Longevity: I, Cao, Can See The Prompt

Chapter 115

After a while, Cao Wei opened his eyes, and as soon as he stood up, there were three light knocks on the door.

Then a voice as crisp as a yellow warbler sounded: "Master, do you want to wash up?"

"Come in." As soon as Cao Wei finished speaking, there were more than a dozen maids in light clothes and thin shirts carrying basins and holding clothes. They were divided into two rows, and they walked in slowly under the guidance of a female nun who looked like she was in her twenties. .

"This job of serving others, why bother you, please sit down." Cao Wei took a look at the Qi Refining nun with dark clouds and apricot face, and invited to sit down.

He took out the tea pot, scooped a little into the teapot with a teaspoon without haste, and then took out a jade bottle containing spiritual water. With a little magic power, the spiritual water in the bottle boiled in an instant .

After pouring another cup for the other party, he picked up the teacup and took a sip to moisten his throat.

The female cultivator squatted sideways slightly, made a blessing, and said, "Junior Ning Meng, thank you uncle for the tea."

After saluting, she sat down gracefully.

"Ning Meng? Brother Dandian Ning Yan Lin Ning who are you?" Cao Wei thought for a moment and asked.

"To tell you the truth, Junior doesn't know that Uncle Ning. It's good tea, with a long-lasting fragrance, and one sip will make you feel like you're in the misty clouds." After Ning Meng said, she picked up the teacup, took a sip, and took a sip. There was a lip print outline on the wall.

"Have you ever drank this tea?" Cao Wei asked.

"Fang's Wushan Que Tong, I was lucky enough to drink it once when I was in Sect. But this tea is really too expensive, one or twenty middle-grade Spirit Stones, not for a Qi Refining cultivator like this!" Ning Meng He nodded and said.

This Wushan bird tongue is just ordinary, not the one or two Wushan Azure Dragon worth 300 Spirit Stones that Ji Ruoshui used to entertain him.

The Wuyin Peak where the Fang family is located is the most abundant in spiritual tea, which is a major income of the family, and Cao Wei has a good relationship with Fang Fu and his son, so naturally they have to take care of each other's business.

The best spiritual tea in the Wuyin Peak is called 'Wuyin', which is produced by two 1,400-year-old tea trees, and only about four taels can be obtained each year.

These high-grade spiritual teas were all purchased by Sect, and they were dedicated to the ancestors of Xiaguang, and not even half of the leaves flowed out.

Of course, there are not only these two thousand-year-old tea trees in the Qingxia Sect. The sacred mountain of Sect is like a forest, so there is no shortage of one or two thousand-year-old tea trees. It's just that these are shared by Sect Nascent Soul and a group of Gold Core cultivators, while Foundation Establishment cultivators can only get a little reward after they have made great achievements.

Tea is something that calms the mind and clears the heart, and it has the miraculous effect of assisting the cultivation of the cultivator Divine Sense. High-grade spiritual tea has always been a rare and scarce thing.

Secondly, there are three or five kinds of spiritual teas such as Wushan Azure Dragon, whose output is only five or six catties per year, and most of them are enshrined to the Gold Core real people in Sect, and the Fang family only keeps a small part for their own use or for external use. sell.

The first class again is the second-order spiritual tea of ​​Wushan Que Tong, and this level of spiritual tea is the main source of income for the Fang family.

Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivators may have to be considered twice when purchasing, but Cao Wei, who is good at pill refining, does not lack this Spirit Stones on hand. After a year, buying three to five catties is still affordable.

As for the worst ones, there are more than a dozen low-grade Spirit Stones tea leaves per catty. These can only be regarded as leaves.

Whether it is the Gold Core or Foundation Establishment family, there are one or several families in the family that are not profitable, but can do long-term business.

Cao Wei also thought about what he would do to make a living if he founded a family. If he relied solely on pill refining to maintain the family's existence, the Preceding Entry Stage would be okay, but if it lasted for a long time, it would be putting the cart before the horse.

For the cultivator, after the family is stable, it should be beneficial to itself, instead of sacrificing its own practice, to protect the fledgling juniors in the family.

If so, then this kind of family is just a flash in the pan.

Therefore, the vast majority of Foundation Establishment cultivators who are forging ahead will not start a family. Firstly, there are not many younger generations worth cultivating, and secondly, they themselves do not have the energy.

The two drank tea and chatted for a while, and then Cao Wei asked, "Did Liu fellow daoist wake up?"

"He probably hasn't woken up at this moment. If the helmsman is drunk, he usually wakes up around noon. After waking up, he will enjoy two or three hours with the beauties enshrined from all over the place. When the sun goes down, he will wake up again." If you want to have a banquet and drink freely, you will still look drunk for seven or eight days after ten days." Ning Meng covered her face and smiled.

