Yangcheng, the head office of Qimen Dunjia private high-end spa club, the headquarters of the gatekeeper.

Wei Lao walked through the crowd in the hall on the first floor.

He was obviously walking in the crowd, but the people around him didn't seem to be able to see him or feel his existence, and what was even more strange was that people within a meter of him would inexplicably subconsciously retreat.

In front of him, the road ahead seemed to be forever unimpeded.

He walked straight into the elevator and went up to the top floor.

Above the building is a garden about half the size of a football field.

In the garden, a small wooden building and an artificial spring are quiet and elegant.

There is a pavilion next to the small building, a middle-aged man with long hair in coarse linen clothes is making tea, he looks handsome and gentle, and is pouring tea pets with freshly brewed tea, while raising a glass alone.

"Young Master." Wei Lao screamed softly.

The man in sackcloth didn't look back, and beckoned: "Old Wei, sit, come and taste the tea eyebrows just sent by the Heavenly Master's Mansion." ”

Wei Lao sat opposite the man in Mai, took a sip of the tea handed by the man, and his eyes lit up.

"The Heavenly Master's spiritual tea has been planted?"

The Mai man smiled and nodded: "Well, this is the first batch, and one was given to me as soon as it matured, although it is not of great use to us, but it can also play a role in nourishing essence and replenishing qi." ”

Rao is Wei Lao is well-informed, and he can't help but be surprised: "It's useless to us, but for people who have just embarked on the path of cultivation, it is a rare immortal product, this cup of tea, I'm afraid it is enough for an ordinary person to be reborn and get close to the avenue." ”

Realizing the preciousness of spiritual tea, he looked at the discarded tea that overflowed the unicorn-like tea pet, and felt a lot of pain: "Tyrannical things! ”

The Mai man drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, and said helplessly: "Tea is tea, no matter how extraordinary it is, it is also used to drink, and the people who can drink this tea do not care about its effect, and those who care about its role are not qualified to enjoy it. ”

"If he hears it, he can't blow his beard and stare at you?"

Wei Lao remembered the big inventor with a strange temper on Longhu Mountain, couldn't help but joke, thought about it, and added:

"I guess I'm going to have to strike you with thunder."

The Mai man smiled knowingly: "He can really do it." ”

After the laughter, there was a brief silence in the gazebo.

"Does the glutton make any moves?"

The Mai man asked suddenly.

Wei Lao shook his head lightly: "Except for a low-level gluttonous ghost from the Sword Mountain Hell, the others have not yet emerged." ”

"What about people?"

"Dead."

The man in sackcloth leaned back slightly, leaning back on the bamboo chair, his fingers lightly tapping on the armrest, thoughtful.

Wei Lao didn't bother, and quietly tasted the precious spiritual tea that was abandoned by the man in sackcloth.

"It seems that we have to push it again, let Hong Xingzhi and them come back first, Xiao Lin alone should be enough, after the death, they should be very cautious in the short term, the previous plan is meaningless."

The Mai man pondered.

Wei Lao was a little unwilling: "Just let them lurk in Los Angeles like this?" Ye Lufeng said that he had found an unjust soul that was one step away from the ghost, and I suspect that they made it. ”

"It's not surprising that they made a real ghost, but it doesn't matter, they can't set off the wind and waves."

The Mai man was light-hearted and didn't take such a trivial matter to heart at all.

Wei Lao was silent for a moment and asked about other things: "What did those people say?" ”

"Sweep the snow in front of your door." The man in sackcloth sneered: "Hasn't it been like this since ancient times? If it weren't for the common enemy of gluttonies, it would be good if they didn't fight themselves. ”

"Can they still hold their breath now?" Wei Lao was very surprised by this.

The man in sackcloth shook his head: "How many people do you think will be able to see the situation in the future?" Very few! Except for the Heavenly Master, the Shaolin Abbot, the Hanyang Liu family, and the Jiangnan Lu family, who made it clear that we would help at any time if we needed it, the other sects all chose to watch the fire from the other side, and they felt that they couldn't burn themselves anyway. ”

"Ignorance!" Wei Lao scolded angrily.

