Han Benzhi doted on Han Duanyu too much. If Liu Weiwei hadn't been particularly strict, Han Duanyu would probably have become an uneducated and unskillful playboy in the future, bullying men and women in the name of his grandfather.
Han Benzhi smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
A red cloud descended from the sky and landed in front of Han Changming. A burly man in a red shirt walked down from the red cloud. It was Han Changming's third son, Han Benyong.
Han Benyong failed to master a skill, but he practiced diligently. Like Han Debiao, he was combative by nature. He has now reached the middle stage of foundation building, while Han Benzhi is still in the early stage of foundation building. The elixir that Han Changming gave to Han Benzhi was immediately given to Liu Weiwei by Han Benzhi.
"Yes, you have entered the middle stage of foundation building. You have made much more progress than your brother."
Han Changming looked Han Benyong up and down and praised him with a smile.
Han Benyong looked sad and said, "Dad, grandparents are dying, let's go see them!"
The grandparents he mentioned were Han Changming's parents. After Han Changming entered the Jindan stage, their treatment became much better, but their lifespan was almost over.
Han Changming's heart sank. He had been mentally prepared, but when the day finally came, he still felt sad.
"Let's go! Let's go over and see our parents off."
Han Changming sighed deeply, feeling heavy-hearted. Ye Xin, Liu Weiwei and Han Benfu were practicing, and he did not disturb them.
He summoned the Flying Spirit Shuttle and carried Ye Xue and others to fly towards Qingluo Island.
Qingluo Island is a vast manor. Hundreds of mortals from the Han family gathered in the manor, including men, women, young and old. They are all descendants of Han Shan.
As Han Changming's cultivation level improved, Han Shan's treatment continued to improve. He had hundreds of grandchildren, and the clansmen gathered in the manor were representatives of each branch. All of Han Shan's descendants added up to thousands. This is why cultivators do not live with mortals, as mortals reproduce too fast and have no worries about food and clothing. Han Shan's descendants already exceed a thousand, and as time goes by, the number of his descendants will increase.
In a green pavilion with carved beams and painted rafters, Han Shan, with white hair and wrinkled face, was lying on the bed, his eyes could hardly open. Li Xue, also with white hair, was sitting beside him. A handsome boy in a green shirt was standing beside him.
A fat, big-eared middle-aged man paced back and forth, looking very anxious.
"Why hasn't Brother Qi come back yet? Didn't Ben Yong go back to report the news? Could it be that Brother Qi is practicing?"
The middle-aged man frowned, his face full of worry.
"Don't disturb him...he is practicing..."
Han Shan said weakly, stretching out his right hand. Li Xue held Han Shan's hand tightly and choked up, "Old man, I know what you mean. Don't talk anymore and have a good rest."
A light sound of footsteps was heard, and Han Changming and others walked in.
Seeing his parents with white hair and wrinkled faces, Han Changming's eyes turned red and his expression was sad.
"Dad, the baby is here."
Han Changming rushed to the bed and knelt down.
“Ming’er, Daddy’s greatest achievement in this life… in this life… is you. You must practice diligently. Daddy hopes that you can go further and further on the path of immortality… on the path of immortality.”
Han Shan spoke intermittently, his tone was weak and he seemed very weak.
Han Changming held Han Shan's hand tightly and promised solemnly: "Dad, your grandson has taken note. Duanrui, come and pay your respects to your great-grandfather."
Han Duanyu walked over quickly, knelt down obediently, and said, "Grandson Duanrui, I pay my respects to my great-grandfather."
"Dad, this is Benzhi's second son Duanrui, whom you have met."
Not long after Han Duanyu was born, Han Benzhi and Liu Weiwei took Han Duanyu to Qingluo Island and stayed with Han Shan and Li Xue for a while.
Han Shan nodded with satisfaction, pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "Ming'er, this is your youngest brother... Han Fu, and his grandson... The grandson has spiritual roots, so please take care of him."
The boy in green strode forward, knelt down, kowtowed and said, "Grandson Han Duanxian greets Seventh Uncle."
With the successful example of Han Changming, Han Shan's descendants worked hard to create humans, hoping that people with spiritual roots would appear again. Thanks to their efforts, Han Xian, the grandson of Han Fu, Han Changming's youngest brother, was found to have the four spiritual roots of earth, wood, gold and fire. He was able to have a generation name and practice immortal techniques.
"Benzhi, please take good care of Duanxian in the future and let him be a companion to Duanrui!"
Han Changming ordered that since Han Benzhi had no intention of practicing, it would be most appropriate for him to take care of Duanxian.
Han Duanxian, as the name suggests, Han Shan has high hopes for him. His aptitude as a person with four spiritual roots is particularly poor, but for Han Shan's sake, Han Changming can help him.
"Got it, Dad. I will take good care of Duanxian."
Han Benzhi agreed honestly.
After hearing this, Han Shan felt relieved and slowly closed his eyes. He died.
Han Changming looked grief-stricken, and Han Fu and others were howling.
Two days later, perhaps because she was too sad, Li Xue also passed away.
Since then, Han Changming's parents have passed away, leaving behind thousands of descendants. With Han Changming around, these thousands of mortals can live a life without worries about food and clothing.
