Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

In the blink of an eye.

More than ten years have passed!

With the support of Murong Wanwan, the Cheng Clan's Immortal Clan has become more prosperous and prosperous!

Not only did the clan members exceed the number of thirty, but a new generation also grew up.

There were also several foundation-building monks.

There are also three descendants of the 'Jingzi generation'.

But the representative figure is Murong Wanwan’s youngest granddaughter, Cheng Qingyao from the ‘Qing generation’.

He was also the dominant figure in the school back then.

Nowadays, not only does she look tall and graceful, but her conduct as a person has also made great progress.

Moreover, he has deeply grasped the essence of the unique clan style of the Cheng Clan’s Immortal Clan.

And served as a school lecturer, this position.

As for Cheng Qingyao, Cheng Qingyang... and several other monks from the 'Qing generation', younger generations with spiritual roots, they have all entered the foundation building stage with the help of Murong Wanwan, the Nascent Soul monk.

However, no one has broken through to the golden elixir realm.

The person with the highest cultivation level is none other than the boss of the ‘Qing Zi Generation’, Cheng Qinglong.

After many years of training, Cheng Qinglong had only recently broken through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and was still some distance away from the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

As for their father Cheng Ping'an, even though Murong Wanwan secretly thought of many ways, he still couldn't step into the path of immortality.

Cheng Pingan is missing the most critical link...

There is just no spiritual root.

Without spiritual roots, one 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 Murong Wanwan used her great magical power to force the spiritual energy into Cheng Ping'an's body, it wouldn't take any time for all the spiritual energy to escape from the body.

In addition, Cheng Pingan cannot sense spiritual energy, nor can he be baptized by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth...

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

Although Cheng Pingan's meridians are much thicker than those of ordinary mortals, in essence, he is still a mortal body.

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

therefore.

Murong Wanwan used many methods every once in a while to wait for Cheng Ping'an's physical meridians to be warmed and nourished.

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

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

so···

Although it cost a lot, Murong Wanwan tried one method almost every year since Cheng Ping'an was thirteen.

This process has continued for the past few years.

Only then did Murong Wanwan have to stop.

Because Cheng Ping'an is now over sixty and can no longer withstand the hardships.

As a last resort, Murong Wanwan reluctantly chose to give up.

at the same time.

She was also worried that her husband had never really seen her son. She was afraid that when her husband woke up, his son would be buried in the loess.

Therefore···

Over the years, Murong Wanwan has been secretly using mild elixirs to warm her son Cheng Ping'an's declining body.

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

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 walked through the life path in her memory again.

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

It's a pity that things and people there have changed. The former 'Cheng's Bookstore' has long been converted into a blacksmith shop.

There is no trace of familiar images to be found.

at last.

Murong Wanwan accompanied her husband back to Chengjia Village.

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

Not only basking in the sun in the yard, but also spending time with the younger generation who have no spiritual roots.

And his appearance is getting older.

He looks decrepit, as if his end is approaching.

However, the calculation time is almost the same.

Mortals have a long life span, and it is a blessing to live a hundred years.

But Cheng Fan is now over ninety years old, and he is only a few years away from the limit of human lifespan.

What's more, Cheng Pingan is over sixty years old.

But within ten miles of Chengjia Village, Cheng Fan is also a somewhat famous longevity star.

Every festival, people come to visit this old man, hoping to get some luck.

To this.

Murong Wanwan looked at it and laughed secretly in her heart.

But when she thought about it, her husband's end of life was approaching day by day.

I also started to feel worried.

Because of this, it will be very dangerous if the husband cannot break through the obstacles in his final life.

Maybe, it will fall completely.

therefore.

As the days passed, Murong Wanwan saw it in her eyes and felt anxious in her heart.

Unfortunately, she didn't think of a way to help her husband.

Even if you use divine thoughts to stimulate or use divine soul secret techniques, it will be useless.

She has tried all these methods.

In fact, my husband's Taoist heart was too firm and he didn't even think about leaving a way out for himself.

But when she thought about her husband's cautious character, maybe he still had a hidden way out?

certainly.

This is also her guess.

