Opening Puncher Royal Body

Ancestral land, in an old house.

The clan elder sat there cross-legged, his breath was extremely weak, and the whole person seemed to die at any time.

He has reached the twilight state, his life essence is exhausted, and he is about to die.

"Old clan, you..."

The captain of the guards and a group of guards looked at him with sad faces.

The clan elder's face was haggard, his eyes were a little dim, and he swept over everyone one by one.

"My whole life, I have dedicated my entire life to the royal family, to this great Xia Zu land."

"The mission of the generation will eventually end in my generation."

The clan elder said weakly, people are almost at the end, like an oil lamp, when the oil is exhausted, the lamp will go out soon.

"Old clan..." The captain of the guard didn't know what to say.

He was drawn up by the elders of the clan alone, and even taught him to practice martial arts, and formed the ancestral land guard.

After all, the royal family didn't send anyone here, all the clan elders have been guarding here from generation to generation.

Now the last watchman will also sit down, and there will be no more watchmen.

"You are all cultivated by me. After I leave, you don't have to continue guarding here, you can all go home."

The clan elder suddenly made a decision.

After he died, he didn't want to keep these guards here and let them go back.

"Old clan, we're not leaving."

The captain of the guard knelt down with a sad face, and the other guards knelt on the ground one after another.

"This is the last order I give you. After I die, you just leave and never come back."

"Remember, I'll prepare later, and I will dismiss everyone today. I have done enough for the royal family, so let's end my generation."

When the clan elder said this, his whole body suddenly improved, and his face turned red.

"Go down and call Wuchen..."

The clan elder said with great anger.

"No need, I'm already here."

At this time, a person walked in outside the door, it was Xia Chen.

He still decided to send the clan elder for the last ride. After all, after being here for so long, the only person who knew his identity was the old man in front of him.

"You're here." The clan elder's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand and said, "You all go down, pack your things and dismiss all the handymen, and don't come back."

"Yes, clan elder!"

The captain of the guards and a group of guards knelt on the ground in grief and buckled their heads three times.

Then they exited one by one, leaving only Xia Chen and the clan elder.

"Your Highness, forgive me for not being able to salute."

The clan elder gasped.

Xia Chen shook his head: "No need, clan elder, what else do you wish for?"

"wish?"

The clan elder looked in a trance and smiled lightly: "I have no children and no daughters in my life, and I have devoted my whole life to this place, and I have nothing to worry about."

"With the senior reinforced seal, I have no regrets in my death, it's time to free myself."

Speaking of this, his eyes became a little dim and blurry, as if he was about to die at any time.

Immediately seeing him take a sigh of relief, he said in a loud voice: "His Royal Highness, after I leave, you should also leave here and go back to the palace, you don't belong here after all."

"I have already reported it to the imperial court. After the saint, someone should be sent to take over here."

The clan elder said for a while, and his breath became weak.

"You don't have to worry about this. If you have any other wishes, I can help you fulfill them."

Xia Chen asked in a calm tone.

After hearing this, the clan elder smiled freely: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness Ninth. The only thing the old man cares about is the seal of the back mountain. Since that senior is here, my wish has been fulfilled."

"Your Highness, the old man goes..."

Before the words were finished, the aura of the clan elder declined, his head slowly hung down, there was no breath at all, and he finally sat down.

Looking at the sitting clan elder, Xia Chen was silent, mortals, after all, are only a hundred years old, even if they are clan elders with a great master realm.

Still only lived for more than a hundred years, and now it has come to an end.

"Come on, I will solve the sealing matter."

Xia Chen said something silently. In fact, he wanted to say that the senior you mentioned is me.

But he didn't say that watching the clan elder die is the end of his life, and he left without any worries or regrets.

He himself has no children and no daughters, and has been lonely all his life. He has been guarding the place for the Daxia royal family for generations to come to an end in his generation.

Xia Chen silently turned around and walked out of the room. Outside, a group of guards waited quietly.

"The clan elder has passed away, you should arrange the funeral for him."

After he finished speaking, he left, and only the captain of the guards and a group of guards wept after listening to the grief.

"Clan elder!"

A cry came, and Xia Chen felt a little bit in his heart.

The life of a mortal is only a hundred years, and it flies by in a hurry.

But martial artist cultivation is to break the fate of mortals and gain a longer lifespan. To put it bluntly, it is to fight for fate with heaven.

And when you reach Nirvana, you can have five hundred years of life.

Thinking that he now has a thousand years of lifespan, Xia Chen felt a deep touch in his heart.

This is the charm of cultivation, and it is the charm of longevity.

He doesn't need to worry about the funeral of the clan elder. With the guards in the ancestral land, and a large number of handymen to help, it is done properly.

Although there is no scenery, it is at least decent.

The clan elders were buried in a tomb in the ancestral land, which was specially prepared for the guardians of the spirits.

After finishing the funeral of the clan elder, the captain of the guard called everyone, including all the handymen in the ancestral land.

"Today, there is one thing to announce."

The captain of the guard spoke with a heavy heart.

He glanced at everyone and said slowly: "According to the last wish of the clan elder, all the guards and handymen in the ancestral land will be dismissed, and everyone will go their separate ways after receiving the money and food, and go home."

"what?"

"Dismiss us?"

Hearing the news, all the handymen at the scene exclaimed and couldn't believe it.

Actually dismissing everyone, why, don't people need to take care of the ancestral land?

In the crowd, Xia Chen's thoughts moved, and he was also very surprised. Did the clan elder actually explain that he would dismiss everyone before he died?

But he didn't care, it didn't matter to him whether people left or not.

Even if everyone is gone, that's just right, it's enough to be quiet and stay here alone to guard the ancestral land and the imperial mausoleum.

"Go away."

The captain of the guard waved his hands with a heavy face and dispersed one by one.

They are not the official staff of the imperial court, nor do they have any subsidy from the imperial court. They were formed by the clan elder alone.

Now that he is dead, no one can support these anymore, and the only possibility is to dismiss them all.

As for the ancestral land, he has a clear conscience. He has been dedicated here for generations, and even he is here to die alone, what else can he say?

Even if the royal family needs to be repaired in the future, it will be sent by the royal family again.

For these, Xia Chen ignores it, and it is impossible for the captain of the guard to let him leave.

There is such a good place to nest, why go?

"all gone..."

On the mountain peak, Xia Chen silently watched the ancestral land guards below, the handymen, all of them carrying their luggage and going their separate ways, leaving the building completely empty.

Apart from Xia Chen himself, there is no one else here.

"Let's go, get clean."

Xia Chen muttered to himself, without joy or sorrow, is this the scene that people are talking about when they leave the tea?

They were all recruited by the clan elders before they were alive. It was normal for them to go their separate ways after they died, and it didn't matter at all.

As the clan elders sat down, the entire ancestral land was suddenly empty, and only Xia Chen was still silently cleaning every corner of the ancestral land every day.

I still carry water, grow vegetables, and chop wood every day, but now I am alone.

This instead made Xia Chen clean, and the whole person seemed to be integrated into nature, and the breath was integrated with the surrounding plants and trees, which became more and more difficult to figure out.