Chapter 22: I Want to Teach the World the Way of Immortality

The next day, at noon, Ji Yi's car came outside the temple again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Behind the living room, the two sat half a foot apart.

"Didn't the proceeds of papermaking have been given to you half a month ago, could it be that Mo Gongzi has used it up again. Tsk, don't say it. The stockings you made are really a treasure for men, and after those beauties put them on, they are really plain and a little more enchanting. ā€

"If you are willing to give me a few more pairs of stockings, my son will not mind giving you a daughter." As soon as Ji Yi entered the room, he chattered. As he spoke, he showed a **** smile on his face, and winked at Mo Chen, looking like you know.

Mo Chen rolled his eyes, this was not the first time the two had dealt with each other. As the two got acquainted with each other, and discussed some topics of beauty from time to time, Ji Yi's attitude towards him was not afraid, as if he was a friend, and the two always joked with each other.

As for stockings, ahem.

Mo Chen was very bored at the beginning, and when he was testing the difference in the thighs of the Fengluan sisters, he had an idea to think of the item. He searched for a long time before he found a special kind of silk and made two pairs of stockings for the two.

Although the stockings of the two sisters were all coaxed by Yue Liuli later, they were seen by Ji Yi, who came to visit. Ever since I saw stockings, Ji Yi, who only loves swords and beauties all his life, has never forgotten it.

It's a pity that when it comes to the little devil in the hands of Yue Liuli, how can it be spit out again. Because of Ji Yi's unbearable reputation outside, Yue Liuli strictly forbade Mo Chen to reveal the manufacturing process of stockings to Ji Yi to prevent him from harming the ignorant little beauty.

Yue Liuli even used a beauty trick on Mo Chen for this reason, which made Mo Chen's heart feel dark and at the same time, Ji Yi's friend had already been thrown out of the clouds. Ji Yi's heart was itching with hatred, but he was helpless.

"Tsk, I met the Fengluan sisters today, they are still virgins, you can't have a problem in that place." Ji Yi looked at Mo Chen, with a pitiful expression on his face, looking really embarrassed for you, only to see that Mo Chen wanted to throw this bastard out.

Mo Chen gave him a roll of his eyes, and said with a solemn expression: "Help me spread a message to the world, in June this year, I will teach the way of immortality in Zixiao Mountain, a hundred miles west of the Yingdu of Chu State." Anyone who is destined in the world can come to hear the sermon."

"Bang."

The tea cup in Ji Yi's hand rolled weakly to the ground, making a crisp sound.

His eyes were fixed on Mo Chen, and he asked tremblingly after half a sound: "The way of immortality, is there really a magic method of immortality in this world?" ā€

In the past six months, he has sent people to find the secret realm of Loulan and the inheritance of Chiyou, but what he got is nothing more than an ethereal legend. No one has ever seen the Loulan Secret Realm, and no one knows the whereabouts of the Chiyou inheritance. But Mo Chen told him that he wanted to teach the world the way of immortality.

"Cultivating the way of Qi cultivation, the innate realm, has a lifespan of two hundred years. Five Qi Dynasty Yuan, there are four hundred years of longevity. The golden elixir that is once realized can have a lifespan of 800 years. You say, is this the way to immortality? Mo Chen had a smile on his face, looking at Ji Yi's frightened expression, enjoying it very much.

Let you bastard tease Lao Tzu, and now you are being molested by Lao Tzu in turn.

"Eight hundred years of longevity, isn't that a fairy figure like Peng Zu?" Ji Yi stood up suddenly, stared at him in disbelief, and said distractedly.

Everyone knows that Peng Zu lived for 800 years, but for people, it is just a beautiful legend, because no one has ever seen someone who can live so long.

Now Mo Chen told him that 800 years of life is not a legend, so how can Ji Yi be calm. If it were someone else, he would just take it as a joke at most, but Mo Chen's words made him think deeply, after all, this is not a mortal.

In the past six months, the various technologies that have emerged from Mo Chen's hands have opened Ji Yi's eyes. Although most of the technology fell into the hands of the Yue Linglong sisters, it did not affect his mood.

"Exactly." Mo Chen's face was calm, and he smiled.

As for the realm after Jin Dan, he didn't tell Ji Yi, because the upper limit of this world's accommodation is Jin Dan. Once you surpass Jindan, you will be forced to soar.

