The next morning, Reg and Mrs. Rose sat in a large carriage and headed towards the unknown valley in the direction pointed by Mrs. Rose. Elsalie and others stayed at the villa, continued to practice, and helped along the way.
Take care of some affairs of the villa.
Reg has carefully asked Weber about the situation in the villa during the period when he was in seclusion and making swords. During this period, Mrs. Rose refined many high-level raw materials collected into sixth-level or seventh-level elixirs to deal with the third
A large auction will be held again this month.
In terms of manpower, Weber recruited some mercenaries with good reputations to help in the villa. Now that they have the Flying Eagle Sword Sect and the Pilgrim Sword Sect, the manpower is definitely enough.
The Flying Eagle Sword Sect and the Pilgrim Sword Sect have also been completely settled, each living in a newly purchased manor. During the time when Reg was forging swords, Madam Qiangwei also visited the two sects once to make plans for them.
The rules were followed, and the deterrent effect was also prayed for.
Obviously Hodder and Shige had made it clear to their disciples before they came, so these people had no resistance at all, but were a little excited. Next, Mrs. Rose arranged for Hodder and Shige to lead a group of disciples
, lives in Qingzhu Villa and is responsible for the order of Qingzhu Villa, as well as Lawrence and Shitlan. Qingzhu Villa has four sect-level powerhouses and some respected masters, so there is no problem in terms of safety.
When Mrs. Rose and Reg were away, Weber was in charge of the entire villa, and others were responsible for assisting. It was in an orderly manner, so Reg and Mrs. Rose could leave with peace of mind now.
In the carriage, Mrs. Rose rested her chin on her hand and looked out of the carriage, seemingly deep in thought. Reg looked at Mrs. Rose's profile and felt extremely peaceful in his heart.
"Do you have any dreams?"
Madam Rose's sudden question broke the silence in the carriage. Reg looked at Madam Rose with some astonishment, who turned her head and stared at him with bright eyes.
After being stunned for a moment, Reg thought carefully about Mrs. Rose's question, but for a moment he was a little confused.
Dream?
What is your dream?
After a while, Reg raised his head, stared at Mrs. Rose and smiled: "I don't know what my dream is. I just hope that I can live well and live freely... No matter what the dream goal is, maybe
After you truly achieve it, you will also find that your dream may not be as beautiful as you imagined. People always live in the process of chasing their dreams. Maybe this is life."
Mrs. Rose's eyes lit up, and she stared at Reg with something a little strange. It seemed that she didn't expect that Reg would suddenly say such philosophical words. After thinking about it carefully, what Reg said seemed to be correct.
People always live in the process of chasing dreams, and this process is life.
Once a dream is fulfilled, there will be a new dream.
My biggest dream was to step into the King Level as soon as possible, but after I actually stepped into it, I found that my mood did not seem to have changed much because I reached the King Level. Standing at the King Level, I found that I had a new goal...
Even an invincible figure like Glennie Doyle probably has his own pursuits and his own loneliness.
"Yes, the road to chasing dreams is life." Mrs. Qiangwei sighed softly: "Then what are you chasing now?"
Reg thought for a while and said: "For now, my latest goal is to reach the clan level, so that I can fly in the sky..."
Mrs. Qiangwei laughed and said: "Your goal is easy to achieve, but what about the big goal? The strongest person in the mainland? The richest man? The first pharmacist?"
Reg couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Mrs. Rose say three firsts one after another: "Before, I thought about becoming a strong man like Glennie Doyle and living as freely as him, but as time passes,
As my strength increases, I find that no matter how strong a person is, there are still intangible and tangible things that bind you. Strength is just a manifestation of ability and a means to protect your ideals..."
"If we must talk about a goal, let's set it as the strongest person in the mainland. At least it seems a little more challenging. The process will definitely be much more exciting. When I look back on it, I won't be disappointed.
, if you tell stories to future generations, you won’t have nothing to talk about.”
Mrs. Qiangwei couldn't help but laugh when she heard Reg's last words: "You will definitely have many descendants, and you will definitely become an old monster who lives for hundreds of years. They will also be proud of you..."
Reg suddenly heard Mrs. Rose talking about this, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Madam, have you ever thought about what you will look like in the future? You still have a beautiful and young face, but you already have children and grandchildren, and they even look better than you.
She is much older, well, the old man with the white beard calls Madam your mother or grandmother..."
After thinking about that scene, I couldn't help but laugh: "Well, when the time comes to find a husband, you must also find a king-level strong man, otherwise, you will be very lonely in the years to come."
There was something strange in Mrs. Qiangwei's eyes, and she said in a low voice: "You are thinking quite far-term... You have even thought of these."
