Yunmeng Peak

Chapter 115 The Death of Cheng Yuanliang

Half a day later, after the four of them recovered their aura, Cheng Xiang returned to Shuinan Town and continued to garrison. With the approaching tide of beasts, the family attached great importance to garrisoning the town.

Although mineral veins are important and are an important source of income for the family, people are equally important. Ordinary people are the foundation of the Xiuxian family.

A few days later, a blue light and shadow slid across the sky not far away, and slowly landed in the stone forest. Seeing this, Cheng Yuanjie and the others quickly stepped forward.

The cyan light and shadow is a [-]-foot-long cyan flying boat. A large number of cyan runes are inscribed in the flying boat, which constantly emits faint spiritual fluctuations.

Standing on the blue flying boat was a white-haired middle-aged man with immortal demeanor, his eyes were extremely clear without any impurities, he had a goatee on his chin, and he was wearing the same elder gown embroidered with white clouds as Cheng Yuanjie.

This person is the Cheng family's third-rank middle-rank formation mage, the master of the general affairs hall, and the fourth elder of the Yunmeng Cheng family.

Cheng Yuanjie cried out when he saw this person.

"Brother Nine!"

As for Cheng Qifeng and Cheng Xiangguang bowed their hands.

"Master Jiu!"

"Uncle Nine!"

The white-haired middle-aged man simply waved his hand.

"Nineteen sisters, can this vein be detected?"

"Barely counted as a small vein, similar to the Qingling iron vein, let's set up the magic circle as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, Cheng Yuan's eyes showed joy, and then he said, "Okay! Okay!"

"It's so big. If the management is good, it is impossible to restore the glory of the ancestors, but the family will definitely be able to use this mine to increase its strength in a short period of time."

But when Cheng Yuan looked at Cheng Qifeng first, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he turned to look at Cheng Yuanjie.

"Nineteenth sister, come here!"

Cheng Yuanjie followed with doubts on his face, causing Cheng Qifeng and the two to be puzzled. Cheng Qifeng secretly felt that it might be related to him.

Although Cheng Yuanjie and Cheng Yuanjie didn't leave very far, they set up restrictions around them, so that Cheng Qifeng and Cheng Xiangguang didn't hear what they said.

A moment later, Cheng Yuanjie and Cheng Yuan walked up to Cheng Qifeng and Cheng Qifeng with a sad face.

After dozens of breaths of silence, Cheng Yuan let out a long sigh, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, and then spoke lightly, breaking the silence.

"Ninth Elder Cheng Yuanliang passed away at noon yesterday!"

Hearing this, Cheng Qifeng's eyes filled with thick mist after a few breaths. Although he knew that Cheng Yuanliang's life would not be long, he didn't expect this day to come so soon, so he immediately asked, "What did Master 21 say?" not?"

Cheng Yuan also said bluntly: "You also know that Brother 21 is paralyzed in bed, and his life energy is exhausted!"

"Qi Feng doesn't need to think too much. Although Old 21's life has not been smooth, it may not be a blessing for a monk to live until his lifespan is exhausted."

Hearing this, Cheng Qifeng lowered his head. Although he knew this truth, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

After Cheng Yuanliang was poisoned by the poisonous snake, although he was cured and paralyzed in bed, his lifespan was still short for several years, so it was inevitable.

But for those monks who died tragically before the end of their lifespan, it can be said to be much better. The world of cultivating immortals is cruel, and it is extremely difficult to live to a hundred years old.

The four of them didn't speak any more. After dozens of breaths, Cheng Qifeng raised his head. Under the sunlight, his eyes flashed brightly, and he said: "Brother Qi Hui, do you know about Mr. 21?"

"Already rushed back to the family!"

"Jiu Ye, I want to go back to Yunmeng Mountain to pay respects to 21 Ye!"

Cheng Yuan had obviously anticipated this, and immediately agreed.

"Okay, let's go now!"

Hearing this, Cheng Qifeng nodded to Cheng Yuan with gratitude in his eyes, and just as Cheng Qifeng was about to use the flying magic weapon to return, Cheng Yuanjie's voice came from behind: "Qi Feng, come back on Xiaobai!" ! Hurry up!"

As soon as the words were finished, Cheng Yuanjie called out the low-rank third-rank fairy crane from the beast imperial bag.

For this, Cheng Qifeng was extremely grateful, bowed to everyone, and then stepped on the fairy crane, turned into a light and shadow, and quickly flew towards Yunmeng Mountain.

Cheng Yuan first watched the white light and shadow gradually disappear, feeling a little emotional in his heart: "Sister Nineteen, do you still remember the beast tide that happened decades ago? We were the same way back then! This past 90 years has passed like this There are fewer and fewer people in our generation!"

