Like many mundane mortals, Cao Chen has also imagined too many unrealistic good lives. However, in these countless conjectures, Cao Chen never imagined immortality.

Sometimes, it is not necessarily a happiness to grow old slowly until you close your eyes and end the care of this life.

This has nothing to do with "there is no joy in life, and there is no fear in death".

Dying in a happy time is probably the greatest happiness.

Looking at the refined Dementor brought by Cao Chen, Uncle Liu smiled and picked up a teacup, put a few tea leaves, poured boiling water, smelled the faint incense of the tea, and handed the teacup to Cao Chen, Uncle Liu said, "Girl, you have a heart." Thank you, uncle. ”

Cao Chen smiled and said, "What's polite, it's just a trivial matter." Come on, come on, let's hurry up, this dementor can't be left for too long after refining. ”

Uncle Liu smiled slightly and said, "No need." ”

"Uh......" Cao Chen was a little surprised.

Aunt Liu walked over, reached out and touched Cao Chen's head, and said with a smile, "Although your Uncle Liu and I are not highly cultivated, we also know that this soul dementor is not a good thing, are you planning to use your life force to help Uncle Liu step into Jindan?" ”

Cao Chen was slightly stunned and said with a smile, "You don't need much life force." Besides, I'm still young, even if I consume some life power, I can always improve my cultivation before my life power is exhausted, it's not a big deal. ”

Aunt Liu said, "Yes, you are a good boy." But your Uncle Liu and my coffins have already been laid, if you really can't die, isn't it a waste? ”

Hearing Aunt Liu'er's words, Uncle Liu laughed. "The old man is a rough man, and he can't make any big senses. I just think it's good to be so old and close your eyes. ”

Aunt Liu said, "This life expectancy is probably like money in the eyes of secular people, how much do you earn to be satisfied?" How long will you live to be willing? Silly girl...... Aunt Liu grabbed Cao Chen's hand affectionately, "The cultivation avenue is ethereal." Even if he is a legendary figure like the Hundred Flowers Holy Emperor, doesn't there be a day of reincarnation in the Heavenly Dao? If there is no end to life, then the meaning of life will be much less. ”

Uncle Liu smiled, "Your Aunt Liu is from a famous family, and there are always a lot of big truths." The old man didn't think about it that much, anyway, he listened to your aunt. Speaking of which, if she hadn't encouraged me in the first place, I wouldn't have had the courage to elope with her. ”

Aunt Liu gave Uncle Liu a roll of her eyes and said to Cao Chen, "Girl, if you really have a heart, hurry up and give birth to a man and a woman with Chen Zhao, so that the two of us will be happy and happy." ”

Cao Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Depressed, Chen Zhao and I are just ordinary friends." After getting along for half a year, Cao Chen also knew that they would definitely not believe what he said. I didn't want to listen to their nagging, so I quickly found an excuse to leave.

Back at the residence, Long Xuan was gone, only the dragon slayer knife was placed horizontally on the table, and Chen Zhao was lying alone on the bed in a daze.

Cao Chen put away the dragon slaying knife, carried Chen Zhao to the wheelchair, pushed him to the sun in the field, and took out a small shovel to remove the grass.

Chen Zhao looked at Cao Chen, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Using the refined Dementor to forcibly improve Uncle Liu's cultivation will pay a lot of price, right?" ”

Cao Chen snorted without looking back, and said, "You know, why bother asking." ”

Chen Zhao was stunned for a moment, laughed, and said, "Uncle Liu didn't agree." ”

"Hmm."

"Isn't this refining of the Dementor a waste. Or...... Can you help me? There is no need to forcibly improve my cultivation, although my cultivation is gone, in fact, it has already reached the highest level. You just need to use your life force to let me live a few more years. ”

"I don't care if you want to." Cao Chen said.

"Forget it." Chen Zhao smiled, "It's not interesting." After a pause, Chen Zhao said again, "Give me some Punishment Herb, I need to refine a pill." ”

Cao Chen looked back at Chen Zhao and said curiously, "You have become a waste, can you still do alchemy?" ”

Chen Zhao sneered, "You're thinking about it." I didn't use my spiritual power to resist the pain of my body because I needed spiritual power to do something. If you use it casually, I'm worried that the spiritual power will not be enough in the end. ”

Cao Chen smiled bitterly and said, "Okay." ”

Cao Chen didn't bother to ask Chen Zhao what he wanted to do, he just concentrated on cleaning up Lingtian. The next day, it was the Hundred Flowers Festival. Cao Chen pushed Chen Zhao in a wheelchair to Uncle Liu's house and followed the old couple to celebrate the festival together.

