There is no future for menial disciples? I draw talismans to achieve immortality

Chapter 1311 Ye Mengyao sits down

A century has passed in the blink of an eye.

While meditating, Xu Changshou suddenly sensed something and went to Ye Mengyao's dojo.

Ye Mengyao, with her white hair, sat cross-legged in the temple, her face covered with wrinkles and spots.

Sensing Xu Changshou's arrival, Ye Mengyao opened her cloudy eyes: "Uncle-Master Xu...you've come..."

Ye Mengyao spoke in a weak, feeble voice, as if she were struggling to breathe; this was a sign that she was about to pass away.

Seeing Ye Mengyao like this, Xu Changshou felt an indescribable heartache. He recalled how Ye Mengyao used to be so lively and energetic, a stark contrast to her current state.

"Mengyao, how many more days can you hold on?" Xu Changshou asked softly.

Ye Mengyao slowly said, "Three days. She will pass away in three days."

"Hmm, what are your last wishes?" Xu Changshou asked again.

Ye Mengyao said calmly, "After I die, please bury my body in the Chaos Sea."

"it is good!"

Xu Changshou took a step and arrived at Youbi Peak, where he prepared a coffin for Ye Mengyao. Then, Xu Changshou went to Tanlang Peak and arrived at Lu Yun's dojo.

"Junior Brother Xu, you've arrived!"

Lu Yun sensed Xu Changshou immediately and came to greet him.

Xu Changshou glanced at Lu Yun and said in a deep voice, "Ye Mengyao is going to transform into a Daoist. Come with me to Jumen Peak."

"Ok!"

The two flew towards Jumen Peak one after the other, and soon arrived at Ye Mengyao's dojo.

At this moment, there was one more person at Ye Mengyao's dojo: Xu Ye had arrived.

Back then, the four of them entered the Donghua Immortal Sect one after another, but now, Ye Mengyao is going to leave first.

"Uncle-Master Lu, Uncle-Masters Xu, thank you for coming to see me off on my final journey!"

Ye Mengyao opened her eyes and spoke with difficulty.

Lu Yun nodded and said, "Mengyao, you can rest assured and transform into a Daoist. The three of us will protect you."

"Thank you very much, my three senior uncles."

After Ye Mengyao finished speaking, she slowly closed her eyes.

Ye Mengyao sat quietly for three days without saying a word, and Xu Changshou and the other two guarded her like this for three days.

Three days later, Ye Mengyao opened her eyes, her cloudy gaze carrying a trace of lingering affection. She took one last look at the world before slowly closing her eyes again.

"Goodbye, my three senior uncles!"

Ye Mengyao's aged body trembled, and her spiritual energy began to dissipate uncontrollably.

Xu Changshou knew that this was a sign of death; once a person could not control their spiritual energy, they would die.

"Respectfully sending Fellow Daoist Ye Mengyao to heaven."

"Respectfully sending Fellow Daoist Ye Mengyao to heaven."

"Respectfully sending Fellow Daoist Ye Mengyao to the heavens..."

Lu Yun and the other two spoke at the same time. Xu Changshou's eyes reddened slightly. After all, he had known Ye Mengyao for eight or nine thousand years. How could he not have any feelings for her?

Ye Mengyao's body trembled even more violently, and her cultivation level began to decline.

The middle stage of refining the void.

The early stage of refining the void.

The realm of fusion.

The realm of divine transformation.

Nascent Soul stage.

Golden Core Realm.

Foundation Building Realm.

Qi Refining Realm.

When all the spiritual energy dissipated from Ye Mengyao's body, she suddenly hunched over a lot, as if she had lost her support.

A wisp of soul energy emanated from Ye Mengyao's body and drifted towards Xu Changshou.

Quietly hovering three feet in front of Xu Changshou, Ye Mengyao's soul slowly dissipated like a candle flame.

Xu Changshou stepped forward, extended his hand, and Ye Mengyao's soul landed in Xu Changshou's palm.

"Take care, Uncle Xu!"

Ye Mengyao's faint voice rang in Xu Changshou's ears, and then that glimmer of soul light completely dissipated into the world.