"Liu fellow daoist's life is called a fairy life, but there are so many things in this helm, it's hard for you disciples." Cao Wei grasped the golden lotus that was lightly flirting under the table, and held it to his chest.

With this lift, the skirt fell to the ground like a gauze fan, revealing her straight and slender calves.

"Uncle Master, what are you doing?" Ning Meng said softly, biting her lip lightly.

Cao smiled and said nothing, holding the golden lotus in his hand, he stood up.

"En." Ning Meng sighed lightly, and immediately clung to her.

"The master and nephew have trained their muscles and bones well, so they can open and close like this with ease."

Ning Meng's ankles rested on Cao Wei's shoulders, and she stood still on one foot. Her waist was like a willow, bending out a pleasing arc, making her figure even more majestic.

"Uncle Master didn't even remind me, my hamstrings are a little stretched." Ning Meng complained a little.

"Is it Master Uncle? It just so happens that Master Uncle's massage techniques are most suitable for pushing the uterus and promoting blood circulation."

Cao Wei put his arms around the beauty's waist and stood up.

The dozen or so maids who had come to wait for the wash put down their belongings and walked over. Most of them faced the doors and windows, like a screen, covering the figures of the two of them.

There were only two people left, and they walked to Ning Meng's side for support.

It took Cao Wei a lot of effort, it took a whole hour, until a few cows mooed outside the door, and he had to heal the cramp calf for this nephew.

It's just that he may not be good at medicine, so he used a little more force, and this person still twitched a little.

In order to make up for it, Cao Wei left a bottle of Huang Ya Dan, and then, under the service of several maids, he washed it a little bit, and after he was dressed neatly, he opened the door and walked out unhurriedly.

"Brother Wei, it's not appropriate for you to disturb people's dreams this early in the morning, right?" Kui Ao laughed.

The panther at the side also roared, walked up to Cao Wei, sniffed, and sneezed several times.

"Kui fellow daoist, Brother Cao is willing to help others."

Not far away, a large sedan chair carried by eighteen healthy women in colorful clothes came at a fast and steady speed.

Lying on the brocade couch with his head resting on the beauty's knees, Liu Mingxuan stood up and stretched, with a bit of bewildered look on his face.

"Liu fellow daoist got up so early?" Cao Wei said through voice transmission.

"The two fellow daoists are here, why does Liu get up late as the owner of this place?"

Liu Mingxuan took the tea brought by the maid, rinsed his mouth, casually spit it into the cup, and lifted the brocade quilt. I saw one of the maids raised her head, swallowed a bit, and then half-kneeled, putting on a green shirt for her.

"I drank a little too much yesterday, I forgot what you two came here for, and made you laugh." Liu Mingxuan jumped up from the big sedan chair, and landed gracefully in front of Cao Wei.

Under the green shirt, this person was only wearing simple casual clothes.

"Liu fellow daoist, you're being polite. It's not a big deal. I just need to trouble you to stamp this letter to prove that I have been here with Kui Ao." Cao Wei spread his hands and took out a notebook.

After Liu Mingxuan took it, he opened it, glanced at it, and saw the rakugo and seals of Yanshan County, Nanyang County and other sub-rudders on it, and just like the former, he took out a pen and ink and wrote a line or two on it. Words, and then signed at the end, stamped with a seal.

"Thank you fellow daoist Liu." Cao Wei took the certificate and returned it to Kui Ao.

"It's just a little effort." Liu Mingxuan laughed.

At this time, Ning Meng also came out after her calf cramps eased, Yingying turned sideways and saluted, "Meet the rudder master, Uncle Cao, Uncle Kui."

Liu Mingxuan looked at the man's disheveled eyebrows, and showed an intriguing smile to Cao Wei, and said, "Cao fellow daoist is so lucky."

"It's my concubine, I would like to thank Master Cao for his guidance. It's just that I still have some cramp in my calves, so I'm afraid I need to trouble Master Cao more." Ning Meng looked at Liu Guang with her eyes, and covered her face with a smile.

"Mr. Nephew Fang is also working very hard. Mr. Cao is just giving a helping hand, which is nothing. Since Mr. Nephew is not feeling well, it is my duty to do so." Cao Wei said seriously.

He appreciates this kind of junior who is hardworking, self-reliant and self-reliant the most.

"Since Cao fellow daoist is not in a hurry to leave, he should stay longer, so he can teach as much as he can. Liu and nephew Ning's father are good friends, but it's a pity that they lived in Youyun ten or twenty years ago. In the great swamp, brother Ning was buried in the belly of the black snake, and I was also poisoned by the poisonous miasma of the dark water, so I had no choice but to leave Sect and return to my hometown to end my life, unable to take care of my niece." Liu Mingxuan said.

