Dressed as the white moonlight of premature death, I have a hint for cultivating immortals

The old ancestor glanced at the two brothers and ignored them.Afterwards, his pair of withered old hands fell on top of the two brothers' heads respectively.

Hanging in vain, with five fingers grasping, gathering spirits under the palm, a majestic stream of pure spiritual power began to pour out from his palm.

Afterwards, it was gradually poured into the bodies of the two brothers.

"Cultivation base empowerment!!"

Xuanyuan Yi was stunned, and afterward, he also understood, and immediately sat cross-legged, embracing Yuan Yuan, performing exercises, and allowing his ancestors to empower him.

reject?Only fools refuse.

Of course, it is still necessary to pretend on the surface, and it must not make people feel that there is no conscience.

"Grandfather, don't do this"

Xuanyuan Yi looked sad, with tears in his eyes, and said in a low voice.

"A big man, why cry, don't feel ashamed!"

The old ancestor glanced at Xuanyuan Yi in disgust, and said.

Although he said disgusting words in his mouth, his cloudy old eyes were full of joy, and tears of joy were about to fall.

Obviously, I was still very happy.

Xuanyuan Wuhen had already sat cross-legged, and now he was concentrating on receiving the cultivation empowerment from his ancestor.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Xuanyuan Yi, who was looking sad, as if he was about to cry, the corners of his mouth twitched, wondering if he had to squeeze out a few tears too.

After squeezing for a long time, the fart didn't come out.They simply stopped being crowded, and simply sat cross-legged on the spot with no expression on their faces.

The old ancestor caught a glimpse of Xuanyuan Wuhen's expression, the corner of his mouth twitched, and thought: The old man is going to die, why don't you just pretend?
Of course, if you complain about it, he won't really care about it with a junior.

"Grandfather, you."

Xuanyuan Litian next to him looked sad, with tears in his eyes, and his mouth opened, as if he didn't know what to say!
Although his expression was sad, his heart was about to die of joy.

The ancestor's cultivation base is infused, these two brats, I'm afraid they can go straight to Mahayana, right?

The ancestor's cultivation base is half immortal, and his cultivation base is extremely profound. Even if one is divided into two, it is easy to create two Mahayanas.

It's not that Xuanyuan Litian has no conscience, but that the old ancestor and his generation are too far apart. If the old ancestor kissed again, how could his own son kiss.

Of course, there must be some sadness, and he is not a cold-blooded and heartless person.

"Zi Yan, you... oh."

The seven or eight old antiques on the other side also sighed in a low voice.

His mouth was opened, but he didn't say anything to remonstrate.

Before dying, pouring one's own cultivation into the younger generation is also a precedent since ancient times, and they don't have much to say.

As Zi Yan said, it's better than wasting it.

"Zi Yan, if you want to live, there's nothing you can do!" It was the gray-clothed ancestor who spoke.

He was referring to seizing the house.

Everyone present heard what he meant.

Xuanyuan Yi and Xuanyuan Wuhen also heard it. At that moment, the two brothers almost involuntarily became tense, even vigilant.

If you want to seize the house, the first thing you need to seize the house is them.

Who made them young and well-qualified.

It's just that I don't know who will choose to win?
Xuanyuan Litian also became nervous. Of course, he was not worried about himself, but worried about his two sons.

If the ancestor wants to seize the house, how can he stop it?

"Ru Xu, don't talk about it, look at you scaring the two brats. I've already lived enough, why bother to harm others. I've lived for too long, and death might be a relief."

The ancestor named Zi Yan had a panoramic view of the expressions of several people, and said helplessly.

After that, he restrained his mind, looked serious, and began to give alms for the two brothers with all his heart.

Ru Xu was also the name of the gray-clothed ancestor.

The gray-clothed ancestor named Ru Xu glanced at the obviously nervous father and son, his face was embarrassed, he twitched the corners of his mouth, but didn't say anything else.

At this time, Xuanyuan Yi and Xuanyuan Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief, and they were scared to death just now.

The same was true for Xuanyuan Litian, his whole body was much more relaxed, and he was no longer as tense as before.

As streams of pure spiritual power entered their bodies, the expressions of Xuanyuan Yi and Xuanyuan Wuhen also became serious.

One after another, they embraced Yuanshouyi, restrained their minds, practiced their exercises, and received the cultivation empowerment from their ancestors wholeheartedly!

