After opening up the Purple Mansion, Zhang Zhixuan spent two years steadily cultivating and transferring to practice, and only when he reached the age of ninety-two did he walk out of the mountain gate.

A month ago, the ancestor of Montenegro Liang had sent a letter, in which he bluntly told him that his life was coming to an end, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on until next year.

At that time, it was already the last moment of Zhang Zhixuan's transformation of mana, and when he completed this step, he immediately took Qingchan straight to Black Mountain.

Today's Montenegro has been much depressed, and there are only seven people who are scattered during the foundation building period, plus the disciples of Liang Laozu, and there are only thirteen foundation building monks practicing in Montenegro.

Because the number of people continues to decrease, the spiritual fields on Montenegro have been able to be self-sufficient, and since five years ago, the monks of Taicheng County no longer need to go to Montenegro to transport spiritual rice, and the large-scale trade that has lasted for more than three hundred years has finally come to an end.

Zhang Zhixuan and Qing Chan are now both Purple Mansion monks, and the speed of flying away far exceeds the foundation building period, and it only took nine days for the two of them to come to the vicinity of the Black Mountain Spirit Vein.

"Brother Zhixuan, it's been more than seventy years since we first came to Montenegro! At that time, we seemed to be lost dogs, and it took nine months from leaving the house to the way to Montenegro. Along the way, we were in a good mood, and as long as there was a little wind and grass, I felt a wave of panic and worry in my heart. I still remember the first time I met a python monster, and I was so frightened that I cried. ”

As soon as the two of them retreated, they walked on the path up the mountain, Qingchan looked at the familiar and unfamiliar environment, and said with emotion.

Although they were Purple Mansion monks, when they came to the foot of Black Mountain, in order to show respect for Liang Laozu, they did not fly rashly, but chose to report in advance and slowly walked to the top of Black Mountain.

Walking on the mountain road that attacked and killed the Wu family brothers, Zhang Zhixuan glanced at Qingchan, who was still slim, and said with a wry smile: "You were so young at the time, you were just thirteen years old. Let you follow me to Montenegro to take revenge, I have suffered so much, and at a young age, I faced the darkness of the immortal cultivation world and began to kill people. Now that I think about it, it was actually very reckless, and the patriarch's consideration back then was also a little negligent. ”

Qing Chan grabbed Zhang Zhixuan's big hand, with a hint of affection in his eyes, and said as he walked: "Brother Zhixuan, the three years before and after the revenge in Montenegro were the happiest days in my early monastic career. Being able to help you kill the Wu brothers also lets me know that I am not a useless person. ”

Just as the two of them were walking and talking, when they recalled the past, news was also received from Montenegro, and Liang Laozu's disciples and grandchildren also hurriedly went down the mountain to greet them.

It was not Liang Hanyang, who was familiar to Zhang Zhixuan, who came down from the top of the mountain to greet them, but Wei Bohan, the eldest disciple of Liang Laozu.

Twenty-three years after advancing to the Purple Mansion, Wei Bohan broke through to the second floor of the Purple Mansion four years ago. Although he is one Jiazi older than Zhang Zhixuan, his magic power is no longer as good as Qingchan, and his status in Qingxuanzong is also on par with Zhang's Sanzi Mansion.

Seeing Wei Bohan's gloomy face, Zhang Zhixuan was secretly shocked in his heart, quietly turned his head, and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Wei, how is the situation of the ancestor?" ”

Wei Bohan said with a heavy heart: "I'm afraid it won't be this month, a few days before you came, the master had already begun to arrange the funeral, and asked someone to send a letter to Senior Brother Duhe, hoping to see him for the last time." ”

Kang Duhe has been cultivating to the ninth layer of the foundation for almost forty years, he is a cultivator of the alien spirit root, and he is also the best monk of the spiritual root among the disciples of Liang Laozu, he retreated and attacked the Purple Mansion thirty years ago, but unfortunately because there is no Xuanying chalcedony merit, it will fail.