Cao Wei kept a comfortable smile on his face, and nodded in agreement. Seeing that Ning Meng's expression changed slightly, he took another look at the hint words, only to see [ Qi Refining middle stage: ...] [Sick: ...] and other words appeared on this person.

Push Divine Sense a little bit, and after a closer look, I already have a bottom line in my heart.

This Master Nephew Fang is the fourth Spiritual Roots cultivator, who first entered the Qi Refining middle stage, and is actually thirty-two years old. However, as a cultivator, he has been well maintained and does not show his age. He still looks like a young girl with a beautiful face.

Since her father died in Yaoyu more than ten years ago, all the relics left in Immortal Cave have been inherited by that Qi Refining late stage elder brother, and she didn't get anything.

However, with the help of Foundation Establishment Dan, her elder brother failed two consecutive Foundation Establishments. On the third time without the help of Foundation Establishment Dan, her elder brother forced a breakthrough. Dantian Meridians were severely injured, and soon collapsed.

For the Foundation Establishment, this person has already exchanged his Magical Item and other valuables for Spirit Stones and bought Medicine Pill, leaving only two empty storage bags.

Ning Meng, a fourth Spiritual Roots cultivator who was lucky enough to join the Qingxia Sect because of his father's protection, naturally had a difficult life after losing his father and elder brother. Even at the age of 30, the Cultivation Base has not yet reached the Qi Refining late stage.

According to the door rules, she had no choice but to leave Sect, either to do some heavy chores, or commit herself to marry the Foundation Establishment cultivator as a concubine.

In desperation, she thought of her father's former friend Liu Mingxuan, and then came to South Korea's Yong'an County sub-helm.

It's just that human feelings are like paper, and they are thin even if they are not used.

As a Foundation Establishment early stage cultivator, Liu Mingxuan is already 180 years old. He uses Magic power to forcibly maintain his appearance, so that he looks young. Otherwise, if it is normal, his face should already have wrinkles and his hair will grow back.

This person saw that Ning Meng was so beautiful, although because of his relationship with his father, he couldn't use any strong methods, but he had hinted it over and over again.

After all, as a female cultivator, she couldn't be compared with those mortal women in the world, so it's no wonder Liu Mingxuan was tempted.

And this Ning Meng, who was unwilling to spend the rest of his life in the secular rudder, learned that Sect had a master uncle coming, so he came to take a look early in the morning.

Cao Wei has just turned 40 years old after Chinese New Year. For a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he is at the peak of autumn and spring, and there are nearly two Hundred Years left in the future.

He and Liu Mingxuan were similar in appearance, but between the two, one was born like the scorching sun, full of vigor, and the other was like the setting sun on the western mountain, already full of vigor.

What's more, this person is addicted to drinking and sex, he has no restraint at all, and he has been seriously injured, so there is no normal lifespan for the Foundation Establishment cultivator, at most he can live to be over two hundred years old.

Ning Meng naturally couldn't understand how to choose.

"Cao fellow daoist, today I have arranged a banquet for the two of you, please." Liu Mingxuan invited.

"Liu fellow daoist, please wait a moment. The lord ordered me to take Kui Ao to the secular sub-helm. I need to find an evil cultivator and get rid of him. I wonder if there is a suitable one here in Yong'an County? After finishing these chores, you and I Only then can you drink and have fun with peace of mind." Cao Wei politely declined.

"May I ask which hall did the fellow daoist worship in? I forgot whether I asked or not." Only then did Liu Mingxuan come back to his senses, and smiled apologetically.

"Cao is worshiping in the alchemy hall, I wonder which hall disciple Liu fellow daoist is?" Cao Wei laughed.

"Student of the Artifact Hall, but Liu's practice is not much better, and his attainments in refining artefacts are mediocre. Cao fellow daoist still puts the order of Master Ji Hua first, and there are banquets at any time." Liu Mingxuan cupped hands said, Flipping out a book, he handed it over.

"Realist Ji Hua passed away nine years ago, and now the master of the alchemy hall is Master Xuezhu." Cao Wei said with a sigh.

During the speech, he checked the other party with prompt words, and seeing words such as [Surprised: ...] [Suddenly: ...] appeared, which did not seem to be fake, and he felt a little relieved.

Then he took the book and flipped through it, his brows furrowed slightly.

Among the hundreds of pages of books in this area, there are more than 400 reports about cultivators and ghosts reported by various government offices, but most of them have not been processed, and the earliest even dates back to seventeen years forward.

So it's no wonder that when the Law Enforcement Hall inspects, the Liu fellow daoist will be reprimanded for his incompetence, and his annual Spirit Stones salary will be cut.

Cao Wei turned to the last few pages, and picked out a mission for a temple of prostitution in the mountains.

(end of this chapter)