"Ugh--"

Xu Changshou sighed, took out the black coffin he had prepared beforehand, and prepared Ye Mengyao's body for burial.

Xu Changshou glanced at Lu Yun and Xu Ye and said, "Ye Mengyao's last wish was to bury her body in the Chaos Sea. I'll go bury her and we'll talk again when I get back."

Xu Ye caught up and said, "I'll go see her off on her final journey too."

"Let's go together!" Lu Yun followed.

"go!"

The three of them carried Ye Mengyao's coffin to the Chaos Sea, where Xu Changshou chose a good spot as Ye Mengyao's burial site.

After burying Ye Mengyao, Xu Changshou led them back to his temple, brewed white flower tea, and entertained the two of them.

Xu Ye took a sip of tea and said, "Time flies. In the blink of an eye, we are all old monsters who have lived for ten thousand years."

"Yes!"

A trace of melancholy flashed in Lu Yun's eyes: "Cultivating immortality, cultivating immortality, in the end it's all just loneliness!"

Xu Changshou glanced at the two men and asked, "What are your plans?"

Xu Ye thought for a moment and said, "Of course I should work hard to cultivate and break through to the Tribulation Transcending stage as soon as possible. The Tribulation Transcending stage has a lifespan of 100,000 years. If I live for 100,000 years, it will be a worthwhile life."

"Senior Brother Lu, what about you?"

Xu Changshou looked at Lu Yun and asked.

Lu Yun's eyes flickered as he looked up at the sky and laughed, "Shatter the void and ascend to the Immortal Realm."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ye couldn't help but smile wryly. As expected of a tenfold body, his spirit was beyond his reach.

"Ascension to the Immortal Realm?"

Xu Changshou also looked up at the sky, a hint of longing in his eyes.

After a long while, Lu Yun withdrew his gaze and took a small sip of tea.

"Oh? Junior Brother Xu, your tea is quite good. What kind of tea is it?"

"This……"

Xu Changshou was stunned, remembering Xu Xiufan, and forgot to answer Lu Yun's question.

The loss of a loved one is not a momentary pain, but a permanent torment. Even after thousands of years, Xu Changshou's heart still aches whenever he thinks of Xu Xiufan.

Lost in thought, Xu Changshou remained motionless, holding his teacup, his mind filled with memories of his time with Xu Xiufan.

"Junior Brother Xu, Junior Brother Xu, Junior Brother Xu..."

"Uh! I'm sorry, Senior Brother Lu, I lost my composure."

Xu Changshou downed the tea in one gulp and said with a smile, "This is white flower tea. It was planted by an old friend many years ago, and it was only after many improvements by my grandson Xu Xiufan that this tea was finally made."

"Is your grandson here?" Lu Yun asked.

Xu Changshou shook his head: "They're gone. They've long since passed away."

"Ugh!"

"..."

The three chatted for a while longer, discussing many things about the Canghai Sect, before Xu Ye and Lu Yun parted ways.

Next.

Xu Changshou continued his cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand years have passed.

Over the past three thousand years, the Seventh Patrol Group has undergone some changes. Si Wanjun passed away, and a new Mahayana cultivator named Yu Xiantong joined the Seventh Patrol Group.

After Yu Xiantong arrived, Xu Changshou no longer needed to patrol; the patrol duties were all handed over to Yu Xiantong.

In addition, Xu Changshou has sold some of his seventh-grade wooden shield talismans over the years, probably more than a hundred.

Many people who wanted to buy talismans went through connections to find Xu Changshou, and Xu Changshou felt embarrassed to refuse, so he sold some.

"Is Senior Brother Xu here? I am Xian Tong."

Outside Xu Changshou's dojo, Yu Xiantong's voice suddenly rang out.

Xu Changshou's consciousness stirred, and he looked outside. He saw two people coming in: a young man in a turquoise jacket and a tall, slender boy.

The young man in the turquoise jacket was Yu Xiantong, but he didn't recognize the other one.

However, Xu Changshou felt a throbbing in his blood upon seeing him.