Chapter 341： Cleansing the meridians and cutting the marrow, Wei Ping is not equal (please subscribe)

Chapter 341 Cleansing the Scriptures and Cutting the Marrow, Wei Ping is not at peace (please subscribe)

It took about half a day to drink.

Wei Fei was so drunk that he burped, then lay down on the table and fell asleep in a daze.

His snoring was like thunder, and he didn't look like a fairy at all.

Seeing this scene, a faint smile appeared on Wei Tu's face. He shook his head, put down the wine cup, walked to Wei Fei's side, used the magic power of the golden elixir, and began to heal this old friend's wounds and get rid of old diseases.

At the late stage of the third level of body refining, there is a certain damage-free effect against spiritual poisons, not to mention the power of spiritual wine.

With these bottles of wine in his stomach, even if Wei Tu did not deliberately use magic power to refine it, the self-operation of the magic body was enough to keep him awake.

This spiritual wine is called "Shenyang Wine", which is also a medicinal wine recorded in the "Tianxiang Ancient Scroll". It was specially prepared by Wei Tu a few days ago. Its purpose is to resolve Wei Fei's hidden injuries.

With the nourishment of the spirit wine and the help of Wei Tu’s golden elixir, the damage to Wei Fei’s energy and blood caused by his failure to break through and build the foundation in his early years was completely resolved in less than half an hour.

“With this healing, my second brother may not be able to live to be more than four hundred years old like Peak Foundation Establishment, but if he lives to be more than three hundred and ninety years old, there shouldn’t be any big problem.”

Wei Tu removed his magic power and thought in his heart.

To this day, Wei Fei's future is decided. Even if he wants to help Wei Fei, there is nothing he can do.

Otherwise, facing the only remaining brother, he would not spare any effort.

After all, for Yan Yu, he even funded the alternative elixir to the "Sloughing Out Pill" - Bi Yan Dan.

Under the same realm, the older a monk is, the lower his qualifications and foundation will be. On the contrary, there will be a corresponding improvement.

In short, the younger, the better.

This is also the reason why Kou Hongying made a heavy promise back then, received funding from his uncles, and built the foundation decades in advance.

In other words, even if Wei Tu provides resources to Wei Fei at all costs, it will be difficult for him to rapidly advance from the early stage of foundation building to the peak of foundation building within a hundred years...

Moreover, at the peak level of Foundation Establishment, even with the help of the Mortal Transformation Pill, the chance of being promoted to the Golden Pill is very small.

Therefore, instead of fighting for the possibility of promotion that is almost invisible in a hundred years, Wei Fei might as well take advantage of the last hundred years to enjoy his old age.

“It is easy to give up on the road, but it is difficult to pick it up again when you regret it.”

Wei Tu sighed softly.

If Wei Fei can get some energy, he is currently in the late stage of foundation building, and he can give him a little help and support with key resources, maybe he can continue on his path.

But it happened that Wei Fei's level was too low.

He had the will but was unable to do so.

"Unless you are a child of luck, no matter how good your life is, if you don't work hard, one day you will miss the opportunity and there will be no future..."

Weitu raised his head and looked into the distance.

Throughout his three-hundred-year journey, he seemed to have good luck and was able to turn disaster into good fortune many times. But in fact, in addition to the help of luck, it was more that he made the "right" choice at every stage.

Be down-to-earth, one step at a time.

For example, more than twenty years ago, he was kidnapped by Hu Shan and Qi Chengchu and entered the Taixu Realm.

It just so happened that the "Xumi Card" and "Tai Miao Mirror" left by Master Shentu were the key to unlocking the Stone Demon Tower, and he became the person who gained the most from this... This was one of the good fortunes of his trip. .

However, without strength as a support, he might not be able to survive even the first level outside Taixu, and would be controlled by Hu Shan and Qi Chengchu, and he would be used as someone else's wedding dress.

Contrary to him.

On the road, Wei Fei was favored by luck again and again.

But because they lacked the spirit of advancement and were content with pleasure, they made one mistake and ended up losing the whole game.

Even if he wanted to help, he had nowhere to do it.

…

The next day, I sobered up.

Wei Fei felt refreshed all over his body, and his breathing of spiritual energy and mana movement were much more agile than before.

