Chapter 155 The deadline is approaching Wei Wenxin originally wanted to hold a grand housewarming party, but Taoist Master Qingyuan looked at her plan and rejected it. "This is a rare opportunity, and the four of us and Master are together, so we have no shortage of spirit stones..." Wei Wen couldn't understand it, so he questioned it on the spot. Qing Yuan Dao Jun sighed: "Ancestor Jingci's time is up. He can't wait that long." It takes one or two days to get to the nearest Tianyin Sect! Wei Wenxin was stunned for a moment, and then she was completely immersed in sadness. Ever since she was born, the ancestor has always looked like he was about to die. She has long been accustomed to it and subconsciously does not believe that this day will actually come. Taoist Qing Yuan sighed softly and touched her head. "Go ahead and make a new plan. Just invite monks from our sect."
Wei Wenxin added: "And family members." Taoist Qing Yuan actually didn't want to invite anyone from his family. He has no children, and his immediate family has been dead for many years. The people in his family who are closest to him are now three generations away. When they find him on a daily basis, they basically want to do them a favor, but he finds that annoying and has not had any contact with them for a long time. As for the apprentices, Wei Wenxin was the only one left in her family; the second apprentice had long fallen out with his family and had no contact with them since death; the youngest apprentice was also an orphan and had no idea where his family was. If we only invite the Meng family to the mountain, everyone will be embarrassed. "Whether Third Junior Sister wants to invite him or not is her business, and whether she allows us to invite her or not is our business. At such an important moment, we should teach her to make her own decision! She is older now, and has become more stable over the years." Taoist Qing Yuan has always favored his eldest disciple, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t love the others. Hearing this, he nodded. Wei Wenxin stepped back and went to call his fellow junior fellow students to discuss the matter again. Upon seeing this, Yue Jinxiu resigned immediately. The sect was having fun internally, and they were about to hold a funeral, so it was really inappropriate for her, an outsider, to be here. The four sisters and brothers escorted the person hundreds of miles away from the sect before bidding farewell reluctantly. After seeing Yue Jinxiu rising up with the wind and disappearing in the wind and snow in the blink of an eye, the four of them climbed onto Ling Cang's back and slowly returned. Preparations for the housewarming party began in an orderly manner. Because the standards were lowered, Wei Wenxin handed over most of the things to the three younger ones, and only a small part that had to be handled by her was handled by her. Taoist Qingyuan wrote the invitations and personally invited his peers and elders. The sect also notified the others to come to Lingyun Mountains for a free buffet. Everything is ready in just five days. Wei Wenxin always felt that something was missing. The snow in the Lingyun Mountains had melted and the mountain roads were very muddy. Zi Yu had just cleared the drainage ditch in the tea garden and was about to go home to rest when she saw Wei Wenxin riding a sword and rushing out of Quanyong Cottage.
Zi Yu was shocked! Did something urgent happen? Just as I was panicking, I saw Wei Wenxin flying around the top of the mountain again and again. The pale moonlight was like a veil, being fluttered by her. Zi Yu felt inexplicably sad. It recalled that cold moonlit night again. The moonlight is clear and bright as day, just like tonight. Its mother plant blooms clusters of buds. The red stamens are thin and long, shrouded in a faint red light. Waves of fragrance emanating from the mother plant made its mind clearer, but the flowers withered in the blink of an eye. It seemed like it had a very long and sad dream. When it woke up, it could transform into a human form and walk freely on the mountain, but the mother plant had completely withered. Although it was still tall and still stood firmly behind it, it just reached out and touched it lightly, and it turned into dust. When the wind blew, it completely disappeared. Wei Wenxin flew his sword for a while, and his annoyance was slightly relieved. Just as he was about to go back to the house to sleep, he heard the familiar, heart-wrenching cry coming from the back mountain again. I couldn't help but frown. "This bamboo spirit hasn't been beaten for a long time, so it must be itching.!" Although he spoke harshly, he controlled his flying sword and flew over quietly. Ling Cang flew beside Fentian and tried to talk to him for the 10,000th time, but Fentian still ignored it. Fentian easily accepted the fact that his master had an extra mount. After all, Lingcang was different from him. Lingcang was a living creature, not an ordinary weapon cultivator like him. The reason why it dislikes Ling Cang is simply because this guy always rolls to the owner's legs and rubs against his legs in an obscene manner. It's so flattering! Fentian was proud and arrogant, and looked down upon its fawning behavior. If Ling Cang knew that this was the reason why Fentian disliked him, he would definitely rush to the Beast Taming Peak to argue with Taoist Qingfeng! The experience he imparted to Ling Cang was - "Remember what I said, no female cultivator can reject Mao Rongrong. Remember, any female cultivator!" It just wants to be a good spirit animal that lives in harmony with its master. What's wrong with that? A man, a beast and a sword slowly floated to the back mountain, where they saw the purple jade bamboo huddled in the woods, its leaves wilting from crying. Just as Wei Wenxin was about to go over, Ling Cang bit the hem of his clothes. I had to go back. "what happened?" "Zi Yu is holding a spiritual core. She must be missing her family." The spirit core of a plant is just like the golden elixir of humans and the demon elixir of demons. It is the core of the circulation of spiritual power in the body when one's cultivation reaches a certain level. Even if you die unfortunately and your body disintegrates, this core will remain. “I didn’t expect it to have such delicate emotions.”
Ling Cang found this harsh and couldn't help but say something veiled: "Yes! Some people are not even as good as bamboo." Upon hearing the news that Patriarch Jingci was about to pass away, Wei Wenxin felt sad, but he kept avoiding it and had not visited him for several days. Ling Cang felt that she was a little cold-blooded. In the past few days, even this spirit beast knew how good Ancestor Jingci was to her. "Don't mind my business!" Wei Wenxin turned his head away, controlled the flying sword, and flew out quickly. "What problem can running away solve? Everything has a first time. You have to learn to face it all!" Only one sentence "I can't accept it" remained in the night sky, and the man and the sword disappeared without a trace. Ling Cang secretly hated himself for being too slow to catch up, and thought about returning to his nest and practicing seriously. The main reason that limits its speed is that its cultivation is much lower than Wei Wenxin's. Wei Wenxin rushed all the way and went straight into the sword tomb, found an empty lotus platform, and sat there without saying a word all night. The immortal sword masters came over to watch countless times, and when they saw that she didn't want to talk, they quietly slipped out to inquire about the situation. I immediately understood when I learned that the Deacon Hall was quietly preparing for the funeral. [This child is too young, and has not witnessed the fall of his elders! ] [There are people of her age who have reached the end of their life span, but she doesn’t seem sad! ] [How can they be the same? This child is a person of deep emotions. In her mind, people with deep emotions and people with average emotions are two different types of people.] [Hey, look at her, what is she doing? ] [Hey, I've seen that thing in her hand! She was fiddling with the ancestor's sword two years ago, and then the sword was placed in the ancestral hall.] [Which sword does she want to take away this time? ] [I don’t want to live in an ancestral hall. The smell of incense is too strong. I don’t like it! ] [Wait, look at her! ] 【hiss--】 Good morning. Chapter 1 is here~ (End of this chapter)