I am a late bloomer in the world of immortality

After asking Shan Fang, Wei Tu walked to the bedside and took Shan Wuju's pulse.

There is no separation between medicine and martial arts.

After practicing martial arts for so many years and recuperating Xinghua's body, Wei Tu could barely be considered a third-rate doctor even though he was not proficient in medical knowledge.

"As Brother Yan Gong said, in old age, nothing but medicine and stone can cure you."

Wei Tu sighed secretly and began to use his internal strength to regulate Shan Wuju's body.

He wanted to extend Shan Wuju's life, but he was unable to save his life, but he still had the ability to use his internal strength to stop Shan Wuju from dying immediately.

Time passes slowly.

A quarter of an hour later.

Shan Yangong broke into the living room. When he saw Shan Fang, his face was full of anger, but he did not get angry immediately and only glared at Shan Fang a few times.

The two of them sat at the head and end of the bed respectively.

Silently watching Wei Tu's movements.

After waiting for half a quarter of an hour, Shan Yangong broke the silence in the living room. He frowned and looked at Wei Tu and asked, "Brother Wei, what are you doing?"

He didn't understand why Wei Tu kept putting his palm on his father's chest.

"I am using my inner energy to recuperate Master's body."

Wei Tu gave a simple explanation.

at this time.

He is thirty years old.

He is an eighth-grade military attache and has a certain background and strength in the city of Qingfeng Mansion.

A thirty-year-old external martial arts master with inner energy, although he is considered a martial arts genius, he is only limited to one place.

Over the years, he, Fu Zhizhou and others, in addition to inquiring about the legends of the immortal family, also inquired about some information about "innate martial arts masters" and learned some common sense.

Many martial arts masters who have achieved the title of martial arts master will find their sense of energy and internal strength in their thirties or forties.

Of course, these so-called "many people" are only limited to the top twenty in each township martial arts competition.

Therefore, counting down, there are not many external martial arts masters with internal energy in Shannan Road, at least there are nearly a hundred people.

And Wei Tu happened to be seventh in the Shannan Daoxiang martial arts examination in the 27th year of Qing'an.

At the age of thirty, he has inner energy and is not obtrusive. There is no need to worry about "the wood is showing off in the forest".

"Inner Qi?" Shan Yangong was startled.

As the only son of Shan Wuju, he knew very well that Shan Wuju's life-long martial arts ambition was to find the sense of Qi by practicing Zhuang Kung Fu and enter the "Qi Sensing Realm".

But he never thought that what his father Shan Wuju had not accomplished in his life, Wei Tu, who was only thirty years old, had already accomplished it.

"No wonder..." Shan Yangong had a complicated look on his face.

At this time, he finally understood why Shan Wuju treated Wei Tu so well and almost raised Wei Tu as his second son.

Wei Tu is the person who fulfilled his father's martial arts final wish of Shan Wuju.

BMW, carved bow.

The two treasures of a martial artist.

All the single martial arts examinations were presented to Wei Tu.

The value of these treasures is at least three to four hundred silver.

the other side.

When Shan Fang heard Wei Tu mentioning her martial arts realm for the first time, she was also startled. She was glad that she had not acted rashly just now.

The magical effect of inner energy.

Although she has never seen it with her own eyes, she has learned about it through various novels and rumors.

Although it does not have the ability to live the dead or make flesh and bones, it can still make people who are dying return to their original state of mind...

Time for a cup of tea has passed.

As an old cough sounded, the Shan Yangong brother and sister were shocked, and their eyes focused on Shan Wuju again.

this moment.

The expressions of the brother and sister were completely opposite.

Shan Yangong looked surprised.

Shan Fang's face turned pale, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Dad." Shan Yangong shouted "Dad" and then stood up to help Wei Tu, lifting Shan Wu up and maintaining a semi-lying position.

"Thank you, Brother Wei." Shan Wuju thanked him, and then turned his attention to his children.

"Thanks to Brother Wei's help, I still have a chance to speak..."

Shan Wuju sighed, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Dad, my daughter is wrong." Upon hearing this, Shan Fang couldn't sit still anymore. She lifted up her skirt and immediately knelt on the ground, crying.

