Chapter 664: Chapter 444: The Beloved is Gone, What Use is Cultivation_3

That was a girl, her name was Ah E.

Uncle Zhang had seen it more than once, the scene of the two chatting by the river.

At that time, Ah E often sat on a high boulder, swinging her legs, listening earnestly to Grandpa Zhao below, gesticulating as he told his dreams of becoming an immortal.

In the end, Ah E disregarded her family’s opposition and married Grandpa Zhao.

In the blink of an eye, decades have passed, Ah E is no longer in this world, and they have aged into such states.

Uncle Zhang looked at the red glow enveloping his old partner, and suddenly, his eyes became a bit wet.

He felt both relief for his old friend and a sense of sadness for Ah E.

The girl who had once mustered all her courage, ignoring everyone’s opposition, choosing to marry the man she loved.

In the end, she still wasn’t able to witness the glorious moment of her husband.

“That’s enough.”

Lu Qing waved his hand, putting away the Jade Tablet.

“The test is over, and our village did quite well, with four people possessing the talent for cultivation.”

Upon hearing this, the villagers’ reactions varied.

Some were happy, some were disappointed, some were dejected, and some were envious.

Seeing everyone’s emotions, Lu Qing smiled slightly.

He continued, “Those who didn’t test for cultivation talent, don’t be discouraged.

The Jade Tablet tests your qualifications for the Immortal Dao.

But in this world, besides the Immortal Dao, there is also Martial Arts.

If any of you still have the will to cultivate, I have asked the Wei Family Master.

In a few days, they will select some highly skilled martial arts masters to come and establish a Martial Arts Hall in the village.

If you are interested, you can study Martial Arts there.

When practiced to a profound level, Martial Arts is equally strong, not much weaker than the Immortal Dao.”

With these words, the previously dejected crowd immediately looked up in surprise.

Wang Daan shouted, “Ah Qing, are you saying we can learn martial arts?”

“Of course, anyone can practice Martial Arts, it doesn’t emphasize talent like the Immortal Cultivation does.

However, martial arts practice is also very tough, so you must persevere.” Lu Qing nodded and said.

“Hey, what’s hard work! Could it be tougher than working in the fields under the sun and rain every day?” Wang Daan said carelessly.

“Exactly!”

The others nodded one after another.

They all secretly resolved that once the Martial Arts Hall was established, they would seriously study martial arts.

After all, in this world, the status of Martial Artists is very high.

Seeing this, Lu Qing nodded silently.

Although he didn’t know how many people here would be able to persevere in the end.

But as long as this initiative got off to a good start, it would be a good thing for Jiuli Village.

“As for Grandpa Zhao and the rest of you…”

Lu Qing’s gaze fell on Grandpa Zhao and a few others: “I often need to go into seclusion for cultivation, so the time I can actually teach you is probably not much, so I also found a teacher for you…”

However, before Lu Qing could finish, Grandpa Zhao waved his hand.

He said with a smile, “Ah Qing, I don’t need it, just like Brother Zhang said, I’m already at this age, with a foot in the grave, why learn cultivation.”

“Grandpa Zhao, you don’t want to cultivate?” Lu Qing was taken aback.

The other villagers, hearing this, were also stunned.

“It’s not necessary.” Grandpa Zhao smiled: “I came here this time just to know whether the dreams I had as a young man were real or not.

Now that I know, there are no more regrets.

As for cultivation, I’d rather let it go, I’m old, and I no longer have the energy.”

“But Grandpa Zhao, with your talent, even if you can’t reach your full potential in true cultivation, you could still extend your life.” Lu Qing couldn’t help but advise.

However, Grandpa Zhao still shook his head: “Ah E is gone, what am I to do living so long, alright, you just take good care of these few kids, don’t worry about me.”

After speaking, Grandpa Zhao went home on his own.

Walking as he went, when he reached the entrance of his home, he looked up and seemed to see a woman in the yard watching him.

Her smile was as lovely as flowers, just like when she listened to him tell stories by the river back then.

The next day, news came from the village.

Grandpa Zhao passed away, peacefully in his sleep.

He passed away lying peacefully in his bed.