Chapter 100 Wei Xi (Part 2)
Getting started for 5 years.
Wei Xixiu reached the middle stage of foundation establishment, passed five stages in the Zongmen Grand Competition and defeated six generals, and won the leader of the outer disciples.
Other obtained a Xisui Pill, a Yuanling Pill, several Lingshi, and the Huangling Sect of the Zongfamen of the Huanglingmen.
The Imperial Spirit's soldiers are pointing directly at the Yuanying Avenue, and they have the ability to cast beans into soldiers.
"Husband, dear..."
Compared to when he left, Wei Xi has become a long-haired, waist-length, graceful beauty.
She sat in front of the chair and wrote letters to her family as always, sharing her own experience and looking forward to the reply.
"Disciple."
At this time, her master Huayu Daoist walked in, seeing Wei Xi writing a letter again, a glint of haze flashed in his eyes.
For disciples who are not deeply involved in the world, it is not a good thing to get too deeply involved in the world of mortals. They can't make a choice between avenues and family affection, and most people will choose the latter. But how can family affection in the mortal world compare to Dao? That is just a memory of more than ten years ago, which is insignificant compared to the hundreds of years in the future.
If this goes on like this, her precious apprentice may have a heart demon.
"Master, why are you here?" Wei Xi put down his pen and ink, got up and greeted his master with a smile.
Realist Hua Yu calmed down the gloom, and said with a normal face: "I have some free time to visit you, why did you write to your husband again?"
"Well, my husband said that he already has some sense of aura, and I want to get another pill to send back." Wei Xi was very happy to take out the reply letter, which contained Li Changsheng's reply that she finally had a sense of aura.
When she got the news, she laughed for several months, and she was already looking forward to her husband coming to find her in the near future and cultivating immortals together.
"After my husband can cultivate, we can always be together for hundreds of years. Hee hee hee, it's all thanks to master, master, why don't you talk?"
Wei Xi saw that the face of the master was a little heavy, as if he had something to tell her.
Realist Huayu pretended to be silent for a long time, but he was actually asking someone to forge a letter. It is necessary to cut off Wei Xi's thoughts as soon as possible, otherwise there will be big problems in the future, which will affect the path.
"Disciple, it's not that I want to pour cold water on you, but I advise you to cut off the world of mortals as soon as possible. Although your husband already has a sense of qi, his aptitude is really poor. You are already in the middle stage of foundation building, and he still has a layer of qi refining." How can I be worthy of you?"
"Worthy!"
Wei Xi interrupted, the exquisite facial features became extremely serious, and he looked straight at Huayu with a firm gaze, without the slightest gentleness and obedience in the past.
"Li Changsheng is worthy of Wei Xi, it has nothing to do with cultivation or aptitude."
She has always liked Li Changsheng who told herself stories, gave herself candied haws, and loved him since childhood, just because he was Li Changsheng, not because of anything else.
"Silly boy, don't be so excited, listen to the master."
Realist Huayu had expected this reaction long ago. Before that, a very talented disciple pursued Wei Xi, said something bad about Li Changsheng, and was almost crippled by Wei Xi in the ring.
From this, it can be seen that this silly child is very infatuated, and it is precisely because of this that Master Huayu is worried that he will have a demon.
"How long have you known Li Changsheng? You knew Li Changsheng when you were five years old, and it is still less than 23 years old. These 23 years are just a fleeting moment for a monk. You may think that he is everything to you now, but wait for a long time. You will gradually forget about it.”
Many disciples from ordinary sects pay great attention to the feelings in ordinary sects at the beginning, but as time goes by, they will soon integrate into the sect. Only the feelings of fellow sects are worthy of respect. Those ordinary feelings of more than ten years are fleeting, and the most affectionate people will forget them in a hundred years.
That's why Master Huayu didn't use strong means to separate them, because she had plenty of time, and a Li Changsheng wasn't worth leaving a gap between their master and apprentice.
Wei Xi just wanted to refute, but Master Huayu put out his hand to cover her mouth, and continued: "There is no need to refute me, this is just my personal opinion, and time will prove everything. No matter how much Xisui Pill Li Changsheng eats, it won't hurt." If you don’t want to build a foundation, he won’t be able to survive the limit of a mortal. What will you do if he dies? Don’t say let him go, he himself probably doesn’t want this.”
