Hearing what the two said, Zhang Shiping also sighed in his heart. It is indeed worthy of being a sect inherited from the end of ancient times, and a family with a history of 10,000 to 20,000. I don't know how much.

Now the Zhang family is just branching out in secret, just to avoid disasters in the future, so that the family inheritance is cut off.

Of course, the qualifications of these sect and family monks sent out are only average, and in the end they will at most reach the Golden Core cultivation base.

And among this kind of characters, there will occasionally be a few people who have babies and become a climate, so that's another story.

For the Zongmen, such a character means that they are uncontrollable, but if it is a family, they don't have such worries, and it doesn't hurt to set up another lintel.

But now that the Zhang family has arrived, Zhang Shiping doesn't need to worry too much, as long as the news of his conceiving a baby spreads, the Zhang family will naturally be as stable as a mountain under the reputation of Xuanyuanzong and his family patriarch.

And in the future, when Zhang Shiping leaves enough incense and love in the sect, and the family background is gradually enriched, then even if he dies and dies or ascends to the gods, the Zhang family will nothing more than shrink the sphere of influence. Under the wings of such a behemoth as Yuanzong, it is naturally very easy to find a place to live.

Just like Sanyuan Island, a family whose ancestors once came from the Zongmen Yuanying Patriarch, now lives a much more nourishing life than those ordinary Jindan families. But presumably, these guys also have their own backers to continue the family inheritance.

As for the two monks Du Yu and Yan Li mentioned, Sishen and Qinan, they were sent to the West Desert since they were young. With the secret help of the Zongmen family, although they have reached Jindan, they are not enough to support them. They're to the point where they're alienated.

So Du Yu immediately nodded after hearing Yan Li's words, took out a palm-sized black jade plate, pinched the formula with one hand, and invaded it with spiritual thoughts.

At the same time, Yan Li did the same. He took out a black jade plate with the same style, and with the help of this magical weapon, the two immediately passed the order to them.

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The endless sea of ​​sand, the ancient and extremely dry wind, as if blowing from ancient times, swept across the desert, rolling up sand and gravel and tumbling hay.

The yellow-brown soil and rocks are exposed on the ground, and the wind and sand are attacking. The brittle rocks are shaking gently in the wind layer by layer. There are occasionally one or two yellow-green weeds growing tenaciously between the gaps. Occasionally, I saw a few old trees like Populus euphratica, standing desolately in the wind, without half a leaf in sight, and I don't know whether they are dead or alive.

This desert, which is very different from Nanzhou, has existed for thousands of years. Countless yellow sands are piled up here, hundreds of meters to thousands of meters deep, and underground rivers are slowly flowing underneath. flowing.

The reason why the desert is so barren is not because there is no rain. Every year, there is always a short period of specific days when heavy rain falls or snow-capped mountains and snow melt water surges in. However, these loose gravels cannot retain any moisture, either turning into water vapor and rising up, or seeping into it. underground.

And with the flow of the dark river, the oases in the desert were created by chance.

In the sand outside the oasis, there are countless sand beasts living. Most of them are buried deep in the sand, and they have unusually long-lasting patience, waiting for the prey that accidentally passes by, and the merchants that come from far away team. As long as they have a good meal, they can persist for months and years until the next feast.

The caravan, which has experienced wind and sand robbers and survived the mouth of sand beasts, drove camels and loaded goods, tossing and turning in one oasis after another in the endless sand sea, exchanging cheap and necessary goods for the desert in the desert. Gold also has precious and unique sand spirits.

The Horrible Oasis is one of the largest oasis cities on the Gobi at the edge of the endless sandy sea. In the past, they were all low-rise bungalows built of sand, gravel and mud. Occasionally, there were some multi-storey buildings that looked like towers or fortresses. It seems a bit out of the crowd.

In the whole city, the most eye-catching one is in the center of the oasis, where the magnificent palace surrounded by seven or eight feet high walls and domed like forest peaks, coconut groves and sand dates can be seen everywhere.

Looking at the past, the walls of each palace corridor are covered with reliefs made of gold, silver and jewels. After hundreds of turns, there is a white jade tower-like palace in the center of the palace. The doors were made of gold and adorned with precious stones.

At this moment, inside the golden gate of the palace, more than 20 monks with white turbans on their heads and loose white robes were sitting. They were looking at the huge wall engraved with talismans in front of them. Common fellow Taoists, chatting softly.

And everyone's faces were full of worry that couldn't go away, but no one dared to say it directly.

Until a long time later.

The talismans on the wall glowed slightly from the center, and the milky white light flowed along the lines, gradually filling the entire wall.

I saw that the wall turned into the surface of a lake, with layers of spiritual light rippling, and four monks, three men and one woman, walked out of it one after another.

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Among the three tall-nosed and brown-eyed male cultivators, there was a white-haired old man and two middle-aged men. Like everyone present, they wore loose white robes, except that the turbans used to wrap their heads were light golden satin.

The remaining female cultivator was wearing a purple gauze robe, and a mask embellished with gemstones half covered her face, only revealing her seductive eyes.

Except for this female cultivator who is in the early stage of Golden Core, the other three are all in the middle stage of Golden Core.

"I pay my respects to the Palace Master, I have met the three elders, Si Shen, Qinan, and Sha Ya." Everyone in the hall bowed in unison.

"Get up." The old man said in a rustling voice.

Then he sat down cross-legged, coughed lightly, and then continued to speak:

"The reason why I called you here this time is because I have just received the order of the ancestors. In a few days, the ancestors will retreat and work together to practice a strange method. The shortest period is thirty years, and the longest period is a hundred years. It will fall short, so you and the others have to be safe these days. In fact, this matter should not have been told to you, but you are all true disciples of the sect, and in order to reassure everyone, so as not to make random guesses in the future. But you have to The thing to keep in mind is not to spread this matter to the outside world, so as not to miss the important events of the ancestors, understand?"

"Understood." Everyone said.

Then the old man arranged some things to go on, and after half an hour, everyone left the palace one after another.

In the end, there were only four Golden Core monks left.

At this time, Si Shen, who was originally silent, said: "Brother, why should you talk about this kind of thing with your disciples, the more you talk about it, the easier it is for others to think about it."

The old man shook his head, sighed and said: "Originally, this kind of thing can be kept hidden for as long as it can be. I don't know who revealed the news yesterday, which made everyone panic. Now the monks who know the news except you and my brother. Other than that, only the disciples guarding the Lantern Palace are left. There were twenty-eight people who were on duty yesterday, and now three of them are missing, so we still have to make preparations as soon as possible."

Si Shen and Qinan looked at each other with serious expressions, and then they spoke out to comfort the old man.

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