With the empowerment of the ancestor's cultivation base, Xuanyuan Yi and Xuanyuan Wuhen's cultivation base also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Especially Xuanyuan Yi, his cultivation quickly reached the stage of transforming gods, and he continued to advance!
I saw that Xuanyuan Yi closed his eyes and crossed his knees, his expression changed a lot, from crying to laughing, like pain or joy.

Obviously, he is currently crossing the heart demon tribulation of the stage of transforming into a god!
The ancestor noticed Xuanyuan Yi's situation, and he understood it.

While empowering Xuanyuanyi's cultivation base, he also did not forget to compress the cultivation base that was poured into the opponent's body. Only after Xuanyuan Yi wakes up in the future can he slowly refine the majestic spirit compressed in his body force!

Xuanyuan Wuhen didn't give up too much here, as the majestic and pure cultivation entered his body, strands of pure spiritual power were quickly refined into several uses by him.

Afterwards, his cultivation was advancing all the way, and it skyrocketed crazily.

The peak of the early stage of the transformation of the gods, the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, the peak of the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, the late stage of the transformation of the gods, the great perfection of the late stage of the transformation of the gods...

While giving alms for the two brothers, the old ancestor also did not forget to pay attention to the situation of the two brothers at all times.

He saw Xuanyuan Wuhen's cultivation base soaring all the way, and he was afraid that his cultivation base would rise too fast, which would cause his cultivation base to be vain.

After thinking about it, he took action to suppress the spiritual power in the dantian for Xuanyuan Wuhen.It wasn't until Xuanyuan Wuhen's cultivation base was so solid that he could no longer suppress it that his cultivation base continued to rise!
Soon, Xuanyuan Wuhen entered the Void Refining Stage...

Not long after, a situation similar to that of Cai Xuanyuanyi also appeared in him.

The facial expressions are crying and laughing, madness and joy, pain and madness.

The old ancestor knew that he had entered the heart demon tribulation in the refining period, and also compressed the remaining majestic spiritual power poured into his body, only to wait for Xuanyuan Wuhen to refine it slowly in the future.

The two brothers have each entered the state of mind demon tribulation!
But the movement of the ancestor's hands did not stop, and continued to give alms for the two brothers.

It's just that the spiritual power that entered the bodies of the two brothers was compressed by the ancestors and remained in the dantians of the two brothers.

The cultivation base of the two brothers continued to rise, and the aura on that body became stronger and stronger.On the other hand, the ancestor's cultivation has dropped all the way.

Even the aura on that body gradually weakened.

Half Immortal, Great Consummation of Tribulation, Late Tribulation, Middle Tribulation, Early Tribulation.Soon, it fell to Mahayana Dzogchen
Just like that, he still didn't stop, and his cultivation continued to drop.

Not long after, they fell into the Void Refining Stage. Even so, the ancestor didn't stop, and was still giving empowerment to the two brothers.

Xuanyuan Litian and the seven or eight old antiques all shed tears when they saw it, they looked sad and couldn't bear it.

Some of the sentimental old antiques began to wipe tears on the side.Even, it is inevitable to feel the sadness of the death of the rabbit and the fox.

If a monk can't ascend successfully, no matter how high his cultivation level is and no matter how long he lives, he will eventually fall one day.

It's not that they don't want to ascend, but they can't ascend.

It's not that the cultivation level is not enough, but that these people, when they were young, committed too many crimes.

At the same time, in the past years, they have also refined countless blood essences, some from the human race, some from the demon race, and some from other races.

Although those various blood essences increased their spiritual strength and cultivation, they also caused countless evil spirits to enter the body. As time went by, the evil spirits in the body became more and more.

Although the evil spirit in their bodies had been cleared long ago, the murders they committed in the past made it impossible for them to ascend.

Unfortunately, by the time they knew it, it was already too late.

As time passed, the aura of the old ancestor became weaker and weaker. In the end, his cultivation quickly fell to the golden core stage, foundation building stage, and even the qi refining stage.
"Touch!" In the next second, the cultivation base in the ancestor's body was gone.Soon, his body fell backwards limply.

"Old ancestors."

Xuanyuan Litian hurriedly caught the ancestor's body that fell backwards, and cried out in grief.

The ancestors at this moment have long since lost their original aura, and their cultivation base is even worse.

