In a sense, the ancestor of the official family can indeed be regarded as the first person.
In the past hundred years of Yunmengze, this is the first cultivation force camp with the exception of the Golden Lotus of the four clans.
While he was alive, the others wanted to know how the four clans would deal with a newly emerged Zhong Jinlian. If he died, the others would also like to know how the four clans would deal with the official who hid everything.
The casual cultivators need to see something, such as whether the Guan family will disappear. Other cultivating forces, whether it is a family or a sect, want to know what the Guan family will pay.
How many resources will be lost and how many people will die.
Even the official family themselves discussed it again and again before Zhang Qing and others arrived, and in the end every answer was that the family would remain silent for at least decades.
But what if this matter is taken over lightly?
In that case, everyone would be curious as to why, they did not dare to go to Chi Lake to inquire, and could only swarm towards Yangshui Lake.
They will definitely think that nothing big will happen to the official family after Zhong Jinlian dies. If there is no reason, then they can be bolder.
And can the official family block the gaze of so many evil wolves?
By then, someone from the official family will definitely die, and it won't be at the hands of the Zhang family.
This is still the result of being exposed at the peak of his foundation building, otherwise the official family will definitely suffer more serious losses.
The official spiritual fields will also be affected, and the power around Yangshui Lake will inevitably shrink. By then, the amount of spiritual rice that can be harvested every year will naturally be reduced.
Under so many factors, the spiritual stones will inevitably decrease, and the cultivation of family disciples will also become difficult.
In addition, there are ten late stage Qi practitioners in front of them, and they cannot be dismissed with one or two Foundation Establishment Pills.
For ten disciples practicing the inheritance of immortal magic to break through and build a foundation, the resources required may be several times that of ordinary monks.
Thinking of all these things, Guan Danqing lost the smile on his face.
It was not without cost that the officials broke through a golden lotus cultivator without telling the Zhang family, and the Zhang family was not so kind and kind.
The Zhang family does not want spiritual rice, but the official family's spiritual rice production will definitely be reduced, but they dare not reduce the amount sent to Chihu.
The Zhang family does not want spiritual stones, but the number of spiritual stones that the official family will have at their disposal in the future will probably make even a mouse shake its head.
The Zhang family doesn't want the Ganoderma lucidum, but as the head of the family, Guan Danqing can't use it, and he has to be frightened every day and fight to the death to protect the third-level spiritual thing.
The Zhang family did not let anyone from the official family die in anger to vent their anger, but because of this calmness, people from the official family would definitely die soon, at the hands of other immortal cultivating forces.
The Zhang family has done nothing, but the Guan family will face a devastating blow. After this, the Guan family will not be able to bear grudges against the Zhang family, but will instead make enemies with other immortal cultivating forces.
Everything was done by others and had nothing to do with the Zhang family. Guan Danqing could already imagine that the Guan family would be even more dependent on the Zhang family in a few years because they had too many enemies at that time.
"Is this Zhang Shenling?" Guan Danqing shook his head bitterly. He really couldn't hide and break through to plant golden lotus.
Without the hidden skills of the official family, he will only lose worse on the bright side.
Thinking of that name at this moment, Guan Danqing couldn't help but feel a faint fear, because he couldn't tell the other housekeepers about it yet.
Because the official family must rely on the Zhang family in the future to survive and preserve the current immortal cultivating family, he cannot let other official family members blame the Zhang family for all this.
Otherwise, the official family will only disappear faster.
The elders in the family may be able to think of it themselves, but it is useless. As long as they dare not say it, the younger generation of the family will forget the role played by the Zhang family in the subsequent experiences.
Zhang Shenling, and Zhang Qing in front of him, are trying to break the understanding of two generations of officials!
There will be two versions of the truth, and when these people die, only one will remain.
Ten disciples of the Zhang family in the late stage of Qi training, a few words on this ordinary day, laid the foundation for the future of the Zhang family and the official family for hundreds of years.
Guan Danqing didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. Perhaps it was what he thought. In the next few decades, the family would be in ruins and its foundation would wither.
Or as Zhang Qing said, this is not a bad thing. After the connection with the Zhang family becomes closer, many benefits will naturally come.
Just like the casual cultivators with foreign surnames in his official family, everyone else who left Yangshui Lake had to treat them politely in the official family's name. As the official's thugs, they enjoyed the majesty from the official family.
But now, the official family will become the Zhang family's thugs.
But at the same time, it ensures the qualifications for future development.
The two paths left his official family with no choice.
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Zhang Qing and others were arranged in an elegant courtyard, and the official family members who brought them food also had smiles on their faces.
Obviously, Guan Danqing acted quickly, and the news spread that the Zhang family wanted almost nothing.
Just 10% of spiritual rice is nothing to these officials and family members, because every year their harvest is underreported by a lot, and now they just take it out.
"Haha, at least 200,000 spiritual stones are paid every year, but they don't seem to feel it." In the small courtyard, under the bamboo forest, a delicate woman in front of Zhang Qing chuckled.
"Sister Ying, this can't be calculated like this." Zhang Qing poured tea for Zhang Ying and said at the same time.
"When everyone thought we were going to lift the roof off the official family, we just asked them for a door. The sudden psychological gap will make them think a lot."
"If you are simple-minded, you will naturally care about the 10% spiritual rice. Unfortunately, when the official family can hide a golden lotus planter for more than ten years, this family is destined to not be simple-minded."
Zhang Ying was a little curious, "How do you know they kept it secret for more than ten years?"
Zhang Qing said with a smile: "The growth cycle of the Ganoderma lucidum on the Huangshi Crystal Mother Mine is thirty years, and when I was underground, I saw there was already a palm-sized Ganoderma lucidum on it. I don't think it has been more than ten years. , won’t grow to that size.”
Zhang Ying recalled for a moment that when he was underground, there seemed to be a vague outline of Ganoderma lucidum behind the transparent yellowstone crystal.
"So, in more than ten years, there may be another golden lotus planter in the official family?"
"Maybe."
Zhang Ying couldn't help but look at Zhang Qing, and smiled the next moment, "No wonder the elders in the family say you are cunning and cunning. You have seen it today."
Zhang Qing's palm holding the tea cup froze slightly, and his smile disappeared.
Shouldn't he be praised for his bravery, intelligence and unrivaled decision-making?
He perfectly completed the task assigned by the head of the family.
What went wrong?
"Brother, the officials have sent something over!"
When Zhang Qing was puzzled, Zhang Yunyuan's surprised voice came from the door of the courtyard.