"So you practice in peace, and you can go back to see him after your golden core stage."
Realist Hua Yu turned around and left. When she flew away in the clouds and fog, Wei Xi chased her out and shouted: "Master, I will definitely prove it to you!"
Wei Xi returned to the house, took the crane he had found in large and small bags, and sent back the Xisui Pill, Yuanling Pill, and some pills that strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence. Over the years, she has been frugal in food and expenses, and rarely takes pills for cultivation, and basically sends them home.
"This Xisui Pill and Yuanling Pill are for Husband's cultivation, and these are for Mother and Dad, so don't make a mistake."
The crane left, flew out of Wei Xi's sight, and landed on an unknown mountain peak.
Several disciples took out the contents of the bag, and all of them chuckled.
"This idiot, I really thought that my things could be sent out. I even sent them to her ordinary husband. I laughed so hard."
"It's weird, is it because stupid people have stupid blessings, and stupid people have high talents in cultivation?"
"Okay, don't hesitate and leave quickly, we won't be able to eat and walk around if we are discovered."
"What are you afraid of? This is the order of the sect."
20 years of entry.
Reverend Hua Yu had just arrived at his apprentice's residence when he heard a slight cry, walked inside, and saw Wei Xi curled up on the bed, his eye bags were red from crying.
"What's wrong?"
"Woooooh, my husband has taken a concubine."
This trick really worked.
Master Hua Yu was overjoyed, hugged Wei Xi and comforted him: "Ordinary men are like this, they always think about three wives and four concubines. Then Li Changsheng is also half a catty, he only says he loves you verbally, you should have seen it clearly gone."
"No... I made him take a concubine."
Wei Xi's answer was beyond her expectation, and for a moment Daoist Hua Yu was a little confused. Could it be that the apprentice finally thought about it and planned to forget about Li Changsheng?
"Then why are you still crying?"
"There are three ways to be unfilial, and having no offspring is the greatest. My husband will definitely receive a lot of criticism if I don't go back for so long. But...but...my husband is mine... I have been mine since I was a child."
Wei Xi cried even harder. Such inconsistent words made Master Huayu dumbfounded. At the same time, he also regretted that the letter had no effect.
Li Changsheng's taking a concubine should have been the first step for Wei Xi to cut off the world.
"Master, I want to go back and have a look."
"Wait until you break through the Golden Core."
Master Huayu refused without hesitation, and at the same time, in order to appease her emotions, he said: "Master, I visited him not long ago, and he has already refined Qi to the sixth level, as long as you build the foundation before you are a hundred years old, it will not be a problem to reunite with him. Maybe he will come to you soon after he builds his foundation."
Thirty years of entry, late foundation establishment.
Wei Xi learned a very clever method of restraining breath, and tried to sneak out of the sect, but just after he left the sect, he was arrested by Daoist Huayu, severely criticized, and imprisoned for five years.
After thirty-five years of entry, the confinement is over, and the method of restraining breath has become more proficient, it is basically difficult to find her in the same realm.
Realist Hua Yu was very angry, and Wei Xi couldn't breathe because of Jin Danqi's breath.
"Why did you hide as a teacher for half a year?"
"I don't have it, I just practice the method of restraining breath, and I'm too engrossed in it, so...so..."
Wei Xi was tearful, as if he had been greatly wronged. Seeing this, Master Huayu suppressed his anger a little, and after a while, he comforted him, "Don't blame me, my teacher, I'm a little nervous after seeing you for so long."
I have a tracking mark on my body, once I leave the sect, I will be found.
Wei Xi was so sure why he was caught last time that he vetoed the idea of escaping again.
After thirty-five years of entry, the peak of foundation building.
After sixty years of entry, I tried to break through the golden core, but failed.
While Wei Xi was practicing the method of restraining breath, he suddenly saw several disciples intercepting the cranes delivering the letter, and a terrible idea burst out from his heart.
"My letter was not sent out... Husband did not receive the elixir."
This thought almost made her lose her mind. She wanted to die and escape, but another voice in her heart stopped her.
It should be between the wooden geese, and there should be a change of dragon and snake.
The more dangerous you are, the less impulsive you are. Be patient, and be patient.
