Not far away.

In a house, two old men were drinking spiritual tea.

One of them is the old man who left the school not long ago.

At this time.

The old man opposite spoke:

"Brother, did Qingyang successfully break through?"

Upon hearing this, the old man who had a meticulous beard nodded and said:

"Um!"

"It shouldn't be wrong. Although the pressure flew away, the spiritual pressure is extremely stable."

"I haven't come out of seclusion at this time, and I guess I'm stabilizing my cultivation."

"There is another point. Qingyang is the bloodline of the ancestor. Remember to be respectful in the future."

"knew!"

"By the way, have you ever met the ancestor?"

"No, most of them are the puppet incarnations of the old grandmother, guarding this place."

"But my grandmother took back the soul puppet a year ago, and I don't know where to go?"

"Why···"

"I thought I could see the ancestor when I took on the task of teaching the younger generation?"

"It seems like a solitary joy!"

"The ancestor probably doesn't matter how busy he is, he has never seen the ancestor who came from the clan in the past few rounds."

"I haven't seen it before!"

"By the way, I just came from the Endless Sea, how should I get started?"

“It’s simple.

A clan brother went back before, and you took his place and taught his descendants the immortal art of refining weapons.

The method of refining soul puppets is the top priority!

You should understand this!"

“That’s natural!

The success rate of refining first-level soul puppets is higher than that of me in Hidden Immortal Island.”

"That's good!"

"When my grandmother comes back and sees the fruit of your teaching, she will definitely reward you with some spiritual objects."

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Just when these two immortal cultivators from the Cheng family from the Hidden Immortal Island exchanged information here...

Deep in the canyon.

In a quiet room, the young monk sitting cross-legged on the cushion slowly restrained the spiritual pressure of the foundation-building period that was scattered out of his body.

Immediately.

The handsome young man suddenly opened his eyes.

Judging from his eyebrows and eyes, it is somewhat similar to Cheng Buzheng's appearance.

Especially the deep eyes, they were very similar.

good.

This young monk is Cheng Ping'an's son, Cheng Qingyang.

It is also one of the descendants of Cheng Bujian’s bloodline now.

at the same time.

A hint of joy appeared in Cheng Qingyang's deep eyes, and he said in his heart:

"It's not easy!"

"I have been practicing Taoism for more than ten years, and finally suddenly became the foundation-building realm."

"The cultivation level has also tied the eldest brother and the third sister!"

When I think of this.

Cheng Qingyang couldn't help but think of the night he returned to Chengjia Village.

He never expected that his grandmother was actually an immortal.

And he is also a true Lord of the Nascent Soul with extremely high cultivation.

This was something he didn't dare to think about before.

It actually hit their heads miraculously.

The most incredible thing is that the seemingly energetic mortal grandfather is an even more terrifying monk.

Now that I have become a mortal, it is also for the sake of practicing.

In order to go further.

That night simply subverted his outlook on life.

It also made him change his own destiny.

Afterwards, he and several brothers and sisters with spiritual roots were taken here by their grandmother and said they had gone to study.

Immediately afterwards.

My grandmother asked the members of the Wanwanhai lineage to teach them specifically to learn the inheritance of family spirit, learn fairy art, learn how to practice... and so on.

It was not until that day that he realized that the Cheng family's immortals were so powerful.

The only regret is...

My father is a mortal without spiritual roots.

At the same time, Cheng Qingyang also learned the origin of his mother from his grandmother.

I also understand how much grievances my father, who has the name of defeating his wife, have suffered?

no!

After a few days, I have to go back to Chengjia Village to see my father, grandfather and grandmother.

Stay with them for a while.

Um!

Just do it!

At that time, a soul puppet will be left in Chengjia Village to take care of the old father.

As soon as he thought, Cheng Qingyang had made up his mind.

Just then...

A fiery red light suddenly flashed in the canyon.

The light dissipates.

Murong Wanwan's figure appeared.

At the same time, sensing the sudden flash of energy, several old men rushed out of the room and came outside.

These old men are all cultivators of the Cheng Immortal Clan from the Endless Sea lineage.

It is also specially designed to teach the generation of the descendants of the future, the spiritual inheritance of the clan, and the four great immortal arts inheritances.

When several old men saw Murong Wanwan, they immediately bowed.

"Meet grandma!"

"Meet grandma!"

“····”

At the same time, these four Cheng's immortal cultivators from the Hidden Immortal Island also clearly felt it...

The grandmother in front of her is the incarnation of a soul puppet.

After all, they also live with the soul puppet day and night, and have long been familiar with the unique aura of the soul puppet.

This is an intuition that outsiders cannot understand.

Without waiting for Murong Wanwan to speak.

Immediately afterwards.

Several blurry figures came to Murong Wanwan, controlling the treasures.

"See grandma!"

"Grandma, your business is done? Do you need our help?"

"Yes, even if you can't help, you can still try it out or something?"

"Grandma, we haven't been back for a while.

Daddy is safe now?"

“···”
To be continued...