Cultivating a family of immortals

Lin Chenbi absorbed his own essence, increasing his strength by three points.

But he was facing Xu Jingheng, a disciple of the Xuan Yuan Sect with a Heavenly Spiritual Root and several secret techniques, as well as Xu Changle, who had devoured countless Qi Condensation Pills, and the insidious Chu Lanwei…

How could he possibly withstand it?

Even so, he was determined to fight to the death; he was unwilling to give up…

Despite suffering several fatal wounds, he still chose to devour his own essence without hesitation...

But he was unwilling, and how could Xu Changle be willing?

Instantly, a flurry of light and shadow flashed as Xu Changle mercilessly thrust out several swords in succession.

Xu Jingheng reacted quickly, slashing his sword towards his neck.

Lin Chenbi stared with bloodshot eyes, trying to dodge the sword.

But Chu Lanwei had already reached out and grabbed his heart.

On the bed, Lin Chenbi was naked, feeling extremely heavy. He stared blankly at the flash of sword light... It didn't seem to hurt... After a moment, everything in his eyes turned upside down.

His body was still on Chu Lanwei's body. Before his eyes, Xu Changle and Xu Jingheng stood with their swords in hand. The breeze blowing in from outside lifted their sleeves, making them look like ethereal beings.

Before his consciousness faded, his last thought was:

"The Lin family... the Haoran Sect, starting with me today, becomes history... the Xu family... what a Xu family... you relied on the Xuanyuan Sect to gain your current position, but there's no such thing as a free lunch. I'll be waiting for you in hell..."

With that thought, Lin Chenbi died.

Xu Changle and Xu Jingheng stood calmly at the entrance of the cave, not turning around to look at Chu Lanwei, but they heard a kowtow sound behind them.

"grateful…"

Xu Changle nodded calmly, bent down and grabbed Lin Chenbi's head in his hand, and without hesitation, flew away with Xu Jingheng.

Inside the room, blood was splattered all over the floor.

Chu Lanwei was covered in blood.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She stood there stunned for a long time before finally coming to her senses and immediately began searching for her storage bag among the clothes on the ground.

A moment later, she finally found the storage bag containing the [Primordial Soul-Gathering Mushroom], took it out, placed it on her chest, remained silent for a moment, then got off the bed and slowly knelt down in front of Lin Chenbi's corpse.

"In the future... I will inevitably die, I don't know why, but someone like me deserves to die... I will apologize to you then."

…………

Fifty years later.

Guanxue Sect, on Huaxue Mountain.

As the sun sets, an elderly man with white hair carries a child down the mountain. Facing the afterglow and gazing at the sunset over the mountains, a smile appears on his lips.

The child, exhausted from playing all day, finally climbed onto his back and fell into a deep sleep.

The old man was none other than Xu Wanghe.

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, his father had carried him down the mountain in the same way. His memory was a little blurry, but he could vaguely recall that the day was shrouded in mist and wild birds were chirping in the mountains.

until today.

He murmured:

"The sun is setting; another day is coming to an end."

Under Xu Jingluo's governance, Guanxue Sect is now thriving.

The children with mixed spiritual roots, including Zhou Kaiyun, whom Xu Changle had met in Luoshui, have been personally brought back.

The local cultivation sects looked down on them, but the Guanxue Sect did.

With the addition of newly recruited disciples from within a hundred miles, the number of cultivators in the Guanxue Sect has finally broken through the five hundred mark.

Xu Wanghe had long since stopped caring about sect affairs.

It's not that he ignores things, but when something happens, he always listens silently from the sidelines.

Under Xu Changle's tutelage, Xu Jingluo has become quite resourceful and, like Xu Changle, is now able to plan ahead for many things.

Xu Wanghe now has a large family of children and grandchildren, and the child he is carrying on his back today is Xu Jingheng's son.

Since Xu Jingheng sent back his son with Xuan Yunshu five years ago, he has been out of contact for five years and has not been heard from since.

