Chapter 445 Split

After receiving Qingchan's message, Zhang Zhixuan immediately returned to Montenegro with Qingchan from Lingjing Cave.

Twenty days have passed like this. After not seeing Patriarch Zhang for a long time, the monks from the Su family who came to report the funeral were already a little irritable. After all, they had to go back for the funeral. If they waited too long, Su Heng's body would be cremated, and they would not be able to make it to the final farewell to their master.

After returning to Black Mountain, Zhang Zhixuan met with Su Heng's disciples at the top of Black Mountain. He greeted them very politely to sit down: "My relationship with your ancestor Su is unusual. Although we cannot be said to be life-and-death friends, we have fought in many battles. We also have a deep friendship with each other. Now that he is gone, it is natural for me to take a last look at him.

But it's unfortunate that you came this time. I was at a critical moment, so I kept you waiting for a while. I hope you won't complain. "

In the battle with the Hongshan Sect a few years ago, the three Zifus of the Zhang family made great achievements. They killed six monks from the Zifu, including many masters from the later stages of the Zifu.

In recent years, the three of them have been in the limelight. Even the casual cultivators of Heishan are proud of them. Their power has surpassed that of the ancestor Liang of Heishan back then.

As a prestigious Zifu monk, the ancestor of the Zifu was very polite and explained a few extra words. The Su family monks who had been left alone for more than twenty days also put down their complaints and took a ride on Zhang Zhixuan's floating cloud boat. Follow him back to Shadowless Mountain.

Compared with Jiufeng Mountain, Wuying Mountain is closer to Black Mountain. When Zhang Zhixuan came to Wuying Mountain, Su Lianghan, who came from Jiufeng Mountain, also arrived not long ago.

Su Heng's coffin has not had time to be cremated, and is still waiting for relatives and friends to express their condolences. After Zhang Zhixuan arrives, there is still time to take a last look at this old friend.

Seeing Su Heng's old appearance, Zhang Zhixuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and the scenes from that year seemed to echo in his ears.

"This man worked together with me to fight against Mu Huaishan, a monk from the Purple Mansion. In less than seventy or eighty years, most of the old friends who participated in this battle have gone to the underworld."

The past events gradually came back to mind. Seeing this old friend, Zhang Zhixuan seemed to have returned to seventy years ago.

Back then, I and others were so high-spirited that they relied on their cultivation in the foundation building period to kill Mu Huaishan on the second floor of the Zi Mansion. Among them, the two people who acted as the most important killing force were himself and Su Heng.

Because of their great achievements in this battle, the two of them were given Foundation Establishment Pills one after another. Relying on the Foundation Establishment Pills given by the sect, the Zhang family trained Zhang Sihong, and the Su family also trained Su Ziyuan.

Just when Zhang Zhixuan was lost in memories, bursts of quarrels reached his ears.

It turns out that the two parties involved in the quarrel were Su Ziyuan and Su Lianghan. The matter they were quarreling over was which spiritual mountain Su Heng was buried in.

Although Su Ziyuan is not a direct bloodline of Su Heng, Su Heng has always treated him as his own son, and their relationship is like that of a biological father and son. Su Heng has been with Su Ziyuan in the last few years, settling in Wuying Mountain.

Su Lianghan was a direct blood descendant of Su Heng. Seeing Su Heng's arrangements before his death, he took more care of him and placed him in Jiufeng Mountain, where the conditions were higher.

Although Jiufeng Mountain's spiritual veins are not as high-level as Wuying Mountain, it is densely populated nearby, a large number of spiritual fields have been developed, and a population of tens of thousands has been reproduced, and its foundation is far higher than that of Wuying Mountain.

Hearing these noises, Zhang Zhixuan's expression changed, and he became impatient for a moment.

Even though he is an old friend, Zhang Zhixuan cannot ignore his funeral affairs.

Seeing Zhang Zhixuan walking out of the mourning hall with a livid face, Su Ziyuan and the others immediately shut their mouths, not daring to say anything in front of him.

"Originally, I shouldn't interfere with your family's family affairs, but Su Heng is an old friend of mine, so I will just say a few words. It's up to you whether you listen or not. Since you don't want to stay together, I think we should separate. , As for Lao Su, of course he must be buried in Jiufeng Mountain, where his wife's cemetery is. What would it be like to bury him alone in Wuying Mountain?

Su Ziyuan, I will give you a piece of advice today: never forget your roots.

What you have achieved today is not because of your great ability, but because of your master Su Heng. Without his support, you would be no different from a casual practitioner in the Qi training period who was like mud on the Black Mountain. As soon as he left, you wanted to fight for the right to speak in the Su family, and you wanted to separate him from his wife and not be able to reunite in the underworld. Have you thought a little about your master? "

Zhang Zhixuan's words were very rude. Under his severe reprimand, Su Ziyuan was sweating profusely in an instant.

Not to mention the huge difference in cultivation, the Su family's ability to gain a foothold in Wuying Mountain also relies on the support of Black Mountain. It is precisely because of Black Mountain's support that they can develop in Wuying Mountain.

Originally, it was unreasonable for Su Ziyuan to bury Su Heng in Wuying Mountain. After being scolded by Zhang Zhixuan, his expression suddenly changed, and he said with a look of fear: "I want Master to be buried in Wuying Mountain. I have no other intention. Over the years, The master’s disciples have separated. His old man’s disciples are all in Wuying Mountain, and his tribe has settled in Jiufeng Mountain. Even when his old man was here, the exchanges between us were decreasing, and the distance between us was increasing year by year. Split has become inevitable. . I let Master be buried in Wuying Mountain just for the convenience of worshiping later, not to compete for the right to speak."

Zhang Zhixuan was noncommittal after hearing this, and pointed at Su Ziyuan and said: "Where is your master's storage bag? Today, while I am in charge, I will simply separate Lao Su's relics, so as to save you from fighting in the same room in the future, and let him not be allowed to be down there. peaceful."

"The storage bag has been given to nephew Lianghan."

"Bring it here and take a look."

Su Lianghan did not dare to neglect and handed Su Heng's storage bag to Zhang Zhixuan. Zhang Zhixuan broke through the restriction and looked at it casually, and his expression improved slightly.

He and Su Heng had experienced several battles together, and he knew the magic weapons he was good at very well. Seeing that many of these magic weapons were left to Su Lianghan, Zhang Zhixuan believed that Su Ziyuan was not fighting for Su Heng's inheritance. Heng's descendants are in trouble.

"Okay, since you don't like each other, it would be better to separate in the future. If you want to pay homage to the master, it won't take long to go to Jiufeng Mountain. What does it look like to be noisy in front of outsiders?"

Zhang Zhixuan scolded both parties, watched everyone cremate Su Heng's ashes, and then returned to Montenegro with a heavy heart.

After returning to Montenegro, Zhang Zhixuan casually talked about what happened at Su Heng's funeral with Qing Chan, and then said with emotion: "As soon as Old Su left, the clan disciples had conflicts. I don't know what will happen to the Zhang family after we leave." Do you think they will get into a fight over the treasures we left behind?"

Qingchan smiled and said: "How do we manage the affairs of future generations? It's good to manage yourself well. No matter how well the system is established, it is always people who implement it.

People have all kinds of thoughts and desires, all kinds of conflicts of interest, and they are bound to be entangled in all kinds of cause and effect. Even if we become gods, we must leave this world. If the Zhang family declines in the future, it will be because of the incompetence of future generations. What does it have to do with us?

The top priority is to find a successor. I think the next generation of foundation-building monks in my family has not yet had such a candidate. "