The old locust tree at the entrance of the village is 200 years old this year and is still luxuriant.
Mr. Zhang, who works in a private school in the village, is 60 years old this year and is still teaching Tiandi Xuanhuang.
She, a white cat, was born with intelligence and is only 12 years old this year.
It is the most beautiful years.
"Wait? What did those humans say?"
"Am I going to die of old age?"
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Immortal Lord's face suddenly darkened, and he scolded softly: "You cat, you really don't know what's good and what's good! If an ordinary person can get one or two spells by his side, it's already a great opportunity. You are destined to be an immortal, but you don't want to learn this or that. What are you thinking?"
The white cat raised its head and leaned on the ground. Although its movements were in worship, its eyes were neither humble nor arrogant, and its eyes were firm: "Master, even though there are thousands of magic spells and endless avenues, the cat only wants to live forever! Master Wanwang will show great mercy and teach me the way to live forever. My disciple will never be grateful!"
After Bai Mao said those words, he saw the face of the Immortal Lord, who had a gloomy face, suddenly relaxed, and then he looked at her with a look of great admiration, and there was a look of pity in his eyes that could not be concealed.
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"Master, is it possible that the way to immortality you taught me is to make myself so strong that others dare not take my life? Even heaven and earth are no exception?"
"... Ahem, just tell me whether you have immortality."
Intention: Continuous self-improvement
