This is Zhang Weidong's first time in Hong Kong, sitting in the extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, looking out the window at the modern metropolis of one of the world's largest and busiest international metropolises, Hong Kong's first impression of Zhang Weidong is not her prosperity, but her orderly traffic conditions.

Such a prosperous city, so many people and vehicles, in Zhang Weidong's imagination, should be seriously trafficked, but sitting in the car, Zhang Weidong almost didn't feel the pause of the car, and drove so smoothly all the way.

The Rolls-Royce drove steadily all the way, and finally drove halfway up the mountain, and then drove in from a tree-shaded path, revealing in front of Zhang Weidong's eyes a super mansion with an invincible sea view and at least twenty rooms on the upper and lower four floors.

When the car arrived, although Wang Jianhua was extremely weak, his family still pushed a wheelchair and went out to greet Zhang Weidong and Liu Guangpeng.

Although the climate in Hong Kong is warm, it is late winter after all, and it is night, and the sea breeze is a little cold. Zhang Weidong is a soft-hearted person, he saw Wang Jianhua's face full of wrinkles, full of white hair, under the cold wind of the night light, standing up tremblingly to shake hands with him, but he couldn't help but feel a little pity, sighed secretly, and before Wang Jianhua stood up, he stepped forward to hold his hand.

"I regret that I shouldn't have listened to Master Zhang's words in the first place!" Wang Jianhua held Zhang Weidong's hand and sighed with regret on his face.

"Mr. Wang, it's cold at night, let's go in and talk about it. Zhang Weidong gently patted the back of Wang Jianhua's hand and said.

"yes, let's go inside. Liu Guangpeng was also taken aback by Wang Jianhua's old age, and he couldn't help but feel a little sentimental in his heart, so he hurriedly followed and persuaded him.

"Guangpeng, it was me who was wrong last time!" Wang Jianhua saw Liu Guangpeng personally accompanying Zhang Weidong over, and remembered that day when he brushed his sleeves away at the Nanjiang Club, his heart couldn't help but be full of guilt.

"Dad, let's still listen to Uncle Peng and Master Zhang, let's go in first. "Wang Zhicheng is a son. Naturally, he was more careful about his father's body, hurriedly persuaded him, and then pushed the wheelchair inside.

Walking through the huge garden courtyard, Zhang Weidong and Liu Guangpeng walked into the living room on the first floor accompanied by people from the Wang family.

After entering the living room and sitting down, the people of the Wang family said some polite words of gratitude, as for the tea or something, naturally a servant had already brought it up.

Zhang Weidong is not a person who likes to procrastinate. After a few words of greeting, he got up and said, "Let me give Mr. Wang a pulse first!"

"There's Master Lao Zhang. Wang Jianhua thanked him, his arm was already trembling and slowly stretched out, but it was already a little difficult to even stretch out his hand.

Zhang Weidong smiled faintly, and then stretched out his hand to put it on Wang Jianhua's wrist, and a wisp of undetectable true qi had already quietly penetrated into his body along his meridians when he put it on Wang Jianhua's wrist.

When the true qi walked all over Wang Jianhua's body and entered his dantian, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed.

Wang Jianhua's body is extremely weak, which goes without saying. But his dantian was also empty, which made Zhang Weidong a little surprised. At that time, he used Liu Guangpeng's words to tell Wang Jianhua not to take pills and not to practice. is faintly aware that the vitality in Wang Jianhua's body is gradually disappearing, but the vitality in the dantian is extremely vigorous. The real monks all absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, so as to nourish the blood and bone meridians around the body, and fill the dantian, in order to achieve the purpose of strengthening the body and longevity, but Wang Jianhua gave Zhang Weidong the feeling at that time was to absorb his own vitality energy to fill the dantian. This kind of cultivation method, in a short period of time, because the dantian is constantly filled. And the fact that there is still a surplus of one's own vitality energy means that there is still more than one longevity, which makes the cultivator feel strong and light. It's just that this cultivation method does not absorb the energy of heaven and earth, but only constantly devours its own vitality energy to fill the dantian. When one's own vitality energy is almost absorbed, no matter how full the energy in your dantian is, there is only one way to die, so Zhang Weidong said at that time that Wang Jianhua's cultivation method is the method of drinking to quench thirst. It seems that he has achieved success in cultivation, and his body is light. In fact, that's just an advance of one's own vitality. But now, Wang Jianhua's body is not only weak, but even his dantian is empty, how can this not surprise Zhang Weidong?

Cultivating this kind of evil skill, Wang Jianhua's vitality is gradually decreasing, which Zhang Weidong has long expected, but where is the true qi that he has cultivated and gathered in the dantian these days?

No wonder Wang Jianhua suddenly fell ill, but it turned out that the true qi in the dantian was suddenly gone! Although Zhang Weidong didn't know where Wang Jianhua's true qi in the dantian had gone for a while, he figured out why he suddenly fell ill, because originally according to his speculation, even if Wang Jianhua continued to cultivate, it would be no problem to live for a few more years, so he didn't really take this matter to heart at that time, and only asked Wang Jianhua not to cultivate anymore, and he should be able to recover slowly.

