During his reign, he treated his predecessors well, and even gave a decent placement to people like Xiao Daofeng who committed treason.

As for the younger generation, he worked hard and promoted a large number of alchemy apprentices who came from humble backgrounds but had real talents and skills to the position of alchemists.

With his accumulated experience, he made good use of Qi Luo and rebuilt a new order in the medicine house, expanding the basic base several times. He also improved the channels for spiritual herbs, and transported spiritual herbs from border areas to the medicine house continuously to supply the consumption of many alchemists.

He made clouds and rain with a flip of his hand, and constantly increased the weight of the medicine house in the outer gate, so that everyone in the medicine house could feel the respect from the outside world.

The layout of the twelve halls of the former medicine house has also changed. After several renovations and expansions, the number has reached thirty-six.

In terms of talent reserves and the atmosphere of alchemy, Yaolu has far exceeded the scope of the outer sect and is catching up with the inner sect Alchemy Hall, with great momentum.

In the battle between Qingping Valley and Langya Immortal Sect, the strategy of "Logistics and Medicine Supply" shone brightly. Yaolu contributed manpower and effort, put true knowledge into practice, went deep into the battlefield to build fortresses, cultivated the land and maintained the war, and fought with great fanfare.

The glory of the final battle spread the influence of Yaolu to the border areas.

Together with the elder of Yaolu, Chen Sheng's prestige also rose to a terrifying level.

There is a distinction between insiders and outsiders in Guangxiu Xianzong, but the elders who hold such great power are able to ignore this constraint.

He is undoubtedly the number one figure in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect. Once the imperial edict is issued, the behemoth Yaolu will start to work with tremendous force and break through the obstacles.

With such a future, Mr. Chen should have been happy, but he was feeling a little depressed at the moment.

"Senior Fuyunzi is ill..."

When Chen Sheng heard the news, his heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

Immortal cultivators are immune to cold and heat and rarely get sick, especially those who are at the foundation-building stage, such as Fu Yunzi. They refine their essence and energy internally and draw spiritual inspiration from externally. Their essence and spirit are like a torch that burns away all kinds of diseases.

Now that he is sick, there is only one possibility, that is, the vitality in Fu Yunzi's body has naturally dried up, he has reached the end of his life, and has lost the ability to resist the deathly energy from the outside world, and has been eroded.

There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but his actions were decisive and he went straight up Baiyu Peak to meet Fu Yunzi.

“You’re here.”

On the White Jade Peak, there are clouds and mists, and magical herbs and fairy flowers grow there. Magical beasts move around, stepping on precious light, making it seem like the fairyland in the sky.

However, an old man standing in front of the temple, with white hair, a hunched back and a dull look in his eyes, made people realize that this is, after all, the mortal world, subject to the cycle of birth, aging, sickness and death.

"The vitality has dried up. It is indeed the end of his life."

Chen Sheng saw through Fu Yunzi's situation at a glance. He felt sad, but he had to force a smile on his face and said, "Senior, you should rest and recuperate in your current condition."

In a flash, he kept thinking in his mind what kind of elixir could prolong the life of those in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Don't comfort me. I don't mind life and death anymore."

Fu Yunzi's heart was extremely peaceful. He was not frightened by the thought of death. He was extremely satisfied that he could live two hundred years longer than ordinary people.

"I have half of a Qianyuan Dragon and Tiger Pill in my hand, which can extend your life by five years."

Mr. Chen took out the rainbow trout furnace, inside of which was sealed half a Qianyuan Dragon and Tiger Pill, which was a surplus from the last time he refined the pill. He wanted to use it to extend the old man's life by five years.

This isn't a pill specifically for prolonging life, but it does have a strong vitality effect. After taking it, he'll have a buffer and then he can start refining other pills for prolonging life.

"It would be a waste to let an old man like me eat it. You don't have to refine a longevity elixir specifically for me. I would feel guilty if I did that."

Fu Yunzi shook his head. He had been supporting the younger generations all his life, but he had never thought of asking any of the younger generations to support him. If he did, it would be too ungentlemanly of a elder.

"senior……"

Mr. Chen was almost unable to control his emotions. He stopped crying and said, "Is there anything I can do?"

He felt sad in his heart. This was a respectable elder who was about to die and did not want to drag down the younger generation. He wanted to return to the abyss in peace.

Since he couldn't force the elder to stay, he wanted to do something to ensure that Fu Yunzi would have no worries.

