Chapter 198 Yang Jin
After receiving Zhang Zhixuan’s reply, the mysterious foundation-building monk from Xihefang came to Tiantai Peak. The reason why this person dared to come to Tiantai Peak to meet Zhang Zhixuan also relied on something. He was from the Huanshui Sect, the largest sect in the Yu Kingdom.
Huanshui Sect has three Jindan monks. As long as there is no irresolvable hatred, the Zhang family may not dare to murder the Huanshui Sect monks.
Once the matter is leaked and the Huanshui Sect is investigated, the Zhang family will not be justified, and the Qingxuan Sect will not be able to stand up for them.
When the time comes to face the behemoth Huanshui Sect, the Zhang family will have no choice but to flee as a family and mingle among casual cultivators.
Such a big price, as long as the head of the Zhang family is not a fool, he will not act rashly.
The foot of Tiantai Peak is lush and green, and there are giant trees everywhere.
Because the Zhang family was small, there was no Zhike waiting at the foot of the mountain, only a small Zhike Pavilion.
There is also a good view outside the Zhike Pavilion, but because there are less people coming and going, there is some dust in the Zhike Pavilion and it also looks a bit deserted.
This person came outside the Zhike Pavilion, followed the etiquette, and presented the messenger talisman without rashly breaking into the Zhang family’s mountain gate.
After Zhang Zhixuan received the communication talisman, he slightly let go of his worries about this person.
After all, a strange foundation-building monk came from outside Xihefang and wanted to meet him in person. Zhang Zhixuan couldn’t figure out whether this person was an enemy or a friend. We can only be a little more vigilant to prevent this strange foundation-building monk from doing harm to the Zhang family.
“Since this person dares to come to Tiantai Peak, he must have someone to rely on. He is probably more likely to have good intentions. We should talk to him in person. After all, one more friend means more paths.” Zhang Zhixuan thought for a while and decided to go down to the mountain to meet him in person. This person for a while.
Zhang Zhixuan personally went down the mountain, came to Zhike Pavilion, and cast a spell to blow away the dust in Zhike Pavilion. Then he took out a few pieces of spiritual tea from the storage bag, brewed a cup of spiritual tea for this person, and then said: “Fellow Taoist wrote a letter last time, saying that he wanted to meet me. Because my family is busy with household chores, I can’t leave Tiantai Peak for the time being. So I can only trouble fellow Taoist to come to Tiantai Peak in person. Please don’t take offense to me.”
“You’re welcome, Fellow Daoist Zhang. I, Yang Jinpeng, come from the Huanshui Sect. The reason why I insist on meeting Fellow Daoist Zhang is just to solve a question in my mind, which has frightened Fellow Daoist’s tribe. I hope Fellow Daoist Zhang will not pursue my rashness and rudeness. “
Yang Jinpeng has a very cautious character, as if he was afraid that Zhang Zhixuan would poison the spiritual tea, so he did not let down his guard. He gently put the spirit tea aside and said.
“This man is so wary. It seems that he is an enemy or a friend. It is not clear yet. This man is from the Huanshui Sect. There should be no enemies of the Huanshui Sect in my family for hundreds of years.” Seeing that this man was very wary, he seemed to have some feelings for the Zhang family. Prejudice, Zhang Zhixuan’s face remained silent, but he said: “If you have anything you want to ask, fellow Taoist, feel free to speak up. I will tell you everything I know. Even if you don’t know something, I won’t talk nonsense and mislead others.”
“Do you, Daoyou Zhang, ever know a person named Yang Wentian?” Yang Jinpeng asked directly without being polite.
Zhang Zhixuan thought about it carefully, but he still didn’t remember who Yang Wentian was, but he didn’t stop talking.
“I don’t have an acquaintance named Yang Wentian next to me, but maybe I have dealt with him before, but I may have forgotten his name.” Zhang Zhixuan replied cautiously.
“Where did the Taoist friend’s brewing recipe come from?” Yang Jinpeng continued to ask, looking a little annoyed.
“More than thirty years ago, when I had not yet built a foundation, I used three hundred spirit stones to buy the formulas for six kinds of spirit wines in Xihefang. The fellow Taoist I was dealing with at that time was named Yang. Maybe he is what you are looking for. Yang Wentian.
Because it was not a buyout business, the price I paid that year was relatively low. This Six Spiritual Wine recipe has earned our family a lot of spiritual stones over the past decades. Drinking water reminds us of its source. Our family should also thank Taoist Yang. “
Yang Wentian was born in a small family under the control of the Huanshui Sect. Although there were foundation-building monks in their ancestors, by Yang Wentian’s generation, they had long since declined.
By the time Yang Wentian started to practice Taoism, the conditions at home were no longer as good as those of well-off casual cultivators.
In order to research the formula of spiritual wine, Yang Wentian wasted countless spiritual rice. This idea of consuming resources and not doing his job was not accepted by his father Yang Jiling, so he expelled him from the family in anger.
After Yang Wentian left home, he wandered to Taicheng County, where he eventually invented the art of brewing rice wine. After his success, he returned to his family and gave the formulas of the six spiritual wines to his son Yang Jinpeng.
Unfortunately, the head of the Yang family, Yang Jiling, was very stubborn. He did not believe that his prodigal son could succeed, so he did not accept Yang Wentian and drove him out of the family.
Yang Wentian returned to Taicheng County disheartened. In exchange for training resources, he sold the technology of brewing spiritual wine to Zhang Zhixuan. After receiving three hundred spiritual stones, he left Xihefang and disappeared without a trace.
There is no doubt that Yang Wentian is a pioneering genius. The reason why the world of immortality is becoming more and more prosperous is actually relying on these geniuses.
It is precisely because generations of talented monks invented elixirs, magic weapons, formations, talismans and other means that human monks can rely on their brains to defeat monsters whose physical conditions are far superior to monks, and occupy a dominant position in this world.
Back then in Xihefang, Zhang Zhixuan had already recognized Yang Wentian’s talent and once attracted him to join the Zhang family. Yang Wentian was already a little moved at the time, but in the end he could not forget his family and did not choose to join the Zhang family.
Unexpectedly, this person disappeared without a trace after leaving Xihefang.
Yang Wentian’s life was undoubtedly a tragedy. He was born into a small family with little knowledge, and the father who was in charge of the family was ignorant and stubborn. If born in a large sect, this person may be able to shine and become a well-known monk in the world of immortality.
It’s a pity that he didn’t have enough opportunities. He has been hanging out among the lowest level of casual cultivators and has not been able to stand out. He finally obtained a sum of spiritual stones from Zhang Zhixuan, but because of this spiritual stone, he was targeted and died in the wilderness.
Because Yang Jinpeng mentioned it, Zhang Zhixuan gradually remembered this past event that had been buried for many years. The monk’s memory is far superior to ordinary people. Even after more than thirty years, Zhang Zhixuan still remembered Yang Wentian’s appearance.
As he drew Yang Wentian’s face one stroke at a time, Yang Jinpeng’s face was filled with excitement, and he nodded vigorously and said: “Yes, this person is my father Yang Wentian. Since he left home, He immediately disappeared without a trace. Since I met my father many years ago, I asked you to think carefully about whether he has any acquaintances in Taicheng County.”
(End of chapter)