Chapter 7: Master Yixiu, Reunion After Eighty Years
After Chen Changsheng finished speaking, Dzytong’s voice also echoed in Chen Changsheng’s mind.
“The host already has doubts in their heart, why not seek the truth yourself?”
Upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng rolled his eyes and waved his hand.
“Don’t joke around, how could I do something as dangerous as that to myself?”
“What if something goes wrong by accident? Wouldn’t that be a huge loss?”
“Moreover, I don’t want to be like the bl**d Demon Ancestor, being chased for a lifetime.”
“Host, what I mean is that you can find the safest and most secure method.”
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment.
“Safe and secure, is there such a method?”
“Why does the host think there isn’t one? There has never been an unchanging thing in this world.”
“The bl**d Demon Ancestor chose such an urgent method because his lifespan was nearly over at that time.”
“But you are different; you have an almost limitless lifespan.”
“Over time, it will certainly be possible to solve this problem.”
Facing Dzytong’s reply, Chen Changsheng tilted his head in thought and said, “It makes sense. Time may seem weak, but it is the sharpest blade in this world.”
“Whether you are an ancestor of spirit masters or divine weapons, you cannot withstand the erosion of time.”
“All things become insignificant in front of time, and this small cultivation problem is no exception.”
Artificial spirit roots were another hypothesis proposed by the bl**d Demon Ancestor. He wanted to implant external objects into a person’s body to form the existence of spirit roots.
However, many problems with this method had yet to be overcome.
For example, what kind of heaven-defying treasures would be suitable as spirit roots, and how these treasures could be implanted without being absorbed by the body and turning into spirit roots.
However, facing these issues, Chen Changsheng did not rush to solve them because he had plenty of time.
After chatting idly with Dzytong for a while, Chen Changsheng climbed into the coffin he often slept in.
After three months of hard work, he needed to rest properly now.
…
The matter of collecting the bl**d Demon Ancestor’s remains did not cause any ripples.
Chen Changsheng returned to his peaceful and solitary life again.
It is worth mentioning that the kind-hearted little monk would come to see Chen Changsheng every few days.
Sometimes he asked Chen Changsheng to collect corpses for others, sometimes he shared his own cultivation insights with Chen Changsheng.
However, the topic they discussed most was Buddhism.
In the past fifty years, Chen Changsheng had read extensively, from Buddhist scriptures and Taoist classics to folk novels and vulgar stories.
As long as it contained knowledge, Chen Changsheng did not let anything slip through his fingers.
Combining fifty years of experience among mortals, Chen Changsheng mostly won in their debates.
…
“Chen Changsheng, today I must debate with you for three hundred rounds!”
A bald monk in a robe stepped into the door of the coffin shop.
Seeing the casual manner of the person who came, Chen Changsheng glanced at him and said indifferently,
“You are after all the inheritor of Heavenly Buddha Temple, the master called Yixiu by everyone.”
“If people see you like this now, wouldn’t it be ridiculed?”
Facing Chen Changsheng’s words, Yixiu rolled his eyes and casually sat on a coffin, saying,
“Let them laugh if they want to.”
“Even if they elevate me to the heavens, it cannot change the fact that I lost twenty years ago.”
Indeed, the little monk in front of him was exactly the same little monk who had asked Chen Changsheng to collect the bl**d Demon Ancestor’s remains back then.
Time flies, and twenty years pass in the blink of an eye.
The little monk who once was has now grown into a young man who can stand alone.
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Hearing Yixiu’s complaint, Chen Changsheng put down the book in his hand and said, “From your tone, you still want to debate with me today?”
“Of course, why else would I come to see you?”
“Among the people I know, only you can compete with me in Buddhism.”
“But to be honest, your cultivation talent is really poor.”
“Ten years ago you were at Qi Cultivation Level Three, now you are at Qi Cultivation Level Four. Your progress in cultivation is too slow, isn’t it?”
“I’m really worried that you might d*e one day by accident, then who would I debate with!”
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng smiled faintly and said, “Cultivation talent is not something I can decide, what can I do?”
“Even if I don’t have cultivation talent, I can help you!”
“Although I cannot change the fact that you don’t have a spirit root, extending your lifespan is still possible.”
“You always refuse to tell me how old you are, I don’t want to lose such a friend.”
Facing Yixiu’s words, Chen Changsheng only responded with a smile and did not give a direct answer.
Living in the cultivation world, the greatest benefit is not having to worry about unchanged appearance.
Because maintaining youth is not a rare thing.
“Heaven decides life and d*ath, wealth and honor lie in fate. Don’t take life so seriously, everything should follow its natural course.”
“Today I don’t want to debate with you, I have something I want to ask you for help.”
“No!”
Yixiu refused Chen Changsheng’s request very straightforwardly.
“Unless you agree to extend my lifespan.”
Looking at Yixiu’s stubborn attitude, Chen Changsheng laughed helplessly.
“No problem, if you help me with this, I’ll agree to extend your lifespan.”
Hearing this, Yixiu jumped off the coffin excitedly.
“What’s the matter, just say it. I, Master Yixiu, guarantee to get it done!”
“You came to the Linglong Sect to participate in the ceremony where ‘Longsheng Fairy’ takes over as an elder, right?”
“Is that so, do you also want to see it?”
“Not really,” Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, “I want you to deliver this to ‘Longsheng Fairy.’”
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng took out a wooden carving in the shape of a tiger from his pocket.
Looking at the item in Chen Changsheng’s hand, Yixiu’s face twisted.
“Chen Changsheng, don’t tell me you like ‘Longsheng Fairy.’”
“This woman has no interest in romantic relationships, you’re wasting your time.”
“Just deliver this to her, no need for any more words.”
“If you do this, I’ll agree to extend your lifespan.”
Faced with Chen Changsheng’s “troublesome” request, Yixiu scratched his head anxiously.
In the end, Yixiu snatched the wooden carving from Chen Changsheng’s hand and said,
“First of all, I can help you deliver it, but I can’t mention your name.”
“If ‘Longsheng Fairy’s’ pursuers find out about this, you might d*e a very miserable d*ath.”
“Fine!”
After getting Chen Changsheng’s reply, Yixiu left the coffin shop with the wooden carving.
Watching Yixiu’s back, Chen Changsheng murmured softly, “Little monk, see you eighty years later.”
After saying this, Chen Changsheng embedded several spiritual stones into the floor.
Array patterns instantly appeared in the coffin shop; this was a random teleportation array that Chen Changsheng had set up over ten years.
The range and destination of teleportation were unknown.
The purpose of doing this was to prevent anyone from finding his location based on the teleportation array.
Buzz!
Glowing, Chen Changsheng disappeared within the array, and the random teleportation array on the ground was completely destroyed.
