After the discussion was over, Gan Shiyi and Lu Qingpheasant walked on the way back.

"Gan Daoyou, I would like to ask, is the female cultivator you mentioned earlier a monk of the Huang family?"

When Gan Shiyi mentioned that person, he knew that Lu Qingyan would definitely ask him about this person in the future.

He stopped slightly, turned around slightly and said, "Indeed, as Lu Daoyou guessed, she is indeed the survivor of the Huang family." When I first met her, she was still mortal.

But she had recently become a monk. ”

Lu Qingyan nodded slightly, and continued to ask: "Then I don't know if I can ask Gan Daoyou to introduce me, after all, I have the same enemy as her." ”

Gan Shiyi thought about it, did not refuse or agree easily, but said: "In this case, I will ask that Taoist friend about his wishes another day." ”

"Okay."

Lu Qingpheasant opened his mouth to respond, but he did not seem too urgent.

Then, he spoke again: "Gan Daoyou are not wondering, why when you first saw you today, you Daoists were willing to make up spirit stones in order to purchase talisman materials. ”

Lu Qingyan didn't mention this, Gan Shiyi also planned to ask, and when he saw Lu Qingyan take the initiative to mention it, he also hurriedly said: "Please ask Daoyou to solve your doubts." ”

Lu Qingyan nodded and continued: "I told Gan Daoyou before that cultivation, in addition to cultivation, is inseparable from pills, magic weapons, talismans, spiritual plants, and formations.

If we have the opportunity to do so, we must learn one.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to survive in the immortal cultivation realm.

And if you really want to learn these things, it's not an ordinary difficulty, especially compared to us casual cultivators.

In the early stage of cultivation, it is necessary to prepare and spend a lot of resources on hand training.

If the talent is good, just consuming a lot of losses can pay off.

If the talent is not good, I am afraid that what will be wasted is the savings of the whole life, and the entire cultivation career will be buried with it.

Those family disciples and sect disciples have resources to supply.

If not, there are other ways to make up for the loss.

If it does, there will be a steady supply of resources. ”

When Gan Shiyi heard this, he immediately asked: "That being the case, why do Wang Daoyou and Lu Daoyou believe in me so much and are willing to make up the spirit stone?" Aren't you afraid that my talent is inferior and I can't refine the talisman seal at all? ”

Lu Qingyan shook his head, looked at Gan Shiyi and said, "Gan Daoyou, this matter is not something we trust or distrust you, but we don't have a choice.

Whether it is alchemy, refining, talismans, spirit plants, or the method of formation.

These kinds of things are not something that we can easily obtain in casual practice.

If you are us, the only way to obtain spirit stones in your cultivation is to fight with the fierce demon beasts.

Are you willing to continue to risk your life to fight monsters, or are you willing to use spirit stones to fund someone who can make talismans?

In particular, the spell you showed was still a defensive spell, and it could reach the attack of a sixth-layer body cultivator with the realm of the fourth layer of Qi training.

Moreover, when Daoyou saw Zhou Hao and Zhou Daoyou first came to Qingcheng Mountain, the situation was the same as yours.

It was also us who gathered enough spirit stones so that Zhou Daoyou could study the way of the formation.

Not long ago, we also relied on Zhou Daoyou's formation to survive from the Xie family's monk technique. ”

After listening to this, Gan Shiyi finally understood.

Then he thanked him again: "Thank you Lu Daoyou for bringing me to visit you today." ”

When I returned to the courtyard, it was getting dark.

Gan Shiyi was about to return to the house when he suddenly noticed a figure standing in the courtyard.

The figure tilted its head slightly, staring at the sky.

Gan Shiyi took a look and found that the remnant sun on the edge of the sky was slowly disappearing.

"Aren't you afraid? Why stare at it? ”

Patriarch Dao smiled lightly on his face and asked lightly, "Do you think my life is meaningful?" ”

Gan Shiyi was slightly stunned, and replied casually: "If you think it is meaningful, then it is meaningful." ”

The patriarch smiled lonely, shook his head and said, "Such a vast world is in front of my eyes, but I will never be able to see it with my own eyes in my life.

I have been preaching all my life, and I have cultivated all my life.

I thought I could do it, but I could die at night.

But at this time, all I wanted was to see the world for myself. ”

After hearing this, Gan Shiyi was silent in his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only stand beside Patriarch Dao and look up at the sky with him.

Watch the remnant sun dissipate, watch the moon rise and the stars rise, watch the bright galaxy, look at the silver light in the sky, watch the stars sink and the moon sets, watch the rising sun, watch the sun pour every inch of sunshine on the whole land.

"Gan Daoyou, you must take a look at the world for me."

Gan Shiyi turned his head and saw that the elder Dao had slowly closed his eyes.

His expression was slightly gloomy, he sighed lightly, turned around and walked out of the small courtyard to inform the Taoist priest in the temple.

After waiting for a while, there were two lazy young Taoist priests to deal with the corpse of the elder Dao.

Gan Shiyi looked lonely, turned around and came to the top of the mountain to look at the scenery for a while.

When he returned to the courtyard, he saw that there were many Taoist priests busy in the courtyard.

A middle-aged Taoist priest stepped forward and asked, "Gan Jushi, may I ask what Uncle Yuan left behind when he left?" ”

Gan Shiyi glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest and said, "He asked me to take a look at the world for him." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest was silent, nodded slightly, and then asked, "Did Uncle Yuan leave anything behind and give it to Daoyou?" ”

Gan Shiyi glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest strangely again, shook his head and said, "No." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded and turned to leave.

At this time, Gan Shiyi looked at it in a blink of an eye and saw that the Taoist priest in the small courtyard was demolishing the small courtyard.

He stopped a young Taoist priest passing by and asked, "Why did you want to demolish the small courtyard?" ”

The young Taoist priest held the tiles mixed with gold paint in his hand, and said with a chuckle: "Layman, it's not to demolish, it's that we want to renovate this small courtyard." ”

Gan nodded a little and didn't ask more.

Instead, he found the middle-aged Taoist priest from before: "Dao Chief, I don't know what to do with the things in the patriarch's Taoist study?" ”

When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw Gan Shiyi coming, he immediately said, "Since the layman has lived with Uncle Yuan for many days, these things will be left to the layman." ”

Gan Shiyi nodded, and borrowed a hammer and chisel from the little Taoist priest in the courtyard.

Now that the patriarch has passed away, the small courtyard will be renovated, and he doesn't need to live there.

He came to the top of Qingcheng Mountain, found a place with a good environment, and dug directly.

"Ding..."

A clear sound sounded from the mountain wall.

"Ding... Ding...."

"Ding... Bite... Ding..."

Then the sound became faster and faster, and became more and more urgent.

Boom!

A rock wall fell, and Gan Shiyi's hand slipped, and a hammer almost hit his own hand.

He was stunned for a moment, and quietly looked at the stone wall in front of him.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, people will eventually die on this day.

It's not that Gan Shiyi hasn't experienced the feeling of the death of the people around him, whether it is relatives or friends in his previous life, he has experienced it.

He repented of his relatives and felt sorry for his friends.

But in this life, the old man and he have only been with him for more than a year.

They are also teachers and friends, talking about immortals.

Just watched the patriarch walk suddenly, calmly, reluctantly, and freely.

As time passed, it seemed that a hole was slowly missing in his heart.