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Chapter 302: Death and Fantasy(1/2)

Black and white flow, time has passed one by one!

During these days, Cheng Buzheng did not fail to practice except accompanying his parents during the day!

Every night, he would go to the top of the mountain outside the village to practice.

Similarly, when the golden crow is born every day, the purple essence has not fallen.

The purple qi of the sun is related to his future breakthrough, and he will not be slackened at all.

During this period.

The three puppets also collected a large amount of Jin Lilan, which was enough to refine the wild beast spirit materials in the storage bag into a second-level top-grade (extreme) double-pole pill.

Although there was not enough time to refine the second-level top-grade double pole pill and the god-enhancing pill, these two spiritual pills also refine one furnace.

Enough to ensure use for the next half year.

Xiaohou has now practiced to the second-level low-level peak, and he is only one opportunity to be promoted to the second-level middle-level middle-level.

Over the past few days, in order to prevent Xiaohou from scaring the villagers, he was taken away from here by the No. 3 puppet.

Now, in a deep mountain, the number three puppet is also with you.

This day.

Cheng Hanzi lay on the bed, dying!

Cheng Jiang, who was happy in the past, no longer looked like he used to be. His face was sad and tightened Cheng Hanzi's rough hands and murmured:

"Old man, you can't leave the old woman alone!"

At this time, the eldest brother and sister-in-law of the inner room, Cheng Nian and the younger generation of tribe members all comforted the Cheng Jiang family.

Cheng Buzheng remained silent and watched quietly, but he felt a sense of sorrow in his heart that he was indescribable.

He knew that his father was older than his mother. Although it was the same year, his father's birthday was March and his mother's birthday was September, which was half a year away.

Now that my father's deadline has arrived, my mother's deadline is approaching.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling upset.

Just then.

Cheng Hanzi, who was lying on the bed, looked at Cheng Buzheng calmly and shouted weakly:

"Two?"

Hearing Dafa’s call, Cheng Buzheng squatted down, held his father’s hands, endured the soreness in his heart, and choked:

"Dad, I'm here!"

Cheng Hanzi said intermittently:

"Two!"

"Dad, Dad knows you have a big future..."

"If you can help your family in the future, you must help me!"

"In recent years, Xiao Nianshen has been under too heavy burden."

"Can you agree to Dad?"

Cheng Nian couldn't stop crying and said:

"Taizu, you have not suffered so much these years, so you have been worried!"

Cheng Hanzi ignored Cheng Nian and looked at Cheng Buzheng with a steady attitude.

Cheng Buzheng didn't want to reject his father's last wish, and he couldn't refuse it.

He nodded heavily, and said with wetness in his eyes:

"Dad, I will definitely take good care of my family."

"Don't worry, always!"

Hearing words.

Cheng Hanzi seemed to fulfill his last wish, closed his eyes and hands fell down weakly.

Cheng Buzheng sensed his father, and the faint vitality instantly dissipated.

For a moment.

There was a sad cry in the inner room.

Cheng Jiang cried out with a sad cry; "Old man..."

After a moment, she fell to the bed.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"mother···"

See this.

Cheng Buzheng subconsciously mobilized the magic power in his dantian, and a burst of spiritual energy protected his mother's heart.

I was afraid that my mother would faint due to grief and die.

Moreover, the mother's deadline is approaching, and any accident may lead to the mother's death ahead of schedule.

He could not help but be careless.

Cheng Buzheng did not care about his magic power to nourish his mother's old body. It was not until the next day that Jiang did not wake up quietly.

"Ergou, is your father asleep?"

Cheng Jiangshi was extremely distrusted by the fact that her father passed away, and she looked at Cheng Buzheng with hope.

Cheng Buzheng choked and said:

"Mom, Dad has gone, you have to take good care of your health!"

Cheng Jiang's eyes were dull and murmured:

"It's okay! It's okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted again.

Cheng Buzheng quickly protected his mother's heart again.

In the blink of an eye.

Seven days have passed, and it is also the day when Cheng Hanzi is buried.

During this period, Cheng Buzheng did not leave Cheng Jiang's family for a moment, fearing that his mother would not be able to bear the blow, so he left with his father.

Seven days after Cheng Hanzi was buried.

Cheng Jiang, who was ashamed, died. Even if Cheng Buzheng waited day and night and warmed up his mother's body, he could not change this result.

Cheng Buzheng knew how much the death of his father would have had on his mother, and the maternal period was approaching, which led to this result.

He also knew this very well.

Chengjia Village, east end of the village.

Rows of old tombs have a brand new tomb.

Cheng Buzheng's parents are buried under the tomb.

Cheng Buzheng knelt in front of the grave and stared blankly at the tombstone.

Warm scenes appeared in my mind.

He knew that he could never see the old man again, nor could he eat dumplings full of mother's taste.

At this moment, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but fantasize:

"If the two evil cultivators who used the blood sacrifice to seize the body were allowed to seize the body, would there be different results?"

certainly.

He knew how likely it was to fail for a mortal monk to seize the body.

Almost small to the extreme.

Moreover, once the body is taken down, you will be lost and there is no room for recovery.

Although it is easy to catch two evil cultivators, and with his help, there is a 40% chance of successfully seizing the body, evil cultivators are all casual cultivators with poor qualifications.

If he had good qualifications, he would have joined the sect long ago and there was no need to be a casual cultivator.

Even if you succeed in taking over the body, and practicing with the extreme spiritual roots, the slow speed will make people despair, let alone the promotion to the foundation building stage.

Even if he does his best, it will be difficult for the two elders to be promoted to the foundation-building stage.

At most, the cultivation level of the two elders will be promoted to the late stage of Qi training.

What's more, the lifespan of a monk during the Qi training period is only 120 years.

It is only twenty years longer than the limit life span of a mortal. It is not worth it to take over the body for this. After all, there is still a great risk of failure in taking over the body.
To be continued...
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