Juncheng.
The East City Gate is usually not open because no one would run into the dangerous mountain abyss, but recently it seems that it has been opened more frequently.
"Who are you?" The two monks looked at the masked Zhang Qing warily, especially the bloody vine on his arm.
Zhang Qing raised his palm, and the red flames made the two people's eyes flicker, "Zhang family?"
"Can we still have a holiday?"
The two monks looked at each other hesitantly, and finally stepped aside to let Zhang Qing enter the city.
"I'm finally back." Zhang Qing sighed, he hadn't seen so many monks in a long time.
Originally, the person in charge of the Zhang family stationed in Juncheng was Zhang Hua, the elder of the clan, who had a cultivation level in the late stage of foundation establishment, but now he has become an elder who only had a cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation establishment.
"The clan leader returned to the family a few years ago. I will take care of this place. Nothing will happen anyway." The man named Zhang Zhu said.
"Is there nothing wrong with your hand?"
Zhang Qing looked at the blood vine and said, "It doesn't matter."
"There seems to be a lot of looseness in Juncheng?" Zhang Qing was surprised. If he had entered Juncheng before, he would have been stopped and questioned, but this time there was no trouble.
Zhang Zhu smiled and said, "Since the Gu family was destroyed, senior Qiu Hong in Juncheng has stopped taking care of things. Naturally, the monks in Juncheng have also begun to be afraid of us."
When he said this, he had a proud smile and confidence on his face. Even if he was only in the middle stage of foundation building, he could still control the huge city like Juncheng.
"Is the Gu family gone?" Zhang Qing whispered, fearing that Wu Qian died because of this.
But this speed still surprised Zhang Qing. Before leaving, he vaguely felt it. Now that he is back, everything has become a foregone conclusion.
Yun Mengze didn't wait for him, and was still heading towards the future on his own.
But Zhang Qing still had a curious question, "Whose hands did the ancient family's immortal magic inheritance fall into?"
Zhang Zhu laughed, "Of course it is in the hands of our Zhang family, and the head of the family took action, how could those people succeed?"
"But then it was sold to the Lingyue Chamber of Commerce. I'm afraid the family will have another immortal to grow the golden lotus."
"Sold?" Zhang Qing was surprised, and then realized, "You can't keep it in your hands."
This time it was Zhang Zhu's turn to be surprised. He was waiting for Zhang Qing to continue asking questions so that he could show off, but the result was nothing?
Until Zhang Qing put on the mask again and left, Zhang Zhu couldn't react, "Why?"
After leaving Juncheng, Zhang Qing discovered that Songhu Swamp, which had not changed for hundreds of years, had become completely different.
On the soft swamp ground, short hills unexpectedly appeared. Although they were short, the masks were also extremely broad.
The difference from before is that there are fewer disputes here, and the casual cultivators have begun to walk openly and openly. It seems that the era of testing when they meet has passed.
"Is it caused by the Gu family's heritage?" Zhang Qing got the answer from a casual cultivator. Now this place no longer belongs to just one person. The three clans and the Lingyue Chamber of Commerce all have their own spirit stone veins here.
Walking out of the Songhu Swamp, Zhang Qing found that the water and land had become a little different.
Red flames streaked across the sky and fell into the turbid river water. There was a horrifying roar. A pair of bloody eyes in the black mist stared at Zhang Qing, and then turned into black ashes in the flames.
Zhang Qing collected the ashes. The spiritual materials produced after the death of ghosts seemed to contain cold air and could be used to make many things.
Standing on the plain, the feet are covered with weeds, but you can still vaguely see that the once fertile land here was a place where mortals grew food.
"It's only been a few years, but ghosts have already begun to come out openly and cause harm to people."
Thinking of this, Zhang Qing stopped staying and turned into fire and flew away into the sky.
Chihu, the island in the middle of the lake.
Zhang Qing's return still caused some fluctuations in a small area, because these people also knew that Zhang Shenling asked Zhang Qing to leave, and it was considered the second batch of monks sent by the family to Yun Mengze, although there was only one.
In the attic, Zhang Qing told the answer given by Li. Everyone, including Zhang Shenling, fell silent, and their faces became extremely solemn.
"Although he is on the horizon, he may appear in Yunmengze at any time. He is always moving forward."
Zhang Qing looked at Zhang Shenling, "I don't think staying here is a good choice."
"Then have you found a suitable place to go?" Zhang Shenling asked back.
Zhang Qing was silent. Neither the Divine Eagle Temple nor the City of Ten Thousand Demons were suitable for Zhang Qing. That desolate place seemed better, but Zhang Qing didn't know the specific situation and couldn't comment.
"Even if we want to leave, we won't leave immediately. If we don't bring enough benefits to Yun Mengze, we won't be able to stand even if we leave."
Zhang Shenling said: "However, the news you brought back is also very important. No one is allowed to discuss this matter after it comes out. In addition, the family has some plans that need to be accelerated."
He looked at Zhang Shenyuan and other ancestors, "Try to recover the surrounding resource points as much as possible. Yunmengze has been a little unstable recently. It may be difficult for us to control the place that is too far away."
"Are the ghosts active again?"
Zhang Shenling nodded, "I don't know how many more monks have emerged over the years. The Yin Division seems to be very anxious. I'm afraid it won't last a hundred years."
Although everyone in Yunmengze knew the answer, no one was willing to be the first to reduce the number of new monks because they did not believe that other forces would do the same.
If the number of monks is not enough, the strength will be insufficient. If the strength is not enough, there is a danger of destruction, so no one dares to stop. There are more and more cultivators in Yunmengze, and they have even spread to the mortal country. Everyone knows about cultivating immortals.
At the right time, Zhang Qing also took out the jade pendant with dense cracks, which moved everyone present.
"Haha, hahahaha!" Zhang Shenling laughed wildly, and several ancestors also had blazing eyes. In their opinion, the future in the clouds and fog was far less shocking than this fairy peach tree.
"It is indeed right to let you out. If I could, I would still throw you out." Zhang Shenling looked excited.
"Use all available resources to make this peach tree bear fruit in the shortest possible time. As long as we can beat the time, Yunmengze will be ours."
After explaining some information about the City of Ten Thousand Demons in Shenying Temple and the Million Mountains, only Zhang Qing and Zhang Shenling were left in the attic. ъ
"You absolutely cannot go to the City of Ten Thousand Demons, and the Divine Eagle Temple is not a good choice. I even think it is even less suitable than the City of Ten Thousand Demons."
"As long as those temples and spiritual mountains exist, the family will never get ahead."
Zhang Shenling nodded, "I have excluded the Divine Eagle Temple a long time ago. Those bald donkeys are not as easy to talk to as the ones you encountered."
"As for the desolate land..." Zhang Shenling also fell silent. "There are countless natural disasters there. I'm not sure if the family can pass it on for a hundred years after taking it there."
The three areas outside Yunmeng Ze were not good places. Zhang Qing also fell silent and did not continue the topic.
"What are the family master's plans for Yun Mengze?"
He always felt that although the head of the family said he wanted to take the family away, he seemed to have a different kind of nostalgia for Yunmengze.
Zhang Shenling became extremely quiet. After a long time, he looked at Zhang Qing and said, "I don't know either, but I suspect that Yun Mengze has a chance, a huge chance."
"If I can't hold it in my hands, I'm afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life."