"I won't scold you either." Shan Wuju took a few breaths, his chest rising and falling.

"It's me, the father, who didn't teach you well." He took the responsibility on himself.

Next.

Shan Wuju did not reprimand Shan Fang, but in front of everyone, he began to arrange the issues after his death.

First of all, Shan Wuju arranged the matter for Wei Tu - he said that he gave Wei Tu a green horse, a golden back sword, and three treasured bows. It was called a loan, but in fact it was a gift.

The descendants of the Shan family cannot go to Wei Tu to ask for property because of this.

These few words fell.

Naturally, Shan Yangong and his sister had no objections.

Money is nothing but a trivial matter.

The favor that falls on Wei Tu is a big deal, it is the real guarantee that the Shan family's wealth will last for decades.

The two siblings knew this.

In addition, even if they were brave enough, they would not dare to go to Wei Tu and "seize food from the tiger's mouth" from Wei Tu.

Then, Shan Wuju talked about the arrangements for Shan Gao, the little woman who had taken care of him for more than ten years.

Shan Wuju gave Shan Gao two choices, one was to remarry and leave home, and he would return home with a gift of money, the other was to let Shan Yangong provide for her and die in the Shan family.

Shan Gao hesitated for a moment, then chose the first option, remarried and left the Shan family.

Shan Wuju was not angry about Shan Gao's choice, but asked Shan Yanggong to help Shan Gao choose a good family and give him fifty taels of silver as a gift when he left.

at last.

Only then did Shan Wuju talk about the arrangements for his own property, that is, the arrangements for Shan Yanggong's brother and sister.

"Yan Gong, you are the eldest son, and you will inherit all the property and house in the family."

"As for the money on the books, you take 30% of it and give the rest to your sister."

"Yiwu is a good boy."

he said.

When Shan Yangong heard this arrangement, he said "ok", then turned to look at Shan Fang aside, waiting for Shan Fang's answer.

This distribution plan is beneficial to him and he will not refuse it.

"My daughter agrees." Shan Fang clenched the letter in her palm and said with tears.

Nowadays, Shan Wuju thinks of his father-daughter relationship and does not criticize her too much. Instead, he shares 70% of the money on his books with her.

Of course she wouldn't refuse.

"That's good." Shan Wuju smiled and looked at Wei Tu, "Brother Wei, it's time to get rid of your internal energy. It's time for me to leave."

He lived to be more than seventy years old before dying of old age. He was happy and mourning, so he would not feel sad.

"Yes, Master."

Wei Tu nodded and removed his right hand from Shan Wuju's body.

next moment.

Shan Wuju, who was half lying on the bed, his face quickly lost its luster, and his raised arm instantly dropped and fell on the bed curtain.

"father!"

A loud cry sounded.

This cry did not come from Shan Yangong, but from the mouth of Shan Fang who was kneeling on the ground.

Shan Fang got up from the ground and threw herself on Shan Wuju. She hugged Shan Wuju's arm and mourned endlessly.

"Dad, my daughter is wrong, my daughter is wrong, please come back to life..."

"If you scold my daughter, she will feel better. If you scold me, she will feel better."

…

…

Several days passed.

Shan Wuju was buried in the ravine of Shanjiazhai, Sanyuan Township, together with Shan Min, who passed away a few years ago.

Before Wei Tu left Shan's house, he went to Shan Yangong and asked for Shan Wuju's spiritual plaque and incense burner to be placed in the living room to worship his master Shi Ming.

To this.

Shan Yangong was naturally happy and did not refuse Wei Tu's request.

After returning to Fucheng, Wei Tu asked a carpenter to carve Shan Wuju's spiritual tablet.

He put the two spiritual tablets together, placed them on the altar table in the outer hall of the living room, and worshiped them day and night.

Just like Shan Wuju did during his lifetime.

…

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, another two years have passed.

In the past two years, it is worth mentioning that as the eldest brother of the four brothers, Kou Liang finally found Qi when he was thirty-six years old and advanced to the "Qi Sensing Realm".

And shortly after this year's Xuanhe Building gathering ended, Wei Tu also felt that he had made a new breakthrough in his martial arts realm.