Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 239

Hearing Mr. Li's great achievements, three black lines appeared on Wei Yi's forehead.

Good guy.

In positive terms, you are an aspiring old man with a spirit of rebellion.

But in common understanding, your old man is a proper twenty-five boy.

However, forcibly relying on the mortal body to play with the living ghosts and gods, and also took away part of the power.

I have to say, this old man is indeed quite fierce.

Fight ghosts and gods with mortal bodies.

This is the second Zuo Qianhu.

But here comes the problem.

Living in the age of ghosts and gods, especially the era of worshiping ghosts and gods.

As a great wizard of a generation, and also a great wizard who leads a line of ghosts and gods, is your belief so unsteady?
The most outrageous thing is that even a person with a level of belief like yours can become a great wizard and lead sacrifices.

This made some people doubt the IQ of the top boss of Cangshan ghosts and gods.

However, when Wei Yi heard Mr. Li's last words, he seemed to open his mouth as if to say something.

But in the end it hasn't been said yet.

After all, you can never tell him that this so-called God is not so reliable, right?

Do you want to tell him one generation of emperors and one generation of heaven?

If this is told to the old man, then can the old man be the second boy?
It's just that Cangshan ghosts and gods are easy to fool, and God in the human territory is not so easy to deal with.

After all, at his level, he could already feel who owns the hidden will that covers the entire 44 states of the human race.

This is a living emperor.

Dare to be his son-in-law?
When the thought arises, maybe a thunderstorm will strike me and kill me.

Think it right, think it right.

Yes, Wei Yi admired the old man's skills.

Being able to find a backer at all times, that kind of ability is something that no one has.

It's strange that he has to be a little wizard.

My own kind of spiritual affinity in the dark is absolutely terrifying.

Seeing Song Jun's slightly shocked look, old man Li was also somewhat complacent:
"How is it? Has he asked all he wanted to ask?"

"If you finish asking the old man, you will chat with him outside. You have to change places quickly while it's still early."

"After all, the speed of growth of inspirations was too slow recently. It is said that this old guy from Dingcang Mountain has already recovered at this moment."

"Old man, you have to take advantage of that opportunity and think of a way to trick him. If you do, you will always feel comfortable."

Good guy, really good guy.

Then there is a little wizard, that is clearly an ancient social animal with no resistance.

To be honest, speaking of it, the little wizard is indeed just a profession. If you are doing something for you, you just do it.

If you think about it that way, it doesn't seem to make sense, does it?
When thinking of that, Song Jun also became very strange when he looked at Old Man Li's face.

That's a genius!

Looking at the old man behind his face, it seemed that he was ready to act, but Song Jun didn't mean to point fingers beside him:
"Whether you have it or not, old man, you can do whatever you want. I hope you can complete the plan in your lifetime."

"Pindao hopes that we can meet again before going through countless years, after all, there are more and more old friends~"

That's the truth.

After all, long life is not something everyone has.

Even if you can survive for a long time when you have nothing, but if you experience less, your heart will die, and your feelings will become indifferent.

That would still be dead.

Therefore, when dealing with life, time, and walking on the road of longevity, it seems that old man Li still has very little potential.

It is certain that I can go very far.

Seeing Wei Yi nodding, the old man wondered if he had anything to prepare, and turned his head back to walk from the outside of the gazebo to the inside.

However, at the moment when my foot stepped into the gazebo.

The gloomy weather just now turned clear in an instant, and the torrential rain disappeared in an instant.

Even miraculously, the sun appeared, shining on the small land.

Seeing that miraculous scene, Mr. Li couldn't help but look forward to Wei Yi.

Immediately afterwards, I turned my head back and walked towards the nearby forest, farther and farther away, and then disappeared after a while.

It's just that the direction I walked that time was not the direction where Pingyang City was located.

Looking at the back of old man Li who had disappeared, Wei Yi shook his head, then said loudly:

"Old man, he has to prepare in advance."

"After a while, maybe Cangshan ghosts and gods will be recruited by the king of men, and there is less time left for you old man~"

The lineage of ghosts and gods directly belongs to the ancient merchants.

