Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during festive seasons.
Wei He recalled this poem unconsciously.
He looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and the scene when Senior Sister Yuanduzi taught him flashed through his mind.
Yuanduzi's perfect face gradually overlapped with the full moon in the sky, like an illusion.
In an instant, that beautiful face slowly transformed into Master Li Rong, then into his wife Wan Qingqing, Princess Hanquan...
Familiar faces looked at Wei He, as if waiting for him to wake everyone up again.
He closed his eyes and felt peaceful in his heart.
"Today's loneliness is just a short test."
He murmured softly.
"Just wait, soon...we will meet again soon."
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a faint knocking sound from the soldiers outside the door.
Since Wei He completely took over all military power in Ningzhou a few days ago, Chen Youguang has been placed under house arrest by him and is not allowed to go out at will.
All senior generals under Chen Youguang were controlled by Wei He with poison.
If the antidote is not taken at a fixed time, the internal organs will rot and die within three days.
Wei He didn't have time to slowly subdue these ordinary people. What he wanted was obedience and absolute will during this period.
"What's going on?" Wei He looked outside the courtyard door.
"Sir, it's Zhong Ling who's here." The soldier replied quickly.
"Let him come in." Wei He sensed that it was not just Zhong Ling. However, he believed in this newly accepted outer disciple. Similarly, he also had absolute confidence in himself.
The iron door was slowly pushed open, without the creaking and friction sound of ancient times. In today's era, such doors have long been eliminated.
Soon, Zhong Ling and two other old people filed into the yard.
"Mr. Wei." Zhong Ling took the lead in cupping his fists and bowing to Wei He.
"Why are you here if you don't go back to rest at such a late hour?" Although Wei He asked, his eyes fell on the other two people.
There is no doubt that the real reason why Zhong Ling came to visit so late should be these two people.
Of these two old men, one had a broken right arm and the other was wearing a Taoist robe and a goatee.
As soon as the two of them came in, their eyes were fixed on Wei He, as if they were trying to identify something.
Wei He stared at the two people, vaguely feeling that they looked familiar.
Zhong Ling also noticed something strange, but since he was the one who brought the people here, he still needed a basic introduction.
"Mr. Wei, these two are the martial arts masters taught by my disciples before. This one's name is Zhou Xingtong..."
call!!
At this moment, an invisible air flow spread from Wei He's body.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes like lightning, instantly staring at the one-armed old man.
An invisible sense of depression suddenly interrupted what Zhong Ling wanted to say next.
He took a breath and took a step back unconsciously due to fright.
There was no sound in the yard, not even the insects dared to make a sound.
The air seemed to be tightly covered by a huge lid. It only blew for a moment and then immediately stopped flowing, making it appear depressed and dull.
Zhou Xingtong took two steps forward and stared at Wei He.
Suddenly he seemed to recognize something, and he raised his head and laughed. The laughter grew louder and louder, sudden and loud, but also full of joy.
For a while, only his laughter echoed in the entire courtyard.
No one else said anything, and Wei He just stared at him quietly, his eyes slowly softening.
After a long time, the laughter gradually became weaker and lower.
"It has been more than thirty years. Zhou Xingtong, you are still alive." Wei He said softly.
"Wei He...even Xuwu can't kill you. You are truly worthy of being the number one true blood genius in Dayue. You are worthy of being the future supreme grandmaster known to the world at that time!" Zhou Xingtong was out of breath and burst into tears.
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"Yes." Wei He nodded slightly, "Even Xu Wu can't kill me. Who else in this world can kill me?"
Only then did he vaguely realize what it was like when Yuanduzi and Modo were standing at the top.
Everywhere you looked, you saw no enemies.
"We meet old friends, let's have a drink together?" The smile on Wei He's face became much more sincere, no longer the usual false and habitual smile.
"Okay!" Zhou Xingtong nodded heavily.
Although the two were enemies back then, now that all the true blood and true strength have fallen into history, what else can't they laugh at each other?
"Who is this...?" Only then did Wei He look at the old man standing aside.
The old Taoist's eyes were bright and his lips were trembling slightly, but he still took a step forward.
"I... Shangguan Jue! My brother Shangguan Ji!"
"It turns out we are half old friends..." Wei He recalled the name instantly.
Shangguan Jue is the head of Yuanbingyuan of Tianyin Sect who ran away in the first place, and is also a clan member of Shangguan Ji, the leader of Tianyin Sect.
"May I ask Mr. Wei, is there a way to return to true strength!?" Shangguan Jue looked slightly excited and asked in a deep voice.
Wei He did not answer immediately, but the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
"So what if I have it, so what if I don't have it? It's actually not important to you anymore."
At Shangguan Jue's age, even if his true energy reappears and his strength is replenished, his body has been depleted and withered for too long. Many of his cells have died and cannot be revived.
In addition to allowing him to regain some life span and strength, the true energy has no other use.
Because the body is weak, it is like a machine. If it becomes rusty, even if it is re-oiled, it will break down soon.
