But then he thought about it, Cheng Buzheng felt that he would let this old boy go.

Now Cheng Liu's dusk energy is scattered all over his body, and it is estimated that it will take a few days to live?

This moment.

Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but feel that time was ruthless.

Immediately afterwards

At Cheng Liu's instructions, the three golden elixir monks from the Cheng family's immortal clan asked Cheng Buzheng and Murong Wanwan for the doubts trapped in their hearts.

Regarding this.

Cheng Buzheng and Murong Wanwan were naturally giving their best guidance.

A scene that looked at it.

The old Cheng Liu, a hint of comfort appeared in his turbid eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"The family has a successor!"

"It's time to ask the ancestor about the candidate for the heir of the patriarch!"

"Changyuan is very stable and is a good seedling!

Changsong is also good, and he is proficient in refining tools...

"Hey... there are too many excellent juniors, and sometimes it's not a good thing."

Just when Cheng Liu was having difficulty making a decision...

The sky gradually dimmed.

But the hall was still brightly lit, and there were sometimes a humble voice of asking questions.

It was not until early morning that the three golden elixir monks of the Cheng family's immortal clan stopped.

after.

After the uncontested school examination, Cheng Changyuan was finally decided to be the position of the Infinite Sea Lineage and the next patriarch.

The next day.

Under the witness of the entire clan, Cheng Changyuan officially took over as the clan leader.

Cheng Liu breathed a last sigh of relief when he completely gave power to Cheng Changyuan.

Not long after.

Cheng Liu, whose dusk air is scattered all over his body, can no longer use his magic power.

He was weak and could no longer stand, so he had to lie on the bed, waiting for death to come.

now.

Cheng Buzheng, Murong Wanwan, Cheng Changyuan, Cheng Changming, Cheng Changsong, and Cheng Changsong who took over the position of patriarch were guarding the room.

Cheng Liu, who was lying on the bed, looked at Cheng Changyuan and said tremblingly:

"Chang·Changyuan, you...you must not forget...forget the foundation of the clan!"

"Um!"

"Changyuan knows!"

Then, Cheng Liu's turbid eyes turned to Cheng Changming, Cheng Changsong, and continued to explain:

"I should tell you what I should order!"

"Don't let me down!"

"Grandfather, don't worry!"

"Song'er will definitely assist Brother Yuan, and he will never think of him!"

"Old patriarch, I know my personality!"

"What's more, there is a restriction on the secret technique of the soul type, so there will be no disaster in the future."

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Liu's eyes fell on Murong Wanwan and said:

"Grandma, after Liu'er goes, please take care of her."

He knew that his ancestor was a monk and did not want to bother with him.

He will not ask the ancestor before his death, which will make the ancestor embarrassed.

In this life, he owe the ancestor too much!

therefore.

Then he asked for his grandmother.

Even if there is not much contact, he believes that his grandmother will agree.

As expected.

Murong Wanwan nodded and nodded:

"In the future, I will have a soul puppet in the secret land!

If I need to take action, I can activate that soul puppet!"

"Thank you very much, grandma!"

Cheng Liu said gratefully.

Three Jindan monks stood on one side, and also bowed to Murong Wanwan.

at last.

Cheng Liu's eyes fell on Cheng Buzheng, and said with apologetic tone:

"Old ancestor, Liu'er... Liu'er knew that he had chosen to refine the original source of the Nascent Soul... It made you disappointed!"

"But... Liu'er never regretted it!"

"But before your death, Liu'er hopes that you can always forgive me in person."

At the end of the day...

Cheng Liu's turbid eyes showed hope, and he looked at Cheng Buzheng tightly.

Obviously.

This is his last wish in his life.
Chapter completed!