At that time, the king of the ancient merchants will be the little marshal of one army, so he will naturally recruit his former masters.

After all, veterans are unfamiliar with it.

If you seize the opportunity, maybe that old man with no advanced thinking will directly suffer the blow of dimensionality reduction.

It is the breath of entering the fetus, and it is the preciousness of knowing the breath of the fetus.

It is to become a demon god, and to know the weakness of a demon god.

Shaking his head, Wei Yi glanced at the nearby sky, his whole mood soared, as if the newborn sun became especially kind:
"I'm thinking about something else. Pindao should go to Pingyang City early to see Lao Wang."

"It's impossible for others to die, but Lao Wang will definitely be alive and kicking at that time, and chatting with Lao Wang is the most boring."

Others are likely to die at the end of life, but Lao Wang definitely has no worries about that.

After all, I am the novice village head of Wei Yi.

Wei Yi, who has no achievements, will naturally come to feed me when he has good things.

First of all, there are enough small qi and blood pills, there are no Zhuyan pills, washing marrow pills, etc., just the experimental version of the longevity pill, Wei Yi only sent back one.

If it's really about vitality.

Perhaps those who can live to a hundred and seven days of life will surely be able to survive Lao Wang.

"Whoosh!"

A stream of light flashed leisurely.

Immediately afterwards, only the figure that was still in the gazebo just now had disappeared.

In contrast to.

In the more prosperous Pingyang City, this pale blue figure walked out of the crowd quickly.

Looking up and looking at this strange concierge, Song Jun could not help showing a smile:

“Still a strange place~”

After stepping down heavily, Wei Yi still has a lot of heart in his heart to return to the old place.

however.

And after I got off and knocked on the door, I saw an elderly concierge walking over with a smile on his face:

"You are Taoist Priest Xuan Xuanzi, right?"

"Daozhang, please go outside. My lord has been the concierge there from now on. If you have nothing to do, just tell me what to do?"

Feeling the sudden coldness, Song Jun was taken aback suddenly, and then I looked at the young man behind me without interest.

Then he smiled and said:
"How does the layman know that the poor Taoist belongs to Xuan Xuanzi?"

Hearing Wei Yi's inquiry, the concierge bent over, and then replied respectfully:
"Respond to what the Taoist said."

"The subsequent concierge of the palace is the grandpa of your lord."

"At the beginning, I passed on the position to the father of the lord. When there was no lord, I specially showed you the portrait of the Taoist priest."

"So adults will naturally remember~"

Hearing such a smooth answer, Song Jun couldn't help but laugh.

As expected.

As long as there is a problem in the middle, the professional status is passed down from generation to generation.

It's true that the Wang family was wrong, and the location of the concierge can be passed down from generation to generation. Lao Wang really doesn't have many brushes.

It is absolutely wrong to cultivate those qualities.

Wei Yi didn't ask the concierge to lead the way, after all, I've already walked that road.

however.

And when I walked to the small hall, I saw Lao Wang's figure from a distance, and greeted him from a distance:
"Hahahaha..., Taoist priest, don't be ill~"

"See you young man, the Taoist priest is still the same fairy-like figure as before~"

Old Wang still looked like a middle-aged man. He has experienced the baptism of sixty years, but I have lost a little bit of vicissitudes.

Go out and walk around like me, because I know that many men and many women will be seduced by me, and they are willing to spend a night with me.

That is to say, the Longevity Pill is indeed a good thing.

Hearing Lao Wang's greetings from afar, Song Jun also walked over step by step, and the two of them walked and turned without tacit understanding.

"Layman, let's meet again~"

After a while, he came to the big courtyard where Wei Yi once lived.

Looking at the yard that was still the same as before, Song Jun said:
"The layman took great pains to keep the courtyard as it was."

I can see that the big courtyard has been restored.

After all, no matter how strong the house is, it has been lived in for 80 years, and various problems will arise.

I can see that the big courtyard is the same as it was 80 years ago, and even the plants and trees in it have not changed.