When Zhang Weidong helped Wang Jianhua take the pulse, everyone's attention was naturally all on him, even Wang Zhicheng, who had never believed in the power of gods and ghosts, so when they saw Zhang Weidong frowning slightly, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, and as soon as Zhang Weidong let go, they couldn't wait to ask: "Master Zhang, how is my father?"

"It's a little strange, it stands to reason that your dad shouldn't have become ill so quickly, by the way, Mr. Wang, have you been in contact with any special people recently, or have you changed anything in your cultivation?" Zhang Weidong looked at Wang Jianhua with a puzzled face and asked.

"No, I've been living like I used to lately, and I've always been living according to Xu Da...... Teach the practice of exercises. Wang Jianhua lowered his head and thought for a while before replying.

Zhang Weidong touched his chin when he heard this, but he was still a little puzzled, but when he saw what Wang Jianhua mentioned about Master Xu, he simply asked, "Where is that Master Xu now?"

"Alas, don't mention him, I'm also sending people around to find him, but he doesn't know ...... to run," Wang Jianhua's face couldn't help but show a trace of embarrassment, regret and a trace of chagrin when he heard this.

"Run, who said the old man ran away!" At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded outside the door, and then I saw a white-bearded old man wearing a Tang costume and looking extraordinarily fairy-like, carrying a man in one hand, walked in from outside the door, and then his eyes swept across the hall like a sword, and suddenly his hand was raised and flicked, and the two people he was carrying in his hands were thrown out.

"Bang! bang!" twice, the two people were thrown heavily in front of Wang Jianhua's feet, and they were the two big brothers-level characters who were roared and scolded by Wang Zhizhe this morning.

Zhang Weidong raised his eyebrows slightly, and then looked at the white-bearded old man who suddenly appeared in front of him with interest, at this time, of course Zhang Weidong knew that the old man in front of him was Master Xu.

This Master Xu can still carry two big living people at his age and throw them out, obviously he still has some real skills, but his real skills in the eyes of ordinary people are only the level of the fourth layer of Qi training in Zhang Weidong's eyes, compared with him, the master of the Jindan period, but it is no different from mortals, if it weren't for his curiosity, he dared to throw a living person in front of him, with a look of unscrupulous and no one in his eyes, Zhang Weidong would have grabbed him with one hand, and let him taste the feeling of a trapeze.

Not to mention that Zhang Weidong watched with interest to see the changes, and said that the people of the Wang family were shocked at first when they saw Master Xu suddenly appear, and then they all stood up, even Wang Jianhua, who was already old and looked like he had stepped into the coffin with one leg, was no exception, as if he had suddenly become a young man again.

"Master Xu!" Wang Jianhua and the others exclaimed.

"Master Xu? Do you still know how to call the old man Master Xu? What is going on? The old man has only returned to the residence, and these people have rushed up to arrest the old man like a bad guy!" Master Xu was obviously very angry, and when he heard this, he pointed to the two people who were struggling to get up from the ground with a cold face and asked.

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Obviously, Master Xu easily threw out the two big living people just now, which was still quite scary, and it also re-established his tall image in the hearts of the Wang family at once, and the Wang family hurriedly laughed when they heard this, even Wang Zhicheng, who has never believed in evil, is no exception, and he only now finds out that this Master Xu really has real skills.

Two big men who are at least 160 or 70 pounds, let him, the eldest of the Wang family, have to exert his strength to breastfeed? Not to mention that he is an old man with a white beard and white hair, this is not a master, what is a master?

What Master Xu did just now was also intended to deter everyone, but now that it has taken effect, his face eased slightly, and then his eyes shifted to Wang Jianhua, as if he had just seen his old and weak appearance, Bai Huahua's beard shook, his brows furrowed, and he said in surprise: "Jianhua, how did you become like this?"

Wang Jianhua had already been impressed by Master Xu again at this time, and he couldn't help but tremble when he heard the words, and knelt down at Master Xu with his knees bent, and said with tears in his eyes: "Master, the disciple doesn't know, it became like this when I woke up two days ago, and I couldn't find you in many ways, so I was confused for a while, and I asked Master not to be surprised, save the disciple." ”

This Master Xu once accepted Wang Jianhua as a registered disciple, so at this time Wang Jianhua was also called Master Xu.

Liu Guangpeng saw that he had kind intentions to invite Zhang Weidong over, and as soon as Master Xu appeared, Wang Jianhua immediately asked him for help, put Zhang Weidong aside, and couldn't help but flash a trace of annoyance in his eyes. Fortunately, seeing Zhang Weidong's calm face, and even showing a hint of interest, he felt a little relieved.

"For the sake of the fate of you and my master and apprentice, you get up and speak, and let the teacher help you see. Master Xu really has a bit of a master's demeanor, seeing Wang Jianhua's old tears, he finally looked up to the sky and sighed, and then helped him up. rq

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