True energy has no power to bring the dead back to life.
The excitement on Shangguan Jue's face froze, and he seemed to have thought of this, and the joy on his face slowly faded.
'yes.'
He came to his senses.
'At this age, even if I regain my strength, what will happen?'
They are not real people and do not have such strong regeneration ability and lifespan.
They are just ordinary warriors who have not been able to break through the Zang training.
This is reality, cruel reality.
"However, since you are the former head of my Tianyin Sect, are you two willing to follow me from now on?" Wei He said again.
Although the strength of Zhou Xingtong and the two men was meaningless to him.
Even if they recover completely, the two of them will only be able to strengthen their bones and organs at best, and may even be weaker.
But after all, there are fewer and fewer people in this world who can be with him.
silence.
Surprisingly, Zhou Xingtong and Zhou Xingtong did not agree immediately.
The excitement just now was just a sudden emotion. After thinking about it carefully, the two of them realized that even if they really got the Qi, they would have to recover a certain level of cultivation.
With their strength and age, there is nothing they can do.
The two fell silent, but Zhong Ling on the side was confused and didn't understand anything.
But he finally understood one thing, that is, Wei He seemed to be much more powerful than Master Zhou Xingtong and the others.
At this time, he gave Master Zhou a chance to restore some of their strength.
But instead, Master Zhou and the two hesitated a little. What were they worried about?
"Everything requires an equal or even higher price." Zhou Xingtong said solemnly. He looked at Wei He seriously.
"If we want to regain our strength, what do we need to pay?"
Wei He looked at the other party. Zhou Xingtong, the powerful general who was once violent and crazy and frequently killed people, had become so calm now.
Time is truly amazing.
It can change a person so completely.
"You don't have to pay anything, you just get a little more when you get it." Wei He replied softly.
"To put it simply, while you are recovering part of your strength, you will encounter some danger, and the danger comes from demons."
Yes, the Zhenjin Transformation Organization itself is something that is condensed and cultivated with the life of demons.
Once you get involved with this kind of thing, the demon will find out in the future and will never let go of the two people who have also been implanted with the transformation organization.
so....
Zhou Xingtong showed a hint of understanding on his face.
"I knew it." He shook his head, "Forget it, I'm old and don't have the guts to live such a thrilling life anymore. It's not bad to just live the rest of my life like this."
His words also calmed down Shangguan Jue.
He was older than Zhou Xingtong. When he heard these words, he also had an idea in his mind.
Although he didn't speak out immediately, he also no longer insisted on hoping to restore his cultivation.
He needs to calm down and think carefully.
Wei He didn't force it, and he didn't even have enough courage. Even if he recovered his cultivation, it would be nothing more than waste.
Fine raindrops fell, and at some point, a cloud appeared in the night sky, covering the full moon that was bright just now.
Zhou Xingtong and Zhou Xingtong did not stay long and left quickly. After confirming Wei He's identity, they felt confused in their hearts.
You must go back and calm down before making any plans.
And judging from Wei He's face, there is a high probability that there will be nothing wrong with this man who was once the number one genius in Dayue and a top expert from the Xuanmiao Sect.
So, judging from Wei He's remarks just now, restoring one's cultivation is most likely to be the enemy of demons... That means... the method of restoring one's cultivation is likely to come from demons.
This is also the key to the hesitation in the minds of the two people. After living for so many years, they are no longer the simple-minded young people they were at the beginning.
The two left quickly.
Zhong Ling, on the other hand, stayed alone. He looked at Wei He and hesitated to speak.
"Don't think about it, go back and have a good sleep and forget all this." Wei He comforted him with a smile.
In today's era, there is no longer a way to practice the Qi system from scratch.
Nowadays, people have all adapted to the virtual mist, and their body structures are different from before. Even if they are allowed to practice the way of true strength, they will not be able to enter the third blood.
Wei He had already studied it clearly.
Unless there is another great catastrophe of heaven and earth, the virtual mist will be replaced with true energy again.
"Mr. Wei...I heard from Master Zhou and others that you were a very powerful person before?" Zhong Ling asked carefully.
"Go back and rest." Wei He did not answer. Zhong Ling was not from this circle, and it was pointless to drag him in.
Zhong Ling still wanted to say something, but Wei He had already turned around and entered the back room in the light rain, closing the door and no longer paying attention to the outside.
Zhong Ling stood in the drizzle, silent for a while, and could only turn around and leave quickly.
He didn't know how powerful Wei He was, but judging from the series of prominent titles, Mr. Wei must have a distinguished background.
In fact, he was also very curious about that era decades ago. It might be a good thing if he could hear more about the past from Mr. Wei.
Early next morning.
Wei Heduan was sitting in the restaurant, with more than ten dishes densely packed on the long table in front of him.
He put various dishes into his mouth at will, and he was in a very happy mood.
Because Heshan Jun and other big demons delivered goods to his door before, the Zhenjin in his hands was converted into tissue and further upgraded.