Zhang Lu is a casual cultivator.

Since the chaos and destabilization of the border areas, he, like many others, has had a hard time living, and he feels sad like a rootless duckweed.

He felt that he was not a loser, but just had bad luck. He missed the age limit in his early years and started practicing Taoism when he was in his fifties or sixties. Since then, he has been struggling for thirty years and finally reached the tenth level of Qi Refining.

According to what his fellow cultivators said, he actually had quite a good talent. If he had joined a cultivation sect when he was young, he might have had a chance to break through to the foundation-building stage.

In his eighties or nineties, he had a wide circle of friends and a strong will. Although he had given up hope of building a foundation, he still wanted to make some achievements.

However, a casual cultivator with no foundation and a miserable old age is more like an illusion of having lofty ambitions but a fragile life.

"Hmm? Hiring people? Guangxiu Xianzong?"

A camp appeared in front of Zhang Lu. He was a little surprised. This place was very close to Qingping Valley. The principle of not allowing others to snore beside your bed has never changed.

Is this owner really so careless that he is not afraid that Qingping Valley will use its thunderous power to smash it to pieces? On the other hand, it is the money from Guangxiu Xianzong that is left, so it is fine.

What really concerned him was the recruitment conditions in the camp, which were very good and generous.

He immediately treated it as a pie in the sky that was easy to eat but deadly.

The situation is in chaos at this moment, and these recruited independent cultivators are more likely to be treated as consumables and abandoned at any time rather than being valued.

"Are you here to apply for a job?"

When Chen Sheng went out, he saw an old cultivator. He was surprised at the determination in the other's eyes and eyebrows. He thought that he was a person with a firm determination to seek the truth.

"Apply for a job? Not everyone is welcome!"

Zhang Lu realized that this was a master in the Foundation Establishment Stage and was shocked. It was not easy for him to just retreat, so he nodded silently.

Now that we are here, we might as well make the best of it and continue reading.

He followed Chen Sheng into the camp and saw the spiritual herbs growing lushly and densely in number. He was horrified and exclaimed that the man was so rich.

"I wonder what conditions are needed to settle down in the camp."

What he saw and heard along the way made him take this application much more seriously. He wanted to stay for a while, learn more about the job, and then make a decision.

Otherwise, it is a really good place, but you will miss the opportunity and feel extremely sad.

"We are recruiting elite soldiers who are decisive and fierce in killing. Alchemists are also fine. We do not exclude them."

Chen Sheng did not recruit just anyone. He wanted elite troops who were well-versed in the art of attack and conquest, lest he become cowardly when an enemy appeared and ruin his own plans.

The spiritual herbs on the camp are growing more and more luxuriant. After being harvested, they will be refined into pills.

He was thinking that if he was too busy, he would transfer a few people from the pharmacy or recruit people nearby.

"What exactly is the rule here? The tone of the alchemist is quite understated."

Zhang Lu was secretly shocked when he heard this. It was still easy to deal with the immortal cultivators who were good at attacking, but the tone of this man was extremely indifferent when it came to such a noble figure as the alchemist, as if he was an insignificant object that could be grabbed in large quantities.

He hid his thoughts in his heart and said, "My fighting skills are pretty good, but I don't know how to test them?"

As a casual cultivator, his fighting skills are quite good. He has killed enemies of the same level several times and is not considered weak.

"It's easy. Just fight him and see what his background is."

Mr. Chen waved his hand and a young man appeared. He had a tall and straight figure and sharp eyes. He stood there with an air of superiority.

"Zhao Mang from Qingping Valley."

Zhang Lu was surprised again and recognized the origin of this young man. He was the young prodigy of Qingping Valley. At such a young age, he had already achieved the foundation building stage.

Such a person was dispatched by the master of the camp, and his expression showed no sign of loyalty.

For a moment, his attitude towards Mr. Chen became more respectful, and he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

"Attack me, don't hold back."

Zhao Mang had no idea that many thoughts were already going through Zhang Lu's mind. He just stood there, obediently serving as a testing tool.

A cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage naturally could not hurt him, but a person's true strengths could be seen during the attack.

"This time... we can't slack off."

Zhang Lu sensed that an invisible threshold had appeared. If he crossed it, he might have a brand new future, but if he was eliminated, he would drift like a rootless duckweed until he died of old age.

With this thought in mind, he became determined and determined to prove himself.

He flipped his hand and a magic sword appeared in his hand. The magic power surged up from his dantian and resonated with the sword, as if they were one whole.

“clang!”

Zhang Lu stepped out, his body shape changed like a dragon or snake, and when he slashed with his magic sword, a buzzing sound came from the void, and his magic power and strength were exerted to the extreme.

Just from this, we can see that his ability is really good and he can display all his fighting power to the fullest.

"bite……"

Zhao Mang's expression remained unchanged. No matter how standard the sword was, it could not hurt him.

He simply stretched out a finger, as immortal as gold, jade and glass, and touched the sword tip. Zhang Lu could no longer move forward even a bit.

"Finger Mysterious Technique!"

Zhang Lu swung his sword, brushing past Zhao Mang's fingers and striking the air, producing a loud bang.

His body took this opportunity to move to the left, and his other hand suddenly raised up, and the fluctuation of magic was already blooming.

