"Is this what you and the head of the family used to talk about, conspiracy?"
Zhang Bairen asked aloud. After Zhang Qing said this, he naturally understood what was going on.
Two years, three paths.
One is to integrate into this cultivation world, where large and small forces can coexist for mutual benefit, but the difficulty of the Zhang family's expansion will also increase hundreds of times.
One is to continue killing, so that all the monks on this land have to stand on the opposite side of the Zhang family. As time settles, the Zhang family is struggling.
The last one was also done deliberately by them. There is spiritual rice in Miye City, but if the Zhang family takes this path, they will have to suffer terrible consequences, and people will definitely die.
This is the choice given to the Zhang family by the five major forces. Although it can only last for two years, they also think they have shown their goodwill.
Since your Zhang family has this strength, we can tolerate you settling in this practice world.
Obviously, the Zhang family chose the third option, but it was the three major families who died in the end.
"Any decision requires a price, and the premise is that you can bear the price."
"If a family is established, people will definitely die. It's just a matter of when and who will die."
Zhang Qing looked around. The living members of the Zhang family were collecting the bodies of their dead members and about to transport them back to Chilang Gorge.
"The conspiracy is not unsolvable. The head of the family asked the two of us to come and deal with this matter. This is the purpose."
At this moment, Zhang Qing also roughly understood why Zhang Shenling asked him to come to Miye City with Zhang Bairen.
There has to be a group of people who can bear the counterattack from those major forces, and he chose the people here to bear the price.
"As long as you are strong enough, everyone and everything you see are chess pieces."
Half a month later.
Chilang Gorge, on the edge of the majestic cliff, the blood-red waves in front of it beat on the cliff that has been strong for countless years, rubbing out a gleaming halo, which is the rhythm of the ocean tide.
But on this day, no one paid attention to this, but looked solemnly at the burning bamboo rafts ahead.
In more than a year, this was the largest funeral held for a clan member, because the number of clan members who died at sea was also the largest.
The waves surge, bringing the thoughts on the shore to the far end of the sky, and the breeze blows by, marking the vividness of life and death.
"Live and die."
Standing at the front of everyone, the flame in Zhang Bairen's hand flew towards the sky, eventually turning into a flying firebird, its cry spread for miles.
The flames turned into ashes as the bamboo raft was exhausted, gradually dissipating under the clear sky.
After today, everyone in the family knew one thing. After the current family leader advocated the abdication of Shenling, the next candidate for the family head would be Zhang Bairen.
Naturally, there will be a lot of gossip. After all, compared to others, Zhang Bairen's presence is not high.
"It's actually the uncle from the Hundred Blades clan. I thought it was the uncle from the Zhang Qing clan, or Zhang Jun from the Ye clan."
"Uncle Zhang Liang is not bad. It is said that in the past two months, he defeated three golden lotuses from three major families in the north. He almost killed one of them. Moreover, there is less pressure in the north now. Most of them were done by Uncle Zhang Liang."
Regarding the selection of the new head of the family, everyone actually still hopes that Zhang Shenling can stick to it, but this head of the family has no intention of doing so and has already decided on this matter.
However, it was also decided that the head of the family must have the cultivation level of a golden lotus. Now that the Zhang family is no longer what it used to be, the head of the family must not be weak in cultivation.
The most talked about thing about Zhang Bairen right now is his insufficient cultivation.
"Are you really going to become the head of the Zhang family?" On the beach, a figure leaned on Zhang Bairen's shoulder. The two of them sat on the cliff together, watching the waves rising into the sky in front of them.
Regarding Zhang Bairen's succession, apart from the Zhang family, the Wang family should be the most festive and lively among the outside world.
When they followed the Zhang family to Shenting, they were also worried. It took them a long time to wait until their own territory was given to them by the Zhang family, and everything began to slowly get on track.
Zhang Bairen will become the head of the Zhang family, which is undoubtedly a great thing for the Wang family, and the women of the Wang family will also become the mistress of the Zhang family.
Under such circumstances, many members of the Wang family who had been opposed at first changed their attitudes in the shortest possible time. Everyone had a smile on their face, and they seemed to be attracting attention even when they went out to Qingyan City.
"Today, Fellow Daoist Wang..."
"What? You also know that the future mistress of the Zhang family is my Wang family?"
"..."
For the huge Zhang family, even if foreign invasion is everywhere, it still cannot change the popular sentiment within the family.
Especially now that generations have changed, people many years ago were unfamiliar with the older generation of monks.
"Haha, one day, I actually feel like I am an old man."
On the towering top, Zhang Qing, Zhang Yunyuan and Zhang Baiyu were each leaning on a lonely pine tree. On a white jade stone square hundreds of meters away from them, the crowd was surging, cheering and cheering.
It was the Zhang family's annual fighting competition. Although rankings were not important, there would always be some good rewards for the outstanding ones, which would attract the pursuit of those Qi-training monks.
This is a grand gathering for the Qi Practitioners. Of course, it has nothing to do with people like Zhang Qing. Those people don’t know that just a few hundred meters away on the top of a steep mountain, several elders with strong cultivation levels are quietly watching. This scene.
"Back then, although we didn't lack resources, we didn't have enough resources to heal injuries at will. It's not like today, when a battle requires tens of thousands of spirit stones and elixirs to be consumed."
"You're so rich!" Zhang Baiyu said with great pride, attracting disdainful looks from two people next to him.
He is now a standard playboy in the eyes of outsiders. He has an endless supply of spiritual stones in his hands. He comes here all day long just to please the female cultivators, and he is said to not refuse anyone who comes.
There were even rumors that this guy was Zhang Shenling's illegitimate son, which aroused the recognition of many people.
However, Zhang Qing and the others still knew that it was not that Zhang Baiyu had too many spiritual stones, but that his cultivation made it difficult to use spiritual objects.
The reconciliation of yin and yang is his best panacea. Basically, the resources given to him by his family are exchanged for spiritual stones and squandered.
"This is not enough." Zhang Qing said casually. Now the family's territory is not small, but it is not saturated yet. The family's ambitions are far beyond the current territory.
After speaking, he looked at Zhang Baiyu, "By the way, when can you plant golden lotuses? The family now faces five major forces from the north to the south, and the number of golden lotuses planted is still too small."
"Brother Zhang Liang has been in trouble in the north several times. He needs to plant golden lotus to counterattack those three families."
Zhang Baiyu was a little embarrassed, "I still need some knowledge before I can grow golden lotus. I'm still a little far away at the moment."
In fact, he also knew very well that many people in the family indulged him because they had high expectations for his future.
As far as flames are concerned, no one in the entire Zhang family can match his purity and extreme.
