Lu Changan couldn't stop him. The latter was also a true elixir cultivator.

He noticed Zhao Tan'er's intention to get him drunk, but he made a miscalculation.

Zhao Tan'er was almost leaning against him. The former's long skirt and black silk stockings exuded a faint fragrance and fell on Lu Changan.

"For such a grown-up man, he doesn't know how to respect his teachers and elders. How can he behave properly if he doesn't sit down or not?"

Lu Changan raised his arm slightly and helped Zhao Taner, who had drunken eyes, to sit upright.

"Hmph! You are not my master's Taoist companion..."

"You and I are both in the early stages of forming pills now, elders? Where did you grow?"

Zhao Tan'er's face turned red as a result of drunkenness, she snorted softly and said not buying it.

"I'm older than you!"

Lu Changan said with a straight face.

In fact, regardless of Zhao Siyao's friendship and the tradition of judging seniority based on realm in the world of immortality, Zhao Tan'er is really of the same generation as him.

"You just rely on your old age and sell yourself off."

Zhao Tan'er chuckled, her eyes as blurry as stars, whether it was disdain or ridicule.

"With your little drinking capacity, you still want to get Uncle Lu drunk. If you have any questions, just ask."

Lu Changan said angrily.

"good."

Zhao Tan'er circulated the power of the elixir, her beautiful eyes became clear, and she was close at hand. In her memory, the man in white has always been ageless.

"Uncle Lu, after being promoted to True Alchemy, do you feel disgusted and feel that Tan'er's master is not worthy of you?"

Zhao Tan'er is indeed a straight-tempered person, and her questions are very acute.

"No."

Lu Changan denied it and gave an example, "Your Uncle Ergou was born in a peasant family and his cultivation has stagnated in the early stages of foundation building. In the past hundred years or so, have you ever heard me treat him lightly?"

"Well, that's true."

Zhao Tan'er wrinkled her nose and thought for a while.

Lu Changan really couldn't find fault with his old friends.

Lu Changan has taken a certain amount of care for his old friends, such as Lin Lu back then and Li Congren recently.

Lu Changan even contributed to the foundation-building pill when Zhao Tan'er was building the foundation.

"Since you don't dislike her, why don't you marry Master? If you say that you don't have any affection for her, just pretend that Tan'er didn't ask."

Faced with this problem, Lu Changan was relatively familiar with it.

"The world of cultivating immortals is changing rapidly. Master Jiedan is just the threshold to enter the high level. It looks majestic, but in fact, facing the general trend of the world of cultivating immortals, he is just a pawn. If you are not careful, you will be in catastrophe."

"Only Nascent Soul True Lord can jump out of the chessboard and control his own destiny. Otherwise, my life is not up to me and is at stake. How can I dare to marry a wife and have children?"

After listening to Lu Changan's excuse.

Zhao Tan'er's pretty eyes widened and she opened her mouth, not knowing how to retort.

In the previous Immortal Cultivation War, more than one or two True Alchemy cultivators died.

The invasion of the six demonic sects that can be seen in the future will only be more tragic and terrifying than this.

What's more, Lu Changan's name as the Turtle Talisman Master is not for nothing, he is well-known.

…

Lu Changan stayed in Jinyun Valley for several days, but Zhao Siyao still had not left the customs.

Lu Changan sighed, no longer forced, and said goodbye to Zhang Tieshan, Zhao Tan'er and others.

"Uncle Lu, you really don't want to see my master?"

Zhao Tan'er curled her lips, as if she was unwilling to do so.

Many years ago, she was worried about her master and Lu Changan, both of whom were not emotionally proactive people.

"She doesn't want to..."

As soon as Lu Changan opened his mouth, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Tan'er, ask your master to meet me outside Jinyun Valley."

Lu Changan ordered.

"okay!"

Zhao Tan'er smiled sweetly and turned into a wisp of smoke, heading straight for Zhao Siyao's cave.

Lu Changan said no more and flew straight out of Jinyun Valley.

…

Jinyun Valley, among the mountains dozens of miles away.

The slightly cool mountain breeze blew Lu Changan's white clothes.

Less than a quarter of an hour.

In the direction of Jinyun Valley, a false elixir-level escaping light came through the sky.

Within the field of vision, a tall female cultivator in white dress with fluttering fairy skirt greeted her.

Not seen for decades, Zhao Siyao has changed slightly.

She is about thirty years old, wearing a phoenix hairpin, with her hair pulled high at the temples, dignified in manners, and with delicate and bright make-up, giving her a bright and mature beauty.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, long time no see. I came back to Jinyun Valley to disturb your Qingxiu."

Lu Changan bowed his hands and said with a smile.

He guessed correctly.

Zhao Siyao went into seclusion, but she was a little embarrassed to face herself, not because she didn't want to see him, an old friend.

If Lu Changan insists on meeting, Zhao Siyao will not refuse.

She has a generous temperament and is not so narrow-minded.

Furthermore, the two have always been friends and have a deep friendship.

It's not the kind of situation where you can't even be friends after breaking the window paper.

"Fellow Daoist Lu did not take the initiative to greet and congratulate you for being promoted to the True Pill. It's because Siyao is in trouble."

Seeing the familiar and unchanged old friend, Zhao Siyao felt inexplicably relieved, smiled with relief, and her eyes were clear and clear.

She was dignified and bowed in return. The cool mountain breeze blew her white skirt, outlining her graceful and graceful curves.

"Why should Siyao care about what was said as a joke back then?"

Lu Changan looked calm and flew to Zhao Siyao.

"Lu just got a lucky chance and managed to become a true elixir. Fellow Daoist Zhao did not give in too much, and even trained a female disciple of the true elixir level."

"Fellow Daoist Lu, there is no need to comfort him. In fact, the fake elixir formed was within Siyao's expectations. It's just that he didn't have enough fate to break his own shackles."

Zhao Siyao could clearly distinguish the difference between fake elixirs and real elixirs.

One has stopped on the road, while the other still has hope to pursue a higher realm.

After so many years, she calmly accepted the reality.

Fortunately, Zhao Tan'er is very up to date. Under her training, becoming a true elixir monk is a kind of psychological comfort.

"With fake elixir cultivation, you can live for more than three hundred years and still have a long life. If Zhao Daoyou is content with the status quo and is ordinary, or he can multiply his bloodline and establish a family of immortal cultivators, it is not a bad idea."

Lu Changan knew that Zhao Siyao's current achievements were actually in line with the expectations of the monks around her.

The reason why it seems regrettable is due to comparison.

A century-old friend with even lower talent became a true elixir. His own direct disciple also became a true elixir.

For most low-level monks in the world of immortality, fake elixirs are already an unattainable peak in their lifetime.

"Siyao has no interest in propagating bloodline or establishing a family. Tan'er is equivalent to my bloodline descendant..."

Zhao Siyao shook his head slightly.

If she didn't really like someone with similar interests, she would rather be alone and have Tan'er by her side.

"If Fellow Daoist Zhao is unwilling to give in, has a glimmer of hope for the great road, and can accept death as his own, Lu can point out a way..."

"The road to alchemy?"

"Well, Fellow Daoist Zhang is willing to show you the secret method of converting elixirs and his experience in successfully converting elixirs..."

"That's all. Thank you two Taoists for your kindness."

Zhao Siyao pondered for a moment, his eyes brightened briefly before returning to calmness.
To be continued...