My uncle is Lin Zhengying

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That's all.

Thirty years of accumulation was consumed last night.

From now on, the cultivation of the grass-roots monks will be flat, and there will be no bottlenecks until the third stage of the master realm.

However, his cultivation speed will not become faster because of this, and he still needs to accumulate little by little.

This process can probably be calculated in a hundred years!

So the grassy dweller is very happy at the moment, very happy.

But from Zhang Jing's ears, I don't know why, but I feel a little sad for him.

What kind of experience is it like to be stuck in the bottleneck for 30 years and unable to break through, even if you practice hard every day without gaining anything, standing still?

Anyway, Zhang Jing has never experienced it before, it is unimaginable.

I don't want to experience it either.

But when it comes to time, Zhang Jing is also ready to ask the last question in his heart like Caolujushu.

It was also the question he most wanted to figure out when he came to Shiwan Dashan this time!

That is more than ten years ago, has his father Henry Zhang really been here?If you have been there, what kind of things happened, you will not know where you are.

Before that, when Zhang Jing was in Wan Yao Valley, he had already asked Xu Guanzhu of Tianyun Temple, and also asked Master Zong Qing of Jingkong Temple.

The two of them with the highest strength in Anzhou Prefecture have the cultivation level of master refiners.

Originally, Zhang Jing was full of expectations, but he didn't get much useful things from the two of them.

Perhaps his father Henry Zhang said he went to Anzhou Prefecture, but in fact he went directly to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, so Guanzhu Xu and Master Zong Qing in Anzhou Prefecture did not know about it.

But the grassy dweller is the existence of the Heavenly Master Realm, and the demons in the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters can basically be said to be his subordinates. He must know the big things that happen in the Hundred Thousand Mountains!

"Fellow Daoist Caolu, I have one more thing about more than ten years ago, I want to ask you..."

Zhang Jing tidied up his mood, organized his thoughts, and spoke slowly.

There was a faint smile on the face of the thatched dweller, and he said: "Don't hesitate to ask, fellow Daoist Zhang, the poor Taoist will definitely tell you everything."

Zhang Jing said in a deep voice: "About 15 years ago, was there a Maoshan sect disciple named Henry Zhang who came to Shiwan Dashan?"

"Ok?"

The thatched dweller, who was originally in a good mood, suddenly had a look of surprise on his face, looked at Zhang Jing cautiously, and asked, "How do you know, fellow Daoist Zhang..."

As soon as the words were ordinary, the grass dweller stopped.

He looked at Zhang Jing's appearance again, and then thought of Zhang Jing's name. When he even guessed something, his eyes widened a little and said: "Zhang Daoyou, you and Henry Zhang are..."

Zhang Jing nodded and said, "Henry Zhang, it's my father!"

"Forehead……"

The grass dweller was just a little surprised at first, but the surprise not only didn't decrease, but intensified!

His original guess was that Zhang Jing and Henry Zhang were brothers or something.

Never thought that Zhang Jing turned out to be Henry Zhang's son!

He didn't deliberately inquire about Zhang Jing's background and age before, but he had a rough guess in his heart, knowing that Zhang Jing must be very young compared to him.

But I didn't expect to be so young!

How old is Henry Zhang’s son?

amount……

If I remember correctly, it should be 27 years old?

Less than 30 years old!

"About 15 years ago, my father said that he was going away for a very important matter, but since then, he has never returned and his whereabouts are unknown. Over the years, I have been looking for news about him."

Zhang Jing paused for a moment, then looked at the layman in thatched cottage, and continued, "Fellow Daoist in thatched cottage, do you know about my father?"

During this period of time, the cottage dweller who knew everything about Zhang Jing had a little hesitation at this moment.

Seeing this, Zhang Jing became excited.

The expression of the grass layman shows that he really knows the news about his father Henry Zhang 15 years ago!

Otherwise, he wouldn't hesitate, just say that he doesn't know.

So Zhang Jing hurriedly said again: "Fellow Daoist Caolu, if you know something, please tell me!"

The eyes of the grass dweller changed several times, as if he had thought of many past events.

The look in Zhang Jing's eyes also became more complicated.

In the end, he still sighed, nodded and said: "15 years ago, I did know about your father. Although your father's cultivation and strength back then were far inferior to that of Zhang Daoyou now, but his is still left to me. Very impressed..."

"Is my father still alive?"

Zhang Jing's eyes widened when he heard the words, and he clenched his fists subconsciously. Before the grass dweller could finish speaking, he couldn't wait to ask the question he wanted to know the most.

But the answer from the grass dweller made Zhang Jing's heart sink again.

The grass dweller sighed, "Your father is already dead..."

Whoa!

Although Zhang Jingjing said that the other party was his cheap father, he did not leave him any benefits and benefits, but let him clean up a lot of messes.

However, when Zhang Jing heard that the other party had really died, Zhang Jing's heart was inevitably empty and sad.

This is brought about by the blood relationship of this body.

"Dead...dead..."

Zhang Jing muttered to himself.

It's a little hard to take this news.

But he obviously used the great karma technique, and he could vaguely perceive that he still has a very important relative who is still alive!

Besides his father Henry Zhang, who else?