The ancestor of talismans

Seeing Yang Bailao's shocked face, Xu Changshou smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I succeeded in building my foundation."

"What, you, succeeded in building your foundation?"

Pah!

Yang Bailao was stunned and sat down on the chair behind him, with the teacup in his hand falling on the table.

The tea in the cup flowed out and scattered all over the table.

Yang Bailao stood up hurriedly and wiped the table with his sleeves. While wiping, he apologized: "Senior Brother Xu, ah no, Uncle Xu, I didn't know you succeeded in building your foundation. I'm so offended. You are a magnanimous person. Don't be so polite with me."

"Junior Brother Yang, don't be so polite. Come on, come on, sit down, let's continue drinking tea!"

"No, no, no!"

Yang Bailao's forehead was sweating, and he waved his hands repeatedly, saying that he didn't dare to sit down.

Afterwards, Yang Bailao bowed deeply to Xu Changshou and said solemnly: "Uncle Xu, you are a great cultivator of foundation building. There is a difference between the superior and the inferior. You cannot call me junior brother. Just call me by my name."

At this time, Yang Bailao's attitude towards Xu Changshou has changed dramatically.

Yang Bailao couldn't believe that the boy who followed him to learn to draw talismans more than ten years ago has now become a great cultivator of foundation building.

While Yang Bailao was surprised, he felt more bitter in his heart.

In the past, when Xu Changshou's cultivation level surpassed his, although he was uncomfortable, he gradually accepted it. After all, there were many people who came later in cultivation.

But this time is different. Among the people Yang Bailao knows, no one has successfully built a foundation. Xu Changshou is the first.

The boy who used to follow his senior brother and call him senior brother has now become a great cultivator of foundation building who needs him to look up to. This huge gap certainly makes Yang Bailao feel very uncomfortable.

"Bailao, sit down, let's continue drinking tea."

"I, I dare not."

Yang Bailao shook his head and said with a wry smile: "In front of Master Xu, where is the seat for the younger generation?"

Xu Changshou frowned and said seriously: "Sit down, I told you to sit down, just sit down."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Yang Bailao sat down carefully, daring to sit on only half of the chair, and after sitting down, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"Drink tea!"

Xu Changshou poured another cup of tea for Yang Bailao, and Yang Bailao hurriedly stood up again, respectfully taking the teacup with both hands.

"No need to stand up, sit down, sit down!"

"Yes, yes."

Yang Bailao sat down carefully again.

"Bailao, drink tea."

"Yes, yes!"

Yang Bailao took a sip of tea obediently, and then put the teacup on the table again.

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

Whatever question Xu Changshou asked, or what topic he talked about, Yang Bailao either answered honestly or nodded, not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest.

Xu Changshou shook his head slightly. He understood that after he established his foundation, he had crossed a class.

He and Yang Bailao were no longer people of the same class. The two could no longer sit together and chat calmly as before.

Even if he was willing to put down his airs, Yang Bailao would not treat him as casually as before.

Not to mention Yang Bailao, I am afraid that he will have to keep a certain distance from those friends in Gengziyuan in the future.

At this time, Xu Changshou was already a person that the menial disciples looked up to. It was impossible for him to play happily with his former friends.

This is the sadness of the road to strength. In the process of becoming stronger, the immortal cultivators always have a lot to lose.

After chatting with Yang Bailao for a few more awkward sentences, Xu Changshou couldn't talk any more, so he waved his hand and said, "Bailao, I have something else to do, you go first."

Hearing this, Yang Bailao was obviously relieved, stood up and saluted respectfully: "Uncle Xu, you are busy, I'm leaving."

"Go."

"By the way, Uncle Xu, can I tell others about your foundation building?" Yang Bailao asked cautiously.

"Yes!"

Xu Changshou nodded.

Everyone will know about his foundation building sooner or later, there is nothing to hide.

After Yang Bailao left Xu Changshou's yard, he told others about Xu Changshou's foundation building.

"What? Junior Brother Yang, are you telling the truth? Junior Brother Xu has really succeeded in building his foundation."

"Shh - shut up, you are the one who called me Junior Brother, Uncle Xu has already built his foundation, you should call him Uncle."

"Is it true or not? I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either!"

"It's true whether you believe it or not."

Soon, the news of Xu Changshou's foundation building spread throughout the Green Ink Peak, and the people of Green Ink Peak were immediately excited.

That night, the disciples of Green Ink Peak went to Xu Changshou's courtyard to congratulate him.

Coincidentally, Li Daotu was not at Green Ink Peak these days, and no one knew where he went.

Xu Changshou went to look for him several times, but he couldn't find him.

Without Li Daotu, there was no official proof of Xu Changshou's foundation building. Although people from other peaks heard some news, they didn't take it seriously and thought that people from Green Ink Peak were spreading rumors.

After all, the success of a menial disciple in building a foundation has not happened in the sect for hundreds of years. It was too far-fetched, so it was regarded as a rumor and did not cause much waves.

At the end of the month, Ye Shanhu came.

Ye Shanhu came at the end of every month in the past few months. Seeing the sign that Xu Changshou was in seclusion, she did not dare to disturb him.

Xu Changshou also knew that Ye Shanhu would come, so he opened the gate in advance.

The two were familiar with each other. After Ye Shanhu came, she did not knock on the door and went straight into the room.

At this time, Xu Changshou was sitting on a cushion in the living room, meditating. When he saw Ye Shanhu, he smiled and threw a cushion over.

"Sister Ye, please sit down!"

"You..."

When Ye Shanhu saw Xu Changshou for the first time, she was shocked, and her beautiful eyes were full of horror.

After all, she was a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of Qi Refining, and had taken the foundation-building pill, so she was much more sensitive than Yang Bailao.

He saw Xu Changshou sitting there steadily, with the spiritual energy in his body as vast as smoke, and he understood that Xu Changshou was already a foundation-building cultivator at this time.

"Junior Brother Xu, you, you have built a foundation?"

After being surprised, Ye Shanhu asked tentatively.

"Yes, I have built a foundation." Xu Changshou said lightly.

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Xu, no, congratulations to Uncle Xu for building a foundation successfully."

Ye Shanhu bowed, her heart was full of bitterness at this time, and her pretty face couldn't help but be a little dim.

In any case, she didn't dare to think that Xu Changshou would succeed in building a foundation.

You know, among the errand disciples of their class, Xu Changshou had the worst spiritual roots, and was assigned to the worst Dark Green Peak.

Logically speaking, the person with the least hope of building a foundation should be Xu Changshou.

But Xu Changshou succeeded in building a foundation.

You know, she and Xu Changshou had made an engagement, agreeing to become Taoist couples after the age of fifty.

Now, Xu Changshou has become a great cultivator of foundation building, and she is still a cultivator in the Qi Refining realm, so naturally there is no chance for her to marry Xu Changshou.

No foundation building cultivator would become a Taoist couple with a Qi Refining cultivator, but taking her as a maid would be fine.