Evergreen Immortal

Time is not a factor in cultivation, and another autumn has come.

There are more and more masters in Qinghe City.

People in Qinghe have also experienced the happiness of Lord An Ning, and even the tea vendors on the street can chat with him. Yesterday, a seventh-rank warrior drank a pot of tea at his home.

To people from other counties, he unconsciously has a little more superiority.

"Hey, Master Li."

A young vendor walked up flatteringly.

Li Rui smiled and said, "Do you recognize me?"

"You are seventy years old and broke the eighth rank. Everyone in Qinghe knows this. Don't you remember that you drank noodle porridge at my stall before?"

Li Rui looked at the flag with "Zhou Ji Porridge Shop" on the straw shed.

Then he remembered.

When he was still a groom in the Zhu family, he loved to come to this porridge shop to drink noodle porridge for a while.

Nothing else.

The boss is honest. Every time he sees a poor person, he will deliberately add a little more porridge.

For people who do a lot of physical labor, being full is a big deal.

"Where's your father, Xiao Zhou?"

Li Rui remembered that the previous owner of this porridge shop was clearly a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, who looked not much younger than Yang Yong, even though he was weathered.

The young man said sadly: "My father got sick last month and died."

"He died."

Li Rui sighed softly.

When he first came to this shop to eat porridge, he had just become a horseman, and the original owner of this porridge shop was still a teenager.

When they met again, they were already separated by life and death.

"Give me a bowl of noodle porridge, no need to add more, now I don't need that bite."

"Okay."

The young man was ecstatic.

He immediately asked the young woman under the noodle stall to scoop a bowl of thick noodle porridge.

He was used to eating delicacies from land and sea.

The taste of noodle porridge was really bland, but Li Rui still ate it with relish.

He drank it along the edge of the bowl.

When other diners at the noodle stall saw it, they all exclaimed that it was authentic.

This is the way of eating that only people who have been hungry know.

"Master Li, are you satisfied with this porridge?"

"It still tastes the same."

Li Rui smiled and fumbled in his arms for a long time, then smiled bitterly: "Keep the bill first, a young man will come to pay tomorrow."

The young man waved his hand quickly: "Master Li came to my house to drink porridge, this is a great blessing, how can I charge money."

Let alone such a high official as Li Rui.

Even the unemployed people in the county government are the ones who eat without paying.

He just wants to make a good impression.

Li Rui didn't say much, stood up and thanked him, and walked northward on the street.

Is it because he has no money?

No, it's because there is too much money.

To be precise, it's too big. The smallest one is a silver ingot, and the stall owner can't find it at all.

As for the uncle in the storybook, he casually threw a silver ingot.

But he couldn't bear to do it.

Crossing Nanluo Street, he arrived at Liutiao Lane.

Li Rui clearly remembers every brick and tile here.

If you walk three times a day for fifty years, you will remember it too.

That's right.

The largest house with five entrances in Willow Lane is the Zhu family.

Li Rui feeds horses and passes this lane every day, so how could he not be familiar with it.

After a while.

A huge red door with the words "Zhu Mansion" written on it appeared in front of him, but it was different from before. There were money paper and soul-guiding banners in front of the door.

The presence of these two objects at the door means that someone in the family has passed away.

Li Rui has been in Zhu Mansion for fifty years and has seen such scenes too many times.

The money paper is a memorial and salvation for the dead, hoping that they can be rich and prosperous in the underworld, and the soul-guiding banner is to guide the dead to the place of rest.

"This money paper should be hung on the left, alas."

Li Rui stepped into the Zhu family.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a group of people from the Zhu family kneeling in the courtyard in mourning, sobbing and wailing, and the spirit tablet read "The spirit of the late Zhu Ping".

Yes, Zhu Ping is dead.

In fact, Zhu Ping should have died a year ago.

The Red Refining Woman slaughtered the Zhu family. Zhu Ping was not good at martial arts. His heart was broken in that battle. It was not obvious at first. When he coughed up blood and found the problem, it was too late to save him. He has been relying on strong medicine to survive until now.

Zhu Ping died, and the Zhu family didn't even have an old man who could take charge and understand the rules.

That's why they hung the wrong money paper.

The deceased was a man, so he should be hung on the left.

No wonder Zhu Ping wanted to live even though he was tortured by illness every day.

Without him, the Zhu family would probably fall apart.

Li Rui just walked in.

Zhu Yue came up to him: "Mr. Li, my father passed away so suddenly. I hope you can forgive me for the poor hospitality."

"No problem, thank you for your hard work."

Li Rui nodded to Zhu Yue.

Zhu Yue came back to preside over the funeral, which was unexpected by the Zhu family.

If Zhu Yue didn't come back, I'm afraid they would have fought over the division of the family property and couldn't even set up the mourning hall.

"He has matured a lot."

Zhu Yue has lost his immaturity and has become a head of the family.

I heard that Zhu Yue has left Huaqing Sect.

From then on, he is no longer a disciple of Huaqing Sect, but the head of Zhu Family.

The hometown that he once did not want to return to has finally become Zhu Yue's prison.

Li Rui is older than Zhu Ping.

There is no reason for elders to burn incense for the younger generation. If he just stood there and watched for a while, he would teach Zhu Yue to rearrange the mourning hall.

This is how he looks.

Zhu Yue looked at Li Rui gratefully: "Mr. Li, I was young and impetuous before, I'm sorry."

"It's all in the past."

