Longevity, step by step to the highest
Chapter 14
Time flies, and twenty-one years have passed.
In the courtyard of Sanqiang Blacksmith Shop, two figures sit opposite each other at the table.
"Ahem..."
"This Zuiyue Brew is getting less and less tasty. Has the owner changed?"
"Well, the old owner passed away two years ago, and the one who brews wine now is his apprentice."
Wu Ping looked at Tie Sanqiang, whose hair was already completely white. He was ninety years old, which was considered a long life in this world.
In recent years, because of the conditioning of elixirs, the effect was good at the beginning, and Tie Sanqiang's body became stronger.
Later, this kind of elixir had no effect after taking too much.
In addition, Wu Ping often used the gentle spiritual energy of heaven and earth to help him comb his body, so that Tie Sanqiang could live to this age.
But recently, this effect has gradually lost its effect.
"I guessed that the old guy who brewed wine has passed away, and I am afraid I will be too soon!"
At this point, Tie Sanqiang paused, and a touch of red appeared on his old face, which seemed a bit "drunk".
"Xiao Wu, how many years have you been forging iron with me?"
"Almost thirty-three years." Wu Ping looked at Tie Sanqiang, whose face was flushed, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"I didn't expect time to pass so quickly. I'm lucky to meet you. Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive today."
"It's just that it doesn't seem good for people to live too long."
"In the future, if you want to pass on this ironmaking skill, pass it on. If you don't want to pass it on, forget it."
"The old man has always had a question..."
"Old Tie, if you have anything to say, just say it directly." Wu Ping looked at Tie Sanqiang's eyes staring at him, and made some guesses.
"Your beard is fake, right?"
"What?..." Wu Ping didn't expect Tie Sanqiang to ask such a question.
"Your beard must have been pasted on, otherwise, why is it always so long?"
"Also, your skin and appearance look no different from when you first came."
"Are you a god?"
Hearing Tie Sanqiang's trembling voice, Wu Ping laughed and tore off his beard.
"God? I'm not a god, I just live longer."
"I'm just a cultivator."
Seeing the unbelievably young Wu Ping, Tie Sanqiang's eyes lit up.
"Master!"
"Haha, I, Tie Sanqiang, have lived with Master for half my life, it's worth it, it's worth it!"
"Haha..."
Looking at Tie Sanqiang's sudden stop of smile, Wu Ping couldn't laugh anymore, and felt bad.
Although he had expected this day, it was still sad when it really came...
Wu Ping stepped forward, brushed Tie Sanqiang's eyes with his hand, and directly picked up the old body with both hands and walked towards the warehouse.
"Squeak!"
The closed double doors were shaken open by Wu Ping's spiritual power. In addition to some ironware, there was also a fine nanmu coffin.
This was specially prepared by Tie Sanqiang for himself. A long time ago, he asked Wu Ping to bury him in this coffin after his death.
Wu Ping gently put Tie Sanqiang's body in, tidied his collar, and finally took a deep look at him and closed the coffin.
The blacksmith shop was located in a remote area and was already deserted. Now that Tie Sanqiang was gone, it was even more deserted.
But Wu Ping didn't intend to let Tie Sanqiang leave so deserted. He invited a "magician" to perform a three-day ritual to send Tie Sanqiang off and burned a lot of paper money.
Wu Ping didn't know whether mortals would have souls after death.
But if there were, Tie Sanqiang should be able to see it at this time.
Even if he couldn't see it, he was taken to the "hell" and burned money for him himself, which was enough.
Wu Ping buried Tie Sanqiang outside Chang'an City, in a place with very good feng shui, without spending any money.
This place was specially chosen by Qin Shisan with his help. At this time, he had inherited the position of King Rui and was an important figure in the Qin Dynasty.
"Thank you for Lao Tie's matter."
"Don't come to the blacksmith shop again in the future. This is for you."
Qin Shisan, who was burning paper for Lao Tie in front of the grave, stopped and had a token in his hand with the words "Sanqiang" on it.
Qin Shisan was a little puzzled, turned his head and looked at Wu Ping, and his body was stunned.
He was already in the innate realm, and suddenly he was a little breathless. He seemed to see a huge iron hammer floating above his head, which could kill him at any time.
There was still a loud sound of blacksmithing in his mind, and his heart followed this rhythm and beat faster and faster...
"If you encounter any unsolvable difficulties in the future, you can come to me with this token."
As the voice fell, Qin Shisan felt that everything in front of him disappeared.
At this time, his back and forehead were completely soaked with sweat.
Watching Wu Ping's departing back, Qin Shisan feltfeeling of palpitation.
Wu Ping had said the same thing to him when he first approached Wu Ping to forge the Lingyun Sword.
It was just that now, the person he was talking to was the opposite.
After so many years of contact with Wu Ping, Tie Sanqiang could find the difference in Wu Ping, and Qin Shisan naturally discovered the mystery of Wu Ping.
At first, he thought that the other party was a hidden forging master, and then later, after he broke through the innate, the other party gave him a feeling that was so unfathomable.
He knew that Wu Ping was not as simple as a "mortal".
That unchanging face was definitely the ability of a cultivator.
Now, after the display of strength just now, that was the pressure that the Grandmaster of the Great Qin Dynasty had never given him.
And, with such strength, who knows if it is just the tip of Wu Ping's iceberg.
Although he can no longer look for "Master Wu", having such a token is equivalent to having an extra trump card to save his life.
This made Qin Shisan very satisfied.
And the reason why Wu Ping made such a decision was that Tie Sanqiang's death reminded him.
People who have been in contact with him for a long time will eventually find out that he is unusual. No matter how hard he tries to cover it up, there will be flaws.
He gave Qin Shisan the token because he didn't want to accept his kindness.
In this world, kindness is the hardest to repay.
After taking care of Tie Sanqiang's funeral, Wu Ping looked at the empty blacksmith shop with a little melancholy.
He knew that he needed some time to adjust, which was inevitable.
He was not a saint, he also had seven emotions and six desires, and living in the secular world, he would definitely experience these.
Another year passed quickly. Wu Ping did not practice this year, but only occasionally forged iron to maintain the operation of "Sanqiang Blacksmith Shop".
This year, he was fifty-six years old, with a gray beard, and some white hair in his bun, like a retired old man, living a leisurely life.
Some regular customers joked: "The old blacksmith is gone, and the young blacksmith is old too! Do you want to take in an apprentice? Can you still forge iron?"
"Dongdong!"
"Manager Wu, your letter..."
Suddenly, a strange voice came from outside the courtyard.
Wu Ping, who was lying on the recliner, opened his eyes.
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