How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Listen, they seem to be talking about you!

You wouldn't want anyone to know about your shameful behavior, would you?

Hei Yang: "..."

Hongli: "..."

"Damn!" *2

"I was just talking nonsense! Please don't take it seriously!"

Sweat beaded on Hongli's forehead. She took a deep breath and gritted her teeth, saying, "Since going out is practically certain death, I might as well stay inside! Heiyang, you can go out by yourself!"

Are you sure you don't need my help right now?

Hei Yang raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you afraid of getting bumps all over your head? Aren't you afraid of bouncing around the whole house? Weren't you just crying and flying around like that?"

"Tch, this little hardship is nothing compared to dying in the office!"

Hong Li gave a soft snort, her face full of determination.

"Alright, let go of my hand now, hurry up and get out of here so people don't keep waiting."

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang paused, then looked somewhat troubled: "Then, what's the reason?"

"If you stay inside and don't go out, how am I supposed to explain this to them?"

"Just say that Hongli is sick and not feeling well!"

"Then they were worried about you, so they brought you some fruit to visit you, only to find you flying around the house full of energy when they opened the door?"

"Damn it! Why are you always undermining me?"

"I'm giving you a serious analysis, okay?"

"I didn't see anything serious in it..."

Hongli pursed her lips, paused, and whispered, "Then just say, 'Well, last night was exciting, and now she's tired and can't walk, so I came alone!'"

Hei Yang: "???"

Hongli: "..."

"What...what happened?"

Hongli stammered, "What kind of look is that?!"

"I didn't say..."

It took Hei Yang more than ten seconds to come to his senses. His face flushed slightly, and he couldn't help but speak up.

"You can't just make up rumors out of thin air!"

I haven't done anything yet! Your words make me sound...that's just ridiculous!

"whispering sound……"

Hongli lowered her eyelids guiltily and muttered under her breath, "Anyway, it was bound to happen sooner or later..."

Hei Yang: "???"

Hongli: "..."

"Why are you looking at me like that?!"

Hongli shrank her head lower and lower, then suddenly caught sight of something, averting her gaze as if electrocuted. Her face flushed red, and she said somewhat exasperatedly, "Then think of a usable reason yourself! Do you have to ask me for this? How awful! How awful! How awful!"

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang's lips twitched, and he coughed twice: "Alright then, I'll let go, but don't panic."

"Okay, okay, let go now..."

Hongli feigned impatience, but when she sensed that Heiyang's hand was really about to let go, she felt a sudden panic and grabbed Heiyang's wrist.

"Black Sun, wait a minute!"

"Ok?"

Hei Yang was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"Well, I've been thinking about it..."

Hongli gave an awkward smile: "Perhaps, how about adding some more safeguards?"

Hei Yang: "?"

"..."

"..."

At this moment, Yao Yang, Shi Xing, Qing Yiyi, Hei Muguang, and Qing Tianming were sitting at the table in the living room, chatting and laughing.

"honestly……"

Shi Xing laughed and pointed to himself: "Don't let my youthful appearance fool you, I'm actually over 420 years old this year, which is considered old for someone in the Golden Core stage, hahaha."

"Over four hundred years old..."

Qing Tianming and the others were stunned. His eldest daughter, Qing Yiyi, was thirty-seven years old, and his son-in-law, Hei Muguang, had a one-year-old daughter who was thirty-six this year.

The oldest among them, Qing Tianming, is only sixty-seven years old this year.

For ordinary people, living to eighty or ninety is considered a happy death, and a hundred years old is the limit of longevity in imagination.

But if it's over four hundred years old...

Such a long period of time made Qing Yiyi and the others feel a little unreal and dazed.

"Cultivation..."

Qing Tianming sighed, then gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"Ah, the Taoist priest's longevity is truly enviable. For ordinary mortals like us, living to seventy or eighty is already a blessing!"

"Seventy or eighty years old is the age at which one lives..."

Hei Muguang continued, "To be honest, after the age of thirty-five, I felt my physical condition decline somewhat."

If we exclude infancy and childhood, there are at most a dozen or so years when we have plenty of energy and can indulge ourselves a bit.

Then all sorts of troubles will follow: things you used to enjoy doing you can't do anymore, things you used to want to eat and drink you can't eat or drink freely anymore, and then there's illness, aging..."

"What Mu Guang said is..."

Qing Tianming sighed, "The question of lifespan always gets brought up and people can't help but keep talking about it."

Qing Tianming, who had already felt his body aging, had an even deeper understanding of this.

"To put it bluntly, some elderly people say they've lived enough when they reach the end, but there's no such thing as living enough; it's just that their energy and physical condition can't keep up!"

With an aging body, I can't do anything anymore. I can't chew food, I can't taste anything, I can't hear or see clearly, and all my hobbies are restricted. That's why I say I've had enough of life...

Yeah, like Yiyi's mom, when she was sick... uh, no, that..."

Qing Tianming suddenly stopped, turned to look at Qing Yiyi, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Dad talked too much. Your mother..."

"Oh, it's alright, it's alright. So many years have passed, I'm not that sad anymore..."

Qing Yiyi waved her hand, pretending to be annoyed as she looked at Hei Muguang, and said fiercely, "Did you hear what Dad said? If you drink so much more, it will harm your health and all that. When you get old, you won't be able to taste anything, and that will make you furious!"

"Hey, you said it..."

Hei Muguang couldn't help but retort, "It's precisely because we can't enjoy life when we're old that we should enjoy it while we can still..."

Qing Yiyi: "Hmm?"

Hei Muguang: "I was just talking nonsense, I'm not drinking anymore."

Qing Yiyi: "Hmph."

Qing Yiyi glanced at Hei Muguang briefly before smiling again. After all, there were outsiders present, and she had to save face for her husband. Family matters could be discussed at home.

"You two Taoist priests are too kind, haha..."

Qing Yiyi smiled and looked out the window. Two elders from the Medicine King Sect were directing their disciples to unload the goods by sorting them...

"Well, let those Taoist priests come in and rest, have a drink of water or something. There's no need to go to so much trouble. Xiao Yang and the others can handle this themselves!"

"It's alright, we're all cultivators, how could we get tired?"

Yao Yang, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up. She glanced at Shi Xing, her eyes flickered a few times, and then looked at Qing Tianming with a complicated expression.

"Uh……"

Qing Tianming's heart skipped a beat, and he whispered, "What's wrong? Why the sudden expression..."

"Um... well... how should I put it..."

Yao Yang's brows suddenly relaxed, and she gave a reassuring smile.

"Haha, you don't need to be so nervous. It's nothing. I was just saying it casually. Just listen to it like it's gossip."

Qing Tianming: "?"

He was initially quite calm, but now he's starting to panic.