"I have lived my life with integrity and have nothing to be ashamed of. There is nothing I cannot let go of."

There was a sense of righteousness between Fu Yunzi's brows. Although practicing Taoism was difficult, he did not lose his way or go astray. Instead, he remained firm in his determination and became a foundation-building cultivator.

Later, he took charge of Baiyu Peak and became the master of the Taoist lineage. He did not indulge in vanity, but focused all his attention on the younger generation without asking for anything in return.

Looking back on his life, he was upright and left no stain on his life. He also left beauty in the world and had no regrets.

After thinking about it, he told Mr. Chen about his affairs after his death.

"There are two things in my life that I am most proud of."

"One is that I saw that your Tao heart was stable and accepted you into the Immortal Sect. Now it seems that I was really discerning that day."

"The second thing is to entrust Luzhu to you. She is my most beloved disciple. I am very happy that she can be happy."

"After I die, Luzhu will nominally control Baiyu Peak, but in reality it will be controlled by you. All my connections and resources will also be given to you. I will make the final arrangements while I am still here."

Fu Yunzi was very confident in Chen Sheng. After his death, Chen Sheng would not leave Bai Yufeng alone for his sake.

In terms of personal connections, the last time he went out with Mr. Chen, he was the first to express his feelings to his old friends.

When he is about to return, he will emphasize it again, as a last bit of help to Mr. Chen.

"Senior, that's enough. You don't have to make any more arrangements for me."

Mr. Chen was extremely sad. In his last moments, Fu Yunzi was thinking about safely transferring all his life's relationships and connections to him.

This thought made him feel warm, but also uncomfortable.

Now that the person is gone, what is the use of having more external things?

"If human relations are neglected, they will return to dust in a few decades, and my life's struggle will be in vain. You still have to take good care of Baiyu Peak and my connections. They are the traces I have left in the world."

Fu Yunzi enlightened Chen Sheng that although the inheritance of Baiyufeng was not as great as that of Yaolu, it was still a huge fortune.

With the two combined, Chen Sheng's power in the outer sect will reach a peak, and he will not be afraid of any prominent sect in the inner sect.

"I will protect the inheritance of Baiyu Peak and prevent it from being lost."

Mr. Chen knew that this was Fu Yunzi's words for him to accept Bai Yufeng with peace of mind. He did not dare to refuse the elder's kindness and accepted it solemnly.

"In this case, I feel relieved. You can go back. I have other things to do."

Fu Yunzi smiled and nodded. He felt that his vitality was fading and he would not be able to hold on for a few more days. He let Chen Sheng go and said goodbye to his old friends and descendants.

"My friend Da Hu, cultivating immortality and seeking longevity is ultimately vain. I have reached the end of my life and will return to the underworld soon. Before I leave, there are some things I need to explain to you clearly. Elder Chen from the Medicine House is a junior whom I value very much. If he encounters any difficulties in the future, you must help him. I cannot repay your kindness. I can only meet in the underworld in the future and thank you with a glass of wine."

While thinking, he recalled the time when he met Taoist Da Hu in a barren mountain while traveling. They were both true heroes who were not fussy about details. They drank wine and chatted, looking so carefree.

In a blink of an eye, his body is old and his heart is weathered, and there is no longer any trace of the youthful vigor of the jade sword.

With a sigh, he threw the jade talisman into the air, and it turned into a small golden sword and sent a message away.

Next, he did not stop, his thoughts wandered, thinking of many people, and he immediately drafted the second letter.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Feng, I will be leaving soon and will no longer be able to give you any advice. On the road to immortality, time flows like water, day and night without stopping, and it will pass in the blink of an eye. You must seize the time and practice well."

"Among the outer sects, Elder Yaolu has a gentle temperament and is a kind person. You can get along well with him and don't create any rifts between you. I have a bond with you. You two can become an offensive and defensive ally. Don't rashly plot against the wrong person."

The second person that Fu Yunzi thought of was Wu Feng, a young man from the outer sect. Although he looks heroic now, he was also very poor in the past. He often went deep into the monster's nest to fight for his life, and was badly injured.

He still remembered that when he first met Wu Feng, he was covered in blood, but his eyes were full of determination and his indomitable spirit against fate, which moved him. After some advice, he finally got through the difficult situation.

In a flash, there was nothing he could do to help the other party anymore. He was really old.

As he sighed, the jade talisman turned into a flying sword and disappeared.

Under the rainbow light of the flying sword, Fu Yunzi was already writing his third letter.

