Chapter Eight, the lotus root as bone, the lotus leaf as clothing (Eight).

Those who can be recognized and accepted as disciples by the eight great immortals of Kunlun are all individuals with extraordinary innate spiritual roots and exceptional talents. Normally, it takes about three to five hundred years for one to cultivate into a terrestrial immortal. However, after I obtained this lotus body, instead of progressing, my cultivation regressed. Even after three to five thousand years, there is no guarantee that I will achieve the status of a terrestrial immortal!

Master said: "Inside the Yu Ping Cave on Mount Chicheng, there is a kind of spiritual spring water. It is said that the water is exceptionally spiritual and is specifically used to water spiritual flowers and exotic plants. It can make the flowers and plants not wither in autumn and not wilt in winter. Ning Feng said that if you water it every day, the lotus leaves will not wither so quickly. It's a pity that old man Yuan Xiu is stingy and treats it like a treasure. Even if I get two jars, it won't be enough to water you a few times. If you marry over there and become a sword immortal of Chicheng, you can probably soak in that spring every day. It's a pity that old man Yuan Xiu is stingy and treats it like a treasure. Even if I get two jars, it won't be enough to water you a few times. After surviving the first heavenly tribulation and becoming an earthly immortal, you can reshape your immortal body. There is no need to worry about the mortal flesh anymore!"

Master replied: "Don't worry, with me here, it's no problem to hold on for another year or two!"

I don't feel that dying once, or dying several times, or being completely annihilated makes any difference.

Only poor my master, who ended up with such a disciple like me!

Ignorance, unawareness, no hatred, no anger, no sorrow, no joy, may not necessarily be bad.

I understood the implied meaning behind the words, "Could it be that there is some treasure in Chicheng Mountain that would allow me to avoid carrying this tattered lotus leaf body?"

The white wolf looked at me sympathetically and said, "Miss Ye, why don't you just marry him?"

"Master sighed and said, 'Who wanted to marry you off to an outsider? Although you have lived for two hundred years, we sword immortals cannot compare to the longevity of ordinary people. If we calculate carefully, you are still a minor! In my opinion, you should live until four hundred years old, pass through the heavenly tribulation, become a legitimate earth immortal, and then marry the best male disciple with the highest ability within our sect. You won't have to leave your master, nor will you have to marry into someone else's family. Isn't that wonderful?'"

I mustered up some courage and exclaimed, "Indeed, it's marvelous, marvelous!"

I thought about it and said, "One year or two years? Let's compromise and call it a year and a half! I should have died half a year ago, but according to this calculation, I have actually lived for two more years. I, Ye Ling, have made a big profit!"

I interrupted my master's self-pity and said, "Master, do you still remember that I am your only disciple? I haven't even finished my apprenticeship, why are you in such a hurry to marry me off to someone else?"

Master said, "The problem is that your physical body has already been destroyed! This lotus leaf patching is troublesome every time and is not appropriate."

I feel a faint melancholy as I listen.

Isn't it just that I'm no longer here from now on?

I dare not tell you, if I die, not only will my body perish, but my soul will also be scattered, and I will disappear forever.

If I were to disappear completely, the only one in this world who would truly be sad for me, would probably be him?

I asked in a gloomy tone, "If I don't marry that boy, will I not live much longer?"

Master turned his head to look at me, and even his usually smiling eyes seemed somewhat melancholy.