In the eyes of low-level monks, the Jiedan monk has great powers, but at this moment, Wang Changsheng realized how small he was, Wang Ping'an had no spiritual roots, died of old age and worldliness, and that feeling of powerlessness made him very heartbroken.

You must know that Wang Qingyang has not built a foundation, his longevity is almost over, many of Wang Changsheng's grandchildren have not built a foundation, and the same thing will still happen.

The avenue is ruthless, relatives and friends will leave him one by one, if he can't cultivate to a higher level, he will be like Wang Ping'an, and eventually turn into a pile of white bones.

"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 stood outside the courtyard and did not dare to approach.

"I'm going to take him home, and you guys will get a well-dressed grave. ”

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

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

Wang Qingyang's longevity is also almost over, full of gray hair, and it is estimated that it will be a matter of a few years.

Wang Ping'an was sent to the 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 Ping'an's uncle, but they had never met, and their hearts did not fluctuate much.

Wang Ping'an's ashes, half sprinkled in Qinglian Villa, half in the urn, Wang Changsheng set up a spirit card for Wang Ping'an, which said "Filial son Wang Ping'an's spiritual position", placed in the side room, left as a memory.

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

Wang Qingqing gave birth to two sons and a daughter, but unfortunately, in addition to Zhao Ziyu, the other two children have no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate immortals.

Zhao Ziyu has already begun to cultivate immortals, and is quite interested in the art of puppets, the level of puppet making is relatively high, and he has won the true inheritance of Wang Qingqing, which is not surprising, the descendants stand on the shoulders of the predecessors, have a little talent, as long as they are willing to work hard, they will definitely be able to go farther than the predecessors.

Qi Shanshan has already sat down, Wang Qingzhi has not remarried, he has two sons and a daughter, and he has caught up with the good time, both sons have built a foundation, and his daughter does not have this luck.

After Qi Shanshan left, Wang Qingzhi put most of his energy on cultivating his grandson, Wang Qiuhong and Wang Qiushuang have already married, and Wang Qiuming has not yet married.

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

The Wang family now collects a lot of planting classics, Wang Qingzhi and the spirit plant husband in the clan together to sort out, add some new content, compiled a "Wang spirit plant compendium", easy for future generations to view, with the passage of time, there must be a spirit plant disappear, there will also be a new spirit plant.

Wang Qingyang is a first-order winemaker, with three sons and two daughters, but his qualifications are mediocre, he has no foundation, and his grandchildren are not outstanding, and he now puts his hope on his great-grandchildren.

"Your mother and I are either in retreat or on a trip, and we can't take care of you all the time, so you have to take care of yourself, understand?"

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

Wang Qingqing and the others agreed in unison, and they all opened their mouths to comfort Wang Changsheng and asked Wang Changsheng not to be too sad.

Wang Changsheng told them a few words and asked them to retreat, Wang Qingyuan did not leave, his face was embarrassed, and he seemed to have something to say.

"Qingyang, there are no outsiders here, you can just say it if you have something to say. ”

Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Qingyang, who was full of white hair, sighed lightly, and said with a pleasant face.

"Dad, Tianjue is only twenty-five years old, he has done something wrong, he should be punished, but he will be imprisoned for life, is it too ruthless? I hope my father will spare him this time! The child promised that he would be strictly disciplined in the future, and he would never be allowed to do anything that dishonored the reputation of his clan again. ”

Wang Qingyang knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, Wang Tianjue was his favorite grandson, Wang Qingyang really couldn't bear Wang Tianjue to be imprisoned for life, and pleaded with Wang Changsheng.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's face turned cold, and he reprimanded unceremoniously: "Strict discipline? Are you embarrassed to say this, if you discipline strictly, will he bully men and women and molest the female monks of many small families? He will be imprisoned for life, and you will be half responsible." ”

"Dad, it's all the child's fault, no matter how you punish the child, the child will admit it, please spare Tianjue! He's only twenty-five years old!"

Wang Qingyang burst into tears and kowtowed a few times.

Wang Changsheng sighed lightly and said: "The country has national laws, the family has family rules, he is my great-grandson, he has done something wrong, he must not be spared, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, I can't bring bad atmosphere in the clan, you don't ask for him to kiss, don't kill him, it's enough to forgive him." ”

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

He is the pillar of the family and a father, raising a great-grandson by his side, but he did not violate the family rules, and he can appease Wang Qingyang.

"Thank you, Dad, I hope I am quite interested in the art of alchemy, he has always wanted to learn the art of alchemy from his great-grandfather, and the child will send him here. ”

Wang Changsheng's face softened, helped Wang Qingyang up, wiped away his tears for him, and said: "How old are you, you are still like a child, take good care of your body, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, don't work too hard." ”

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

Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Qingyang's departing back and sighed lightly.

Wang Ruyan had already cultivated to a critical moment, as long as she advanced to the ninth layer of the foundation building, she would be able to use the knot pill spirit object to impact the knot pill stage.

During this period, Wang Changsheng will always stay in Qinglian Villa and protect Wang Ruyan.

Wang Changyue walked in quickly, her expression was a little gloomy, she sighed lightly, and said comfortingly: "Brother, I heard about peace, life and death are fate, don't be too sad." ”

"Thank you, Changyue, the most reassuring thing for my brother is you now, you are not too young, you should find one"

Immortal cultivators don't have to get married, but Liu Qing'er left her last words before she died, asking Wang Changsheng to find a good family for Wang Changyue, and Wang Changsheng has always remembered this.

"I'll talk about this later, did you set up a spirit card for Ping'an? I, who is an aunt, couldn't give him the last ride, so I should give him incense. ”

Wang Changsheng nodded, and took Wang Changyue to the side room where Wang Ping'an's spirit card 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, saying that he has something important to talk to you. ”

Wang Changyue said in the end, his voice was much quieter, and a flush flew up on his white cheeks.