The third breath was at the sixth level of Qi Refining. When Chen Luo sensed this breath, a smile appeared on his face. This breath was exactly the old friend Chen Luo was looking for, Du Jian, the second disciple of Master Xinhuo.
Danhuo Palace.
Du Jian, dressed in a Taoist robe, sat cross-legged in the hall with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.
A hundred years later, Du Jian was no longer young. Compared to the last time Chen Luo left, Du Jian had completely turned into an old man. His hair was gray, his face was full of wrinkles, and there were age spots on the back of his hands.
He is over 170 years old.
According to the upper limit of 150 years for Qi Refining cultivators, he has broken the common sense. If it happened in Tiannan Region, someone would have come to test him. But in Yue Country, there is not so much trouble. People here have never been to the world of immortal cultivation and do not know the limit.
The Yue State Tombs are very special.
Chen Luo had guessed this a long time ago. In the past, Taoist Changqing and Master Xinhuo had lived over 150 years old, and Taoist Changqing had lived over 200 years. This lifespan was obviously abnormal, and the reason for this abnormality was the land of Yue.
But after breaking through this upper limit, Du Jian clearly felt his energy and spirit declining. This decline was irreversible. According to Du Jian's calculations, he only had a dozen years of life left at most.
"Junior Brother Du, long time no see."
A voice suddenly appeared in the hall. Du Jian, who was originally dozing off, was startled when he heard the voice, and his hands holding the dustpan tightened a lot.
"Brother Chen?"
After seeing the two figures clearly, Du Jian's face showed a look of astonishment, which then turned into surprise.
He didn't expect that he would see Chen Luo again in his lifetime.
As for the young man behind him, he was not familiar with him, but he sensed a strong aura from him and thought he should be a senior in the world of immortal cultivation.
“You’re old.”
Chen Luo saw Du Jian's current state at a glance. His current vitality was completely maintained by spiritual power. Once the spiritual power was exhausted, his life would come to an end. This state was exactly the same as that of the old Taoist Changqing in the past.
"Yeah, I'm old."
Du Jian smiled with relief, looking at Chen Luo in front of him whose face remained the same, and couldn't help but fall into memories.
More than a hundred years had passed, and the years had left no trace on the other person. But he himself was already very old, and his life was coming to an end. A thought suddenly popped up in his mind: if he had chosen to go out last time, would he have been reborn?
"This is the eldest brother's only son."
Chen Luo did not continue the topic. He came back just to say goodbye.
"Master Brother's son?"
Du Jian was stunned for a moment, then he looked again and saw some traces of his senior brother Du De in Du Qiuxian. So he subconsciously asked.
"Where is the eldest brother? Why is he..."
Du Jian suddenly stopped talking halfway through his words and didn't ask any more questions.
"Meet Uncle Master."
Du Qiuxian bowed respectfully to the old man in front of him. Although the other party was only in the Qi Refining Realm, he did not look down on him. The man in front of him gave him a natural sense of closeness, a feeling that he was from the same clan as his father.
"well."
Du Jian touched his storage bag, then stopped and finally gave a bitter smile.
"Your cultivation is higher than mine, and I have nothing to give you. I'm just making a fool of myself."
"Uncle Master, you don't have to do this."
Du Qiuxian spoke immediately. Over the years, he had been a true disciple of the Qionghua Sect and had no shortage of anything. He ate all the spiritual materials that the outsiders had to fight for, and the same was true for the elixirs and magic tools.
“It’s different.”
Du Jian thought for a moment, then stood up and walked to the cabinet and started searching inside.
Chen Luo patted Du Qiuxian on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the hall.
"Who is it?"
The soldiers on duty outside discovered that an outsider had broken into the hall where the imperial master lived. If the emperor knew about this, none of them would be in trouble. But before they could move, the figure in front of them disappeared like a ghost, as if it had never appeared.
A group of soldiers were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats and quickly reported the news.
After leaving the palace, Chen Luo went to Cuizhu Valley.
This time he did not go down, but stood in the air and looked far away. In the valley full of green bamboos, there lived three people, a young disciple who had just entered the Tao, and a little girl who had just entered the Tao. Both disciples had already fallen asleep. There was still light coming from the innermost room, and the owner of the house was busy.
Orange-red light shone from the windows.
Xie Shuang stood by the window, holding the talisman pen in one hand and pressing the talisman paper with the other, drawing the talisman stroke by stroke. The light of the candlelight reflected on her face, telling the ruthlessness of time.
Like Du Jian, Xie Shuang is also old.
Her face was full of wrinkles, her hair was white as frost, and an aura of decadence surrounded her.
Looking at his old friends, Chen Luo felt a sense of loneliness for no reason. Of the seven people who walked out of the tomb, he was the only one left.
After staying in the air for a while, Chen Luo gave up the idea of going down to see Xie Shuang and raised his hand to touch the air. The extremely rare spiritual energy in the Yue Kingdom Tomb was gathered to his fingertips and turned into a ball of spiritual light. With a flick of his finger, it touched the center of Xie Shuang's eyebrows below.
