Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck

Zhou Family.

At this moment, Huang Yifan couldn’t help but rub his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing. Was he having hallucinations before dying? Otherwise, why would he see his master?

It seemed that he had indeed reached the end of his rope, and in his constant thoughts, his mind had finally become chaotic as he approached death.

However, although he was having hallucinations, his mental state had never been better. Since that was the case, he might as well settle his affairs.

It must be a momentary resurgence.

As he was lost in thought, the old man with an immortal and noble temperament in front of him suddenly spoke, “Huang Yifan, you and I have been master and servant for so long. Today, I have come to send you off. Are there any unfulfilled wishes left?”

Huh?

It wasn’t a hallucination?

The moment he heard the other person speak, Huang Yifan finally came to his senses. Feeling the real touch of the bedside, he looked up at Liang Sheng and the next moment, tears streamed down his face.

He didn’t expect to see his master before he died, and so there was no lingering regret. Seeing this, Liang Sheng didn’t rush to speak, allowing Huang Yifan to compose himself first.

After all, with his current cultivation level, even if the Zhou Family arrived at the door of the room, they wouldn’t be able to detect him.

He now had plenty of time to deal with Huang Yifan’s affairs. At this moment, he looked at Huang Yifan, who seemed to have lost all the bearing of a Golden Core Daoist.

This was merely an old man on the brink of death, waiting for the final blow. After Huang Yifan had calmed down, Liang Sheng finally spoke hoarsely.

“Master, was that Nascent Soul Pill you left in the Spiritual Field Cave Mansion specially meant to lend me a hand?”

There was no need for Liang Sheng to lie at this point, so he nodded directly. Huang Yifan seemed to have his heart’s ill dispelled and suddenly burst into tears.

“Why didn’t you reveal yourself and take me away, Master? Do you know that throughout my life, I’ve been tossed about, and my two brothers have left long ago? I was the only one left, struggling to survive in the world.”

Perhaps it was because his end was near that Huang Yifan suddenly became a bit more unrestrained, venting all his grievances at this moment.

However, as he spoke, he began to laugh again, “But being able to see Master before I die leaves me without any regrets.

In this life, meeting Master was my greatest fortune. Otherwise, how could I, a mere Loose Cultivator, have become a Golden Core Daoist?

I’m already so very satisfied to be able to see such a scene on the path of cultivation. In the world, how many people have my kind of fortune?”

At that moment, not knowing whether it was because he had sobered up, he suddenly struggled to get off the bed, only to be gently pressed back down by a gentle force, preventing him from moving.

In the next moment, Huang Yifan couldn’t help but relent, lying back down with a bitter smile on his lips. “Master, forgive me for not being able to bow down as an old servant. Indeed, I am not qualified.”

Liang Sheng had nothing to say about this, and just listened quietly as Huang Yifan seemingly tried to say all the words he had wanted to say in his life, becoming somewhat rambling.

At this moment in front of Liang Sheng, he seemed to have torn off all his disguises, expressing all his emotions and even his fear of death without reservation.

He no longer appeared as carefree as he had been in front of Jin Quanxiu earlier but rather like a child who had just found his parents, pouring out his grievances.

Just then, Huang Yifan suddenly had a flash of insight. Was the reason he could go to Immortal City also because his master had helped him along the way?

But according to what Jin Quanxiu had said before, it should have been the Senior Sect Members of Dan Ding Sect who had saved them. If that was the case…

Adding the fact that he was already nearing death, he had no reservations and directly asked his doubt.

“Master, are you from the Dan Ding Sect?”

Hearing this, Liang Sheng did not hesitate and directly nodded. Huang Yifan, getting a clear answer, couldn’t help but laugh.

“It seems that I am of the same generation as Senior Jin, and even of higher status. How interesting, how interesting. It’s a pity that Senior Jin doesn’t know that I’m actually half a member of the Dan Ding Sect.”

Liang Sheng found this somewhat amusing. Even I have to call Jin Quanxiu “Master,” so where did you come up with being of the same generation?

However, he also knew why Huang Yifan would think this way, as he had previously pretended to be a nonexistent senior of the Dan Ding Sect.

Afterward, Huang Yifan seemed to transform into a child full of questions, incessantly asking Liang Sheng about his situation over the years. Liang Sheng casually picked some insignificant questions to answer and dispel his doubts.

Just at this moment, Huang Yifan’s expression suddenly changed. Being a Golden Core True Person, he naturally understood his own condition.

He felt that his end was near, and although he had made preparations, he still felt somewhat unwilling.

After all, he had just seen his master.

Thinking of this, his eyes couldn’t help but darken. “Master, please take care of yourself in the future, and enjoy the worldly life. Forgive me, your servant Yifan, for not respecting your command and leaving first.”

At the last word, Huang Yifan couldn’t help but cry once more, his loyalty and gratitude towards Liang Sheng overflowing.

If not for his master, perhaps he, like his two brothers, would have returned to dust centuries ago.

Seeing Huang Yifan’s reluctance, Liang Sheng originally just wanted to accompany him on his final journey and put an end to their cause and effect. After all, even he had no special means for a cultivator whose lifespan was about to end.

After all, this was not like the previous breakthrough of the Hua Tian Sect’s Yu Longzi, where he could indeed offer some help.