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

"Brother Changshou, I'm cold!"

The day finally arrived. Early in the morning, Xu Changshou took Ye Shanhu out to bask in the sun.

However, it was unusually cold that day, and the sun seemed unable to provide Ye Shanhu with any energy. Her body became colder and colder, and her eyes gradually dimmed.

Xu Changshou simply held Ye Shanhu in his arms and reached out to touch her face. Because of taking the Dingyan Pill, Ye Shanhu was still young at this time.

"Grandma, I can't bear to leave you."

"Mom, you can't leave!"

In the yard, kneeling were Xu Chengzhi and his wife, and Xu Xiufan.

Feeling that Ye Shanhu's vitality was fading, the three of them burst into tears.

Xu Changshou hugged Ye Shanhu and carefully protected her with his wide Taoist robe: "Shanhu, are you still cold?"

"It's not cold anymore, Brother Changshou, that's great!"

"Coral, I, I, I'm sorry!"

Watching Ye Shanhu's vitality quickly fade away, Xu Changshou felt filled with a sense of powerlessness.

Even though he was invincible in this world, he could not retain Ye Shanhu's life breath at all.

Ye Shanhu showed a happy smile, and her eyes, which were about to be distracted, looked at Xu Changshou with love: "Junior Brother Xu, Junior Brother Xu, my Junior Brother Xu."

"Coral, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here!"

"Can you still call me Senior Sister Ye?" Ye Shanhu stretched out her hand with all her strength to touch Xu Changshou's face.

"Senior Sister Ye!"

"Great, Junior Brother Xu, it's great to have you!"

"Senior Sister Ye, Senior Sister Ye, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

"Junior Brother Xu, promise me that you will live well."

"Yes, I promise you!"

"Junior Brother Xu, after I die, bury me at the foot of Chu Xiu Peak, okay? That's where we met!"

"it is good!"

Ye Shanhu's arm slid down weakly from the air.

The last ray of light in his eyes disappeared, he slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of tears flowed out.

The moment Ye Shanhu's life force disappeared, her cultivation level fell from a foundation-building cultivator to a mortal.

Her black hair turned snow-white in an instant, her delicate face became covered with wrinkles, and her body became withered.

Xu Changshou hugged the old Ye Shanhu, and his whole body was cold at this moment.

Even though he had been prepared, he still felt a heart-wrenching pain the moment Ye Shanhu died!

Tears instantly blurred his eyes, and in the daze, Xu Changshou saw a young girl with a ponytail and an elegant look.

"This is Ye Shanhu, Senior Sister Ye, from the Ye family of Wanbao Pavilion."

"Senior Sister Ye."

"Hello, Junior Brother Xu!"

"This is the White Jade Boat, my flying magic weapon."

"Junior Brother Xu has been practicing for half a month without eating or drinking. He is truly a crazy practitioner."

"Junior Brother Xu, I'd like to ask for your help in buying some talismans."

"Junior Brother Xu, if you don't trust me, we can sign a confidentiality agreement!"

"I'm not going back tonight. I'm sleeping here with you."

"Junior Brother Xu, if you still can't establish your foundation in fifty years, we will become Taoist companions."

"Uncle Xu, you are now a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Our agreement is terminated. Don't worry, I will definitely not pester you."

"Foundation Building Pill, you actually gave me a Foundation Building Pill?"

"Senior Brother Xu, I want to be with you, even if it means being your concubine."

……

The scenes of getting to know and spending time with Ye Shanhu kept flashing in Xu Changshou's mind.

……

At the foot of Chu Xiufeng Mountain, Xu Changshou stood there woodenly, looking at the lonely grave.

Ten years of life and death are boundless.

Not thinking about it, unforgettable.

A thousand miles away, there is no one to express my sorrow.

"Dad, let's go and let Mom rest in peace!"

"Ok!"

Xu Changshou left slowly, looking back every few steps, until the lonely grave disappeared from his sight.

