Top of Qinglian

Chapter 1064

"Mrs. Liu, I'll go over and ask."

Chen Ze put away the black jade plate and left in a hurry.

Half an hour later, he appeared at Ye Haitang's residence. Ye Haitang was sitting in the stone pavilion with a calm expression.

"Chen Daoyou, I asked Cousin Qingling, there is nothing I can do about it, please ask Gao Ming, I don't want Xuan Yinjing."

Ye Haitang said calmly, she can arrange a formation to hatch this spirit beast egg, but it needs to be done in a place full of yin energy, in that case, she needs to leave Qinglong Island, she will not be so stupid.

"Fairy Ye, no matter what, you've done me a little favor, how about it! I'll give you a small piece of Mysterious Yin Crystal, and let's treat it as if we make friends, with multiple friends and multiple paths, what do you think?"

Chen Ze said sincerely, and took out a black spar the size of an egg.

"Thank you Daoyou Chen for your kindness. I don't get rewarded for nothing. I don't like taking other people's things for nothing. How about this! I'll buy it from you with Lingshi."

Chen Ze didn't refuse either, and agreed, and sold the egg-sized Xuanyin crystal to Ye Haitang for 1 yuan in spirit stones.

After seeing Chen Ze off, Ye Haitang walked into the blue attic.

In the attic, there is a magic circle more than ten feet in size, and there are more than a dozen grooves of different sizes on the magic circle.

Ye Haitang took out more than a dozen Xuanyin stones, together with the Xuanyin crystal, put them into the groove, and sat cross-legged on the magic circle.

"When the war is over, I will follow my uncle and aunt to practice in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Ghosts. At that time, I don't need to absorb the Yin Qi in the Xuanyin Stone and Xuanyin Crystal, and I will directly form a formation to gather the Yin Qi."

Ye Haitang said to herself and closed her eyes.

Not long after, a large black glow appeared on her body, and a large ghost figure loomed behind her, and the howling of ghosts and wolves was loud, giving people a feeling of being in purgatory.

Red Moon Sea Area, Silver Snake Island.

In a certain blue attic, Wang Qiuhong was lying on the bed with gray temples and wrinkled face, while Wang Mengfen, Wang Qingqi, and Wang Qiuxin stood in front of the window.

Along the open window, you can see three huge dark clouds in the sky, the dark clouds are distributed in different places, with lightning and thunder, it is obvious that someone is attacking the alchemy stage.

Wang Qingqi sighed softly and said, "Qiuhong, just say what you have to say! We will try our best to do it for you."

"Si Bo, Meng Fen, I know that my time is numbered. I only have two small requests. Youwei is the most outstanding descendant of my lineage. I hope you will take good care of him. Of course, if he violates the family rules , you don’t indulge him, and you will definitely punish him severely. After I die, everything will be kept simple, and my ashes will be transported back to Donghuang and sprinkled in Qinglian Villa. I hope my soul will return to my homeland.”

Wang Qiuhong's tone was weak, and he looked very weak. He grew up in the Eastern Wasteland of Wei. He started as a shop boy and went all the way to the position of the patriarch. , He also came to the end of his life.

"What else! Are you only asking for these two?"

Wang Qiuhong stretched out his withered palm, held Wang Mengfen's tightly, and said solemnly: "Mengfen, remember, as the head of the family, you must be diligent and responsible. Please take care of the future of the family. Every generation has its own responsibility. The mission of a generation, my mission has been completed, and the rest will be left to you, as long as the tribe is united, diligent and self-disciplined, and work hard, one day, my Qinglianwang family will become a family of cultivators."

At the end, Wang Qiuhong's expression became very excited.

For the Immortal Cultivation Family, the Immortal Cultivation Family is a very important symbol. Only a Cultivation Family with more than five Nascent Soul Cultivators and tens of thousands of members can be called an Immortal Cultivation Family.

In Wang Qiuhong's dream, he also hopes that his family will become a family of cultivators, which is the goal he has fought for all his life.

"Uncle Qiuhong Zeng, don't worry, my grandson will be diligent and responsible, and take good care of the family. If the family becomes a family of cultivators, my grandson will definitely go to your grave and tell you that one day, we will return to Donghuang and rebuild the Qing Dynasty. lotus."

Wang Mengfen assured with a dignified expression, showing longing.

He grew up in Qinglian Villa, and he liked Qinglian Villa more than Silver Snake Island.

"Return to the Eastern Wasteland? Rebuild Qinglian?"

Wang Qiuhong said to himself, with a look of reminiscence on his face, the sound of thunder became smaller and smaller, and all kinds of experiences in his life appeared in his mind one after another like a horse watching flowers.

The joy of being promoted to the shopkeeper, the sadness of cousins ​​who died in the war, the ecstasy of grandfather Jiedan, the grief of being attacked by the family, the excitement of grandparents having babies, and the joy of young and promising descendants.

He stared closely at the dark clouds in the sky, and said to himself, "I don't know how many alchemy cultivators can be added to the family this time."

An irresistible drowsiness hit, Wang Qiuhong resisted the drowsiness, his eyes widened, fixedly staring at the dark clouds in the sky, he could clearly see the bloodshot eyes, and he firmly grasped the bedding on his body with both hands.

There was a loud thunder, and several dark clouds in the sky turned into a large piece of silver lightning that flew out from the sky and sank below.

After a while, a slight shrill sound came from Wang Mengfen's arms. He took out a communication disk, typed in a spell, and said happily, "Great, Aunt Tianqi and Uncle Tianwen have entered the alchemy stage. Unfortunately, Auntie Qiuli and Uncle Qiuyan failed.”

Both Wang Qiuyan and Wang Tianqi hit the alchemy stage for the second time, and Wang Qiuyan was still a second-rank top-rank alchemist. Unfortunately, Wang Qiuyan failed, and Wang Qiuli had another chance to hit the alchemy stage.

"Uncle Qiuhong Zeng, that's great, there are two more alchemy cultivators in the clan."

Wang Mengfen showed joy, and looked towards Wang Qiuhong, only to see Wang Qiuhong closed his eyes, loosened the bedding with his hands, and his face was full of relief.

"Uncle Qiuhong Zeng!"

Wang Qingqi and Wang Mengfen showed grief, especially Wang Qingqi. Wang Qiuhong could be said to have been watched by Wang Qingqi. Very sad.

When Wang Qiuxin saw this scene, he was very sad. When he was young, he often went to Wang Qingzhi's house to grab a meal. Wang Qiuhong complained about Wang Qiuxin, but when Wang Qiuxin was not full, Wang Qiuhong gave Wang Qiuxin half of his meal.

"Meng Fen, Qiuhong's funeral will be left to you. According to his will, the body will be cremated, transported back to Donghuang, and sprinkled in Qinglian Villa. We must remember that one day, we will return to Donghuang. Huang, rebuild Qinglian."

Wang Qingqi's complexion was heavy, and Wang Qiuhong's words made him feel a lot of emotion. A generation has a mission for a generation. Wang Qiuhong has completed his mission, but Wang Qingqi's mission has not yet been completed.

"Yes, Uncle Gao, return to Donghuang and rebuild Qinglian."

Wang Mengfen and Wang Qiuxin agreed, speaking forcefully.

　Every generation has its own mission. Qiuhong left and Wang Mengfen took over. Group number 235114824
　
(End of this chapter)