Master Yixiu, See You Again in Eighty Years

After Chen Changsheng finished speaking, the system's voice rang out in his mind.

"Since the host has doubts in his heart, why not seek out the truth yourself?"

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng rolled his eyes and waved a hand.

"Stop fooling around. Why would I try something this dangerous on myself?"

"If something went wrong by accident, wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

"Besides, I don't want to be hunted down for my entire life like the Blood Demon Ancestor."

"Host, I mean that you can look for the safest and most reliable method."

Chen Changsheng paused at those words.

"The safest and most reliable method? Does such a method exist?"

"Why does the host think it does not? Nothing in this world remains unchanged forever."

"The Blood Demon Ancestor chose such a method of seeking quick success because his Lifespan was nearly exhausted."

"But you are different, host. You possess an almost limitless lifespan."

"Given enough time, this problem may not be impossible to solve."

Faced with the system's answer, Chen Changsheng tilted his head in thought and said, "Makes sense. Time may seem soft and powerless, but it is the Sharpest Knife in this world."

"Whether you are a Spirit Transformation ancestor or a Divine Weapon, you cannot withstand the erosion of time."

"Before time, all things become insignificant. This tiny cultivation problem is naturally no exception."

The Artificial Spirit Root was another hypothesis proposed by the Blood Demon Ancestor. He wanted to implant external objects into the human body, thereby forming something that could serve as a spirit root.

However, many difficulties in this method had yet to be overcome.

For instance, what kind of Natural Treasures were suitable for use as spirit roots? How could those Natural Treasures avoid being absorbed by the body and instead transform into spirit roots?

Yet Chen Changsheng was in no hurry to solve these problems, because he had plenty and plenty of time.

After chatting idly with the system for a few more moments, Chen Changsheng climbed into the coffin he often slept in.

He had been busy for three months. It was time for him to get some proper rest.

The matter of collecting the Blood Demon Ancestor's corpse did not cause any stir.

Chen Changsheng returned to his peaceful and lonely days.

However, it was worth mentioning that the kind-hearted little monk would come looking for Chen Changsheng every few days.

Sometimes, he asked Chen Changsheng to collect someone's corpse. Other times, he told Chen Changsheng about his insights into cultivation.

But what the two discussed most was Buddhist doctrine.

Over the past several decades, Chen Changsheng had constantly been reading. From Buddhist scriptures and Daoist ancient texts to Folk Tales and vulgar novels, he had read them all.

As long as something contained recorded knowledge, Chen Changsheng never let it slip past him.

Combined with the experience he had gained from walking the mortal world for fifty years, Chen Changsheng won most of their debates on Buddhist doctrine.

"Chen Changsheng, today this humble monk will debate you for three hundred rounds!"

A bald-headed man in a Monk Robe stepped through the doors of the Coffin Shop.

Seeing the man's carefree manner, Chen Changsheng glanced at him and said blandly, "You are, after all, the inheritor of Heavenly Buddha Temple, the Master Yixiu everyone speaks of."

"If people saw you like this, wouldn't they laugh at you?"

Yixiu rolled his eyes, then casually sat atop a coffin.

"Let them laugh if they want."

"Even if they praise me to the heavens, it cannot change the fact that I have lost to you for twenty years."

That was right. The monk Yixiu before him was the little monk who had asked Chen Changsheng to collect the Blood Demon Ancestor's corpse back then.

The years drifted by, and twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.

The little monk of the past had already become an outstanding young talent capable of standing on his own.

Hearing Yixiu's complaint, Chen Changsheng set down the book in his hand and said, "From the sound of it, you want to debate Buddhist doctrine with me again today?"

"Of course. Why else would I come looking for you if not to debate Buddhist doctrine?"

"Among everyone I know, only you can contend with me in Buddhist doctrine."

"But then again, your cultivation talent truly is awful."

"Twenty years ago, you were Qi Refining Level 3. Now, you are Qi Refining Level 4. Isn't your progress in cultivation far too slow?"

"I'm really worried that one day you'll suddenly kick the bucket. Who will I debate Buddhist doctrine with then?"

Chen Changsheng smiled faintly. "Cultivation talent is not something I can decide. What can I do about it?"

"I can help you if you lack cultivation talent!"

"Although I cannot change the fact that you have no spirit root, extending your lifespan is no problem."

"You always refuse to tell me how long you have lived. I don't want to lose a friend like you."

Faced with Yixiu's words, Chen Changsheng merely responded with a smile and gave no direct answer.

The greatest advantage of mingling in the Cultivation World was that one did not need to worry about one's appearance remaining unchanged.

After all, Youth Preservation Pills were nothing rare.

"Life and death are fated; wealth and honor rest with heaven. Don't take lifespan too seriously. Just let everything take its natural course."

"I do not want to debate Buddhist doctrine with you today. There is something I would like to ask you to help me with."

"No!"

Yixiu rejected Chen Changsheng's request with great decisiveness.

"Unless you agree to let me extend your lifespan."

Seeing Yixiu's stubborn expression, Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly.

"No problem. If you help me with this matter, I will agree to let you extend my lifespan."

The moment those words left his mouth, Yixiu jumped down from the coffin and said excitedly, "What is it? Just say the word! I, Master Yixiu, guarantee that I will get it done!"

"You came to the Linglong Sect to attend the ceremony for the Longevity Fairy taking up the position of elder, didn't you?"

"How is it? Do you want to go and see it for yourself too?"

"No." Chen Changsheng shook his head. "I want to ask you to deliver this item to the Longevity Fairy."

As he spoke, Chen Changsheng pulled a Tiger-Shaped Wooden Carving from his robe.

Seeing the item in Chen Changsheng's hand, Yixiu's face immediately twisted.

"Chen Changsheng, don't tell me you like the Longevity Fairy."

"That woman has no interest whatsoever in becoming Dao companions. Don't waste your efforts."

"You only need to deliver it into her hands. There is no need to say anything else."

"If you accomplish this, I will agree to let you extend my lifespan."

This difficult request from Chen Changsheng made Yixiu anxiously scratch his head.

In the end, Yixiu snatched the Wooden Sculpture from Chen Changsheng's hand and said, "Let's make this clear first. I can deliver the item for you, but I cannot mention your name."

"Once the Longevity Fairy's admirers find out about this, you will probably die a miserable death."

"Fine!"

After receiving Chen Changsheng's answer, Yixiu left the Coffin Shop with the Wooden Sculpture.

Watching Yixiu's departing figure, Chen Changsheng softly said, "Little monk, see you again in eighty years."

After saying that, Chen Changsheng embedded several spirit stones into the floor.

Array Patterns immediately emerged throughout the Coffin Shop. This was the Random Teleportation Array Chen Changsheng had spent ten years setting up.

The range of teleportation was unknown, and the destination was unknown.

The purpose of doing this was to prevent anyone from using the Teleportation Array to trace his location.

Buzz!

Light flashed. Chen Changsheng vanished into the array, and the Random Teleportation Array on the floor was completely ruined.