"My brother Dafeng, the disciple who inherited my mantle, how is the teaching going? Is he short of elixirs? I have some elixirs on hand that can strengthen the body and replenish the essence, but I don't think they will be needed. I will bring them to you along with the letter."

"You should have thought that this was the last time I saw you. The next time I want to see you, I'll have to go to the underworld. I just hope that time will be as late as possible."

"Your apprentice's elixir can be taken from the medicine house. No one will make things difficult for you. But you should repay a favor. If Mr. Chen, the owner of the medicine house, encounters any difficulties, you should not turn a blind eye, otherwise you will be laughed at."

Fu Yunzi and Taoist Dafeng are of the same generation. The latter is thirty years younger than him. As he is getting old, he wants to find a successor to pass on his legacy.

The path of a casual cultivator is even more difficult, as sometimes you can't even buy all the resources you need for cultivation.

He introduced Chen Sheng to Taoist Dafeng, perhaps with the intention of leaving a way out for his old friend. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, it was always a token of his thoughtfulness.

In the study, flying swords flew through the air, from the bright sun to the pitch black darkness.

The white-haired old man was sitting at the desk, his mind like a pen, expressing his feelings, fearing that death would catch up with him and he would not be able to explain everything.

Two days later.

Luzhu walked into the Longxing Palace and met Chen Sheng. She no longer had the smiling face she used to have, but instead had an unspeakable sadness in her eyes.

"Husband."

Her voice was filled with sadness, like a child who had lost her home, and she said, "Teacher, I'm gone."

Just this morning, at dawn, the old man was in his study, leaning back in his chair, laughing with relief, looking at the first ray of sunlight setting in the sky, and then he passed away.

"Let's go. It turns out that the time it takes to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage isn't that long."

Mr. Chen was shocked and felt a sense of loss, as if there was a missing piece in his heart that could never be filled.

He knew very well that this feeling was one of parting.

He had it when the two deacons from the outer sect left, and he also had it when the three old alchemists from the medicine house left.

Now, he had the same feeling again.

Only then did he suddenly realize that the gap between the Qi Refining Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm was pitifully small. His short lifespan passed in a flash, and he turned into a cold corpse, hidden in a coffin, buried under the loess, and disappeared forever.

"Did the senior say anything before he left?"

Mr. Chen tried hard to hold back his grief. He was a younger generation and a living person, and he had to take care of the funeral affairs for his deceased elder so that the old man could rest in peace.

"Before the teacher died, he wrote his last letter and left with a smile on his face, saying nothing."

"ha……"

Mr. Chen laughed, unable to hide his sadness and grief. Those letters were all written for him in order to inherit the old man's legacy of connections.

He was really lucky to be valued so much by an elder.

White Jade Peak.

This was originally a quiet and peaceful place. With Fu Yunzi in charge, all the other parties had to give him some respect and not get entangled.

Today, however, the place is shrouded in sorrow. All the disciples in the sect have returned, gathered together, and knelt in front of the mourning hall, sobbing softly.

On the one hand, there is sadness about the passing of an elder, and on the other hand, there is also the helplessness, panic, and self-pity brought about by the collapse of the pillar of the family.

Ta! There were footsteps.

Everyone looked and saw a young figure striding towards them. He was wearing a large white shirt and had a sad but not panicking expression. He had a calm and composed look.

When they saw the person coming, a light flashed in their eyes and they were no longer so helpless.

"Why panic? The sky won't fall. As long as I'm here, Baiyu Peak won't collapse."

When Mr. Chen arrived and saw this scene, he acted decisively and showed his dignified side rarely.

This is to calm people's hearts, establish a tall and reliable image, and calm everyone's panicked minds.

"Uncle Master, the Grandmaster is gone, what should we do next?"

When the disciples of Bai Yufeng saw Chen Sheng, they felt as if they had seen a magic needle that could stabilize the sea. When he spoke, it was like a strong wind blowing away the haze in their hearts.

This is Elder Yaolu, who has great authority and power. He is also a younger generation that the master valued very much during his lifetime. He has been very kind to the master and is a family member. He and his uncle Luzhu are Taoist partners.

With his words, they were no longer confused and panicked, and regained their composure.

"Send a message to all directions, asking all of Senior Fu Yunzi's relatives and friends to come back and see him off for the last time."

Mr. Chen doesn't want to think about anything else now. He just wants to arrange Fu Yunzi's funeral to give peace to the old man and himself.

(End of this chapter)