There is no need to guess, Wei Fei also knows that this all depends on the credit of his brother Wei Tu.

Wei Fei silently thanked Wei Tu, but he did not mention it in front of Wei Tu. He shouted "Yu Niang is cooking" outside the house, and then continued talking with Wei Tu about the unfinished conversation at the wine table last night. topic.

There were many topics, and finally the two of them talked about Wei Xianer.

This is almost an inevitable topic.

However, Wei Fei believed that Wei Tu would take care of his daughter, so he didn't deliberately talk about it last night.

“Originally, Xian’er and I made an agreement to come with her when we went to Xiao Country this time, but unfortunately, Xian’er was in the critical period of breaking through to the late stage of foundation building…”

Wei Tu talked about Wei Xian'er's current situation.

However, he reported good news but not bad news, and deliberately concealed the matter about Wei Xian'er about the Ming Ming Shenjun.

“Xian’er is better than my father!”

Wei Fei was overjoyed and even cried with joy.

At this time, he finally understood how Kou Liang felt when he had a genius daughter.

—The unfulfilled last wish and the unfinished road will all be continued by his descendants, who will take a look at the scenery above the immortal road that he has never seen in this life.

“I can’t help Xian’er.”

Wei Fei sighed.

Soon after Zhao Ting's death, he renewed her string. This is hard to accept for Wei Xianer.

"Xian'er has a cheerful personality and won't care about this matter. Second brother doesn't need to worry."

Wei Tu smiled slightly and said with relief.

Logically speaking, if parents remarry, they don’t need to care too much about their children’s opinions. However, if the realm and status of the children are higher than those of their parents, then that is a different matter.

During the conversation between the two.

The young woman who was busy outside began to serve the dishes one after another, setting out eight dishes and one soup.

“The room was tense, there wasn’t any good spiritual material, so I made a makeshift meal, and I hope Mr. Wei Zhen doesn’t mind our small family...”

The young woman looked uneasy.

“Sister-in-law, you’re welcome.”

Wei Tu smiled humbly, picked up his chopsticks and started eating, without any trace of disgust on his face.

Seeing this, the young woman breathed a sigh of relief as if she had been pardoned, and prepared to retreat from the living room.

"Sister-in-law, there is no need to see anyone outside. Wei and his second brother are brothers, not foreigners."

Wei Tu stopped the young woman and signaled her to join him in serving the dishes without leaving.

Look at the Buddha's face without looking at the monk's face.

Respecting young women is a disguised form of respecting Wei Fei, the second brother. Wei Tu understands this truth.

He will not make it difficult for Wei Fei.

"Surprised?" The young woman was shocked. She couldn't hide the surprise on her face and quickly covered her mouth to avoid being ugly and losing face.

To her, being able to share a meal with the True Monarch of the Golden Pill is a great honor and a source of bragging for her. Thinking of this, the young woman looked at Wei Fei with a soft and charming look in her eyes, even spring... He was almost completely different from his playful behavior yesterday.

The young woman understood that today she could be promoted by Wei Tu, who was willing to invite her, a female Qi practitioner, to sit with her, which was inseparable from her husband Wei Fei.

“Wei Zhenjun eats vegetables, eats vegetables.”

After sitting down, the young woman was almost flattering and greeted Wei Tu warmly.

"Wei Zhenjun, I sent a message to Ping'er yesterday. In an hour or two, Ping'er will be back soon. Then, take a look at Ping'er, your nephew."

The young woman was smiling.

Just now, she heard that Wei Fei's daughter Wei Xian'er was in the late stage of foundation building.

Given Wei Fei's qualifications, the daughter she gave birth to is probably as qualified as her son Ping'er.

In her opinion, Wei Xian'er's ability to reach the late stage of foundation building would definitely be indispensable without the support of her uncle Wei Tu.

My nieces have been so helpful.

What about the nephew?

“That’s alright, then Wei will stay and see Ping’er.” Wei Tu nodded and did not refuse.

Although the young woman is a bit snobbish and insults Wei Fei for her own benefit, most of her thoughts are for her own son, which is not a bad intention.

Even, Wei Tu admired the young woman a little.

