Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 198 Funeral
Hearing this, Wei Yi couldn't help shaking his head:

"There is nothing to worry about. Even if there is a Ten Thousand Clans Contest for Hegemony in the end, we may not be at a disadvantage."

"After all, our human race has always relied on brains to win, to cooperate vertically and horizontally, to attack from far away and close at hand."

"The human race can have its current status, and there are all the kings and emperors behind it, so it is impossible to fall into a disadvantage."

"We just have to follow orders."

"Do more and make more mistakes. After all, those emperors and kings who have planned for thousands of years for this matter, it is impossible for them to be inferior to our thinking of dozens or hundreds of years?"

"As long as you make sure your cultivation is online, and even take it out when you might need it in the future, that's enough."

"It's hard to get such an opportunity. Pindao doesn't want to die without being honored as the ancestor."

When it came to the end, Wei Yi looked very bachelor, and even drank a glass of amber wine from the glass cup.

He knows a lot about himself.

He never thought of himself as a savior, he could still make money without the earth, and he wouldn't die without the world of practice.

So you should eat and have fun, and don't take yourself so seriously.

Hearing what Wei Yi said, Hong Yu couldn't help but nodded, then he held the glass cup, looked at Wei Yi quietly and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist sees clearly."

"I have been guarding the frontier for so many years, and I really take my own thoughts too seriously, and take myself too seriously."

While speaking, he raised his glass to invite:
"Come, come, drink, drink."

"If you have wine today, you will be drunk today. If you are not drunk today, you will not return."

While drinking, the two of them tasted one pill after another on the lotus leaf.

Of course.

When they tasted the pills, they didn't pick up their hands one by one and put them in their mouths.

Instead, dissolve the elixir in the liquor.

This is also the way many practitioners eat, and even more ancient practitioners use this method to melt pills into water.

Green waves floated in all directions on this small lake.

Little ripples appeared.

The two of them were sitting on a big lotus leaf, lying or lying down and chatting with each other very harmoniously.

Among them, the most outstanding ones are those pills made by Wei Yi.

Most of the pills are not worth much money, they are just randomly synthesized with various medicinal materials and candies.

But he said that he cherishes and cherishes.

After all, Wei Yi's refining method is based on the method of refining Bigu Dan, which can increase the feeling of fullness after swallowing.

But it does not pollute the body.

It can be said that it is a complete general, if you want to live without death, you will walk very smoothly.

At a certain time, Hong Yu, who was exchanging cups with him, seemed to remember something:
"That's right, I almost forgot something."

"The next time I came here, I didn't come here to chat and drink with fellow Taoists. This trip has some tasks."

When he said this, he stopped the glass cup in his hand, and Wei Yi casually pushed a purple pill into his cup.

He watched the pills in the cup gradually melt, and then said curiously:
"Oh? What mission?"

Speaking of this, Hongyu became a little more serious:

"Follow the emperor's order to travel the world."

"Search for capable people and strangers in the world, and hold a water and land ceremony in Kyoto."

"Establish a recruiting pavilion to recruit talents."

Hearing this, Wei Yi couldn't help showing a clear smile on his face.

That's right.

He said why the court has not acted for so long.

Feelings are to send a big man at once, and then wipe out all the capable practitioners in the world.

The great power of fetal breath personally invites, which practitioner dares to say no?

That is the big man who can really arrest the ancestors from the nether world.

Seeing Wei Yi's expression, Hong Yu smiled and said:
"It seems that Fellow Daoist should have known earlier."

"But that's right, this news is only tight compared to the outer layer, as long as it is an important minister in the capital, it can know."

When he said this, a knowing smile appeared on Na Hongyu's face:

"However, Xiao Wang has indeed inherited the fine traditions of their Wang family ancestors from generation to generation."

"Every generation has outstanding talents, and even the eyesight is better than the other. This is something extraordinary."

"It's fitting that the royal family can have such a status."

Hearing what Hong Yu said, Wei Yi couldn't help being a little curious for a while, only saw him holding a wine glass, and asked with some doubts:

"Fellow Daoist is talking about Xiao Wang, is he talking about Wang Mingli?"

