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

Wen En, who was sent to the sect, entered Qi cultivation at the age of ten, while Wei Wen was slightly slower than Wen En because the exercises he practiced at the beginning were too bad, and he only transferred to the three-turn heavy yuan gong later, but he also entered at the age of twelve, and he still belonged to the performance of genius.

In the past three years, Lu Weiwen has come to the second layer of qi training, and is at the peak of the second layer 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.

As he drank tea, he felt a little sad.

"Great-grandfather, what are you thinking?"

Lu Chaoheng stretched out his hand, touched Xiao Weiwen's head, and said, "I wonder what Xiao Weiwen will be like in the future, is it a great monk who stands up to the sky and the earth, and becomes the guardian of the family?"

"I will!"

"Haha!" Lu Chaoheng smiled rarely, "Then there will definitely be countless young talents who will come to my Lu family to ask you for marriage." ”

"I won't marry!" Lu Weiwen said without hesitation, "I want to be like the grandmother of the Ming Dynasty, never marry in my life, and devote myself to the family!"

"It's not good to learn from your great-grandmother in the Ming Dynasty, you always have to find a companion, you can recruit a son-in-law like your great-grandmother in the Xia Dynasty. ”

"Oh, it's early!"

"Well, it's a bit early, the Yuan Yin of the female monk, the same as the Yuan Yang of the male monk, if you are interested in the Great Dao, then it is best not to break it before building the foundation. ”

"Great-grandfather!"

"Don't say it, don't say it, Xiao Weiwen is ashamed, hahaha!" "It's quite interesting to tease your 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 last year.

He asked about going to the big class today, and when he heard that the first big competition in the door would be held in the second half of the year, he said, "Take the first one!"

"Huh?" Lu Weiwen was a little flustered, she waved her hand, and hurriedly said: "There are many 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 Weiwen is a genius, that guy Chaoxi, when he practiced qi at the second or third level, the ordinary qi training at the fifth layer was no longer his opponent. ”

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

"It's all twin spirit roots, what's so incomparable?" Lu Chaoheng raised his hand and pointed to 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 did as she said, and under the guidance of her great-grandfather, she opened the box and saw a splendid bag inside, which looked heavy.

"This?"

"This is Wanxuan Golden Spirit Sand, don't look at it as just a bag of sand, but it is actually a magic weapon, which was specially found for me by my father, the ancestor of our Lu family. Although it is only a first-order high-grade weapon, it is extremely exquisite, and it is much more expensive than an ordinary second-order magic weapon...... After you have practiced well, it should help you win the first place in the second half of the competition. ”

"This ...... How can I ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Chaoheng.

"Go ahead, practice well. ”

After hesitating, Lu Weiwen still accepted the things and then retired.

Looking at the back of his great-granddaughter leaving, Lu Chaoheng let out a long sigh, if he could see Xiao Weiwen win the first place before he died, he would die without regrets.

Just thinking about it, a sleepiness came to my heart, and I had just cleared my mind for a while, and now I felt even more tired.

With his eyes closed, he was ready to sleep for a while.

In his slumber, his breathing slowed and weakened until he stopped.

He still didn't see Lu Weiwen break through to the third layer of Qi training, and he didn't even see Lu Weiwen win the championship.

And at the same moment, a message popped out of Lu Qing's system interface:

[Lu Chaoheng died at the age of 119. 】

Lu Qing's heart twitched, and indescribable sadness surged into his heart.

This day will come sooner or later, and Lu Qing has long been mentally prepared, but when this scene really comes, he still feels weak.

Of his nine children, the third and eighth are dead, and only three of the remaining seven have built the foundation.

Chaoheng, Chaoling, Chaojun, and Jin Dynasty, the four of them who failed to build a foundation will all leave one after another when they are one hundred and twenty years old.

This is inevitable, and Lu Qing has no choice.

Lu Chaoheng is his second son, and his age has expired, and he heard that Chaoheng's body has been declining very quickly recently......

He has already realized that his second son may not be able to survive this year, but he still finds it difficult to accept when it comes to the end.

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

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

He saw the aging Lu Chaoheng, lying peacefully on the recliner, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had thought 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 is not talented, to be honest, he was also very disappointed back then, but with the eldest son Zhuyu in front, it was actually okay. This kid has not been smart since he was a child, a little dull, and his spiritual roots are not good, but he is better than his down-to-earth personality and diligence. As a father, he will never ignore it at all, no matter how he supports it, he also supports it until the Qi refining period.

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

He leaned down, and the palm of his consciousness body gently brushed over Chaoheng's face.

For an immortal cultivator, such an ending doesn't seem to be too bad.

Once, on the road of Lu Chaoxi's own growth, monks fought among themselves for chance, for resources, for exercises, and even just a battle for face, killing people to the head.

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 a lot of sacrifices. But no matter how difficult it is, with a family behind them, the Lu family is much stronger than the rootless scattered cultivators, both in terms of their future and their own destiny.

For example, Lu Chaoheng, if he didn't have a Jindan monk as his father, how could the Five Spirit Roots be able to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi cultivation? If it was a casual cultivator, it would be an extravagant hope if he wanted to die a proper life.

At the end of life, these four words should be a good word.

......

A few days later, Chaoheng was buried and buried in the ancestral tomb of Yuyan Mountain, and the spirit tablet was also invited into the ancestral hall.

Lu Weiwen cried very sadly at the funeral, and Lu Qing's spirit floated beside her, wanting to comfort this great-great-granddaughter, but it was okay to think about it.

When Chaoheng Lingpai entered the ancestral hall, another message jumped out of Lu Qing's system interface:

[Lu Chaoheng had an obsession before his death, and after activating it, he could transfer his cultivation experience to the person he expected. Lu Chaoheng is in the Qi refining period, and it costs 20 karma to activate, do you agree to activate?]

[Lu Chaoheng died at the end of his life, and he was obsessed and met the conditions for reincarnation. Lu Chaoheng is in the Qi refining period, and reincarnation requires 50 karma, do you agree to reincarnation?]

Lu Qing undoubtedly chose to agree.