On this day, someone in Niuwei Village invited an opera troupe and sang for three days and three nights.

After the festival, everything returned to normal, full of villages of cultivators, with a peace and tranquility that will never fade away.

At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the grass ushers in the harvest season. Cao Chen's two acres of spiritual field also harvested a lot, but Chen Zhao wanted to go most of it.

Although Cao Chen's flesh hurts, he is also very curious, and he wants to know what elixir Chen Zhao wants to refine.

Chen Zhao didn't avoid Cao Chen, but when he saw that his spiritual power suddenly turned, he was no longer paralyzed on the bed. He sat up on his own and took out a small Dan furnace from the storage ring. The Dan furnace was not big, but it was very capable of loading, and the acres of heart grass and some of the materials that Chen Zhao had taken out of his own storage ring were all thrown into the Dan furnace by him.

For seven days, a crimson pill was freshly baked.

In the end, it was an elixir refined by a master, and it looked extraordinary—although Cao Chen couldn't see what this elixir was for. When asked about Chen Zhao, Chen Zhao just smiled and said nothing.

Cao Chen was tired of these masters pretending to be profound, raised his middle finger at Chen Zhao, and then went to work in the spiritual field. After harvesting the Zhuxin grass, I followed Uncle Liu to Niutou Town to sell it, and then bought some seeds of Huang Linghua and came back.

The value of Huang Linghua is more expensive than that of Zhuxin Grass, but it is also more difficult to clean. Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu taught Cao Chen to plant Huang Linghua hand in hand, and they have been busy for several days.

These days, Chen Zhao no longer collapsed on the bed, but borrowed Cao Chen's dragon slaying knife, and just looked at the dragon slaying knife in a daze every day.

Cao Chen didn't bother to ask about this kind of, he was busy farming every day, and his back hurt when he was tired. When he had nothing to do, Cao Chen would go to the village and watch a group of old people play chess.

These old guys are all about the same as Uncle Liu, their cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and their life force is about to run out. The daily life is not practice, but playing chess, chatting, and talking about the mountains.

Cao Chen likes to listen to these old men and women talk about some of the past things in the cultivation realm, many things sound outrageous and ridiculous, and he can't distinguish between truth and falsehood, but listening to these wild histories also has some fun. Occasionally, Cao Chen would also play chess with these old people. It's just that Cao Chen's chess skills are really poor, and he always loses every time. Even so, she always enjoys it.

It's rare to win once today, and Cao Chenle couldn't keep his mouth shut for half a day.

When he got home, Cao Chen couldn't help but boast to Chen Zhao, who was in a daze with a dragon slaying knife, "Old Li Tou'er still wants to regret chess, it's really an old and tasteless guy." Hahaha! You don't know, the old guy saw that he lost to me, and his face turned green. ”

Chen Zhao laughed and said, "Your little life is quite happy." ”

"Hey, what do you say, I feel like I, I'm living a retirement life now." Cao Chen sighed, climbed onto the bed, lay down lazily, and said, "I said, don't hold my knife all day long, okay?" Now that your body is fine, help me clean up Lingtian. Do you say you're embarrassed? If you have hands and feet, you want me to keep you all day long. If you want to eat soft rice, you can also find a rich rich woman. ”

Chen Zhao laughed, "Okay, I'll work tomorrow, let's farm and weave." ”

"I'll go! It sounds awkward. Yawning, Cao Chen said, "It's not too early, hurry up and go to sleep." By the way, build another room another day, you are well, and I don't have to warm you up. ”

"Hmm."

Chen Zhao answered, but did not fall asleep.

After waiting for a long time, knowing that Cao Chen was asleep, Chen Zhaocai sighed softly, stretched out his index finger, and tapped it on Cao Chen's chest.

Cao Chen's body trembled slightly, and then there was no movement.

Chen Zhao held up the dragon slaying knife with one hand, and the blade of the knife suspended on its own, and then, Chen Zhao played several spiritual tricks, and when the dragon slaying knife was in full bloom, Chen Zhao took out the pill that he had refined before, and melted the pill with spiritual power, which turned into a wisp of red smoke. The smoke wrapped around the Dragon Slayer Knife, and after a moment, it was led by Chen Zhao to float away from the Dragon Slayer Knife and fly towards Cao Chen's nostrils, where it was directly sucked in by Cao Chen.

After the last wisp of smoke was inhaled by Cao Chen, Chen Zhao exhaled, looked at the Dragon Slayer Knife, and said softly, "Fortunately, if everything goes well, you will get rid of the Dragon Slayer Knife, and you will no longer be just a machine spirit." After speaking, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he leaned back and fell into a deep sleep.