Five months have passed, and nothing has changed in Shizhai, just like when Jiang Zhong first came.

At the gate of the stone village, Lei Bo and Wang Shu were playing with stones at the gate of the village.

Seeing Jiang Zhong who suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, Lei Bo and Wang Shu were immediately taken aback.

However, when they saw Jiang Zhong's face clearly, they were immediately pleasantly surprised: "You are the little immortal last time!"

"Little fairy, you left suddenly last time, you haven't heard from you for so long, the fifth master is about to die, fortunately you have nothing to do!"

"It's nothing, I encountered some things, and I was delayed, didn't I come back!" Jiang Zhong said with a smile.

He likes the simple and enthusiastic atmosphere of Shizhai very much, and he always feels like he is home.

"By the way, Fifth Master, is he okay?"

Last time he traveled in a hurry, Jiang Zhong didn't wait for Zhang Wuye, who was stunned by the old devil, to wake up.

"Fifth Master, he's fine, he's doing well now, and he mentioned you to us just now!" Wang Shule said.

"That's good, I'll go see the fifth master first, and I'll talk to you later!" Jiang Zhong nodded.

"Okay!"

Hearing Jiang Zhong say this, Wang Shu and Lei Bo then went to the side to play with stones.

Jiang Zhong walked to the vicinity of Zhang Wuye's house, and saw that Wuye was sitting in the courtyard, his face was sad, as if he had something on his mind.

"Fifth Master, I'm back!" Jiang Zhong greeted Fifth Master Zhang.

"Brother Jiang, you're back!"

When Zhang Wuye heard Jiang Zhong's voice, he was stunned at first, and then hurriedly trotted over, and said excitedly: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back!"

These days, he hasn't been doing very well, especially since Jiang Zhong has disappeared for so long and hasn't come back. I sighed all the time, full of sadness, and blamed myself very much.

In his opinion, more than five months have passed, Jiang Zhong must have been more auspicious, and he must be trapped and died in the Purple Mountain like his ancestor Zhang Jiye thousands of years ago.

"I'm sorry, I'm worried about you, Fifth Master!" Jiang Zhong said with some apologies.

"It's okay, just come back, I'll be relieved if you come back! Wait a minute, we have to celebrate." ”

Zhang Wuye swept away the depression, the wrinkles on his old face melted, and he looked much younger again.

"Today is truly worth celebrating!"

Jiang Zhong quietly took out a silver book with a whole body and a hundred catties, which was the "Book of Yuantian".

Seeing "Yuantian Book", Zhang Wuye was so shocked that he almost didn't stand firm and fell to the ground.

Then, he quickly pulled Jiang Zhong into his room and closed the door.

"You, you...... Really took this book out!" Zhang Wuye said excitedly.

"Yes, a lot of hardship, a near death. But I finally came out with the Book of Heaven. Jiang Zhong said with a smile.

"Okay, okay......"

Zhang Wuye trembled and helped Jiang Zhong sit down, poured him a cup of tea, and asked him to explain what had happened.

When he heard that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was trapped in Zishan, he was stunned for a while.

"I didn't expect that the fairy in Yaochi was so affectionate and righteous, and the first ancestor of my Zhang family owed her. ”

Soon, Jiang Zhong finished speaking, and until a long time passed, the old man could not calm down.

"Alas, my Zhang family's long-inherited "Yuantian Book" has finally been found. Zhang Wuye still sighed a little.

He rubbed the silver book with his rough calloused fingers, and he was filled with emotion, and after a long time, his mind slowly calmed down.

Suddenly, Zhang Wuye stood up and solemnly came to Jiang Zhong with a silver book.

"You have worked hard to get this book, although this book has been kept by my Zhang family for a long time, but now, it is yours, you must put it away, you can't let others find it!" Zhang Wuye said solemnly.

Jiang Zhong shook his head and said, "There is no need for this, I have already written down the content of this book, and naturally according to what I said before, the things will return to their original owners!"

Zhang Wuye's fingers trembled slightly, opened his mouth, and said after a long time: "I'm old, I don't have the energy to study this book, and my children and grandchildren are all fools, and none of them are talented, so I can't learn this book." ”

"However, if you don't need it in the future, if you see that there are smart people in my Zhang family, you can pass it on to them. ”

If it was when he was young, the high-spirited Zhang Wuye might have accepted this book a long time ago and studied hard.

But now, he is old and frail, and he does not have the same spirit as before.

Moreover, he has a hidden worry, the Northern Regions are very chaotic, and the rogue is rampant, if it is known that the Zhang family suddenly got the "Book of Yuantian" again, he is afraid that he will not be able to keep it.

