You Cultivate Immortals, I Cultivate Immortals Too, Why Do We Have Different Painting Styles

"You... know everything."

However, Baosteel did not answer his question, but instead asked: "When did Faji leave Kyoto?"

If you ask this question to anyone in Dasang, except those who are isolated from the world and live in the mountains all their lives, even a child who is only a few years old can answer it. It is naturally impossible for the patriarch of a small family not to know the answer to this question.

"Thirty... thirty-six years ago."

But what he said hesitantly seemed to have something hidden.

"You are the last patriarch of the Bao family, and also the first patriarch of the Bao family. I think you should remember when the Bao family can be called a family?"

"Two... twenty-two years ago."

The voice of the other party's answer became smaller, but Baosteel did not let go of his intentions, and Twenty continued to ask: "Then, for the first time, the extermination magic demon showed the kind that can burn everything and burn those family sects to nothing. What time is it?

I think you should also remember this question. "

Baosteel asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with the previous question.

The previous Bao family sitting opposite Baosteel and also the first patriarch of Baosteel trembled after hearing Baosteel's question.

"It was... twenty-four years ago."

"Then I think you should know how long it took the ancestors of the Bao family to accumulate this capital that can be called a family?"

When Baosteel said the words "ancestors", the tone seemed a little sarcastic, but it was just a little bit, and it seemed to be just his illusion.

"It took... a total of two hundred years."

"Two hundred years, two hundred years..."

Baosteel smiled and shook his head while talking.

"Two hundred years? You only spent eight years, didn't you?"

......

silence.

The room fell silent again.

Although Baosteel's words were spoken in a questioning tone, both of them knew very well that what Baosteel just said was true.

The emergence of the Bao family has nothing to do with the so-called ancestors. The entire Bao family was built entirely by him, and it only took six years.

"As for relying on your strength, you can accumulate capital that can be called a family from almost nothing in six years, and what is it that the lowest-level family relies on?"

Baosteel asked a question again.

The patriarch of the previous generation who sat opposite him did not answer as before, and remained silent.

He knew very well that since Baosteel could find even these things that he deliberately concealed, there was no need to mention the rest.

"Let me think about it, you were under the command of Grand Master Fazheng, and you were in charge of dealing with those aristocratic sects that were eliminated by the extermination demons."

He didn't reply, nor did he ask how the other party knew these things.

Because he understands that more than [-] years are not enough to bury these things deeply. If it takes another [-] years, it will be possible to bury these things deep into history. Except for those who have personally experienced them, there are not many people. I can understand all this, but now, more than [-] years are not enough.

Picking up the teacup, the tea in the cup is now at the right temperature.

Baosteel drank the remaining tea in the off-white teacup in one gulp, and threw the teacup in his hand casually, and the off-white teacup fell on the ground.Accompanied by a crisp landing sound, it suffered a fate of destruction just like other cups.

Looking at Baosteel's actions, the previous patriarch who sat opposite him didn't move at all, just sat quietly on the spot, allowing the last piece of his favorite set of cups to be completely destroyed.

Even if he could save the teacup just by reaching out.

After patting his thigh, Baosteel stood up from where he was, raised his legs and walked outside.

Opening the door, the two people standing on both sides of the door bowed slightly towards Baosteel.

"Hello, Patriarch."

This is the guard arranged by him.

But what is guarding is not the safety of the people in the room, but his freedom.

As long as the other party has the action to leave here, these two people can help him end his life quickly.

For him whose power of the Dharma Prime Minister is imprisoned, the two guards can easily do the job.

"correct."

Baosteel who walked to the door seemed to have thought of something suddenly, turned around and said: "Your son-in-law has been removed from the sect because he left the sect without authorization. Later, news came that he was besieged by bandits and died in battle. The body It may not be sent to Kyoto until next month."

Originally, he sat where he didn't react at all, but when he heard the news, he immediately stood up from the stool.

"you......"

I was about to say something, but Baosteel interrupted me impatiently before I finished speaking.

"You put it down, I will definitely help him make the last trip a success."

After finishing speaking, Baosteel ignored him and slowly closed the door, and Baosteel stopped when it was almost completely closed.

Through the space between the two doors, he could clearly see Baosteel's face.

"there's one more thing.