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

Now she can only think of solutions while hoping that her husband has arranged a way out.

In this way, Murong Wanwan spent several more years of worry and fear.

This day.

Cheng Buzheng sealed himself and transformed into the world for a hundred years.

Cheng Fan, who was aging and approaching his end, was lying on the bed in his bedroom. Under the bed stood a group of virtuous sons and filial piety.

Crowds of people filled the room.

Among them, the younger generation without spiritual roots burst into tears.

"father···"

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

"Great-grandfather, please open your eyes and look at me. I am your favorite little Liuzi!"

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A sad atmosphere spread.

Among them, the younger cultivator with spiritual roots frowned slightly and looked at the old woman sitting beside the bed with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

At the same time, countless questions emerged in their minds.

Isn’t that right?

Didn’t grandma say that? My grandfather was a powerful monk with a lifespan of over a thousand years, so how could he be about to pass away?

Obviously.

They can't understand.

Nor do they understand the dangers of sealing oneself and turning into the world.

However, Murong Wanwan, who was sitting next to the bed, could not care about anything else at this time and looked at the unconscious old man lying on the bed.

The sadness is beyond words.

She held Cheng Fan's big, skinny hand tightly and murmured:

"Old man, you can't leave!

Our days are still long.

Don't scare me, open your eyes and look at me! "

"Please don't do such dangerous things in the future, okay?"

Murong Wanwan rambled.

To this.

The descendants and grandchildren beside the bed did not pay attention, thinking that their grandmother was too sad and talking nonsense.

Only the descendants who have hidden cultivation know what their grandmother said when they hear it.

After all, monks are not old fools, so to speak.

On the contrary, there is a tradition that the older you get, the better you become.

therefore.

What do these descendants of them who have hidden cultivation seem to think of at this moment?

Obviously.

Grandfather had an accident.

Otherwise, grandma would never be so sad.

He wouldn't even say such a thing.

Therefore, my grandfather definitely did not fake his death to escape.

Think of this.

These descendants with spiritual roots also know that one of the double-row jade pillars of the Cheng Clan's Immortal Clan is about to collapse.

Isn't it a good thing for the family?

Think of this.

For a while.

These virtuous sons and filial piety grandsons felt very uncomfortable.

certainly.

There is also a bit of sadness mixed in with it.

at this time···

Cheng Fan, who was lying on the bed, heard a cry coming from his ears and opened his eyes faintly.

He saw it as soon as he saw it, looking longingly at his wife, Cheng Pingan, whose face was full of sadness, and all the descendants.

See this scene.

Cheng Fan sighed in his heart:

"Although I haven't been granted the title of prime minister in this life, I still have a family full of descendants."

"It's worth it!"

Immediately.

Cheng Fan's hoarse voice said slowly:

"You guys go out first!"

"I'll have a few words with your grandmother and explain the funeral arrangements!"

Hear the words.

Those monks with spiritual roots, following the instructions of their elders, exited the room one after another.

after all.

They knew in their hearts that their grandmother was a Nascent Soul True Monarch, and her will could never be overthrown by younger generations like them.

Therefore, they wisely withdrew.

As for those younger generations without spiritual roots, although they were worried about the frivolous wealth at home, they hesitated for a moment, but under Cheng Ping'an's cold gaze, they also retreated.

soon.

There were only two people left in this room.

Cheng Fan was lying on the bed, his cloudy eyes looked at his wife beside the bed, and he opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out?

See it.

Murong Wanwan's eyes were filled with tears, her face showed sadness, and she asked softly:

"What's wrong?"

"Do you have anything to confess?"

Having said that.

But at this moment, Murong Wanwan felt the urge to tell the truth.

She didn't want her husband, this peerless strong man, to die like a mortal.

However, when she thought about telling the truth, her husband might not even have the last chance to make a breakthrough.

It is precisely because Murong Wanwan clearly knows that when she transforms into the mortal world and is dying at the end...

This is the most promising opportunity to seize the opportunity for a breakthrough.

Therefore···

Murong Wanwan suppressed the impulse in her heart and still did not tell the truth.

the other side.

