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Chapter 576 Recent Conditions of Children and Grandchildren (Part [-])
In the eyes of low-ranking monks, the alchemy cultivator has great powers, but at this moment, Wang Changsheng realized how insignificant he was. Wang Ping'an had no spiritual roots, died of old age, and died in the world. The feeling of powerlessness made him very sad.

One must know that Wang Qingyang did not establish a foundation, and his lifespan is almost at the end of his life. Many of Wang Changsheng's grandchildren have not established a foundation, and the same thing will still happen.

Dao is ruthless, and his relatives and friends will leave him one by one. If he cannot cultivate to a higher level, he will eventually turn into a pile of loess just like Wang Ping'an.

"Daddy takes you home, daddy takes you home."

Wang Changsheng wiped away his tears, picked up Wang Ping'an's body, and walked out.

Wang Ping'an's children and grandchildren guarded outside the yard, not daring to approach.

He looked at a middle-aged man and let the middle-aged man walk over.

The middle-aged man is Wang Tai, the youngest son of Wang Ping'an.

"Ping An's room is under your control. I want to take him home. You guys make a clothes grave."

After Wang Changsheng said this, he turned into a blue ray of light and broke through the air.

Back at Qinglian Villa, Wang Changsheng called his children and grandchildren and cremated Wang Ping'an on the spot.

Wang Qingyang's lifespan is almost at the end of his life, and his hair is full of gray hair. It is estimated that it will only be a few years.

Wang Pingan was sent to the secular world at the age of five. Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingzhi and Wang Qingyang were a little sad. Wang Qiushuang and other grandchildren had heard of Wang Pingan's uncle, but they had never met him, so their mood did not fluctuate much.

Half of Wang Ping'an's ashes were sprinkled in Qinglian Villa, and half were packed in an urn. Wang Changsheng set up a spiritual tablet for Wang Pingan, which said "the spiritual seat of filial son Wang Pingan", and put it in a side room as a reminder.

Wang Changsheng chatted with them and asked about their recent situation.

Wang Qingqing gave birth to two sons and a daughter. Unfortunately, except for Zhao Ziyu, the other two children have no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate immortality.

Zhao Ziyu has already started cultivating immortals, and he is very interested in the art of puppets. The level of puppets is relatively high, and he has won the true inheritance of Wang Qingqing. This is not surprising. The descendants stand on the shoulders of the predecessors. Can go farther than the predecessors.

Qi Shanshan has passed away, and Wang Qingzhi has not remarried. He has two sons and a daughter. When the time is right, both sons have established their foundations. The daughter has no such luck.

After Qi Shanshan left, Wang Qingzhi devoted most of his energy to nurturing his grandson. Wang Qiuhong and Wang Qiushuang were married, and Wang Qiuming was not yet married.

Wang Qingzhi has five inner grandchildren and three outer grandchildren with mediocre qualifications, but Wang Qingzhi believes that where there is a will, there is a way, as long as they work hard, they will definitely be able to go farther than themselves.

The Wang family now has a lot of classics on planting. Wang Qingzhi and Ling Zhifu in the family sorted them out, added some new content, and compiled a "Compendium of Wang's Lingzhi" for future generations to view. As time goes by, there must be spiritual plants disappearing, and new spiritual plants will appear.

Wang Qingyang is a first-class winemaker. He has three sons and two daughters, but their qualifications are mediocre, none of them have built a foundation, and there are no outstanding grandchildren. Now he puts his hopes on his great-grandson.

"Your mother and I are either retreating or going on a trip. We can't take care of you all the time. You have to take care of yourself, understand?"

Wang Changsheng said earnestly that Wang Ping'an's death had touched him a lot.

Wang Qingqing and the others agreed with one voice, and they all spoke to comfort Wang Changsheng, telling Wang Changsheng not to be too sad.

Wang Changsheng asked them to retreat after a few words of advice, but Wang Qingyang did not leave, with a troubled expression on his face, as if he had something to say.

"Qing Yang, there are no outsiders here, just speak up if you have something to say."

Wang Changsheng looked at the white-haired Wang Qingyang, sighed softly, and said kindly.

"Father, Tianjue is only 25 years old. He has done something wrong and deserves to be punished, but is it too harsh to be imprisoned for life? I hope that Daddy will forgive him this time! My boy promises that he will be strictly disciplined in the future and will never be punished." Don’t let us do anything that insults our family’s reputation.”

Wang Qingyang knelt on the ground and begged bitterly. Wang Tianjue was his favorite grandson. Wang Qingyang couldn't bear Wang Tianjue's lifelong imprisonment and pleaded with Wang Changsheng.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's face turned cold, and he reprimanded unceremoniously: "Strict discipline? You still have the nerve to say this, if you strictly discipline, he will bully men and women, and molested female monks from many small families What? He will be imprisoned for life, half of your responsibility."

"Father, it's all my fault. No matter how you punish me, I will admit it. Please forgive Tian Jue! He is only 25 years old!"

Wang Qingyang was in tears and kowtowed heavily.

Wang Changsheng sighed softly, and said: "The state owns the state laws, and the family has family rules. He is my great-grandson. If he did something wrong, he must not be forgiven lightly. If the upper beam is not upright and the lower beam is crooked, I can't bring down the ethos in the clan. You don't need to intercede for him, if you don't kill him, it's enough to forgive him."

He thought of Wang Ping'an who had just passed away, looked at Wang Qingyang who was kneeling in front of him, felt soft in his heart, and sighed: "You still have so many grandsons, pick one with better qualifications and send it to me, and I will train him well. "

He is the pillar of the family and also a father. He raised a great-grandson by his side, which did not violate the family rules, and he could appease Wang Qingyang.

"Thank you, Dad. Hopeful is very interested in the art of refining weapons. He has always wanted to learn the art of refining weapons from his great-grandfather. My son will send him here."

Wang Changsheng's face softened, he helped Wang Qingyang, wiped away his tears, and said, "You are still like a child, take good care of your body, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, don't work too hard."

Wang Qingyang agreed to come down, Wang Changsheng talked to him for a while, and told him to go back and rest.

Looking at Wang Qingyang's leaving back, Wang Changsheng sighed softly.

Wang Ruyan has already practiced to the critical moment, as long as she advances to the ninth floor of foundation building, she can use the alchemy spirit to attack the alchemy stage.

During this period, Wang Changsheng will stay at Qinglian Villa to protect Wang Ruyan.

Wang Changyue walked in quickly, with a sad expression on her face. She sighed lightly, and comforted her: "Brother, I've heard about safety. Life and death are fate. Don't be too sad."

Wang Changsheng nodded, and said: "You have a heart, Changyue, the brother is most worried about you now, and you are not too old, it's time to find a couple who are dual cultivators."

Immortal cultivators don't have to get married, but Liu Qing'er left a last word before she died, asking Wang Changsheng to find a good marriage for Wang Changyue, and Wang Changsheng has always kept this matter in mind.

"I'll talk about this later. Did you set up a spirit card for Ping An? My aunt failed to see him off for the last time, so I should offer him incense."

Wang Changsheng nodded, and led Wang Changyue to the side room where Wang Ping'an's spirit tablet was located.

Wang Changyue lit a bunch of sandalwood and inserted it into the incense burner.

"By the way, brother, he has always wanted to see you and said he has something important to talk to you about."

At the end of Wang Changyue's speech, her voice was much lower, and a blush rose on her white cheeks.

(End of this chapter)