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At this time, his face was haggard, his eyes were cloudy, and his limbs were limp from lying down for a long time. Compared with Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, he gave people a very poor impression.

"Senior Brother Zhiwei, Senior Brother Jinzhong, you are here."

He tried to smile and greeted the two of them.

What comes with it is waves of pain in the body.

Tian Jinzhong said quickly:

"Stop talking and don't force yourself!"

"Haha, my senior brother is here, how can I not say hello?"

Zhang Jianxi smiled.

At this time, Zhang Zhiwei had already come in front of him.

Zhang Zhiwei, with an old face, looked extremely serious and solemn at this moment. A golden light extended from his finger to Zhang Jianxi's body, and then disappeared into it.

After a moment, his expression became gloomy, but he did not speak.

Zhang Jianxi smiled and said:

"Is the situation getting worse? There's no need for you, Brother Zhiwei, to investigate this matter. I know my own body best. My meridians, internal organs, and bowels are almost reaching their limits. I think even a dying old man would be stronger than me now."

His words made Tian Jinzhong look flustered. Tian Jinzhong looked at Zhang Zhiwei and tried to get a denial from him.

But Zhang Zhiwei just remained silent.

This made Tian Jinzhong burst into tears.

"Jianxi is only 58! Only 58!! Senior Brother, you will definitely find a way, right?! Senior Brother!!"

Tian Jinzhong cried out to Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei finally spoke, and he sighed helplessly:

"Using thunder magic to stimulate the body will inevitably lead to irreversible aging. This is something no one can change. If it is used occasionally, some negative effects can be reduced through rest. But he used it too frequently and too excessively..."

Zhang Jianxi looked at Tian Jinzhong and said with a smile:

"Brother Jinzhong, don't cry every time you come here. You are my brother after all. Learn from Brother Zhiwei. Look how calm Brother Zhiwei is. If you cry again next time, I will never see you again."

Tian Jinzhong sobbed and couldn't speak.

At this time, Zhang Jianxi looked at Zhang Zhiwei and said:

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"Brother Zhiwei, I want to write a book to pass down my Dao Fa Ziran (Dao Fa Ziran) technique. Although I only discovered it by chance, its effectiveness is no less than the so-called Eight Unrivaled Skills. I don't want it to be lost. I've never had a successor in my lifetime, so leaving this book behind can be considered a legacy for Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded slowly and said:

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to come and write a book for you today."

"Well, thank you, Senior Brother Zhiwei."

"You and I are brothers, why are you being so polite at this time!"

Zhang Jianxi smiled when he heard that.

At this moment, he leaned back slightly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep quietly.

His body had been tortured by hidden injuries for a long time, and he was in constant pain day and night. He could not fall asleep at all on weekdays, so he often fell asleep suddenly like this.

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That was his brain taking a forced short hibernation to keep him alive.

Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong remained silent upon seeing this.

The courtyard suddenly became silent.

After a while, Zhang Jianxi woke up again.

He smiled awkwardly and said:

"Hey, he fell asleep again. This old man is really in a trance."

His joke made Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong force a smile.

Then the three of them started chatting about recent events.

However, in most cases, it was Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong who spoke.

During this process, Zhang Jianxi sometimes fell asleep and sometimes woke up.

But he always smiles.

When it was afternoon, Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong left.

Then, a young Taoist priest came on Zhang Zhiwei's orders to listen to Zhang Jianxi's oral explanation of the Taoist method of natural law.

The peaceful days lasted for ten days.

Noon of the eleventh day.

The young Taoist priest who was guarding Zhang Jianxi came to the main hall in front of Longhu Mountain crying.

At this time, Zhang Zhiwei was discussing important matters with the leaders of other branches of Zhengyi.

Special instructions were given that no one was allowed to disturb them.

But when the young Taoist priest pushed open the door of the hall with tears in his eyes, his expression suddenly changed, and then he disappeared in the hall in an instant.

Only the branch leaders were left looking at each other in bewilderment...

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When Tian Jinzhong was hurriedly pushed here, Zhang Zhiwei had already been beside Zhang Jianxi for a long time.

At this time, Zhang Jianxi's breathing was intermittent, and every breath seemed to use up all his strength, but even so, the force of his breathing was very weak.

