Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1050: 　 Tomb of Han Hao

In the Zhang family ancestral hall, four old men sat in silence.

This Zhang family ancestral hall. Where spirit vein converges on this island, it is where spirit qi is full, and it is also where the four principals of Zhang family, cultivation, usually discuss.

Four old men, three men and one woman, are Zhang Feng, Zhang Qin, Zhang Chen, and the only woman, Zhang Yao.

The four people were born to a mother. They have been together for more than a hundred years. They have deep feelings. Something in the family has always been discussed. There are few red face fights for power.

This time, the atmosphere was depressing and dignified, making people breathless. The tea on the coffee table was touched by no one, let it be cold.

"Xinxin is back."

I don’t know how long after that, the eldest brother Zhang Feng broke the silence.

The Xinxin in his mouth is the sisters of the four old men, and it is also the young girl Zhang Xin who was seen earlier by Zhang Fan.

"Xinxin is an old man who has always been a girl, and everyone is a baby, now..."

Zhang Yao opened his mouth. But the words behind could not be said at all, but for a long time, the face could not bear it.

The rest of the three people also made fists from time to time, sometimes angry, and finally turned into a depression.

When Zhang Xin was born, they were already full of children and grandchildren. How could they not be fond of this younger sister, maybe it would be better than their own children, but now, she has to sacrifice her for the continuation of the family. Intolerance is definitely not fake.

"Bang!"

Zhang Feng slapped on the coffee table, and the tea table collapsed suddenly, hatefully said: "If the old man and mother are still alive, how can we be like this? Why sacrifice Xinxin?"

"We are also descendants of the real Nascent Soul!"

In this regard, there is pride, there is no anger, and more, it is powerless.

"What is the use of saying this now?"

Zhang Qin among the three brothers smiled and shook his head bitterly, and said the key: "Since Wuling Zhenren has sent someone, then things can’t be changed, things are not harmonious, and it’s not the only one who wants to destroy my Zhang family. Nascent Soul is a real person, but two."

"Not to mention..."

What's more, Zhang Qin didn't say it, but the rest of the people were transparent.

It is nothing more than a Wuling real person but a ground snake. The native Nascent Soul real person in this sea area has a deep foundation that no outsider can match. It's more terrible than that.

Silently, Zhang Chen, the only one of the four who never spoke, whispered: "Since Xinxin has returned, how did Henger arrange it?"

"As long as she doesn't leave the island, let her be free and go wherever Xinxin wants to go. Now... I guess it's time to see my father and mother!"

Speaking of this, I can't go any further. Zhang Chenzhi asked, this is the escape of changing the topic, saying that breaking through the sky, powerlessness is powerlessness.

In the Zhang family ancestral hall, which was dull enough to suffocate, a ray of sunlight penetrated through the gate and shone on the first place.

There, the two spirit positions are placed high and low, and the dark wood is more infiltrating in this slightly dark environment, just like two pairs of eyes, a scene in front of the cold eye looks at.

"Ancestral Zhang Gong's Spiritual Spirit!"

"Xian Yan Zhang Gong's Yuantu Spiritual Position!"

......

Unlike the tension and depression that fill most places on the island, in a corner, it is quiet and peaceful.

Here. There was no trace of anyone other than the girl with heavy steps and little boots dragging the floor and marking deep or shallow traces on the ground covered with fallen leaves.

This young girl dressed in goose yellow clothes was in the ancestral hall at this time, which caused the four old men to sigh and agonize Zhang Xin.

Now there is no emotion of ups and downs on Zhang Xin’s face. Some are just indifferent, and... calm.

"Dad, Mother, Grandpa Han, is Xinxin doing the right thing?"

"I don’t want this, but I don’t want my brother or sister to die, nor do I want to let others die."

"As long as they can live, Xinxin would rather die!"

Crying and crying countless times in her heart can't change the wood and death on her delicate face. The walking dead walked across the shade of the tree, and her eyes were suddenly bright.

"Huh?"

Zhang Xin inertially advanced two steps, then stopped in a sudden scream.

In front, she saw the back of a man.

The place where she is now is a forbidden place on the island, except that she and her four brothers and sisters are not the day of sacrifice, and no one can enter.

Children guarding the outside world clearly confirmed this.

But the fact is right in front of her. Zhang Xin’s heart suddenly thumped violently. Although she was young, she never went outside to practice, but she knew it. It is not easy to do this.

This needs to hide the Zhang family people and affiliated cultivator from the entire island to sneak into the island, and avoid the surrounding formation technique restriction and caretaker disciples. How easy is this?

"Is that the person?"

Zhang Xin’s pair of small hands were twisted together, and the palm of his hand was damp, and I didn’t know what to do for a while.

