Taoist Xiu and Haotian were talking about something, and the bastard stood aside, nodding from time to time, pretending to be as if it had something to do with him.

Seeing me approaching, Taoist Master Haotian smiled and said, "Xiaolong, we haven't seen each other for some years."

"Yes, it's been more than ten years. It's an honor for me to remember me."

"Haha, don't call me senior. I just discussed it with Brother Feng. From now on, everyone will talk about friendship with each other, so I'll call you Brother Long."

"Puff puff puff puff." The bastard suddenly laughed like a fart: "Brother, you have breast augmentation, he has breast augmentation. You should form a combination, which means you understand the hearts of women the most!"

My forehead was covered with black lines: "If you want to die, just say it."

The bastard realized something was wrong, so he blew the soles of his feet and ran away.

Taoist Master Haotian continued, "Actually, I am more than a hundred years younger than Brother Feng, but when I reach my level, I can talk about friendship with peers. This is normal."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

What does it mean? Do you want to be a disciple of me, but ask for death on the same day of the same year, month and day? That's a loss! So he refused and said, "Forget it, I'm not used to it. The two seniors asked me to come here, so it won't be just for this?"

"Well..." Master Haotian was a little difficult to say. It took several seconds to say: "Dao Dao has a request, a bit too much."

The bastard came over again: "Since it's too much, then stop talking."

I glared at the bastard, signaled him to shut up, and then looked at Taoist Master Haotian: "I can probably guess one or two of my requests from senior."

"Oh? Then tell me."

"I see that my senior's lips are white and dry, and a blue and black energy flows from the heavenly spirit to the Yintang, turns to the Mingmen, and exhale more and inhale less, and the air dissipates but does not gather. This is a death sentence. I am afraid that what the senior wants to say will be related to this."

"Huh? Xiaolong has such profound attainments in physiognomy. You are right. My deadline is approaching and I still have a few months to live. If I break through this period, I can increase my life span. So I am honest and kind to ask you for advice on how to practice."

I refused on the spot: "I'm afraid I'll disappoint my seniors. I don't have any special cultivation methods. If I have to pay credit for it, I can only say that my talent is better."

"So...well, in the last few months, I'll travel around. Brother Feng, let's leave."

Feng Shenxiu nodded slightly: "Traveling is also a kind of cultivation. Maybe the opportunity comes and you can find the opportunity to break through."

Taoist Master Haotian turned around and left. Looking at the lonely figure, Feng Shenxiu asked, "Can you help him? Taoist Master Haotian is not bad."

Help him? I can give him a lifespan, or even restore him to his youthful appearance, but this is different from treating injuries. Giving a lifespan requires consuming the origin of life. In other words, it means transferring my lifespan to him.

There are so many acquaintances on Earth, can I send them?

However, what Feng Shenxiu said made sense, so she said, "Master Haotian did take good care of me back then, so let him die."

Feng Shenxiu's eyes widened and she was stunned, looking at me as if she was looking at a stranger.

But he misunderstood. What I mean is that after returning to the Netherworld, I will leave Master Haotian’s name in the registration office. In this way, after he arrives at the Reincarnation City, he can redeem his soul and stay in the Netherworld for cultivation...
Chapter completed!