blueteamnovel Chapter 135 Self Foundation Establishment
Chapter 135 Self Foundation Establishment
he dong was now one hundred and twenty years old, having witnessed the vicissitudes of life.
as a youth, his ancestor he laozu was still alive, and qingfeng mountain's formidable reputation was such that even the royal family of jing kingdom had to respectfully address he zheng as an immortal master.
in his middle age, the family's fortune declined, their ancestral land was destroyed, and he wandered in foreign lands, experiencing hardship. now, the he family was gradually prospering, rising against the current in these troubled times.
"reflecting on these past hundred years, i've come to understand the mighty force of time, capable of erasing all disparities. i've seen many talented individuals in my youth whom i couldn't compare with; now, there are hardly any of them left alive."
he dong said, "just like this cave residence, we can't provoke tang lao, but we can afford to wait slowly!"
he zheng reminded him, "uncle dong, you don't have much time left."
"what does it matter if i die?"
he dong said, "a true man's lifespan is long but cannot be compared to a family. the next generation has you, and the following generation will have them. our lineage will continue, generation after generation. compared to the finite life of a real person, what's there to fear about not being able to wait?"
he zheng wanted to speak, but he dong waved his hand to stop him.
"tang lao managed to reach foundation establishment as a loose cultivator, which certainly means he has some extraordinary capabilities!"
he dong reminded, "for example, could he be adept at prolonging life? or does he possess life-extending spiritual objects? or perhaps what we see is not his true appearance? instead of risking a gamble, it's better to wait two hundred years, when we can be sure of victory!"
the members of the he family nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
...
ten years later.
in the he family palace.
he dong lay weak on his bed, most of his hair already gone, his body exuding a strong scent of death.nôv(el)b\\jnn
the he family cultivators stood by his bedside, bowing respectfully. the leading he zheng's temples were already slightly graying.
"i've called you all here because there are a few words i need to impart."
he dong's breath was faint, his voice no louder than the buzz of a mosquito: "i have lived for a hundred and thirty years, longer than many real people, and have long since had no regrets. the only thing i can't let go of is our family..."
cultivators have meticulous control over their bodies. knowing his lifespan was coming to an end, he dong accepted this natural law, which no elixir could cure.
"he zheng is impatient and has never faced setbacks in his life. he likes to contend over matters and is not suited for bearing the heavy responsibility of the family's continuation."
upon hearing this, he zheng's face showed unwillingness, but he dared not speak out against it. he dong had led the family for fifty to sixty years, and no one could match his prestige and achievements.
"he si, come here."
he dong called over a young man: "after my death, you will inherit the position of family leader. remember to be cautious and prudent, and do not seek quick success and immediate benefits."
"great-grandfather, rest assured, i will keep this in mind," said he si.
he si was already over thirty years old, but his cultivation in the way of immortality made him appear young.
"when the he family reclaims spiritual land, remember to offer incense... for your great-grandfather..."
he dong's voice grew weaker and his breath slowly faded, eventually passing away peacefully.
zhou yi did not emerge from seclusion but instead switched to cultivating the five spirits true scripture.
half a month later.
once the mana conversion was successful, zhou yi tried to cultivate and felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surging toward him.
"such a speed of cultivation, more than twice as fast as before!"
...
meanwhile.
outside the formation.
chancellor turtle crossed its arms, looking up at the he family members with disdain.
"without the permission of the immortals, nobody is allowed to enter!"
"my life is coming to an end, and i just wanted to bid farewell to tang before i depart," said he zheng with white hair and a cultivation at the peak of qi refinement, slightly stronger than the turtle demon. "senior turtle, i address you respectfully as my elder, do not be ignorant of good fortune!"
"what, planning to force your way in?"
chancellor turtle said coldly, "i am in charge of the spirit land's formation. anyone who dares to violate the rules will be turned to ashes and smoke!"
for the past decades, the he family cultivators have always come up with various reasons to try to see zhou yi, to confirm whether he was alive or dead. chancellor turtle couldn't be bothered to entangle with them and would make them retreat obediently by threatening with the array plate.
but this time was different. he zheng's face showed a hint of conviction as he spoke condescendingly.
"senior turtle, you're welcome to try!"
chancellor turtle raised its eyebrows, having no intention of indulging the he family's cultivators, and instantly activated the array plate.
eight golden pillars rose from the ground, and the divine fire of the great sun slowly condensed. it looked as though it would fall at any moment, but then it dissipated as quickly as it appeared.
"eh? what's going on?"
chancellor turtle was not frightened, as it regarded the he family as nothing more than clowns.
he zheng pointed to an elderly man behind him and introduced him, "this is elder zhong, a guest elder of the he family. he happens to be an expert in the eight gates golden lock formation and spent over a decade breaking through the formation."
elder zhong said, "this formation is a legacy of my ancestors, and i am curious as to where tang the immortal acquired it from?"
as chancellor turtle was about to mock them, zhou yi's voice reached its ears.
"let them in!"
a voice reached chancellor turtle's ears, calm and indifferent, seemingly without any anger.
chancellor turtle, an interesting one itself, was taken aback instead of pleased, cast a fearful glance at he zheng, and scurried back into the formation.
seeing this, he zheng couldn't help but feel joy rising to his brows.
"thank you, elder zhong, for breaking the formation. let us go pay our respects to immortal tang!"
having not seen zhou yi for over sixty years, he zheng had long assumed that zhou yi had died and that the luo water spirit land should rightfully belong to the he family.