Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 420: Weijia Village

Weijia Village

Dark clouds are shrouded, snowflakes fall from time to time, and the night is dim. There is Curayong at the entrance of the village, hovering on the wall, lighting a torch, and illuminating the surroundings.

Below, Fang Yongjie's wife was wrapped in thick clothes, waiting in the winter breeze.

"Call"

A cold wind rushed in with snowflakes, and her face hurt and turned red. The lady shuddered, her hands were tightly squeezed, and her joints were a little white.

The butler felt a chill, and quickly persuaded: "Madam, let's go in and cook, the son fell ill suddenly, madam, you can't get sick anymore."

"It's okay, the true gentleman will be there soon. I am waiting at the door, and it seems that I am sincere."

She said so, a little choked up, her eyes were red, tears were falling, she resisted, closed her eyes, her eyelashes were trembling.

The happy days are not long. In the blink of an eye, it becomes what it is today. The husband fell ill, just like the pillar collapsed. Anyone can fall, but she cannot fall.

"Boom, boom" The sound of horseshoes in the distance broke the silence.

"Who?" The man on the wall watched vigilantly. In the distance, in the wind and snow, an iron cavalry rushed forward. The guard was stunned. Looking from a distance, I saw the cavalry on the official road. In front of the brigade, a group of outposts roared in and didn't enter the village. They kept running around, seeing the situation clearly, and some people rushed back.

Soon, most of them rolled in, and the banners were raised. It looked like there were about four hundred riders, three hundred were real iron riders, and one hundred were Taoist officials wearing Taoist official uniforms. People are majestic, there is not a trace of noise in the entire army.

The leader is Pei Ziyun, and the last time I saw it, although it didn't look like a big change, it was naturally majestic.

"The true monarch is here, madam, can't you open the door?"

Someone asked in a low voice, the lady's face showed surprise, and she yelled: "This is to save the husband, how can we not open the door?"

Furthermore, with this soldier, the village couldn't resist, and the door opened right now.

When Pei Ziyun arrived at the village, he immediately jumped down and saw Fang Yongjie's wife at first sight.

"True monarch, you finally came, and your husband is saved." Madam said, her face was agitated, and she cried: "If you don't come, he won't be able to stand it anymore."

Pei Ziyun listened, and his heart sank: "Take me to see."

Turning his head to the soldiers and saying: "You bring horses in, camp and rest."

"Please come with me." The butler stepped forward and led, and said: "Your subordinate, I dare not say anything else. There are hot rice and hot quilts."

Pei Ziyun stepped inside, but the lieutenant did not answer. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen soldiers gathered in, standing scattered and listening to the orders. All of a sudden, a gust of wind and snow struck in, and the housekeeper slapped in. Chills.

Pei Ziyun smiled: "Don't worry, other people can arrange hot meals and accommodations. These personal soldiers are the rule. I don't like politeness, but as a military commander, these people cannot leave for a moment-daughter Son, can't you sit still!"

"You don't need to arrange food for my soldiers, they won't use it, just take me in to see your young master." After saying this, the housekeeper was ordered inside, and the Spurs made a dingling metal sound in the corridor. As soon as I walked into the door, I saw a small courtyard. The courtyard was full of bamboo. As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong fragrance of medicine. I settled down on the bed. Fang Yongjie lay, described as withered, pale, with sunken eyes. Dying.

In the room, the wife of the party was accompanied by the side, saluting again, and said: "Husband, the true gentleman is here."

"True monarch, please come back from the army to see me." Fang Yongjie opened his eyes, his eyes were dim, and his throat was hoarse. When he was about to speak, something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and tears couldn't help but shed: "With you Such a confidant, even if I entrust my wife and children to you, I feel at ease."

Fang Yongjie in front of him, once weak, but personable and more of a temperament, is now thinner and paler.

Pei Ziyun breathed out slowly, and was silent for a moment. Mortal life is so fragile, birth, old, sick, and death. Once an accident occurs, he can't help himself, so he can't help but sigh.

"True monarch, the original body is gradually recovering, but the child has just been born, and there is a problem immediately, is it because my life is too bad..." At this point, her tears flowed from her cheeks. Fang Yongjie, who was lying down, also choked up, trembling.

"You go first, I have something to say privately." Pei Ziyun looked at Fang's wife and said, Fang's wife stayed for a while, with doubts on her face.

"You go out first." Fang Yongjie looked at his wife, with nostalgia and worry on his face, waved his hand and said.

"Husband." Fang's wife's worried husband on the bed gritted his teeth and took a look before going out. Then he went out slowly. Watching his wife go out, Fang Yongjie's face was sad: "True gentleman, is it my birthday? Yuan is gone?"

"No." Pei Ziyun said, stretched out his hand and frowned for a long time. This body was already exhausted. With the opening of the central dragon vein, it was nourished, and the body gradually improved, and there was more hope of longevity. But now, the central dragon vein This part of it has been cut off, even being drawn.

"Someone robbed you of your vitality and luck." Pei Ziyun said coldly.

