Chapter 391: Longevity Old Man

Knowing that Old Man Wanshou was coming soon, Ye Jie couldn't sit still.

Old Man Wanshou is the second elder of the Qinglian Palace in the north. He has many underworld merchants under his command and controls an extremely large trade network. His business has even reached the heavens. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as being as rich as any country.

Although Ye Jie now has a lot of Yin virtue, this is thanks to the business with Yin merchants. Otherwise, even if the Yang Shou trade is unlocked, it would be quite troublesome to exchange Yang Shou for Yin virtue, which would require an entire industry. The maintenance of the chain, and all of this is in the hands of the old man Wanshou.

Facing the upcoming distinguished guests, Ye Jie was also a little unsure and asked Shoufa: "I wonder what Mr. Wanshou's preference is? Does he like luxury or simplicity? I can host a banquet to entertain him and wash away his dust."

"My master is different from me. We pay attention to ostentation. The dishes in this big dining hall are too simple and not suitable. It is better to change to a brighter place." Shoufa reminded.

When it comes to the grandeur of a bright hall, of course it has to be Auntie Meng’s Wine Country. In the entire Jinlun Palace, there is no place more suitable for catching the wind and washing away the dust.

Ye Jie seemed to remember something, touched his chin and said: "The ghosts have just brought back a batch of fresh ingredients from the East China Sea, including several-story deep-sea king crabs, delicious Echinococcus sea urchins, and hidden vitality." The mysterious turtle egg is enough to satisfy the old man Wanshou."

Hearing this, Shoufa's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly reminded: "Palace Master Ye, you don't know my master's habits. I think it's better to forget about this spirit turtle egg. Don't bring it in front of my master..."

Ye Jie was stunned, but since Shoufa said so, of course he had no reason to insist, but was a little curious: "I will ask the maids to pay attention. Speaking of which, does Wanshou have any taboos? I can inform the wine in advance. Village maid, so as not to violate taboos."

Shoufa raised his hand and wiped the sweat from the top of his head. His small eyes were filled with lingering fear. This banquet almost turned into an accident. He quickly reminded: "My master won't eat two things, turtles won't eat and snakes won't eat." eat."

Ye Jie raised his eyebrows: "I see... It's just that this turtle soup and snake gallbladder are very nourishing delicacies. Even if ordinary ghosts want to taste these delicacies, I'm afraid they won't have the chance. Your master doesn't eat these two things, what do you say?" ?”

Shoufa explained: "My master does not eat turtles because they are greedy for life. Whenever danger comes, they will shrink into the shell and save their lives no matter what. For this reason, they do not hesitate to carry heavy turtle shells. My master does not eat snakes. , because it is afraid of death. The slightest movement will frighten the snake half to death. It would rather hide in the ravine for thousands of years and transform into a dragon than come out to fight with the world. "

Ye Jie nodded. It turned out that there was another reason: "Because they are greedy for life and afraid of death, so let them live? It seems that the old man Wanshou is quite kind in his heart. I will let the wine country maid pay attention."

Informing the maids that the Wanshou Old Man was about to arrive, and asking them to prepare well and not to neglect the distinguished guests, Ye Jie led the judges in the palace to wait for the Wanshou Old Man's arrival outside the palace.

During this period, Su Miao looked unhappy: "I didn't expect that even the Wanshou Old Man would come...Ye Jie, do you really think the world is not chaotic enough?"

Ye Jie glanced at her and said seriously: "Old Man Wanshou doesn't want to kill them all and let those greedy and fearful food survive. I think he must have a good heart. With him around, the world will be better."

"You..." Su Miao was so angry that she didn't know what to say for a moment. Finally, she turned her head and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. Anyway, there are only a few days until King Kong City opens. By then, the road will be in the sky. Go away, I don't care about your troubles here."

Ye Jie didn't answer, just silently calculating the time in his heart.

It was a coincidence that the opening of the King Kong City ruins coincided with the Return of the Yang Festival when he was preparing to assassinate the master of the Witch Temple.

During her tenure as a judge in the palace, Su Miao showed extraordinary administrative abilities. Whether it was advancing the administrative agenda or resolving various incidents in the palace, she was very familiar with them. During her hundred years in the Underworld Palace, she was specialized in Do this.

It can be said that if it weren't for Su Miao's presence, the Yangshou trade would not be able to be implemented smoothly. She alone can withstand a large group of clerical agents.

The reason why Su Miao was kicked out of the Underworld Palace was because she lost the main tent of the Underworld Palace due to her defeat by Ye Jie in the Underworld Divine Art Competition.

