Five years ago, they asked me to go to the battlefield as usual, and I gladly accepted and fought everywhere.
Three years ago, Rome invaded.
Now that the world is at peace, they feel the time has come, and I feel the same way.
What Wei Xi is best at is patience. It was the same in his previous life and it is still the same now.
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The mountains are thousands of feet high, with white clouds in the distance, black tiles, red woods, and palaces everywhere.
The three of them came riding on a cloud. Wei Xi half-crouched on the edge, leaning over to look at the scene below that looked like a fairyland on earth, his eyes full of curiosity.
The house was magnificent, like a palace from a legend. From time to time, people were flying in the sky, riding the clouds like the gods from legends. Everything was so exquisite and dreamy.
This is the world my husband longs for.
"Disciple, this is our Huangling Sect."
The female monk next to her touched her head, half squatted down, and introduced herself to Wei Xi very cordially.
"That's the main hall. On weekdays, the elders of the sect usually discuss and resolve any major events in the main hall. That's the square. Those who have anything to announce will gather there. That's the Dharma Transmission Hall, which has many Huangling Sect techniques. That's the Pill Pavilion, where you can exchange various kinds of pills."
She is Wei Xi's master Huayu Zhenren, who has reached the Jindan stage. Wei Xi doesn't know what the Jindan stage is, but judging from her magic of flying in the clouds, she must be very powerful.
Wei Xi asked: "Is there any elixir that can change one's aptitude?"
"." Master Huayu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course there are, but they are extremely precious and require a lot of merit, or you have to win the sect competition. So you must practice well to have a chance to get the bone-cleansing and marrow-cleansing elixir."
"Well, Xier will definitely practice hard." Wei Xi nodded, clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of determination.
Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Wei Xi successfully broke through the foundation-building stage, and gradually emerged in the sect, achieving good rankings in several small competitions.
The life of a cultivator was not as beautiful as he imagined, and was even a little cruel. Endless cultivation, continuous fighting, and repeated injuries. She learned magic, learned to kill, and learned to maintain the ability to fight even if her hands and feet were broken.
At the beginning, Wei Xi often hid in the quilt and cried while holding the clothes her husband gave her before they left. Later, she gradually got used to it, and cried less and less.
Wei Xi was lying on the bed holding a pill in his hand. The pill was the size of a thumb, green in color, and crystal clear.
She finally got what she wanted and obtained the Marrow Cleansing Pill. It is said that taking it can change one's aptitude and increase the speed of cultivation.
"From my husband. From my father."
Wei Xi stayed up all night to write two letters of more than ten pages, then carefully packed the pills and envelopes, and then stuffed a lot of gold into the envelopes and handed them to the crane responsible for delivering the letters. Perhaps because there was too much stuff, the crane flew a little unsteadily.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Wei Xi waved goodbye to the crane and watched it leave. Then he sat with his knees hugged and waited quietly for the crane to return.
I watched the sunrise thirty times, but the crane still didn't return.
"Disciple."
Master Huayu appeared behind her and took out two letters from his sleeves.
"A letter from your family."
Wei Xishi, who was almost sleepy from waiting, jumped up from the ground, took the two letters excitedly, and held the envelopes with his mouth wide open.
"Thank you, Master."
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