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

"Hurry, hurry, Uncle Xu is here."

"Let's go, let's go meet Uncle Xu."

"Which Uncle Xu?"

"Who else could it be, Uncle Xu Changshou?"

"Is that the Uncle Xu who went on a killing spree in Pingyang Market?"

"it's him."

"What? Uncle Xu Changshou is here."

"Oh my god, big shot."

As soon as they heard that Xu Changshou was coming, the people in Yang Bailao's yard ran out like crazy.

In recent days, the news that Xu Changshou slaughtered eight people who had reached the great perfection of foundation building and two people who had reached the late stage of foundation building in Pingyang Market has been widely circulated in the sect.

Xu Changshou has become a popular figure in the sect.

Yang Bailao, Ouyang Qingze, Si Chenhui, Zhu Tongyou, Yaoqin, Shi Yuzhu and others also followed them out.

At this time, a rather calm young man in a purple Taoist robe walked into Yang Bailao's courtyard at a leisurely pace.

The young man was very majestic. Although he had no expression on his face, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"He is Uncle Xu. This is the first time I've met him."

"Uncle Xu looks so young."

"Uncle Xu, it's really Uncle Xu. I'm so excited to see Uncle Xu."

At this moment, everyone in the yard looked at Xu Changshou.

People had different expressions, some were nervous, some were excited, some were thrilled, and some were admiring.

In the eyes of the disciples of Green Ink Peak, Xu Changshou is a god-like existence.

It was Xu Changshou alone who carried the banner of Green Ink Peak.

Without Xu Changshou, Green Ink Peak would probably be in name only.

Therefore, all the disciples of Green Ink Peak, Xu Changshou, were full of admiration and respect.

Watching Xu Changshou step into his courtyard, Yang Bailao's eyes turned red. There was excitement and pride in his eyes.

Tears suddenly blurred my vision.

At this moment, Yang Bailao looked dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to the scene of his first meeting with Xu Changshou fifty years ago.

At that time, Xu Changshou was still a young boy. He spoke and acted carefully and with a humble attitude.

"Is it Junior Brother Xu Changshou?"

"It's me, my junior brother. May I ask what your name is, Senior Brother?"

"I am Yang Bailao."

"Junior Brother Yang, is this the newcomer this year?"

"Yes, his name is Xu Changshou..."

"Junior Brother Xu, starting today, I will teach you how to draw talismans."

"Thank you, Brother Yang."

"Brother Yang, I see you're too tired. You should take a rest."

"I can't rest any longer. If I rest any longer, I won't be able to complete the mission..."

……

"Haha, Lao Yang, congratulations, congratulations on returning to secular life."

Xu Changshou's gentle voice sounded in Yang Bailao's ears, bringing him back to reality.

Tears welled up in Yang Bailao's eyes, and he hurriedly raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears.

Seeing Yang Bailao wiping his tears, Xu Changshou felt a lump in his throat.

Back then, when we first met, Yang Bailao was still an unkempt, sloppy man. Although his face was tired and numb, he was very young.

At this time, Yang Bailao was already gray-haired and dying. He was obviously much older than other monks of the same age.

He had just turned a hundred years old and still had one-third of his life left, but he looked like he was about to become a god.

Xu Changshou knew that this was due to overwork at Green Ink Peak over the years.

When Xu Changshou thought of Yang Bailao's hard-working life, he felt a little ashamed.

Later, Yang Bailao worked hard for the affairs of Lumo Peak, partly because of him.

Xu Changshou patted Yang Bailao on the shoulder and said, "Why are you crying on such a happy day?"

"Happy, I am happy, seeing Uncle Xu happy."

"Haha, this is a little gift from me, please keep it."

Xu Changshou handed Yang Bailao a storage bag. Yang Bailao took the bag and took a look. There were a thousand spirit stones in it.

"Thank you, Master Xu."

Yang Bailao was full of gratitude. He didn't expect Xu Changshou to be so generous and give him a thousand yuan at once.

"Don't worry, what else is there?"

Then, Xu Changshou stuffed a few more talismans into Yang Bailao's hand and whispered, "There are three earth talismans and three thunderstorm talismans in here. Remember, you can only use them when your life is in danger."

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Come on, let's go in and talk."

Afterwards, Xu Changshou led everyone into the living room. He naturally sat in the main seat. Ouyang Qingze and others also had their own seats.

Apart from them, no one else had a seat.

Xu Changshou glanced at Yang Bailao and said to the person beside him, "Please take a seat."

"Yes."

Someone brought a chair over. Xu Changshou reached out and took it in his hand, then placed it next to him: "Bai Lao, come and sit."

"No, no, no, disciple dare not!"

Yang Bailao quickly shook his head.

The seats of the immortal cultivators are arranged in a very orderly manner.

Yang Bailao didn't dare to sit on the same level as Xu Changshou.

"Come on, I'll let you sit down."

"This……"

"Mr. Yang, please sit down."

"Yes, Mr. Yang, you are the protagonist today."

"Mr. Yang, please take a seat."

Ouyang Qingze and others also spoke up.

"Thank you, Uncle Xu. I'm sorry for overstepping my bounds."

Yang Bailao walked over and sat down somewhat nervously.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

As soon as Xu Changshou opened his mouth, the room inside and outside instantly became quiet.

He continued, "First of all, thank you all for coming to Old Yang's retirement ceremony. Let's raise our glasses together and congratulate Old Yang on his retirement."

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Yang, on returning to secular life."

People held wine glasses and sent their blessings to Yang Bailao.

Xu Changshou drank it all in one gulp, then put down his glass. He glanced at Ouyang Qingze and the other five, his face straightening as he said, "Old Yang has been at Green Ink Peak for a hundred years. While his contributions cannot be considered extraordinary, he has certainly devoted himself to the cause. From this day forward, I promise that all members of the Yang family will be permanently protected by Green Ink Peak. Remember this."

"As ordered!"

"Thank you, Uncle Master Xu, and thank you, all the uncle masters."

Yang Bailao cried again, tears streaming down his face. With Xu Changshou's words, all his years of working like a slave at Green Ink Peak were worth it.

"Qingze!"

"The disciple is here."

"After the retirement ceremony, you will personally escort Old Yang back to his hometown."

"Disciple, obey."

……

"I declare that the retirement ceremony has officially begun."

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of the salute rang out along with the crackling sound of firecrackers.

Under the chairmanship of Xu Changshou, the retirement ceremony officially began.

The world of immortal cultivation places the most importance on red tape. The retirement ceremony is a very grand ceremony in a cultivator's life, with many rituals and complicated procedures.

The retirement ceremony lasted for two hours, and it was past noon before it ended. After it was over, Xu Changshou left.

The best way for him to repay Yang Bailao was to show his favor to his descendants.

The banquet begins.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Yang, I offer you a toast."

"Brother Yang, I salute you."

"Brother Yang, congratulations on escaping the sea of ​​suffering."

"Thank you very much, thank you very much, I thank you all very much."

On this day, Yang Bailao was drunk and kept bragging about the stories he had with Xu Changshou in the past.