This spiritual energy can alleviate Xie Shuang's condition and allow her to live two more years. It can also be considered a parting gift from him as his senior brother.
"Um?"
Xie Shuang, who was drawing talismans, paused and quickly looked out the window.
Outside, the moon was bright and the sky was cloudless.
The cool breeze blowing in through the window made Xie Shuang confused.
'Did I see it wrong?'
She put down the talisman pen in her hand, pushed the door open and walked out of the room. She stood in the courtyard and looked at the night sky in the distance. She was lost in memories for no reason. Like all old people, she was now left with only memories. She remembered things that happened a long time ago. She remembered that many years ago, she was taken by her master to see Taoist Changqing and met Senior Brother Chen for the first time. She remembered Shenhu Xianmen, Du De and Du Jian and other senior brothers, and her deceased teacher, Cuizhu Fairy.
After leaving Cuizhu Valley.
Chen Luo went to the Chen family's old place again.
The ancestral hall had a new group of people, and the old man who used to sit at the gate and guard it also entered the ancestral hall, and Chen Luo found his tablet inside. The old mourning hall, which originally had only one room, was expanded a few years ago, and the tablets for worship were divided into three areas: left, middle, and right.
Chen Luo found his uncle’s spirit tablet in the ancestral hall on the right.
More than a hundred years is too long, so long that one forgets a person. Uncle San's tablet has lost its color, and the people who worship him are perfunctory. In the eyes of these descendants of the Chen family, Chen Dahe is just a name, an ancestor whose appearance is unknown.
Chen Luo reached out and wiped the dust off the plaque.
Someone took out a gourd of spiritual wine from the cave gourd and poured it into the porcelain bowl in front of the tablet.
"Uncle San, I'm back to see you"
After leaving the Chen family’s hometown, Chen Luo went to the capital again.
The younger brother Chen Lin was also gone. Unlike the Chen family ancestral hall, the branch in the capital was developing very well. They built a large ancestral hall, with the brothers Chen Luo and Chen Lin enshrined in the innermost part, and above them were Chen Luo's parents and his younger sister. Chen Luo was a statue of a god, while Chen Lin and the others were spirit tablets.
As the 'Eternal Immortal' canonized by the Emperor of Yue State, the royal family would come here to worship him every year.
Currying favor with the immortal is a lesson that all members of the royal family must learn. Even if the immortal has left, they will not neglect it.
Immortals live forever, so maybe they will come back one day.
The head of the Chen family now is Chen Lin’s grandson.
With the support of the elixir he had given him before, this guy was still very strong. He was wearing a crimson official robe and standing at the forefront of all the officials. Behind him gathered a large number of court officials. Even the emperor had to ask for his opinion when making a decision.
This is the prestige of the immortal family.
Chen Luo did not contact them, but just looked at them from a distance and then left the palace.
An unknown courtyard.
When he stepped into this place again, Chen Luo clearly felt the difference. Unlike other places in Yue State, the restrictions in this courtyard were alive. The pond in the courtyard was not just a simple pond, there was a jet-black stone talisman on it. Although the grade was unknown, judging from the aura, it was definitely not lower than the fifth grade!
The study room at the innermost part is even more exaggerated. The book on the table is like a living thing, constantly changing the combination of restrictions to prevent people from figuring out the rules of the restrictions.
"Senior, I'm here to see you!"
Chen Luo walked to the edge of the pool and stretched out his hand, splashing it on the water's surface.
The surface of the water rippled, and circles of ripples spread out, triggering the restrictions in the courtyard and also alarming the people who were sealed underwater.
Wang Chengguan!
Chen Luo remembered clearly that this old man had helped him to avoid a disaster before. In addition to visiting his old friend, he also had another important reason for coming back this time, which was to find this old senior to add another mark.
When I go out, I always feel a little uneasy without the marks of my predecessors on me.
"I also brought a gift for Senior this time, which will make it easier to brand him."
Chen Luo shouted a few times, but seeing no response, he took out a low-level magic weapon from the cave gourd and threw it in with a "plop".
"Senior, don't hide it, hurry up and brand it."
Seeing no response, Chen Luo stretched out his hand and "shua" twice again.
The pool was silent for a while.
The ripples suddenly stopped, and even the books in the room stopped turning. The whole yard seemed to be asleep, without any reaction. Chen Luo, who didn't believe in evil, tried a few more times, and finally even risked jumping into the pool.
As a result, as soon as he jumped in, he was bounced out by a strong force.
This time the recoil was so strong that it sent him flying out of the courtyard. The moment he flew out, the courtyard door was locked with a bang.
"Why are you accepting gifts but not doing anything?!"
Chen Luo quickly stabilized his body and tried to fly back into the yard, but he was bounced back by the power of the formation as soon as he approached. He tried several times but failed, which made Chen Luo very disappointed.
The tacit understanding between him and his senior is gone (End of this chapter)
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