but...
This is what a senior paid for with his own life.
"Did that ancestor leave his name?"
Lu Dongbin silently put away his experience and Bigu Pill, and asked in a low voice.
"Ge Hong."
Wang Ye said softly.
Zhou Han and Lu Dongbin looked at each other, full of shock, but soon fell silent...
If the person who is most likely to get into trouble when refining alchemy is probably Ge Hong.
He... is the purest alchemy madman who dares to do anything for the sake of alchemy, but...
This is also their closest senior.
When they were young and first joined the Taoist sect, it was Ge Hong who taught them some of the most basic things every day. Moreover, Ge Hong had a very good personality and never felt aloof, just like... his own relatives.
Soon, Zhou Han's eyes turned red and he clenched his fists.
Even Lu Dongbin's face looked very pale. His body swayed slightly, but he quickly stood firm again.
Taking a deep breath, Lu Dongbin forced himself to appear calm and bowed slightly to Wang Ye: "Thank you City Lord Wang for being able to accompany Mr. Ge on the last journey and fulfilling his last wish."
"Thank you very much Lu."
Wang Ye shook his head: "That's right. After all, the relationship between Daomen and our Tianzhu has always been friendly. Even in the most difficult period of Tianzhu, it was Daomen who came to help us. Just saying this is nothing."
"And Mr. Ge also gave me some of the elixirs he refined."
It was obvious that Lu Dongbin, Zhou Han and Ge Hong had a good relationship, and they were in a very low mood. Wang Ye had no intention of continuing to disturb him, so he comforted him with a few words and turned around to leave.
...
All that needs to be done has been done.
I just don’t know what’s going on with Xiao Wu now.
Hope everything is safe.
Wang Ye sighed and returned to his residence.
In the originally lively room, only Xiaosi was left standing alone in the corner, like a dead thing.
There was also a layer of dust on the treadmill.
The scene of the waiter running lamely on it in the past is still vivid in my mind. Unfortunately... in the end, I still have to endure the loneliness of walking alone.
Life is like this sometimes.
When you get used to loneliness, you won't feel any problem being alone every day.
But one day, there will be a group of people around you, and it will be very lively. You may find it very noisy at first, but then you will slowly get used to it and adapt.
Until in the end, when these people leave and your life returns to its original state, the deepest loneliness in your heart will make you feel at a loss.
Sitting in the room, occasionally flipping through the Buddhist classics, Wang Ye fell on the bed and fell asleep after dark.
Although based on his current physical condition, whether he sleeps or not is not that important anymore, but if circumstances permit, Wang Ye will still eat and sleep normally, maintaining all human characteristics.
At least this proves... that he's still a human being, not a monster.
Otherwise, when one day I forget that I am still a human being, I may not be any different from those guys in Lingshan and Heaven.
In this way, Wang Ye stayed at home for a few days, reading, eating, and sleeping.
Everything seems to have fallen into a slow pace again.
In this state, his soaring mental power finally returned to gentleness, and he became more comfortable under Wang Ye's control.
Finally digested.
And in the past few days, Wang Ye went to the store to ask Lu Dongbin for advice on how to use spiritual power.
As for why you didn't ask Zhou Han...
He always felt that Zhou Han's use of mental power was not necessarily as strong as his own.
Zhang Ziliang is the think tank of Tianzhu, Maitreya is from Lingshan, and obviously Zhou Han is from Taoism.
It's just that in comparison, Zhou Han's wisdom and trump cards are all weaker.
There is nothing we can do about this.
The root of the problem is that she is like a junior fighting with a group of old Yinbi seniors. It is reasonable for her to be weak.
And I don’t know why Wang Ye always subconsciously puts Zhang Ziliang and Maitreya on the same level.
Actually speaking... Zhang Ziliang is the junior with the lowest seniority.
Some people may be born with Yin Bi attributes.
This kind of thing... is called talent.
"There's news back."
Wang Ye's phone rang, and Zhang Ziliang's voice was as calm as ever, and he said something calmly.
But you don't need to think about it to know that when the old man said this, he probably pinched his thigh again.
Zhang Ziliang is otherwise fine, but he always wants to appear calm and indifferent... What kind of disease is this?
Wang Ye complained.
"knew."
The same voice replied calmly, and Wang Ye hung up the phone.
The moment he hung up, Wang Ye became excited and waved his fist vigorously!
really!
The decision not to kill the old ghost at that time was correct. To be able to dig up such important information, the treasure house of heaven, there must be so many good things in it!
Not only do you want to pack it up, but even if you pick and choose it, you should get a lot of money!
All of this only happened because of his bravery and calmness at the critical moment, saving the old ghost's life.
That is to say...
You are the wisest one!
As for Zhang Ziliang?
Ha, it's just a striker.
Wang Ye stood up, stood elegantly in front of the mirror, straightened his clothes, and then left the room with his head held high.
I don’t know if there is that kind of hammer in the treasure house of Heaven.
Or something on the same level as that hammer.
With expectations, Wang Ye came to Zhang Ziliang's office.
At this time, Zhang Ziliang was sitting at his desk as if nothing had happened. He just glanced at Wang Ye lightly and said, "Here?"
"Um."
Wang Ye nodded lightly and sat on the sofa.
Then, silence fell.
In the quiet office, there was only the rustle of Zhang Ziliang writing and drawing on documents from time to time.
It's just that the sound is getting faster and faster.
for a long time...
"Forget it, I can't bear it anymore!"
"Stop pretending!"
"The treasure pavilion in heaven has been found!"
Zhang Ziliang threw the pen on the desk fiercely, his calm expression disappeared instantly, his face flushed, and he said excitedly.
Wang Ye chuckled: "What am I pretending to be?"
Still elegant.
"A complete treasure trove!"
"Not mutilated."
Zhang Ziliang took a deep breath and said again.
"What?"
Wang Ye's eyes widened instantly, he stood up from the sofa suddenly, and arrived at Zhang Ziliang's desk almost instantly, asking in a trembling voice.
"you sure?"
"I am sure!"
For a moment, their faces were almost touching each other, their big eyes staring at each other...
The most important thing is the same rosy complexion.
