Ancestor Above

Lu Weiwen did not live up to Lu Chaoheng's expectations.

Wen En, who was sent to the sect, started qi training at the age of ten, and because Wei Wen practiced too badly at the beginning, he later switched to the third-rank Chongyuan Gong, so he was slightly slower than Wen En, but also at ten. Entering at the age of two, it still belongs to the performance of genius.

In the past three years, Lu Weiwen has reached the second level of Qi training, and is at the peak of the second level of Qi training, and it is possible to complete a breakthrough at any time.

But it's a pity... Lu Chaoheng felt that he should be invisible.

While drinking tea, he felt a little sad.

"Grandpa Zeng, what are you thinking?"

Lu Chaoheng stretched out his hand, touched Xiao Weiwen's head, and said, "I'm thinking about what Xiao Weiwen will be like in the future, is he a great cultivator? Become the guardian of the family?"

"I certainly will!"

"Haha!" Lu Chaoheng had a rare smile. "In the future, there will definitely be countless young talents who will come to my Lu family to ask you for a kiss."

"I don't want to marry!" Lu Weiwen said without hesitation, "I want to be like Ming Chao's great grandmother, never marry in my life, and devote myself to my family!"

"It's not good to learn from your great-grandfather of the Ming Dynasty. You always have to find a partner. You can recruit a son-in-law just like your great-grandfather of the Xia Dynasty."

"Oh, it's still early!"

"Well, it's a little early. The female monk's Yuan Yin is the same as the male monk's Yuan Yang. If you are interested in the Great Dao, it's best not to break the foundation before you build it."

"Grandpa Zeng!"

"Don't talk, don't talk, Xiao Weiwen is embarrassed, hahaha!" It's quite interesting to tease the great-granddaughter.

The interest was a little higher, and Lu Chaoheng also felt that his spirit was much better.

This has been rare in the past year.

He asked again about going to the big class today. He heard that the first big competition will be held in the second half of the year, and he said: "Take the first one and come back!"

"Huh?" Lu Weiwen was a little flustered, she waved her hand, and said quickly, "A lot of brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, the most powerful ones have the fifth level of Qi training, where am I an opponent!"

"Don't be afraid, my family's Weiwen is a genius, that guy Chaoxi, when he was practicing the second and third levels of Qi, the ordinary fifth-level Qi practice was no longer his opponent."

"How can I compare with the patriarch..."

"It's all double spiritual roots, what's better than that?" Lu Chaoheng raised his hand and pointed at the bottom of his bed, "Xiao Weiwen, there is a box under the bed, you can find it and drag it out."

"Oh……"

Lu Weiwen followed her words. Under the guidance of her great-grandfather, she opened the box and saw a splendid bag inside, which looked heavy.

"This?"

"This is Myriad Profound Golden Spirit Sand. Don't look at it as just a bag of sand, but it is actually a magic weapon. It was specially found for me by my father, the ancestor of our Lu family. It’s extremely delicate, and it’s much more expensive than the average second-order magic weapon. I hid it back then and didn’t let it be sold… After you practice your sacrifice, it will help you win the top prize in the competition in the later ten days.”

"This...how can I..."

Lu Chaoheng interrupted before he finished his resignation.

"Go, let's practice hard."

After hesitating again and again, Lu Weiwen still took the things and retire.

Looking at the back of his great-granddaughter leaving, Lu Chaoheng sighed deeply. If he could see Xiao Weiwen take the first place before he died, he would die without regret.

Just thinking about it, a sense of drowsiness came to my mind. I just had a clear mind for a while, and now I feel even more tired.

Closing his eyes, he prepares to sleep for a while.

In the deep sleep, his breathing gradually slowed and weakened until it stopped.

He still hadn't seen Lu Weiwen break through to the third level of Qi training, or even saw Lu Weiwen win the championship.

At the same time, a message appeared in Lu Qing's system interface:

[Lu Chaoheng died at the age of 119.

】

Lu Qing's heart twitched, and indescribable sadness welled up in his heart.

This day will come sooner or later, and Lu Qing has already made psychological preparations, but when this scene really comes, he still feels guilty.

Among his nine children, the third and the eighth are dead, and among the remaining seven, only three have established foundations.

Chaoheng, Chaoling, Chaojun, and Jinchao, the four of them who failed to build a foundation, would all leave one after another when they were 120 years old.

This is inevitable, and Lu Qing has no choice.

Lu Chaoheng is his second son, and his age has come. He heard that Chaoheng's body has been declining rapidly recently...

He had already realized that his second son might not be able to survive this year, but he still felt unacceptable when it came to an end.

At the same time as the sound transmission to the eldest son, his figure also floated to Lu Chaoheng's room.

He came the fastest, and when he arrived, no one else knew about it.

He saw the old-fashioned Lu Chaoheng, lying peacefully on the reclining chair, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was thinking of something beautiful before going to bed.

Lu Qing couldn't help but recall the days when he used to get along with him day and night.

The second son's talent is not very good. To be honest, he was also very disappointed back then, but with the eldest son Zhuyu in front, it was actually fine. This kid is not smart since he was a child, he is a little dull, and his spiritual roots are not good, but his character is down-to-earth and diligent. As a father, he would never ignore it at all, no matter how he supported him, he also supported him to the qi refining stage.

Thinking of this, Lu Qing's mentality suddenly calmed down.

He leaned down, and the palm of his consciousness brushed lightly across Chao Heng's face.

For an immortal cultivator, such an ending does not seem to be too bad.

In the past, on the road of Lu Qing's growth, the monks fought each other for the sake of chance, for resources, for the sake of practice, or even just for face.

Now, he has established a family, and all the descendants of the family, no matter what, have the family as their backing.

Although the family has encountered many difficulties over the years, the monks of the family have also made sacrifices. But no matter how difficult it is, with the family behind, the Lu family is much stronger than the rootless cultivators in terms of their future and their own destiny.

For example, Lu Chaoheng, if he is not the father of Jindan cultivator, how can Wulinggen be able to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi practice? If it is a loose cultivator, it is an extravagant wish to end his life.

End of life, these four words are good words.

...

In the next few days, Chao Heng was buried in the ancestral tomb of Yuyan Mountain, and the spiritual tablet was also invited into the ancestral hall.

Lu Weiwen cried very sadly at the funeral, and Lu Qing's spirit body floated beside her, trying to comfort the great-great-granddaughter, but forget it.

When he entered the ancestral hall towards the Hengling card, another message popped up on Lu Qing's system interface:

[Lu Chaoheng had obsessions before he was born, and after activation, he can transfer his practice experience to the person he expects. Lu Chaoheng is in the Qi refining period, and it takes 20 karma to activate. Do you agree to activate it? 】

[Lu Chaoheng is at the end of his life, and he is obsessed, meeting the conditions for reincarnation. Lu Chaoheng is in the qi refining period, and his reincarnation needs to consume 50 karma. Do you agree to reincarnation? 】

Lu Qing chose to agree without a doubt.