Finding that they had returned to the Xuanhuang World, these people quickly separated and went in all directions.

Tang Hushen was caught among these people and went straight to Kunde Palace.

Now she is in the middle of Jindan, and she can be regarded as a little master, and on the order of Xu Wen, she went to Kunde Palace to inquire about the news of Yu Liuli and Shao Jiufeng.

What she didn't know was that in the void behind her, the sand of the Ganges River transformed by the Xuanhuang World was floating in the void.

With the aftermath of her flight, follow her.

With Xu Wen's current strength, Kunde Palace has only teleported twice, but now he is too conspicuous, and many pairs of eyes are staring at him.

As long as he appears, no matter how hidden he is, he will be noticed by some people.

Therefore, he simply relied on Tang Hushen to move forward slowly, and it was not bad for this time.

A month later, the population and the city gradually became dense, and the Kunde Palace was already in sight.

Tang Hushen lowered his body and fell into the periphery of an immortal city, ready to go in to inquire about the news.

The Demon Gate is the most reverent of nature, the struggle is very fierce, and the scale of the shantytowns on the periphery of the market is much larger than that of Qingfeng City back then.

Convergent cultivation, like an ordinary foundation-building monk Tang Tiger God, slowly walked through the shantytown.

Countless sounds, colors, lights and shadows were reflected in her heart one by one, and the reflection of Kunde Palace slowly plumped up.

Xu Wen of Xuanji Dongtian was also observing the outside world, Tang Hushen walked through most of the shantytowns, and when he was about to enter the fairy city, a figure appeared in his eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but stare slightly.

When Tang Hushen entered the fairy city, a faint blue light flew out from behind her and went straight into a house in the shantytown.

The house is quite tidy, and there are some treasures that are priceless in the eyes of ordinary people.

The cultivation world, even if it is a declining shantytown, is not comparable to ordinary people.

But that doesn't mean how good it is here, because the whole house doesn't have the slightest breath of spiritual beings.

In the bedroom, the owner of the house was lying on the bed, occasionally letting out an uncontrollable moan or two.

Dao black qi kept emerging on him, and it had come to the position of his neck.

With a flash of brilliance, the thought of the formation incarnation quietly appeared in front of the other party, and the aura surged, slowly turning into the appearance of Xu Wen.

Seeing him, a strange brilliance suddenly flashed on the face of the half-unconscious master, and he actually struggled to sit up, staring at him in disbelief and said:

"You're, Xu... Xu asked? ”

"Zhang Xing!"

Xu Wen smiled faintly and looked at the other party and said hello.

It turned out that this person turned out to be Zhang Xing, who set up a trick to harm Xu Wen and tried to defraud him of his money with gambling stones.

After the incident that year, the two sides had never met again, and when they were just passing by nearby, Xu Wen suddenly noticed his breath, so he decided to come over and take a look.

Looking at Xu Wen steadily, Zhang Xing suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he had returned to the days when he was abducted and deceived everywhere.

At that time, although he was poor, depressed, and dangerous, there was always a glimmer of hope that inspired him, and he always felt that as long as he worked hard, everything would change, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"What a beautiful day......"

With a single eye, a little divine thought flew out of Xu Wen's body and fell into Zhang Xing's soul.

Divine thoughts continued to soar in Zhang Xing's soul, as if turning a book, and soon the other party's various experiences were as new as new.

Zhang Xing does have some origins, his family is a declining Yuanying family.

Although it has been thousands of years since the death of the Yuanying Ancestor, the family still retains a trace of the glory of the Yuanying Immortal Clan, and there are many knowledge that ordinary monks cannot access at all.

However, the phoenix with lost hair is not as good as a chicken.

In the past few generations of Zhang Xing, they have not even had Jindan Zhenren, and under the covetousness of many forces, their ancestral land has not been saved, and they have been forced to migrate to an ordinary immortal city.

Except for themselves, no one knows how prominent the Zhang family used to be.

In order to survive, the disciples of the Zhang family did everything, Zhang Xing got into the gambling industry, and after a long time, he simply set up his own bureau to solicit business.

In several encounters with Xu Wen, although he didn't take any advantage, he learned of the reward of the Qiu family brothers, but he found an opportunity to break through.

Not long after leaving Qingfeng City, he successfully broke through the foundation and became the most potential person of the new generation of the Zhang family.

At that time, he was full of spirit and ambition, thinking that he would be the one who would be the one who would revive the family and restore the glory of the family.

He cultivated hard, but the further he went, the slower his progress became, and he was never able to break through the late stage of foundation building.

A hundred years later, he slowly accepted his fate and knew that he had no hope for Jindan Zhenren.

So, he slowly put his hope on the offspring, tried his best to cultivate the offspring, and successfully cultivated two younger generations to build the foundation.

But it stopped there, no matter how hard he tried, it seemed that there was an invisible barrier that firmly blocked the road of the Zhang family's upper body.

