Chapter 1066: Matters Of Immortal Capital (I)
"Many thanks, Daoist Master!"
Ding Weizeng's voice was filled with respect. He was a bold man with hawk-like brows and a bristling beard. He bowed, speaking no further, yet it sounded far better than a long string of flattery. The old Daoist Master nodded in approval.
After Ding Weizeng paid his respects, Sumian only smiled without speaking. The following conversation was no longer for him to hear, so Li Ximing waved his hand to dismiss him.
Once Ding Weizeng left, Li Ximing said sincerely, "My thanks to Daoist Master Qi. My breakthrough was recent, and my family's teachings forbid me from handling blood qi. Thus, I am unversed in this Dao. Unlike you, whose divine abilities can be wielded with ease, I was unable to deal with such matters."
"Zhaojing jests." Sumian shook his head as he poured tea and replied, "If Zhaojing wished for it, treating such an injury would not be difficult. I merely take advantage of a few divine abilities."
He poured tea for the two of them. Outside the courtyard, a cold drizzle began to fall. Changxi gazed at Li Ximing with a complex expression, pressing a finger against his teacup as if to steady the mood.
He said, "Zhaojing brims with vigor, reminding me of myself more than three hundred years ago. It stirs many emotions."
In truth, Changxi was not only a little over four hundred and fifty years old. Li Ximing had long harbored doubts about the lifespan of Purple Mansion Realm cultivators.
He paused briefly before asking, "One may still lack transcendence after having attained divine ability, but to think even the joy of a thousand-year lifespan cannot be enjoyed, and cultivation still falls short even after five hundred years?"
Sumian gave a wistful smile. "Zhaojing asks well. I too once posed this question in my younger years. The Dao lineage contains only a few scattered words on the matter, but I can share them with you."