Longevity: I, Cao, Can See The Prompt

Chapter 1

Southern Xinjiang, Baimang Mountains, Fenglinfang City under Qingxiazong's rule.

In the south of Fangshi, in the main building of an elegant small courtyard with three entrances, a handsome young cultivator is leaning in the arms of a man in brocade robe who looks about 30 years old, looking at him in a daze, eyes reveal The color of reluctance.

"Ahem, I...I'm afraid I can't do it anymore. I just hope that before he dies, Brother Cao can agree to a request!" The young cultivator tightly covered the bandage on his waist and abdomen with one hand, and the blood was still oozing. The wound, said while coughing up black blood.

"Brother Lin is fine, it's all because Brother Wei shouldn't have asked for this secret realm quota for you. Don't worry, Brother Brother will go to Qingxia Pavilion right now, and even if you lose everything, you will still beg for Yunzhi Pill to heal your wounds and detoxify." Cao Wei supported the man eyes reveal sadly, and said in a sobbing voice.

In the Qingxia Zong area, the shops named after Qingxia Pavilion are enough to see whose property it is.

But in fact, in Fenglinfang City, which occupies three first-order spiritual mountains, behind the shops of various industries, there are more or less Sect or Sect executives participating in the shares.

Of course, these Sect-named fangshi are far from one or two, but spread all over the place. By cooperating with other Nascent Soul Sects, they manipulate the exchange ratio between the basic price of Nanzhou and Spirit Stones of different grades, and fight without bloodshed. Searching for those Rogue Cultivators, Foundation Establishment, Qi Refining, and even Gold Core middle and low-level family resources.

As for the Yunzhi Pill, it is a third-order panacea, and it is a medicine pill commonly used by Gold Core cultivators. Therefore, even a single one is far from what Qi Refining cultivator can afford. Of course, in the eyes of Qingxia Pavilion, Qi Refining cultivator is not qualified to buy such panacea, so Cao Wei just used the word 'begging'.

Seeing that Cao Wei was about to get up, Lin Xingzong quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes, but the force caused the wound to burst open, and the black blood gradually flowed into a puddle on the ground.

He smiled wryly and said, "Thank you, Brother Cao, for your kindness. I know what the situation is, and Yun Zhi Pill is priceless, and it's not something that low-level cultivators like me can ask for."

As he spoke, he tremblingly took out a storage bag from his bosom, stretched it out, and continued weakly:

"My younger brother is from the Lin family in Lingshui County, Zhao State. It has been two years since I came out this time and I haven't been back. More than ten days ago, my wife and daughter sent a letter. Industry. I originally wanted to go to Qingxiazong secret realm to fight again and go back to deal with this matter. But now it has ended up like this... I can only ask Brother Cao to help me take a trip and take care of it for three to five years , or if they find an escape route, the contents of this storage bag can be used as a reward..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he stared blankly with his eyes open, and the hand holding the storage bag dropped feebly.

Cao Wei quickly grabbed Lin Xingzong's wrist, and said hoarsely, "Brother Lin, brother Lin, wake up!"

After more than ten breaths, he sighed, stretched out his other hand to wipe his eyes that were still open, so that he could rest in peace.

Just like that, Cao Wei sat with Lin Xingzong's body in his arms, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes silently, he tightly grasped Lin Xingzong's wrist with one hand, and didn't even look at the storage bag that slipped aside.

After a cup of tea, his expression suddenly changed.

The originally sad face instantly became as calm as that ancient well, and he said in a flat tone:

"There is no pulse at the wrist, no heartbeat in the five internal organs, and the energy in the middle and lower Dantians has also begun to dissipate. In addition, the blood flow has risen several times. Even the Body Refining cultivator should be completely dead. Brother Lin, Thank you for struggling to come back to see my elder brother before I die, it is not in vain for me to make friends with you for a long time. Let's go with peace of mind, I will take care of your wife and daughter, don't worry about it."

Of course, what is more important is the reminder word [Hun Xiaopo San: ...] that appeared on this person.

Then Cao Wei put the stiff and chilly body on the ground, calmly took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the blood on his hands, and then threw it down, just covering the face of this person.

As for the [Treachery and Hypocrisy:...] eyes that appeared in front of his eyes, he smiled and waved them away, and said happily in his heart: "Yo, you are so accurate!"

However, it doesn't matter how you decide. Right now, it's better to organize the storage bags "gifted" by this person, and look at what this little friend has gained from two years of business. The most important thing is.

Suddenly, he looked towards the outside of the door, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and secretly said: "You came so fast!"

Then with a wave of his sleeves, he let go of the barrier of aura as light as white gauze condensed by the Restrictions outside the courtyard, and said through voice transmission:

"Brother is here, please forgive Mr. Cao for being busy and unable to meet him far away, please forgive me."

After finishing speaking, he stretched his waist, walked to the top seat, and sat down on the grand teacher's chair, leaned against the back of the chair, stretched out his hand and grabbed the storage bag on the ground in his palm, poked into it with Divine Sense, and looked through it. Pick up what's hidden.

At this time, a boy with an expressionless face walked in from the door, skillfully carried the corpse on the ground on his shoulders, and walked out without saying a word.

An old man with a refined face passed through the Hanging Flower Gate not far away, followed by a young cultivator in brocade clothes whose plane was as white as jade.

The two stepped into the courtyard and happened to see this scene, but they didn't look sideways, as if they hadn't seen it.

"I seem to have disturbed Cao fellow daoist."

Before the old man entered, laughter came from a distance of several zhang.

"Brother, what are you talking about, how dare you ask this person?" Cao Wei asked calmly.

"Cao fellow daoist, this is a Junior from the old man's family, and his name is Chaozong." The old man surnamed Li walked into the main hall, introduced him, and found a seat to sit down.

"Chaozong met Cao senior." Li Chaozong said with cupped hands.

"It turns out that this is Chaozong. I have heard that he is a young talent. I saw him today. He is really a good-looking talent. Sit down, my brother and I are best friends. Chaozong doesn't need to be so polite with me." Now, the right is at home." Cao said with a smile.

As soon as the guests sat down, two maids in green clothes came from the door.

One was holding a wooden tray, and brought tea, melons and fruits, and after they were arranged one by one, they gave a blessing, and retreated gracefully.

The other person held a golden basin and squatted in front of Cao Wei for him to wash away the poisonous blood left in his hands.

Cao Wei put the blood-stained storage bag on the table, and dipped his slender, white fingers into the warm water. He did not rush, and cleaned very carefully, not even letting go of the blood under his nails.

Then he raised his hand slightly, and the maid picked up the handkerchief and wiped it clean carefully.

During the period, the three chatted a few interesting things about Fangshi recently.

For a while, the atmosphere was happy.

But from the beginning to the end, they didn't look at the puddle on the ground, which was already black and bloody.

After a while, Cao Wei picked up the teacup, brewed it with the lid, and took a sip with his head down.

Then he lifted his eyelids slightly, glanced at the two of them, and said in a calm tone, "Brother, you came so early today, is it because you are afraid that my younger brother will swallow the Spirit Stones privately?"

(end of this chapter)