When Chen Weiwei asked if this Soul Restoration Pill was really useful, the scholar knew that this person was already in the palm of his hand.
People in this world have completely different pursuits at different times.
When you are in poverty, you are not even afraid of risking your life for food and clothing, or for getting rich. Life is at the back.
After reaching a high level of wealth and status, life returned to the most important position.
Chen Weiwei has not yet reached the extreme of his pursuit, but he does not want to put his life second as before.
The scholar sat down and placed the jade bottle containing the Soul Restoration Pill on the coffee table next to him.
"Priests of the Great Rites Sect should know that everyone's pursuits cannot be obtained for no reason. Some need to be exchanged, and some need to be fought for."
Hearing this, Chen Weiwei asked: "What do you want me to do, sir?"
The scholar said: "Actually, what the priest is asked to do is extremely simple."
Chen Weiwei asked: "Then why don't you just say it? I want to see what this extra simple thing is?"
The scholar stretched out two fingers and gestured: "Just two words...obedient."
Chen Weiwei's expression immediately changed.
The scholar said: "Actually speaking, I am somewhat close to the priest of the Dali Sect in terms of status."
He looked into Chen Weiwei's eyes and said, "I can tell at a glance where the Dali Jiao priest's real three-layered cicada is hidden. The Dali Jiao priest probably made some guesses when he listened to me, right?"
Chen nodded slightly: "Yes."
The scholar said: "Then I won't hide it. Based on seniority, you should call me uncle."
Chen frowned slightly.
The scholar continued: "Although your triple cicada is a bit bizarre, since you have practiced it, you will naturally be counted among my Wanxiang sect. You did not directly inherit the triple cicada from Yan Beisheng, so you count The disciple of Yan Beisheng."
He raised his finger and pointed at himself: "I am the same generation as Yan Beisheng, so you won't suffer any loss if you call me uncle. After all, it stands to reason that you should call me master."
After Chen Weiwei hesitated for a moment, he actually cupped his fists and bowed: "Disciple Chen Weiwei, pay my respects to my uncle."
The scholar nodded with satisfaction.
"The biggest secret of the triple cicada is that it can be hidden somewhere on the body. If you are not a disciple of our sect and have mastered the triple cicada magic skill, it will be difficult for Duan Ran to detect it."
The scholar continued: "So even the old headmaster didn't notice when he was pulling out the triple cicada for you. Even so, I still have some admiration for you. You dare to lie to the old headmaster. You are really courageous."
Chen Weiwei said: "I'm just trying to protect myself."
The scholar hummed and then said: "It's a bit modest to say that you are protecting yourself. If you don't do it for yourself, heaven and earth will kill you. Even if you say you are climbing up for yourself, it's okay. There is no shame."
He reached out and pushed the jade bottle forward.
"I can give you things, but I need Dali to give me a guarantee."
The scholar said in a calm tone: "After all, Dalijiao seemed a little too proud before, and he liked to make his own decisions in many things."
Chen Weiwei asked: "Are you from the father-in-law?"
The scholar said: "No, that's right."
He said: "I am not Wang Luoshen's person. We have a cooperative relationship with him. When we both have benefits to gain, I can be his person. When the benefits are gone, I will no longer be his person." .”
He smiled: "After all, the people of Wanxiang Sect are all unruly. No one in this world can make us give up our hearts, and no one can make us loyal."
Chen Weiwei asked: "Then what you said, should I listen to you or Wang Luoshen?"
The scholar said: "Wang Luoshen asked me to come to see you, but you have to listen to me."
Chen Weiwei immediately said: "You are a master uncle and a senior in our sect. I listen to you and it is a matter of course."
"Hahahahaha..."
Hearing Chen Weiwei's words, the scholar couldn't help laughing.
The scholar pointed to the jade bottle: "Take it."
Chen Weiwei couldn't believe it, and he pointed at the jade bottle: "This is... uncle, are you giving it to me?"
The scholar said: "I am a very simple person. I like to give small gifts to the obedient juniors, and I like to send the disobedient juniors to hell."
Chen Weiwei immediately picked up the jade bottle, and the moment he opened the cork, a refreshing fragrance immediately poured into the nasal cavity, and then spread in the brain, making people feel relaxed and happy instantly.
Chen Weiwei wasn't sure whether this thing was useful or not. Anyway, it wouldn't be used until it was time to break the power.
So this thing is not important to him. As long as no one forces him to the moment of breaking his power, this thing has no meaning.
However, nothing in this world is absolute. It is better to be prepared than to be unprepared.
He took the jade bottle and asked, "Uncle, do you have anything else to say now?"
The scholar said: "Did I not finish what I just said?"
Chen Wei raised his head and looked at the scholar: "Uncle, what are you asking about?"
The scholar said: "I just said I would give you three gifts. The first is this garden, the second is this Soul Restoration Pill, and the third gift is not yet mentioned."
Chen Weiwei said quickly: "That's enough, that's enough. This soul-restoring pill is enough. You don't even need to give me this garden. I'm satisfied with the gift from my uncle."
