Xie Lianhuan thought for a long time.
"We don't know what was in the tomb they excavated, but our skills were truly honed in that tomb."
"That year I had already planned to retire, but alas, the temptation is too great now."
Xie Lianhuan murmured.
How could he watch Zhang Tian's strength grow step by step.
And his own son had also embarked on this path again.
"Zhang Tian must have anticipated when he founded the Nine Gates that we might return to our old ways."
"He is still the sect leader now, and his strength is formidable. If we want to steal, we must get his consent."
Er Yuehong said from the side.
"Then what do we do? Should we go and seek his opinion?"
Xie Lianhuan asked doubtfully.
"I know for a fact that that brat from the Wu family was secretly sent abroad by Zhang Tian to steal from tombs."
Xie Lianhuan murmured.
"We'll wait for the next time to discuss it with him. He'll most likely agree to let us go."
Er Yuehong said indifferently.
To be honest, he didn't want to go.
Because it was no longer an era of war and turmoil.
There was no longer a need to steal from tombs to help refugees.
So Er Yuehong had no reason to steal from tombs.
But Xie Lianhuan was different. He was ruthless and intelligent, and he knew that for the Xie family to prosper, their strength could not be lacking.
At least, it could not be worse than the Wu family and the other families.
Only then would they not be ostracized within the Nine Gates and have a place.
At this moment, while Xie Lianhuan and the two were discussing.
The antique shop.
Zhang Tian's home.
Li Xueqin and Zhang Xiangtian sat on the sofa.
Four eyes looked at Zhang Qilin on the other end of the sofa.
"Qilin, what's wrong with you? You seem a bit absent-minded lately."
"Tell me the truth, are you sick?"
Li Xueqin looked at Zhang Qilin with concern in her eyes.
Zhang Qilin touched his head.
"I think... I'm starting to forget some things."
Zhang Qilin's brows furrowed.
He looked at Li Xueqin.
His eyes were devoid of color, but Li Xueqin could feel Zhang Qilin's emotions from her heart.
"Don't worry, Qilin, we're always here."
"It's just a sickness, it will get better soon."
Li Xueqin comforted him.
She glanced at Zhang Xiangtian.
Zhang Xiangtian also shook his head, indicating he didn't know.
"I just forgot some things from a few years ago."
"It's okay."
Zhang Qilin said softly.
He looked at the people in front of him, wanting to remember them in his heart.
Images of him with Zhang Tian flashed through his mind.
Zhang Qilin didn't know what kind of emotions were in his heart.
But he cherished those moments.
He didn't know if Zhang Tian could take him to truly search for his memories when he was conscious again.
However, seeing Li Xueqin, Zhang Qilin gradually calmed down.
Perhaps this was also part of the beautiful memories of his life.
"By the way, Qilin, aren't you going to see Xiao Tian? It's been several weeks."
Zhang Xiangtian said with concern.
He wanted Zhang Tian to know Zhang Qilin's current condition.
"It's nothing."
Zhang Qilin shook his head and didn't say much.
His memories were gradually fading, but his cultivation had seen a great breakthrough, so for a short time, Zhang Qilin could still preserve his memories.
However, it wouldn't last long.
At this moment, Zhang Tian was on his way to exorcise evil with Master Yimei.
The car was moving fast.
But even so, Zhang Tian had been sitting for a long time without reaching their destination.
Zhang Tian sat in the back, his eyes closed, his mind unified.
He had already entered a state of cultivation.
Zhang Tian had now resigned himself to fate.
No matter where Master Yimei took him, Zhang Tian didn't care.
Cultivating first was the way to go.
After an unknown amount of time.
It felt like several days to Zhang Tian.
The car broke down once during the journey, and Master Yimei even had to fix it.
Because he was in a state of self-forgetfulness, Zhang Tian didn't feel anything.
"Hey, Xiao Tian, Xiao Tian, we've arrived. Stop cultivating. You're even more diligent than I was before."
Master Yimei shook Zhang Tian's body.
He called out softly.
Zhang Tian slowly opened his eyes.
"Master, we're here?"
Zhang Tian murmured, looking around.
He saw that they were surrounded by mountains.
All of it was forest and grass.
There was no sign of a large dwelling.
Zhang Tian could even hear the roars of wild beasts.
He looked bewildered.
"Master, what is this?"
Zhang Tian was a little confused.
This was indeed Master Yimei, he hadn't changed.
So why was he brought to this deep mountain and old forest?
Moreover, Zhang Tian had no idea where this place was.
"This is Maoshan."
Unexpectedly, Master Yimei suddenly said.
Zhang Tian gulped.
He looked at the car under him.
The car looked quite worn out.
Good heavens, from Beili to Sujiang, Master Yimei was truly a genius.
The car must have suffered a lot on this journey.
"Master, why did you bring me here?"
Zhang Tian was not stupid and basically understood something in an instant.
"My good disciple, you have been with me for several years."
"I have nothing else good to teach you."
"Recently, I suddenly remembered that you haven't officially joined the sect, so..."
Master Yimei said and suddenly floated up.
He spread his hands.
"So, I'm going to take you to pay respects to the ancestors, and let my master see what it means for the younger generation to surpass the older, and to sweep the old generation onto the beach."
Master Yimei said with a smile.
Zhang Tian's mouth twitched.
Good heavens, so you brought me here to show off, right?
And to show off openly.
Instantly, Zhang Tian wanted to run away.
If he showed off all the way, wouldn't he offend all the ancestors?
How would he be able to invoke the ancestors' spirits in the future?
"Ahem."
Zhang Tian got up and was about to run.
Unexpectedly, he was pulled back by Master Yimei.
"Good disciple, don't rush to the restroom, let's go up the mountain first."
Master Yimei said excitedly.
Zhang Tian had no choice but to follow him into the mountain forest.
"Really, I haven't been here for years, and the grass here hasn't been cut."
Master Yimei murmured, frowning slightly as he looked at the weeds at the foot of the mountain.
With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew, and all the weeds were cut in half.
After the weeds were cut.
A path made of stones appeared before them.
Following this winding path, one could ascend the mountain.
Sujiang was not highly developed at this time, and most of it was mountainous, too backward.
Walking on the path.
Master Yimei seemed a little excited, and also a little strange.
"I wonder how my junior brothers are doing."
"I wonder if my master is still here. Will he be surprised to see my disciple?"
"Hehe, I made a copy of the ancestor's spirit tablet back then. I wonder if Master will be angry."
Master Yimei murmured.
At this moment, he seemed to have become a chatterbox.
Zhang Tian frowned slightly.
Looking at the surrounding scenery.
And the path.
His heart sank.
The traces of not being cleaned for many years, and even not being inhabited by anyone, suggested that the interior would have changed greatly.
A bold guess also formed in Zhang Tian's mind.
That is, Maoshan might no longer exist!