For this reason, and with Su Miao's help during this period, Ye Jie originally planned to take advantage of the opening of the King Kong City ruins to help her enter the ruins and get back the relics of the Xuannv Sect's founder, so that she could return to the Netherworld Palace. Unfortunately, The overlap in time made Ye Jie unable to do anything, and he was afraid that he would not be able to help Su Miao.

"Fairy Miaorou, if you need help while exploring the ruins of King Kong City, no matter what you need, the ghosts in the temple will help you." Ye Jie said sincerely.

Su Miao just waved her hands and snorted: "Who wants your help? You'd better solve your own troubles and then think about helping me."

Just as he was talking, he saw the mist stirring in the distance, the earth trembling faintly, and a powerful aura approaching.

"Master is here..." Shoufa's eyes lit up, and he quickly stood respectfully, waiting for the breath master to arrive.

Hearing this, Ye Jie and the judges around him also waited eagerly.

The dark mist broke in the distance, and in the pitch-black mist where one couldn't even see his fingers, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared. The black shadow was as big as a thousand feet. It was like a moving mountain range as it moved. It was breathtaking. Everyone stood in front of that huge thing. , all like tiny ants.

Seeing the whole black shadow in his eyes, Xie Xinyu took a deep breath and looked surprised: "Is this... is this the Wanshou Old Man? I thought it was a human being, but why is it a big turtle..."

Shoufa coughed dryly and explained: "As you can see, this is Master's car, the black-scaled snapping turtle, and Master is on the back of the turtle."

As if to confirm what Shoufa said, the huge snapping turtle soon stopped, and several powerful ghost and fairy guards floated down from the turtle's back. Each one of them, under the suppression of the equality formation, showed the peak of the third transformation. of cultivation.

The guards lined up neatly, like stars holding the moon, and respectfully welcomed an old man in the middle of the turtle's back to the ground.

This time, everyone finally saw the appearance of Old Man Wanshou clearly, but they saw that his body was old, as if he were a moving fossil, his skin had no vitality and was as dry as dead tree bark, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his wrinkles formed mountains. His sparse hair showed an extremely decayed gray-white color, like endless grass roots, and his whole person looked like a mummy of dead wood. It was hard to imagine that he was still alive, and that he was a sixth-level immortal who was famous all over the continent.

Ye Jie's eyes narrowed. The Wanshou Old Man was in body and soul, not a ghost or immortal. This was obviously beyond his expectation, but there was nothing strange on his face. He said respectfully: "The Lord of the Golden Wheel Palace and the judges in the palace , welcome to the old man Wanshou."

"Master Ye...Shoufa told me...about you..."

The old man Wanshou spoke slowly, his tone was hoarse and vague, and the timbre could not be heard at all. He could only hear the hoarse rubbing sound. Every time he said a word, he had to take a break, take a few deep breaths, and then squeeze out the next sentence with difficulty. , coupled with his already slow tone, made everyone anxious and eager to finish his words for him.

Nan Linghe also followed curiously, and asked in a worried voice: "He looks so uncomfortable, he won't choke to death here..."

Nan Linghe's realm was low, so her words could not be concealed from the powerful ghosts and immortals around her. The guards of Wanshou Old Man all opened their eyes and glared at Nan Linghe, as if she had said something that they shouldn't have said.

Seeing this, Nan Linghe was also frightened and hurriedly hid behind Ye Jie, only daring to stick his head out and quietly look at the old man Wanshou.

Compared with the angry guards, Old Man Wanshou looked calm. He was not angry at Nan Linghe's words. Instead, he showed a kind smile that was uglier than crying: "I'm fine... don't worry..."

Seeing this, Ye Jie raised his hand and made an invitation gesture: "I have set up a banquet in the winery in the palace to welcome the arrival of the immortal. Please come with me."

Under the leadership of Ye Jie, the Wanshou old man held a wooden staff and walked to the wine country step by step. This attracted the other ghosts to look sideways, wondering whether there was really a six-year-old man hiding under such an old body. The terrifying strength of the Immortal.

On the side, Nan Linghe was still worried about what happened before. He pulled Xie Xinyu and said, "Did I say something wrong... What should I do if Old Man Wanshou gets angry..."

Xie Xinyu waved her hand: "It's okay, Old Man Wanshou didn't care."

After a pause, Xie Xinyu seemed to think of something and couldn't help but said: "Besides, Dongsheng Shenzhou has the suppression of the Equality Formation. Even a sixth-level immortal can only exert the strength of a third-level realm at most. With Brother Jie here, , there’s no need to worry... I heard from Sister Su Miao that the only place here that is not suppressed by the Equal Formation is inside the Vajra City ruins, but don’t worry, at least in the Golden Wheel Palace, Wanshou Old Man can’t do anything to us.”

