Chapter 168

The next day.

Several beams of light shot out from the Taoist Palace of Near Immortals and landed at the foot of the mountain.

Yao Mengji stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the mountain. 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 her teeth and said with a hint of hope, "I think it's easy to talk to an expert. Maybe he'll be willing to save you after seeing how diligent 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 deep down that it was too difficult to ask an expert to help. It was almost impossible.

Since an expert lived a mortal's life in the world, how could he make an exception for an insignificant person like him?

This Heavenly Tribulation, unless a great divine ability was used, who could help him?

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

He walked up the mountain step by step. As he stepped on the leaves, it made a crisp sound.

It was autumn, the time when everything was withering. Leaves fell from the trees, just like Yao Mengji's heart, desolate and lonely.

He couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart. He didn't expect that he would be in such a state when he stepped onto the mountain again.

He was afraid … this would be the last time he came here.

His footsteps were extremely heavy, like an old man in his twilight years. Every step he took brought with it deep memories.

Usually, they would be able to reach the end of the path very quickly, but today, it seemed especially long.

After an unknown period of time, the familiar siheyuan finally came into view.

"I hope the expert will really save me."

Although he knew that it was impossible, Yao Mengji couldn't help but have a trace of hope in his heart. No one wanted to die, and he didn't want to!

He walked forward slowly.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock!

Yao Mengji's hoarse voice came, "Is Young Master Li at home?"

"The door is open. Just push the door open and come in." Li Nianfan's voice came from inside.

Creak.

Yao Mengji pushed the door open and entered. He said respectfully to Li Nianfan, "Young Master Li, I took the liberty to visit you today. Sorry to bother you."

"So it's Old Yao. I haven't seen you for some time." Li Nianfan looked up 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 face was rosy and glossy, and he was in high spirits. He was definitely a spirited old man. Why did he feel like he was entering his later years?

He couldn't help but say, "Old Yao, you …"

"Ai, it's a long story." Yao Mengji sighed. "This is probably the last time I come to visit Young Master Li."

Li Nianfan's hand movements paused slightly, and he looked at Yao Mengji in surprise.

Combined with Old Yao's change, he naturally understood the meaning behind Old Yao's words.

He wanted to say some comforting words, but he didn't know where to start.

If there were no accidents, Old Yao must have become like this because of matters related to cultivation. Generally speaking, cultivators were more sensitive to their own life and death.

Old Yao was either about to fight to the death, or he was about to reach the end of his lifespan.

Looking at Old Yao who had lost his fighting spirit, the latter was more likely.

But he was still fine not long ago. 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, "Old Yao, be more optimistic about everything. There might be a turn for the better."

"Then I'll thank Young Master Li for your auspicious words."

Yao Mengji forced a smile and asked curiously, "What is Young Master Li doing?"

Li Nianfan casually said, "Preparing to try making a lightning rod. It's just a small toy."

"Lightning rod?" Yao Mengji was slightly stunned and asked in surprise, "Can it avoid lightning?"

He stared blankly at the long iron needle in Li Nianfan's hand. His heart was shocked. Could it be that Young Master Li was making some kind of awesome magic tool?

However, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't feel any spiritual power in this magic tool.

"I just found that there have been too many thunderstorms recently, so I thought of making this."

Li Nianfan explained, "The tip of a lightning rod is pointed, so when there is static induction, the tip of the conductor will gather the most electric 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 grounded, so it can guide the electric charge from the clouds into the ground, thus preventing the house from being damaged. "

Yao Mengji's face was blank. He really wanted to say "so that's how it is", but when he opened his mouth, he really couldn't say it.

Other than the last sentence about preventing the house from being damaged, he understood it. The previous words, when put together, were completely illogical.

Li Nianfan laughed and put the lightning rod aside. "Elder Yao, don't take it to heart. Just take it that I'm talking nonsense. This thing is actually not worth mentioning. It can't be compared to you Immortal Cultivators."

"Quickly sit down. Xiao Bai, quickly pour tea for Elder Yao!"

"Pata, pata!"

Xiao Bai immediately walked over, holding a cup of tea in her hand. She said politely, "Elder Yao, please have some tea."

"Thank you."

Yao Mengji took the tea from Xiao Bai's hand. If it was any other time, he would definitely be so excited that his face would turn red, happy for this opportunity.

But now, his heart was simple and unfazed. What were all opportunities in the face of death? Perhaps this was what it meant to be enlightened.

'I'm a person who's about to die. 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, my main purpose this time is to say goodbye. It's time for me to go."

"Elder Yao, what are you saying? Quickly sit back down. You have to drink this tea! You have to eat the rice too! "

Li Nianfan said directly, "No matter what happened, this attitude of yours definitely won't do! As the saying goes, enjoy life to the fullest. What's the point of thinking so much? You must stay. You want to leave? You have to let me give you a farewell dinner! "

"One must enjoy life to the fullest?"

Yao Mengji's cloudy eyes lit up slightly. He finally regained some of his spirit.

He chewed on this sentence over and over again.

'An expert is indeed an expert. A casual sentence from him is like the evening drum and morning bell, allowing people to comprehend endless truths. No wonder he can cultivate to this level. He's really a role model for my generation!'

He sat back down again. "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 now. As long as you're not dead, anything is possible."

"That's right. Then this Yao will shamelessly scrounge a meal!" Yao Mengji cheered up slightly and said.

Li Nianfan said, "Then you're in luck today. Little White, prepare a hard dish for Elder Yao. Fish Head Tofu Soup will do!"

"Yes, Master." Little White nodded.

Yao Mengji's face revealed a complicated expression. 'I'm just an ant that's about to die. How can I be treated like this by an expert?

Not only was he willing to put down his status to enlighten me, he even gave me delicious food.

'An expert is really too good to me!'