The scholar said: "I am a person who always honors my words and never breaks my promises, so I said I would give you three gifts, and that is three gifts."
The scholar raised his finger and pointed at Chen Weiwei's right eye. Chen Weiwei subconsciously dodged it.
But it was meaningless. The moment the scholar raised his finger, Chen Weiwei's right eye immediately started to hurt, and the pain instantly reached Chengdu, which was so severe that his head felt like it was going to explode.
Chen Weiwei could only hold on for less than two breaths before he fell down, holding his head in his hands and rolling back and forth on the ground.
The scholar was obviously very satisfied when he saw his reaction.
He smiled and said: "This third gift for you is your triple cicada... Let me help you press it."
He said: "Although you have achieved a lot in the three-layer cicada, you learned it from Ye Luzi after all. I will plant an internal strength for you, which will be of wonderful use in the future."
Chen Weiwei couldn't bear the pain anymore, and his face was so distorted that it was difficult to look at.
He begged while rolling on the ground, just wanting the scholar to get the pain out of his mind.
"Just bear with it a little longer."
The scholar's tone was still calm and he said: "I give you this inner energy to tell you... what I said before is not false. I can control your triple cicada now and in the future."
Chen Weiwei wailed and said: "Uncle, disciple, I really remember this. I beg you, uncle, to be merciful and spare my disciple."
The scholar said: "You can't bear even this little pain. When it comes time to break the gong in the future, the pain will be ten times or a hundred times what you are enduring now. How should you bear it?"
Chen Weiwei rolled on the ground in pain, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, so he hit his head on the pillar next to him, banging it several times.
This pain was truly something he had never experienced before, and it was truly so painful that he wanted to live.
After half a moment, the pain in Chen Weiwei's head gradually eased.
At this time, his clothes were soaked with sweat.
After regaining his composure a little, Chen moved back slightly and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.
Seeing that he had almost calmed down, the scholar smiled and said in a rather gratified tone: "It's not bad. If you can survive this time, you can probably survive the next time you break the power."
Chen Weiwei was completely convinced at this time. This scholar could easily kill him with just a few movements of his hands. What else could he be dissatisfied with?
Moreover, the scholar's casual behavior is enough to prove that he is indeed closely related to Yan Beisheng's Chaoxin Sect.
Chen Weiwei leaned there as if he could only breathe, but his mind was still thinking.
In fact, although the pain just now was unbearable, Chen Weiwei deliberately acted a bit exaggerated.
He couldn't keep no cards at all, although in front of this scholar, he had no cards at all. After all, the triple cicada hidden in his right eye could be seen through by others at a glance.
"That's it for today."
The scholar said gently: "You can rest here for a while. There is no need to rush back to Geling City. No one will know about your coming here."
Chen Weiwei immediately thanked him.
The scholar said: "I forgot to tell you my name... My name is Yun Zhizhi. From now on, this place can be regarded as the place where you and I will meet. If I need you to come, someone will tell you."
Chen Weiwei nodded pretending to be powerless, as if he didn't even have the strength to nod.
The scholar stood up, walked up to Chen Weiwei and said, "My master's name is Hua Lianhua, and he is the younger brother of the master of the Wanxiang Sect. But in fact, my master is the best candidate for the master of the Wanxiang Sect."
"The Wanxiang Sect has ended up miserable here because it did not pass the master to the most correct person. In the future, under the leadership of Master, you and I, as disciples, will definitely carry forward the Wanxiang Sect."
Chen Weiwei immediately said: "Uncle Master is right, I will definitely do my best in the future to make Wanxiang Sect flourish."
Yun Zhi nodded and said: "You can rest here. I will go back to see Wang Luoshen first. I will tell him that you will not disobey his orders again."
Chen Weiwei reluctantly raised his hands and cupped his fists and said, "Thank you so much, Uncle Master. Your kindness will be remembered by my disciples."
Yun Zhi walked out, but when he was about to go out, he turned back and spoke again, his tone becoming a little cold.
"Here, you have seen me, and you are not allowed to let anyone else know about this, not even the Wang family, let alone your cronies. If you tell the truth about what happened to me or about this place, no matter how much you tell me, Who do you want to kill? You should know that I have the ability to make your life worse than death."
Upon hearing this, Chen Weiwei immediately clasped his fists and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I will never mention this to anyone. If I disobey this, I will be struck by five thunders and die."
The scholar nodded and said, "Disciples of the Wanxiang Sect should be unruly. You should understand that we have a cooperative relationship with the Wang family, not a subordinate relationship."
Chen Weiwei nodded again: "Disciple, keep this in mind and never dare to forget it."
The scholar then stepped away.
After he left, Chen Weiwei immediately fell to the ground again, gasping for air again. He was really frightened, and his reaction at this time was no longer fake.
He had encountered countless dangers in his life, but none could compare to this one.
The scholar's strength was truly terrifying, and he could be killed with just one move.
Facing such a person, Chen Weiwei didn't even have the strength to resist.
Thinking back to the severe pain in his right eye just now, Chen Weiwei became frightened. The fear was like a wave crashing on the shore, one after another, each one was so powerful that it made him uneasy.
