How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

Hei Muguang continued: "After turning thirty-five, I feel that my physical condition has declined.

Excluding the childhood period of young children, there are only a dozen years at most when they are more energetic and can indulge a little more.

Then there will be all kinds of troubles, things that I liked to do before can’t be done now, things that I wanted to eat and drink before can’t be spoken now, there are also illnesses, aging…”

"What Mu Guang said is..."

Qing Tianming sighed, as soon as the question of lifespan is raised, people can't help but continue talking.

Qing Tianming, who has already felt that his body is aging, is even more aware of it.

"To put it bluntly, some old people say they have had enough life in the end. In fact, there is no life enough, even their energy and body cannot keep up!

I can't do anything with my old body, I can't bite food, I can't taste it, I can't hear or see clearly, and all my interests and hobbies are restricted, so I say I've had enough...

Well, just like Yiyi’s mother, when she was ill... uh, no, that..."

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

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, it's been so many years, I'm not very sad anymore..."

Qing Yiyi waved her hands, looked at Hei Muguang pretending to be angry, and said harshly: "Have you heard what dad said? If you drink so much alcohol again, it will hurt your body and so on. When you get older, you won't even taste a drop of it." If you don’t come out, I’ll piss you off!”

"Hey, you said..."

Hei Muguang couldn't help but retorted: "It's just because I can't enjoy it when I'm old. When I can still enjoy it now, I should include my old share..."

Qing Yiyi: "Huh?"

Hei Muguang: "I'm talking nonsense, I won't drink anymore."

Qing Yiyi: "Humph."

After giving Hei Muguang a gentle glance, Qing Yiyi smiled again. After all, there were outsiders present, so she still had to save face for her husband and talk about family matters at home.

"The two Taoist priests laughed at each other, haha..."

Qing Yiyi smiled and stretched her head to look out the window. Two elders of the Yaowang Sect were directing the disciples to sort and unload the goods...

"Well, let the Taoist priests go into the house to have a rest, drink water and so on. You don't have to bother yourself so much. Just let Xiaoyang and the others do this by themselves!"

"It doesn't matter, we are all monks, how can we still be tired?"

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

"Well……"

Qing Tianming's heart trembled, and he whispered: "What's wrong? This sudden expression..."

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

Yao Yang suddenly relaxed his brows and showed a comforting smile.

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

Qing Tianming: "?"

Well, he was relatively calm before, but now he is starting to panic.

"Taoist! Doctor! Doctor!"

Qing Yiyi's expression changed drastically: "What's wrong with my dad?"

"Well...Actually, I've been staring at it since before I entered the door..."

Yao Yang laughed twice: "I wanted to say something, but seeing that the sect master didn't say a word, I felt embarrassed. After all, it was a bit rude..."

"fine!"

Qing Tianming showed a determined expression: "Taoist priest, tell me, it's okay, I can stand it!"

"Ah...then I'll say it..."

"Taoist Master, tell me!"

"Actually, you seem to be..."

Yao Yang took a deep breath and said seriously: "I'm sick! I'm seriously ill!"

Qing Yiyi: "!!!"

Hei Muguang: "!!!"

"Really? That's why I thought I would definitely come back this year to see..."

Qing Tianming sighed, showing a lonely smile: "Then, how long do I have left?"

Qing Yiyi, Hei Muguang: "!!!"

"why do you say so……"

Qing Yiyi's pupils shrank, she grabbed Qing Tianming's hand beside her, and said hurriedly: "Didn't you say you have a cold? How long has it been, Dad? Dad!"

"Hey, don't worry, I'm still here!"

Qing Tianming patted his daughter, turned to look at Yao Yang, and smiled: "Go on."

"Um……"

Seeing everyone looking at him, Yao Yang showed a serious expression.

"This is the first time I have seen this symptom. Through observation... I have summarized the following characteristics.

It is not clear at the time of infection, but the latent ability is very strong. According to judgment, it poses no threat to the human body in the early stage, and begins to proliferate rapidly in the middle stage. By the time obvious symptoms appear, such as a cold and cough, it is already in the late stage, and most of the body has been eroded, and till the end……"

"The skin is blue, showing the spots on the body?"

Qing Tianming suddenly spoke.

"Ah...it's not clear yet..."

Yao Yang was stunned for a moment, looked at Qing Tianming, and said cautiously: "Could it be that..."

"..."

