Chapter 130 Faint Sensation "Elder Sheng, what are you doing?" As the pillar of their sect and also the elder of the sect, Long Aotian would naturally come forward to attend farewell events. Although he was not good at socializing, he always had to ask a question when Sheng Yuan, who had just exchanged a few polite words with him and bowed goodbye a second ago, suddenly looked unhappy. "Yes, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little unwell." Such an honest answer surprised Long Aotian. Can such a big truth be spoken casually? They had only met each other a few times and were just acquaintances, but not close enough to listen to such words. Subconsciously, Long Aotian became alert, said nothing, and took a small step back. "Since you are not feeling well, you should go back and recuperate as soon as possible." The entire world of immortal cultivation knows what Sheng Yuan’s current physical condition is like. Although he is powerful and has a high level of cultivation, he is also one of the thousands of people in the late stage of the Spiritualization.
The issue of the end of one's lifespan lingers in the mind of every person in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation. The Elder Sheng in front of him had now admitted in person that he was not feeling well. I was afraid... I was afraid that his time was up. I felt a little regretful, and when I looked at him, there was an unspeakable pity in my eyes. Have pity on him, have pity on all those who are about to reach the end of their lifespan, and also have pity on your future self. After all, this day will come to everyone, sooner or later. How could Sheng Yuan not hear that this guy was trying to chase people away? He lowered his head and chuckled, thinking that this young man named Long was quite interesting. "Are you afraid that I won't be able to make it back to the sect and will immediately collapse on your land?" This young friend Long is a taciturn person, but also a straightforward person. He doesn't like to talk to people, but he speaks directly. He likes this kind of personality, so he couldn't help but make a joke with him. But what's the joke? Long Aotian said he didn't want to answer. "Yeah." He nodded in agreement. Sheng Yuan curled his lips and didn't continue the joke. "Why haven't I seen your new disciple walking around these days?" Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he suddenly asked Long Aotian about Zhou Ling's situation. Long Aotian's face was originally quite indifferent, but when he heard this question, he suddenly became serious. "Why are you looking for her?" His little disciple doesn't know this person, so why are they suddenly talking about her? Could it be that... the whereabouts of my little disciple have been leaked? In just a moment, he was in a state of confusion, waiting to hear an answer.
"I'm not looking for her. I'm just asking casually. Don't take it to heart." Actually...it's not as simple as just asking a question. The little girl didn't know who she was, but she was so famous that it was hard for me not to know her. He remembered that the last time his body had this inexplicable condition, he happened to go to the spectator seats to watch the Taoist competition. At that time, he noticed that the little girl on the stage had just injured her leg. Coincidentally, the leg she injured was in the same position as the inexplicable discomfort in her body. At that time, he did not think much about it, just thought it was a coincidence, but later he saw that the little girl studied hard and practiced diligently. Although her aptitude was very poor, she was ten times more diligent than others in her practice. He admired her tenacious attitude very much. Later, the little girl learned the formation by herself, and he gave her some advice, so he was more impressed by her. But now, his body inexplicably felt uncomfortable again, and he suddenly had a guess that he wanted to confirm. The injury on her leg last time was in the same spot as her discomfort, so what about this time? If, if there is any connection between them... "Your ship is coming. If you don't go now, you will miss it." Before Sheng Yuan could think deeply, Long Aotian urged him again. This guy's travel is quite grand. Other elders usually ride on a ship together with their disciples, but he is different. He needs to ride on an entire ship by himself. I heard a while ago that he was bullied by the younger generation in the sect. Sigh... Long Aotian thought he was quite a novice in the ways of the world, but he didn't expect to meet someone even worse. "In that case, little friend Long, goodbye." After being chased away repeatedly like this, Sheng Yuan felt embarrassed to stay any longer no matter how thick-skinned he was. He bowed and said goodbye, and this time he really turned around and left. I just sighed slightly in my heart. I felt a little regretful that I couldn't see the little girl again before leaving. Sheng Yuan shook his head slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, turned around and was about to leave, but just as he took a step, his knees went weak before he could even stand firmly. "Hey! What's going on?" Long Aotian screamed in fright, and quickly reached out and stepped forward to hold Sheng Yuan's arm. "Thank you." Sheng Yuan looked a little ugly, and his left hand unconsciously covered his dantian. If the physical discomfort in the past was just a vague feeling of pain, it didn't affect anything, but it made people a little upset. But just now, he felt a real pain in his dantian! Not only did his dantian hurt, but his heart also felt a pain, as if someone had struck his dantian with a palm, attempting to destroy the foundation of his cultivation. But...how is this possible! ? "There seems to be something wrong with the flow of your spiritual power." Seeing that he looked unhappy and had no reaction for a long time, Long Aotian couldn't help but remind him. "It's okay, don't worry, I won't fall in your sect and cause you any trouble."
Sheng Yuan was helpless. The tension of everyone worrying that he might fall down and die at any time really made him laugh and cry. But after seeing it so many times, I got used to it over time. He patted Long Aotian on the shoulder, signaling him to rest assured, then adjusted his physical condition, jumped onto his own ship, stood at the bow, and waved to the group of people who were seeing him off below. Being with the bomb that was about to explode, Long Aotian did feel insecure. As for this old man, Elder Sheng, his life span was so long that many people were speculating about when it would end. After all, no matter how well he is maintained, his life span is indeed coming to an end, and he might collapse and die at any time. It’s just… he didn’t know his little disciple, and he suddenly mentioned him. No matter how he thought about it, it seemed strange. Returning to his own peak, Long Aotian took out the communication talisman. Looking at the empty talisman in his hand, he couldn't help but frown. This shouldn't happen. It's been so many days, and there's still no news. When they said goodbye, they had agreed that once the mother and daughter stopped, they would send him a rough location to let him know that they were all safe. But several days have passed since they left, so it's time to stop. The disciple has always respected him, and she will not forget the agreement. Could it be...that something happened to my disciple? (End of this chapter)