Chapter 1,049 Wang Qiuhong passes away

"Mrs. Liu, I'll go over and ask for details."

Chen Ze put away the black jade plate and left in a hurry.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he appeared at Ye Haitang's residence. Ye Haitang was sitting in the stone pavilion with an indifferent expression.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I've asked cousin Qing Ling, but I can't help you with this matter. Please hire someone else. I don't want the Xuanyin Crystal anymore."

Ye Haitang said calmly that she could arrange a formation to hatch the spirit beast egg, but it would need to be in a place with sufficient arousal. In that case, she would need to leave Qinglong Island, and she would not be so stupid.

"Fairy Ye, no matter what, you have done me a small favor, so be it! I will give you a small piece of Xuanyin Crystal and treat it like we make friends. Many friends lead to many paths. What do you think?"

Chen Ze said sincerely and took out a black crystal stone the size of an egg.

"Thank you for your kindness, Fellow Daoist Chen. I don't get rewarded for my efforts. I don't like taking other people's things for nothing, so let's do this! I'll buy it from you with the spirit stone."

Chen Ze did not refuse, agreed, and sold the egg-sized Xuanyin Crystal to Ye Haitang for 10,000 spiritual stones.

After seeing Chen Ze off, Ye Haitang walked into the cyan attic.

There is a magic circle of more than ten feet in the attic. There are more than a dozen grooves of different sizes on the magic circle.

Ye Haitang took out a dozen Xuanyin stones, put them into the groove together with the Xuanyin crystal, and sat cross-legged on the magic circle.

"When the war is over, I will follow my uncle and aunt to practice in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Ghosts. By then, there will be no need to absorb the Yin Qi in the Xuanyin Stone and Xuanyin Crystal. I can directly set up formations to gather the Yin Qi."

Ye Haitang muttered to himself and closed his eyes.

Not long after, a large black glow appeared on her body, and a large ghost shadow loomed behind her. The sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling was loud, giving people the feeling of being in purgatory.

Red Moon Sea Area, Silver Snake Island.

In a certain green attic, Wang Qiuhong was lying on the bed, with gray temples and wrinkles on his face. Wang Mengfen, Wang Qingqi, and Wang Qiuxin were standing in front of the window.

Along the open window, you can see three huge dark clouds high in the sky. The dark clouds are distributed in different places. There are lightning and thunder. It is obvious that someone is attacking the Dan Formation Stage.

Wang Qingqi sighed softly and said, "Qiu Hong, just tell me if you have any last words! We will try our best to do it for you."

"Fourth uncle, Meng Fen, I know that I don't have much time left. I only have two small requests. Youwei is the most outstanding descendant of my lineage. I hope you will take more care of him. Of course, if he violates the clan rules, , you should not indulge him, he must be severely punished. After my death, everything will be kept simple, my ashes will be transported back to the Eastern Wasteland and scattered at Qinglian Villa. I hope that my soul will return to my homeland."

Wang Qiuhong's tone was weak and he looked very weak. He grew up in the Wei Kingdom in the Eastern Wasteland. He started as a waiter in a shop and went all the way to the position of the head of the family. It was not easy. He witnessed the rise of the family with his own eyes, and also witnessed the disasters that the family suffered. And now , he also reached the end of his life.

"What's more! These are the only two demands you have?"

Wang Qiuhong stretched out his withered palm, held Wang Mengfen's palm tightly, and solemnly warned: "Mengfen, remember, as the head of the family, you must be diligent and fulfill your responsibilities. The future of the family is entrusted to you. Every generation has its own responsibility." The mission of a generation, my mission has been completed, and the rest is left to you. As long as the clan members are united, diligent and self-disciplined, and work hard, one day, my Qinglian Wang family will become a family of immortal cultivators."

At the end of the speech, Wang Qiuhong's expression became very excited.

For a family that cultivates immortality, a family that cultivates immortality is a very important symbol. Only a family that has more than five Nascent Soul cultivators and a clan of more than tens of thousands of people can be called a family that cultivates immortality.

Wang Qiuhong also dreams of his family becoming a family of immortal cultivators. This is the goal he has been striving for throughout his life.

"Uncle Qiuhong, don't worry, your grandson will definitely do his duty diligently and take good care of the family. If the family becomes a family of immortal cultivators, his grandson will definitely go to your grave and tell you that one day, we will return to the Eastern Wasteland and rebuild the Qing Dynasty. lotus."

Wang Mengfen promised solemnly, with a look of longing on his face.

He grew up in Qinglian Villa, and he liked Qinglian Villa more than Silver Snake Island.

"Return to the Eastern Wasteland? Rebuild Qinglian?"

Wang Qiuhong muttered to himself, with a look of reminiscence on his face, the sound of thunder became smaller and smaller, and all the experiences in his life appeared in his mind one after another like a fleeting glance.

The joy of being promoted to shopkeeper, the sadness of his cousin dying in the war, the ecstasy of his grandfather making pills, the grief of the family being attacked, the excitement of his grandparents having a baby, and the joy of his young and promising descendants.

He stared at the dark clouds high in the sky and said to himself: "I wonder if the family will be able to add a few more pill-forming monks this time."

An irresistible feeling of sleepiness came over him. Wang Qiuhong resisted the feeling of sleepiness. His eyes widened and he stared at the dark clouds high in the sky. You could clearly see the bloodshot eyes in his eyes. He grabbed the quilt on his body with both hands.

There was a loud thunder, and several dark clouds in the sky turned into a large piece of silver lightning that flew out from the sky and disappeared below.

After a while, a slight scream came from Wang Mengfen's arms. He took out a communication plate, entered a magic formula, and said with joy on his face: "Great, Aunt Tianqi and Uncle Tianwen have entered the elixir formation stage. It’s a pity that Aunt Qiu Li and Great Uncle Qiu Yan failed.”

Both Wang Qiuyan and Wang Tianqi entered the alchemy stage for the second time. Wang Qiuyan was still a second-level high-grade alchemist. Unfortunately, Wang Qiuyan failed, and Wang Qiuli had another chance to enter the alchemy stage.

"Uncle Qiuhong, that's great. There are two more alchemy monks in the clan."

Wang Mengfen looked happy and looked towards Wang Qiuhong. He saw Wang Qiuhong closing his eyes, letting go of the quilt with his hands, and his face was filled with relief.

"Great uncle Qiu Hong!"

Wang Qingqi and Wang Mengfen looked sad, especially Wang Qingqi. Wang Qiuhong could be said to have grown up under Wang Qingqi's watch. The road was ruthless. His familiar descendants were passing away one after another. Even though he had been mentally prepared for this day, his mood was still the same. Very sad.

When Wang Qiuxin saw this scene, he was extremely sad. When he was a child, he often went to Wang Qingzhi's house to eat. Wang Qiuhong complained about Wang Qiuxin, but when Wang Qiuxin was not full, Wang Qiuhong gave half of his food to Wang Qiuxin.

"Meng Fen, Qiu Hong's funeral affairs will be left to you. According to his will, the body will be cremated and transported back to Donghuang and scattered at Qinglian Villa. We must all remember that one day, we will return to Donghuang. Desolate, rebuild Qinglian.”

Wang Qingqi's face was heavy. Wang Qiuhong's words made him full of emotions. Each generation has its own mission. Wang Qiuhong has completed his mission, but Wang Qingqi's mission has not yet been completed.

"Yes, Uncle Gao, return to the Eastern Wasteland and rebuild Qinglian."

Wang Mengfen and Wang Qiuxin agreed in a strong and powerful tone.