Chapter 391： Appreciate the clouds

The eight members of Zhang Family's qi training clan who were present said yes one after another.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping nodded, and said in a deep voice: "The eight of you must work together after entering the Tongxuan Secret Realm. If you let me know who stumbled secretly, the clan rules are there, and you have to think clearly about the consequences." ,Do you understand?"

The eight people looked solemn and bowed in response. As for whether eight people will be together in the secret realm, or divided into two or three people, that's another matter. Zhang Shiping can't control so much what they do when they enter the secret realm. But they are all members of the same clan, Zhang Shiping doesn't want to see this happen, maybe if the Zhang family grows stronger in the future, the relationship between the clan members will not be as close as when they were weak, but now he is the master of the family, he has the final say.

It would be even better if there were some members of the family who disobeyed him. Such clan members have high spirits and are generally not weak in ability. Such people may be able to open up a new Zhang family. The ancient family in the Baimang Mountains was like this. Some of the less advanced clansmen refused to accept the ancestors of the ancient family's golden core, and directly left the family to make a living. The Gu family members were taken away, and a new Gu family was established in Baimang Mountain.

As for the original Jindan patriarch of the ancient family, he looked at it cheerfully, not only did he not take action to suppress and hunt him down, but he also secretly sent someone to protect him for a while when this junior's cultivation base was not high. For Daoist Jindan, it is enough that the family and bloodline can be passed on. As for which family it is, that is not an important thing.

One surname is Shuangjindan, such a good story has been passed down in Baimang Mountain for a long time. The ancestor of the ancient family has both face and liking in front of many Jindan fellows. As for the newly-established Jindan real person of the ancient family, when he sees the ancestors of the original family, no matter whether it is from blood or cultivation, he is reluctant, and he will still perform the gift of the younger generation.

After Zhang Shiping ordered them a few words, he secretly sent a few words to Zhang Hengren's spiritual sense, telling him to pay attention to those young people in the family, don't let them develop the stink of high-mindedness and low-handedness, and do it when they should. This kind of thing is like taking care of trees. The root needs to be straight, the stem needs to be upright, and the branches and branches need to be cut clean with a knife or an axe. Only in this way can the family have a long history. If there is an unscrupulous younger generation in the clan, causing great disasters to the family, part of the reason is that there is a problem with the family atmosphere, and it is only the fault.

Of course, the Zhang family has not reached this state yet. It is just that some young clansmen have slackened in their practice, or they have taken themselves for granted and become more confident blindly. !

"Okay, it's good that you understand. The rest of Heng Ren's work will be left to you. I will pick you up to Tongxuan Secret Realm after seven days." After Zhang Shiping said this, he saw that the few people present They all looked extremely restrained, and didn't say anything more, turned around and left amidst the sound of respect from everyone.

Zhang Shiping crossed the threshold, raised his hand to signal the people behind to stop, and left alone, walking in the mountains, when some young clansmen saw him, they were surprised at first, and then quickly bowed and stepped aside, shouting "Meet the ancestors." .”

When Zhang Shiping walked over, these clansmen got up.

The mountain was too deserted, Zhang Shiping saw from a distance several clansmen wearing Zhang family costumes, sitting cross-legged in some spiritual places, or meditating alone, or two or three sitting and discussing. The appearance of these people was already a little strange to Zhang Shiping. He didn't go there, not wanting to disturb them, so he turned around quietly and walked into another path.

The more trees there are in the mountains, the deeper and quieter it becomes. The gurgling running water came over with a tinkling sound, accompanied by a few clear and crisp cries. Zhang Shiping looked up and saw a few birds with bright feathers jumping and soaring among the treetops, or perhaps When they sensed that someone was coming, they chirped and flew towards the sky.

Zhang Shiping picked a weed on the side of the road, cleaned it up, bit the remaining bare straw in his mouth, found a green grass under the forest, and lay down leisurely. He squinted his eyes, looking at the leaves, the mottled light and shadow swayed on him as the mountain wind blew the leaves.

The white clouds in the sky are like gray dogs, unpredictable, and the old trees in the mountains still look the same after decades. Zhang Shiping stretched out his hand, and stuck it quietly on the brown-gray tree root, feeling the majestic vitality contained in the trunk of this old tree, and the wisps of aura that emanated from the old tree's breathing, very happy Thin, but it exists.

Zhang Shiping closed his eyes, the straw stick in the corner of his mouth was shaking slightly. This moment of leisure reminded him of the time in Zhengyang Zongye Kunshan, but it was gone forever. The past can be cherished, but never regretted, because the past is the past.

He emptied his mind and immersed himself in the moment leisurely.

One stick of incense, half an hour, two hours...

When Zhang Shiping felt someone walking in slowly he opened his eyes, turned his head, and saw a disciple of the Zhang family wearing a green shirt in the afterglow of the evening sun, Walking out from the depths of the mountain forest, he was a bit embarrassed, his clothes were covered with dust, his hands were tightly wrapped with gray-black cloth straps, and some blood seeped from the cloth straps.

The child seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he walked past Zhang Shiping with somewhat unsteady steps. Perhaps it was because the sky was a little dark and the child didn't see Zhang Shiping's face clearly, or the child was not too old to know Zhang Shiping, the patriarch of the Zhang family.

He just glanced at Zhang Shiping who was lying on the ground, saw that the young man had a grass dangling from the corner of his mouth, and walked past Zhang Shiping without saying anything.

Zhang Shiping turned over and sat up, looked at the boy who was walking past, saw that the boy looked much more stable than other children in the clan, so he waved and shouted: "Son, child."

When the child heard Zhang Shiping calling him, he stopped and turned to look at Zhang Shiping, but he didn't walk over directly, he looked a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping stood up, patted the grass roots stuck to his clothes, and walked towards the child with some scrutiny. After just a few steps, Zhang Shiping almost saw the child's details.

This child's cultivation base is average, and his cultivation base is one or two levels weaker than that of Zhang family disciples of the same age. But because he has practiced the body training method, if he fights at the same level, those children who are only in the early and middle stages of qi refining will probably be evenly divided with this child.

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