Chapter 425： Lying in bed, the grudges of the past (please subscribe)

Chapter 425: Lying in bed, grudges from the past (please subscribe)

Different from the last time when I went to Xiao Country, I had to take the Flying Boat on the Clouds. At this time, Wei Tu's realm has reached Nascent Soul, and he can directly enter the high-altitude area where Jiugangtian is.

Therefore, for the sake of convenience, Wei Tu did not buy a ticket for this cross-country trip and took the Deng Yun Fei Zhou.

He held up the mana shield, rolled up Wei Xian'er's sleeves and robe, then straightened up and headed for "Lingyan Island" in Haizhou where Wei Fei was currently located.

Two months later.

Wei Tu, who was in the air, glanced at the scenery on the ground. After seeing that this was the Lingyan Island in his memory, he stopped and flew straight down.

"As I expected, my second brother is indeed approaching the end of his life. If it had been another six months later, it would have been difficult to see him for the last time."

After arriving at the sky above Wei's house, Wei Tu scanned the scene with his spiritual consciousness. When he saw that Wei Fei was slumped on the bed, almost exhausted of energy and blood, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

“That’s dad?”

 Wei Xian'er's consciousness was not weak, and she also followed Wei Tu. When she saw Wei Fei's current situation, she was stunned for a moment and said a little unsurely.

After all, when she and Wei Fei parted, Wei Fei was still a young man, not as old as he is today, and is about to die.

“That’s Er Niang, Brother Ping?”

Wei Xian'er glanced around and saw a middle-aged woman and a young foundation-building monk standing next to the bed in the room.

After seeing this, Wei Xianer's expression was complicated for a while, and she was a little afraid to move forward.

After all, she, the daughter of an ex-wife, is somewhat redundant in the current Wei residence.

However, after seeing that Wei Tu had arrived at Wei Zhai's compound, Wei Xian'er gritted her teeth and followed him closely.

"Wei Zhenjun?" Soon, the middle-aged woman who paid attention to the movement in the courtyard immediately noticed the arrival of Wei Tu and Wei Xian'er.

The middle-aged woman's face suddenly overflowed with a smile. She glanced at Wei Ping, and after reminding her son, she immediately walked out and began to greet Wei Tu and Wei Xian'er.

"Wei Zhenjun, my husband Heping'er, after you left, I have been waiting for your second arrival. But I never thought that I would have to wait for more than eighty years."

The middle-aged woman looked enthusiastic.

She knows very well who her son Wei Ping relies on for his promotion to the foundation-building realm.

“Sit down, sit down, I will cook for Wei Zhenjun and this fairy.”

While talking, the middle-aged woman put on her apron and walked toward the kitchen in the courtyard.

"Ping'er, come here and have a chat with Uncle Qin Wei. Your father, let's relax for a while."

When she reached the door of the kitchen, the middle-aged woman realized something. She paused and shouted this sentence to Wei Ping, who was looking after Wei Fei in the house.

From beginning to end, the middle-aged woman forgot to let Wei Tu and Wei Xian'er enter the house to meet Wei Fei.

For this, Wei Tu can guess some reasons.

 There is no other reason. Judging from Wei Fei's current physical condition, his condition is very similar to that of a mortal when he grows old and dies. It is already difficult to talk to outsiders normally.

Therefore, the middle-aged woman would subconsciously ignore this matter when receiving the two of them.

"In order to build my foundation, my father ventured into a coral island more than thirty years ago to capture yellow spiny sharks... At first, my father was not seriously ill, but in his later years, he became like this because of cold injuries. Looks good.”

At this time, Wei Ping walked out of the house. He seemed to have guessed what Wei Tu was thinking, with a look of regret on his face, and explained to Wei Tu word by word.

After all, if it weren't for him, Wei Fei should be enjoying his old age at this time, instead of being paralyzed in bed like a mortal when he was about to die.

“That’s why.”

Hearing this, Wei Tu's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

He laughed, patted Wei Ping's shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Although this matter is because of you, but...this is also your father's own decision. You don't need to blame yourself too much, practice well, it's just for you Dad’s greatest reward.”

Wei Tu still remembers it.

At that time, when he first came to Lingyan Island, Wei Fei refused to bow down and went to the Qiyue Zhao family to seek a future for Wei Ping, his son.

At the same time, because of this, Wei Fei had a big quarrel with his successor, and a cold war broke out.

At that time, he mistakenly thought that Wei Fei didn't care much about Wei Ping, his son, and his character was still as carefree as before.

But now, it turns out that his initial belief was wrong.

At that time, it was not that Wei Fei did not love his only son, but because his future was hopeless, he "succumbed to himself" and refused to do more.

After his arrival more than eighty years ago, everything changed.

With his support and protection, coupled with his cleansing of Wei Ping...

Obviously, Wei Fei saw the hope of seeking immortality in his son Wei Ping.

Therefore, more than thirty years ago, Wei Fei was willing to use his old body to help Wei Ping find a smooth path to immortality, even if he contracted cold.

“Second brother, if you had worked as hard as you do now, I’m afraid your experiences in this life would be very different.”

Wei Tu shook his head.

Everyone has a choice.

At the beginning of his pursuit of Taoism, Wei Fei’s choice cannot be wrong. But with him as the control group, it seemed that Wei Fei made mistakes again and again... The coolness of the past has become the frustration of today.