Cheng Yuanjie, who had always treated others with a cold face, was unexpectedly comforted when she heard this.

"Ninth brother, don't think too much, maybe for the 21st brother, living is the pain. The 21st brother was so high-spirited back then, but it was because of that incident that the dantian was damaged and the Taoist was killed. If it weren't for these years Qi Hui, that little guy, I'm afraid it's..."

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanxian's heart felt as if thousands of needles were pricking his heart, the pain was extremely painful, his eyes became dizzy, and a memory from decades ago flashed in his eyes.

After dozens of breaths of silence, Cheng Yuan first spoke with grief on his face: "The family has wronged him all these years, if I could have arrived earlier back then, maybe the 21st brother still has a lot of opportunities to build a foundation in the realm!"

Hearing this scene, Cheng Yuanjie shook his head, sighed, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said firmly, "Ninth brother, the family should change!"

"I see!"

"After the death of brother 21, Qi Hui, please take care of him. During the conversation with brother 21 a few years ago, I knew that Qi Hui was more interested in refining weapons, and he reached the second-level middle-grade refining master through his own exploration. Artifact refining also has some talent, and now with this earth black iron mine, the family is bound to train artisan masters, and Qi Hui will be added to it!"

After Cheng Yuanliang heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Cheng Yuanjie never cared about the family affairs, but now he speaks for others like this, which is extremely rare.

As the head of the family general affairs hall, he has known about Cheng Qihui for a long time, but in recent years, the family resources are not much, and tens of thousands of spirit stones have to be saved for the purchase of rising dragon pills, so he has not cultivated Cheng Qihui and other talented people. Talented people.

Now that there is this Tuxuan Iron Mine, the family's refining masters are bound to be insufficient, and Cheng Qihui and other clan members who are talented in refining will be cultivated.

After pondering for a while, Cheng Yuanliang nodded and agreed.

On the top of Yunmeng Mountain, Cheng Xianghe looked at the houses below the mountain covered with white cloths, he felt sad, a mist appeared in his eyes, his expression gradually became lax, and he whispered to himself: "Father, you have been dead for 96 years, Now Uncle 21 is gone too!"

"If Uncle 21 hadn't done it for that Ziyun fruit at that time, maybe he has already built the foundation now, and Uncle 21 wouldn't die today!"

His voice gradually choked up, and after dozens of breaths of silence, when he raised his head again, the tears in his eyes had already fallen to the ground.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Dad! Do you know how tired I am all these years!..."

More than 90 years ago, Cheng Xianghe, who was only in the late stage of Qi training, was ordered to become the third generation patriarch of the Yunmeng Cheng clan after the death of Cheng Jicheng, the second generation ancestor of the Yunmeng Cheng clan.

Although everyone in the Yunmengcheng clan knew Cheng Xianghe's cultivation talent, but his cultivation level was too low, which caused many clansmen to be quite puzzled by this arrangement at that time, and even many clansmen were dissatisfied with it. Cheng Xianghe, who has cultivated qi, has nothing to do about it. He is not the patriarch of a qi-training family, but the foundation-building family.

At that time, if it wasn't for Cheng Yuanqu's strong suppression of dissatisfied people, the Yunmeng Cheng family would have fallen into a situation of splitting up. Up to now, Cheng Xianghe has not dared to relax.

Under the tremendous pressure, he didn't make him resent his clansmen, and didn't make him give up. He knew that if he couldn't stand the pressure, he would be the one who died, and even the entire Yunmeng Cheng family, if he couldn't stand it, he would have to stand it.

After half a stick of incense, Cheng Xianghe recovered his state, turned into a blue light and shadow, and fled towards the middle of Yunmeng Mountain quickly.

Cheng Qifeng flew at full speed on a third-rank low-grade fairy crane, and returned to the clan in less than two hours.

Yunmeng Mountain, inside the ancestral hall, gathered hundreds of people, all of them were wearing white long gowns with sad expressions on their faces.

In the crowd, Cheng Qifeng looked at the corpse wrapped in black ice placed in the middle of the ancestral temple, and felt extremely sad, and the tears kept flowing down uncontrollably.

Cheng Yuanliang had been dead for half a day, now that Zhengzheng is hot, if he is not wrapped in ice, his body will definitely stink.

Following Cheng Xiang and a fireball to Cheng Yuanliang's corpse, the corpse lying on the ground was turned into ashes in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Qifeng couldn't control it anymore, and cried out in pain. Cheng Yuanliang's care for him these years is really nothing to say, like a relative and a mentor.

Everyone was not surprised by the scene of the burning of the corpses. Most of the corpses of the monks in the world of cultivating immortals will be cremated after death. The monks have been exhaling spiritual energy all the year round because of the cultivation method, even after death, there will still be a lot of pure spiritual energy in the body.