Hearing what Wei Yi said, Hong Yu couldn't help laughing and said:

"Xiao Wang is really amazing."

"Not only is he amazing, but his ancestors have not been ordinary people for generations."

"Don't talk about others, just talk about Xiao Wang's father, but he really dares to use the life of the entire family as a guarantee."

When talking about this, Na Hongyu couldn't help being amazed:
"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Although there are no powerful practitioners in their family, determination and sincerity are the criteria for their family to continue."

"Fellow Daoist, why do you think the members of the Wang family are so thin now? You must know that the Wang family back then was a big clan with thousands of people."

"In the turmoil back then, in order to show their intentions, the Wang family killed 200 members of the entire family."

"Only Xiao Wang and his brothers are passed down as family blood because of their young age."

When talking about this, Hong Yu continued to smile and said:

"Now Xiao Wang has not only inherited his father's determination and ruthlessness, but has also learned his vision and sincerity."

"It's just the step of making good friends, and at least this Wang family will continue through the ages."

"Hey hey hey... No wonder this little guy is in the capital, he can turn his hand into clouds and his hands into rain."

"It doesn't matter that he is not good at cultivation, but he has as many friends as he has enemies."

Originally, Wei Yi knew that Wang Mingli was not an ordinary person. After all, he knew the things in the capital faster than anyone else, but he didn't expect him to be so extraordinary.

According to this statement, he is completely a proper social butterfly.

Even Hong Yu was amazed by it, which can make people understand the gold content in it.

Shaking his head, Wei Yi didn't continue to explore anything, thought for a while, and then said:
"This time the Kyoto Water and Land Conference, there should be many comrades participating?"

"If that's the case, then the poor will have to participate in whatever they say, at least it can be regarded as gaining insight."

"After practicing for such a long time, the world's poorest way has not been wandering around, so it's really boring to talk about it."

Now that the cultivators in the starry sky and the great monks in the wilderness outside the territory began to withdraw one by one.

That means that there must be comrades participating in this event.

In this case.

So even if it is just to communicate with fellow practitioners, then he has to participate in this matter.

He has only cared about his cultivation these years, but he only walks in the surrounding states, which is really a bit of a house.

After all, there are 99 states in the world.

In addition, there is wildness outside the territory.

There is also an endless starry sky.

There are landscapes everywhere and places to learn.

He beckoned to the little elf flying in the sky, and asked him to fill himself with the fine nectar, Hong Yu couldn't help but echoed and said:

"Fellow Daoist, what I said is very much in line with my intentions."

"I also have such an idea in my mind."

"After all, the establishment of the Zhaoxian Pavilion today must be for the sake of the future. It is hard to say when it will become a real war."

"From now on, these Dao friends and friends may be our comrades in arms who get along day and night in the future. It is always good to get familiar with them in advance."

When talking about this, Hong Yu took a deep look at Wei Yi, and then he said:
"Let's just say something more."

"The most important thing for fellow Taoists this time is to concentrate on practicing. The stronger the supernatural powers, the more opportunities you can take."

"Although I'm not an old monster, I still have a hundred years of magic power."

"What's more, those Taoist friends guarding the extraterrestrial starry sky and the wild land are all veteran practitioners."

"So, at least you need to have decades of magical powers before you can protect yourself."

When talking about this, Hong Yu raised the glazed cup in his hand to Wei Yi, and then said with a smile:

"Hahahaha... I have said too much."

"Come on, let's drink, drink."

With Hong Yu's words, Wei Yi also understood that the cultivator who had already achieved the fetal breath had to have at least a few decades.

Although it is not easy to practice fetal breath mana, after so many years, they have to accumulate at least decades of mana and supernatural powers.

In this way, Wei Yi's mana is the weakest among these people.

Say nothing else.

Once something goes wrong, it is always difficult for those with weak magical powers to ensure their own safety.

Hong Yu could already tell from Wei Yi's casual movements that he had extraordinary supernatural powers, but supernatural powers are supernatural powers, and mana is mana.

Even if you have extraordinary supernatural powers and don't have enough mana, you can only be anxious there.

What he said was to the point.

