Chapter 421 Wei Xuyuan is enthroned [Third update]
After the successful deduction of this magical power, Jiang Linglong's skills and methods increased a lot, and she began to further improve her own attack methods by learning from Chen Nianzhi's Liangyi Divine Thunder.
Chen Nianzhi calmed down and began to perfect the Three Talents Divine Thunder, hoping to create the first truly great magical power.
"..."
On this day, a spiritual talisman flew into Lingzhou Lake.
Chen Nianzhi took a look at the magic talisman, sighed helplessly, and stopped practicing.
Jiang Linglong on the side saw his lonely expression and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
"There was a letter from the Wei family, saying that Wei Xuyuan was nearing the end of his life and was on his deathbed." Sighing and putting down the talisman, Chen Nianzhi stood up and said, "I'll go and see him for the last time."
"Um."
Jiang Linglong didn't say much. She knew that Chen Nianzhi was in a low mood at this time.
Along the way to this day, she has seen too many life, death and separation, and understands Chen Nianzhi's feelings.
Chen Nianzhi actually didn't have many close friends all the way to where he is today. Nowadays, he has very few close friends from the past. Wei Xuyuan is a rare close friend.
Now that his friend is about to pass away, he naturally feels bad.
"..."
After leaving Lingzhou Lake, Chen Nianzhi flew towards Tian'e Mountain with his sword.
After more than two hundred years, Tian'e Mountain has changed a lot. The Wei Clan was just a Foundation-Building Clan at the beginning.
Today, the Wei family has four Zifu ancestors, and it is considered a powerful Zifu fairy clan in the Chu Kingdom.
All of this was due to the full support of Wei Xuyuan, the first ancestor of the Zifu. After Wei Xuyuan broke through the middle stage of the Zifu, he understood that there was no hope of breaking through the golden elixir, so he focused on his family.
In recent years, his salary has been used to buy properties for Wei and to train family monks.
Almost all the other three members of the Wei family were brought up by him. It is precisely because of this that Wei Xuyuan has a very high status in the Wei family, and the entire family loves him very much.
At this moment, Wei Xuyuan was critically ill. The three ancestors of the Wei Immortal Clan and the foundation-building monks all put down their work and returned to Tian'e Mountain from Dishi State and Tianxu State, just to visit Wei Xuyuan.
One last look.
Chen Nianzhi arrived at Tian'e Mountain, which naturally alarmed the entire Wei Clan.
The three Zifu monks personally led the way and said with a sad face: "The patriarch has been lying on the bed for three years. Now his energy and blood have completely exhausted, and he is hanging on only with his last breath of true energy."
"His last wish is to meet you, so I boldly sent you this letter."
Chen Nianzhi listened quietly and walked to Wei Xuyuan's residence without saying a word.
Wei Xuyuan's residence is very simple, a quaint bamboo building with a few herbs planted in the yard. It does not look like the leader of the Zifu Immortal Clan who is powerful in all counties, but more like the residence of an old farmer in the mortal world.
Stepping into the bamboo house, Chen Nianzhi saw Wei Xuyuan on the bed. At this moment, Wei Xuyuan's beard and hair were all white, and his body was skinny and bone-shattering.
He could no longer get out of bed, and he could no longer even speak.
Chen Nianzhi's heart trembled, and he activated his magic power to open a treasure pill, replenishing Wei Xuyuan's vitality.
"Ahem!"
Wei Xuyuan coughed twice, his face turned a little red, and he was finally able to speak.
He grabbed Chen Nianzhi's hand, leaned up from the bed, and then waved his hand to signal everyone to get down.
After they left, Wei Xuyuan
Looking at Chen Nianzhi, he smiled bitterly and said: "Time is not forgiving. More than two hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. I am already dying, but you are still young."
"It's been more than two hundred years."
Chen Nianzhi also sighed, and then realized that he was nearly three hundred years old, and Wei Xuyuan had lived for more than four hundred and thirty years.
If it was an ordinary Zifu, he could still rely on the longevity pill to support him for a lifetime, but he took the second-level longevity apricot early, so that now Wei Shi may not be rich enough to extend his life.
There was nothing he could do about it. If he hadn't had the help of the second-level spiritual apricot back then, he would have been dead for two hundred years.
At this point, even if Chen Nianzhi had extraordinary means, it would be difficult to extend his lifespan.
"You know, the person I envy the most in my life is you."
Wei Xuyuan looked at Chen Nianzhi, his pupils a little complicated, and after a long time he said: "The road to immortality is difficult and bumpy."
"I have come to the end. This life is neither wonderful nor anonymous."
"I thought I would be content with leading Webster to rise, but it was only at the last moment that I realized that if you don't become an immortal, you will only be ashes in the world of mortals."
"Whether it's Qi training or foundation building, Zifu has nothing to do with it. It will eventually turn into a handful of loess and return to the world again."
"I was born in the world of cultivating immortals, but I don't have the courage to become an immortal. This is the biggest regret in my life."
Wei Xuyuan burst into tears. He had given up his spiritual practice many years ago and focused his energy on his family.
He thought he had looked away, but today he realized that looking away was just a helpless compromise.
A true cultivator of immortality cannot give up easily even if it is only one chance in a billion.
The road to becoming an immortal is difficult and difficult.
Throughout the ages, there have been so many proud men of heaven, but in the end, not many of them became immortals.
Those who can reach the end are often those who have an unswerving Taoist heart and great perseverance.
As for talent and understanding, there is still the possibility of change later in life, only the character of mind is crucial.
Wei Xuyuan was silent for a long time. He looked at Chen Nianzhi and suddenly said: "You know, I am jealous of you. I hate that I am not as good as you."
"You are the most likely person I have ever seen to become an immortal. I want to be like you, but I don't have the courage to make such a desperate move as you."
"I don't even dare to surrender to physical suffering. I have been a complete loser in my life."
Wei Xuyuan spoke for a long time, and finally fell silent again.
He finally sighed, looked at Chen Nianzhi for a long time, and handed him a dark treasure box: "This is the medium of the evil silk-winding spell."
"An old demon came to me over at Demon Ape Mountain and said that as long as I plant this spell on you, he will help me specialize in the demonic path and break through the realm of golden elixir."
"oh."
Chen Nianzhi took the dark magic box and said calmly: "The magic cultivator is so sinister."
"You know, I almost decided to use it on you."
Wei Xuyuan shook his head, with a bit of loneliness in his eyes: "Go on well, take my blessings, and show me... what the fairy world looks like..."
Wei Xuyuan spoke quietly, and finally his voice became lower and lower, and the last breath disappeared between heaven and earth.
Chen Nianzhi stood quietly in front of Wei Xuyuan's bed for a long time, standing quietly for a long, long time.
Finally, he turned around and walked out of the bamboo house. He stood at the door, the sunlight falling down and casting a long shadow.