Ye Zhun cried out in dismay: "How could this happen? That uncle is only in his early 300 years old now, right? According to the lifespan of the foundation-building monk, he should still be alive."

"Yes, it's more appropriate to say that her uncle's death was a fall." Mo Tiange's eyes fell in the void, with a weak expression. "Their uncle and nephew were hunted by other monks. In order to protect her, her uncle was seriously injured, so his life span was sharply reduced, so he sat down."

After saying these words, the hall was silent.

Ye Cheng's face was unstable. Such things happened too common in the world of immortal cultivation. A casual cultivator who had no backer would likely encounter these things. In this way, the last real monk that still existed in the Ye family now is gone? Then hasn't the Ye family really become a family in the secular world?

Even if he was forced to move out of Qingmeng Mountain, Ye Cheng did not feel as desolate as he is now. He always felt that the Ye family was different from the so-called immortal cultivation families in the secular world, because they still had a foundation-building elder who was still alive! But now he realized that the foundation-building elder had already died...

After thinking for a long time, Ye Cheng finally closed his eyes and sighed. He was already over seventy years old. Although as an immortal cultivator, it would be fine to live to over 100 years old, he was old after all. He thought that if Zhen'er had a future and contacted that uncle, there would still be hope for the Ye family to return to Kunwu, but now it seems that even if Zhen'er can build the foundation without a mature monk, how can the Ye family return to Kunwu? Besides, whether Zhen'er can build the foundation is still unknown.

Could it be that the Ye family really fell into his hands?

"Senior, is this true?"

"Of course it's true." Mo Tiange's expression was indifferent, and he could not see any expression. Only Ye Zhenji discovered the sadness under her expressionless face. He touched her gently and whispered: "...Uncle Master?"

Mo Tiange turned his gaze and smiled at him. There was a meaning that Ye Zhenji couldn't understand.

Ye Cheng murmured: "So, our Ye family... can't return to Qingmeng Mountain..." He suddenly cheered up again, "Senior, your friend... has he really built the foundation now? Can you contact him?"

"No." Mo Tiange refused, "Head of the Ye family, my friend said that she promised her uncle that when he made a pill, he would give the Ye family some help. However, the Ye family would better not return to Kunwu again. It should be noted that enjoying glory in the secular world is weaker than strength, and happiness will come in the morning of Kunwu."

I still apologize first. This was originally a chapter from yesterday. I wrote half of it yesterday, and I made half of it today. Time has passed. But this chapter is yesterday. I opened the skylight today. I am sorry, and I stopped updating again. Moreover, I will buy a computer tomorrow, and it may not be updated. However, the new month will begin the day after tomorrow. I will try my best to make up all the words that have been stopped this month. Thank you dai.lanqi, Yang Yang Deyi 2009's pink tickets, the rewards of the two students from straight and 5,000 years. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. There are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
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