One hundred and forty-nine, deep love between ancestors and grandchildren

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There is a layer of formation barrier between the inside and outside of this courtyard.

The outer layer was set up by Wen Zongyi and the elders of the Wen family, and the inner layer was set up by Mrs. Wen.

After being expelled from the inner formation range by the irresistible black-red light, Wen Zongyi stared at the courtyard door, his eyes slightly dark.

His consciousness had been controlling "Wen Caiwei" from beginning to end, and he naturally saw the six young men who were sitting swaying after she entered the main hall of the courtyard.

All six of them had sunken eye sockets, looking like they had been drained of life.

Wen Zongyi sighed lightly. He didn't have a deep relationship with these six unsatisfactory nephews. Originally, he only wanted to make their grandparents and grandchildren feel dissatisfied with each other day and night, so as to bring them back.

In the final analysis, he underestimated Wen Mengyue's ruthlessness and urgency.

I never expected that Wen Mengyue would be so cruel as to turn his own grandson into "nutrition" to nourish himself!

The deadline is approaching, but Mrs. Wen still cares more about her longevity.

In the face of life and death, it is no different for her precious grandchildren and youngest sons, and for her eldest son.

When Wen Zongyi thought this, he felt strangely at peace in his heart.

Having said that, the black-red light just now caught him off guard at the early stage of his cultivation, and he was unable to withstand it. Naturally, he could not continue to let Wen Mengyue use the six people to extend his life and achieve breakthroughs.



"Wen Caiwei" entered the main hall and saw the six people. Her weak body suddenly shook, and she quickly walked to the nearest person and pushed her.

"Fourth brother, wake up, what's wrong with you?"

The moment she touched them, "Wen Caiwei" confirmed that although the auras and heartbeats of the six people were weak, they were indeed still alive.

I reluctantly agreed with Wen Mengyue's words of "live well".

"Are you Wen Caiwei?"

A slender woman about the same height as Wen Caiwei walked out of the shadows, revealing a fair and delicate face.

He looks to be under thirty years old.

"Wen Caiwei" turned her head and saw the person coming, with a look of admiration on her face.

She turned around and performed a standard kneeling ceremony, "Caiwei pays homage to grandma!"

Wen Mengyue lowered her head and examined the delicate girl in front of her whom she met for the first time.

Chaos spiritual roots, earth-level qualifications, joining the declining Guiyi Sect?

What a waste of talent!

This arrogant and squeamish girl dared to run away from marriage, but only completed the foundation building in two years?

What a waste!

With such qualifications, if a man is able to endure hardships, he might be able to break through the Nascent Soul, let alone the pill formation.

With the Chaos Nascent Soul from the same bloodline, wouldn't it be easy for her to break through the Void Refining Stage?

However, her cultivation is now more stable, and her longevity has been extended by a few years through her grandchildren. She should still be able to wait for the day when she can have a baby.

Wen Mengyue leaned down slightly and reached out to lift the girl's chin.

"Wen Caiwei" flinched and quickly relaxed her body.

Wen Mengyue was about to take a closer look at the girl's tight cheeks that could be broken by blows, but she first noticed the smooth skin in her hands.

It is the best time for a girl to be in bloom.

It was indeed one of the bodies that that person had reserved early.

Even when she, Wen Mengyue, read it, her heart was moved.

If I could have such qualifications, would I still be in the current situation?

Using the same bloodline to extend one's lifespan and achieve breakthroughs is ultimately just drinking poison to quench thirst.

Wen Mengyue let go of the girl's chin, only to see her fingerprints left on the extremely delicate skin.

She stood up and waved, and a black and red light with a bloody smell flashed through, and the six dying young people were sent out of the other hospital.

There are children of the Wen family on duty near the other courtyard, so they will naturally be taken away for treatment.

There were only one pair of grandparents left in the hall.

Wen Mengyue smiled and said meaningfully: "Do you also think that if Wen Zongyi said that you are the young master of the Wen family, nothing will happen?"

Indeed, it is almost impossible to interfere with Wen Zongyi's decision.

But as long as the root of the problem is addressed...

By killing Wen Caiwei, the young master of the Wen family will naturally be free.

"Wen Caiwei"'s expression froze, as if she had some realization.

She quickly lay down on her stomach, showing a supple posture, "Caiwei doesn't dare."

"You'd better not dare." Wen Mengyue snorted, "The world of cultivation has always respected the strong. How can you secure the position of Young Master with your early foundation-building skills?"

"Caiwei will follow my grandmother's teachings and will definitely concentrate on practicing and improve my cultivation!"

"Even if you secure your position as Young Master, with Wen Zongyi above your head, the Wen family will never fall into your hands."

"Uncle... the head of the family is very advanced in cultivation. Caiwei can't match him, so he doesn't dare to try to replace him."

"I am saying this for your own good. After all, Wen Zongyi is a man, so it is natural for him to take over the Wen family. How can he understand the difficulties we have in taking over the family as a woman?"

“Grandma’s good intentions save my granddaughter’s time.”

Wen Mengyue carefully studied Wen Caiwei's expression, and after confirming it again and again, she took out a bottle of elixir.

"Seeing that you are a little thin, you can eat and play with this Ten Thousand Flowers Pill."

"Wen Caiwei" obediently took the elixir bottle and bowed again: "Grandma's kindness, Caiwei will keep it in mind."

Wen Mengyue nodded. It was the first time they met, so it was better not to be too hasty.

Consolidating the relationship between ancestors and grandchildren is the right thing to do.

"As far as I know, the disciples of the Guiyi sect all rely on conscious cultivation before choosing a master. If you encounter problems in cultivation, please come to see me in another courtyard."

Wen Mengyue said with pity: "As a grandmother, if you point out your only granddaughter, no one will say anything."

"Wen Caiwei" was naturally grateful again.

The two of them were asking and answering questions, as if they were in harmony with the deep love between ancestors and grandchildren.



After about an hour, "Wen Caiwei" came out of the other courtyard and followed Wen Zongyi back to Hantan Waterside Pavilion in Xiong'er Mountain.

Lin Yige watched the whole process, and when he saw Wen Zongyi, he had to admire him: "Wen Zongyi, you are really good at it!"

If it weren't for the phantom puppet she brought, she would have almost believed it to be the real Wen Caiwei.

"That's natural!" Wen Zongyi said with a smile on his face, "Wu Lan has been able to get along with me for hundreds of years, not because I completely follow her preferences..."

Halfway through speaking, Wen Zongyi lost his voice and looked as if he was lost.

Lin Yige looked at him with interest in his eyes, "You've been pretending for a hundred years, why don't you keep pretending?"

Wen Zongyi sighed and was about to say something when he woke up again.

"I almost fell into your trap. Why are I talking about this with you, a pure cultivator who is not involved in love?!"

Lin Yige looked at the sky, "How often do you not talk about this? You are so tired! You don't want to talk about it when I talk about it."

Wen Zongyi had withdrawn his consciousness from the puppet and took out the bottle of health elixir given by Mrs. Wen.

As soon as the elixir bottle was opened, a strange and fragrant fragrance wafted out of it.

Lin Yige frowned, "Did Wen Meng Yue give you Wanhua Dan?"

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