In the fourth and sixth five years of the new era, in the battle of destroying demons, Huang Lin Shenjun gathered the power of the major sects to kill the Demon Venerable Xing Ziteng of the Shadow Sect on Chenxing Island, and the battle was tragic and unprecedented. It was Xing Ziteng who was ambushed, and the Shadow Sect was dormant and returned to silence, but more than half of the troops led by Huang Lin Shenjun were lost, and the masters of the major sects were almost wiped out.

After this battle, the various sects of Xiuzhen began to cultivate their bodies, and the new sect master of Mingqi Mountain even closed the mountain. Due to the fact that most of the people in charge of discipline in various sects died in battle, there were few rising stars, there was no green and yellow in the sect, and the law and discipline were extremely chaotic. And as the former Supreme Immortal Sect of the Cultivation Realm, its dominating position was already in jeopardy. Seeing that the stable situation that had been maintained for hundreds of years in the cultivation realm was about to fall apart, Huang Lin Zhenren once again stepped forward and stood up for the crisis.

First of all, he ordered to strictly practice the precepts and arrest those who still did their own thing and acted recklessly, and then personally went down the mountain to discuss the geographical division with each faction and family, and decided to be managed by the Imperial Immortal Sect in a unified manner, and then absorbed the remnants of each sect and merged them into the Imperial Immortal Sect. Finally, Chenxing Island was designated as the island of confinement to house the people who had committed the prohibition and exile. At this point, the cultivation realm was finally rejuvenated.

Zhao Jian closed the book, breathed a long sigh of relief, and spent the night reading the biographies and legends of some cultivators, and he barely had a little understanding of the cultivation world. Rubbing his slightly sour eyes, the flickering light of the candle reflected a slightly tired face, but it was an eleven or twelve-year-old child, with beautiful eyebrows, but his body was a little thin.

He got up, washed his face, felt a little more energetic, sat back at his desk, straightened his books, rested his left hand on his cheek, and tapped his right hand lightly on the table. Recalling the colorful light emitted by the Spirit Stone when he was in the Heavenly Mansion a few days ago, the amazement and regret of the people in the audience, and the cold and sharp eyes of the Han clan in the crowd, Zhao Zhu, who had already calmed down, fell into deep thought.

It is a good thing that he has a spiritual root, which means that now he can finally leave the Zhao Mansion to practice in the Imperial Immortal Sect, and he also has a place of shelter, no matter how much the Han family hates himself, no matter how powerful the Han family is, it will be beyond the reach of the whip. As for his father, Zhao Zhu laughed at himself, anyway, he never liked himself, he always looked cold. Their precious son Zhao Hulian is a trouble, but after all, unlike his spiritual root, the two of the five veins and seven peaks of the Imperial Immortal Sect will not enter the same mountain gate.

His heart relaxed a little, and while there was still time, Zhao Zhu planned to pack tomorrow's luggage first, and there were very few things to bring, two winter clothes, four summer clothes, and some bits and pieces. Suddenly remembering something, he took out a small wooden sign from the gap between the bedside and the wall, which read, "The spiritual position of the ancestor Shen Xiangwan, the unfilial son Zhao erected." Carefully wipe off the dust on the wooden card, Zhao Zhi was a little distracted for a while, he was always bullied by Zhao Hulian when he was a child, and he was called a wild seed without a mother.

For as long as he could remember, he had never seen anything related to his mother, as if he had never existed. He felt very sad, so he ran to ask his father who his mother was, and when his father heard the question, his expression became terrifying, almost hideous, and his eyes were like two sharp eyes shooting at him, and then he slowly calmed down, and after a while he replied, "Your mother's name is Shen Xiangwan, don't forget this name." ”

At that time, he was still young, and his father was very cold to him on weekdays, so whenever he had this opportunity to be alone, Zhao Jian always liked to stay by his father's side for a while, so he cautiously asked his father if he could teach him how to write. Unexpectedly, his father did not drive himself away for the first time, and took out a piece of paper and carefully wrote the words "Shen Xiangwan". After taking the note, Zhao Zhu left happily, at that time he didn't feel the weight of this piece of paper at all, until later, he imitated the tablet in the family ancestral hall, and also made a piece for his mother to show his father, his father's face changed greatly, not only took away the tablet, but also beat himself hard. It wasn't until I grew up and became more sensible that I quietly made another piece and hid it.

What kind of person is his mother, I once secretly heard my mother mentioned it, saying that my mother was a very gentle person, very good-looking, soft-spoken, easy-going, and my father was really a match made in heaven, but unfortunately my body was a little weak, and I died soon after giving birth. I didn't want the Han family to be present at that time, so I didn't say anything at first, and walked away, but on the second day, the two subordinates never appeared in the Zhao Mansion again, and I heard that they were sent to the Zhao family's vein to dig stones, and no one dared to talk about their mother from then on.

Zhao Jian also asked some old people in the house, but the old people waved their hands again and again, and they were secretive. Thinking of the Han family, she actually has a very nice name, called Han Yingying, she is also very beautiful, she is the eldest daughter of the Han family of the Hechuan clan in Zhenxingzhou, and she has been a baby kiss with her father since she was a child, and she treats her father very well on weekdays, docile and considerate.

Outside the home, his father is very busy, Han's is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, the rewards and punishments are clear, and the house is well organized, which makes Zhao Jian admire it very much. It's just that every time Han sees him, there will be hostility in his eyes, Zhao Jian knows that he is still young and helpless, this hostility must be passed on from his mother, and he is quite helpless. Thinking that she lived in the West Wing at home, she was also respectful to the Han family on weekdays, and she would not be too difficult for herself, until he was sick for more than a month after the family had dinner, and Zhao Zhi began to be afraid. Everyone ate together, but there was a problem with his own bowl, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he was calculated, but Han was very innocent, and during that time, he always asked his subordinates to take care of himself.

In the end, my father didn't dig deeper, but just dismissed the cook that night, and threw him out of the house along with a few subordinates. After that, he moved to the south of Zhao's mansion, farther away from his father, and often didn't see each other for ten days and a half months, and his father never came to see him, so he lived quietly alone for a few years, and Han never came to trouble him again. However, this time she found that she had a spiritual root, and she might think of what way to deal with her, so she still had to be careful.

After recalling for a long time, it was all messy things, and the night was very deep, and Zhao Zhi was tired and didn't think much about it, so he went into bed. The next day he was going to leave the Zhao Mansion and leave Badu, but he didn't have much affection or nostalgia for this family, so he left and never came back. It's just that the Imperial Immortal Sect has an infinite longing and reverie, I used to just hear that after cultivating the truth, you can become a dragon with a bamboo cane and soar for nine days, and now there is such a good opportunity in front of you, you must cherish it. With this expectation, Zhao Zhu slowly fell asleep. Even if he is a five-spirit body, even if he can't practice.