Kang Duhe's failure to open up the Purple Mansion made Liang Laozu completely sober up, put down his face and chose to be driven by others, and exchanged for auxiliary spiritual objects on the condition of joining the Qingxuan Sect to help Wei Bohan advance to the Purple Mansion stage.

Kang Duhe is more than forty years older than Zhang Zhixuan, and in another thirty years, there should be another chance to impact the Purple Mansion Realm. With the experience of the last time, the certainty of breaking through the Purple Mansion next time can be increased by three percent, and even if you don't use foreign objects, there is more than half the probability of cultivating to the Purple Mansion stage.

However, the monk cultivates the Tao, and one step is slow. Even if he successfully cultivated to the Purple Mansion Stage, because of the delay of sixty years, there would be one more difficulty on his next path, and the chances of becoming a Dan would be reduced by a few points.

Seeing that the people who came were Zhang Zhixuan and his wife, Liang Laozu had a disappointment on his face, he lowered his head, and cheered up and said: "Duhe hasn't come yet, it seems that it is impossible to see him in the end!" ”

Seeing that the master was about to die soon, Wei Bohan felt uncomfortable in his heart, he smiled reluctantly, wanting to ease the atmosphere, but there was not much smile on his face, so he could only try to comfort him: "Master, don't think like this, the fourth junior brother is far away in Jiangkou County, and it is not convenient to transmit the news from a long distance, and he is also on the road now, I'm afraid it will be there in three or five days." ”

"It's a pity I can't wait too long." Liang Laozu waved his hand lightly, and slowly couldn't close his eyes, obviously not wanting to waste energy, insisting on waiting for the few people he wanted to see the most.

Early the next morning, Qingxuanzong Lu Hongniang, Li Zigong, and Luo Ziyan came together, and Liang Laozu also wrote a letter to Qingxuanzong with the news that he was going to sit down.

Among the monks of Qingxuanzong, Li Zigong is equivalent to the head of the family, Lu Hongniang is Liang Laozu's old acquaintance in Montenegro, and the two also have a lot of friendship, as soon as Liang Laozu leaves, his disciples also have to find someone to rely on, and the most suitable candidate is Lu Hongniang, the old Jindan man.

Luo Ziyan is an alchemist, although her alchemy is better than that of Liang Laozu, she is also more interested in Liang Laozu's alchemy inheritance, and she also cheekily followed Lu Hongniang to Montenegro to send him on his last journey to see if he could get Liang Laozu's alchemy inheritance.

Seeing that except for Kang Duhe, all the people he was waiting for had already arrived, Liang Laozu was in good spirits, and immediately summoned everyone into the cave, as if it was time to return to the light, and even his face was a little ruddy.

"I, Liang Taixu, have been cultivating all my life, and now it is finally time to die at the end of my life, compared to practicing qi and building foundations, my longevity is already four hundred and sixty-eight years old, and I can already be regarded as a person who has a long life. Although I am afraid, painful, and unwilling now, and my heart is also bitter and bitter, and I have mixed tastes, but at this last moment, you are unwilling, you have to accept the reality, and you have to accept your fate. ”

After listening to Liang Laozu's frustrating words, Wei Bohan's knees weakened and he knelt directly in front of Liang Laozu.

Liang Laozu has no descendants, and these disciples are his closest people. These disciples have supported each other with Liang Laozu for more than a hundred years, and in order to gain a foothold in Montenegro, many of Liang's disciples have died. The relationship between Wei Bohan and Liang Laozu has far surpassed that of a bloodline clan like Liang Hanyang.

Old Ancestor Liang touched Wei Bohan's head, as if he had returned to the time when he had just learned the Tao one hundred and sixty years ago, and then said: "Idiot, don't cry, after I leave, these junior brothers, sisters, and younger generations of the clan will all rely on you to take care of and support them." Especially the Duhe Spiritual Root is excellent, and there is still a great opportunity to open up the Purple Mansion, you senior brothers must support each other in the Qingxuan Sect, and strive to go further on the path and surpass my predecessors. ”