After a while, Wei Tu saw the black horse finish its feed. He then tapped his pipe against the soft satin shoe on his foot a few times and patted the dust off his buttocks before preparing to wash up and go to sleep.,As if sensing Weitu's thoughts, the golden seal blazed with light and transformed into two lines of text floating in Weitu's mind.,Blessed with the fate of "great accomplishment late in life," as long as he persistently cultivates his health-preserving exercises, these exercises will surely bear fruit in his old age.。