Upon hearing this, Wei Yi became interested. He only saw him glance in the direction of Lao Wang, and then asked softly:

"Oh? I wonder who the lay teacher is?"

"It stands to reason that few people except the military should know about something like this, which is only produced for a few taels every year, right?"

"Even in the military, there are only a few people who are qualified to carve up."

"Looking at the layman, it seems that he has experienced this before. Could it be that the layman's teacher is a big shot in the military?"

This is really possible.

And the moment he had this idea, he felt a figure in the dark, seeming to turn around.

However, before the person's spirit could really react, Wei Yi quickly put an end to this idea.

Yes, if you can have this reaction, at least it won't be too bad.

I didn’t expect Lao Wang to be quite capable of pretending.

There is a teacher with fetal breath level who can calmly and quietly maintain his health here. This state of mind is indeed quite remarkable.

Hearing Wei Yi's words, Lao Wang smiled, and then said to Wei Yi:

"It's just that I was appreciated by the teacher, and then I tasted the branches and leaves of this drop of blood vine."

"What's more, I am one of the teacher's incompetent disciples. How can I casually pull the teacher's banner?"

"Really speaking, my teacher seems to have some connections with the military."

"The teacher's name is Yuan Cheng. He once taught several of our brothers. It is said that he was a good friend of the former Marshal of the World's Soldiers and Horses."

"But the old man has never said where he comes from or what his status is. What's more, I haven't done anything too glorious in my life to bring honor to my master."

"Then we can't use Master's tiger skin as a banner and do anything to bully others."

Hearing this, Wei Yi couldn't help but nodded.

That's right.

If you get tea leaves from Hongyu's hands, this is normal.

After all, Hong Yu usually doesn't like drinking this stuff, otherwise, he wouldn't let it fall into Wei Yi's hands.

Thinking of this, Wei Yi couldn't help but take a sip of tea again:

"This drop of blood vine is actually pretty good."

"Although it doesn't have the effect of increasing qi and blood or assisting the soul, it can regulate the body and mind, which can be regarded as the icing on the cake."

"After all, in today's world of cultivation, there are really fewer and fewer things that can have an effect on practitioners in the womb breath realm."

Although the Blood Dripping Vine is not easy to get, you can get a few taels a year, which is a lot of resources accumulated.

Only a noble man of Hongyu's level would not take him into his heart.

Of course, Wei Yi didn't take it to heart either.

The two people just talked casually about this matter and quickly dismissed the topic.

After all, Lao Wang is only half a member of the cultivation world, and he has no extravagant expectations about fetal breathing or anything like that.

not to mention.

Speaking of which, Lao Wang is actually over a hundred years old now.

If it weren't for the help of the Qi and Blood Pills supplied by Wei Yi, as well as the Life-Extension Pills and Zhuyan Pills, he might have died long ago.

…

However, even so, Lao Wang's heart seemed to be full of scars.

Because, in this period of time, his first wife was overly sad because of a certain incident and died in depression.

Suddenly, Lao Wang raised his head and pointed in the direction of his room, then smiled at Wei Yi and said:

"Do you remember that study room, Taoist Master?"

"It was there that the boy in the family studied, and that's what aroused the Taoist priest's interest."

"Now this kid is incredible."

When he said this, Lao Wang was like a proud old father, talking endlessly to Wei Yi about his son's skills:

"This kid in my family is pretty good. He has been through the process since he was a child, and he has been a scholar, a scholar, a Jinshi, and finally the number one scholar."

"Standing on top of the imperial city, my son can be regarded as the number one scholar who has been personally met by the Emperor of China."

"This greatly enhances the style of my Wang family!"

What an honor it is to be named by the Emperor himself?

Wei Yi discovered before that Xiao Wang had considerable talent, but he never expected that he would have such achievements in literature.

The whole world is striving to get the No. 1 Scholar. A showdown at this level is much scarier than being the No. 1 Scholar in the previous life.

After all, any one of the ninety-nine states in the world can be worth the entire planet.

Although the population is not as crowded as in previous lives.

But a large enough land has also given birth to too many talented people, and all of them can become the number one scholar. You can imagine how terrifying it is.

Genius, absolute genius!

But, think about it now, that little guy must be seventy or eighty years old now, right?

Wei Yi did not continue to say anything, but just watched quietly, looking at his old friend quietly, stretching his mind there:

"Taoist Master, our son is not bad."

"Although he has retired from old age and returned to his hometown just like us, he has made some achievements in literature and is considered a literary sect."

"Even the old master in Guozijian accepted him as his disciple, so that our son can inherit the literary style of Guozijian."

"I'm satisfied. Our life is also satisfying enough. We have children and grandchildren living under the same roof, which makes our old Wang proud."

"When I was young, I was appreciated by my teacher. As soon as I entered the capital, I turned my hands into clouds and turned my hands into rain. I displayed my style and became majestic for a while. I was eventually accepted as an official by His Highness the Crown Prince."

"The first half of our life can be said to be full of ups and downs, and we can be considered to have reached the top, right?"

"Later, the prince left, and on his way back to resign and go into seclusion, he met the Taoist priest again. He received the help of this noble Taoist priest for the rest of his life, and he lived to his current age."

"How many people want this?"

"However, Taoist Priest, after all, we are not immortal figures as beautiful as you who have experienced countless hardships."

"After all, the human race is not a naturally immortal species, nor can it last forever~"

"After living for such a long time, I was able to get help from Taoist priests, and now I can still maintain the same look as when I was young. This is a great blessing."

"I'm satisfied. I'm really satisfied."

Lao Wang seemed to want to say something. He seemed to be more relaxed when he spoke, and his mentality seemed to have been adjusted:

…

"Taoist Master, you will last forever, just like the ones at the top, you will last forever."

"But we can't do it anymore, Taoist Priest. After living for so many years, experiencing the death of my wife, and losing beauties one after another, we are tired."

"We can't go on any longer. Now looking at this happy family, I just feel empty in my heart. I just want to go down and spend time with the lovers I owe. "

"They left too early. They sent away one person after another, but they let us live to the end."

"We want to meet them. We also want to talk to them about old times and go down there to be a pair of mandarin ducks."

"Taoist Priest, we can no longer accompany you. From now on, we can no longer drink tea and chat with you, or chat with you everywhere."

"I can no longer answer the various questions of the Taoist priest, so I arranged for the Taoist priest to travel around Pingyang City."

When talking about this, Lao Wang's energy and energy seemed to become a little weak.

"Before this, we have already told our children that this hometown of Pingyang City and the Wang Family Mansion will always be your hometown."

"Your courtyard, generation after generation, will always remain the same as it was when you were there. This is your home."

"I'm sorry I can't accompany you any further. Ming Li may have to take the first step."

"Taoist Priest...take care..."

At the end of the day, Lao Wang was no longer as dull as before, giving people a warm feeling all the time.

Instead, he grabbed Wei Yi's hand, as if saying goodbye to an old friend.

Looking at Lao Wang at this moment, Wei Yi seemed to have something blocked in his heart. He understood that Lao Wang already had a death wish in his heart.

Even if the vitality in his body is enough to extend his life again, he won't be able to live much longer.

His spirit is no longer as bright as before.

Looking at Lao Wang who was very different from before, Wei Yi also held his hands heavily:

"Both laymen and poor Taoists remember it."

"This courtyard is Pindao's hometown in this world. Layman, when you leave, don't forget to come back and see Pindao."
To be continued...