Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 215 Lessons from the Jiang Family
"senior!"

An Zheyan came out of the house, and all the clan soldiers on both sides greeted him with smiles, all of them had friendly smiles on their faces, and even those outside the courtyard waved to him.

An Zheyan nodded one by one, and answered with a smile. Suddenly, he felt as if he had been in a lifetime. He has always acted greedily and domineeringly. .

Later, his family was ruined, and he took refuge in the Li family, until he wanted to curry favor with the Li family during a monster attack and rescued a young man from the tribe. His family said that his mother made it and wanted to send it to express his gratitude. The two chatted all night, An Zheyan grinned and asked:
"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, and replied:
"What's there to be afraid of?"

An Zheyan chewed the dumpling that tasted like shit to him, forced it down, and said with a smile:

"There is nothing to be afraid of!"

So An Zheyan and a group of clan soldiers fisted and drank wine, laughed and cried together, sat around the wall watching the girls, and took turns flying them up into the sky, scaring the group of young men so that their legs softened, An Zheyan laughed loudly Laugh, often laughing to the point of tears.

When he came back to his senses, all the clan soldiers looked at him with smiles, An Zheyan pulled the long bench and said with a smile:

"Little children, what ghost story do you want to hear today!"

The eyes of the group of soldiers opened up, and they started arguing with each other. An Zheyan watched with a smile, but never thought that there was a sound of hooves, and dust and smoke rose from the entrance of the alley. The young man in white robe stopped in front of the yard, and the man turned Dismounting, clasped fists and said in a respectful voice:
"Senior! Patriarch welcomes you."

"Tian Baihu!"

Some of the clan soldiers exclaimed, and suddenly they all got down, half-kneeled on the ground, and said in unison:
"I've seen hundreds of households!"

Tian Zhongqing nodded slightly, and saw An Zheyan on the wooden bench shaking his robe, and replied:

"I see."

After saying that, he had already soared into the sky and headed for the mountain. Tian Zhongqing glanced enviously, and a group of clan soldiers surrounded him enthusiastically. You said everything you said:
"Hundred households! How far has your cultivation reached now?"

"Brother Zhongqing! But there are Qi training monsters eating people?"

Tian Zhongqing waved his hand and replied:

"It's just the third layer of fetal breath, it's not worth mentioning. As for the matter of the Patriarch, I don't know."

The soldiers of the lower tribes asked each other for a while, and someone whispered:
"Brother Zhongqing! I heard that Uncle Xuanling made a breakthrough in Qi training, do you know if it's true or not?"

Tian Zhongqing nodded slightly when he heard the sound, and said with a smile:

"true."

A group of clan soldiers suddenly started discussing like a pot, Tian Zhongqing shook his head and smiled, got on his horse and went out of the alley.

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The stone road along the way was wiped clean, An Zheyan went up the mountain, full of doubts, and thought to himself:

"What's the matter? Even if it's a qi-training monster who sneaked in from the town, you don't have to call me up the mountain yourself."

There was no one on Lijing Mountain, only the slightly cold wind was blowing, An Zheyan murmured:
"Could it be that the Li family became suspicious because they haven't met the woman who stuffed my house in the past few years..."

He shook his sleeves, and the bluestone courtyard appeared in front of his eyes. The courtyard door was half-closed. An Zheyan pushed open the heavy courtyard door. The room was open, and two clan soldiers stood quietly outside.

An Zheyan smacked his lips, thinking of his resplendent and magnificent hall, and looking at the hut in front of him, he felt quite uncomfortable, and muttered to himself:
"An Zheyan, you really deserve to die."

Stepping forward into the plainly furnished room, An Zheyan habitually lowered his head, raised his robe, and was about to bow down, but suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The person at the top is not Li Xuanxuan, but a middle-aged man with gray temples, his eyebrows are slow and long, and his face is calm. With a six-level cultivation base, the small characters engraved on the jade slip can be seen at a glance.

""White Head Knocking on the Court Sutra""

An Zheyan knelt down on the ground with a plop, terrified and terrified in his heart, bent down, and tremblingly said:

"Zheyan... I have seen the senior!"