Senior Sister Ye, I still lost you, I'm sorry!

……

Five years later, a snow-white crane landed at Xu Changshou's Taoist temple.

Seeing Xu Changshou, Xianhe bowed and said, "Uncle Xu, the master invites you to discuss matters at Taiyi Peak."

"Is Wu Daozhen here?" Xu Changshou asked.

"Yes." The crane nodded.

"go!"

Xu Changshou soared into the air and arrived at Xuanyang's dojo.

At this time, Wu Daozhen and Xuan Yang were drinking tea and chatting harmoniously.

Wu Daozhen's attitude has changed a lot now. He no longer has any arrogance when speaking to Xuan Yang, but is very polite.

You know, Xuan Yang is the leader of the Green Immortal Sect after all. No one knows how many geniuses this sect will produce in the future.

But one thing is certain, there will definitely be someone stronger than him in Xuanyang's Taoist lineage.

That's why Wu Daozhen was so polite to Xuanyang.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Wu!"

Xu Changshou arrived and bowed slightly to Wu Daozhen, saluting respectfully.

"Yes, you are the new Nascent Soul cultivator of the Green Immortal Sect." Wu Daozhen nodded with a smile.

"Exactly."

"What's your spiritual root?" Wu Daozhen asked.

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Yang's face looked a little strange. He knew that Xu Changshou's spiritual roots were ten types of mixed spiritual roots.

His spiritual roots are too poor. If Wu Daozhen knew that Xu Changshou had ten kinds of mixed spiritual roots, would he not let him enter the Sangyu Immortal Realm?

Xu Changshou's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. With a thought, he used the Root Heart Talisman to conceal his spiritual roots. Then he smiled and said, "Reporting to Fellow Daoist Wu, I have dual spiritual roots."

What?

Xuan Yang was stunned for a moment, damn, you are lying with your eyes wide open, you clearly have ten types of mixed spiritual roots.

Wu Daozhen nodded: "Good talent."

"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Wu." Xu Changshou bowed with a smile.

Xuan Yang on the side frowned. Isn’t this kid afraid of being exposed?

"Greetings to Uncle Master Xuanyang."

"Greetings, Uncle Xu."

"Greetings, Senior Wu!"

At this time, Zhang Zongchang, Bai Tongyuan, Li Linhao and Chu Xiaoyu arrived.

Glancing at the four of them, Wu Daozhen nodded: "Are these four going too?"

"Yes." Xuan Yang nodded.

Wu Daozhen waved his hand at the four people: "Come, let's test your spiritual roots first!"

"Yes!"

Wu Daozhen took out a crystal ball and began to test the spiritual roots of Li Linhao and others.

The four of them felt very uncomfortable. A Jindan cultivator actually wanted to test their spiritual roots.

Soon, the spiritual root tests of the four people were completed, and they all had dual spiritual roots, which fully met the requirements.

After taking a look at Li Linhao, Xu Changshou smiled without saying anything. This guy had tested three spiritual roots when he was at Chu Xiufeng.

Wu Daozhen would definitely not be wrong. When assigning tasks, Li Linhao's three spiritual roots must have been deliberately created by Li Tong.

"Alright, Fellow Daoist Xuanyang, it's time for us to go!"

Wu Daozhen opened his mouth to remind him, but he said he was leaving, but he just sat there motionless.

"Forehead……"

Xuan Yang stroked his chin, not knowing what he was thinking, and actually forgot to speak.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanyang, it's time for us to leave."

"Forehead……"

Xuan Yang stood up, then took out a storage bag and handed it to Wu Daozhen: "My fellow Daoist, this is a small gift from you. Please accept it."

"Ok!"

Wu Daozhen nodded with an expression that said, "You're smart." Then he glanced at the storage bag, and a hint of ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go!"

After putting away the storage bag, Wu Daozhen stood up and flew into the air.