After going down the mountain, the full-level boss made his fortune by fortune-telling

Chapter 224
In the ward, when Li Xuanwei regained his perception of the world, the first thing he smelled was a strong smell, unlike the smell of disinfectant, it was a bit pungent, like the smell of many kinds of medicines mixed.

She opened her eyes, and after being in a trance for a moment, she looked calmly at the dazzling white light above her head.

There was a light pointing directly at her face.

In a daze, she saw strange faces hidden under blue masks, wearing blue hats, and wearing blue clothes...

What are they busy with, and their figures keep flashing in front of them.

At this time, the light suddenly moved away, and the sight dimmed for a moment.

"Little girl, go to sleep for a while."

At this time, the person directly put a breathing mask on her face, Li Xuanwei remained motionless, breathing slowly, feeling the consciousness peeling off her body again, everything in front of her was slowly rotating, and the sound of the instrument gradually faded away.

When she closed her eyes, she seemed to see Master again.

It's not that I miss him very much, I don't know why, but I always think of him when I am the weakest.

Thinking of what he said many years ago, the scene that followed was also clearly presented in his mind.

The mountain after the rain is always foggy, and the fragment hidden deep in the memory is that the master is carrying her on his back and walking in the forest.

It was a big bamboo basket with matsutake, ginseng, herbs, and a small child in the bamboo basket.

Master's footsteps are very slow, and his voice is also far and near.

"In the mundane world where I was born, Dongfeng Linhe is at ease."

"Little Wei Wei, Master doesn't expect you to revive the sect in the future, as long as you can live a life of peace and contentment."

The sound of the child's immature milk sounded.

"Master, what does it mean to be free and unrestrained?"

"Careful and unrestrained means that you can do whatever you want, laugh when you want, cry when you want, do whatever you want, and don't be restrained by the outside world and your heart."

In the beginning, Master practiced the Way of Freedom.

Everything is as you like, everything is simplified.

How can we do everything according to our heart?
Since he practiced the Way of Freedom, why did he send her to the city?
What is the free way, what is doing everything as you like, as long as you have fetters and concerns in your heart, you will never be able to do everything as you like.

Just like now, no matter what she does, her body will subconsciously think of those people behind her.

That is her family, who used to be strange and distant, but now they are familiar and close.

Master, what exactly do you want your disciple to do?
Seeing the figure in the depths of the woods gradually go away, Li Xuanwei stretched out his hand to catch him, but seeing the little doll on the master's back, he felt dazed and helpless for a moment.

She can't go back, she can't go back.

Is there still hope to see Master in this life?
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"President, take a look, is there any other way to save our daughter?"

"Please, no matter the method, as long as it can save Weiwei, I'm willing to try it, and I'm willing to pay all the price."

In the confined space, the old man smiled meaningfully. He looked out the window and asked again.

"Are you really willing to pay any price?"

"As long as it can save my daughter, I am willing, and I am willing to do anything."

His Wei Wei should be healthy and happy, the man who has caused her to lose her father's love for more than ten years, now seeing the child lying helplessly in the ward but being powerless, this feeling is worse than killing him.

As a father, not only did he fail to protect his daughter, but he asked his daughter to protect himself again and again.

This time, no matter what, he will try.

"Don't worry, your daughter is my fellow Taoist, this time she sacrificed so much for the whole Qiulin, I will help her no matter what. Go back and wait for news, I will contact you as soon as I have a solution. "

After Li Hanshan left, Chairman Sun received a call.

The voice on the other end of the phone, like the hoarse and dry sound of an iron door that had been in disrepair for a long time, made people feel uneasy.

"Master, Li Hanshan really came to look for me, what should we do now?"

"help him."

"Help... Master, please let me know that Li Xuanwei's hand is useless, how can I help?"

"Do as I say."

Chairman Sun replied, he used to just do things, but this time he couldn't help asking one more question.

"Master, why did you do this? What is the origin of that Li Xuanwei?"

It can make Sun Yan not hesitate to leave the teacher's school and steal her out of the city, and it can also make the master spend more than ten years looking for her whereabouts.

What on earth does she matter?

It's just a talent, it's just a young and promising person, why do you have to go back and forth like this?

After a long time, a faint sentence came from the other end of the phone.

"Everything is to help her achieve a positive result."

"Help her to achieve a positive result?"

The phone hangs up.

President Sun frowned tightly, put down the receiver and turned to look outside.

Qiulin City is peaceful again.

How many years has he been here?
He couldn't remember clearly, ever since Sun Yan left the sect without saying a word, the master also let him leave the sect, came here, and became the aloof President Sun.

He almost forgot about his previous life in Shimen, and he couldn't help laughing every time he thought about it.

If Sun Yan hadn't left on his own initiative, how would he have been able to sit on the position of the eldest disciple, and how could he have obtained the unique skills of his master, so he could naturally sit on the position of the honorary president.

Now that he has gained both fame and fortune, he has become the most unattainable position in the world of Taoism. Even if it is a vanity fair every day, who said that a Taoist can't gain fame and fortune?
Looking around the world, which cultivator can do better than him?
Like Sun Yan, even if his cultivation base is stronger than him, but living in the old forest in the forest all his life, is it true cultivation if he eats his last meal and never stops?

Wanting to "cultivate a positive result" now is simply whimsical.

No one can resist the prosperity here, and no one can endure poverty and namelessness.

So he was very grateful that Sun Yan was not sober, and that he was able to come here, and that he had become the most important disciple in the eyes of the master.

Originally, the position of first disciple should belong to him.

He was older than Sun Yan, worked harder than Sun Yan, and started his career earlier than Sun Yan, so why should Sun Yan be a head taller than him?
Thinking of this, President Sun couldn't help but poured himself a glass of red wine, silently looked at the bustling world outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and smiled slightly.

"It's just a feeling..."

Cultivating the Tao, what he cultivates is the way of fame and wealth, the way of the world.

The phone rang again.

No need to answer, he already knows who it is.

Before the other party could speak, President Sun said leisurely.

"How is it, getting closer and closer to the chairman's position?"

"Don't worry, good things are always behind."

(End of this chapter)