That's really a test.

That is to say, Pharaoh still has to be Pharaoh, and it depends on Pharaoh when it comes to being a person and doing things.

Hearing what Song Jun said seemed to be emotional words, Lao Wang couldn't help but laugh out:

"The Taoist priest will have nothing to see."

"That's what you're supposed to do."

When talking about the outside, Lao Wang pointed to the outside, and then said to Wei Yi in a loud voice:

"It's very difficult for the Taoist priest to come back once. Do you know if you can please go up and sit outside?"

"I see you young, the Taoist priest is even older."

Hearing that, Wei Yi remembered that the two of us were chatting at the gate of our compound at that time.

So, I also waved my hand and asked Pharaoh to go outside:

"The layman is slowly getting no more invitations."

"Even if it is to let others retreat, the courtyard can still let laymen wait in the door."

"At that time, Pindao also got some good tea, and now the layman can taste it with Pindao."

There never seemed to be any barrier between the two.

Even after 80 years, we are still as special as the past.

It's as if everything happened yesterday, and the relationship changes over time, which makes people feel like spring breeze.

Go back to the courtyard.

All kinds of tea sets in the courtyard, there are no stone tables, and stone chairs are still the same as before, and they are still placed where they used to be.

Pharaoh picked it up very casually.

After a while, I have already rinsed the big purple sand teapot and put it in the tea tray:
"Is the Taoist priest saying that there is no good tea?"

"This is a good thing to taste."

Both of them sat under the stone stools in the courtyard, looking at the same scenery in the courtyard.

From his sleeve, Wei Yi took out tea leaves from a bamboo pot the size of a baby's palm, whether small or large:
"I know laymen hate that bite."

"That's right, since the layman is a person of this way, this poor way has to test the layman well."

"If the layman can guess, this big pot of tea leaves will be given to the layman to taste."

Hearing what Wei Yi said, Lao Wang became interested:
"Oh? So mysterious?"

"This is a good thing to taste."

Before I finished speaking, I took out some tea leaves from the big bamboo pot with a wooden spoon.

There is something strange about the inside and outside of the tea.

It looks the same as other tea leaves, it seems that they are all in vain and bunched up.

It's hard to see what I really look like if that thing is soaked.

Soak it in tea.

It was still yellow tea soup, and when it was poured into the big cup, it seemed to be different from special tea.

As if seeing Lao Wang's doubts, Song Jun couldn't help showing a mysterious smile:

"Layman, let's guess?"

Before I finished speaking, I moved the tea cup in my hand to my mouth, and I was full of smiles.

And Pharaoh naturally had negative expectations.

I saw that I shook the big teacup first, shaking it at the tip of my nose, but it seemed to have gained something.

Immediately afterwards, I hurriedly put the teacup to my mouth, and tasted it heavily:
"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"That feeling, it seems that I have drank that kind of tea from somewhere."

"Where is it... where is it..."

While tasting the inexplicable tea, Lao Wang was thinking quietly, as if imagining the origin of the tea.

at last.

At a certain moment, Lao Wang finally came to his senses:
"Military special supply, frontier blood dripping vine!"

"Daozhang, you really have a lot of friends."

That tea can be obtained from other places, only the real military guy can get it.

What's more, those things are secret but publicized, and can only flow within the military. That's why I said that Song Jun has a wide range of friends.

After all, there is no certain status to get so little tea!

Wei Yi would know if he really thought of Lao Wang, and he was completely amazed:

"After all, poor people still look down on laymen."

"I thought that the layman is more powerful than Pindao imagined."

That guy can even know the blood-dropping vines that are abundant in the frontier, so that's really not a little magical.

After all, even Hong Yu, as a prince, as a top brat in the military, only had such a small amount in his hands.

One can imagine the output of blood vine.

Hearing Wei Yi's admiration, Lao Wang's whole posture appeared very humble:

"Whether it is or not, the Taoist priest praised it."

"It's all because of the teacher's blessing. Above all, he is a successful disciple, so how can he be regarded as a supernatural power?"

(End of this chapter)