After taking care of his parents' funeral, Han Changming and his party left Qingluo Island, and Han Duanxian also returned to Huludao.
Han Changming felt very heavy-hearted after his parents passed away.
He finally understood why his ancestors separated mortals and cultivators. Cultivators should be pure-hearted and have few desires, but that does not mean they should be heartless and desireless. Cultivators have a much longer lifespan than mortals. As time goes by, the mortal relatives of cultivators will gradually grow old, and a relative will die every now and then: today their parents die, tomorrow their brothers and sisters die, and the day after tomorrow their nephews and grandchildren die. This will greatly affect the cultivator's state of mind.
Strictly speaking, immortal cultivators are powerful people, how could they be heartless and without desires? When their relatives who they have been with day and night die, how could they not feel any grief? It is too painful to watch their relatives who they have been with day and night die one by one.
In Qianyang Peak, in a secluded green-tiled courtyard, Han Changming and Ye Xue were sitting in a stone pavilion with spiritual tea and snacks on the table.
"My dear husband, please don't be too sad. Birth, aging, illness and death are very normal. Not only our parents, but our children and grandchildren will also have this day. This is something we must go through."
Ye Xue counselled softly, her eyes firm.
They have many children and grandchildren, and it is impossible for all of them to continue on the path of immortality. Han Changming has entered the Jindan stage and has a lifespan of nearly 600 years. If Ye Xue has not entered the Jindan stage, she will pass away before Han Changming. Ye Xue had a lot of feelings during the trip to Qingluo Island. She hopes to stay with Han Changming forever and does not want to leave Han Changming.
"The road to immortality is long, Xue'er, promise me that you will follow me. I don't want to watch you die."
Han Changming said solemnly, holding Ye Xue's hand tightly.
"Okay, I will always be with my husband. I plan to practice in seclusion and strive for the late stage of foundation building. Anyway, there is nothing else to do, so I will leave the clan affairs to other clan members."
Ye Xue agreed without hesitation and leaned her head in Han Changming's arms.
She is the acting head of the family and does not have to take care of things on a daily basis. She is only responsible for the development direction of the family.
The next day, Ye Xue practiced in seclusion.
In the northwest corner of Huludao, there is a desolate open area.
Han Changming stood on a huge yellow rock, looking at Han Benyong not far away, his face full of admiration.
Han Benyong held a red flag about ten feet long with a fire cloud pattern on it, emitting an astonishing heat wave.
Three second-level puppet beasts were besieging Han Benyong. Han Benyong waved a red flag and released red fireballs, smashing them at the three second-level puppet beasts.
Han Benzhi was not very interested in cultivation, so Han Changming placed his hopes on Han Benfu and Han Benyong.
Han Benyong is combative by nature and has much more experience in fighting than Han Benzhi.
Han Changming also intends to train Han Benyong, hoping that he can become the next Han Debiao.
A giant blue eagle with its wings spread out to a length of ten feet descended from the sky, and its sharp claws grabbed Han Benyong's chest.
A red giant tiger puppet beast that was as tall as a person spewed out a thick red beam of light and rushed straight towards Han Benyong. A white spider puppet beast spewed out a white spider web that was more than ten feet in size and covered Han Benyong.
Despite being attacked from three sides, Han Benyong remained calm and did not show any sign of panic.
A large red flame emerged from the red flag in his hand. With a slight shake, a thick red fire wall appeared out of thin air and blocked his way.
The red light column hit the red wall of fire, as if it had hit a solid wall of steel. It made a dull "bang" sound and suddenly disappeared.
Han Benyong shook his hands, and the red flag suddenly burst into flames. A huge fireball ten feet in size flew out from the flag and hit the white spider web. At the same time, a burst of fire lit up on his chest, and a thick red light curtain emerged out of thin air, protecting his entire body.
The giant blue eagle's claws grabbed the red light curtain, and there was a muffled "bang" sound, but the red light curtain was intact.
Han Benyong took out a red net bag and covered the giant green eagle at once. The red net bag quickly tightened and tied up the giant green eagle.
The giant red tiger came around from the left, kicked its front legs, jumped up, and pounced over with a fishy wind.
With a dull thud, the red light curtain on Han Benyong's body was shattered by the tiger's claws, and he was knocked to the ground by the red giant tiger, but he was not seriously injured.
"If it was a life-and-death battle, you would have died. You only put on a defense, which was too careless. You hunted monsters with your tribesmen. The monsters had only one means of attack, and they were trapped in the formation, so they were naturally defeated. However, immortal cultivators are different. If you take them lightly, you will definitely suffer a great loss if you fight with immortal cultivators. Remember, when fighting with others, you must put on defense first. Underestimating the enemy will kill you."
Han Changming said in a stern tone that Han Benyong was too young and needed more training.
Han Benyong said yes repeatedly and put away his magic weapon.
"Ninth brother, I was wondering where you were going. It turns out you are here teaching me how to fight."
A female voice like a silver bell suddenly rang out, and a three-meter-tall red giant eagle fell from the sky and landed in front of Han Changming. Han Changying jumped off the back of the red giant eagle with a smile on her face.