Chapter 163 The descendants of great fortune are coming to the bowl

Yunmeng City.

A house with four entrances and four exits.

With a cry, the midwife excitedly hugged the baby tightly wrapped in swaddling clothes, went to the next room, opened the door, and walked into the room full of fruits, food remnants, and cold drinks.

The crooked wine bottle on the table spilled wine all over the floor. An old, down-and-out man with a stubble on his face was lying crookedly on the imperial chair. There were also several friends lying around, snoring like thunder.

The midwife looked at the room with nowhere to stay, and the strong smell of alcohol couldn't help but look down at the infant child, worrying about his future fate.

She knew that the person in front of her was an immortal, and he was from the Chen family.

Who in Yunmengze doesn't know that the Shuangchen family is more powerful than the other.

Ordinary people can drink some soup from the fingers of these immortal masters and they will be worry-free for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, after giving birth to a child, she naturally wanted to ask for a reward and reported it as soon as possible.

"What can we do, Master? Master, please wake up. Your wife has given birth to a son."

In the voice of the midwife, Chen Jinding seemed to have had a big dream. In the dream, he gritted his teeth, had a strong will and was not afraid of the pain of the cold invasion of his body, practiced hard for fifty years, and achieved enlightenment in one day.

He showed off his skills in the sect competition, defeated Chen Jinyan and other rising stars, and became the white-haired swordsman of the younger generation.

Although he died ten years later at the age of sixty-seven due to coldness invading his heart, he still had an unruly posture when he died.

Because I have no regrets in this life.

Worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of our ancestors.

But when he woke up from the dream, he saw leftover food on the floor, smelly vomit, and a wrinkled old woman came forward with a wrinkled face, which made him feel like he had been beaten awake by someone.

He is not some white-haired swordsman.

He is just a mediocre person waiting to die.

When he was so high-spirited in front of his ancestor, he never expected that that moment was not the starting point of his life, but the pinnacle of his life.

"Ancestor, Jinding is a waste, a waste."

In a rage, Chen Jinding smashed the table next to him with one punch. The three friends were so frightened that they woke up instantly and sneaked away, not daring to stay for a moment. As a result, the baby in his arms started crying in fright.

The midwife was so frightened that she sat down on the ground and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Master Immortal, please forgive me, I will leave now."

Only then did Chen Jinding focus on the baby, which was white and tender, with small fingers, a little nose, and delicate skin.

"This is my son?"

Chen Jinding hugged the child, with a rare expression of deep fatherly love in his eyes. He clumsily imitated the posture of a midwife and carefully held the baby, rocking it gently and coaxing him to sleep.

Until the child fell into a sweet dream again, Chen Jinding found that he was sweating profusely.

He looked at the child, who seemed to be his hope.

"Ever since our ancestors separated from the Chen family, we have established another generation. My generation is the Jin generation, and the next generation is the Liu generation."

"In the end, I am still a mediocre waste who is greedy for life and afraid of death, struggling for food and clothing."

"My child, Dad hopes that you will not make the same mistakes again. I hope that even if your life is short, you will be like a shooting star, shining on the world, even if it is only for a moment."

"Don't be like your dad..."

"Dad will name you Chen Liuxing!"

...

Dayu Mountain.

In the main hall.

As a middle-aged man in blue shirt walked in, countless pairs of fiery eyes in the hall wanted to admire the ancestor's beauty, but they did not dare to look at it openly. They could only take a sneak peek and then lowered their heads in a hurry.

It was the first time for many people in the clan to see their ancestor, and they were extremely excited.

This is the golden elixir master who has lived for thousands of years.

There are only twenty members in the huge Jinding Sect.

Each one is an ancestor with a name, a surname, a head and a face.

Even if he goes to Zhongzhou, the place where immortality is at its peak, he is still a big man who can talk.

"See the ancestor!"

Uniform voices echoed in the hall.

Chen Rusheng took the lead and bowed.

Chen Yun waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, and said calmly: "They all raised their heads, let Ancestor take a look."

Chen Yun was sitting on the stone chair. Chen Yun looked down at the descendants of the Chen clan below. Most of them had anxious and excited expressions. If Chen Yun took one more look at them, he would probably be excited for several days.

"good."

"There are a few more people who have already established foundations in their thirties, which is good."

"And most of them are your children, Rusheng. You are a good father. The good thing is that you teach your children well."

Chen Yun glanced at Chen Rusheng.

Chen Rusheng's face became bright because of this, and he said happily: "We all inherit dad's bloodline. It is your bloodline that makes them what they are today."

"That's true, um, but I'm here today, firstly, to see if there is anyone in the new generation that I can pick out, and to bring them back to the mountain to train future generations."

When Chen Yun finished speaking, it was like pouring water into a frying pan, and the descendants below immediately began to boil.

The young rookies headed by Chen Jinyan were all excited. Who didn't know that if they could be selected by the ancestor, they would become the ancestor's first disciple.

In the future, his status may still be higher than that of the head of the house.

Moreover, it is not difficult to improve your cultivation with the guidance of your ancestors.

You must know that this is a disciple accepted by the ancestors of the family, not the ancestors of the Jinding Sect. The ancestors of the family will not hide their secrets.

So no matter how you look at it, there are no advantages or disadvantages.

However, Chen Yun's next words extinguished everyone's enthusiasm.

"It's a pity that they all have mediocre qualifications and none of them caught my eye."

Chen Yun twisted his beard and sighed secretly, it seems that these guaranteed descendants are not from the Dayu Mountain lineage, but are probably from the Tianxinghai lineage.

I still have to find time to make a trip, which is really troublesome.

Tianxinghai is far away, and even if he has a golden elixir cultivation level, it would take several months to go back and forth.

"Are all the descendants here?"

Chen Yun asked Chen Rusheng.

Chen Rusheng hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to speak, and said: "There are very few people who can't escape."

"Is there anything more important than me, ancestor, Rusheng? Didn't I order everyone from my clan to be present?"

Chen Yun frowned and said displeased.

"Ancestor, there is another person who is my seventh son, Chen Jinding. He is fifty-six years old now and has only reached the fourth level of Qi Refining. I think he will forget it. He is here to make you angry..."

"Chen Jinding?" Chen Yun searched his memory for a while and remembered that fifty years ago, on Dayu Mountain, a five or six-year-old child made a bold promise in front of him, and he even praised it a few times.

I just didn't expect that this boy was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. It seemed that he had probably given up on his path.

No wonder Chen Rusheng doesn't want to mention this son.

I see.

But in order to find out whether this guaranteed descendant came from the Dayu Mountain lineage, Chen Yun had to investigate clearly.

"Has he given birth to an heir recently?"

"This kid doesn't know." Chen Rusheng lowered his head in shame.

Chen Yun's expression changed, and he snorted a cold breath from his nostrils, seeming to be dissatisfied.

However, at this time, one of the juniors stood up and said tremblingly: "Ancestor, head of the family, I often interact with Chen Jinding. He has raised a woman of unknown origin outside. It seems that he is about to give birth to an heir recently."

Chen Rusheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. As soon as his ancestor came out of seclusion, he had made him displeased frequently. Now that the news about Chen Jinding raising a prostitute came out, he was even more disgraced.

The Chen family is an aristocratic family of immortals. It would be shameful to marry a mortal woman, but also marry a prostitute.

Chen Rusheng felt that his face had been completely humiliated, so he hurriedly gathered his clothes and bowed down. He was about to kowtow to his ancestor and apologize.

But who would have expected that Chen Yun's face was full of joy and he clapped his hands and said: "Okay, hurry up, find him, and bring his heirs back too. Rusheng, go in person! Go quickly!"