"But Cihang should take good care of himself in the sect first. We can't eradicate the toxicity of Tarsal Corrosion Heart Powder, but Qingyun has a way to delay the absorption, and with your level, you can enter the Two Palaces for further study, and you can also come to guard it by then. Jing Gong, I will find a way to suppress it for you for a period of time to ensure that your Qi and blood cultivation is restored."
A smile returned to Fei Lao's face, which made everyone present feel relieved.
Especially Yan Jiu, she didn't expect Mr. Fei to save people, but now the old man actually agreed to help suppress this damn ghost for a period of time. It was better than dying from poison, right?
Immediately, she knelt down suddenly, kowtowed and thanked Fang Cihang, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.
Mr. Fei calmly accepted the kneeling ceremony from the two of them, and then sang with profound meaning:
"Time is always limited, and it is easy to be ecstatic after saying goodbye. There is no farewell at banquets and singing. The mountains and rivers in the eyes are empty and distant, and the falling flowers and wind and rain are more damaging to the spring. It is better to pity the people in front of you."
The old man sang the last line several times as it is better to take care of the person in front of him.
Since ancient times, joys and sorrows have always been the same as dreams, and as described in the lyrics and music, "Wine banquets and songs are endless." Fei Lao's previous promise was completely to open the door to the two palaces for Fang Cihang. Even though it could not completely detoxify, it was still Very exciting news.
After all, the bandage man came to Zhijing Cave to find a way to learn the knowledge of alchemy and medicine to make a living. Now that the clouds have finally cleared and the moon is bright, how can he and Yan Jiu be unhappy?
As the banquet continued, the elated Yan Jiu drank more. As a woman, she drank so much, how could the other men not drink more?
Even Fang Cihang drank a small cup for the first time, and the distressed Yan Jiu kept trying to dissuade him.
"It's okay, Miss Yan. When he officially comes to the two palaces, it won't be long before he can say goodbye to the bandage. Then you have to let him have a few drinks with you!"
Mr. Fei held the wine glass and smiled kindly.
"Did you hear that Mr. Fei has spoken, you damn ghost!"
Fang Cihang sighed heavily, not knowing what he thought of.
Under the influence of alcohol, everyone's conversation inevitably revolved around Mr. Fei, who had the most extensive knowledge.
Shutong, who was born in a high-ranking demon clan, is actually quite young, but in terms of vision and knowledge, he is not as good as Fei Laozhiwan.
"Mr. Fei, I would like to ask, how old are you? Why is Pan Yueren so scared when he sees you?"
Feng Ziyu first toasted to the old man, and then smiled and asked the question hidden in everyone's mind.
"I'll still have 10,000 of them next year, tsk tsk, I've lived for too long, I really don't remember the details."
Fei Lao made a rare naughty joke, and he was a little complacent in his application.
"What? What will happen next year?!"
Feng Ziyu almost spit out the wine he had filled his stomach with.
"It is said that the lifespan of the Guiling Realm is at most five thousand years. Mr. Fei, how do you achieve such a long life?"
Shutong also asked curiously.
"Shu Tong, Shu Tong, you are also our sect's treasure vase alchemy master. You can't understand such a simple question? You don't want to think about why our status is so respected? Why are those boys who have returned to the spirit realm willingly? Can I bend down and salute you?"
Fei Lao smiled and made a sidestep, then gave everyone a drink in return.
"It seems like it's probably the effect of a panacea."
Qingyun secretly thought, but then he thought about it, Fei Lao said that he would have more than 10,000 yuan next year, but in fact it must be more than that, and if this is really the case, wouldn't Yan Lao...
"For things like longevity, the higher the cultivation level, the more methods are available. Five thousand years of returning to the spirit realm is just a general statement. When we are about to take that step, who hasn't clicked the button to extend life? What about the means?"
He didn't know if he had seen through his thoughts, but Qingyun felt that Fei Lao's slit eyes seemed to be always staring at him.
"I think Shutong, you should have more say in this."
"I?"
Shutong pointed to his nose, seeming a little confused.
"Well, compared with the ground-breaking existences like Jiulong Lao and Sifengyi, aren't we just floating in the sky and the earth? In their eyes, tens of thousands of years are just a passing moment."
"You...you also know about their existence?"
Shutong was extremely surprised.
"Haha, this is no secret. Those few are the pillars that keep your clan alive. Speaking of my master and you..."
Xu realized that he had made a mistake while drunk. Fei Lao's words stopped abruptly. No one dared to say anything. After a while, the old man asked softly:
"Has your grandmother ever told you about Yan Lao?"
"No, she just said that my ancestor said that I am quite talented in alchemy, and that I can go to Zhijing Cave to learn and practice. If I want to go, someone will take care of everything."
"Well, that's just me talking too much, old man. I won't mention it if I don't mention it..."
"Does Mr. Yan still know my grandmother?"
Although Mr. Fei didn't want to say more, Shutong was obviously very shocked by this matter, and he had the attitude of asking the question to the end.
Feng Ziyu was afraid that he would get into trouble if he drank too much, so he quickly pulled his clothes tightly, but the stupid man was indifferent.
"We know it, but Senior Youzhu didn't say anything, so naturally it won't be my turn. Also, if you ask about it when you go back, you can't say it was me who mentioned it! Otherwise, you will definitely not get any good results in Xingzhi Palace in the future! "
Fei Lao said with half a smile and half a threat, so that Shutong didn't know whether what he said was true or not. Only Feng Ziyu kept using his eyes to signal him to propose a toast and accept his promise, looking angrily.
