After Han Yan opened up the Purple Mansion, her cave mansion was a third-order high-grade spiritual vein, and the strength of the spiritual energy was a little insufficient, which would delay her cultivation in the long run.

Every fourth-order spiritual vein in Qingxuan Sect has a master, and it is not the turn of Han Yan, an elder who has just opened up the Purple Mansion, to intervene, unless she is willing to practice under the nose of the Golden Ancestor of Qingyang Mountain.

Unless it is a person who has a personal relationship, ordinary monks are not willing to expose their secrets such as exercises, spiritual roots, and chances to high-level monks at all, even Zhao Xinlian, the personal disciple of Jin Laozu, is not willing to settle in Qingyang Mountain and choose to open a cave outside, not to mention an outsider whose relationship is not close to Hanyan.

Therefore, she could only temporarily refine a part of the spirit stone to replenish her mana, preparing to have the opportunity to seize a fourth-order spirit vein and then move the cave out.

As soon as a few people finished participating in the cold smoke of the Purple Mansion Celebration, Qingchan sent a letter and told everyone a bad news.

Nineteenth Uncle Zhang Mengling sat down a month ago, and almost as soon as Zhang Zhixuan and the others left, he passed away in a very short time.

After receiving this bad news, Zhang Zhixuan could only sacrifice the poisonous dragon boat and return to the family with everyone.

Hanyan had already opened up the Purple Mansion, and the speed at which she controlled the poisonous dragon boat far exceeded Zhang Zhixuan, and in just five or six days, she rushed back to Tiantai Peak from the mountain gate of Qingxuanzong.

"When my uncle left, it was quite sudden, and the day before I was in good spirits to deal with a lot of family chores, I didn't expect to go back to sleep at night, and I couldn't wake up the next day, and I left alone, and I didn't leave anything."

The descendants of Uncle Nineteen are all mortals without spiritual roots, although he is fifty or sixty years old, his status in the family is not high, and his future affairs are presided over by Sihong.

Zhang Sihong stayed at home to watch the house, but he didn't expect to see Zhang Mengling for the last time under the same roof.

He can build a foundation, Zhang Mengling gave the greatest help, to him, a nephew, Zhang Mengling almost regarded it as his own, and left him with a lifetime of good deeds.

But at the last moment, he didn't even figure out Uncle Nineteen's last wish.

"Meng Ling is only one hundred and nine years old this year, I thought he would be able to enjoy peace for ten years, but I didn't expect to leave like this." Zhang Leqian saw the remains of the nineteenth uncle, and immediately sighed sadly.

Normal Qi cultivation period monks have a longevity of one hundred and twenty years old, but unfortunately, because of the battles and injuries in the early years, most monks simply can't live so long.

The death of Uncle Nineteen represents the end of an era in the family, and the six elders who assisted the patriarch to support the family and survive the most difficult years have all turned to dust.

Since he cultivated to the ninth level of Qi cultivation at the age of thirty-three, he has been in charge of the family affairs for more than seventy years, and among the low-level cultivators in the family, his prestige has also surpassed that of Si Dao, Si Hong and other juniors.

His death not only made Zhang Zhixuan and the others feel uncomfortable, but even the low-level monks in the family also felt that they had lost a generous elder ancestor.

The Zhang family buried him in the family cemetery with a sad face, and the tomb was placed around the fourth uncle, both of whom were the right-hand men of the patriarch back then. If you are born in a sect, you have a great deal of confidence to go further.

It's a pity that they were born when the Zhang family was at their weakest, and in order to support the family, they all gave up their future, sheltered the younger monks of the family, and finally delayed their own path.

After the funeral, Zhang Zhixuan saw Hanyan standing in the family cemetery, so he took a few steps forward and said, "Aunt Hanyan, why don't you leave?" ”

"Zhixuan, if one day I'm gone, I hope you can bury me next to the fourth brother, I can have today, it's all because of them."

Zhang Zhixuan saw that Hanyan was in a very low mood, so he comforted: "Hanyan, don't think like this. Hearing the news of your opening up of the Purple Mansion, Uncle Nineteen was also very happy, if it weren't for his old age and frailty, he would even happily participate in your Purple Mansion ceremony. Seeing that you can have today, the fourth uncle and the fifteenth uncle can also smile at Jiuquan, their hard work has blossomed and borne fruit today, and you are already a towering tree in your family. ”

Han Yan's eyes were sour, and he said: "Zhixuan, you don't know, the reason why Brother Nineteen died early is also because of me. Back then, he sent me to Qingxuanzong, and I met three very powerful opponents on the way. The two of us fought desperately to break through and barely escaped to Qingxuanzong, where he recuperated outside the sect for six months before recovering from his injuries. It was precisely because of this injury that it hurt his vitality that it affected his longevity. ”

Although Zhang Zhixuan had heard about this matter, he knew that there had been ghosts in the family before, and the leaked news provoked the anger of the patriarch, and he did not know the origin of the matter.

Seeing that Hanyan was still feeling sorry for himself, Zhang Zhixuan persuaded: "Hanyan, you should look away a little." We monks and cultivators, in addition to those who have attained enlightenment and become immortals, are the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage, and we will also go to the last step. Uncle Nineteen can be considered lucky to be on the bed all his life. ”

Sending the cold smoke to the cave, Zhang Zhixuan had not yet recovered from his depression, and someone in the cave had sent a note.

The person who sent the letter was very young, only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and his name was Zhang Guangyang.

Because of practicing in Lingjing Mountain, although I have met Zhang Zhixuan a few times, they have no intersection with each other, and I don't know why they sent a transmission note.

Zhang Zhixuan summoned Zhang Guangyang into the cave mansion, and when he saw the legendary monk of this family, the young Zhang Guangyang was not excited and envious, but said with some sadness on his face: "Tell my uncle, my grandfather sent you a letter, saying that he wanted to see you for the last time." ”

Zhang Zhixuan opened the letter and found that this child was also an old man. His maternal grandfather was Wang Luyuan, who Zhang Zhixuan brought back from Montenegro.

"Wang Luyuan is more than 20 years older than Wang Zixuan, Wang Zixuan is about the same age as me, I didn't expect him to be in his prime, he sent a letter to see me for the last time, just hoping that I can leave Tsukidan to this child." Zhang Zhixuan's consciousness swept and found that Zhang Guangyang's cultivation was already good, at the age of thirteen or fourteen, he had already cultivated to the second level of qi cultivation, and looking at the progress, it should be the qualification of the three spirit roots, and he instantly understood what Wang Luyuan meant.

He put away the letter and immediately returned to Tiantai Peak with Zhang Guangyang.

After Wang Luyuan came to Zhang's house, he had been practicing at Tiantai Peak, but because the spiritual root was not good, he only cultivated to the eighth level of qi cultivation in the end. He was born as a Montenegrin monk, and although he was protected by his elders in his early years, he also experienced many battles, and his physical condition was not as good as Zhang Mengling. Three years ago, he began to be bedridden and unable to interact with people.

After reluctantly delaying for three years, Wang Luyuan felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, so he gritted his teeth and wrote a letter by himself, hoping to see Zhang Zhixuan to explain the future for the last time.