Qing Tianming did not speak, but gently rolled up his sleeves. When everyone looked at him, their pupils shrank instantly.

"Harm, more than sixty is considered acceptable."

Qing Tianming sighed, looked at the stunned crowd, and smiled: "As I said just now, I have lived a good life!

I have a group of strong sons and two lovely and beautiful daughters who have been with me for so long. It’s time for me to follow my mother. "

"No! You are not allowed to leave!"

Qing Yiyi suddenly cried out, thinking of the horrible symptoms under the sleeve, tightly grasping Qing Tianming's hand, her eyes were a little red, Hei Muguang slowly and gently wrapped his arms around her waist, without saying anything.

"That..."

Hei Muguang looked at Shi Xing, frowned and asked.

"Master Shi, this..."

Shi Xing: "Uh..."

"Hey, Muguang, don't make things difficult for me, the Taoist priest."

Qing Tianming waved his hand: "Everyone says I've lived enough..."

"It can be cured!"

Shi Xing nodded affirmatively, showing a confident expression: "I am the master of the Yaowang Sect!"

"I really haven't lived enough!"

Qing Tianming straightened his back and nodded.

"Well, I still have to watch Lianlian grow up, Xiaoyang get married, Lianlian get married, Taoist priest, what should I do? I am now..."

"Ah, this... Don't get excited..."

Shi Xing smiled awkwardly: "It can be cured, at least it can be suppressed or even gradually recovered, I can guarantee it, but to say eradicate or leave no sequelae..."

"The sect leader should have thought of waiting for the two Taoist friends to come..."

Yao Yang explained: "Then we can study and discuss together, there is still great hope for treatment!"

"In addition..."

Yao Yang smiled and changed the topic to comfort the three people.

"With the cultivation realm of the two Taoist friends Heiyang and Hongli, as their family members, you don't have to worry about your lifespan like ordinary people did just now.

With the natural talents of the two, you are their closest relatives, and you may live longer than us!

So, this disease is the same. What I just said about the early, middle and late stages is just from the perspective of ordinary people, but we are much stronger than that, aren't we?"

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I made you laugh."

Qing Tianming forced a smile: "Because the word death is still too terrifying for ordinary people like me, and it makes people feel difficult to calm down..."

"Well! I was too excited, that, sorry, I spoke a little loudly just now..."

Qing Yiyi came back to her senses, adjusted her mood, drank the water in the cup on the table, stood up, and explained: "Well, I'll go see Xiaoyang and the others to see why they haven't come yet. You guys continue chatting, continue chatting!"

"Uh..."

The four of them were stunned, watching Qing Yiyi disappear around the corner, and retracted their sight.

"Ha, let's talk about that after the two Taoist friends come..."

"Well, it's just a small matter, just a small matter, say something happy."

"It's okay..."

"..."

"..."

Qing Yiyi suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked behind her, confirming that no one was following her, then covered her mouth and nose, her body trembling.

Taking out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, Qing Yiyi took a deep breath, blinked her eyes, and then continued to walk towards the bedroom.

"Xiaoyang... Xiaoli..."

Qing Yiyi muttered in a low voice: "What are you doing..."

"Bang!"

A muffled sound suddenly came from the direction of the bedroom, scaring Qing Yiyi.

"This is..."

Qing Yiyi widened her eyes and thought of a terrifying possibility: "Fighting? No way!"

Although Xiaoyang and Xiaoli have fought thousands of times, they suddenly fought when there were guests outside, and they were fine just now...

"Could it be that there was a big conflict?!"

Qing Yiyi was shocked and quickly quickened her pace. In a few steps, she walked to the bedroom door.

"Xiaoyang? Xiaoli? What are you doing?"

Qing Yiyi raised her voice: "Why did it suddenly make a noise?"

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay!"

Heiyang's panicked voice came.

"Yes, we are fine, don't worry!"

Hongli quickly followed up.

"Is it okay..."

Qing Yiyi showed a confused expression, but when she thought of her father's illness, she shook her head and put it behind her.

Since the leader of the Medicine King Sect, who is a professional, said that it can be cured, there must be no problem. Well, Qing Yiyi, don't scare yourself!

Thinking so, Qing Yiyi put her hand on the door and gently applied force.

"If it's okay, then mom will come in and see if there is anything you need help with..."

"Don't!!!"*2

The panicked voices of the two came from the house, but it was too late at this time.

"Hey, didn't you lock the door..."