At the foot of Biliu Mountain in Yunling County, Zhang Lie presided over the 49th death and prayer ceremony, and beheaded the evil dragon, which made a big show in the inside, which may cause further dissatisfaction and vigilance of the Wei family.

Outside, most of the credit goes to Wei Yuanchen, a cultivator of the Purple Mansion Realm, but the demon who manipulated the plague demon to hide in the shadows will focus his hatred on Zhang Lie's body.

Although this demon couldn't figure out how the evil magic he had cast with his own cultivation could be cracked by a ninth-layer foundation building monk who didn't even have the cultivation of the Purple Mansion Realm, the more he didn't understand, the more he felt fearful, and the more he felt that this was a natural nemesis when he encountered it.

However, fortunately, no one in the Jindan Realm Demon Cultivator who cultivated in the Southern Wilderness dared to take action directly, at most he cultivated his subordinates and took advantage of the situation, otherwise he might be destroyed by the monks of Kun Yuanshan as soon as he jumped up.

After the elimination of the epidemic, there are millions of refugees under Bilang Mountain, although the supply of materials is sufficient, but there are still many things to be done for diversion and naturalization.

Although there are often some administrative institutions under the immortal mountains of the various avenues, if it is only based on them, it is okay to maintain the basic order normally, and it must be insufficient to really deal with such a major matter, and the sect must be strictly controlled and guided.

Otherwise, there will be countless deaths and injuries, and there will be many complaints, that is, he will give the demon cultivator a chance. Fortunately, they have just experienced the destruction of their family and country, and the catastrophe and catastrophe have a very high adaptability and a very low lower limit for these refugees in Biliushan.

"With my understanding of Wei Yuanchen, he will never let Yuanlie let you Zifu Dacheng, Wei Yuanchen is resolute and ruthless, and he does not have Wei Xuanyi's temperament, then he will definitely repair a book, and let the sect send you to Wuling Mountain, where the front line of the sect's war, the soldiers are in danger, it is dangerous, Wei Yuanhong has been stationed there for many years and has considerable real power, as long as you pass, it will be quite dangerous."

"For today's sake, Yuan Lie, you'd better be seriously injured to avoid the sect's recruitment."

On Biliu Mountain, in a fine house, Zhang Xiangshen paced left and right in the room after recovering from Zhang Lie's luck, and after Zhang Lie adjusted his breath, he said this.

"Of course, with your current state, you can't do it, but if a demon cultivator suddenly makes a secret move, even if it is Wei Yuanchen, he can't say anything."

Zhang Lie has been in the process for a long time, and of course he knows in his heart what the patriarch Zhang Xiangshen means: even if there is no demon cultivator, it is not difficult to create a demon cultivator in the Zhang family's own territory.

Especially if he has a Dharma body type of cultivation by himself, the recovery speed after injury is more than several times that of other monks, so this suggestion of the patriarch Zhang Xiangshen is very suitable for him.

"But if I don't go to Wuling Mountain, someone from the family will inevitably go, if it is in peacetime, Danyang Palace's requisition and oppression of vassal families will not be too much, but now the situation is different, the two major wars, because of the problem of the displaced people and the plague in Yunling County, it is said that the Shadow Demon Sect is very fierce on the front line. At this time, Danyang Palace may not consider our carrying capacity, I am seriously injured and can't go, you, Chuanshu, Chuanhong am afraid you must go, then it is better for me to go. ”

"Otherwise, if you pretend to be injured, you will also suffer some injuries, rather than hurt yourself, I would rather go to the battlefield with my sword and fight for my life."

Since you rely on the power of the family, you must also be burdened by the family.

This time, if the 49-day death and prayer ceremony did not have the full support of the Zhang family and the patriarch, Zhang Lie, as a loose cultivator, could only give suggestions at most, but could not become the host of the ritual. The million merits and yin virtues have nothing to do with him.

Zhang Lie thought about the relationship very clearly, so he never felt that he was burdened by the family, in fact, after the casual cultivation reached the advanced realm, there were few people who did not establish a family and joined the sect, and very few monks would cultivate alone until they died.

"I have been to the battlefield of Wuling Mountain more than once with Chuanshu and Chuanhong, and we have experience and our own connections and relationships, even if Wei Yuanhong wants to assassinate, it may not be able to harm us...... That's it, if you want to go, Yuan Lie, then the three of us will go with you, and after arriving at Wuling Mountain, we will take refuge under the disciples of the Purple Mansion who are hostile to the Wei family, and this predicament may not be able to be revitalized! ”

Zhang Xiangshen has been running the family for a hundred years, from weak to strong, and has experienced countless winds, swords, frost and swords along the way, and his courage is extremely outstanding.

If it was an ordinary Zhang Family Foundation Realm monk, Zhang Xiangshen might not be willing to smash the Wei Family's Three Purple Mansion for him, and it is very likely that he would be expelled from the door and cut it:

Your life and death are content with your destiny, and there is only so much your family can do for you.

