As one of the seven major families in Xiliangzhou, the Zhang family occupies three resource-rich peaks, and has all kinds of Xiuzhen shops in many cities in Xiliangzhou, and its power is very strong.

The Zhang family has a long history, has been inherited in Xiliangzhou for 500 years, is a deep-rooted existence, there are more than 10 monks in the clan, two Jindan monks, one Yuanying monk, is a Yuanying family.

The only Yuanying monk is named Zhang Xuekun, the ancestor of the Zhang family, who blesses the more than 200,000 people of the Zhang family, and makes the Zhang family rich in food and clothing.

The mountain gate of Zhangjia was more than 500 miles north of Zhaobi Mountain, and Chen Xingze hurried with all his strength and came to the foot of a towering mountain peak at noon the next day.

The height of this mountain peak is about the same as Zhaobi Mountain, but the grass and trees on the mountain are very prosperous, and there are not many such peaks on the periphery of the Lotus Mountain Range, almost all of which are occupied by big families like the Zhang family.

Chen Xingze glanced at the stone tablet 'Zhangjia Main Peak' under the mountain, and then walked along the mountain road to Zhangjia Main Peak.

After a short time, he saw a green mountain gate as high as three zhang, and two big characters 'Zhangjia' were written on the door plaque.

There are members of the Zhang family guarding the door at the door, all of them are wearing green robes, and they are all handsome.

Seeing Chen Xingze coming, a member of the Zhang family trotted over, stopped Chen Xingze and asked, "Who is it?"

Although Chen Xingze was older, he still had to be respectful to the juniors of the Zhang family, so he hugged his fists slightly and said: "I am Chen Xingze of Zhaobi Mountain, and I came to the Zhang family to pay the offering spirit stone." ”

The Zhang family member glanced at Chen Xingze contemptuously, and said unhappily: "Come with me." ”

Under the attention of the Zhang family's gatekeepers, Chen Xingze followed the junior of the Zhang family into the main peak of the Zhang family.

A road leading to the top of the main peak is about ten zhang wide, with tall trees planted on both sides of the road, and farther down the mountain is flat with patches of spiritual fields.

The spiritual field is planted with various cultivation resources such as spiritual wheat, spiritual medicine, and spiritual valley.

Next to the Lingtian are courtyards, inhabited by the mortals of the Zhang family and some spiritual planters.

Every time Chen Xingze came to the Zhang family, he was envious, and sighed in his heart when the Chen family would have such glory.

Appreciating the Zhang family's family business, Chen Xingze followed the Zhang family to the main peak.

Looking from the bottom up, you can see countless green temples standing among the peaks, and at this moment, Chen Xingze stopped in front of a temple a hundred zhang high from the foot of the mountain.

This is the temple used by the Zhang family to receive foreign guests, and it is also the location where ordinary foreign guests can reach the deepest part of the Zhang family, and Chen Xingze has never been to the palace above.

"Wait here. The Zhang family said a word, turned around and walked down the mountain.

Chen Xingze slapped the dust on the white robe, and stood quietly outside the temple, the aura in the mountains was much richer than that of the Bishan Mountain, and standing like this was a rare opportunity for him to cultivate.

Time passed little by little, and the Zhang family people who came and went passed in front of the temple, some went to the mountain, and some went to the bottom of the mountain.

Looking at the people of the Zhang family who came and went, Chen Xingze sighed again in his heart, it would be great if the Chen family also had so many monks.

When he was sighing, a crisp young voice came into his ears, and Chen Xingze actually showed a kind smile on his face.

"Fourth uncle, why are you here?" A young man in a green robe, about eighteen years old, was quite delicate, his body was extremely thin, and he was holding a folding fan in his hand.

"Xiao Xu, my uncle came to pay the offering spirit stone, and I don't know when the elders of the Zhang family will return?" Chen Xingze patted the young man's thin body.

