The next day.
A few streaks of light shot out from the Linxian Palace and landed at the foot of the mountain.
Yao Mengji stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up. He said, "You don't have to follow me. Since it's a farewell, I'll go alone."
"Master, we'll wait for you here."
Qin Manyun clenched his teeth and said hopefully, "I think the expert is easy to talk to. Maybe he'll be willing to help you after seeing how hardworking you are."
"I hope so." Yao Mengji chuckled and stepped onto the mountain path.
He didn't say anything to discourage Qin Manyun. In fact, he knew that it was too difficult to ask the expert for help. It was almost impossible.
Since the expert lived a normal life in this world, how could he make an exception for someone as insignificant as him?
In this kind of Tian Die, who else could help him unless he used his great power?
"Sha sha sha."
He walked up the mountain step by step. His feet stepped on the leaves, making crisp sounds.
It was autumn. It was the time when everything withered. Leaves fell from the trees, just like Yao Mengji's heart, sad and lonely.
He couldn't help but feel sad. He didn't expect that he would be in such a state when he stepped onto the mountain again.
He was afraid that … this would be his last time here.
His footsteps were heavy like an old man in his twilight years. Every step he took was filled with deep memories.
The path that he could walk to the end of seemed extra long today.
After an unknown period of time, the familiar courtyard house finally came into view.
"I hope the expert will really save me."
Although he knew it was impossible, Yao Mengji couldn't help but feel hopeful. No one wanted to die, not him!
He walked up slowly.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock!
Yao Mengji's hoarse voice was heard. "Is Young Master Li home?"
"The door is open. Just come in." Li Nianfan's voice came from inside.
Creak.
Yao Mengji pushed the door open and entered. He said to Li Nianfan respectfully, "Young Master Li, sorry for the intrusion."
"So it's Elder Yao. Long time no see." Li Nianfan raised his head and looked at Yao Mengji, but his brows furrowed. He hadn't seen this old man for a while. How did he change so much?
In the past, although he was old, his complexion was rosy and lustrous, and he was high-spirited. He was definitely a graceful and energetic old man, but why did he feel like he was in his later years?
He couldn't help but ask, "Elder Yao, what are you …"
"Sigh, it's a long story," Yao Mengji sighed, "This is probably the last time I visit Young Master Li."
Li Nianfan's hand movements paused slightly, and he looked at Yao Mengji in surprise.
Combined with Elder Yao's changes, he naturally understood the meaning behind Elder Yao's words.
He wanted to say some comforting words, but he didn't know where to start.
If nothing unexpected happened, Elder Yao must have become like this because of something related to cultivation. Generally speaking, cultivators were more sensitive to their own life and death.
For Elder Yao to be like this, it was either that he was about to have a life-and-death battle with someone, or that he was about to die.
Seeing how Elder Yao had lost his will to fight, the latter was more likely.
But he was still fine not long ago, so why was he leaving just like that?
Li Nianfan didn't understand, so he naturally couldn't comfort him.
After pondering for a moment, he still said, "Elder Yao, look on the bright side of everything. Who knows, there might be a turn for the better."
"Then I'll count on Young Master Li's auspicious words."
Yao Mengji forced a smile, and asked curiously, "What is Young Master Li doing?"
Li Nianfan said casually, "He's trying to make a lightning rod. It's just a small toy."
"Lightning rod?" Yao Mengji was slightly taken aback, and asked in surprise, "Can it avoid lightning?"
He stared blankly at the long iron needle in Li Nianfan's hand, shocked. Could it be that Young Master Li was making some kind of awesome magic weapon?
But no matter how he looked, he couldn't sense any spiritual power from this magic weapon.
"I just realized that there's been too much lightning recently, so I thought of making this."
Li Nianfan explained, "The tip of the lightning rod is sharp, so when there's static electricity, the tip of the conductor will gather the most charge. Therefore, the air between the lightning rod and the clouds can easily become a conductor, forming a path between the two. The lightning rod is also grounded, so it can guide the charge from the clouds to the ground, thus preventing the house from being damaged. "
Yao Mengji was confused. He wanted to say, "I see," but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything.
Other than the last part about preventing the house from being damaged, he understood. The rest of the words were completely incomprehensible.
Li Nianfan laughed, and put the lightning rod aside. "Elder Yao, don't take it to heart. Just take it as I'm talking nonsense. This thing is actually not worth mentioning. It can't be compared to your cultivation.
"Hurry and sit, Xiao Bai, quickly pour tea for Elder Yao!"
Clap clap clap clap!
Xiao Bai immediately walked over with a cup of tea in her hand, and politely said, "Elder Yao, please have some tea."
"Thank you."
Yao Mengji took the tea from Xiao Bai's hands. If it were any other time, he would be so excited that his face would turn red, happy for this opportunity.
But now, his heart was simple and unperturbed. What was all fortune in the face of death? Maybe this was what it meant to be enlightened.
I'm a dying man, what right do I have to waste such good tea?
Yao Mengji put down the teacup, stood up, and said, "Young Master Li, there's no need to drink the tea. Actually, I'm here to say goodbye. It's time to go."
"Elder Yao, what are you saying? Hurry and sit back down. You have to drink this tea! You have to eat too! "
Li Nianfan said directly, "No matter what happens, your attitude is definitely not good! As the saying goes, one should enjoy life to the fullest. Why think so much? You have to stay. You want to leave? You have to let me give you a farewell dinner! "
"One should enjoy life to the fullest?"
Yao Mengji's cloudy eyes lit up, and he finally regained some vigor.
He chewed on this sentence over and over again.
The expert was indeed an expert. His casual words were like the evening drum and morning bell, making people understand endless truths. No wonder he could cultivate to this level. He was really a role model for people of his generation!
He sat back down. "Young Master Li is right. Every word is a gem. I've learned a lot."
Li Nianfan laughed. "That's right. At least you're still alive. As long as you're not dead, anything is possible."
"That's right. Then I'll be thick-skinned and get a free meal!" Yao Mengji pulled himself together and said.
Li Nianfan said, "Then you're in for a treat today. Xiao Bai, prepare a solid dish for Elder Yao. Fish head tofu soup will do!"
"Yes, Master." Xiao Bai nodded.
Yao Mengji's expression was complicated. 'I'm just a dying ant. What did I do to deserve such treatment from the expert?
Not only was he willing to lower himself to enlighten me, he even gave me good food.
The expert is too good to me! '
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