Qin Manyun frowned and said worriedly, "Master, you should stop for a while. You can't take any more spraying."
"Hahaha, don't worry. I'll show you what it means to be vigorous even though you're old!"
Yao Mengji waved his hand nonchalantly. "Hurry up and bring me the Energy Strengthening Pill! Let me tell you, after spraying so many times, I've already mastered the trick. I know how to spray just enough to be effective. "
Not long after, a disciple brought the pill over.
Yao Mengji swallowed it. Instantly, his pale face began to flush red, and his back straightened involuntarily.
The effect was obvious.
Bowing, spitting blood, burning incense, summoning.
The whole set of actions was so skillful that it made one's heart ache.
However, after a short spurt, Yao Mengji became even more exhausted. His mouth was dry, and his body seemed to be trembling.
"Ancestor, I've really tried my best. If you don't come out this time, I really can't spray anymore. Otherwise, I'll die from spraying all my essence blood!"
Yao Mengji prayed in his heart. "Please, don't drop the ball. Hurry up and show yourself."
As if hearing his prayer, the Immortal's stone tablet suddenly lit up, and a milky white light shrouded the entire ancestral hall.
Buzz!
A vast and mighty aura filled the area.
Everyone was stunned, then their faces turned serious. It was effective!
Was the Immortal … about to descend?
Yao Mengji was so excited that he was trembling. He stared at the light above the stone tablet and said in a trembling voice, "Grand … Grand Master!"
There, a figure was gradually forming.
However, in the next moment, the expressions on their faces suddenly froze. They looked at the illusory figure with strange gazes, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.
It was a woman. Although she couldn't be said to be peerless in her generation, she could still be considered graceful. Moreover, unlike the immaturity of a young girl, this woman's charm and temperament were both very mature. Her body was curvaceous, and every corner of her body exuded a unique charm.
She was the kind of woman who could make one's imagination run wild with just one look.
She was so familiar that it felt like it was about to overflow.
Among immortal cultivators, men rarely deliberately maintained their looks. Instead, they liked to grow beards to look like immortals. Female cultivators were naturally different. They still cared about their looks.
The elders present were all dumbfounded by what they saw.
However, when he thought about the age of this illusory figure, he immediately calmed down.
That was not the main point.
The main point was that this woman's condition was obviously not good. Her shadow was very faint, and she looked very weak. She was not standing, but half lying on the ground. Blood was flowing out of the corner of her mouth, and she seemed to be breathing more than she was breathing.
His appearance was rather similar to Yao Mengji's. They were both in a half-dead state.
Yao Mengji was stunned at first and opened his mouth to say, "Grand … Grand Master?"
The woman looked at everyone and said weakly, "It's Meng Ji. How did you become like this? Don't tell me you're dying too? "
"I just used up too much of my essence. Grandmaster, you said you … you want to …" Yao Mengji's mind was shaken. His eyes widened, and his voice trembled.
The others also looked at the woman, and their hearts were in turmoil.
Caught off guard, a strong sense of sadness suddenly welled up in his heart.
This was an immortal!
The only immortal from the Linxian Palace who had ascended was dying?
How could this be?
The woman smiled and said, "Alright, there's nothing to be sad about. There's no difference between the Immortal Realm and the Immortal Realm. Immortals will naturally die too. It's a pity that I can't bring down my immortal aura. Otherwise, my death wouldn't be a waste."
She looked at Yao Mengji and asked, "Where's your master?"
Yao Mengji's spirits were low. He answered, "Two hundred years after Grandmaster ascended, he went for the Heavenly Tribulation. He never came back."
The illusory figure was stunned for a moment, but he was not too surprised. He said, "He was too eager to succeed. As I expected, he did not survive the Tian Die. He's not even two thousand years old. His life is a little short."
Yao Mengji suppressed the sadness in his heart and introduced, "Grandmaster, this is my disciple, Qin Manyun."
"Oh? And a girl? "
The illusory figure smiled. After sizing up Qin Manyun, his pupils suddenly widened, and he gasped.
"Advanced … Advanced Nascent Soul Realm? Little girl, how old are you? "
Qin Manyun replied respectfully, "Grandmaster, I'll be thirty years old after this year."
"A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who's not even thirty years old? This talent is even better than mine when I was young! "
The illusory figure looked at Qin Manyun carefully, and the satisfaction in his eyes could not be hidden. He continued, "And based on appearance alone, she's actually on par with me. How rare! Mengji, you've really taken in a good disciple! "
Yao Mengji nodded, but his eyes were a little wet.
Thousands of years had passed, and Grandmaster was still the same as before. Even his narcissistic style had not changed.
He remembered that he was only in his teens at that time. In the blink of an eye, the stars had changed. That high-spirited woman had reached her goal of becoming an immortal, but she was already on the verge of death.
Memories of the past flashed through his mind, and his throat was a little dry. He held back his tears and said hoarsely, "Grandmaster, is there any way to heal your injuries?"
"You don't have to think about my injuries. The things I need are simply unattainable in the entire cultivation world." The woman shook her head and said in a carefree manner, "I can still come back to take a look before I leave, and I can even see such a satisfied grand-disciple. I can rest in peace."
She smiled and waved her hand gently. Immediately, a fruit fell in front of Qin Manyun. "Grandmaster can't help you much this time, and I don't have much to give. Just use this as a greeting gift."
This fruit was only the size of a longan. It was purple and looked a little like a plum.
Yao Mengji secretly glanced at his grandmaster. He saw her staring at everyone with an eager look. Even her pale face had become a little rosy. He could not help but laugh in his heart.
Knowing his grandmaster's personality, he played the role perfectly and said, "Grandmaster, what's this? How come I've never seen it before? Could it be food from the immortal world? "
The woman gave Yao Mengji a look that said, "This is a special kind of Spirit Fruit called the Dao Fruit!"
"Dao Fruit?" Everyone was stunned.
The woman was even more satisfied with everyone's reaction. She said proudly, "This spiritual fruit is extremely rare even in the immortal world. I got it by luck in an ancient ruin. For this, I even fought with two immortals. Fortunately, I won in the end and retreated calmly."
"Ancient ruin? Fought with immortals? "
Everyone's hearts were filled with longing. They revealed shocked and expectant expressions. Their gazes towards the Dao Fruit immediately became cautious.
The woman smiled and said, "Do you know what effect this fruit has?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"You don't even dare to think about its effect!" The woman deliberately showed off. Her eyes were filled with mystery. She lowered her voice and said solemnly, "It contains the rhythm of Dao!"
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