“Uncle Wei, who is this fairy?”

Unlike his mother, when Wei Ping saw Wei Xian'er, he had some suspicions due to his bloodline.

“Wei Xian’er.”

Without waiting for Wei Tu to answer, Wei Xianer, who was behind Wei Tu, took the initiative to step forward and said his name.

“Wei Ping has met the eldest sister.”

Wei Ping recognized his relatives quickly and immediately called Wei Xian'er "eldest sister".

Wei Xianer was a little uncomfortable with this sudden scene, but she was also someone who had seen big scenes. After being stunned for a moment, she came to her senses.

“Ping brother.”

Wei Xian'er forced a smile and acknowledged her relationship. During the time when Wei Xianer and his brother were recognizing their relatives, Wei Tu, who was in the hospital, walked into the house and came to Wei Fei's bedside.

“Third…Third brother, you…are here.”

Wei Fei was paralyzed on the hospital bed, his eyes were cloudy and his speech was unclear. However, after seeing Wei Tu, he still said this sentence clearly.

“Yes, I’m coming.”

Wei Tu sat beside the bed, picked up one of Wei Fei's palms, slowly transferred mana to it, and forced a smile on his face.

Out of the four Yishe brothers, he and Wei Fei had the strongest and best relationship from the beginning.

Moreover, he is from the same hometown.

Shaoqing, under the injection of Wei Tu's magic power, Wei Fei's energy and blood suddenly became a lot fuller, his expression became somewhat radiant, and his speech was no longer choppy.

“Third brother, what is your realm?”

Seeing his own changes, Wei Fei was a little surprised and uncertain.

After contracting the cold, Zhao Jiangwu and other Jindan Zhenjun also came to see his illness, but these people didn't have a good way to cure him. After all, his physical condition was so bad that if he used heavy medicine, he might be on the spot. Kill.

However, Wei Tu was different. With just some mana injected into him, his physical condition was "recovered as before", not much different from what it was more than ten years ago.

“Has reached the Nascent Soul.”

Wei Tu answered truthfully.

He and Wei Fei had a life-long friendship, and there was no need to hide their true state.

“The Nascent Soul Realm?”

Hearing this, Wei Fei suddenly looked shocked and disbelieving.

Even though he knows that the reason why the Qiyue Zhao family and the Shengya Zhao family value Wei Tu so much is because Wei Tu has the hope of Yuanying, there is a huge difference between the hope of Yuanying and "having reached Yuanying".

“Unexpectedly, I, Wei Fei, actually have a brother who is a Nascent Soul. This life has been well worth it!”

“This life is worth living!”

Wei Fei smiled and said.

"Third brother, if someone writes a book or biography for you in the future, I, Wei Fei... I wonder if I can add something to it?" he joked.

Yuan Ying is already a respected figure in a country. He has more status than civil servants, generals, talented people and beautiful ladies. In the world of immortal cultivation, it is common to write books and biographies for him.

“There will be.”

“Everyone is in need, but you, the second brother of the charity club, are indispensable.”

Wei Tu raised his hand and swore an oath.

“The relationship is good, the relationship is good. After you write a book and write a biography, even if I, Wei Fei, die, my name will be passed down forever.”

Wei Fei laughed, his tone a little more cheerful.

Hearing this, Wei Tu was in a trance, as if the person in front of him was no longer the old man at this time, but the Lord Wei who had parted with him in Danqiu Mountain and was wearing a golden crown and splendid clothes.

In the past years.

One goes up the mountain and the other goes down the mountain.

Since then, fate has been different.

“Third brother, in the past ten years or so, I have not only seen you, but I may also have seen my fourth brother.”

Wei Fei said suddenly.

"Fourth brother?" Wei Tu frowned slightly, recalling in his mind Fu Zhizhou who "cut off his robe and severed his righteousness" with him outside Qiyue Mountain.

Today, he has let go of the grudges of the past, but it is impossible for him to be the same person as before.

“How did the fourth brother know that the second brother was here?”

Weitu asked.

Although the relocation of the Qiyue Zhao family is not a hidden message, it is not easy for someone without power to know the news across borders.

“Did he have a golden elixir?”

Wei Tu made a guess.

Among the righteous societies, apart from him, there is no one with a stronger heart in discussing Taoism than Fu Zhizhou.

Having not seen him for more than two hundred years, Fu Zhizhou’s breakthrough from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Golden Core Realm is not a strange thing.

“I don’t know about this either.” Wei Fei shook his head and said, “I was paralyzed on the hospital bed and could only vaguely sense the breath of the monks around me…”

"Five years ago, I heard someone calling me second brother beside the bed. Although the voice was hoarse and did not sound like the fourth brother's voice, in this world, except for the third brother and the fourth brother, no one would Someone calls me second brother again.”

Wei Fei sighed softly.

“Fourth brother…”

Wei Tu was silent when he heard this.

Given Wei Fei's level, even if he suffered from cold and was bedridden, the possibility of hearing hallucinations was not high.

In other words, Fu Zhizhou most likely saw Wei Fei once five years ago.

It's just that unlike him, it didn't come openly and openly, but came here secretly.

"So I think that the reason why the fourth brother changed drastically during the reunion of the Yishe Society more than two hundred years ago was not because of his cold nature, but for another reason."

Wei Fei said in time.

(End of this chapter)