As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

Hei Muguang continued, “After I turned thirty-five, I felt that my physical condition had declined.

Excluding the early childhood period, there are only about ten years at most when people have plenty of energy and can indulge themselves a little.

Then there will be all kinds of troubles. Things I used to like to do, I can’t do them now. I used to want to eat and drink, but now I can’t eat them. There are also illnesses and aging…”

"Mu Guang said..."

Qing Tianming sighed. Once the issue of life span is brought up, people can't help but continue talking about it.

Qing Tianming, who has already felt the aging of his body, has a deeper understanding of this.

“To put it bluntly, some elderly people say they’ve lived enough at the end of their lives. In fact, there’s no such thing as living enough. It’s just that their energy and body can’t keep up!

I can’t do anything with my old body. I can’t chew food, I can’t taste food, I can’t hear or see clearly, and all my hobbies and interests are restricted. That’s why I say I’ve had enough of life…

Well, just like Yiyi’s mother, when she was ill… uh, no, that…”

Qing Tianming suddenly paused, turned his head to look at Qing Yiyi, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Dad talked too much, your mother..."

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. So many years have passed, I'm not that sad anymore..."

Qing Yiyi waved her hands, pretending to look at Hei Muguang angrily, and said fiercely: "Did you hear what Dad said? If you drink so much again, it will hurt your body. When you are old, you won't be able to taste anything. I will piss you off to death!"

"Hey, you said..."

Hei Muguang couldn't help but retort: ​​"It's because you can't enjoy it when you're old. Now that you can still enjoy it, you should also enjoy your old age..."

Qing Yiyi: “Hmm?”

Hei Muguang: "I'm just talking nonsense. I won't drink it now."

Qing Yiyi: “Hehe.”

After giving Hei Muguang a quick glance, Qing Yiyi smiled again. After all, with outsiders present, she still had to save face for her husband and talk about family matters at home.

"Excuse me, Taoist priests. Haha..."

Qing Yiyi smiled and looked out the window. Two elders from the Medicine King Sect were directing their disciples to sort and unload the goods...

"Well, let those Taoist priests come in to rest and drink some water. There's no need to trouble them. Just let Xiaoyang and the others do it!"

"It's okay. We are all monks. How can we be tired?"

Yao Yang, who had been silent since before, suddenly spoke, glanced at Shi Xing, his eyes flickered a few times, then looked at Qing Tianming with a complicated expression.

"Uh……"

Qing Tianming's heart skipped a beat, and he whispered, "What's wrong? Why do you suddenly look like this..."

"Uh... well... how should I put it..."

Yao Yang's brows suddenly relaxed and he gave a comforting smile.

"Haha, don't be so nervous, it's nothing, I just said it casually, just listen to it as gossip."

Qing Tianming: “?”

Well, he was relatively calm, but now he started to panic.

"Master! Doctor! Doctor!"

Qing Yiyi's expression changed drastically: "What happened to my dad?"

"Well... Actually, I've been staring at it since before I entered the door..."

Yao Yang laughed awkwardly: "I wanted to say something, but seeing that the Sect Master didn't say anything, I felt embarrassed to say anything. After all, it's a bit impolite..."

"fine!"

Qing Tianming showed a determined expression: "Master, please tell me, it's okay, I can handle it!"

"Ah, this... then I'll tell you..."

"Master, please tell me!"

"In fact, you seem to..."

Yao Yang took a deep breath and said seriously, "I'm sick! I'm seriously ill!"

Qing Yiyi: “!!!”

Hei Muguang: “!!!”

"Is that so? That's why I thought I would definitely come back this year to take a look..."

Qing Tianming sighed and showed a somewhat lonely smile: "Then how long do I have left?"

Qing Yiyi, Hei Muguang: "!!!"

"why do you say so……"

Qing Yiyi's pupils shrank, and she grabbed Qing Tianming's hand beside her and said hurriedly: "Didn't you say you had a cold? How come it took so long, Dad? Dad!"

"Hey, don't worry, I'm still here!"

Qing Tianming patted his daughter, turned his head to look at Yao Yang, and smiled: "Go on."

"Um……"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Yao Yang showed a serious expression.

“This is my first time seeing this disease, but through observation… I have summarized the following characteristics.

It is unclear when it is infected, but its latent ability is very strong. According to our judgment, it poses no threat to the human body in the early stage, and begins to proliferate rapidly in the middle stage. By the time there are obvious symptoms, such as colds and coughs, it is already in the late stage, and most of the body has been eroded, and until the end..."

"Bluish complexion, showing signs of corpse spots?"