If it was Jiang Zhong, it would be different, he was not only a monk, but also from the Jiang family in the Eastern Wilderness, with huge power, and no one dared to fight his idea.

"That's it, then I'll keep the "Book of Yuantian" on my behalf, but I will also leave a copy of the content of the book for you, the fifth master, if anyone wants to learn, the fifth master, you can see it, just pass it on to him to learn!" Jiang Zhong said.

He stretched out his hand to the center of Zhang Wuye's eyebrows, and put all the contents of the Yuantian Book into Zhang Wuye's mind, including his own understanding and experience of the "Yuantian Book" in the past few months.

At the same time, he also set a ban in Zhang Wuye's mind.

If anyone dares to forcibly search Zhang Wuye's soul and know the content of the Book of Heaven, then the content of the Book of Heaven in Zhang Wuye's mind will disappear, which can be regarded as a kind of guarantee.

A large amount of text information came out of his mind, which made Zhang Wuye tremble, and then he only felt dizzy, and it took a long time to recover.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that I, an old man, would be able to learn the Book of Heaven in my lifetime, even if I go like this tomorrow, I have no regrets!"

Feeling the various mystical methods recorded in the Book of Heaven, Zhang Wuye said stupid words excitedly.

"That's not good, Fifth Master Zhang, your body is still so tough, but you have to live a few more years. Anyway, we have to find a suitable successor and pass it on!" Jiang Zhong said with a smile.

He also left a little hope for Ye Fan, if Ye Fan came to Zhang Wuye's stone village like the original plot, he would have the opportunity to get the "Book of Yuantian" directly from Zhang Wuye, which would save time and effort.

The only difference is that Jiang Shenwang has already been out of trouble, and he is afraid that he will not be able to learn the secret of fighting words, and it will be more difficult at first.

"Good, good, good!"

Zhang Wuye said hello three times in a row, and even the wrinkles on his face disappeared when he smiled.

"Then I'll live him for a few more decades!"

"By the way, Fifth Master, you still have a coffin here, you almost forgot that I brought back the body of your ancestor, it is better to let him be buried as soon as possible!" Jiang Zhong said solemnly.

"Oh?"

Zhang Wuye's smile froze, and he became serious.

"Brother Jiang come with me!"

The two came to a dilapidated yard behind Zhang Wuye's stone house, although the yard was broken, it was very clean, and it was obvious that someone usually came to clean it.

In the deepest part of the courtyard, there is a sarcophagus, which looks like it has been around for some years.

"People like us who live in the Northern Regions may be gone one day, so when we are young, we will consider preparing coffins for ourselves, so as not to trouble others and cause trouble to others even after death!"

"This sarcophagus was originally prepared for myself a few years ago, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now for the burial of the ancestors!"

Zhang Wuye's tone was full of emotion.

"Hum—"

He pushed open the lid of the coffin and said to Jiang Zhong: "Brother Jiang, you can release the remains of my ancestors!"

"Good!"

Jiang Zhong nodded.

He took out the Qiankun bag, released Zhang Jiye's remains in the bag, and sent them into the coffin.

It was a white bone full of cracks, and even many parts of the body had been broken, and there were a lot of broken bones.

In the center of the eyebrows of the skull, there is a daunting hole, which makes people a little afraid no matter how many times they look at it, which is the biggest cause of death.

"Alas, the ancestors of the past suffered so much, and died a miserable life. However, I can finally be buried in the old soil, and I can feel at ease under the Nine Springs of the Ancestors!"

Zhang Wuye's face was gloomy, and he almost wanted to cry, feeling sad for his ancestor Zhang Jiye.

He slowly pushed the lid of the coffin on, unable to bear to continue to witness the death of his ancestors.

After Zhang Wuye completely pushed the lid of the coffin up, Jiang Zhong's eyes shot out two sharp rays of light, and a big hole was punched in the ground, which was one or two meters deep.

"Just bury it here, let the seniors die as they deserve!"

Jiang Zhong also sighed a little.

He picked up the sarcophagus, gently lowered the sarcophagus into the hole, and then kicked hard with his right foot, and waited on the ground, and the ground on the side immediately moved closer to the big hole and buried the sarcophagus.

Then, Jiang Zhong stretched out his hand to summon a boulder, cut it into a tombstone with divine power, and carved "The Tomb of the Ancestors of the Zhang Family" on it!

When he was done, he placed the tombstone on top of the tomb and planted it.

That's all he can do.

"There's Brother Lao Jiang!"

Zhang Wuye was grateful.

"It's nothing, since I got the "Book of Yuantian" from my predecessors, I should do this!" Jiang Zhong waved his hand.