Cheng Fan suddenly sighed and said:

"Honey, I'm almost dying!"

"Can't you tell me the truth?"

"What truth?"

Murong Wanwan said a little puzzled.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan lay on the bed with a disappointed look on his face and said:

"Are you the legendary immortal?"

"Are the wives from before Ping'an still alive?"

"The children and grandchildren who go out to study, and the children and grandchildren who are never seen all the year round, are they embarking on the path of immortality?"

As soon as this statement came out.

A hint of surprise flashed through the depths of Murong Wanwan's eyes.

When did your husband find out?

However, although Cheng Fan is a mortal, he is very familiar with his wife who has been with him for many years.

When he noticed the changing color deep in Murong Wanwan's eyes...

Cheng Fan understood that his guess was correct.

In the past, he didn't want to ask or know, but before he died, he wanted to get an answer.

This is his only thought now.

Immediately.

Cheng Fan said to himself:

"Back then, Ping An's first daughter-in-law went home to visit her relatives and died from a beast's mouth. I didn't doubt it!"

"But Ping An's second daughter-in-law died of massive hemorrhage during childbirth. Although I didn't notice anything unusual at the time and saw my daughter-in-law being carried out, I later found that there was no smell of blood in the delivery room."

"Perhaps ordinary people are not sensitive to the smell of blood, but I am naturally relatively sensitive to various smells."

"After that, Ping An's several wives were almost like this!"

"Although there are no flaws, I started to have doubts from then on!"

"Similarly, I also understand that this is something that is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do. Only immortals can do it if it seems true."

"After that, my children and grandchildren went out to study and have a career. Although they didn't show any abnormality when they came back, I also noticed that they were different from ordinary people."

“Until then, I wasn’t completely sure!”

“Although I don’t know why you, an immortal, would marry me, a prisoner, and get married and have children!

But before I die, I want an answer. "

To the end.

Cheng Fan, who was lying on the bed, looked at his wife expectantly and said eagerly:

"Can you tell me the truth and let me leave in peace?"

"No matter what the truth is, I can accept it!"

The words fell.

Cheng Fan was lying on the bed, his cloudy eyes staring closely at Murong Wanwan.

Hearing this, Murong Wanwan was also shocked.

Unexpectedly, this dead old man had sealed his cultivation, six senses, and soul, and still had such a keen sense of smell.

And you have endured it for so many years?

I really underestimated my husband.

He is indeed a man who has caution engraved in his bones.

Even though she, a Nascent Soul cultivator, was always paying attention to her husband, she didn't notice anything strange.

awesome.

Murong Wanwan sighed in her heart.

but.

At this moment, she understands that her husband is in an extremely sensitive period. Once he has regrets, he may not be able to grasp the secret opportunity for breakthrough.

Therefore, the husband must be relieved.

And don’t let your husband have any doubts.

It was now time to test her acting skills.

Thoughts flashed.

Murong Wanwan silently performed the performance many times in her mind, and only after there was no flaw did she start to perform.

Immediately.

Murong Wanwan looked at her wife lying on the bed, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Then he sighed softly and said:

"Why···"

"The old man didn't expect that after so many years, you wouldn't believe the old lady."

"If you have anything to say, you can't ask, you have to keep it in your heart."

"Am I still going to hurt you?"

Obviously.

Murong Wanwan used the classic tactic of beating him down.

She has already mastered this set of skills to perfection.

Immediately afterwards.

Murong Wanwan didn't care about her husband's stunned look and continued:

"Originally, the old woman wanted to tell you that when I was young, I once saved an immortal. After learning that there was no immortal root, I had to put down my thoughts.

Later, I met the immortal again in Qingshan Town. "

"I also begged the immortal to see if you have immortal roots?"

"It's a pity you don't have it either!"

"I can only give up."

"In order not to let you think too much and live in peace of mind, I didn't tell you this!"

"Similarly, Ping An has no immortal roots."

"Later, my wife, I thought that I couldn't waste this great opportunity, so I asked the immortal if there was any way for people to have immortal roots?"

"The sage told the old woman...

Immortal roots are born!

If there is, there is, if there is not, there is not. "

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