This young man's name is Zhang Xu, born by Chen Linze, a family member of the family, thirty years ago, in order to obtain the protection of the Zhang family, the Chen family married Chen Linze, a talented woman with three spiritual roots, to the Zhang family, so there is this nephew named Zhang Xu.

Chen Linze has given birth to a total of three children over the years, Zhang Xu is the second, the eldest is named Zhang Yuan, and the third is a girl named Zhang Yu.

Zhang Xu's three spiritual roots are talented, and he is a clansman with the possibility of building a foundation, so the Zhang family has been focusing on cultivation, but Zhang Xu has no ambition by nature, likes women, and is already eighteen years old, and he is only a congenital eighth-layer cultivator.

However, the boss Zhang Yuan has a resolute personality, and Zhang Yuan of the Three Spirit Roots is now in his twenties and has reached the Qi refining period.

Zhang Yu belonged to the miscellaneous spirit root that could not be cultivated, and lived in the Zhang family's mortal village since he was a child, and the teenage Zhang Yu didn't know that he had relatives who were five hundred miles away from him.

"I'll help you ask. Zhang Xu opened the fan, and after swinging the fan a few times, he walked towards the temple in front of him.

After a while, Zhang Xu walked out with a middle-aged man, Chen Xingze knew this middle-aged man, he was the elder 'Zhang Mingzhao' who was in charge of managing the Zhang family's vassal family.

Zhang Mingzhao is Zhang Xu's uncle, his spiritual power cultivation is at the ninth level of the Qi refining period, he is wearing a green robe, and there is a black mole the size of a sesame seed on his nose, which is quite cunning.

"Brother Xingze, I've kept you waiting. Zhang Mingzhao nodded and motioned for Chen Xingze to enter the palace.

After Chen Xingze bent down and bowed his hand, he walked towards the green hall, and when he passed by Zhang Xu, he whispered to Zhang Xu: "Let your mother come here, I have something to do with her." ”

Zhang Xu smiled, frowned at Chen Xingze and said, "What's the reward?"

Chen Xingze knew his nephew's temperament, shook his head and took out a spirit stone from his sleeve robe.

Before Chen Xingze could hand over the spirit stone, Zhang Xu snatched it into his hand and trotted out of the palace.

Looking at Zhang Xu, who was running away, Chen Xingze sighed, tidied up his white robe a little and walked into the hall.

The green hall is five zhang high, the four corners of the temple are carved with phoenix birds, the pillar of the temple is the dragon elephant carving, there is a stone statue two zhang high in front of it, it is the statue of Zhang Xuekun, the ancestor of the Zhang family.

There is a huge Dan furnace under the stone statue, because the ancestor of the Zhang family is good at refining the elixir, almost all the halls of the Zhang family have such decorations.

Zhang Mingzhao sat on the main seat and said to Chen Xingze with a smile: "Brother Xingze is doing recently?"

"Elder Mingzhao's blessing, all is well. Chen Xingze said respectfully.

"Haha...... , that's good, if you have something to do, just come to me. As Zhang Mingzhao spoke, he picked up a thick leather paper ledger on the desk.

After a general glance, Zhang Mingzhao said: "This year, the Chen family is going to offer eighty spirit stones, and the demonic beasts of the Lotus Mountain Range are rampant, and our Zhang family has suffered a heavy loss. ”

The corners of Chen Xingze's mouth twitched, and he had scolded Zhang Mingzhao countless times in his heart, the demonic beasts of the Lotus Mountain Range would never appear on the outer peaks, where did the Zhang family lose, this was just an excuse for Zhang Mingzhao to eat kickbacks.

"Elder Ming Zhao, I only brought fifty spirit stones, can you make up the rest next year?" Chen Xingze said in a low voice.

"It's okay, you hand in fifty pieces first, and I'll pick up the rest myself in a few days. A hint of cunning smugness flashed in the corner of Zhang Mingzhao's eyes, and he said to Chen Xingze with a smile.