Time: 211 A.M., early September of Yin calendar.Location: a village in Huabei.Under the night sky, there was a simple and simple village and it was particularly quiet.
The autumn in the north was gradually getting cold.
Everyone chose to hide at home and no longer came out to take a cold.In the village, there was an inconspicuous courtyard, shrouded in darkness.
It was where I lived, my home.My name was Zhang Zonglian.
My name was Qingfengzi, the sixteenth generation descendant of the Celestial Master Sect.
My master, Daomaster Xuan Yang, was the fifteenth generation Celestial Master of the Celestial Master Sect.Six years ago, my master passed away.
Before he died, he handed over the short sword of the Celestial Master School, known as Haotian, to me.
I was forced to inherit the position of Celestial Master of the sixteenth generation.His master's final words were to ask me to bring my junior martial brother Zong Zhiyuanli, the Heavenly Master.
This was because he knew that, after he passed away, someone would definitely harm us for the sake of the Heavenly Master's position.It was no wonder that the position of Celestial Master was extremely important in the Celestial Master School.
And because I was young back then, my prestige was not enough.
It was difficult for me to establish myself in the Celestial Master School as a Celestial Master.As for Master, he had never married anyone before.
He had only taken in two disciples, me and my disciple.
He was like a biological child to us, so he naturally didn't want us to be hurt in the slightest.The Celestial Master Grandmaster Sect was located in Kunlun Mountain.
It was a branch of Zhang Daoling's Zhang Tianshi.
Although it established its own Sect, it was still Zhang Tianshi's direct descendant.The Celestial Masters of the Celestial Master's Mansion had been invincible for generations, while the Celestial Masters of the Celestial Master's School were limited in quantity.
I didn't know what kind of person I was, and I was so young, yet my master passed on this position to me.As the saying goes, master's orders cannot be violated.
What's more, it's master's last words?
After master's funeral, I packed up my luggage and brought my junior brother Zong Zhi with me.
I left Kunlun Mountain and left the place where I lived for ten years.After leaving Kunlun, I wandered aimlessly with my junior brother everywhere.
It was also to increase my knowledge and experience.
After all, I used to live under the protection of my master.I want to go home, but where is home?
I enter the Dao at five and start my cultivation.
The number of times I go home can be counted with two hands.
I just vaguely remember that I have a kind mother and a very strict father.More than a year later, I took Zong Zhi back to Hebei.
Using some money left behind by my teacher, I bought an old-fashioned bungalow in the countryside.While I was living in seclusion in a mundane village, I adopted an orphan.
I was from the Celestial Master School, and I was from the next generation.
So, I named him 'Reverence'.
I took him under my tutelage and became my disciple.In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.
I have changed from a child to an adult who can really stand on his own side.
However, I still feel ashamed of the 16th generation of the Celestial Master of the Celestial Master School.
Because I understand, I will.
The difference is too great.For the past five years, I had relied on helping others deal with the supernatural incidents to survive.
Of course, in the realm of materialism, our lives were tough.
However, we were cultivators, and we didn't seek wealth and fame.
All we wanted was to peacefully cultivate and maintain our own lives.
It was enough.However, the day of September completely broke this peaceful and peaceful life of seclusion.That night, I was packing up some commonly used mystic artifacts and clothes.

At this time, a person walked in from outside the door.
He was wearing a short black daoist suit, a manor scarf on his head, and ten square shoes.
His appearance wasn't bad.
In modern terms, he was quite handsome.
His pair of eyes gave off a feeling that he had many eyes.When this person entered the house, he saw me tidying up and asked, "Senior Brother, do you want to go out?"This person was none other than the junior martial brother who had followed me down the mountain six years ago, Zong Zhi.
Zong Zhi's surname was Long, and his Daoist title was Qingyunzi.
He was as old as I was, but he had entered the sect three years later than me.
As for how old the two of us were, I couldn't disclose it.
Because the Dao didn't speak of longevity, the rules had to be abided, so I asked for everyone's forgiveness.As I packed up the things I had to bring with me, I simply replied, "Mm."Zongzhi came to my side and looked at the things I wanted to bring with me, "What's the matter?
Do I need you to go there yourself?"I put down my bag and straightened up.
"I found a few undead on the construction site.
I need to go and deal with them."After hearing this, Zongzhi asked in confusion, "Undead?
Is it the construction site of the previous mass grave?"I nodded.
"That's right."Zong Zhi said in a somewhat contemplative manner, "That mass grave has been there for at least a hundred years, but there are still unrotten undead?"I nodded and said, "So I'm going to take a look.
By the way, tidy up the shed in the yard with Cheng Wei.
I might bring the undead back."Zongzhi was stunned.
"Bring them back?
Aren't they going to be cremated?"I said helplessly, "Who would spend money to cremate undead that were excavated in a mass grave like this?
Didn't you give us some money to deal with them?"Zongzhi curled his lips and said, "Tsk, aren't you all old rich slaves?"I sighed and said, "In this society, people only recognize money.
This is also good.
We can also get some living expenses if we can prevent the corpse from changing."Zong Zhiman nonchalantly asked, "How much can that be?"Upon hearing this, I immediately criticized, "Your idea is wrong!
Master Yu Hua has been here for six years, hasn't he?"Zongzhi nodded, "Yes, it's been six years."Me: "Ever since Master Yu's transformation, our days have been worse.
But we can't complain about this either.
Cultivators have fame, wealth, and dirt.
It's enough for them to live."Seeing this, Zongzhi quickly changed the topic, "I understand.
When will senior-apprentice brother return?"I picked up my backpack and put it on my shoulder.
Looking at the clock on the wall, I said, "It's ten o'clock right now.
I'll be back by dawn."Zongzhi reminded, "Alright, be careful."I picked up a long blade that looked like a Tang Sword.
It was named the Eight Diagrams of Yin and Yang.
It was a magik artifact that my master had given me when I was at Kunlun Mountain.
The saber was a part of the Eight Diagrams of Yin and Yang.
The body of the saber was straight like a Tang Sword.
The hilt was long and slender, and it could be held with both hands.
However, it wasn't a saber, but a "blade".After getting ready, I turned to Zongzhi and said, "Mhm, you should rest early.
I'm leaving." Then, I patted Zongzhi on the shoulder and walked out.