So, he thought again, this is not bad, although the foundation building cultivation family, although it is not a lot of outstanding, but compared to the vast majority of casual cultivation, it is already considered a master.

As long as the family can be passed on, ten or dozens of generations later, it may be able to revive again.

But Zaohua seems to like to play tricks on people, and just when the Zhang family was trying to live in peace, disasters struck one after another.

First of all, several descendants of the foundation building died in the course of a series of struggles and expeditions, and then several junior generations with outstanding qualifications failed to break through the foundation building.

After a series of blows, the Zhang family began to decline rapidly.

Fortunately, Zhang Xing was also considered to be a chance when he was young, and he had taken a longevity pill, and his lifespan was far stronger than that of ordinary foundation building monks, and he had been struggling to maintain the situation.

So, Zhang Xing thought again, as long as he could maintain the family inheritance, even if he died, it would not hurt if there was no foundation building monk.

After all, mortals in the world are like carp crossing the river, but there are very few cultivators.

So, he began to prepare for the post-own era, giving up too much family property and joining forces with many families.

But ten years ago, a family of in-laws who had originally relied on him as Austrian aid suddenly turned around and raided Zhang's family at a party.

Zhang Xing was seriously injured on the spot, so he could only flee in panic with his two core disciples and come here.

At that time, he was already in his last years and was seriously injured.

In a good place in the shantytown, he found a house that matched his identity as a foundation monk, which was the limit.

So, he felt that everything was not important, as long as these descendants could live, it was not important to remember his ancestors, whether they were immortals.

But a few months ago, his movement became more and more restricted, and several juniors disappeared after an outing.

As if a certain string in his heart was broken, he suddenly realized that the last vein of the Zhang family had been broken.

In despair, he completely lost the courage to fight against fate, so he could only lie quietly on the bed, waiting for death to come.

He didn't expect that at the last dying moment, he would be able to see... Old friend.

Yes, for him who is about to die, the past grievances and gains and losses are all in the past, and Xu Wen is already an old man.

After that incident, he had no intersection with Xu Wen, but Xu Wen's name had already circulated widely on the Yan Futi Continent, and he naturally knew it.

At first, he was terrified all day long, for fear that Xu Wen would come to him for trouble.

One day, he suddenly realized that in the eyes of the other party, he was just a small character like an ant.

It's not worth remembering, and it's not worth retaliating against.

Xu asked how subtle the current spell was, although he had seen his memory through in an instant, Zhang Xing didn't notice it at all, and he didn't receive anything.

Looking at Xu Wen's figure, although he couldn't see the spell Xu Wen cast, he also understood that it was far beyond his imagination.

In confusion, he muttered:

"Congratulations...... Congratulations, I hope you can see the scenery at the end of the avenue! ”

People are dying, their words are good, birds are dying, and their songs are also mourning.

At the end of his life, in the face of this former enemy, the only person who appeared at the end of his life, he still gave his heartfelt blessings.

"Thank you!"

For this former opponent, who didn't care much about people, Xu Wen didn't know how to answer, so he replied after a long time.

He didn't have much friendship with Zhang Xing, and even had some grudges, but with his words, he could do something for the other party.

After a moment's thought, he added:

"I can cast a spell to remove the toxins from your body and make you feel better."

"However, your spirit and spirit consumption are too great, and your longevity will be exhausted, and it is not a ...... that can be changed by medicinal stones."

Zhang Xing heard this, but he was not surprised, just smiled slightly, and said in a voice that was so low that it was almost inaudible:

"No, what's the point to me whether it's good or not?"

"To be able to have a superior person to send me before I die, instead of dying alone, my life is already complete......"

After saying this, he stopped talking, and the aura that he could barely hold on to began to weaken rapidly.

An hour later, he took his last breath and was completely dead.

During the whole process, Xu Wen waited on the sidelines, responding to his occasional dream-like call, and did not leave until Zhang woke up and died.

In an instant, Zhang Xing's house suddenly burst into flames, and everything was turned into ashes, whether it was steel, wood or stone.

Xu Wen walked slowly, with a lot of emotion in his heart.

Zhang Xing's situation was actually not bad, even if he counted the last few years of his life, there was an average level in the cultivation world.

There is no behind-the-scenes driving the decline and fall of his family, just a member of countless ordinary families that have risen and fallen.

His qualifications are not bad, and his roots are even stronger than Xu Wen, who is poor and white......

So how did he end up in today's scene?

Savor Zhang Xing's life, constantly substitute himself in his place, and see what kind of choice he will make.

You still lack a Dao heart that is desperate to cut through everything!

After being silent for a long time, Xu Wen suddenly sighed in his heart.

The moment he figured out this, the thoughts that he had accumulated for a long time, but had not been able to germinate, suddenly burst out of the cocoon.

In an instant, this small immortal city suddenly burst into the sky, and a tall figure broke through the sky, jumping higher and higher surrounded by countless spiritual lights......

(End of chapter)