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"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Wang Yan came soon, and was obviously taken aback when he saw Lu Chuan.

"Brother Lu, why are you here?"

"I came here specifically to find you!"

Lu Chuan smiled, "The ancestor of your Wang family is dead."

"What?"

Wang Yan was stunned by Lu Chuan's words. Is the ancestor dead?

Isn't it normal for the ancestors to die? Can those who are not dead be called ancestors?

Also, where did his ancestors come from? There are only him and grandpa in the whole family! What's the situation with this old ancestor?

"Your Wang family has an ancestor named Wang Ziming, he died of old age..."

After Lu Chuan explained, Wang Yan finally understood.

"I didn't expect what grandpa said was true. I thought he was just kidding me!"

Wang Yan suddenly realized, and then got a little tangled.

The ancestor is a cultivator in the stage of transforming gods, and his sect is definitely not an ordinary force.

But he is a student of the academy now, and there is a grandfather who needs to be taken care of at home, if he leaves like this...

"I suggest you go. Your aptitude is very good, and you should have a broader space for development. The academy is a place to teach and educate people, not a prison, and it will not tie students together tightly."

Before Wang Yan could speak, Wang Situ spoke first.

Although this old guy has a bad temper and spouts at people at every turn, it has to be said that his character is worthy of the status of a teacher.

As he said, the academy is a place for teaching and educating people.

Teach students to practice, educate students to be human. This is not a prison, but a shelter from the wind.

"That's right, you will definitely not treat you badly if you go. The worst thing is that you are an inner disciple. An inner disciple knows what that means, right? Any inner disciple can slap this old guy into a fool."

Lu Chuan pointed at Wang Situ and spoke impolitely.

"Little brat, what are you talking about!"

Wang Situ was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, but he didn't refute.

His soul is very powerful, and he is not far away from smelting the three souls and seven souls.

However, even in this situation, Lu Chuan still felt a lot of pressure.

He doesn't know what opportunity Lu Chuan got during this period, but he must not underestimate it.

"Okay, I'll go!"

It is the nature of every creature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and so is the pursuit of a better living environment.

Lu Chuan is not afraid that he will not agree, because Qiankun Jianzong is not a bit stronger than Chunqiu Academy.

One is the power standing at the peak of Dongzhou, and the other is struggling in a small place like Chu State. There is no comparison between which is stronger and which is weaker.

"Very well, you will be grateful for your choice."

Lu Chuan nodded and left with Wang Yan.

He wants to contact Qiankun Jianzong immediately and leave this ghost place immediately.

Lu Chuan didn't want to stay in Chu State for a moment, those people who chased and killed others were simply crazy.

If you have enmity with the Qitian God Clan, then go to the Qitian God Clan. What's the situation with Lu Chuan?

Can't afford to offend the Qitian God Clan and specifically trouble him, a little shrimp?

Just look for it, what the hell is the late stage of Dongxu?

To deal with a monk in the Qi refining stage, it would be outrageous to use the Spirit Transformation stage. What's the situation in the Hollow stage?

"Can you bring my grandpa with you? There is no one in the family, only our grandpa and grandson are left. Although I left some money and entrusted the neighbors around me to take care of it, I don't know how long it will take me to come back. At my grandfather's age, I'm afraid he won't be able to last until that time."

Wang Yan looked at Lu Chuan and said.

"I can understand what you're thinking, but I don't recommend it."

Lu Chuan shook his head, "The teleportation array is on the top of the mountain, even if you take good care of it, he may not be able to hold on. And we are going to go back to the teleportation array this time, and the process is very bumpy. It's nothing to a monk, but It's different for mortals, let alone at such an advanced age."

"Why……"

Wang Yan sighed, and then said to Lu Chuan, "I want to see Grandpa for the last time, and I hope Brother Lu will be successful."

"Let's go!"

Wang Yan's eyes were firm, and Lu Chuan knew that if he didn't agree, he might have to use force.

His task is to find the heir of the outer sect elder Wang Ziming and bring him back instead of escorting him back.

The speed of the two was not slow, and they returned to their hometown in half an hour.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Wang Yan called out, but no one responded.

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

Called again, still no answer.

Seeing this situation, Wang Yan directly kicked the door open and rushed in.

Mr. Wang lay quietly on the bed with a peaceful expression, but he was out of breath.

"I'm dying! My condolences!"

Lu Chuan took a look and knew that Mr. Wang, like his ancestor named Wang Ziming, died of old age.

Whether it is Lu Chuan's previous life or this life, it is a great happiness to be able to die.

There are a lot of strange diseases in the previous life, and it is simply a luxury to live to death without disease or disaster.

In this world, spirit beasts are everywhere, there are as many monks as dogs, and there are wars and private enemies. Although there are not so many various diseases, the living environment is not much better.

End of life has become an extravagant hope, and the world of mortals is so sad.

In comparison, the world of monks is actually not much better.

Compete with the sky, compete with the earth, and compete with people.

Creatures are unlimited, but resources are limited.

If you want to live and live better, you must fight.

Fighting and fighting, every strong man climbed up with countless blood and corpses.

Either become a master, or become a stepping stone, there is no third way to go.

"Um!"

Wang Yan nodded, not too sad.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, separation of love and hate, this is what mortals need to experience.

In just a few decades, everything will be gone.

The lifespan of a monk in the Qi refining period is as long as two hundred years. Once he breaks through the barrier between immortality and mortals and becomes a god, he can live for more than a thousand years.

The monks in the transformation stage are either extremely indifferent or extremely persistent. There is nothing to be sad about in a long life, including life and death.

"wrong!"

Just when Wang Yan was about to pick up Mr. Wang's body and take it to the Wang Family Ancestral Hall for burial, a strong sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Get away!"

Pulling Wang Yan behind him, Lu Chuan instantly set up his aura shield.

Rumble!

A violent explosion appeared out of thin air, and the body of Mr. Wang was blown into powder all over the sky. The violent explosion impact knocked Lu Chuan into the air.

"grandfather!"

Wang Yan screamed, his eyes were blood red, and his canthus were about to burst.

"kill!"

Angry shouts came from outside, Lu Chuan looked up, and a chill instantly swept through his body.

It was none other than the late Dongxu cultivator who had chased and killed him not long ago.

"Damn shit!"

Lu Chuan was really impatient. He didn't know any praying gods at all, and he didn't know what it was before he was hunted down.

As a result, these people made trouble for him again and again, and even sent out monks in the transformation stage and the void stage.