Lu Weiwen did not disappoint Lu Chaoheng's expectations.

Wen En, who was sent to the sect, entered the practice of Qi at the age of ten. Because Wei Wen practiced too bad at the beginning, she later transferred to the Three-Turn Chongyuan Gong, so she was slightly slower than Wen En. However, she also entered at the age of twelve, and was still a genius.

In the past three years, Lu Weiwen has arrived at the second level of Qi training and is at the peak of Qi training and can achieve a breakthrough at any time.

But it's a pity... Lu Chaoheng felt that he might not be able to see it.

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 wonder what Xiao Weiwen will be like in the future? Will he be a great monk who stands tall and strong? Become the guardian of the family?"

"I will definitely do it!"

"Haha!" Lu Chaoheng smiled rare, "There will definitely be countless young talents coming to my Lu family to propose to you."

"I won't marry!" Lu Weiwen said without hesitation, "I will never marry forever like Ming Chao's grandmother, and stay in the family wholeheartedly!"

"It's not good to learn from your great-grandfather of Mingchao. You always have to find a companion, and you can recruit a son-in-law like your great-grandfather of Xiachao."

"Oh, it's still early!"

"Well, it's a bit early. The Yuanyin of a female monk is the same as the Yuanyang of a male monk. If you have the ambition to the great way, it's best not to break it before building the foundation."

"Grandpa Zeng!"

"If you don't say it, Xiao Weiwen is embarrassed and annoyed, hahaha!" It's quite interesting to tease her great-granddaughter.

After becoming more excited, Lu Chaoheng also felt that his spirit was much better.

This has been rare in the past year.

He asked about the situation when he was going to take the big class today. He heard that the first inside competition was going to be held in the late month, so he said, "Get the first one!"

"Eh?" Lu Weiwen was a little panicked. She waved her hand and said quickly: "There are so many brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts. The most powerful ones are the fifth level of Qi training. How can I be the opponent!"

"Don't be afraid, my Weiwen is a genius. Chaoxi, when he was practicing Qi 2 and 3 levels, the ordinary Qi 5 levels were no longer his opponent."

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

"There are all two spiritual roots, what can't be compared to?" Lu Chaoheng raised his hand and pointed at the bottom of his bed, "Xiao Weiwen, there is a box under the bed. Please find it and drag it out."

"oh……"

Lu Weiwen acted as she said. Under the guidance of her great-grandfather, she opened the box and saw a beautiful bag inside, which looked heavy.

"this?"

"This is Wanxuan Jin Ling Sand. Although it is just a bag of sand, it is actually a magic weapon. It was specially found by my father and our Lu family ancestors. Although it is only the first-level top-grade, it is extremely exquisite and much more expensive than ordinary second-level magic weapons. I hid it back then and didn't let it be sold... After you practice it, you can help you win the first place in the late-month competition."

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

Before he could finish his refusal, he was interrupted by Lu Chaoheng.

"Go, go and practice well."

After hesitating for a while, Lu Weiwen took over the things and then surrendered them.

Looking at the back of his great-granddaughter leaving, Lu Chaoheng sighed long. If he could see Xiao Weiwen win the first place before his death, he would have died without regrets.

Just as I was thinking, a feeling of sleepiness surged into my heart. I had just been in a clear state for a while and now I felt even more tired.

Close his eyes and he prepares to sleep for a while.

During his deep sleep, his breathing gradually slowed down and weakened until it stopped.

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

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

[Lu Chaoheng died at the age of 119.]

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

This day will come sooner or later, and Lu Qing has already made mental preparations, but when this scene really came, he still felt guilty and couldn't calm down.

Among his nine children, the third and eighth children are already dead, and only three of the seven are left to build the foundation.

Chaoheng, Chaoling, Chaojun, and Jinchao, the four of them who failed to build the foundation will leave one after another until 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 has heard that Chaoheng's body has been declining very quickly recently...

He had already realized that his second son might not be able to last this year, but he still felt it was difficult to accept when things were about to come.

While sending the message to the eldest son, his figure also floated to Lu Chaoheng's room.

He was the fastest to come, and no one knew about him by then.

He saw the old 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 he had spent day and night with him.

The second son has a poor talent. To be honest, he was also very disappointed back then, but it was actually okay to have the eldest son, Zhuyu, before. This kid was not smart since childhood, a little slow, and had a bad spiritual root, but he was successful in his down-to-earth personality and diligence. As a father, he would never care about it at all. No matter how he supported him, he also supported him to the Qi Refining Period.

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

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

For a cultivator, this ending seems to be too bad.

Once upon a time, on the road of Lu Qing's growth, monks fought for opportunities, resources, martial arts, and even just face-saving battles, killing people.

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

Although the family has encountered many difficulties over the years, and the family's monks have also succeeded and sacrificed a lot. But no matter how difficult it is, with a family behind, the Lu people are much better than the rootless cultivator in terms of their future and their own destiny.

For example, Lu Chaoheng, if he was not a Jindan monk, how could he cultivate the five spiritual roots to the ninth level of Qi training? If he was a casual cultivator, it would be a luxury to die of life.

These four words are considered good words when you die.

...

A few days later, Chaoheng was 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 spiritual body floated beside her, wanting to comfort her great-granddaughter, but I can forget it if I think about it.

When entering the ancestral hall from Hengling Card, another message jumped out of Lu Qing's system interface:

[Lu Chaoheng had an obsession before his lifetime, and after activation, his practice experience could be transferred to the person he expected. Lu Chaoheng was in the Qi Refining Period, and activation would cost 20 karma. Do you agree to activation?]

[Lu Chaoheng died of his life and was obsessed with it, which 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.
Chapter completed!