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As You Said, Ascend!

Hearing this, Zhang Ye was not surprised at all.

He had come for this matter and had long guessed that the old man had called him for the funeral.

After all, before he left last time, he had left his name card with the old man.

"Old Master, what kind of funeral do you want?”Zhang Ye asked as he chewed on a peanut.

"My wish is to see the Dao Sect prosper and see Master one last time.”An Pingjie poured himself a cup of wine and downed it in one gulp.

" I'm fine." An Pingjie shook his head and laughed." My last wish is to hold a funeral at the mountain gate."”

"Of course, it would be even better if there were people of the same path who could come to my funeral.”An Ping added.

Zhang Ye did not answer immediately. Instead, he poured a glass of wine for the old man and himself.

After the two of them finished their glasses, Zhang Ye smiled calmly."Old Master, is it that simple?"

An Pingjie was taken aback as he turned around to look at Zhang Ye.

After that, An Pingjie laughed out loud." Haha, you little brat. This old man still wants to ascend. Are you going to create a scene where this old man ascends?”

After saying that, Zhang Ye swallowed the peanut in his mouth."Why not? But you definitely won't be able to see it.”

An Pingjie laughed out loud, finding it funny.

He knew that Zhang Ye was trying to cheer him up, to make him, a dying man, happy.

His tone became very calm, and his turbid eyes were extremely bright at this moment. The wrinkles on his face were even more bunched together, and he was full of smiles."So what if I can't see it!"

"I'll do as you say. Ascend for this old man!”

"Come, let's drink."

Zhang Ye smiled and pushed his cup forward, making contact with Old Master An's cup.

……

An hour later.

Zhang Ye staggered out of Old Master An's house.

It had to be said that the old man's alcohol tolerance was quite good.

Zhang Ye brought over two bottles of white wine. Old Master An drank more than a bottle himself, while Zhang Ye only drank a few glasses.

Zhang Ye left the rest of the wine for Old Master An.

Shaking his slightly dizzy head, Zhang Ye quickly left An Family Village under the hazy moonlight. He did not choose to go down the mountain, but turned around and headed straight for the mountains.

With a flashlight, he walked through the dense forest, crossed the stream, and climbed over the mountains.

After walking in the mountains for three hours, Zhang Ye arrived at the top of a mountain near An Family Village late at night.

"No, when we open a new field, we must recruit a few people.”Zhang Ye complained in his heart.

Then, he walked deeper into the cave.

It was only when he saw a moss-covered bluestone road that Zhang Ye stopped.

Standing in place, Zhang Ye looked at the scenery around him and took a deep breath.

The unpolluted air blew into his face, carrying with it the thick fragrance of the forest. It made Zhang Ye's dizziness and discomfort disappear by more than half.

At a glance, ancient trees blotted out the sky.

Between the ancient trees, a bluestone road appeared. It was covered with moss and weeds. It was obvious that no one had passed by here for a long time.

At the end of the limestone road was a dilapidated mountain gate. The mountain gate was on the verge of collapse, as if it would collapse if the wind blew.

There was a plaque right above the door.

After decades of exposure to the wind and sun, the plaque had already weathered. However, if one looked carefully, one could still see the three words "Longevity Temple" on the plaque.

Zhang Ye stood in front of the door and confirmed it.

Then, he stepped forward and walked to the gate of Longevity Temple.

He raised his hand, placed it on the door, and gently pushed it.

Squeak--

The broken wooden door let out a distant sound, as if it was telling the past decades.

He walked into the Temple of Longevity.

The temple was dilapidated, and the weeds in the courtyard were as tall as a person and had long been covered.

Looking inside, it was pitch-black. He could not see the scene inside at all.

Everything in the Temple of Longevity seemed to be telling the desolation of this place and the history that could be sung.

Here, Old Master An, as a Daoist child, witnessed his master leave.

He had waited here bitterly for dozens of years, until he entered old age, but he had not been able to wait for his master to return.

After that, Old Master An closed the mountain gate and left the mountain to travel.

At this point, the Temple of Longevity was still empty. It was not hard to imagine that it was in such a dilapidated state.

Grandpa An's funeral was held in the Temple of Longevity, in such an environment.

And the series of arrangements that Zhang Ye wanted to make would also be realized in this "Temple of Longevity".

Therefore, he had no choice but to seize the time to come to the Temple of Longevity and check out the place so that it would be easier to arrange the funeral later.

Otherwise, Zhang Ye would have to be crazy to not sleep at night and come to the mountains to look for the mountain gate.

But after seeing the dilapidated "Temple of Longevity", Zhang Ye pondered for a long time and finally sighed.

If the funeral was held in such a place, it would really be a little unreasonable. He needed to make some preparations in advance.

"It seems that I have to plan the old man's funeral properly.”

" After all, the old man is really a Taoist priest. It would be best if he had a funeral that would last forever. He even promised Old Master An that he would arrange an ascension for him…What a headache. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have acted so pretentious. What would I have done with the ascension…"

As he muttered, Zhang Ye secretly hated himself.

Why were they pretending? Now, they even had to arrange for the old master to ascend.

Fine, why didn't he just create trouble for himself?

Although he said that, Zhang Ye did not complain, nor did he blame the old man for having such high expectations.

He took out his phone, opened the Last Wish app, entered the mall, and scrolled through the interface to search.

"Let me see…this, this, um…and this…"

After choosing for a while, Zhang Ye looked at the items in the shopping cart and nodded.

[Dark Clouds and Thunder Special Effect: Can only be used in a scenario.]

[Heavy Rain Special Effect: Can only be used in scenes with extremely high humidity in the mountains.]

Dao Sect disciples x20.

[Character Creation: According to the host's wishes…]

Ancient sword x1.

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