"Isn't it, this monthly income is really getting less and less every year, what can I do if it goes on like this?"

Next, the conversation between the two juniors pulled Zhang Fengjiu's thoughts back.

"Hey, the strength of the Zhang family is not as good as before, I think when the ancestor was here, I heard my father and mother say that the family was prosperous, and our children went out of the door to be called a majesty!"

"I've also heard my father and mother say this, after all, our Zhang family can be one of the four major families in Anyang County, but it all depends on our ancestor. ”

"Those bastards! If it weren't for the retreat of the ancestors, it would be their turn to be so presumptuous! Our Zhang family disciples must vent their evil anger when the time comes!"

When one of the clansmen said this, anger appeared in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"I heard that the reason why the ancestors of our Zhang family retreated was to break through the Jindan realm, if it succeeded, the situation would definitely be reversed!"

"It will definitely succeed! The people of the entire Anyang County know that our Zhang family ancestor has good talent and is the most likely to break through to Jindan!"

"That's right, I really hope that the ancestor will come out soon, so that the Zhang family will not have to live in the current situation. ”

"yes. ”

............

Hearing these words, Zhang Fengjiu felt bitter in his heart.

"Hey, the ancestor has disappointed you, but ......"

Zhang Fengjiu said to the two clansmen in front of him: "Don't worry, I will definitely lead the Zhang family to glory!"

With that, he turned and drifted off into the distance.

Behind them, the two young clansmen were still talking to each other.

"It seems that the Zhang family has indeed encountered foreign enemies, and when I figure out the ins and outs, I will settle them one by one!"

Zhang Fengjiu controlled the transparent void body and floated towards the main hall where the family presided over the meeting.

Along the way, he saw that the faces of the clansmen below were full of gloom, and many of them frowned, and they did not greet each other, but walked on their own.

The whole family was shrouded in a gloomy twilight.

What Zhang Fengjiu couldn't figure out was that when he was in retreat, there were as many as eleven foundation building monks in his family.

Maybe this kind of strength is nothing in Qingyun Prefecture, but it is definitely a behemoth in Anyang County, and no force in Anyang County dares to provoke such a strength.

It's only been 20 years, how did it decay like this?

"How did Zhang Zixian's cub do things? What a disappointment I have given him painstakingly!" Zhang Fengjiu's face was ugly.

Zhang Zixian, his second son, is currently the head of the Zhang family, which was personally appointed by Zhang Fengjiu back then, and he is also one of his most optimistic clansmen.

The reason why Zhang Zixian was the head of the family was mainly because he took a fancy to him as a person and had a good cultivation talent.

This son is not arrogant or impatient, humble and thoughtful, before Zhang Fengjiu's retreat, his realm reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and it won't take long to break through to the late stage.

Such a person is simply an inevitable candidate for the head of the house in Zhang Fengjiu's opinion.

It is impossible to bring the family to such a predicament.

It took half a pillar of incense to take it, and Zhang Fengjiu floated into the hall, and his toes were suspended in the air at a glance.

This hall, called Hongchang Palace, was built by Zhang Fengjiu with a huge amount of money, and it was a well-deserved Zhang family card, mainly used to preside over family meetings and receive foreign guests.

Hongchang Palace, the name obtained by Zhang Fengjiu, in his opinion, means that the family will prosper and flourish in the future.

Carved beams and jade buildings, the pattern is magnificent and atmospheric, and there is a feeling of imperial residence.

This is also Zhang Fengjiu's most satisfying building, you must know that in the 21st century in China, with the development of materials, housing prices are getting higher and higher, and his hometown on the earth is just a simple residential building.

I thought I would have to struggle for a long time before I could consider buying a house, but I didn't expect that I would become a big landlord in the Xiuzhen world.

When the attic of the house is really leveled, and even the splendid hall is built, if the people of the earth's hometown know, they must not be envious to death.

And today's Hongchang Hall seems to be a little unspeakably dilapidated.

All kinds of expensive decorations and utensils have been replaced by cheap gadgets, even the luxurious carpet spread on the jade slabs has disappeared, and compared to the magnificent hall that looks from the outside, the interior is simply shabby.

