Biography of Wei Zixiu Xian

Chapter 105 The Endless Mountain (3)
The small courtyard has been in disrepair for a long time, and the courtyard door creaked when it was pushed open.

This yard was originally supposed to be a medicinal field, but there are still many medicinal herbs growing there, some of which are very old and already have a slight aura, which makes Wei Zi happy.

Wei Zi has already confirmed that she can use many of those herbs.

There is a formation barrier here, few people can reach it, and there are so many herbs for my own use, the only inconvenience is that no one will take care of my daily life for myself.

Fortunately, I also brought some salt and other condiments, even when I fell off the horse, I deliberately held it firmly in my hand. If I hunted a wild animal and cooked it, I am not afraid that it will not even have any taste.

After reading these medicinal herbs in the courtyard, Wei Zi let go of his half-carrying heart. With these medicinal herbs, the Governor Vessel can be almost forged.

There are only three main rooms in this small courtyard and a side room above it. The side room is a utility room plus a kitchen. The things in it are only dusty, but they are all in good condition.

When Wei Zi's knowledge net swept over there, he also found two medicine pots, which were just used to boil medicine for himself after cleaning.

Wei Zi didn't expect that there are so many things here. She originally wanted to find the elixir she wanted to use in the endless mountains, and then return to the city to find a place to slowly forge her meridians. Now she has such a safe and quiet place. In this place, she naturally changed her plan, planning to settle here, and when she recovered from her injuries, she would leave again.

After making his decision, Wei Zi went to the master bedroom on the east side, where the body of the owner of the courtyard is located.

There was a round table in the room, and on the table was a letter with the owner's biography and last words on it.

The writing in this world is similar to that in Nanzhan's world, except that there will be some minor discrepancies. Wei Zi has already studied these words when she was in the Zhao Mansion, and reading and writing will not be a problem for her.

The owner of this small courtyard, surnamed Nan, named Nan Jingtian, is also a generation of heroes. He has practiced martial arts since childhood, and is extremely talented. At the age of 53, he broke through his innate talent and became one of the few innate masters in the martial arts world.

But after becoming a congenital master, he realized that congenital is not as omnipotent as he originally thought, and there are people in this world who are even more unpredictable than congenital masters.

That was the first time he saw the person who called himself a monk. The other party was unpredictable, and he lost consciousness with only a soft ringing of the bell. Fortunately, he struggled to wake up and stopped the other party in time.

However, he discovered through the subsequent battles that the opponent's strength is actually far inferior to his own. As long as he guards against the little bell, he can remain invincible.

He did win and took the man's bell. When he was about to kill the man, the man begged for mercy and offered his storage bag.

Then there was a lot of praise for the magic of the storage bag, and it was said that after entering the innate, the storage bag can also be opened and used by virtue of the power transformed from internal force.

The man saw that he seemed to be obsessed with playing with the storage bag, so he wanted to take this opportunity to kill him, but he didn't know that he hadn't let down his vigilance all the time, watching him violently hurt others, and directly killed the monk.

He found a book of formations in the monk's storage bag, but unfortunately, he didn't have the spirit stone that the monk said, and no one taught it.

He has studied all his life, but he has only researched a few superficial formations. This peach grove was arranged after he researched the first formation.

The cultivator's storage bag contained cultivation techniques, but unfortunately, he was practicing martial arts and had too many hidden dangers in his body. Even with many elixir supplements, he still couldn't make ends meet. My body has recovered a little bit, but it is still not as long as ordinary people.

Secondly, he is not sure whether he has spiritual roots, without spiritual roots, even if he is young, he cannot practice.

Thirdly, this technique made him feel more confused than the formation technique, and he couldn't understand it, so he had no choice but to give up in the end.

However, after studying the formation, he finally understood [-]% to [-]% of the technique.

He couldn't bear to waste his life's hard work like this, so before he died, he carefully sorted out all the materials he had studied for many years, and put them in the study even with the storage bag, hoping that someone who is destined to come here After getting something, become his disciple, and walk on a bright road.

Finally, help him deal with his affairs and take care of his family.

He was born in a wealthy family in Wangjing, he was obsessed with cultivation all his life, and he has no descendants, but he has a younger brother named Nan Weidi, his younger brother has no talent for martial arts, and he used to be able to rely on such a talented brother, so he was able to live a decent life.

But later, he was obsessed with formations, so he ignored him, and it was only when he was dying that he suddenly remembered that there was such a worrying younger brother.

He still left a message at the end, if he found out that the person who died of his body came too late and his younger brother was no longer alive, he hoped that he could help him take care of one or two of his younger brother's descendants.

Wei Zi looked at the signing time, ten years have passed since his death, his brother is an ordinary person, maybe he is still alive at this time.

"It's not that I won't help you. I don't touch a single piece of your inheritance. I just borrow your place to live for a few days and use a few of your herbs. Of course, I will definitely help you burrow into the ground if you use your things. Ann. If there is a chance, I will also help you find a successor, and then you can leave all these things to him, and the important task of taking care of your brother's descendants will also be handed over to him when the time comes."

"You're really clear about your calculations, and you don't want to exert any extra effort." Chuan Lou despised.

"What do you know as a dragon, and I don't want his inheritance. If I do all the things that his disciples should do, what will his future disciples do? Besides, he has no ability to distinguish who has spiritual roots and who does not. If only by chance, the person who came here could only be someone without spiritual roots, and he might think that the exercises he left behind are deceptive. I am willing to help him, it is already his previous life to find a successor with spiritual roots for him Good luck."

"It's not like being soft on people." Chuan Lou disdainfully.

"I call it a clear distinction between grievances and resentments."

While bickering with each other, Wei Zi buried the hidden hero Nan Jingtian.

After burying the owner here, Wei Zi still couldn't help but see what kind of exercises this hero had studied for many years.

Seeing the big words "Longevity Sutra" on the exercise method, and opening the cover, Wei Zi's face was full of black lines: "Chuan Lou, you said that the Longevity Sutra is really bad. Does the world have it?"

"I think it might have flowed down from the Nanzhan Realm. Being able to see this inauthentic technique here doesn't mean that someone else came from the Nanzhan Realm."

(End of this chapter)