"Could it be that Yan Lao and You Zhu are having an affair?"
The more I think about it, the more likely I think it is. After all, Mr. Fei has lived so long, and Mr. Yan must be the same, and it is normal for a demon cultivator who has returned to the spirit realm to be tens of thousands of years old. Who knows if the two of them have crossed paths. Where is the spark of love?
"You bastard, what are you thinking about?"
Fei Lao's angry rebuke immediately brought Qing Yun back from his drifting thoughts, and almost frightened him to the point where his three souls dispersed and his seven souls disappeared.
"Didn't you think about anything?"
"Looking at your character, I can tell you are thinking wildly."
The old man pretended to curse.
"Hmph, it's okay for you to kill people and buy goods, but you still have so many people wiping your ass. It seems that you can't keep your memory open."
"Fuck, I provoked you into messing with me!"
The young master cursed in his heart, but Feng Ziyu clapped his hands and applauded.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Fei, this kid has been eating from the bowl and looking at the pot all day long. He deserves to be punished!"
"Hey, hey, Feng Ziyu, be careful what you say!"
"Hey, what's the matter? We're not here to protect you today. Do you think you can escape from Pan Yueren's grasp with your three-legged cat skills?"
Feng Ziyu was not willing to be outdone and said sarcastically.
"Ziyu, please stop saying a few words."
Shutong quickly spoke to stop him. He was deeply afraid that the two of them would get into a drinking fight like the day before yesterday.
"Shu Tong, whose side are you on?"
"I…"
Little Fox and Long Fushi tried to persuade each other, but Fei Lao had already said what he said. They spoke softly and did not dare to say anything more. The old man curled his long eyebrows leisurely and contentedly, and said with a smile:
"Well, even though I used the 'Han Calligraphy Treasure Scroll' to steal the dead land in exchange for the sun, if I make a mistake, I will make a mistake, and if I break the rules, I will be punished."
"It's...the student realizes his mistake."
The young man seemed helpless and clasped his fists, but his heart suddenly felt relieved, because Fei Lao's tone did not seem to mean too much blame, but the old man then gave him another difficult problem.
"Don't worry, I will notify Xingzhi Palace and put the nearby villages and the entire forest under your control. You must cultivate a batch of low-level spiritual materials for me. I will also come to check from time to time!"
"Magic code!? Farming?"
Qingyun asked with a black line on his head.
"You can say that. Of course, I think it is more appropriate to use the word 'cultivate' for precious spiritual materials~"
Fei Lao laughed and took a sip, causing all the juniors to raise their glasses and toast, regardless of Qingyun, who was stunned.
"What's your expression? I didn't say I wanted you to be white."
Fei Lao's attitude towards Qingyun always seemed particularly friendly.
"Are there any credits?"
"You are dreaming! There are no credits, but I will take away some of the mature spiritual materials, and the rest will belong to you. You can use it to make elixirs or resell them, it's up to you."
"real or fake?!"
The young master looked at Mr. Fei in disbelief. Couldn't this be a lot of basic alchemy materials for nothing?
"Well, if you want credits, you can use the produced spiritual materials to make elixirs in exchange. You will definitely make money without losing money!"
Fei Laoyi slapped the table like an old profiteer.
"make a deal!"
"Okay! Ten years."
"What? Ten years? No, no, it's too long!"
The young master shook his head and refused, thinking that I came to Zhijing Cave Heaven just to prevent Hua Yumian from getting married, not to do hard work for you!
"Old man, am I going to protect you from charging? If you don't want to, I will inform Pan Yueren tomorrow and say that I don't care about your business."
"Made, you old guy, are you trying to trick me on purpose?!"
The young master cursed wildly in his heart, and his face turned red from holding back. Feng Ziyu was extremely happy to see that he was hesitant to speak.
"Student...student agrees!"
In the end, the poor young man had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.
Fortunately, Old Man Fei also said later that he was not asked to look after the garden twelve hours a day. He could just ask Village Chief Wang to do normal reclamation work, and he only needed to take care of it regularly.
Besides, if you want to be an alchemist, but you are not familiar with the medicinal properties of spiritual materials and do not practice them, how can you make a panacea that suits your needs?
Moreover, Qingyun later learned from Shutong that taking care of the medicine garden was not a hard job. It was a job that all the official alchemists in Xingzhi Palace dreamed of!
After all, Zhijing Dongtian would not give them spiritual materials for testing elixirs in vain. With this three-acre land, how many credits would he have to save, and how much rewards would he be able to earn from the sect?
At this point, Qingyun's complaints about Mr. Fei turned into gratitude. It seemed like punishment, but in fact he gave him great care, and there was even a hint of protection behind this care.
The only thing I am dissatisfied about is the time issue. After all, ten years is too long.
"How long are you? My master and his old man were invited by the Liuyun Sect to start refining elixirs. It's been the second ten years since they came out of seclusion. It just happened in the blink of an eye."
Fei Lao seemed to be able to see through Qingyun's little thoughts at a glance and curled his lips.
"You seniors may live as long as the heavens, but my life is very precarious!"
Qingyun thought to himself, and at the same time he also remembered that there were still a few Qingling Fruits in the treasure bag. He heard that Liuyun Sect was still collecting Qingling Fruits. He thought that Yan Lao might still need them, so he would have to find an opportunity to ask for them. I took him to Shoujing Palace.
PS: My good brother got a promotion and a salary increase, and I am also happy~