"Building the foundation!"

An Zheyan's head was buzzing like a nest exploded, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva in disbelief. He was a senior who practiced qi earlier than Li Tongya. From the fifth level of Qi training to the eighth level of Qi training, and now he has become a foundation again, his attitude changed from contempt to surprise, from surprise to respect, from respect to fear, and finally knelt down in front of him, the complex emotions in his heart can be seen.

"How did you build the foundation..."

Seeing that Li Tongya had reached the realm he dreamed of, An Zheyan bowed and closed his eyes, admiring and afraid, until Li Tongya opened his mouth and said with a smile:
"Brother Zheyan, please get up."

An Zheyan then straightened up, watched Li Tongya put down the jade slip, and said softly:

"I heard that your ancestor was an outer disciple of the Immortal Mansion, and this "White Head Knocking on the Court Sutra" was handed down. Would you like to elaborate?"

An Zheyan nodded hastily, not caring about calming down, recalled a few breaths, organized his words, and replied:

"The ancestor of my family, surnamed Jiang, was an outer disciple of the Immortal Mansion. He was able to practice Qi and met the minimum requirements of the Immortal Mansion. So he gave this "Bai Shou Ting Ting Sutra" and led the immortal soldiers to patrol the three regions of Moon-watching Zedong to Yuling Lake. Yu Yu, at the age of 39, became a foundation, became an immortal general, obtained these two inheritances, and took his own subordinates."

"Watching the Moon from the Three Regions of East China to the Yuling Lake Region."

Li Tongya raised his eyebrows and asked, An Zheyan quickly replied:

"From the southeast bank to the original part of the mushroom forest, it belonged to Wangyueze at that time."

Seeing Li Tongya nodded, An Zheyan continued:
"The ancestor failed to break through the purple mansion and passed away. The old man only gave birth to one son, but he was at the peak of Qi training, so he had to support his family and recruit casual cultivators to guard him. Since then, he has planted the root of disaster..."

"In another ten years, his son broke through to build a foundation, and his descendants are few. They all have spiritual apertures, and their kung fu quickly cultivates Qi. It becomes more and more difficult for their heirs to grow up. Later, his son competed for the opportunity of the Zifu and was killed. If they disagree with each other, they each support their children and grandchildren, and there is a sign of division."

An Zheyan sighed and said in a low voice:

"Foreign surnames support each other, and each regards their wives as females. They oppose each other, and the lines become more and more distant. In less than a hundred years, even the main family has a foreign surname. After three generations, there are not many people with the surname Jiang..."

Li Tongya stroked the jade slip in his palm, without saying a word, An Zheyan glanced at him, and said in a low voice:

"Therefore, there are very few monks with surnames outside the family on the lake. I am really afraid of the lessons learned by the Jiang family. I am even more afraid to death when I wait for a few families to steal the legal order. There are almost no people with surnames outside the family..."

An Zheyan straightened up, hesitated for a while, and said:

"The master's family is now ruling the Chen, Liu, Tian, ​​and Ren clans, all of whom are from Lingqiaozi. If they have not been suppressed, they may change over time..."

Li Tongya raised his eyebrows when he heard this, never thought that An Zheyan would say such a thing, he smiled softly, and replied:

"Don't worry, my family is not the Jiang family, so nothing will happen."

"This subordinate talks too much."

An Zheyan lowered his head, Li Tongya looked at him and asked:
"How old are you?"

"85."

An Zheyan responded, and said in a low voice:

"It's difficult to practice qi in kung fu, and you can only practice qi at the sixth level at the age of 85. I'm afraid there is no hope of building a foundation."

Li Tongya paused, and comforted in a low voice, then watched An Zheyan step back, picked up the jade slip in his hand that recorded "The Sutra of Kowtow at the Court", and said in a low voice:

"The world of mortals in the court... There is Jianghe Daling Jing at home, and the Zifu still has a long way to go, so there is no rush."

(End of this chapter)