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

Xu Changshou calculated that it would take him about five years to break through to the middle stage of the Golden Core, which would take fifty years if he used the Lost Mind Talisman. In fifty years, he would probably consume six hundred Golden Spirit Pills.

The 1,500 medium-grade spirit stones he had were only enough to buy more than a hundred golden spirit pills. It was not enough, not enough at all.

Ever since breaking through the Golden Core Realm, Xu Changshou discovered that he seemed to be poorer than when he was building the foundation.

At this time, it was not difficult for Xu Changshou to make money. If he sold his talismans to Wanxian Pavilion, he would definitely be able to sell enough resources for cultivation.

But the problem is that the talismans he draws now have too much destructive power and can already change the entire situation in the Dongyu cultivation world.

If he sold all his talismans to Wanxian Pavilion, then Wanxian Pavilion would have talismans with extremely lethal power and would become ambitious, just like Patriarch Xuanyang, thinking of strengthening itself and destroying others.

Maybe the people from Wanxian Tower will take action against the Green Immortal Sect.

As for Xu Changshou himself, he did not want the world of immortal cultivation to be in chaos before he truly grew up.

After all, he is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm. If a major war breaks out in the sect, he may not be able to protect himself.

Therefore, the talismans must never be sold outside. Even if there is a real lack of resources and the talismans must be sold, they can only be sold to Patriarch Xuanyang.

The world of immortal cultivation in Dongyu is too small after all. If Xu Changshou becomes a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Golden Elixir, the Dao-breaking Talisman he draws at that time will be enough to subvert the entire world of immortal cultivation.

Now is not the time yet. While the world of immortal cultivation is still relatively stable, the best way is to stay hidden and develop slowly.

From now on, to cultivate to the peak of the early stage of the Golden Core, one needs 6,000 medium-grade spirit stones. If he hands over all the fire thunder talismans in his hand to the ancestor, he can get 8,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

It’s enough for the short term, so let’s take it one step at a time.

Thinking of this, Xu Changshou took off into the air and flew towards Taiyi Peak.

Go directly to the top of Taiyi Peak and arrive at the door of Patriarch Xuanyang.

At this time, the Fire Kirin was lying at the door, sleeping soundly.

"My younger brother Xu Changshou greets Senior Brother Huo Yuan!"

"Humph!"

The Fire Kirin raised its head, and two pillars of fire blew out of its nostrils. It looked at Xu Changshou with a bit of irritation and said unhappily, "Boy, if you can't give me a good reason, I'll peel off your skin."

"hehe."

Xu Changshou smiled and bowed, "Brother Huo Yuan, don't worry. I'm here to hand in a task. The ancestor asked me to draw eight thousand fire thunder talismans. After all these years of hard work, I have finally finished drawing them all."

"Oh!"

Huo Qilin became interested and lost all sleepiness. He quickly ran to Xu Changshou and said, "Where's the Fire Thunder Talisman? Take it out and let me see it."

Xu Changshou took out a storage bag and handed it to Huo Qilin. Huo Qilin grabbed it with his claws, took a peek inside, and was immediately overjoyed: "Not bad, not bad, kid, you finally completed the task."

"Brother Huo Yuan, look..."

Xu Changshou stretched out three fingers and rubbed them.

Huo Qilin looked embarrassed when he heard this, but he took out his abacus and started to calculate.

After counting several times, he finally sorted out a storage bag and handed it to Xu Changshou.

Xu Changshou took a look and saw eight thousand medium-grade spirit stones, not a single one less.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Huo Yuan. Goodbye!"

After taking the spirit stone, Xu Changshou left quickly without even returning to Lvmo Peak, and went directly to Wanxian Pavilion.

Xu Changshou used a small talisman to disguise himself as a middle-aged man again, bought 600 Golden Spirit Pills at Wanxian Pavilion, and then went to Pingyang Market.

Counting the time, it has been more than five years since he last saw his son. Xu Changshou plans to stay with his son for some time before going into seclusion.

When he arrived at Pingyang Market, Xu Changshou flew directly into Ye Shanhu's residence.

At this time, a boy of five or six years old was playing in Ye Shanhu's yard.

Xu Changshou took a closer look. The boy was dressed in gorgeous clothes, was white and plump, with red lips and white teeth. He was very cute, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to his own.

Xu Changshou stepped into the yard and landed beside the boy. He pinched his cheek and said with a smile, "Kid, what's your name?"

"you……"

Seeing Xu Changshou, the boy froze and dropped the toy in his hand to the ground: "You, you, are you daddy?"

"this!"

Xu Changshou was also stunned. He didn't expect Xu Chengzhi to recognize him as soon as they met. The last time they met, the boy was only three months old. Logically, it was impossible for him to recognize him.

"How do you know I'm your father?" Xu Changshou asked curiously.

Xu Chengzhi curled his lips and tears flowed down his face uncontrollably: "I have seen your portrait. Mother cries in front of your portrait every day."

After hearing Xu Chengzhi's words, Xu Changshou was struck by lightning. As a cultivator, he was successful.

But as a man and a father, he failed.

He and Ye Shanhu were not far away from each other, but Ye Shanhu was afraid of delaying his cultivation, so even though she missed him very much, she would not disturb him.

His son is already five years old, and he has only seen him twice and has never asked about his son's affairs.

I feel so ashamed towards them, mother and son.

Thinking of this, Xu Changshou's nose felt sore and he hugged Xu Chengzhi: "Son, it's Dad's fault. Dad is sorry for you and your son."

"Bad Daddy, let me go, let me go now, Bad Daddy, Bad Daddy, I hate you."

Xu Chengzhi, who was held in his arms, struggled hard. Xu Changshou was afraid of hurting him, so he quickly put him on the ground.

"Bad daddy, you are a bad daddy, you are a bad daddy, I hate you."

After Xu Chengzhi landed, he ran quickly into the house.

Xu Changshou's face was full of bitterness and he felt very guilty.

It is not difficult to imagine that Xu Chengzhi must have a lot of opinions about himself.

He is five or six years old, and I have never visited him once. This is very cruel for a five or six-year-old child.

Hearing the noise outside, Ye Shanhu ran out and hugged Xu Chengzhi.

Xu Chengzhi cried even harder, pointed at Xu Changshou, and shouted, "Mom, he's a bad dad. I hate him. Get rid of him!"

Snapped!

Upon hearing this, Ye Shanhu slapped Xu Chengzhi in the face, and Xu Chengzhi cried even harder.

Seeing her son crying so miserably, Ye Shanhu also started crying.

Xu Chengzhi had never seen his father since he was a child. Ye Shanhu felt that she owed him, so she obeyed him in everything and never hit him. This was the first time she hit a child.

"Shanhu, don't blame Chengzhi. It's all my fault. I'm sorry to you and your son." Xu Changshou walked over and put his arm around Ye Shanhu.

Ye Shanhu held her son in her arms, nestled in Xu Changshou's arms, and shed tears of happiness: "Brother Changshou, I don't blame you. It's me. I didn't take good care of the child."

"It's hard on you."

Xu Changshou reached out and wiped away Ye Shanhu's tears.

Seeing the two of them being so intimate, Xu Chengzhi stopped crying and calmed down. He snuggled in Ye Shanhu's arms, and occasionally stole a glance at Xu Changshou.

Xu Changshou reached out and touched Xu Chengzhi's head. The little guy dodged, and after being touched a few times, he looked at Xu Changshou with a complicated expression, a little eager to get closer, but also a little timid.