Qing Tianming suddenly spoke.

"Ah, this... is not very clear..."

Yao Yang was stunned for a moment, looked at Qing Tianming, and asked cautiously: "Could it be that..."

"..."

Qing Tianming didn't say anything, but just gently rolled up his sleeves. Everyone looked at him and their pupils shrank instantly.

"Oh, over sixty is not bad."

Qing Tianming sighed, looked at the stunned and speechless people, and smiled: "Like I said just now, I have lived enough!

I have a group of strong sons and two lovely and beautiful daughters who have been with me for so long, and it is time for me to follow their mother. "

"No! You are not allowed to leave!"

Qing Yiyi suddenly cried out, and thinking of the horrible symptoms under the sleeve, she tightly grasped Qing Tianming's hand, her eyes became a little red. Hei Muguang slowly and gently put his arms around her waist without saying a word.

"that……"

Hei Muguang looked at Shi Xing and asked with a frown.

"Master Shi, this..."

Shi Xing: “Uh…”

"Hey, Mu Guang, please don't make things difficult for the Taoist priest."

Qing Tianming waved his hand: "Everyone says I've lived enough..."

"It can be cured!"

Shi Xing nodded affirmatively, revealing a confident expression: "I am the leader of the Medicine King Sect!"

"I haven't lived enough!"

Qing Tianming straightened his back and nodded.

"Well, I still want to watch Lianlian grow up, Xiaoyang get married, and Lianlian get married. Taoist Priest, tell me what I should do. Now I..."

"Ah... don't get excited..."

Shi Xing smiled awkwardly: "It can be cured, at least it can be suppressed or even gradually restored, I can guarantee that, but to say that it can be eradicated or leave no sequelae..."

"The Sect Master should have thought of waiting for the two Taoist friends to come before speaking..."

Yao Yang explained: "Then we can study and discuss it together. There is still great hope for treatment!"

"in addition……"

Yao Yang smiled and changed the topic to a lighter one to comfort the three people.

“Given the cultivation level of fellow Daoists Heiyang and Hongli, as their family members, you don’t need to worry about your lifespan like ordinary people did just now.

With their talents, and you being their closest relatives, you might even live longer than us!

So, this disease is the same. What I just said about the early, middle and late stages is just from a mundane perspective, but we are much stronger than that, aren’t we?”

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I made you laugh."

Qing Tianming forced a smile: "Because the word death is still too terrifying for mortals like us, and it makes people feel uneasy..."

"Yeah! I was too excited. Sorry, I spoke a little too loudly just now..."

Qing Yiyi came back to her senses, adjusted her mood, drank the water in the cup on the table, stood up, and explained: "Well, I'm going to go check on Xiaoyang and the others to see why they haven't come over yet. You guys continue chatting, continue chatting!"

"Uh……"

The four of them were stunned for a moment, watching Qing Yiyi disappear around the corner, and then they withdrew their gaze.

"Ha, let's talk about that after the two Taoist friends arrive..."

"Well, little things, little things, something to make people happy."

"It's okay..."

"..."

"..."

Qing Yiyi suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked behind her. After making sure that no one was following her, she covered her mouth and nose, her body trembling.

Qing Yiyi took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, took a deep breath, blinked her eyes, and then continued to walk towards the bedroom.

"Xiao Yang... Xiao Li..."

Qing Yiyi muttered softly: "What are you doing..."

"Boom!"

A muffled sound suddenly came from the direction of the bedroom, scaring Qing Yiyi.

"This is……"

Qing Yiyi's eyes widened, and she thought of a terrifying possibility: "A fight? No way!"

Although Xiaoyang and Xiaoli had fought thousands of times, they were fine just now...

"Could it be that there was some major conflict?!"

Qing Yiyi was startled and quickly quickened her pace. In a few steps, she reached the bedroom door.

"Xiaoyang? Xiaoli? What are you doing?"

Qing Yiyi raised her voice: "Why did it suddenly make a noise?"

"Ah, it's okay!"

Heiyang's panicked voice came.

"Yes, yes, we are fine, don't worry!"

Hongli quickly followed suit.

"Are you okay?"

Qing Yiyi showed a confused expression, but when she thought of her father's illness, she shook her head and put it behind her.

Since even a professional like the Medicine King Sect's leader says it can be cured, there must be no problem. Well, Qing Yiyi, don't scare yourself!

Thinking of this, Qing Yiyi placed her hand on the door and applied gentle force.

"If you're alright, then mom will come in and see if you need any help..."

"Don't!!!"*2

There were panicked voices from two people in the house, but it was too late.

"Hey, the door is not locked..."