Reg suddenly frowned, with a worried tone: "Madam has entered the king level at a young age, and her appearance has not changed. The same is true for President Carmena. Others at this age are not so strong.
I don’t know if I can enter the king level in the future..."
Mrs. Rose looked at Reg with an even more strange look, and spat in a rare tone: "Stop talking about me, talk about yourself. So many girls like you, let's see what you do..."
Reg was stunned. He had never seen Mrs. Rose speak in such a feminine tone. Although he couldn't see her face, he was sure that the expression on her face must be very cute at this time.
Reg's expression fell in Mrs. Rose's eyes. Mrs. Rose's eyes trembled, but she looked away, not even daring to look into Reg's suddenly bright eyes.
Reg came back to his senses, scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I don't know what to do..."
Mrs. Rose snorted softly, but did not speak any more. She just stared out the window. Reg looked at Mrs. Rose's side profile with some surprise, but suddenly found that behind Mrs. Rose's ears, there was a red color, and there was something underneath her neck.
A slight blush...
Is this... is she shy?
Reg had some doubts about whether his eyes were wrong...
…
"Does he live here?"
Reg and Mrs. Rose stood side by side, looking at the inconspicuous small valley in front of them. Reg turned his head and asked.
Mrs. Qiangwei nodded and said: "I hope we are not bad luck. He doesn't live here most of the time. He spends most of the time looking for medicine outside."
Mrs. Qiangwei took the lead and walked inside, and at the same time warned: "He is my teacher's friend, you must respect him, you know?"
Reg nodded and silently followed Mrs. Rose inside.
After walking a certain distance, Mrs. Qiangwei's eyes suddenly brightened and she said, "We are lucky, he is in the valley."
Reg naturally knew that Mrs. Qiangwei sensed the other party's existence. Reg remembered something and suddenly asked: "Is this old gentleman a fighter or a magician? How strong is he?"
There was unabashed respect in Mrs. Qiangwei's eyes: "It's very powerful. Although I am now a third-level demon king, I guess I am no match for him."
Reg snorted. Although he was a little shocked, it was not too surprising. For an eighth-level pharmacist, refining medicine that can help him practice is just a piece of cake. As long as his talent is not too poor, his strength will be natural.
Even if it is not low, how low will the talent of a person who can reach the eighth level pharmacist be?
There are several wooden houses deep in the valley, and in front of the wooden houses is a large courtyard with various medicinal materials placed on the ground.
Just as Reg and the two were about to reach the wooden house, the door of the wooden house suddenly opened, and an old man wearing coarse cloth with white hair and beard walked out of the house.
However, the old man ignored the two approaching Legs and squatted down in the dam, turning over a large amount of herbs.
Reg followed Mrs. Rose, and the two of them finally stood at the edge of the dam and slowly stopped. Reg's eyes widened suddenly as he stared at the herbs on the ground.
Red leaf orchids that are at least thirty years old...
Red thread grass can only grow in dark caves...
Blue fruit, black wood fungus, tricolor lotus...
With just a cursory glance, Reg had already recognized at least seven or eight kinds of medicines, and all of these medicines were extremely precious and high-grade elixirs.
Any of these medicinal materials can be worth one hundred thousand or even hundreds of thousands of gold coins, but they are thrown into the dam very casually, as if they are weeds.
Mrs. Qiangwei was obviously a little shocked, but she knew what this old man was capable of. She bowed respectfully and said: "Senior Badar..."
The old man who was immersed in sorting the medicinal materials paused for a moment, raised his head in confusion, stared at Mrs. Qiangwei and asked strangely: "Who are you, and why do you know my name?"
Mrs. Qiangwei replied respectfully: "My name is Lan Qing. I followed the teacher and met my senior here seventeen years ago. At that time, there was also my senior sister Carmena..."
The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered Mrs. Rose's identity: "Oh, your teacher is Enge, right?"
Mrs. Qiangwei replied respectfully: "Yes."
The old man stood up with a slight smile on his face: "How is your teacher now? I haven't seen him since the last time I saw him..."
Mrs. Qiangwei replied with a sad face: "The teacher passed away ten years ago due to an accident."
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then exhaled a long breath, with a somewhat lonely expression on his face: "Your teacher is a wizard, and he and I have a good conversation about medicine. Although I have only met him a few times, we have become friends because we are close friends."
, I didn’t expect it, but I’ve already left first…”
Mrs. Rose was silent and stood quietly. After the old man sighed for a while, he turned his head and glanced at Reg, then stared at Mrs. Rose and said, "Who is this boy? What do you want to do with me?"