Chapter 427: Successors, Missed Twice (Please Subscribe)

However, this time, Wei Tu never heard Wei Fei's reply again.

His palm, which was held behind Wei Tu's back, gradually became cold and lost its temperature.

"Dad!" Siblings Wei Xian'er and Wei Ping on the side suddenly realized something. They knelt down, looked at Wei Fei's body on the bed, and burst into tears.

Among the two, Wei Xianer cried the most sadly.

Even though he knew when he came that Wei Fei would not live long enough to die, he still couldn't hide the sadness in his heart when he saw this scene.

After all, father and daughter have been separated for more than two hundred years.

The only person present who didn't look sad was Wei Fei's successor.

However, no one blamed this, because everyone knew that the middle-aged woman was able to marry Wei Fei back then, not because of her emotional foundation, but more because of the benefits of becoming the wife of a real person.

It is inevitably a luxury to expect them to treat each other sincerely.

However, after Wei Fei passed away, when the middle-aged woman excused herself to go to the kitchen to cook, Wei Tu found that she was also in the house, secretly wiping away her tears.

Obviously, his state of mind is not as calm as he appears in front of others.

"After death, if there are still people who care about you, then it is not really death."

"Second brother, you are still alive."

At night, in the small courtyard of Wei Zhai. Wei Tu drank alone and offered sacrifices to Wei Fei.

He glanced at Wei Fei's coffin placed in the lobby, smiled, raised the wine cup, and touched it in the air.

"Second brother, there is a saying about reincarnation in this world. Although I don't know whether it is true or not, I think... if you can, can you wait for me in Huangquan for a while, and then reincarnate after our charity club gathers."

"Perhaps, my brother Wei will become an immortal one day and can go to hell, so that you can also benefit from it and achieve enlightenment and ascend together."

"Forget it, you guys, it's better not to wait for me. I guess the eldest brother has already left. When you go, remember to tell the eldest brother that Hongying is doing well now and is already the True Lord of Jindan."

When Wei Fei was alive, Wei Tu didn't know what to say to Wei Fei, because the gap between their realms was too great, and the only topics they could talk about were the few decades of their mortal lives.

However, after Wei Fei died, Wei Tu found that there were still many topics he could talk to Wei Fei about.

In other words, Wei Fei's death touched Wei Tu's heart as much as Xinghua's death.

He was the first comrade to die who had been with him for many years on his path to immortality.

In addition, Wei Fei's death meant that he no longer had an intimate person to talk to over wine.

"Second brother, have a good trip!"

Wei Tu stood up, picked up the jug and poured wine on the ground three times, then bowed deeply to Wei Fei's coffin.

The bowing ceremony is over, and the spirit worship ceremony is also concluded.

Wei Tu rolled up his sleeves, put away his wine bottle, and prepared to return to his guest room to meditate.

But at this time, Wei Ping, who was crying in the mourning hall, got up and walked to the small courtyard.

"Uncle Wei, although my father is no longer here, my nephew still has the courage to have a drink with his uncle."

Wei Ping, who was wearing mourning clothes, bowed and saluted.

Seeing this scene, Wei Tu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He looked carefully at Wei Ping in front of him for a few times, then nodded, took out the wine vessel, and poured a glass of wine for Wei Ping.

"Thank you uncle for taking this seriously."

Seeing that the wine was filled, Wei Ping was not polite, directly held the glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Keep drinking!"

Wei Tu shook his head and smiled. He flicked his sleeves and took out a few more bottles of good wine. At the same time, he used his magic power to refill Wei Ping's wine cup with another glass of wine.

At this time, Wei Ping dared to have a drink with him, and his intention was naturally clear based on his experience in the world.

However, except for secretly saying "Wei Ping is not worthy of his father, but of his mother", he did not feel disgusted with him.

On the contrary, it is more important.

After all, his parents asking Gu and Wei Ping to come to him to look for opportunities are two completely different things.

This boy dares to fight and has courage. As an uncle, of course he is willing to help him within his ability.

Wei Tu was also happy to see that after Wei Fei passed away, there would be successors to the Wei family.

Therefore, while drinking, Wei Tu, a third-level high-level alchemist, also quietly put some precious second-level elixirs into the wine.

When he first drank it, Wei Ping didn't notice much of the medicinal properties in the wine, but after drinking for a while, he felt the banging energy and blood in his body... No matter how stupid Wei Ping was, he knew there was something in the wine.

However, Wei Ping did not expose Wei Tu's move. He pretended not to know, and while using his magic power to refine the medicinal properties of the wine, he became a drinker and drank with Wei Tu.

It's a pity that Wei Ping only drank less than a bottle and a half of wine before he felt drunk and fell unconscious on the stone table in the courtyard.

A few days later, when Wei Ping regained consciousness and woke up, he found that he had slept in the house, and the building inside and outside the courtyard was already... empty.

"Mom, where is Uncle Wei?"

Wei Ping hurriedly got dressed, ran out of the house, and asked the middle-aged woman.