"This ...... This is being ransacked, right?" Zhang Fengjiu looked at all this, and felt the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitch.

At this time, in the main hall, there were two hundred members of the Zhang clan gathered, and in front of it, there was a middle-aged man with a somewhat pale face sitting with a depressed expression.

At that moment, he pulled out his handkerchief, covered his mouth and coughed violently a few times, then put it in his arms.

Zhang Fengjiu's eyes were sharp floating in mid-air, and the handkerchief was stained with red blood!

"Zixian!" Zhang Fengjiu exclaimed when he saw this.

He clicked on the word population on the system interface, and a dense name panel immediately appeared, which also marked the age and cultivation, which are the members of his own family and the people of other families born by marriage.

Zhang Fengjiu found Zhang Zixian's name, and hurriedly pointed his finger, and his specific information was unfolded in front of him in an instant.

[Name: Zhang Zixian]

[Parents: Zhang Fengjiu, Lin Yanruo]

[Age: 130]

[Status: Suffering from a stubborn illness, cultivation is regressive]

[Realm: The pinnacle of the early stage of foundation building]

【Talent: Spiritual Root (Feng Mu Shui)】

【Cultivation Exercises...... Spell...... Magic Weapon ......】

Seeing such information, Zhang Fengjiu's face was gloomy, and his chest was burning with anger, "How did it become like this?!"

For this child, he cherishes it the most, since he was a child, well-behaved, sensible and responsible, and the talent of the three spiritual roots is enough to make him go further on the path of cultivation.

In the world of cultivation, the spiritual root is the most important, this is to test whether you have the qualifications to embark on the path of cultivation, many people do not even have a spiritual root, and they are destined to have no hope of cultivation.

The spiritual root is divided into attributes and non-attributes, and the attributes are six types: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and wind.

As a cultivator, it is natural that the more spiritual root attributes you have, the better, because in this way, you will be more perfect in the talent of the exercises, and you will have more choices in the attributes of the magic weapons you use.

At that time, Zhang Fengjiu's spiritual root was also three attributes, and it was also feng mu shui, and even he often taught Zhang Zixian the use of exercises and tricks in person, which can be said to have invested a lot of energy.

It can be seen how much he expects from this second son.

But now, suffering from a stubborn illness and regressing in cultivation, he could have reached the late stage of the foundation building period a long time ago, but he retreated to the peak level of the early stage.

It's no wonder that Zhang Fengjiu is not angry!

"Head of the house, your body ......"

A middle-aged man in the crowd said with concern.

"Don't get in the way, I'm calling everyone here today, I guess we all know what it's for. Zhang Zixian, who was sitting on the main seat, said softly.

Although he is not in good shape, he is gentle and elegant, and he exudes the air of a book, which makes people feel comfortable when they read it.

Hearing this, the group below began to talk to each other in a low voice, and their worries could be seen on their faces.

Zhang Fengjiu floated above the heads of these crowds, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

"How come there are so many new faces, and one by one, their cultivation can't even reach the ninth level of the Qi cultivation period?"

"It's all in the meeting, and there are still several elders from the foundation building period who are absent?"

"Where did Zhang Chengfeng go? Isn't this kid the most active in every meeting?"

Zhang Fengjiu's eyes were full of doubts, and he suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly reopened the system interface, clicked on the population, and flipped back and forth with his fingers.

"Impossible, why isn't it shown on it?"

He muttered in his mouth, and the whole person fell into a state of anxiety completely, desperately flipping back and forth.

In fact, in the population interface, only the living clansmen can be displayed on it, and the system will automatically erase the names and all information of the dead people.

As for this function, Zhang Fengjiu has already understood it, but he can't believe it.

Realizing that he had lost several heirs, Zhang Fengjiu roared angrily in mid-air: "What the hell happened?! Who did it? I want to kill him! Kill him!"

Everyone in the main hall didn't hear it, they still discussed it in a low voice with each other, and no one noticed the Zhang ancestor who was floating on it and kept roaring.