Zhang Bixiao and Zhang Jingyao quickly agreed to Zhang Lingyu's decision.

It's not that they don't have opinions, they have been able to develop the family here to what it is today over the past few thousand years, and they will not be inferior to anyone else in managing the family.

The key is that the opponent is the Jiang family of the Great Moon Heaven of the Divine Court, and the two of them also know something faintly.

After all, they were also one of the most core groups back then, plus in the past few thousand years, this Zhang family has been under their control, and there are no mortals in the family, they are far more aware than Zhang Lingyu and others.

They even knew that the real reason why the head of the house was unwilling to compromise must be because of this.

"I'm going to open the empty door, and I'm going to use all the spiritual treasures in the treasury." Zhang Bixiao looked at Zhang Jingyao, who nodded.

If it is a short distance, there is no difficulty in opening the empty door, but if it is an ultra-long empty door connection, then the resources, energy and time required are not short.

The result of the discussion was limited to ten years.

However, the Jiang family's re-arrival was seven days later.

The mountain abyss, which was filled with countless morning mist, suddenly there were more than a dozen straight rays of light falling from the sky, dispelling all the haze, and a full fifteen silver-clothed heavenly gates with hundreds of golden lotuses descended on the Zhang family in all directions.

The moment they arrived, they set up a large array of forbidden air, in order to prevent any of the Zhang family members from leaving.

Jiang Wenmian looked at the Zhang family in the big array and opened the gate of heaven, with a smile on his expression, "Although it is said that it is half a month, the hall master is in a hurry, so we can only come in advance." ”

"Well, what are you thinking about?"

The people on Zhang Jingyao's side still wanted to say something, but Zhang Lingyu and the others had an infinitely strong evil spirit, and they also smoothly made Jiang Wenmian and others look at them.

The eyes of the fifteen Heavenly Gate Masters all fell on Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Zunsu, and their eyes became cold.

"You have the blood of my Jiang family in you."

"Huh." Zhang Lingyu licked her lips with her tongue and directly tore the strip of cloth on her body, revealing the scar full of silver cracks.

"It's not just the blood of your Jiang family, these things are caused by the thirty-second and thirty-first sequences of your Jiang family's heavenly gate."

"Congratulations, if there are people in your branches who are at the back of the sequence, then you can move up a few points now."

"Kill him!" The moment Zhang Lingyu's words fell, the five Jiang Family Heavenly Gate monks had already rushed into the big array, and the silver flames were boiling and killing.

Within the large array, the roar boiled.

The eleven Heavenly Gates of the Zhang family walked in the face of the fifteen Jiang Family's Heavenly Gates, and they fell into disadvantage almost immediately.

In the black and white enchantment, Zhang Bixiao's eyes were solemn, he was originally opening the empty gate, but in the previous battle, he had exposed the thaumaturgy of immortal transformation, and now in the formation arranged by the Jiang family, there are special means for him, and even one of them has never participated in the fight, but has been staring at his position.

Immortal Fan can break through the prohibition of this great array, but it will take time, and these people will not give him any time.

"The hall wants us to investigate the spiritual root situation in the bodies of these Zhang family members, and fight again into the void!"

Jiang Wenmian yelled at the other Jiang family monks, directly tearing the void and sinking into it.

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And Zhang Bixiao and the others, who heard their words, had ugly faces.

……

On a certain mountain peak, Zhang Wutong raised his head, through the gaps in the leaves, looking at the infinite light changing in the sky, in the cultivation realm under the Tianmen realm, the nothingness in their eyes was not darkness but boundless brilliance.

Of course, this brilliance is not something that anyone can gaze at.

Zhang Wutong can do it, and even in the realm of planting golden lotus, she can shuttle through the void.

And all because of her name.

In the depths of her soul, there is a heavenly gate, and there is a gap in the heavenly gate, and a sycamore branch penetrates through the gap, so that she can walk in the void, walk in the depths of the boundless color.

This is a very shocking thing, but even these people in the Zhang family, while shocked, don't know what this represents.

Now, the family is confined in this mountain abyss, and the Zhang family, which has not had any major war in a thousand years, suddenly ushered in the crisis of extinction, and such a change has made countless clansmen in the Zhang family confused.

Only those hundreds of clansmen who followed Zhang Zunsu Ancestor and them erupted with terrifying power, and in the face of the Jiang family's golden lotus, they all seemed to be able to suppress each other.

The ancestors of the Heavenly Gate Realm should not be the opponents of those people, but relying on the formations accumulated over thousands of years, they should be able to hold on.

But that's about it.

Zhang Wutong knew that maybe this matter still needs to be broken by himself, only by opening the gate of heaven by himself, with the power of his own sycamore branches, ignoring this forbidden array, it is not a problem.

But......

The long-ago memory echoed in his mind, and Zhang Wutong was very hesitant.

Is that...... When she was very young, she saw a vision of heaven and earth, to be precise, what a demon said to her.

"Time wipes the memory, under the blue sky, if everything is like smoke drifting away, then is the memory real?"

"Maybe we shouldn't be attached in the first place."

"But the spring breeze is pitiful, and the white-headed man is as green as hair."

"The memories of writing, the dusty failures, I have become the prologue of time."

She heard the poetic voice, and then saw a figure from above the Nine Heavens walking down, with two transparent antlers on his head, and behind him, an ethereal white deer followed him.

The dustless picture scroll made Zhang Wutong's eyes blur, and she tried to call the immortals to wake her up, but what the immortal Buddha sang seemed to be the name of the other party.

"My name is Yat-sen."

"I erased the traces of Ling, as long as you don't want people to know about your existence, then whether it is the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, or the immortals of the heavens, they will not be able to recite your name."

"You have a calamity, call my name when you need it."

"I will help you, and I will take you away."

She remembered that scene vividly, and since then, many people have forgotten about their existence.

The other party told her that all this was not his strength, but the little turtle in his palm.

He said that the little turtle's name was Xuanwu and that it was a deity.

And the moment she is taken away, then the whole world will forget her existence.

Whoever it is, whatever it is.

As a counterbalance, some people will be remembered.

"Recite my name, the four seas and eight wildernesses, the nine heavens and ten earths, all belong to your domain."

The other party's tone, which was even more absolute than that of Lie Immortals, made Zhang Wutong not take it to heart.

She began to open the gates of heaven, and she felt that it seemed more reasonable to rely on herself than to ask others.