In a blink of an eye.

More than ten years have passed!

With the support of Murong Wanwan, the Cheng family's immortals became more and more prosperous!

Not only did the tribe members break through the thirty numbers, but the new generation also grew up.

Several foundation-building cultivators have also emerged.

There are also three younger generations of the "Jing Generation".

But the representative figure is Murong Wanwan's youngest granddaughter, Cheng Qingyao of the "Qing generation".

It was also a domineering school back then.

Now she is not only graceful, but also makes great progress in dealing with people and things.

And it is deeply understood the essence of the unique clan style of the Cheng family.

He also served as a lecturer in the school.

As for Cheng Qingyao, Cheng Qingyang, and other monks of the "Qing generation" and juniors with spiritual roots have entered the foundation-building stage with the help of Murong Wanwan, the Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, no one broke through to the Golden Pill Realm.

The one with the highest cultivation level is Cheng Qinglong, the boss of the "Qing generation".

After years of cultivation, Cheng Qinglong only broke through to the late stage of foundation building not long ago, and was still a distance away from the peak of the foundation building stage.

And their father Cheng Ping'an, even though Murong Wanwan secretly thought of many ways, still could not enter the path of immortality.

Cheng Ping'an is missing the most critical link...

It just has no spiritual roots.

Without spiritual roots, you cannot sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It is even more impossible to absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth and turn it into one's own use.

Even if the spiritual energy was forced into Cheng Ping'an's body by Murong Wanwan's great magical power, it would not take a moment or three to overflow from the body.

In addition, Cheng Ping'an cannot sense the spiritual energy, nor can he accept the baptism of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth...

No matter how strong his body is, he cannot withstand the power of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Although Cheng Ping'an's meridians are much thicker than ordinary mortals, they are essentially still physically.

Naturally, it cannot be compared with the body of a monk who has entered the immortal path and has been baptized by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

therefore.

Murong Wanwan used many methods every once in a while after Cheng Ping'an's body meridians were warmed up.

For this purpose, a large amount of spiritual objects were consumed.

After all, although Cheng Ping'an is a mortal, he is also Murong Wanwan's only son.

so···

Although it costs a lot, Murong Wanwan has tried it almost every year since Cheng Ping'an was thirteen years old.

This process continued for the past few years.

Murong Wanwan had to stop.

Because Cheng Ping'an is over 60 years old and can no longer stand the trouble.

As a last resort, Murong Wanwan had no choice but to give up.

at the same time.

She was also worried that her husband had never seen her son in a real sense, for fear that her son would be buried in the loess after his husband woke up.

Because of this...

Over the years, Murong Wanwan has been secretly using a elixir with mild medicinal properties to warm up her son Cheng Ping'an's gradually declining body.

As for, her husband is still full of energy now.

There is no difference from the old man waiting for death in the mortal world.

However, not long ago, at the request of her husband, she retraceed the life path she remembered.

Among them is Qingshan Town, which has lived for many years.

Unfortunately, things have changed. The former "Cheng Family Book Store" has long been changed into a blacksmith shop.

There is no longer a familiar picture.

at last.

Murong Wanwan accompanied her husband back to Chengjia Village.

Since then, Cheng Fan has been unable to get excited and has been drowsy all day long.

Not only do I bask in the sun in the yard, but I also accompany my younger generation without spiritual roots.

And his appearance is getting older.

It looks old, as if the deadline is coming.

However, the calculation time is almost the same.

It is a blessing for a mortal to live a hundred years.

But Cheng Fan is now over 90 years old, and it is only a few years away from the limit life span of a mortal.

What's more, Cheng Ping'an is over 60 years old.

But within a radius of ten miles of Chengjia Village, Cheng Fan is also a slightly famous old birthday star.

Every time during the holidays, someone comes to visit this old man in hopes of getting some blessings.

Regarding this.

Murong Wanwan, who saw it, was also smiling secretly in her heart.

But when she thought about the day when her husband was approaching his life expectancy.

I also began to worry.

It is precisely because if a husband cannot break through the confusion in his last life, it will be very dangerous.

Maybe it will completely fall.

therefore.

As the days passed, Murong Wanwan saw it and was anxious.

Helplessly, she did not think of a way to help her husband.

Even using divine thoughts to stimulate or using the secret method of divine soul is useless.

She tried all these methods.

In fact, my husband's heart of Tao is too firm and he has no idea of ​​leaving a way out for himself.

But when she thought of her husband's cautious personality, perhaps her husband still had a way out?

certainly.

This is also her guess.

As for whether there is a way out, Murong Wanwan didn't know whether there is a way out.

Now she can only think of a way and hope that her husband can set up a way out.

Just like this, Murong Wanwan lived a few more years of worry and fear.

This day.

Cheng does not strive to seal himself, and transform into the world for a hundred years.

Cheng Fan, who was old and was about to arrive, was lying on the bed in the bedroom, with a group of virtuous children and filial grandchildren standing under the bed.

Wuyangyang was filled with this room.

Among them, the younger generation without spiritual roots cried.

"father···"

"Grandfather, my child is here to see you..."

"Great-grandfather, open and look at me. I am your favorite little six son!"

“····”

A sad atmosphere spreads.

The junior monk with spiritual roots frowned slightly, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes, looking at the old woman sitting next to the bed.

At the same time, countless questions came to their minds.

Isn't it right?
To be continued...