This time I returned to the family island, naturally, to hand over this soul puppet to the next patriarch.

after all.

Cheng Liu knew how precious the third-level soul puppet is.

The Cheng family spent a lot of time and energy, and the spiritual materials collected for refining third-level soul puppets were only three.

How could Cheng Liu bring such a precious third-level soul puppet into the coffin?

Therefore, his soul puppet will return with the ancestor.

See this scene.

Cheng Buzheng shook his head and said:

"It's not taking some time, it's just spending most of your life."

“Is it worth it?”

"worth!"

"When Liu'er knew that her potential was limited, and she could not break through after working hard for a long time. When she finally chose to refine the origin of the Nascent Soul, she had already made up her mind."

"So, Liu'er never regretted it!"

As soon as this is said.

The air also felt a little over the end.

See this.

Murong Wanwan also knew that it was not suitable to continue talking about this topic, so she immediately spoke:

"Liu'er, how far is it?"

"It's not far!" Cheng Liu said with a smile:

"My body is waiting outside the Hidden Immortal Island!"

Hearing words.

Murong Wanwan looked at Cheng Liu with a hint of complexity in her eyes:

"Liu'er, you're in poor health, don't have to be so polite!"

This moment!

Cheng Liu seemed extremely free and easy, shook his head and said:

"Grandma, Liu'er wants to do her last time!!"

"So, please don't blame my grandmother."

Seeing this, Murong Wanwan was speechless and her eyes couldn't help but fall on Cheng Buzheng.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! When Cheng Buzheng shook his head slightly when he noticed the eyes of his wife.

Obviously.

Cheng Buzheng didn't want Cheng Liu, who was at the end of his life, to go against his will.

Seeing his husband's appearance, Murong Wanwan couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Why···"

She understood that this was the separation of life and death that monks had to face.

Looking at the relatives and friends around me, they sat down one by one and fell.

Thinking of this.

Murong Wanwan's eyes also fell on Cheng Buzheng, and she said in her heart:

"I hope I can accompany my husband to the end!"

·······

Not long.

A golden stream of light appeared at the end of the sky.

See this.

Cheng Liu, who was waiting outside the Yinxian Island, had a hint of joy in his eyes, then turned around, looked at the three Jindan juniors with a serious face, and spoke:

"The ancestor will come later, you will perform better!"

"If the ancestor can reveal a little from his fingers, it will be an opportunity for you."

"Get the opportunity well, do you know?"

"Yes!" Cheng Changsong said:

"Grandfather, don't worry! You will definitely not be rude!"

"Class leader, you are not at ease with me..."

“···”

See this scene.

Cheng Liu suddenly said:

"Okay, the ancestor will be here soon!"

"You guys restrain yourself."

Just finished speaking.

A golden stream of light spans the sky and breaks through the void.

The light dissipates.

A golden light boat hovered in mid-air.

Tightly, a stream of light flew out and disappeared into Cheng Liu's palm.

He put a backhand move and put a doll the size of a palm into his storage bag.

Then two figures walked out of the boat and stood in the void, then reached out and waved the boat floating in the air, and suddenly became smaller.

at last!

The golden boat shrank to the size of a palm, turning into a golden light and scattered into the sleeves of the journey.

After putting away the puppet, Cheng Liu immediately bowed:

"Liu'er, pay homage to the ancestor!

Meet grandmother!”

at the same time.

The three golden elixir monks followed and bowed.

Although they were extremely respectful on the surface and did not show any strangeness, their hearts were filled with waves.

"Old ancestor, what kind of cultivation is it? It's so terrifying!"

"It's even more terrifying than the Nascent Soul Ancestor I've seen in the Immortal Alliance City!"

"Also, the female cultivator beside the ancestor is obviously a soul puppet, and it is also an extremely rare third-level soul puppet."

Obviously.

The Jindan monk of the Cheng Immortal Clan who is familiar with the soul characteristics can see at a glance the same characteristics of this grandmother and her own soul puppet.

therefore.

The three of them couldn't help but see a few more times.

Cheng Buzheng was not surprised to notice this subtle change. This was his secret move under the soul puppet.

I am afraid that when I look for opportunities outside, my own people don’t know they are themselves, so I fight.

It is also to reduce the mutual calculations of the same race.

With the limitations of soul species, the monks of the family will generally be united.

So, Cheng Buzheng glanced at the three juniors of the family and his eyes fell on Cheng Liu and said:

"Okay! Get up!"

"I and Wanwan have also received your wishes."

"If you want to live a little longer, don't mess around!"

Said.

Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand to help him, and a gentle force spread out, helping Cheng Liu, Cheng Changyuan, Cheng Changsong, and Cheng Changming, the three golden elixir monks.

On the other hand, when Cheng Liu heard what the ancestor said, he didn't continue to torture and said with a smile:

"Old ancestor, grandmother, please!"
To be continued...