Like an old man dying, he fell weakly into Xuanyuan Litian's arms.

His eyes were slightly opened, a dry old hand that looked like withered tree bark was also lightly held by Xuanyuan Litian's other hand.

"Don't be sad, people are mortal. The old man has lived for nearly 10 years, and he has long lived enough."

The ancestor's gaze slowly swept across all the people present, and finally, it fixed on Xuanyuan Litian's face.

He spoke weakly, though his voice was low and inaudible.

But everyone present could still hear clearly.

For a moment, everyone had tears in their eyes, grief and reluctance on their faces.

"Old ancestors."

Xuanyuan Litian hugged the old ancestor tightly, and the hand holding the old ancestor was also tight, with a sad expression on his face, and he yelled in a low voice.

"Zi Yan, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

The old ancestor in gray wiped the corners of his eyes, his face was full of sadness and reluctance, he looked at the old man in Xuanyuan Litian's arms, and said in a low voice.

If you don't say it, you won't have a chance to say it in the future.

"Alright. Protect the ancient Xuanyuan clan. I don't expect you to make the ancient clan as glorious as it was in ancient times, but... don't let people bully you."

The old ancestor lay in Xuanyuan Litian's arms, talking weakly.

The voice is very low, even intermittent.

He had guarded the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan all his life, and before he died, the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan was the one he was most worried about.

"Old Ancestor, don't worry, the Ancient Xuanyuan Clan will always be the top force in the Canglan Continent, and they won't be easily bullied."

Xuanyuan Litian hugged his ancestor tightly, and solemnly assured him.

"Well, the old man can rest assured!"

The old ancestor smiled weakly, and finally, his eyes slowly moved to the two brothers who were still going through the demons at this moment.

His eyes swept over Xuanyuan Yi first, and he said weakly: "Good. Train Yi'er, he will... be a qualified successor."

"Yes, old ancestor!" Xuanyuan Litian glanced at Xuanyuan Yi, who had his eyes closed tightly, and replied in a low voice.

"Also...Wuhen, that stinky brat, he has extremely high aptitude, so he needs to be cultivated well. It's just...he's in love with someone he shouldn't. Be careful."

Before he could finish his words, his body straightened and fell into Xuanyuan Litian's arms, his eyes were wide open, as if he was dying.

"Old ancestors."

Xuanyuan Litian couldn't bear it anymore, and cried out loudly.

Then, hugging the body of the ancestor, he knelt down on the ground, his face full of grief.

"Bump"

At this time, seven or eight old antiques also knelt down in unison, and kowtowed to the ancestor who had just died.

"Li Tian, ​​Zi Yan's funeral, you should deal with it, his funeral must be grand!"

After a while, the gray-clothed old man spoke slowly.

At the same time, he also stood up.

Cultivators seldom hold funerals, and they are afraid that someone will steal their corpses. You must know that even if a monk dies, the corpse is extremely valuable.

Especially for a half-immortal like Zi Yan, even the bones of his body can make a half-immortal weapon.

But in order to show respect to their ancestors, the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan would not do this.

Not only will this not be done, but a grand funeral will be held.Then, Ziyan's body was buried in the cemetery of the ancestors of the ancient Xuanyuan clan.

In that cemetery, there are countless masters guarding the tribulation, who dares to go there to steal the corpse, unless he is impatient to live.

"Understood, old ancestor!" Xuanyuan Litian replied to the gray-clothed ancestor with a sad expression.

After that, he put down the dead ancestor's body, got up, and stepped out of the palace. Soon, he notified people to collect the ancestor's body.

A series of instructions went on, and soon, someone began to make arrangements for the funeral of the ancestor.

Within half a day, the entire ancient Xuanyuan clan knew that an ancestor in the back mountain had fallen.

Before falling, he also poured that sky-high cultivation into Xuanyuanyi and Xuanyuan Wuhen.

For a time, within the ancient Xuanyuan clan, some were envious, some were jealous, some were full of complex eyes, and of course, some were happy for the two brothers.

For example, Su Youyou, she doesn't care whether the old ancestor died or not. In her opinion, it is better to die, anyway, those old antiques don't like her.

It's all right now, the old guy is dead, and her two sons are even cheaper with his heavenly cultivation.If Su Youyou wasn't afraid that others might see it badly, she would have happily had a drink or two.