As long as you have 30 to [-] years of mana, you can use your supernatural powers freely, and at least you can keep yourself safe.

Wei Yi could naturally hear the kindness in it, so he exchanged cups with Hongyu, feeling uncomfortable for a while:

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for your love."

"Although Pindao's teaching power is weak, he still has some ability in making alchemy and medicine."

"During this period of time, Pindao has deduced a few rudimentary alchemy recipes, and we can start alchemy once the materials are gathered."

When it came to this, Wei Yi couldn't help laughing and said:
"It can't be said that after refining a furnace of dragon and tiger pills, the mana of fellow daoists will not be able to keep up with poor daoists."

Originally, Hong Yu, who seemed to be indifferent to everything and acted recklessly, couldn't help being startled when he heard Wei Yi's words:
"Fellow Daoist, can you really become a dragon and tiger pill?"

He doesn't care about bigu pills and the like, after all, the realm of fetal breath has long been like a demon god.

Whether to eat or not depends only on whether the mind is moving or not.

But this mana is different.

It takes a year of hard work to cultivate a pure ancestral qi, and it is a painful practice year after year.

Who can stand this?

What's more, if you want to survive the three innate calamities and the mana of a thousand years, that is a big threshold.

But the question is, which person can guarantee that he can have a thousand years of mana before his life is exhausted?
Tell the truth.

In the entire world, in the entire universe and starry sky, almost ninety-nine percent of fetal breath practitioners are not qualified to survive the innate catastrophe.

Great supernatural powers are just a dream for them.

Even if they practice hard and have five or six hundred years of mana, that's already insane.

Is it true that everyone can cross the twelve-storey building casually like Wei Yi?

Although he has only crossed the third floor now, he has also increased the lifespan of three Jiazi, and this is only because of the short time.

However, not everyone enters the realm of fetal breath through Taoism. Most practitioners who use supernatural powers and secret methods to cross the realm of fetal breath basically find it difficult to walk through the twelve-story building.

If you can't even live for a thousand years, then what qualifications do you have to cultivate mana for a thousand years?
Unless you have great luck!
If one can possess the innate spirit fruit and the innate primordial qi, then one can reach the sky in one step.

But, it's hard!

Wei Yi didn't say enough about this, but said with uncertainty:
"It's not guaranteed to be successful."

"However, if it is refined, it can increase mana for decades at the last time."

Hearing this, Hong Yu's eyes lit up.

Immediately afterwards, the two whispered, the two people who were originally solemn treasures, who looked like gods and gods, were now like two profiteers.

It looks like it's indescribable.

"Hey Hey……"

……

No one knows what the two discussed.

However, it has been more than two months since the last suppression of the leylines.

Hong Yu has also been away for more than two months.

During this period of time, he spent most of his time deducing alchemy recipes.

After all, he didn't talk too much.

If he wasn't certain, how could he dare to speak out casually.

of course.

He is not [-]% sure.

After all, it is to attract investment, so the effect should be said to be more significant.

Let’s not talk about whether it has any effect, just get the investment first, and fool them into giving the money.

however.

Just when he was about to add the last medicine to the pill formula, a piece of news unexpectedly interrupted him.

"Master Daoist, my father passed away yesterday, and the funeral will be held tomorrow, so please ask Master Daoist to see my father off for the last time."

Looking at the son of old man Liu's family in front of him, Wei Yi was a little silent for a while:
"Pindao knows. Tomorrow, he will go to send Mr. Liu off for the last time."

Seeing the figure of Mr. Liu and his son in the teahouse on Pingyang Street gradually disappearing, Wei Yi felt a little sad for a moment:

"It's been so long before I know it."

"After more than ten years from spring to autumn, how many old people have aged, and how many gray hairs have turned gray."

"Mr. Liu is the first one, but he won't be the last one. Time is really merciless~"

Before he knew it, he had been in this world for more than ten years.

Originally, he thought that the time was short, after all, each practice must last at least dozens of days.

Now, the death of Mr. Liu directly sounded the alarm for him, directly telling him that the old friends he knew were gradually getting old.

At this moment, a light yellow leaf hanging on the branch is slowly falling down.

"Ugh……"

(End of this chapter)