Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 220 Grandpa Zhao

"An elder of the Xuanmen Administration?"

Zhu Hai was startled. He knew that the lowest level of cultivation of the elders of the Xuanmen Administration Bureau was above the fifth level of Qi refining. In this age where the vitality of the world is withering and the end of practice, Zhao Yifan can have the ability to refine Qi at his age. With a cultivation base of the fifth level, that's really an outstanding talent, a dragon and a phoenix among people!
"Old Zhu, didn't you ask me earlier, why did you break through?"

Seeing Zhu Hai's shocked appearance, Wei Gongming looked at him with a smile.

"Yes."

Zhu Hai nodded, being aroused by his curiosity, he asked: "Old Wei, as far as I know, you have been stagnant in the fourth level of Qi Refining for a long time, maybe seven or eight years? You are old, and if you want to break through the shackles and break through to the next level, you must have a great opportunity, how did you do it?"

Wei Gongming suppressed his smile, first bowed to Zhao Yifan, and then said triumphantly to Zhu Hai: "I asked you to participate in the last Xuanmen meeting, but you refused. You didn't go last time, but you really missed it." It was a great opportunity, Elder Zhao went on stage to give a sermon, and after listening to Elder Zhao’s explanation, I felt a sense of enlightenment at that time, and I was lucky enough to break through that night, in the final analysis, I still have to thank Elder Zhao!”

"what?"

Zhu Hai gasped, and looked at Zhao Yifan in awe, "Is there such a thing?" Just listening to his sermons and explanations, one can comprehend a breakthrough and be promoted. This kind of thing can really be called a great opportunity!
Since then, Zhu Hai became more and more puzzled, what kind of cultivation is this Zhao Yifan, that he can gain so much just by listening to his explanation?

"That's natural, absolutely true."

Wei Gongming said seriously: "Old Zhu, among the hundreds of practitioners who participated in the Xuanmen Conference last time, after listening to Elder Zhao's preaching, there were dozens of practitioners who broke through in cultivation and greatly increased their strength that night. Personally, in the next few days, there are more than 200 practitioners, all of whom have greatly increased in strength and advanced by leaps and bounds..."

"Mr. Wei, stop bragging for me."

Zhao Yifan shook his head, interrupted Wei Gongming, and said with a light smile, "I can't stand how high you praise me."

"Mr. Zhao, don't be modest."

Wei Gongming smiled and said respectfully: "I'm not bragging, I'm just telling the truth. There were so many people present at the Xuanmen Conference last time, everyone can testify for me, right? Moisture is not adulterated."

"More than 200 practitioners have greatly increased their strength..."

Zhu Hai took a deep breath. He has been with Wei Gongming for decades, and he knows Wei Gongming very well. He is not a braggart at all. Besides, you only need to ask someone to find out about this kind of thing. There's no point in cheating either.

The way Zhu Hai looked at Zhao Yifan changed immediately.

"Elder Zhao, you haven't had dinner yet, have you?"

Zhu Hai came back to his senses, looked at Zhao Yifan in awe, and said respectfully, "I've already arranged the reception dinner, let's go eat first, okay?"

"Thank you for your hard work, old man."

Zhao Yifan said politely.

"It should be, it should be."

Before Zhao Yifan called his old man, Zhu Hai listened to it, and thought it was a matter of course, it was Zhao Yifan's respect for him, but after hearing Wei Gongming's introduction just now, when he heard this old man again, no matter how Zhu Hai heard it, he didn't care. Feeling uncomfortable and uncomfortable all over, he said tremblingly: "Elder Zhao, you can just call me Lao Zhu, I really can't stand calling me old man."

"Old Zhu, Elder Zhao is very easy-going."

Wei Gongming hurriedly said beside him: "By the way, don't call yourself Elder Zhao, just be like me, just call Teacher Zhao."

"How can this work?"

Zhu Haicheng said fearfully, "Etiquette cannot be broken..."

"Mr. Zhu, Mr. Wei is right. You don't need to call me an elder. It sounds awkward to me. You can just call me Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Yifan smiled and said, "Actually, I have a job in the secular world, which is a teacher."

"This……"

Zhu Hai hesitated for a moment, decided to follow Zhao Yifan's words, and said cautiously: "Okay, Teacher Zhao."

On the way to the restaurant, Zhu Hai winked at Wei Gongming, who understood and slowed down.

"Old Wei, Mr. Zhao, he has greatly increased the cultivation of so many practitioners just by preaching on the stage, so what kind of strength does he have? Does he have the eighth level of Qi Refining?"

Zhu Hai couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked in a low voice. He reckoned that according to what Wei Gongming said just now, then Zhao Yifan might be a master of the eighth level of Qi refining.

"The eighth level of Qi refining?"

Wei Gongming sneered disdainfully, and said in a low voice: "Old Zhu, it's because you didn't participate in the Taoist meeting, otherwise you definitely wouldn't think so!"

"what?"

Zhu Hai's body was shocked, he looked at Wei Gongming in astonishment, and said in surprise: "Is it more than that?"

"That's natural!"

Wei Gongming vividly described to him the miraculous scene when Zhao Yifan beheaded the white-armored zombie and preached on the stage. Zhu Hai was startled when he heard it, and his eyes were straightened!
"The 'Qi-Controlling Flight' that can only be performed at the tenth level of Qi Refining?"