"That's fine, they are not ignorant, and the gatekeeper will not be so strong, let's just say Xiao Lin, if it weren't for the short-sightedness of the previous head of the Lushan faction, I was afraid that he would be driven out by the master, I still can't find someone suitable to take charge of the injured door."

The man in sackcloth comforted Wei Lao who was angry.

Wei Lao nodded, gradually calmed down, and then suddenly said: "By the way, I found a good seedling in Luocheng, who was born in Buddhism, and has some relationship with quitting greed. ”

Hearing this, the Mai man became interested.

"There are not many people who let Wei Lao evaluate him as a good seedling, how can he be excellent? Let's hear it. ”

"Not only did he grope for a few days to cultivate to the seventh rank of the Jianghu Warlock on his own, but he also received the blessings of the four saints in the Four Divine Temples." Wei Lao said with a smile, but it was quite a kind of meaning to pick up a treasure.

Unlike when he was in Los Angeles, Wei Lao at this time did not hide his love for Jiang Kai at all, and he had an unobstructed view in front of the Mai man.

Hearing this description, the man in Mai, who had been lightly pointing at the country before, was slightly in a trance.

Wei Lao looked at the reaction of the man in Mai, and was secretly satisfied, God knows how uncomfortable he was holding the shelf at that time, and I was surprised to see you.

"However, I have always been a little puzzled, how did he get the four blessings, even you, in order to cross the threshold of the half-immortal, it took a hundred years to explore the other three avenues before the road was opened, how could a young man in his twenties have so much time to study until he converted what he learned into his heart and belief?"

Seeing that Wei Lao's face was full of puzzlement, the man in Mai also thought for a while, and after a long time, he spoke:

"Old Wei, do you know what the biggest injustice is in the world?"

Wei Lao shook his head.

"It's from birth, all roads lead to Rome, but some people are born in Rome."

The man in sackcloth smiled and nodded.

Wei Lao understood what he meant, and his heart was even more shocked than when he found out that Jiang Kai had received the four blessings, and he knew better than anyone how heavy this evaluation was.

"Do you need special attention?" Wei Lao, who understood this, asked.

The man in Mai shook his head: "No, just let it be, too much intervention is not beautiful, he naturally has his own way to go, and he doesn't need anyone to help him." ”

"However, Quitting Greed seems intent on cultivating him, and on my way back he asked me to ask you to assign that boy to his branch."

"Nope." The man in Mai decisively refused, and when it came to quitting greed, he seemed to have a headache: "Quitting greed is like an old mother, following him except for cultivation, everything else will definitely not grow, and the most important thing in cultivation is mentality."

Just let him stay in Los Angeles, let him start with Bai Fu, don't be particularly preferential, Xiao Lin will understand how to do it. ”

"Okay."

"Is there anything else besides?"

Wei Lao shook his head.

The man in sackcloth put down the teacup, got up and stretched: "Then I will trouble Wei Lao to clean up the tea set for me, I still need to meet a few people." ”

Wei Lao nodded, and didn't ask much, he knew that if he should know, the man in Mai would not hide it, this was the tacit understanding that the two had cultivated over the years.

A gust of wind swept by, and when Wei Lao, who was drinking tea, put down the teacup, the man in Mai had disappeared.

In the underground parking lot, in a black luxury car, the man in sackcloth took off his robe, revealing his black shirt and trousers, reached into the trunk from the back seat and took out a pair of leather shoes to change into, and then tied up his long hair.

In an instant, the gentle and elegant scribe became an elegant nobleman.

I took out my phone and there were a dozen missed calls on it.

Interestingly, none of these calls came from practitioners, on the contrary, they were all ordinary people.

He dialed one back, and as soon as he connected, the other side began to complain: "Boss Cao, the girls have arrived, why are you still missing?" ”

"Just come and come, just as I was about to go out, the old man came back and sat with him for a while."

Hanging up the phone, the man in sackcloth put on sunglasses, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

The headlights of the luxury car are lit up, and they roar like a fiery horse.

Gatekeepers easily don't lose their daily lives as ordinary people.

Therefore, he can be not only Cao Gong, who turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands for rain, so that both good and evil are jealous, and he can also be Boss Cao in the world of dogs and horses.

Hidden in the city, this is one of the most important rules of the gatekeeper.

And the one who set this code is naturally the master of the gatekeepers - Cao Zheng.