But Zhang Lie is different, from forty years ago, when Zhang Lie sent the first Zhuji Dan to the family through Zhang Chuanli, Zhang Xiangshen had a great recognition of it, not to mention the subsequent 100,000 spirit stone cultivation resources, although this matter was not publicized, but Zhang Xiangshen knew that Zhang Yuanlie had made great contributions to the development of the family today.

Such a foundation-building monk was jealous of the Wei family because he was too good, and Zhang Xiangshen dared to bet on him with the entire family and accompany him to gamble on the fortune of the family.

When Zhang Xiangshen left from Zhang Lie's room, what he thought in his heart was: happy if you succeed, and happy when you fail.

And Zhang Lie was in the room, wiping the sword weapon in his hand with Jinpa, but what he was thinking about was that many things were done too sharply some time ago, otherwise, the current predicament could actually be avoided to a large extent.

The path of sword cultivation is originally a path full of blood, battles, and fighting, and long-term cultivation of kendo will also have a certain impact on the temperament of the monk, so that the more genius the sword cultivator, most of them will take the killing wherever they go, even if this is not their original intention, but in fact, character determines fate.

Zhang Lie hadn't noticed these before, because his natural temperament and even his physique fit the way of sword cultivation.

After this merit and reflection, Zhang Lie found the extremes of many of his past choices, the past choices may not be wrong, and the current reflection may not be right, but dialectic, reflection, this is the meaning of merit and self-righteousness, pure heart and tranquility.

Dialectic, reflection, and review are bound to be the right practices.

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In Biliufang, Yunling County, in a hidden secret room.

The monks of the Purple Mansion Realm could already greatly replace sleep through meditation, but this time, probably because of his injuries, Wei Yuanchen only felt that he was asleep in a groggy state.

At first, it was a very beautiful dream.

He dreamed that when he was a child, he was playing in the city of the Wei family at that time, although his parents were not considered rich in the city, but they were also well-off, and his parents were affectionate, and their favorite thing to do was to take them to the city after dinner.

At that time, I danced the lantern in my hand, laughed, and danced.

Until, a raging fire suddenly appeared in the dream, and this fire burned and spread, like a vicious beast, choosing people to devour.

In the end, it engulfs the entire mountain city in its dreams.

"Ahhhh

"Ahh

Physical weakness brings spiritual weakness. Wei Yuanchen, a dignified Purple Mansion monk, was awakened by a nightmare, and he kept shouting: "Burn the city!" Burning the city! ”

It wasn't until his body was suddenly hugged from behind, and in that warm embrace, Wei Yuanchen, who was extremely nervous, gradually relaxed.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the gentle and beautiful white cheeks of his junior sister Qi Sihong.

"Senior brother, you're having a nightmare."

“…… Whew, I'm sorry sister, I'm bothering you to clean up. Wei Yuanchen stroked his forehead with his hand, only feeling a headache.

How many years has it been since a person who cultivates immortals has been pure and calm, and how many years have he not had a nightmare?

"There's nothing to be sorry for, I remember when I first went up the mountain when I was a child, I cried when I saw everything, and my senior brother accompanied me all night long, reciting Taoist scriptures for me to calm my mind, at that time I thought everything was taken for granted, but I never said sorry for delaying my brother's practice." Speaking of the past, a sweet smile appeared on Qi Sihong's cheeks.

Wei Yuanchen smiled bitterly and said, "It was all a long time ago, do you remember?" ”

"No matter how many years have passed, my brother is still my brother. Senior brother, if you really mind that junior so much, junior sister will help you finish him tonight. ”

"It's a big deal to be alchemy for the sect for two hundred years from now on, and you won't lose your life."

"No, Senior Sister Qi, don't mess around, it's my business." Hearing this, Wei Yuanchen immediately shouted and reprimanded, trying to suppress the idea of his junior sister Qi Sihong, and killed the monk who had just made great contributions to the sect for no reason.

If this article is violated, even if the junior sister is a high-level monk of the sect and one of the Jindan seeds, she will be severely punished. Even if he can barely save his life, he will completely lose the trust of the sect and lose the opportunity to condense the golden pill.

Wei Yuanchen felt very sorry for his junior sister, how could he be willing to let her do such a thing for herself.

But in his mind, Wei Yuanchen also had another worry: the Wei family has three purple mansions, which seem to be flowers and brocade cooking oil, and they are prosperous, but because the family business is too prosperous, almost all of the monks in the foundation building period in the family rely on the support of the three ancestors of the purple mansion to build a successful foundation.

In this way, the foundation building monks in the family are very dependent on the three Purple Mansion Ancestors, and compared to the monks who have no backers in the sect, they are more than a step weaker in terms of heart and will.

"Yuan Hong and I, although the mana has increased over time, we all know in our hearts that our path has ended, and if there is no great opportunity, this life will stop here. Uncle attacked Jindan twice, but failed, and there was no successor in the family, in such a situation, the Zhang family produced a Zhang Yuanlie ......"

"Burning the city, does it indicate that my Wei family is going to die in his hands?"

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