The Strongest Qi Refiner

The area of ​​the Qin family mansion is not too large, but apart from the four buildings inside, most of the area is occupied by a garden full of plants from the gate all the way forward.

Green vegetable gardens, meadows holding cattle and sheep, and clear streams dug by hand.

These landscapes make the Qin family mansion not look like a big family, but a park.

Fang Yu walked forward unhurriedly under the guidance of a servant.

Although it hasn't come for many years, the Qin family mansion has not changed much.

Fang Yu glanced at the vegetable garden on both sides, and Qin Wudao's appearance when he was young came to mind.

Qin Wudao was abandoned by his family and he was only ten years old.

He stood on the street begging, his stubborn but compelling appearance, still fresh in his memory.

Only Fang Yu took Qin Wudao away and led him to live for nearly ten years.

In Fang Yu's heart, Qin Wudao has a very similar character to him.

But it is a pity that Qin Wudao has no spiritual roots...that is, as the saying goes, he has no talent for cultivation.

People without spiritual roots are not necessarily unable to cultivate, but the difficulty of cultivating must be more than a hundred times more difficult than others, and hard work may not be rewarding.

Therefore, Qin Wudao himself did not intend to embark on the road of cultivation.

During those ten years, Fang Yu taught Qin Wudao more about the principles of life and the wisdom of handling things.

Ten years passed in a hurry.

At the age of 20, Fang Yu sent Qin Wudao back to the capital and asked him to do what he wanted to do.

Later, Qin Wudao returned to the Qin family, punished those who made him an abandoned son, and succeeded in taking power, reversing the Qin family's declining trend and rising again.

Today's Qin family is firmly standing at the top of the secular world in the northern capital.

This is also the ultimate Qin Wudao can do as a mortal who cannot practice.

"Mr. Fang, sir...It's on the second floor of this house." The servant bowed and said.

Fang Yu raised his head and glanced at the building in front of him. It was a small two-story house with an extremely simple appearance.

Fang Yu stepped in.

There was no one on the first floor, so Fang Yu walked up the stairs directly to the second floor.

In the front is a living room with two people standing in the living room.

One was Qin Lang who had just called Fang Yu, and the other was Qin Yimo who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Qin Yimo was wiping tears, but Qin Lang saw Fang Yu at a glance.

"Mr. Fang!" Qin Lang walked forward quickly, his eyes flushed.

"Where is your grandpa?" Fang Yu asked.

"He's on the balcony...Except you, he doesn't want to see anyone anymore." Qin Lang said with moist eyes, "We can stay here only after begging him several times before he agreed..."

"Well, I'll go see him, you can go downstairs and wait." Fang Yu said.

"...Okay." Qin Lang nodded and turned to look at Qin Yimo.

Qin Yimo's eyes were red and swollen. He glanced at Fang Yu, shook his head, and whispered, "I'm going to wait here! In case Grandpa wants to see me later..."

"Go down first, if he wants to see you, I'll let you know." Fang Yu said.

Qin Yimo bit his red lips, wiped the tears from his eyes, took a deep breath, nodded, and then went downstairs with Qin Lang.

Fang Yu looked at the front balcony and walked forward.

When he came to the balcony, he could see Qin Wudao lying halfway on an easy chair, staring blankly at the scene outside the balcony.

His face was wrinkled, his bones were as thin as wood, and he was too old.

Qin Wudao in Fang Yu's memory still stayed at the time Qin Yimo was one year old 24 years ago.

Qin Wudao was in his early sixties at the time, and among the mortal crowd, he was considered older.

But at that time, there was no trace of oldness on his face.

Now that twenty-four years have passed, Qin Wudao can't even see the slightest anger on his face.

This change surprised Fang Yu.

"You finally came."

Qin Wudao tilted his head slightly and looked at Fang Yu, tugging at his wrinkled face, revealing a slight smile.

"I said before your lifespan runs out, I will meet with you, and I will never break my word." Fang Yu said.

"Fortunately, I can still hold you here." Qin Wudao's voice was extremely hoarse.