Over the past five years, Xu Wanghe has grown to enjoy playing with these younger generations, especially doting on Xu Jingheng's son.

Two years ago, Sun Erzhu passed away at home due to reaching the age limit for marriage.

At that time, the entire Xu family went to pay their respects, but Xu Wanghe did not go.

The head of the Zhou family had also died of old age.

The Chen family head under the spirit field had always had a good relationship with Xu Wanghe. Since the establishment of the Guanxue Sect, Xu Wanghe had transferred him to the mountain, where he did nothing but accompany him on patrols every day.

He also passed away from illness thirty years ago.

Xu Wanghe grew up with him almost from childhood, and then each of them took over the position of family head from their fathers.

At that time, the Chen and Xu families were just ordinary people with few members, but their father still stubbornly called himself the head of the family.

"Poverty doesn't diminish ambition, and our family should be no exception."

"If one day, someone in a family is born with spiritual roots, that family will soar to great heights."

"If I could join the Haoran Sect and become an inner disciple, I would die without regret."

These words were on Xu Wanghe's mind as he gazed at the rolling sea of ​​clouds before him and murmured:

"More than that, but I don't want it to be more than that. If... the Xu family had never cultivated immortality, how wonderful that would have been..."

Xu Wanghe now has white hair and thick wrinkles on his face.

Although he has broken through the Nascent Soul Realm and reached the first level of Qi Refining, his cultivation period was too short, and he was already quite old. It was already remarkable that he had lived to this age.

He was satisfied, but not satisfied enough.

"Jingheng, my eldest grandson..."

Xu Wanghe murmured, then shook his head and continued walking down the mountain with the child on his back.

Along the way, we encountered playful spirit beasts flitting about, seemingly floating among the clouds, yet not quite like clouds themselves.

The woods are beautiful, the scenery is lovely.

After descending the mountain, he looked around and found that he no longer recognized anyone.

On his way down the mountain, he encountered a group of young disciples, full of vigor and vitality. They all bowed respectfully to him, and he responded with a smile.

At this moment, a disciple came running through the clouds; his voice preceded his arrival.

"Patriarch...the disciples who went to Ningyuan Ganoderma have returned...although they failed to seize the Ganoderma, all the disciples are unharmed."

Xu Wanghe, carrying the child on his back, stopped in front of the spirit field, looked at the disciple, and smiled slightly:

"That's good... Have Chang Le and Jing Luo come to see me."

The disciple bowed, wondering why the communication jade talisman wasn't used, but he still hurriedly went to summon it.

As Xu Wanghe walked through the familiar spiritual fields, his smile grew even wider.

At this moment, the child he was carrying on his back woke up, rubbed his eyes, and asked:

"Great-grandfather...where are we going? What is this place?"

Xu Wanghe smiled and turned around, saying:

"My great-grandfather... is looking at the place where our Xu family used to live."

The child looked at the spirit field, puzzled, and asked:

"Isn't Huaxue Mountain and this surrounding area of ​​a hundred miles all our Xu family's territory?"

Xu Wanghe laughed heartily, "It wasn't always like that. Look over there, only that little wooden house is our Xu family's territory. The spiritual fields that our Xu family cultivates are not ours either."

"Ah, great-grandfather, my grandfather was so powerful, and my father was also a member of the Xuan Yuan Sect... They were all so powerful, so why does our Xu family only have this little wooden house...?"

Xu Wanghe laughed:

"Our Xu family... wasn't this powerful back then."

"So who was the strongest here back then?" the child asked, scratching his head.

"Who was stronger... naturally the Lin family... but we wiped them out..."

"That's because our Xu family is so powerful!" the child pouted.

Xu Wanghe burst into laughter.

"Yes, our Xu family is impressive..."

As Xu Wanghe spoke, he finally felt something in his heart, and the path he was walking slowed down.