Li Rui waved his hand indifferently.

This is the good thing about being old, not holding grudges.

"The road ahead will be difficult. If you have any problems, you can tell me and I will help you if I can."

Li Rui said that he would help if he could.

Qinghe is not the same as before. The Zhu family has already declined and must be struggling. He doesn't mind helping with small favors, but if he offends someone he shouldn't offend, he will naturally not stand up.

Zhu Yue's heart warmed: "Thank you, Mr. Li."

During this period of time.

He has seen a lot of indifference in human relationships. Before, he was a disciple of Huaqing Sect. When he came to Qinghe, he was of course the center of attention.

But now that he has become the head of the Zhu family, even Zhu Ping's funeral was deserted.

Li Rui is one of the few people who came to pay their respects.

After staying for about half an hour, Li Rui looked at Zhu Ping's token again.

This is the second head of the Zhu family he sent away.

"Life and death are impermanent. Only by fighting to cross, otherwise no matter how prosperous your life is, you will end up with a handful of yellow soil."

"Immortal way. Longevity."

Li Rui seemed to have some enlightenment in his heart.

On this day.

Ge Hong knocked on the door of Li's house excitedly.

When Li Rui opened the door.

Ge Hong was excited: "I did it, I did it, brother Li, we agreed to drink, so we can't miss it."

Li Rui looked at Ge Hong.

Soon he found that there was a very weak fluctuation of true qi on Ge Hong's body.

It was the sign of willow tendons.

"Congratulations!"

Li Rui smiled and bowed to congratulate.

A year ago, Ge Hong felt that the bottleneck was loosening, and it took a full year before he really broke through.

It shows how difficult it is to break through willow tendons.

There are actually very few people who are as relaxed as Li Rui.

He can feel Ge Hong's qi because Ge Hong has just started to cultivate true qi and has no special qualities. The quality is far behind Xuanqing qi.

Of course, even if he succeeds in moving qi, it is still far behind.

Li Rui has Changchun Gong and Longyou Jiuxiaotu. In terms of grade alone, there are not many people in the world who can surpass him.

So he can see other people's qi, but not the other way around.

It belongs to blood suppression.

Ge Hong felt that the moon was shining after the clouds were cleared. In the past ten years, he had tried every possible way to break through.

If it weren't for the sixth-grade elixir given by Ning Zhongtian, it might have taken another ten years.

This is why wealth is ranked first.

Good talent also requires resources.

He was even more grateful for his decision to leave the Iron Sword Martial Arts Hall.

"Let's go, have a drink!"

Li Rui was also happy from the bottom of his heart when Ge Hong broke through.

It was the kind of relief to see a good junior with a promising future.

Ge Hong did not look down on Li Rui because of the gap between him and Li Rui due to the breakthrough. In fact, when he broke through, the first person he came to was Li Rui.

It's not easy to find a close friend.

Li Rui first went to Zuixianlou in the city to book a private room.

When Ge Hong came, Wei Ming's big head was the first to show up. To Li Rui's surprise, Ning Zhongtian also came to celebrate in person.

But it was normal after thinking about it.

After Ge Hong broke through, when his position was determined, he would most likely be Ning Zhongtian's subordinate, and the one with only one level difference.

Ning Zhongtian rarely attended the drinking party of Ge Hong and Li Rui before.

That was because the level difference between the two sides was too big, one was the eighth rank and the other was the sixth rank, so it might not be a good thing to go.

But now that Ge Hong has broken through, he is qualified to be taken seriously by Ning Zhongtian.

Interpersonal communication.

Equal strength is the first priority.

Otherwise, even if they were brothers in their youth, they would become strangers after growing up with different status.

Ge Hong called Wei Ming and Ning Zhongtian.

For this kind of party, the fewer people there are, the more useful it is, and the more they can communicate with each other.

Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to talk with a large group of people in a smoky and chaotic atmosphere, and the wine would be wasted.

Ge Hong would naturally do it, but not today.

The three of them sat down.

Ge Hong then looked at Ning Zhongtian tentatively: "Boss Ning"

Ning Zhongtian was originally a generous person, and laughed: "Brother Ge, today is to celebrate your breakthrough, there is no need for a boss, you are the boss."

"Yes."

Ge Hong grinned.

In the past, Ning Zhongtian would never say such things to him.

After the breakthrough, he also changed from a close person of Ning Zhongtian's faction to a person who could be a confidant.

Ge Hong broke through.

Naturally, he became the object of toasts. Wine is a good thing. Even for warriors, there is wine that can make warriors drunk. At most, it costs more money.

After three rounds of wine.

The atmosphere quickly became warm and they became brothers.

Li Rui was the oldest, and Ning Zhongtian even called him Brother Li for a long time.

Ning Zhongtian was already seven-tenths drunk.

He lowered his voice and said to the three people: "The military and political assessment of our guard will begin in three months. I heard that Jiang Touer asked the Ministry of War for several positions."

He looked at Ge Hong and Wei Ming again: "You two have to fight for me!"

He did not mention Li Rui in what he said.

It's because these positions are all seventh-grade, and Li Rui can't fight for them even if he wants to.

Ge Hong's eyes lit up.

He knew that Wei Ming, the seventh-rank general, had waited for five or six years.

If he could perform well in the competition, coupled with Ning Zhongtian's operation, he could even get a good position.

"God help me!"

Personal ability is important for promotion, but timing is equally important.

Li Rui listened silently, his heart moved slightly.