The grandfather and grandson fell into silence in the room.

After a long time, Long Fei looked up at the old man and said in a low voice: "Is it because of that incident more than 20 years ago?"

The old man sighed and nodded helplessly.

"Sure enough!" Long Fei was shocked in his heart and sighed: "Grandpa, I have two pieces of news to tell you, one is bad news and the other is good news."

"Oh? Let me tell you the bad news first!" The old man looked at Long Fei calmly.

Long Fei took a deep breath: "Based on the condition of your body, you still have at most half a year."

"Haha!" The old man laughed dryly, his laughter full of bitterness, and sighed: "Tell me the good news!"

"The good news is that I don't think your injury is incurable!" Long Fei said firmly.

"Oh? Tell me!" The old man frowned and asked in surprise. Long Zhentian knew very well about his injury, but when the words came from the mouth of his grandson, who he was most proud of and could not see through, it had to make his heart rise.

There was a glimmer of hope. A seventy-year-old is really not that old in this world, and an ant is still living an ignoble life, let alone the head of a famous family? The previous disappointment was just because there was no hope, but it did not mean that Long Zhentian really wanted to

die.

"I must admit that your injury is really serious, or serious is not enough to describe it. Logically speaking, no one can survive with such an injury, let alone live for more than 20 years to this day.

"If I'm not wrong, grandpa, you must have taken some heaven-defying treasure, right?" Long Fei looked at the old man in surprise, and his tone was very sure.

The old man nodded solemnly: "You are right, I have indeed eaten a kind of natural treasure called Soul-Sustaining Grass!"

"Soul-sustaining grass?" Long Fei exclaimed.

"Yes! It's called Soul-Continuing Grass," the old man said with certainty.

"No wonder!" Long Fei thought to himself. Hun Dan had taken one of this Soul-Sustaining Herb a few months ago. Although Long Fei didn't know how badly Hun Dan's soul was hurt at that time, when Long Fei checked him later,

It was found that his soul was not only unscathed, but also getting stronger day by day. At that time, Long Fei also admired the magic of the soul-renewing grass, but he never expected that the effect of the soul-renewing grass would be so terrifying, and he would linger around the God of Death for a whole moment.

This person has protected it for more than 20 years. This is simply unbelievable, and it really deserves the name of this soul-renewing grass!

"Have you seen it before?" Seeing Long Fei's surprised expression, the old man asked in surprise.

Long Fei nodded and said solemnly: "You must have seen it before! Grandpa, please tell me what is going on. The meridians in your body are broken every inch. If this Soul-Sustaining Grass hadn't forcibly protected the meridians, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Moreover, this

The effect of Soul Renewal Grass can no longer last long."

The old man pondered for a moment, let out a long sigh, and fell into memories: "Back then, I was in my prime, and I had a high level of self-discipline. Even when the Long family was in great danger, I never felt afraid. In that battle, I fought alone.

Eight strong men of the same level." When the old man said this, he was full of enthusiasm and pride. It seemed that this was the most proud thing in his life. But then his mood dropped again, he shook his head and sighed: "I was not left behind.

Feng Naihe was attacked by someone unexpectedly and was hit eight times in a row. At that time, all my meridians were severed. I thought I was going to die, but your great-grandfather gave me the Soul-Sustaining Grass, and I am still surviving until now."

At this moment, Long Fei's eyes were blood red, his teeth were clenched, and his fists were clenching loudly. He really wished he had been born 30 years earlier. Looking at the old man's lonely face, Long Fei felt unspeakable sadness in his heart. He was silent for a long time before his mood calmed down a little.

Come down.

"Grandpa, what is your cultivation level?" Long Fei was a little confused. According to what the old man said, his cultivation level at that time must have been extraordinary. Although Long Fei didn't know the specifics, it was definitely not the cultivation level he has today.

At this time, the old man stood up and laughed at himself: "Although this Soul Renewal Grass saved my life, it could not save my cultivation. After that battle, I was reduced from a peak Dharma God-level expert to a useless person."

Mr. Shi gave a wry smile and continued: "It is precisely because I was reduced to waste at that time that I had a chance to survive. The cultivation I have now is the result of my hard work in the past 20 years. However, because of the condition of my body, this cultivation

It’s impossible to make any further progress.”

Long Fei nodded secretly and sighed: "Even a treasure that defies heaven can't restore the cultivation level! It is already a miracle that the old man can be saved. It is even more of a miracle that it can be delayed to this day. And the old man can survive until now."

To be able to cultivate to the level of a great magic martial arts instructor again, this perseverance is truly unparalleled by anyone!" As he sighed, Long Fei's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

"Xiao Fei, to be honest, grandpa is also afraid of death, but who can live forever? Now that grandpa can see that a genius like you was born in the Long family, grandpa is very satisfied. God has finally treated my Long family well.

