In the eyes of low-level friars, friar jiedan had great powers. But at this moment, Wang Changsheng found out how small he was. Wang Ping''an had no spiritual roots and died a secular life. The feeling of powerlessness made him very sad.


    You know, Wang Qingyang didn''t build a foundation, and his Shouyuan is almost exhausted. Many of Wang Changsheng''s grandchildren didn''t build a foundation. The same thing will happen.


    The road is merciless, and his relatives and friends will leave him one by one. If he can''t reach a higher level of cultivation, he will eventually turn into a pile of bones, just like Wang Ping''an.


    "Dad takes you home, dad takes you home."


    Wang Changsheng dried his tears, picked up Wang Ping''an''s body and went out.


    Wang Ping''an''s children and grandchildren are outside the yard and dare not approach.


    "I''m going to take him home. You''ll get a burial mound."


    With these words, Wang Changsheng turned into a blue light and walked away.


    Back to Qinglian villa, Wang Changsheng called his children and grandchildren and cremated Wang Ping''an on the spot.


    Wang Qingyang''s Shouyuan is almost finished, with white hair. It is estimated that it will be several years.


    At the age of five, Wang Ping''an was sent to the secular world. Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingzhi and Wang Qingyang were a little sad. Wang Qiushuang and other grandchildren had heard of Wang Ping''an as an uncle, but they had never met each other, and their mood did not fluctuate much.


    Half of Wang Ping''an''s ashes are scattered in Qinglian mountain villa and half in the urn. Wang Changsheng sets up a spiritual card for Wang Ping''an, which says "the spiritual throne of filial son Wang Ping''an" and puts it in the side room for memory.


    Wang Changsheng chatted with them and asked about their recent situation.


    Wang Qingqing gave birth to two children and a daughter. Unfortunately, in addition to Zhao Ziyu, the other two children have no spiritual roots and can''t cultivate immortals.


    Zhao Ziyu has already begun to cultivate immortals. She is quite interested in the art of puppet. She has a high level of puppet making, which is very popular with Wang Qingqing. It''s not surprising that future generations stand on the shoulders of their predecessors and have a little talent. As long as they are willing to work hard, they will certainly be able to go further than their predecessors.


    Qi Shanshan has gone to the throne, but Wang Qingzhi has not remarried. He has two sons and a daughter. At the right time, both sons have built a foundation, and the daughter has no such luck.


    After Qi Shanshan left, Wang Qingzhi put most of his energy on cultivating his grandchildren. Wang Qiuhong and Wang Qiushuang have been married, and Wang Qiuming is still unmarried.


    Wang Qingzhi has five inner grandchildren and three outer grandchildren with mediocre qualifications. However, Wang Qingzhi believes that where there is a will, there is a way. As long as they are willing to work hard, they will certainly be able to go further than themselves.


    Wang''s family has collected a lot of ancient books on planting. Wang Qingzhi and Lingzhi''s family have sorted out them together, added some new contents, and compiled a compendium of Wang''s Lingzhi, which is convenient for later generations to check. With the passage of time, some Lingzhi will disappear, and new Lingzhi will appear.


    Wang Qingyang is a first-class winemaker. He has three sons and two daughters, but his qualifications are mediocre. He has no foundation, and his grandchildren have no outstanding ones. Now he puts his hope on his great grandchildren.


    "Your mother and I are either closed or traveling. We can''t take care of you all the time. You have to take care of yourself, understand?"


    Wang Changsheng said earnestly that Wang Ping''an''s death touched him a lot.


    Wang Qingqing and others agreed with one voice, they all began to comfort Wang Changsheng, let Wang Changsheng not too sad.


    Wang Changsheng told a few words, let them back down, Wang Qingyuan did not leave, the face is embarrassed, seems to have something to say.


    "Qing Yang, there is no outsider here. If you have something to say, just say it."


    Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Qingyang with white hair, sighed and said with a kind face.


    "Dad, Tian Yu is only twenty-five years old. He should be punished for doing something wrong, but is it too cruel to be imprisoned for life? I hope my father will spare him this time! "I promise that I will discipline him strictly in the future and never let him do anything that will disgrace my family''s reputation."


    Wang Qingyang kneels on the ground and pleads. Wang Tianzhen is one of his favorite grandchildren. Wang Qingyang really can''t bear to be imprisoned for life and pleads with Wang Changsheng.


    Hearing this, Wang Changsheng''s face was cold, and he scolded him impolitely: "strict discipline? You have no intention to say that. If you discipline him severely, will he bully men and women and molest nuns of many small families? He''s going to be in prison for life, half your responsibility. "


    "Dad, it''s all my child''s fault. No matter how you punish my child, I will admit it. Please forgive me! He''s only twenty-five years old


    Wang Qingyang burst into tears and knocked his head heavily.


    Wang Changsheng sighed and said: "state owned laws, family rules, he is my great grandson, do something wrong, never forgive, Shangliang is not right, xialiang crooked, I can''t bring bad clan atmosphere, you don''t beg for him, don''t kill him, enough to forgive him."


    He thought of Wang Ping''an, who had just passed away. Looking at Wang Qingyang kneeling in front of him, he sighed: "you still have so many grandchildren. Pick one with better quality and send it to me. I will cultivate him well."


    He is the pillar of the family, and also a father. He raised a great grandson around him, but he did not violate the clan rules, and he was able to pacify Wang Qingyang.


    "Thank you, Dad. I''m very interested in the art of refining utensils. He always wanted to learn the art of refining utensils from his great grandfather. I''ll send him here."Wang Changsheng''s face eased. He helped Wang Qingyang up and dried his tears. He said, "how old are you? Just like a child, take good care of your body. Children and grandchildren have their own happiness. Don''t work too hard."


    Wang Qingyang promised to come down. Wang Changsheng talked to him for a while and asked him to go back to rest.


    Wang Changsheng looks at Wang Qingyang''s back and sighs.


    Wang Ruyan has reached the critical moment of cultivation. As long as she enters the ninth floor of Zhuji, she can attack jiedan period with the help of jiedan spirit.


    During this period, Wang Changsheng will always guard Qinglian villa and protect Wang Ruyan''s Dharma.


    Wang Changyue came in quickly, looking a little sad. She sighed and comforted: "brother, I''ve heard about safe things, life and death, don''t be too sad."


    "Thank you, Changyue. I''m worried about you now. You''re old and you should find one"


    it''s not necessary for an immortal to get married, but Liu Qing''er left a last word before she died, asking Wang Changsheng to find a good marriage for Wang Changyue. Wang Changsheng has always remembered this.


    "I''ll talk about it later. Have you set a spirit card for Ping''an? My aunt didn''t give him the last ride, so I should give him incense. "


    Wang Changsheng nods and takes Wang Changyue to the side room where Wang Ping''an''s Spirit card is located.


    Wang Changyue lit a bunch of sandalwood and inserted it into the censer.


    "By the way, brother, he has always wanted to see you and said that he has something important to talk with you."


    Wang Changyue said that at last, his voice was much smaller, and his white cheek was flushed.