"Qingyu!"
"Brother Qingyu!"
"Uncle Qingyu!"
…
For a moment, everyone in the tribe was shouting, finding it hard to accept.
The family's genius, a martial artist at the level of Controlling Qi, died before he could return to the family, and many people regarded Chen Qingyu as the hope of the family.
This scene is bound to be a huge blow to the tribe members.
Even though many young men in the clan had never met Chen Qingyu before, they couldn't help but feel sad at this moment.
Many tribesmen hurriedly went to find the tribe leader to ask what happened.
In the ancestral hall, Chen Tianjing, sensing the scene in his mind, also hurried towards the ancestral hall.
As soon as he entered the ancestral hall, Chen Tianjing saw Chen Xingzhen with a sad face, which made Chen Tianjing unable to help but confirm:
"Fourth uncle, Qingyu?"
"Well, I have just asked the sacred tree for instructions."
Chen Tianjing sighed when he heard this. The world outside was even more dangerous. Even though Chen Qingyu was a genius and had decent combat power, he was no match for several warriors of the same level, and his death was not impossible.
But for a while, it was still difficult for Chen Tianjing to accept it. Outside, Chen Qingyu might be just a martial artist with some talent in the Qi Control Realm, but in the family, Chen Qingyu was not only the hope of the clan, but also a member of the family, their descendant.
"Uncle, can the sacred tree sense Qingyu's exact location?"
Chen Tianjing asked hopefully.
After all, the deceased members of the family can be resurrected. Although Chen Qingyu has died, as long as his soul can be found, he can be resurrected again. Although there will be some differences in his condition, it is not hopeless.
Above, Ji Yang shook his head in his heart when he heard the conversation between the two.
The place where Chen Qingyu was was far away from the mass grave mountain. Just now, in order to confirm the news of Chen Qingyu's death, Ji Yang had consumed a lot of incense, causing the light on the golden locust leaf to dim a little.
But now the incense connecting him to Chen Qingyu has been cut off, and he has no way of sensing it.
Once the soul cannot be found, the tribe member is probably really dead.
Ji Yang conveyed the idea to the two of them.
The two people who received the prompt also fell silent. Even the sacred tree could not sense Chen Qingyu's location, let alone them?
Therefore, even retrieving the soul is almost impossible.
At this point, Chen Tianjing could only look regretful.
Perhaps it was God's envy of talented people, or perhaps it was the Chen family's destiny to suffer this disaster.
After a while, other members of the clan also rushed to the ancestral hall. After learning the news of Chen Qingyu's death, many of them were very sad. It turned out that the picture in their minds just now was real. The genius of the clan had indeed fallen.
"Tian Jing, prepare for the funeral."
After expressing his sorrow, Chen Xingzhen said with a little disappointment.
"Okay, I'll go and ask the tribesmen to prepare."
Chen Tianjing nodded. Funerals were originally held after a clan member passed away, but the family situation was different now and it had not been held for a long time.
Chen Qingyu's contribution to the family is obvious to all, and a funeral should be held to commemorate him.
As the clan members left the ancestral hall one by one, Chen Xingzhen spoke again:
"Tian Jing, you have adapted to the position of clan leader in the past two years. I don't need to say anything else. I am relieved to pass the position of clan leader to you."
"Right now, our clan is still prosperous, and the family will certainly become stronger and stronger. However, I probably won't be able to do anything about the Mass Burial Mountain. When the time comes, you can choose another clan member to take charge of the affairs here."
"Fourth Uncle..."
After hearing this, Chen Tianjing's body froze and he couldn't help but look up at Chen Xingzhen.
But then Chen Xingzhen's old and slightly pale face suddenly became radiant, but the energy and blood in his body began to rapidly decline.
This was clearly a sign of the end of life, and Chen Tianjing couldn't help but feel sad again.
But Chen Xingzhen just smiled and said:
"In fact, I should have gone to my father's side to reunite with them a long time ago. Now that you and Tianyu are in my family, I don't have to worry about anything. The only thing I can't let go of is Qingyu. I wanted to see Qingyu for the last time, but now it seems that it's impossible."
Chen Tianjing nodded silently:
"Fourth Uncle, go with peace of mind. I will definitely lead our family to glory."
Seeing Chen Tianjing's resolute look, Chen Xingzhen couldn't help but laugh and said:
"I'm just dead, not gone."
This also made Chen Tianjing come out of his sadness. Because of Chen Qingyu, he had lost his composure.
Fourth uncle's body and soul are with the clan. They will be resurrected in a few days, so there is no need to be too sad.
"After I die, you must use the family secret technique to refine my corpse and put it in the coffin. When there is a family war, don't think that your descendants are unfilial. Use them when necessary, and everything should be based on the prosperity of the family..."
"Well, Fourth Uncle, don't worry, I know."
Chen Tianjing nodded and wanted to continue listening, but when he looked up, he saw that the light in Chen Xingzhen's eyes was gone, and his aura was gone.
Not long after, a green fruit slowly grew out from under the branches and leaves of the locust tree.
Chen Xingzhen, dead!
"Fourth Uncle..."
After a while, other tribesmen who heard the news came again and knelt down to worship Qingguo.
Under the shade of the tree, Chen Changming sighed.
Things in the world are ever-changing, no one can predict the outcome, and life and death are also destined.
Even a warrior as strong as one who has reached the state of concentration will one day die. Even the legendary martial immortal may not live as long as the heaven and earth.
It is a rare thing for ghosts like them to be able to linger in this world.
However, when Chen Changming looked at Chen Tianshun standing aside, he didn't know how to comfort him. They could still survive as souls, but Chen Qingyu didn't even have the chance to become a soul.
Seeing Chen Changming's gaze, Chen Tianshun smiled calmly:
"Don't worry, Patriarch. I'm fine. This is the path Qingyu chose himself. I think he already knew the outcome."
Chen Changming didn't say much, but he knew that Chen Tianshun was definitely not as relaxed as he appeared, so he could only comfort him later.
The next day, perpetual lamps were lit in the Chen family's ancestral hall, white cloth was hung outside the family hall, and countless clansmen wore mourning clothes and observed a moment of silence for the clan leader and Chen Qingyu.
The death of the tribesmen has also changed the concepts of many young people in the tribe. Even if the family has a sacred tree, the sacred tree is not omnipotent. Only the family's own strength can make the family stronger.
Only when the family is strong can we avoid various accidents.
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