Zhu Hai came back to his senses, with a look of regret and remorse on his face, he sighed and said: "Oh, old Wei, after hearing what you said, I just realized that I didn't participate in the last Taoist meeting. I really missed a great opportunity. !” He sighed again and again.

"You just know."

Wei Gongming shook his head and complained: "I tried my best to persuade you to go, but you said it was meaningless, now I know I regret it, it's too late, Lao Zhu, you have been stagnant in the fourth level of Qi refining for more than ten years, but in the end I was later Come on, this is all chance."

"Old Wei..."

Zhu Hai hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Tell me, if I ask Mr. Zhao to give me some advice, will he agree?"

"It's hard to say."

Wei Gongming pondered for a while, and said: "Actually, I also have such thoughts this time. If Teacher Zhao is willing to give you some pointers, I think you will be able to understand it. After all, you have been in the fourth level of Qi Refining and have accumulated for so many years. , what is lacking now is just someone to give you pointers."

"Yes."

Zhu Hai sighed, and said with a hint of fantasy and expectation: "I think, Mr. Zhao seems to be very easy-going and easy to talk to. Old Wei, you have a good relationship with Mr. Zhao. Please say something nice for me and ask him to give me some pointers. Ok?"

"Old Zhu, Mr. Zhao is indeed very approachable, but I really don't have any face in front of him."

Wei Gongming smiled wryly, and said: "However, we have been friends for so many years. I can only say to try it. As for whether it will work or not, I can't guarantee it for you."

"This is natural, I understand."

Zhu Hai nodded again and again.

"By the way, I asked you to inquire about the old senior. How did you inquire about it?"

Wei Gongming remembered one thing, and said quickly: "Old Zhu, let me tell you in advance that the senior Yang Zhiyuan I asked you to inquire about is Mr. Zhao's senior brother. Mr. Zhao came to Xiangjiang Island this time for this purpose. If there is news about senior Yang Zhiyuan, and Teacher Zhao is happy, I will mention it from the side, maybe he will be willing to give you some advice."

Zhu Hai was shocked immediately, and said: "Don't worry, I have already finished the matter you specifically explained to me before. Senior Wang and I have a good relationship. He promised to come to celebrate Ze Kai's birthday tomorrow night, but Wang Regarding the matter between Senior and Senior Yang Zhiyuan, he also casually said something in the past. Senior Wang has not gone out very much in recent years, and it is not convenient for me to ask about this matter in detail. For the specifics, Teacher Zhao will have to talk to him in person tomorrow night. You’ll only find out if you talk about it.”

"Well, okay."

Wei Gongming nodded in satisfaction: "It's fine as long as Senior Wang comes, all right, let's go quickly."

The welcome dinner was very grand. After knowing Zhao Yifan's real identity, Zhu Tianyang ordered the kitchen urgently, and quickly made some special dishes and delivered them to the table.

When they were seated, everyone unanimously asked Zhao Yifan to take the main seat, but he declined a few words and sat down.

Zhu Hai and Wei Gongming sat on the left and right sides of Zhao Yifan, while Zhu Tianyang and his wife sat at the bottom.

"... Teacher Zhao, I offer you a toast."

Zhu Hai took the lead in raising his cup, stood up and respectfully said to Zhao Yifan: "First of all, thank you for coming. Your presence has made Zhu's family flourish. In addition, I would like to thank you for the magic weapon you gave to my grandson. As long as you say a word, Zhujia can do it, there is absolutely nothing to say..."

"Master Zhu, you are too polite."

Zhao Yifan frowned slightly when he heard this, interrupted him, and said with a smile: "It's just a magic weapon for body protection, you don't have to be so polite, by the way, where is the child?"

When Zhu Tianyang heard the words, he quickly said to his wife Miao Jingwen who was accompanying him, "Jingwen, bring the child and show it to Mr. Zhao."

Miao Jingwen left in a hurry, and a few minutes later, she led a fair-skinned boy in. When the boy saw Wei Gongming, his eyes lit up, he broke away from her hand, trotted to Wei Gongming, crawled On his lap, he shouted happily: "Grandpa Wei, you haven't seen Zekai for a long time."

"Zekai is good."

Wei Gongming fondled his head, pointed to Zhao Yifan beside him and said, "This is your Grandpa Zhao, please say hello to Grandpa Zhao."

Zhu Zekai glanced at Zhao Yifan, hesitated for a moment, and shouted timidly, "Hello, Grandpa Zhao."

Zhao Yifan was shocked by the thunder on the spot, and smiled wryly, "Mr. Wei, aren't you taking my life away? Just call Uncle Zhao."

"Ms. Zhao, how can this be done? You are a senior and a master, and you have the grace to pass on my career and teaching to me. In my heart, you are like my mentor. If I let my children call you Uncle Zhao, wouldn't it mean that you are inferior?" How can this be possible after my lifetime?"

Wei Gongming quickly explained.

"Mr. Zhao, Old Wei is right."

Zhu Hai nodded, and spoke with deep conviction.

"If you are like this, what should I call Mr. Zhu?"

Zhao Yifan was speechless.

"It's very simple. In terms of seniority, God can call you uncle."

Wei Gongming had already thought about it, and said with a smile: "However, as for how to call it, Mr. Zhao can decide for you."

"Uncle Wei is right."

Zhu Tianyang said with a smile: "Uncle Zhao, my aptitude is limited. My father said in the early years that I have no aptitude for cultivation. Over the years, I have barely cultivated to the second level of Qi refining. In terms of seniority, I really have to shout You call Uncle Zhao."

(End of this chapter)