The demon cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals like the corpses of monks the most. After being obtained by them, they will be refined into zombies through special secret methods.

Zombies refined from monk corpses are also much stronger than those refined from mortal corpses because of the aura contained in their bodies.

Refining zombies is not terrible. What is terrible is that zombies like to eat their offspring, parents, and all living people who are related to them by blood, just because they can quickly improve their strength.

Thousands of years ago, many monks chose to bury in coffins, which was the same as the secular world, but many corpses were stolen by those demon cultivators. In the end, those monks were killed and sucked by their elders and ancestors. Dried blood is ridiculous!

Since then, most of the monks will be cremated after death, in order to give the deceased a peace.

A moment later, Cheng Xianghe moved the ashes into the jar in his hand with a wave, and placed them on the altar of the ancestral hall with his own hands.

In front of the urn of Cheng Yuanliang's ashes is a spiritual plaque, which reads:

"Yunmeng Cheng's Cheng Yuanliang!"

At this point, the funeral was over, and a generation of elders of the family ended. In less than a few breaths, five roaring bells rang from the top of Yunmeng Mountain.

The members of Yunmeng Cheng's family who were working outside seemed to have sensed it. When the bell rang, they all turned their heads and looked in the direction of Yunmeng Mountain, expressing sadness.

Several hours later, when the night was dark, there were only two figures left in the ancestral hall. Cheng Qihui came to Cheng Qifeng and handed him a storage bag.

Cheng Qifeng was a little dazed about this, his spiritual sense reached into the storage bag in his hand, his face showed surprise, he looked up at Cheng Qihui in front of him, and said, "Three thousand spirit stones?"

Such a large sum of spirit stones is extremely tempting for Cheng Qifeng, who is not rich in pockets nowadays.

After questioning, Cheng Qifeng learned that before Cheng Yuanliang's death, he had made a will and divided all the property in his early years into two shares, one was Cheng Qihui's and the other was Cheng Qifeng's.

After hearing this, Cheng Qifeng was quite moved, and he firmly expressed his refusal. Three thousand spirit stones would take a lot of hard work for a foundation-building cultivator, let alone Cheng Yuanliang, who is on the ninth floor of Qi training!
Out of conscience, Cheng Qifeng understands that Cheng Qihui is Cheng Yuanliang's grandson. Cheng Qifeng doesn't think that Cheng Qihui doesn't know the spirit stone in the storage bag. If he accepts it now, there will inevitably be a gap between the two.

However, Cheng Qifeng underestimated his status in the hearts of Cheng Qihui's family. After getting along with each other all these years, Cheng Qihui has already regarded Cheng Qifeng, a brother from the ordinary clan, as his own brother.

Cheng Qihui already knew how many spirit stones were in the storage bag. To be honest, he did have some ideas about the spirit stones in the storage bag. Suddenly vanished.

Cheng Qifeng, as his family, is qualified to inherit this spirit stone, and the facts also proved that both Cheng Yuanliang's father and grandson were right, Cheng Qihui was very pleased.

In the silent ancestral hall, Cheng Qihui looked at the tired Cheng Qifeng and said: "Qi Feng, take it, and worship grandpa with me next year!"

"If you don't take it, don't say you know me in the future!"

Hearing this, Cheng Qifeng could only smile wryly, and quickly reached out to take it.

After this incident, Cheng Qifeng learned that Cheng Yuanliang left a foundation building pill for Cheng Qihui.

Cheng Qifeng didn't feel any dissatisfaction with these, it's already very good to be able to give himself so many spirit stones, if he still wants to covet that foundation building stone, he is really not a human being.

However, I was still quite puzzled. You must know that the Foundation Establishment Pill was not an unusual item in the Cheng family. Even if the elders in the Foundation Establishment Stage wanted to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill with a contribution point of [-], it would be a pain in the ass.

At present, there is only one that can be exchanged for the family general affairs hall, and no one has been able to exchange it for decades.

Cheng Yuanliang, an old man who only has the ninth level of Qi training, actually has this foundation building pill and those three thousand spirit stones. The early experience immediately aroused the curiosity in my heart.

However, Cheng Yuanliang died, so he can only bury this matter in his heart.

The next day, the sun rose in the east, at the edge of Qingcangling.

Cheng Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged in a small cave, opened his eyes first, and said to Cheng Yuanjie who was waiting beside him: "Sister Nineteen, I have recovered to the best condition, take me to the central area of ​​the mine !"

Cheng Yuanjie nodded, didn't say much, still had that cold face, and then brought Cheng Yuanqu to the center of the entire Tuxuan iron vein.

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