Some things, if you don’t fight for them, will never fall into your hands.

It’s not bad to just take things as they come.

But on the path to immortality, it is a disadvantage.

At this moment, if the young woman had not taken the initiative to ask "Wei Ping" to meet him...according to the length of his stay, the chance of "Wei Ping" meeting him would have been slim.

He will leave before Wei Ping rushes back.

After all, he had already given three Foundation Condensing Pills as a greeting gift to Wei Ping, and promised Wei Ping a path to a Foundation-Building Immortal.

There is no need to see this nephew again.

However, with the young woman's opening, Wei Tu was certainly embarrassed to take the first step.

“Third brother…”

Wei Fei looked apologetic.

He could hear his wife's implicit message, which was that she wanted Wei Tu to support Wei Ping.

And he already owed Wei Tu enough in this life, and of course he didn't want Wei Tu to help him anymore.

He...can't help but feel guilty.

“It’s just a small thing.”

Wei Tu waved his hand, indicating that Wei Fei didn't need to pay attention.

…

About half a day passed.

 Wei Ping, who was looking for another job outside, hurried back to Wei's house and met with Wei Tu.

"Uncle..." Wei Ping felt a little embarrassed and stammered as he saluted Wei Tu and acknowledged his relationship.

After all, he had never heard his father mention the third uncle Wei Tu before. This was the first time he heard that he had an uncle Jin Dan.

“Twenty-eight years old, fifth level of Qi training.”

“He is also a talented person.”

Wei Tu expressed his praise in words.

Compared to him back then, Wei Ping was at the same age and more than one level ahead of him at this time.

Of course, he also understood that this was mostly because Wei Ping had a good father. He was able to achieve this and achieve a cultivation level comparable to that of a middle-grade spiritual root at the age of twenty-eight.

No matter how bad the foundation-building monks are, their ability to make money is still better than that of Qi-training monks.

“Thank you, Third Uncle, for the compliment.”

 Wei Ping scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

His family members know their own affairs, and his qualifications are pitifully mediocre among his peers.

Otherwise, his biological father Wei Fei would not have given him the word "平".

It is not that he thinks that his life will be mediocre and he will be unable to make any achievements on the road to immortality.

“It’s hard to change the qualifications of a monk. Only when you get a great opportunity or make a breakthrough, can you hope to improve.”

“Although I can cleanse and cut marrow for you, your qualifications can only be upgraded to the highest level among lower-grade spiritual roots…”

Weitu said slowly.

“Thank you, Third Uncle!”

Hearing this, Wei Ping immediately showed gratitude. He knelt down and bowed deeply.

Even if it is only a slight improvement in qualifications, it is a great joy for him.

He knew that only monks above the Golden Core realm could "cleanse the scriptures and cut the marrow" of lower-level monks.

For the Golden elixir monk, this move is also quite depleting of vitality and will not be done lightly.

Seeing this, Wei Tu nodded slightly. He said, "Keep your mind close," and then placed his right palm on Wei Ping's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

next moment.

Wei Tu's body was filled with green light, and wisps of green light followed his palms and penetrated into Wei Ping's limbs and bones.

After a while, wisps of black smoke squeezed out of Wei Ping's Zhoutian acupoint, and the smell was unpleasant.

At the same moment, Wei Ping, who was kneeling on the ground, also felt a sharp pain like a sharp knife cutting his intestines. His face suddenly turned pale, and beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans began to ooze out all over his body.

“Hold it!” Wei Ping gritted his teeth, and a **** mark was clearly visible on his lips.

as time flows.

Wei Ping's will became increasingly blurred, and he only had one thought in his mind, and that was to keep persevering.

I don’t know how long it took before Wei Ping felt the pain in his body disappear one by one. His eyes became clear again and were no longer as blurry as before.

“Where is the third uncle?”

Wei Ping looked up, only to find that Wei Tu, who was standing in front of him before, had disappeared without knowing when.

Only his parents were left in the courtyard.

“Uncle Wei Tu Wei…”

Wei Ping rose from the ground. He stared blankly at the sky above Lingyan Island, clenched his fists, and deeply imprinted the word "Wei Tu" in his heart.

(End of this chapter)