Hearing this, Nan Linghe was relieved, but his eyes were still full of confusion when looking at the old man Wanshou, and he didn't understand how long he had lived and how he became like this.

When I came to the wine country, I heard the melodious and melodious pipa music, which made me feel relaxed and happy, and I was unconsciously immersed in the beauty of the music.

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In the elegant room on the upper floor, exquisite dishes were served one after another in turn, and the aroma was overflowing for a while, which whet your appetite. There were all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and the sea during the dinner, which was so rich.

The maids kept Ye Jie's previous instructions in mind and deliberately avoided the two taboos of the Wanshou Old Man and chose other rare items as substitutes.

While the banquet was going on, Ye Jie suddenly trembled when looking at the delicacies, and his eyes were a little absent-minded. He remembered that the last time he came to the wine country to enjoy it, he was with Hua Xiaomei.

The deliciousness of the dishes was the same as in Ye Jie's memory, but the person beside him who was enjoying it with him was no longer there.

As if sensing Ye Jie's melancholy, the old man Wanshou clicked his wooden stick and made a banging sound, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him. However, he heard him speak in an unquestionable tone:

"I have something to discuss with Hall Master Ye...the rest of you should leave here..."

After hearing this, everyone stood up quickly, leaving space for Ye Jie and Wanshou Old Man.

Ye Jie sat sternly, wondering if Old Man Wanshou's visit had anything else besides deepening cooperation in Yangshou trade.

After everyone left, Old Man Wanshou cleared his throat, and then he spoke, his voice becoming much clearer: "Palace Master Ye, I have brought you a gift this time."

"A gift?" Ye Jie raised his eyebrows, feeling a little curious in his heart. As the second elder of Qinglian Palace, Old Man Wanshou is very ostentatious, so the gift he hands out will definitely fit his status. It is unlikely that it will be a small gift. If this gift is light, it will actually reflect his status.

Just when Ye Jie was curious, he saw the old man Wanshou put his hand into his sleeve. When he took it out again, there were two turtles lying on his wrinkled palm.

The turtles were not big. The two of them together just occupied the palm of the old man. The immature turtle backs were light golden, which was festive and auspicious. It was not an ordinary creature.

Ye Jie was surprised. He took the two turtles and was curious: "Forgive my poor eyesight. There are thousands of turtles in the world. What kind of turtle is this? It looks so extraordinary?"

The old man said slowly: "This is a turtle that I cultivated and improved with the blood of the black tortoise. Each turtle can live for at least 10,000 years... However, everything has its merits and shortcomings. In addition to long life, turtles are not good in other aspects. Their realm can never be improved. Don't expect turtles to achieve enlightenment like alligator turtles."

"Ten thousand years? So long..."

Ye Jie was a little surprised. This little turtle could live for 10,000 years. I don't know how many changes it will experience in the world. Ordinary souls may not be able to experience 10,000 years after reincarnation. It can be seen that its lifespan is long.

"However, even if I live longer, if I can't achieve enlightenment, these longevity turtles can only be used for viewing. It's a pity to waste thousands of years..." Ye Jie sighed as he looked at the two longevity turtles in his palm.

The next words of the old man Wanshou startled Ye Jie, and he stood there in a daze:

"The longevity turtle cannot be cultivated, but it can be replaced by other people. With the longevity of the longevity turtle, even if the person has poor qualifications, after ten thousand years, he should be able to become an immortal..."

Thinking of the previous things, Ye Jie trembled in his heart, and then understood the true meaning of the longevity turtle: "You mean..."

The old man Wanshou nodded: "The longevity turtle understands human nature and listens to people the most. Even if someone asks it to hand over all its longevity, it will do it... Raise these two longevity turtles well, the blood of the little longevity turtles they give birth to will be much weaker, but they can also live for thousands of years. In this way, longevity can be obtained."

Ye Jie's pupils shrank. This longevity turtle is so human-like. In other words, it is specially prepared for longevity trade. With these two longevity turtles, he will have countless years of longevity!

Now Ye Jie finally realized the preciousness of the longevity turtles. It turned out that the gift given to him by the old man Wanshou was not just two ornamental turtles, but turtles that lay golden eggs, which is much more valuable than ordinary gifts.

Ye Jie took a deep breath: "These two longevity turtles are so precious, how can I shamelessly accept them..."

The old man Wanshou had expected it: "It just so happens that I have something to do, and I want to ask Lord Ye for help. I hope Lord Ye will not refuse..."