It turned out that Xia Yunjie didn't know about the fact that Old Man Qinghong helped Old Huang tell fortunes and divination. Seeing that his soul was depressed, it was obvious that his excessive divination was backfired, so he couldn't help but blame him.

You should know that although Xia Yunjie is young, he is also the uncle and leader of the sect, and he is obliged to teach and correct his disciples.

"What? Yunjie, what did you say just now? Didn't Qinghong only hurt his vitality? Why did it cause a loss of Yuanshou? How much did it cause a loss of Yuanshou?" At first, Mr. Huang thought that Old Qinghong was just hurting his vitality, but now he realized that he had lost Yuanshou, so he couldn't help but be anxious.

Xia Yunjie's divination budget achievement is much higher than that of the old man Qinghong. He just usually only uses the ability of divination budget for ordinary people. Now, when Huang Lao said that Xia Yunjie calculated his fingers slightly, but he didn't know what was going on. He smiled bitterly and said, "Qinghong is old and his vitality is his foundation. Once he is injured, it is difficult to fully recover like a young man, so he will naturally lose his life. Fortunately, he discovered it early, so Brother Huang doesn't have to worry."

Mr. Huang was naturally confident in Xia Yunjie. He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Then he held the old man Qinghong's hand tightly with both hands, and said with tears in his eyes: "Old charlatan! What should I say to you?"

"Haha, no need to say, I am a blessing in disguise!" Old Man Qinghong said with a smile and patted Mr. Huang's hand.

Because the two old men, one needs rest, and the other urgently needs Xia Yunjie to help replenish his damaged vitality, the three of them chatted for a while, and Xia Yunjie took the old man Qinghong to leave Huang Lao's room.

Old Man Qinghong lives in the same hotel as Mr. Huang.

When the old man Qinghong and Xia Yunjie returned to the room arranged by Qu Weiguo for the old man Qinghong, Feng Wenbo, Qu Weiguo and Feng Zhengcheng had been waiting in the room for a long time.

Seeing the two of them come back, the three of them hurriedly got up to see Xia Yunjie. Next, the old man Qinghong and Feng Wenbo and his son were also greeted with greetings. The reunion of the two old men even evoked memories of their masters and fathers, and they couldn't help but shed a few tears.

"Weiguo, come here and meet your uncle again with your master!" After a few tears, the old man Qinghong remembered that Qu Weiguo might not know Xia Yunjie's true identity. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears, then pulled Qu Weiguo's hand, walked to Xia Yunjie, and knelt down with his legs.

"Disciple Qinghong, pay homage to the head!" As he said that, the old man Qinghong's tears couldn't help but roll down again.

The ancients said that a family should not be without a master for a day, and a country should not be without a king for a day. The same is true for a sect.

Before his death, Master Zhuge Xuan, the master of the old man Qinghong, was persecuted and died, the most unfair thing was not that he was wrongly accused and persecuted to death, but because he didn't know where the head of the sect was until he died. Therefore, before his death, Master Zhuge Xuan refused to close his eyes until Old Man Qinghong vowed that he would work hard to find the head of the sect for his whole life and recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors. Master Zhuge Xuan took his last breath.

"Disciple, Qu Weiguo, pay homage to the head master's uncle!" Qu Weiguo then realized that Xia Yunjie was not only the uncle, but also the head of the sect. He hurriedly kowtowed to Xia Yunjie three times respectfully, and couldn't help but shed a few tears in his eyes.

"Get up!" Xia Yunjie couldn't help but feel a little sore when he saw the old man crying. He hurriedly endured the sadness and helped Old Man Qinghong up.

As soon as the witch cauldron grows, one foot or another, a dazzling light suddenly bursts out, and a trace of strong power emanates from the witch cauldron, as if the whole world is full of power.

When the witch tripod grew one foot and one ear, two foot and one ear, and one ear was still missing, Xia Yunjie slowly moved his hand away from the old man Qinghong's head, then got up and walked out of the bedroom, leaving the old man Qinghong still in his place.

"Weiguo, please guard your master and don't let anyone disturb him." Xia Yunjie said with a tired expression after leaving the bedroom.

In addition to helping the old man Qinghong heal, Xia Yunjie also used his power to help him, breaking through his stagnant state for more than ten years.

Now, just as the old man Qinghong said to Mr. Huang, he is now in the middle stage of the Earth Witch's Cauldron, and is equivalent to the realm of his master Zhuge Xuan during his lifetime.

"It's the uncle of the master!" Qu Weiguo bowed and said after hearing this.

"Uncle, why don't you stay in the hotel tonight. For safety reasons, the entire room on the entire floor has been booked." Feng Zhengcheng saw Xia Yunjie's tired look and walked up to ask for advice respectfully.

But this time, Feng Zhengcheng changed his name without authorization, and his uncle also called him from the heart.

Xia Yunjie looked at Feng Zhengcheng in surprise when he heard this, but he did not correct him specifically. He just nodded and said, "Okay."

As the saying goes, too many lice are not itchy. Today, not only are they called brothers and brothers to Mr. Huang, but there is also an eighty-five-year-old nephew and a forty-eight-year-old grand nephew. Moreover, because the inside of the sect stipulates that they must call him uncle and uncle. Since this is the case, Xia Yunjie doesn't care that another middle-aged uncle calls him uncle.

"Why don't you live next to Master Li?" Seeing that Xia Yunjie nodded and did not correct his name, Feng Zhengcheng couldn't help but let go of his heart.

He was afraid that Xia Yunjie would not accept his title, which means that he was still indifferent to him. Now it seems that the uncle in front of him really loves the house and does not treat himself as an outsider.

"I'm casual. The conditions here are much better than where I live. It's better for you to be an official." Xia Yunjie said half-jokingly.

"Haha!" Feng Zhengcheng smiled embarrassedly. He didn't dare to answer these words randomly.

When he moved into the room arranged by Feng Zhengcheng, Xia Yunjie felt a burst of tiredness. It was quite exhausting to help Old Man Qinghong break through the early realm of the Earth Wu Yiding just now.

However, although people feel tired, their minds are particularly clear.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, what happened today was as clearly played in my mind as a movie, and the words Huang Lao invited him into the official career seemed to be ringing in his ears.

This is another experience that is completely different from working in a bar.

Two different experiences collided in his mind, allowing Xia Yunjie to see life more clearly and see himself and what he pursued more clearly.

A trace of enlightenment quietly arises in the heart, and the mind and nature quietly become mature and perfect.

Before he knew it, Xia Yunjie entered into meditation and practiced.

The two witch cauldrons in their arms are taller and thicker than before, emitting a terrifying force that makes people feel extremely palpitations. The witch cauldron in their left arm is still missing a foot.

The witch power quietly moved in Xia Yunjie's body. A trace of witch power nourished and tempered his flesh and blood body, and at the same time began to condense the missing foot as before.

The witch power gathered and gradually condensed into a witch cauldron, which condensed but did not disperse, and it was successful naturally. It never condensed and dispersed like before, and then dispersed and condensed.
Chapter completed!