"Maybe it's just a coincidence. My husband wrote back to me. I said he took concubines. He really took eighteen concubines..."
Wei Xi comforted himself in this way, but the seeds of doubt had already been planted.
In the days to come, Wei Xi stopped saving money on food and expenses, stopped sending things home, and began to use all resources on himself.
Really Hua Yu was very pleased to see this.
"Teacher, it seems that you are thinking about it."
Introduction for seventy years, retreat.
After seventy-five years of entry, retreat.
Beginning for eighty years, retreat.
After eighty-five years of entry, the golden elixir was finally broken, and the sun was shining brightly. Congratulations from all directions.
Realist Huayu said happily: "You can go and cut the world of mortals."
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Qingshui Village.
Wei Xi and Master Huayu walked into their hometown dressed in Taoist robes and bamboo hats, just like their master and the others. The village was empty and there was only a ruined wall left. Years of wars had destroyed her hometown.
Realist Huayu observes his apprentice's expression. At this time, Wei Xi's mood doesn't fluctuate too much. He is obviously more stable than he imagined, and he has already cut off the world of mortals.
"Hey, mortals suffer a lot."
Realist Huayu sighed.
Wei Xi walked into the village without saying anything, passed by the stream, and stopped to look at it for a long time.
Two children were playing in the stream, chasing each other, Wei Xiucai stood not far away and watched them. In a flash, only Xiaoxi was left in front of him. There are no children or talents.
Passing by an old tree, Wei Xi touched the withered trunk, and some auditory hallucinations sounded in his ears.
Brother Li, swinging on the swing is fun.
Passing by his father's private school, it has been reduced to a piece of weeds at this time, and the private school can only be judged by the old tree. The sound of reading was heard loudly, and two short figures hid under the curtains, eavesdropping on the teacher's lecture.
Brother Li, let me talk about the biographies of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
Don't bother me about studying, and spank your **** again.
Passing by the deserted fields, the girl in yellow took a food box and found the cowherd, and took out a bowl of red beans as always.
Finally, Wei Xi finally came home. Most of their houses were built of stone bricks. The wall at the entrance of the yard stood stubbornly, but the door had disappeared. of weeds.
Wei Xi stopped and dared not go in, her face was still numb, but tears couldn't stop pouring out. Perhaps because she didn't dare to accept it, she turned around and threw herself into the arms of Master Hua Yu.
Realist Hua Yu sighed: "Hey, the lifespan of a mortal is only seventy years, why are you bothering? Silly child, cry, cry as much as you want..."
Zheng!
Accompanied by the crisp sound of unsheathing, a poisonous dharma sword pierced Daoist Huayu, and the icy sword edge pierced her back, crushing her golden core.
Before she could react, Wei Xi cut off her head with another sword, and a few soul-transforming talismans went down, completely ending the life of Hua Yu.
The interval between before and after was less than two seconds, and Huayu Daoist died without any precautions.
Wei Xi has rehearsed thousands of times for today, she is just a very talented person, she can only do this if she wants to kill a Jindan who outlived herself. How much she wished that she was a peerless genius, so that she could torture Hua Yu to death bit by bit.
Unfortunately she is not.
"Master, you said that ordinary people suffer a lot, but for me, cultivation is suffering."
Wei Xi threw down the **** magic sword, walked into the small courtyard and looked at the collapsed house, everything seemed like yesterday.
She knelt on the ground, covering her face with her hands and crying hysterically, which could be faintly heard for ten miles around.
"Husband, you lied to me..."
That day, she cried all her tears, leaving only a shell.
Several years later, she succeeded in destroying the Emperor Spirit Gate. When she was dying, she had a dream.
She dreamed of Li Changsheng, who was hugging her like he was back then.
"Husband, can you take me home?"
Li Changsheng shook his head and said: "I haven't seen enough of the prosperity of this world, the wind in the nine heavens, the river of forgetfulness in the underworld, the endless mountains, and the giant tortoise carrying the mountains. I haven't seen them all. Let's go together." Do you like it?"
"Yeah!" Wei Xi smiled happily, and today she smiled again after a thousand years, and said the same thing as a thousand years ago, "Everything depends on your husband."
Practice is not suffering, at least she saw him.
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(end of this chapter)