1545 The wise Mr. Wei

A second-entry courtyard in Kongling Mountain.

In the reception room.

Two foundation-building monks were sitting on the two simple Kaixiang wooden Taishi chairs at the bottom. One was old and the other was young. The old one was already in the stage of foundation-building, but he had an aura of rotten wood all over his body. The other young one was already in the sixth year of foundation-building. layer, one step away from entering the later stage of foundation building.

The two of them are the ancestors and patriarch of the Wei family in Changxiang, one of the ten villages under the Fu family's rule.

The ancestor of the Wei family was currently closing his eyes to rest.

Patriarch Wei could bear it at first, but after two hours, no one came to see him, so he couldn't help but become impatient, and he glanced outside the living room.

The courtyard was empty, not a single spiritual flower or grass was seen, and no spiritual trees were planted. This was completely different from the Zhu family, a seventh-grade family he visited before.

He couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

This Fu family is said to come from a barbaric land. Now it seems that it is true. It has no family heritage at all. If it were not for the fourth-level spiritual vein in Kongling Mountain, it would not be comparable to that of the Wei family.

He came closer to Mr. Wei and said through the message:

"Grandpa, since the Fu family doesn't want to see us, let's go. Look at the situation of the Fu family, if we take that..."

"Snapped!"

The words were not finished.

Patriarch Wei received a slap on the face.

Patriarch Wei covered the swollen left side of his face and closed his mouth in grievance. It was obvious that he was used to being slapped. At this time, Mr. Wei's closed eyes suddenly opened. He glared at the shrinking head of the Wei clan with hatred, and sighed longly:

"When I came out, I told you that you only cared about eating and not fighting. With you like this, how can I safely leave the Wei family in your hands, huh?!"

Before the Battle of Million Mountains begins.

The Wei family is also ranked among the five foundation-building families in Qilin County. However, after the previous Wei clan leader led his clan into the Million Mountains, no bones were left. Ten foundation-building monks were lost in one fell swoop, and only Mr. Wei was left in the clan. As well as the current leader of the Wei clan, the current Wei family is supported by the foundation-building perfection of Mr. Wei, but he only has ten years of life at most. When his life span is exhausted, if the Wei family does not find a way out, it will After three years of birth, he will be devoured by the aristocratic family until no bones are left.

Chief Wei quickly said:

"Grandfather, if this time... we will definitely be able to get a life-extending elixir. In this way, you will be able to break through the golden elixir. The Wei family will still have to rely on you to repeat the glory of their ancestors!"

"Why….."

Mr. Wei shook his head.

Coming to the Fu family this time is a blessing and a disaster. If you are not careful, you may encounter the disaster of annihilation. Things are not that simple. Moreover, he is so old that he has already missed the opportunity to attack the golden elixir. If he is forced to retreat, he will most likely end up dead.

"People are coming."

Mr. Wei frowned, stood up from his chair, and looked out the door.

outside the door.

Fu Siyuan, who was looking upright, strode in.

When Mr. Wei saw this, he quickly lowered his head. He found out that the head of Qilin County was a female cultivator. When he saw that he was not the person he wanted to see, he couldn't help but feel disappointed, but he didn't show it on his face. He saluted Fu Siyuan respectfully. Bow:

"Senior Fu, I am the Wei family in Changxiang..."

"No need to introduce yourself. The gatekeeper has already told me your origins. Tell me, what is the purpose of your visit?"