Chapter 401: sisters meet

The years are ruthless, and too many arrogances have passed away.

Today, Lu Xuanji is only over 700 years old, and it is only the beginning of the long lifespan of the Nascent Soul cultivator. But for many Foundation Establishment cultivators, Zifu cultivators, and even Jindan cultivators, it is a desperate lifespan.

At the beginning, when participating in the blind date, Wu Xiaowen of the Wu family failed to attack the Zifu, and he was killed on the spot. Become a Jindan cultivator, but die in the beast tide;

Zhao Wuling and Zhao Wuming, the two brothers of the Zhao family, also sat down three hundred years ago.

I remember that when the Ye family had a blind date, Ye Linglong became a Jindan cultivator and has lived to this day; Ye Chenyu failed to attack the Jindan, and under the catastrophe, it turned into ashes, and only one robe and crown remained here;

As for. Ye Bingyun succeeded in proving the Zifu, but died in the beast tide.

There were about a few hundred people in the group that went on a blind date, but only Lu Xuanji, Ye Wanyi, Ye Linglong, etc. have survived to this day.

Walking in the Ye family, they are all new faces, and there is only one acquaintance.

Not only here, but also in the Ye family. Most of the cultivators of the same generation as Lu Xuanji sat down, and the monks of the younger generation also sat down. The only cultivators who knew each other were the first elder, Lu Xuanming, and Lu Xuanwen. That's it. As for the others, most of them are new faces, not familiar at all.

Among Lu Xuanji's three sons, there are more than 300 children of Lu Fan.

Among his grandchildren, those without spiritual roots, most of them died.

Those with poor spiritual aptitude and slow progress in cultivation are also mostly sitting down.

There are only thirty-two grandchildren and other surviving grandchildren, and all of them have entered the realm of Zifu.

Those grandchildren who did not enter the Purple Mansion will not be able to live now. After all, the lifespan of a Foundation Establishment cultivator is only one hundred and twenty years.

As for great-grandchildren, great-grandsons, future grandsons, Xun-grandchildren, still-grandsons, Yun-suns, ear-grandsons, etc., there are many more.

In just three hundred and sixty years, Lu Fan has made great contributions to the reproduction of the family.

According to rough statistics, there are about 500,000 descendants of Lu Fan's existing descendants. In terms of calculation, the number of people who died in the beast tide and their lifespan was exhausted would be even more.

Familiar people are gradually passing away, unfamiliar faces are increasing, and the loneliness in the heart is also increasing.

In the vagueness, Lu Xuanji was a little bit conscious of being too obsessed with love, and he clearly realized that Xianmen's fate was broken.

Too much forgetfulness is not ruthless and unrighteous, but the familiar people are gradually passing away, the acquaintances are getting fewer and fewer, the people close to him are getting fewer and fewer, and his feelings are getting weaker and weaker, and no one is worthy of his affection.

It is not by killing the wife to prove the Tao, killing the husband to prove the Tao, killing the son to prove the Tao, but in the passage of time, the parents, sons, wives, etc., have passed away one after another, and gradually the connection with the family is also weakening. It finally dissipated.

It's like a monk who treats his son very well and is very close; but he has a very weak relationship with a descendant of the eighteenth generation.

Moreover, some Nascent Soul cultivators are devoted to seeking the Tao, and have no wife and no children in their lives, and all their friends and enemies are sitting down.

"My condolences!"

Lu Xuanji said: "The old patriarch of the Ye family, with a Jindan cultivation base, was one thousand and two hundred years old, and he did not die of fighting with swords and soldiers, nor died of an accident. He is lucky to be able to sit down peacefully. Fellow Daoist, don't be sad. "

To be able to die peacefully is a kind of happiness in itself.

The world of immortals is constantly fighting and killing. Many monks die in the catastrophe, in the hands of the enemy, in the hands of the enemy, and being able to sit safely and die at home is a kind of happiness in itself.

Many monks have no bones left, and they died outside, which is called sadness.

Ye Linglong smiled and said, "Thank you, True Monarch, for coming to see my father. What happened back then was that I was sorry for you, don't take offense!"

Lu Xuanji said: "The past is gone with the wind, and everything that is in the past will be in the past! I have long forgotten."

Ye Linglong opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Ye Wanyi stepped forward and said, "Sister Linglong, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Just in time to say something!"

Ye Linglong nodded.

Ye Wanyi pulled Ye Linglong and went to the side.

"Linglong, how have you been all these years?" Ye Wanyi asked.

"It's not bad. When I arrived at the Shenshui Palace, a great elder of my generation valued it. After these years of hard work, I have reached the sixth rank of Jindan, and the future is promising. There is hope to enter the Nascent Soul realm in the future." Ye Linglong said, "You How have the years been?"

Ye Wanyi said: "These years have not been bad. After arriving at the Lu family, Xuanji has been very good to me. For me, he has delayed his own practice. He would have been faster. Over the years, I have two of my sons, one named Lu Xian, one is named Lu Fan. They are all married!"

Ye Linglong listened and said, "It is said that a Supreme Elder of our Shenshui Palace, True Monarch Ziyun and your son Lu Xian have become Taoist companions, and they have a very good relationship with each other. Some Supreme Elders just stopped for a moment and then gave up. I envy you, live in harmony and love each other!"

Ye Wanyi asked something again.

Ye Linglong replied.

The two talked a little bit close to each other, as if they were sisters.

In fact, in that generation, their friendship was not so good or close, but more of a nodding acquaintance.

It's just that most of the sisters of the same generation have passed away over the years, leaving only the two of them.

Looking back on the past, the feelings that were estranged have become closer.

As she was talking, Ye Wanyi suddenly thought of some unpleasant things. Thinking of the powerful True Monarch Xiyue, she felt very uncomfortable.

I came first, but gradually, Zhenjun Xiyue took the upper hand, gradually overpowering her position and starting to overwhelm her.

Just how can she be?

Can only be accepted!

In the world of immortality, for certain things, one has to compromise and give in.

The combination of Zhenjun Xiyue and her husband is good for the Lu family, and it is also good for the Danyang faction. It is good for many people, but it is not good for her.

"Recently~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhenjun Xiyue intends to become a Taoist partner with her husband!"

At this moment, Ye Wanyi said.

"True Monarch Xiyue, but an old-fashioned Jindan with outstanding talent. Legend has it that he has the ability to transform into a god, and there is hope to become a **** in the future!" Ye Linglong heard this and felt a little schadenfreude, but still said: "As for me, I will become a cultivator of Yuanying. There is still hope, but there is almost no hope in entering into a god!"

Ye Wanyi frowned slightly.

Ye Linglong is like this, so why is she not like this.

Yuan Ying and Hua Shen are huge gorges.

Among the 100 Nascent Soul cultivators on average, it is a great blessing for one of them to be able to step into the divine transformation.

At the moment of foundation building, she was barely catching up, barely keeping up; but when it came to the golden core, she had already begun to open the gap with the top talent.

After entering the Nascent Soul, most of her potential has been consumed, and she wants to continue to catch up, but she is unable to do so.

Gradually began to fall out of date, began to become a tow bottle.