Ji Yi looked flattering, rubbed his hands uneasily in front of him, bowed down and said, "Master Mo, Uncle Mo." Can you leave a place for the small. ā€

"Go and go, it's so disgusting, Uncle Ben is not as good as Longyang." Mo Chen had a disgusting expression on his face, waved his hand, and said like a fly: "Don't forget, spread this news to the world, otherwise you won't let Uncle Ben see you in the future." ā€

When Ji Yi heard this, he instantly understood what Mo Chen meant, and if he did things well, he would naturally have his own place. With a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden, he pinched his orchid fingers as his daughter's makeup, pinched his throat and said, "The slave family obeys." ā€

"Gross, get out!" Mo Chen looked at Ji Yi with such a demeanor, threw the tea cup in his hand towards him, and yelled.

This bastard dares to deliberately disgust himself. You wait later, Lao Tzu will let you understand what the fear of domination is.

Ji Yi dodged the teacup with a dodge, and when he saw Mo Chen's thunderous action, he laughed proudly and left.

Two months later, the mansion of the Sun family of Qi State.

In the mansion, a middle-aged man dressed in a fancy costume, holding his young grandson in his arms, teased his pink little face, and heard his grandson's giggles, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Behind the old man, a young man in his twenties stood respectfully. The man looked at the happy appearance of his grandfather and grandson, the smile on his face could not be concealed, and he said, "Father, you just came back from the court, and you don't rest for a while. ā€

"When I see my precious grandson, no matter how tired I am for my father, it is gone. Isn't it, Wu'er. The man teased his grandson, and the smile on his face became even brighter when he heard his giggles. As he spoke, his voice changed, and a little anger appeared on his face, and he said, "Your brother, where is you now?" ā€

When Sun Shu thought of his youngest son, he couldn't hold back the raging anger in his heart. Among his several heirs, the grandson in front of him reassured him the most, he was already in a high position in the temple at a young age, and he added a grandson to his house.

But the youngest son Sun Bing disappointed him, and Sun Bing, who is now sixteen years old, wanders the streets and alleys every day, with those rangers, and loses the prestige of the Sun clan of Qi State.

"This." Sun Ping thought of his younger brother, and for some reason his face showed a look of embarrassment. He pondered for a moment, not knowing how to speak.

When Sun Shu saw his face, his expression instantly darkened, and he roared angrily: "That rebel, did you do something rebellious again?" ā€

Seeing his father's angry appearance, Sun Ping hurriedly bowed down and said, "Father, don't be angry, my younger brother has not been out at home for more than three months. ā€

"Huh." When Sun Shu heard this, the anger on his face instantly disappeared, and a different color flashed in his eyes. How could his own son not understand that with Sun Bing's active temperament, he couldn't sit still for more than three months, even for half a day.

Then, thinking of Sun Ping's embarrassed look, his face became gloomy again, and he said coldly: "Then why did you squeak and whine before and didn't explain to your father whether he had caused a big disaster outside." ā€

With a somewhat wry smile on his face, Sun Ping could only tell his younger brother's affairs. Since Sun Bing heard the story of "Jianghu" in the market more than three months ago, he has been fascinated by practicing qi and martial arts. In the past three months, he has rarely gone out, and has been practicing the way of qi training and martial arts in his own small courtyard.

"Son, son." When Sun Shu heard this, he immediately jumped like thunder.

This son of a scumbag actually listened to the words of the market and became obsessed with the way of qi training, so can he believe the words of such a ridiculous warlock? The more Sun Shu thought about it, the more angry he became, handed over the grandson in his arms to Sun Ping beside him, and then strode into the room, took a sword, and walked towards Sun Bing's mansion with a gloomy face.

When Sun Ping saw his father take a saber and rush to his younger brother's house, he was so anxious that he jumped to his feet.

Their Sun family is proficient in military aristocracy, their father in the early years with the army in the army of a hundred battles learned the art of fighting, and now is in the prime of life, usually three or five strong men are not close, if this is angry, really hurt the younger brother, but how is it good.

Although Sun Bing does not learn and has no skills, the relationship between the two is excellent. Sun Ping thought of the next scene, hugged his son Sun Wu and hurried up.