At this moment, the master of the back slowly retracted the palm of his hand against a tombstone and turned back.

"You..."

Zhang Xin opened his mouth suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

That person is Zhang Fan.

He entered the island with Zhang Xin and others. With his cultivation base, those Zhang family children want to find him, which is tantamount to idiocy.

In a short time, the situation in the whole island has captured his eyes.

The scene in the Zhang family ancestral hall, the two names on the spiritual position, and the tombstone in front of them, all explain that the answer he wants to find is here.

As for the troubles encountered by Zhang family, in his opinion, what does it count?

But the meaning of Zhang Fan not at all appearing at this time, those Zhang family people may not be called bad, but they are not angry. But it is definitely not wrong, he didn't even bother to see them.

Only this girl, this Zhang Xin, can give him a high glance.

Zhang Fan turned around and faced Zhang Xin with a surprised face, smiled slightly and nodded.

When he saw his smile, Zhang Xin suddenly felt that the whole world had changed color.

Everything has never changed, but it feels completely different.

At this time, she found out beside Zhang Fan. Lying on a huge monster beast, the golden armor was shining and the momentum was condensing like a mountain, and she was looking at her with curious eyes.

At the same time, in the mid-air, a golden radiant monster bird like a sun circling around an area, screaming, if it is sad.

The strength of Mo Ling and Barbarian, Zhang Xin's little Foundation Establishment cultivator is naturally unmeasurable, but she can still clearly feel that her mother was not so terrified.

This horrible monster beast, with its huge body, was totally ignored by Zhang Xin in the past moment. Involuntarily, all the minds were absorbed by the back and completely ignored the others.

This invisible strength, and the attitude of two powerful monster beast towards it, if you change it to other people, it is enough to make Zhang Xin shudder and not even stand.

However, in front of this one, especially when a smile appeared, her heart only felt warm, and... cordial.

Looking at the face that was familiar to Zhang Xin again, she finally gritted her teeth and moved forward.

"You... hello, my name is Zhang Xin."

For some reason, Zhang Xin was subconsciously called by his predecessors, but introduced it very naturally.

What makes her feel even more strange is that as long as she stands beside this person, all the thoughts that almost suffocated her before have disappeared like snow and ice melting, and only the warmth and sense of security cover her body.

Hearing her name, the smile on Zhang Fan's face grew stronger, and he asked softly, "Is Zhang Xin? Can you tell me how did he die?"

What he meant. Naturally, since Zhang Xin appeared, he has seen the tombstone he has been stroking with his hands.

This seemingly ordinary goal is actually not unusual at all, and it is the only one in a large area.

After all these years, how could Zhang family not die alone? But no one was buried here, which shows that they are in the hearts of the Zhang family people and are not worthy to be tied with this person.

On the tombstone, there are a few big words like blood:

"First tomb of Great Grand Uncle-Master Han Gong Shiho."

"Zhang Tao, the unfilial nephew, stands."

This is the cemetery of Han Hao, the last burial place of Master Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's questioning voice was extremely soft, as if she was afraid of being alarmed. Listening to her ears, Zhang Xin shuddered unconsciously, as if a cold wind started, and it was frozen three feet.

"Grandpa Han is always dead."

Zhang Xin summoned his courage before saying such a sentence.

When the words came out, the inexplicable cold and depression suddenly disappeared, and the whole world seemed empty.

"Old dead..."

Zhang Fan's face was amazed. Before hearing this answer, there was almost blood in his heart. At that moment, no matter who the name Zhang Xin spit out, for that person, it represented Are the cruelest things between heaven and earth.

I never thought it was such an answer.

Han Hao’s cultivation base is Core Formation Stage. Under normal circumstances, it’s not a problem to live for 500 years. According to Zhang Fan, his life essence should not be exhausted~IndoMTL.com~ However, this is normal after all, in fact cultivator life cultivation , Scramble, how can there be no injury, if there is injury, there is suffering, then the injury is fundamental, damage to vitality, vitality, short life, it is really normal.

Hearing this answer, Zhang Fan inexplicably feels breathless in the loss of revenge.

"Death and bed is not a lucky thing, at least there is no such resentment and unwillingness, at least in the last moment, there are people around you, and still be respected by others after death."

For a time, Zhang Fan was filled with emotion, but only felt that those Zhang family people were not so unbearable. They took ten thousand steps to say that they did what he was a disciple, and he only needed this one thing. Be appreciative.

"Xinxin, talk about Grandpa Han, I want to know."

The sound of "Xin Xin" in Zhang Fan was extremely natural, and Zhang Xin didn't think there was anything wrong, and he told it without hesitation.

The sun is mottled through the shade of trees. The two sit on the floor, unlike the first acquaintance, but like the acquaintance for many years, there is no strange feeling.