His eyes were always half-open and half-closed, with his cloudy pupils shaking unsteadily. He seemed to be looking at something, but also seemed to be caught in some kind of illusion.

He couldn't speak complete sentences, and the words that came out were completely inaudible garbled words.

At this time, Zhang Jianxi had reached the end of his life.

When Tian Jinzhong saw this scene, he immediately burst into tears.

“See Creek!!!”

He cried and wanted to stand up and hug Zhang Jianxi, but he was unable to do so.

Zhang Zhiwei on the side reached out and pressed Tian Jinzhong's shoulder.

"Jinzhong, calm down!"

"Brother, seeing Jianxi like this, I can't calm down!!"

"Grow up! Birth, aging, sickness, and death are normal for human beings. You're crying like a 950! What the hell are you doing?"

With Zhang Zhiwei's angry shout, Tian Jinzhong finally controlled himself.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhiwei dismissed all the disciples and followers who were near the courtyard.

Soon, only the three of them were left nearby.

Zhang Zhiwei used golden light to explore Zhang Jianxi's body. He tried to use his true energy to try his best to prolong Zhang Jianxi's life, but unfortunately, everything was beyond his control.

Zhang Jianxi's meridians could no longer bear even the slightest amount of Qi.

He and Tian Jinzhong could only watch Zhang Jianxi struggle to breathe.

Time passed by minute by minute.

For these two people, this was simply a torment.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, Zhang Jianxi's breathing suddenly stopped, and then he made a sound like a dream talk, and then his half-open eyes slowly opened.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong were suddenly happy, but the joy disappeared immediately.

This is just a flash of light.

When this reaction appeared, it meant that Zhang Jianxi's life had really come to an end...

Zhang Jianxi had no time to care about the mood of his two brothers at this time. He tried hard to smile and said with difficulty:

"Brother Zhiwei...it seems I can't pass on the Dao Fa Ziran...time waits for no one...Brother Jinzhong...look at you...why are you crying again...didn't I tell you before...if you cry again...I won't let you come to see me next time..."

Tian Jinzhong suppressed his sadness and tried hard to smile, but tears kept flowing down the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Zhiwei held Zhang Jianxi's hand and said softly:

"It's okay. If you can't pass it on, then don't pass it on. The most important thing is that you have a good rest."

Zhang Jianxi smiled bitterly and said:

"I'm helpless... I've received so much kindness from the mountain sect throughout my life... but before I die, I can't even pass down a single technique..."

His eyes suddenly turned towards the sky, and he said sadly:

"What a pity...I can't spend more time with my two brothers..."

"Brother Zhiwei...Brother Jinzhong...If you can meet Brother Huaiyi someday...please remember to give him my regards..."

"I'm going to... go find my master..."

His voice grew weaker and weaker until finally there was no sound.

At that moment, his head also drooped.

Tian Jinzhong finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Zhang Zhiwei, who had been calm all this time, also closed his eyes at this moment, and a few tears quietly ran down his cheeks...

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Zhang Jianxi's funeral is scheduled for three days later.

When the news of Zhang Jianxi's death spread, all the factions in the martial arts world expressed their willingness to attend the funeral ceremony.

Zhang Zhiwei did not refuse them. His heart was as silent as stagnant water at this moment.

I don't have the heart to care about these things.

From the day Zhang Jianxi stopped breathing, Zhang Zhiwei locked himself in the hall for three whole days.

It was not until three days later that Zhang Zhiwei finally walked out of the hall.

His face was calm, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were indifferent.

It seemed like normal, without any sadness.

At this time, there were many people in Longhu Mountain, and all those gathered there were leaders and chieftains of various schools and factions.

They whispered to each other, and their words and expressions showed sadness, regret, joy and malice.

Zhang Jianxi is not someone that everyone likes.

Their whispers stopped abruptly when Zhang Zhiwei walked out of the hall.

Zhang Zhiwei's indifferent eyes swept over the people in front of him.

There was an inexplicable aura about him, an aura that made people feel a little breathless.

Everyone was shocked, but no one dared to say anything at this time.

At this time, Tian Jinzhong appeared.

The power on Zhang Zhiwei suddenly dissipated.

After he spoke with Tian Jinzhong, the funeral officially began.

Led by him, all the Taoists of Longhu Mountain chanted scriptures together to see Zhang Jianxi off.

Everyone around was watching this scene with a serious expression.