Ah! Even if I die, I will die in peace." The old man comforted Long Fei by patting him on the shoulder.

"Grandpa, don't worry! You don't have to worry because your grandson is here. Although your injury is serious, your grandson said that this injury is not incurable. I believe your grandson! Your grandson must let you see us with your own eyes.

The Long family has regained its glory!" In fact, Long Fei has not figured out a definite way to cure the old man's injury at this moment, but Long Fei believes that he will definitely be able to think of a way. Although it only takes half a year, maybe less. But less than

At the last moment, Long Fei would never allow himself to give up.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! I'm waiting for that day. Grandpa will watch you bring the Long family back to its glory. Grandpa believes in you!" The old man was in tears at this moment. In fact, in the old man's heart, he didn't take his own injury very seriously.

Hope, he knows his own body best, and the hope of survival is very slim. But Long Fei's words let him see the scene of the Long family rising again. How could this not make him feel great comfort.

Long Fei choked up and nodded emphatically.

"Okay! We won't talk about this today, the Reunion Festival. Grandpa is gone. I will have a few drinks with you later in the evening." After saying that, the old man turned and left. The Reunion Festival is spent at night, similar to Long Fei

In the previous life, the New Year's Eve dinner was just average, and the real excitement was in the evening.

After the old man left, Long Fei fell into hard thinking. Various plans appeared in front of him, but were rejected one by one. Long Fei also felt quite helpless about the old man's injury. Even in Long Fei's previous life, this kind of trauma would have been so painful.

It is impossible to cure it. And among the elixirs Long Fei has mastered, there is no such effective elixir.

After pondering for a long time, Long Fei finally made up his mind. If he really couldn't think of a way, he could only find a soul-renewing grass. As for how to find a soul-reviving grass, that's simple. As the same saying goes, the power of the masses is boundless.

Yes! This will at least allow the old man to delay for more than ten or twenty years. With these ten or twenty years, Long Fei firmly believes that anything is possible.

Time flies and it is already evening.

Everyone in the Dragon Mansion has been getting ready since the morning. At this moment, the entire Dragon Mansion is brightly lit and resplendent.

Everyone in the Long family gathered in the charity hall at this time, and the whole family toasted from time to time, and the whole atmosphere was joyful.

After dinner, everyone in the Long family went out to enjoy the lanterns.

Lantern viewing is a highlight of the Reunion Festival. On this day, grand lantern shows will be held in all major cities. Lanterns of various styles appear in endlessly, illuminating the entire royal city with splendor.

Looking at the dim lights, Long Fei couldn't help but deeply miss the old drunkard, the only relative in his previous life. He remembered that every time during the Lantern Festival in the past, the two of them would find a lively place to have a few drinks.

On this day, the old drunkard will not be stingy with his precious wine.

By the river in Wangcheng, Long Fei shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to throw these thoughts out of his mind.

"Get him! Stop!!!"

At this time, a burst of shouting came over, and Long Fei couldn't help but frown and turned to look.

In the distance, I saw four burly men chasing an unkempt young man towards the river.

In a blink of an eye, the group of people had chased them to the river. Seeing that there was no way to escape, the young man stamped his feet in a hurry. He wanted to jump into the river several times, but he hesitated, as if he didn't understand the nature of water.

Seeing the young man's funny look, Long Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly. However, Long Fei had no intention of saving anyone, nor did he want to cause trouble for himself. After all, this kind of thing happens all the time on this continent. So-called

Poor people must be hateful. Long Fei is just one person and cannot save the common people. Even if he wants to save, he will only save those who can be used.

Several big men were already close at hand, but the young man was still wandering in panic.

"Boy, let me see where you are going!" Several big traitors who approached laughed.

At this time, the young man suddenly rushed up to the guardrail by the river, and he was very excited: "Don't come over, or else..." As he said this, the young man turned his head and looked at the river water under the guardrail, swallowed hard, and shouted with fear on his face.

Said: "Otherwise, I will jump down."

"How dare you threaten me! Dance for me, dance!" One of the bearded men said as he stepped forward.

"Don't come here! Don't come here!..." Seeing the big man getting closer and closer, the young man immediately yelled like crazy.

"I want to come here, if you feel like it, just jump!" Several big men gathered around him.

The young man was even more frightened now. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, stared at his feet, and fell into the river.

"Plop!"

There was a sound of falling water.

"His grandma really dares to jump! Fourth brother, go down and drag him up!" The bearded man cursed and ordered another bald man next to him.

"Sooner or later, this kind of little white mouse will die. I really don't know why my boss has to live to see people and die to see corpses." The bald man muttered in a low voice, seeming to be a little reluctant.

The bearded man glared and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, you and I are both aware of my employer's methods. If you disobey him, then just wait to be dragged into doing research!"
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