Fang Yongjie had been robbed of his bones before, but he didn't expect this to happen again.

"Why are you looking for me? I have given up my blessings." Fang Yongjie closed his eyes and asked softly: "I just want to live longer with my wife and children..."

"Because you have blessings and more blessings, but you do not have the power to protect it, it will become the source of your tragedy. People will continue to find it. Today is it, and tomorrow it may be someone else."

"True monarch, can you tell me, what is it?" Fang Yongjie looked pale and looked at it with gloomy eyes.

"Dragon Vessel!"

"Dragon veins!" Fang Yongjie's eyes lit up instantly. He was the son of Wei Wang Fanghao. He knew this. If he was a true dragon vein, even if he died, the child could inherit part of it, and he would be rich in the future.

Pei Ziyun naturally knew what he was thinking, and smiled: "It's the dragon veins, but the dragon veins of the cultivator. You do not account for a large proportion, and you are not a cultivator, so you only have the effect of prolonging your life. If you change a Taoist, it may be possible Achieve Yinshen."

All this is telling the truth, Fang Yongjie’s current ratio is a bit difficult to become a fairy.

After Pei Ziyun finished speaking, Fang Yongjie was taken aback, and then he meditated. For an unknown period of time, he gave a wry smile: "It turned out to be like this. I wonder if this immortal vein can be passed on to children and grandchildren?"

"Xianmai is an independent husband, that is to say, originally intended to enlighten a person, even if a person dies, there is a soul, how can it be inherited from generation to generation?"

"If this is the case, who of the Taoists in the past will not pass on to their children and grandchildren, will accept disciples?" Pei Ziyun said, the most absurd thing in the world is that some people think that Taoists should be born to accept disciples and give their daughters to their granddaughters.

It turns out that the first Taoist celestial teacher in the world was inherited by descendants, and even later, the descendants of descendants accounted for more than half.

In this world, if the immortal veins could be passed directly to the descendants, it would have been hereditary for a long time.

Fang Yongjie was taken aback when he heard it, and he immediately understood, and smiled bitterly: "It turns out that this is the case, that is, someone spied on my immortal veins, first took away my roots, and then wanted to take away my blessing."

"True Monarch, you are so powerful, there must be a way?"

Pei Ziyun shook his head: "Everyone is not guilty, and you are guilty of his crimes. Your biggest problem is that you have not cultivated, and it is too late. You can't keep it."

"This kind of power is weak and unbreakable." In fact, to tell the truth, if Fang Yongjie is too eager, he will definitely think that this may be Pei Ziyun shouting to catch the thief, but this is meaningless at the moment of power.

Pei Ziyun only needs to wait for a few days or ten days, Fang Yongjie is dead on his own. When he dies, he can take it with a few hands and feet. It is simpler and more labor-saving. Now let’s say in advance, just for mutual affection. .

It depends on whether Fang Yongjie can think about it.

Fang Yongjie is a very smart person. After listening, his eyes wandered, and he stopped on the copper candlestick. This was because the child was born, and the new casting was originally a festive meaning. After a long time, he stood up and bowed on the couch: "True Monarch, my life has been miserable. My father was killed and his roots were taken away. He was weak and unable to bear children. I got help from the true monarch~IndoMTL.com~ Life only improved. I didn't expect someone to take it again."

"I really can't bear this immortal dragon vein, can Zhenjun have a way to peel it off and transfer it?"

"Yes, but you are the son of destiny. If you die, don’t say it. You are alive. You have to be willing to transfer." Pei Ziyun said, in fact, if you don’t have plum blossoms, or opponents are monsters in another world, you have them. The means to deviate from this world's conventions, or they are willing and untransferable.

Otherwise, as long as you hold the Taoist and force the transfer, don’t you get it?

"What kind of son of destiny am I?" Fang Yongjie smiled bitterly, with a trace of hatred and melancholy, and said weakly: "Now I just want to live well and raise the child with my wife. I am willing, you can take it, Zhenjun. ."

Speaking like this, I hesitated for a while: "True Lord, me, can I recover?"

Pei Ziyun nodded: "Yes!"

Even if it can’t, it’s okay to see that the transfer of authority is granted to me. He said, and waved his hand: "Where are you, Daolusi? Immediately follow the map."

"Yes!" Immediately a Taoist crowd came in and occupied the hall to set up an array. Then, three hundred soldiers who had just used their meals stepped in, wearing armor suits, and their long swords and crossbow bows flickered in cold light. .

"Tell me to order, whoever dares to trespass, kill." Pei Ziyun said coldly, he is not hypocritical, no matter what, Fang Yongjie's remaining authority must be in his own hands.

"Yes!" The school lieutenant was very young. He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, revealing coldness and murderous aura. Then he repeatedly ordered. All angles in the courtyard were under the gleaming crossbow, and he carried the cold. The handle of the knife is checking the defense one by one.

As for the fact that someone broke in, I was served by a team like I and the Emperor Sword, not to mention Li Min, even the county magistrate broke in, and he killed it first.

Looking at this scene, Fang Yongjie first sighed, then smiled.