"It didn't take long for me to come here. It took about three seconds." Fang Yu said, raising his right hand and saying, "Did you see this ring on my finger? This is called an ethereal ring, and I embedded it in it. A teleportation technique can transfer thousands of kilometers in a short time."

"Haha...I'm dying, you still poke me at this painful spot where I can't cultivate." Qin Wudao smiled.

"I didn't mean it." Fang Yu said with a smile also.

Qin Wudao laughed twice, then coughed violently.

"I remember that when you called me in the first half of the year, you were very angry. It has only been half a year, why did it happen suddenly?" Fang Yu asked.

Qin Wudao shook his head, glanced at Fang Yu, and said, "You may not understand... But for mortals, being old is just a momentary thing."

"I really didn't expect it." Fang Yu said, "I taught you a set of exercises before. If you do it well, I expect you to live to be at least ninety-five years old. But you are only 80 years old this year. ?"

"Since five years ago, I couldn't do that set of exercises." Qin Wudao said, "The movements inside are somewhat difficult for my old bones."

"This is the problem." Fang Yu said, "You should have kept going."

"Ah... Almost. I lived for 87 years, almost done." Qin Wudao said, "Living to death, living alone for too long will only increase pain. This is the truth you told me."

"That's relatively speaking." Fang Yu said, "For me who have lived for thousands of years, longevity is indeed a painful thing. But your 80-year-old, extended to more than 100 years, only It can be regarded as longevity and blessing."

Qin Wudao smiled, did not speak, looking at the scenery ahead.

Fang Yu also looked forward.

In this direction, one sees one mountain after another.

At this time it was evening, the sun was slowly setting, and the clouds in the sky showed a crimson color.

"Do you really want to live longer?" Fang Yu asked, looking at the clouds in the sky.

"I don't want to... If the Qin family hadn't grown up with enough outstanding people, I would have gone with Qinglian 40 years ago." Qin Wudao's face withered, but his eyes were still clear and bright.

At this time, his eyes showed the color of recollection.

The shadow in my memory has been waving to him.

This time, he didn't want to, and couldn't let him down anymore.

"The will...I have made it. I will pass on the position of Patriarch to Yimo." Qin Wudao said, "Now the Qin family is still in a precarious situation~www.ltnovel.com~ If you like, please help. A bunch of Yimo."

Having said that, Qin Wudao coughed violently.

"Don't worry, from the time you sent Qin Yimo to Jiangnan to see me, I knew you had an abacus in your heart." Fang Yu smiled faintly and said, "Qin Yimo, I will definitely help."

"My efforts over the years have not been enough. The enemies of the Qin family have not been cleaned up, and there are problems within the family...This is what I worry about the most." Qin Wudao tried to turn his head and looked at Fang Yu.

"Since I have agreed to help Qin Yimo, I will naturally eliminate these enemies." Fang Yu said.

"These things shouldn't trouble you anymore." After Fang Yu agreed, Qin Wudao breathed a sigh of relief, his voice lowered a lot, "It's a pity that my energy has been exhausted."

"People's energy is limited, you don't need to blame yourself for this." Fang Yu said.

Qin Wudao's eyes were half closed, as if he was exhausted to the extreme, he was about to fall asleep.

But at this moment, he seemed to think of something again. He turned his head to Fang Yu and asked, "Can someone really go to another place after they die?"

"Of course, as long as fate comes, you will definitely meet Qinglian." Fang Yu replied.

"That's good." Qin Wudao turned his head and watched the sunset gradually falling into the hillside in the distance, and said slowly, "Thank you, Brother Fang, goodbye."

The name of Brother Fang made Fang Yu suddenly feel that Qin Wudao had returned to his youth.

But in the next second, Qin Wudao's vitality completely dissipated, but Fang Yu came back to his senses.

Qin Wudao closed his eyes and a faint smile appeared on his face, as if he was only temporarily asleep.

"I hope you can really see Qinglian." Fang Yu patted Qin Wudao on the shoulder and turned to leave the balcony.