Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1848: The Time of Parting

Songxi Cave, Daqing Mountain.

At daybreak, the gray sky was gradually dyed with a touch of color by the morning glow, misty clouds rose and fell in the mountains, all things woke up, birds chirped and insects chirped.

Liu Qinghuan walked under the purple-marrow sycamore tree. His outer robe was slightly wet by the morning dew, and his hem was stained with mud. In his hand, he held a green lotus that he had just picked.

Looking up, you can see the mountains and fields in full view. The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines down, and everywhere is full of green and vitality.

He was filled with emotion and couldn't help but say, "When I first got the Songxi Cave Heaven Map, there was only this mountain under my feet in the map. I never thought that a small cave heaven would become bigger and bigger, more and more vast, until there was the sun and the moon, it was like a small world."

Looking at the green lotus in his hand, he sighed and said, "It's a pity that this is the end. The Hunyuan Lotus has grown and can no longer help me expand my territory."

A head stretched over, and the Pulse Soul Doll wanted to touch the light blue lotus petals with a curious look on his face, but Liu Qinghuan glanced at him and he withdrew his hand awkwardly.

"Stingy!" He muttered, watching Liu Qinghuan carefully put the Hunyuan Lotus into the specially made wooden box, and couldn't help asking: "Without this lotus, will the cave not expand anymore?"

"I can't."

"Then why don't you go find another Hunyuan Lotus?"

Liu Qinghuan gave him a speechless slap and turned to walk towards other medicinal fields at the foot of the mountain.

"What do you think the Hunyuan Lotus is? Can you find it whenever you want? That all depends on whether you have the chance or not!"

"Your luck hasn't always been good... okay!" Wawa shrank his head and followed him around.

Behind him, followed the young boy Qinglan, who was the transformed form of the purple marrow sycamore tree.

"What are you going to do with that lotus?"

"Find someone to refine a magic weapon, what else can you do."

"Oh... can't you really find another one?"

"cannot!"

"Can you find a ginseng fruit tree?"

Liu Qinghuan sighed and said, "The ginseng fruit tree cannot be transplanted and will not survive."

Wawa squinted his eyes and said unhappily, "You watered this field yesterday. Today you should water the Thousand-day Golden Spirit Grass next to it!"

"..."

"There is also this piece of red blood treasure tree which is more than ten feet tall. Chuyi said it can be cut down. The leaves and fruits can be used to make pills, and the wood can be used to make tools or furniture. How about we make a set?"

"……Um."

"I went out to play with Qinglan a few days ago and encountered a huge white-fronted tiger. It wanted to eat us, but I chased it away!"

"..."

"There's a group of golden cranes living in the swamp to the west. I stole a nest of their eggs. They're delicious when cooked. Would you like to try some?"

The veins on Liu Qinghuan's forehead jumped a few times. He was annoyed by the noise of the Pulse Soul Doll along the way. Finally, he couldn't help but yelled, "Shut up!"

Wawa snorted and pointed at the fairy grape vines that covered the entire mountain wall: "I just want to tell you that the dark green gourd suddenly spewed out a thunder two days ago, and it almost killed Qinglan! You better be careful, don't get killed by it!"

Liu Qinghuan ignored him and looked at the silent young boy beside him.

Qing Lan quickly explained: "I was careless! I was passing by here that day, and the gourd suddenly struck with thunder. I was scared to death!"

"Be careful next time, don't get too close." Liu Qinghuan warned, raising his hand, the green wood energy turned into raindrops, falling on the fairy gourd vine. The green leaves between the vines swayed, revealing a dark green gourd with natural mysterious patterns.

"This gourd is about to mature. It looks like it should be a thunder-attribute one, and it's quite powerful. From now on, don't get close to this mountain wall."

After walking around, he watered all the fairy trees and magical herbs on the Daqing Mountain. This was something Liu Qinghuan had to do every few days during his retreat over the years.

Returning to the small courtyard on the mountain, he washed his hands beside the spiritual spring, glanced at the baby who turned and ran away, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He knew why Wawa had been acting weird lately, but as a spiritual soul, he had an extremely long lifespan and didn't understand that birth, aging, sickness and death were the destiny of life.

Liu Qinghuan walked to a closed door and knocked: "Chuyi."

After a long while, the door opened. Chuyi had a veil on her face, but the fine lines on the corners of her eyes could not be concealed.

She didn't dare look at Liu Qinghuan, and lowered her head and said, "Master, you're back!"

"Today's sunrise is beautiful. Do you want to come out and see it?" Liu Qinghuan asked.

Chuyi said evasively: "Master, I am sorting out the warehouse account books and the rosters of the various tribes in the cave heaven over the years..."

"We'll deal with that later. I want to talk to you!"

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"I……"

"Are you planning to stay indoors from now on and not come out?"

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Liu Qinghuan sighed and took out a bottle of pills.

"Here are three longevity pills. Originally, one pill can increase your lifespan by about a hundred years, but you have already eaten similar pills before, so..."

"Master, no need!" Chuyi waved his hand and said, "Whether it is the longevity pill or the life-increasing pill, it is useless to me. Master, please don't worry about me. That's it..."

She took a deep breath and pulled off her veil: "Actually, I have accepted it. I am just a little sad that I can no longer be with my master..."

Two lines of clear tears slid down, revealing a face that was no longer young, as if the delicate face had been damaged by a night of wind and frost.

If you take the Dingyan Pill on the first day of the new year and your appearance starts to age uncontrollably, it simply means that your life span is coming to an end.

Honestly speaking, given Chuyi's talent, it is extremely rare for him to live as long as he does now.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel sad. No matter how high his cultivation level was, how strong his strength was, and how he dominated the entire world of immortal cultivation, he could do nothing when the spiritual beast that had accompanied him for most of his life was about to die.

"Since this is the case, don't worry about the things in the cave for the rest of your life. Come out with me and you can go wherever you want."

Chuyi shook his head and said, "I don't want to go anywhere. I want to stay in a familiar place for the remaining few years. Besides, there are still many things to arrange in the cave. Master, have you thought about who will take care of it in the future?"

Speaking of this, Liu Qinghuan also asked seriously: "What do you think?"

"How about choosing a suitable person from the Shuixiu tribe?"

"Do you already have a candidate?"

Chu nodded and said, "Yes, the Shuixiu clan serves the master as their leader. Over the years, they have also done their best to help the master manage the spiritual fields outside. There is no need to worry about their loyalty..."

Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment and asked, "What do you think of the doll?"

"Ah?" Chuyi was stunned: "But the baby can't leave the cave!"

The cave has a lot of products that need to be sold, so it needs to contact the outside world from time to time.

"He doesn't need to leave the cave, he just needs to take care of Daqing Mountain." Liu Qinghuan said: "I plan to let the cave run on its own in the future. Except for Daqing Mountain and the nearby medicinal garden, the rest will be managed by the Shuixiu tribe. As for other tribes, they just need to hand over a certain amount of resources every year!"