"And my sister, where is she?"

Wei Ping added another sentence.

Although Wei Tu and Wei Xian'er didn't spend much time with him, he already regarded them as his family in his heart.

Especially Wei Tu...

His kindness to him is no less than that of an immortal who guides mortals to practice.

"Uncle Wei, you just left an hour ago. As for your sister... she is still on Lingyan Island and has not left. She just went to the clan affairs hall to report."

The middle-aged woman replied.

"Uncle Wei is gone?"

After hearing this, Wei Ping felt a sense of loss.

In his heart, besides his parents, Wei Tu was the person he respected the most.

However, not long after the loss, Wei Ping noticed the changes in his physical condition, and his face was filled with joy again.

At this time, not only did his realm break through from the initial stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building, but he also condensed two blood pills from the newly learned "Hundred Meridians Blood Forging Art".

It can be said that in just a few days, his strength has gone from the bottom of the previous foundation building to the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.

Even, it can be compared with some weak late foundation building.

"Uncle Wei, don't worry! I, Wei Ping, will help my father complete the unfinished journey! Don't let him regret it in the underworld."

Wei Ping looked out of Lingyan Island and silently made his first ambition on the road.

...

An hour ago, Wei Tu left Wei's house, not because he pretended to be mysterious and refused to meet Wei Ping again after he sobered up, but because his spiritual sense sensed the arrival of a familiar person outside Wei's house.

Outside Lingyan Island, Wei Tu escaped in an instant, and with the speed of Yuanying, he directly blocked the fleeing woman in white dress in the distance.

The woman in white dress had a graceful figure, wearing a hat, and her true face could not be seen clearly, exuding the unique aura of the late Jindan period.

"Even if you are a Taoist friend with great magical powers, it is not a good thing to stop me in the sphere of influence of Shengya Mountain." Seeing that her way was blocked, the woman in white dress was forced to stop in the air. She frowned slightly and said with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

"You..." At this moment, Wei Tu didn't know how to address the woman in white dress in front of him. He paused and had to use the word "you" as a reference.

"You came to Lingyan Island this time, I think you also know that my second brother will die soon..."

Wei Tu said after a pause.

"Wei Fei is a guest elder of my Zhao family. I came here to see him off for the last time. Is there any problem? Master Wei?" The woman in white dress's voice became colder.

This statement made sense, and Wei Tu could not refute it, so he could only nod his head.

"In this case, please make way for me, Master Wei."

The woman in white dress said again.

Hearing this, Wei Tu was silent and did not reply.

Seeing this scene, the woman in white dress was not polite, and she flew past Wei Tu again, and fled far away.

After a while, Wei Tu recovered. He turned around and looked at the figure of the woman in white dress from a distance, watching her leave Lingyan Island.

That time, after parting under the moon, he did not keep this woman. This time, he should do the same.

After all, even if he is the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, he cannot bear the responsibility of blocking her path.

"I don't know when this immortal path will end."

Wei Tu sighed lightly, flicked his sleeves, and left Lingyan Island.

On the path, although he and Wei Fei had a big gap, one was the Yuanying ancestor, and the other was only at the foundation building stage before his death, two major realms apart, but in fact, the difference between him and Wei Fei was only the difference between those who walked ninety steps and those who walked half a hundred steps... neither of them reached the end of the immortal path.

And to seek the immortal path, it was destined that he could not live as freely as Wei Fei did when he was alive.

For example, today, if he were Wei Fei, he would probably have married a beautiful woman long ago.

…

The direction Wei Tu flew away was different from the direction the woman in white skirt went. His destination this time was Fengzhou of Xiao State where Yan Xiaolan was.

At the Ningying Ceremony, Wei Tu had thought about going to Shengya Mountain to ask about the path of transformation, but with the presence of the "old predecessor" of the Red Dragon Ancestor, he had almost understood the path of transformation.

Therefore, after the trip to Lingyan Island, his next destination to Xiao State was changed to Fengzhou of Xiao State.

After all, compared with asking about the "illusory" and temporarily inaccessible path of transformation, Yan Xiaolan's life was more worthy of attention.

Last time, when he and Yan Xiaolan parted ways, the spiritual poison he gave Yan Xiaolan had a time limit of 100 years, but this was only an approximate range and was not accurate.

Once it was "accidentally triggered", it might break out early.

In addition, when he fled Xiao State last time, he left too hastily, and the safety measures he laid out for Yan Xiaolan were not very perfect.

In other words, the third-level hidden formation where he was hiding might have loopholes if it was operated for a long time.

This alone required Wei Tu to set off early within the 100-year time limit.

…

On the other side.

The woman in white skirt who parted with Wei Tu paused for a while on the way to Shengya Mountain after leaving Lingyan Island.

She turned her head and looked behind, and saw that there was no escape light flying again, and her jade face immediately showed a trace of loneliness.

"Maybe, I really missed it."

The woman in white skirt murmured softly, she took off her hat and threw it into the sea, then started the escape light again and disappeared above the sea.