It was the same finger, fierce and powerful, pointing towards Zhao Mang's forehead without hesitation.

"Whoosh"

Zhao Mang took a step back. Zhang Lu's plan failed again, but he did not attack him closely.

"The magic power is condensed, and the killing is decisive, not bad."

Mr. Chen affirmed Zhang Lu's ability. This old man among the casual cultivators was skilled in fighting skills, and every attack he made was remarkable.

"What is the plan here? Are the conditions for recruitment real?"

Zhang Lu was still confused about the significance of the existence of the camp. He only knew that it was related to spiritual herbs and might be involved in the layout of the Immortal Sect.

Moreover, the salary written on the recruitment list was too high, which he had never seen before, so he was a little cautious, fearing that he would fall into a trap.

"There are all kinds of spiritual herbs in the camp, nothing special. What you and the other recruits have to do is to resist the external enemies."

Mr. Chen casually explained the strategic layout, and answered the question about the salary in an even more casual manner, saying, "As for the conditions offered, they are nothing. My Yaolu family is big and powerful, so we don't care about this."

The recruitment benefits are nothing more than some first-grade medicinal pills, and this kind of thing has never been considered by Yaolu.

"I stayed."

Zhang Lu was not clear about Chen Sheng's identity, but he could tell that the man in front of him was very confident and had no shortage of resources for cultivation.

Isn't this the job he has always been looking for? With good pay and the support of a powerful force, it can not only guarantee survival, but also take into account the issue of advancement.

During the conversation, he remembered the name "Guangxiu Xianzong Pharmacy". Although he didn't know the purpose of this institution, he was determined to find out something about it.

Zhang Lu stayed.

There was no unrest in the camp for the time being, and he had nothing to do, so he would hang out with the immortal cultivators who were growing spiritual herbs.

After a few days, he got to know the medicine house and knew its importance in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

The owner of this place is Elder Yaolu, a top-notch second-level alchemist and a real big shot.

"This place... is exactly what I have been looking for to show my talents."

He knew that the purpose of the camp was to cooperate with Qingping Valley and to contain the progress of Langya Immortal Sect.

The layout is very important.

He was fortunate enough to be involved when the camp was just beginning to be built, when all parties were still undecided and new things needed to be added.

This is an opportunity. It is time to find out whether his self-pity for his talent and his lack of opportunities is due to self-pity or bad luck.

"Master, I have some old friends and I want to invite them to camp here. I'll be away for a few days."

Zhang Lu came up to Chen Sheng and recommended himself. He looked a little nervous, after all, there was a huge difference in status between the two.

No matter how you look at it, his move is not very reliable.

"Can."

The camp was temporarily impregnable, so Chen Sheng did not feel too much pressure. Since Zhang Lu was so confident, he was willing to give the enemy a chance to display their skills. It was just an idle move and there would not be much change.

"I will definitely fulfill my mission."

Zhang Lu was overjoyed. For the first time, he felt refreshed both physically and mentally. The bosses he met in the past were not very capable, but they all had a kind of majesty that respected the superiors.

Now, this person's power and status were much higher than those he had met before, but he was as gentle as the sun, which moved him and made him want to serve him until his death.

Just like that, Zhang Lu left in a hurry after just a few days.

It seemed that he had been drifting all his life, like a rootless duckweed, but this time, his heart was extremely hot and passionate, and he firmly believed that this was the last time.

His final ambitions in his later years were all placed on the camp, and he was extremely serious about it.

Working day and night without stopping.

Zhang Lu came to a mountain, looked at the thatched cottage built on the top, his eyes filled with sigh, and slowly walked up.

"who?"

Next to the thatched cottage, there was a young cultivator standing guard. In recent years, there had been chaos in the border areas, with the cultivators scattered everywhere, making it very dangerous. They dared not relax while meditating and refining their energy here, and had to leave someone behind to look after them.

"Zhang Lu, a free cultivator, is here to visit Master Ye."

Zhang Lu looked at the night watchman, feeling somewhat unfamiliar. He knew that this was a disciple accepted by Master Ye Dan later on, otherwise he would have recognized him.

"Zhang Lu? Is that the Zhang Lu who did a favor to the teacher?"

The night watchman knew a little bit about it. Apparently, Master Ye Dan had mentioned Zhang Lu in front of his disciples.

"It's me."

Zhang Lu knew from the words that he had not been forgotten, and he felt happy and responded with a smile.

"Wait a moment, I..."

The night watchman did not dare to delay and was about to go in to report, but he did not expect that Master Ye Dan had already walked out.

"Brother Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

This is a young man with a slender figure. He is wearing a green gown and has a gentle face, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

When he saw Zhang Lu, he was very happy. He walked out barefoot with his hair a little disheveled, looking very surprised and anxious.

"I am ashamed that I have gone through my whole life but have achieved nothing."

Zhang Lu looked at the young figure with some envy. They were both casual cultivators, one was an alchemist and the other was a rootless duckweed, drifting everywhere and getting older. He really looked like he had grown many years older.

"Except for the high and mighty disciples of the immortal sect, who dares to say that they live a glorious life?"

Master Ye Dan was not only trying to comfort Zhang Lu, but was also speaking from his heart. He used to think of himself as a big shot, and was treated as a guest of honor wherever he went.

But as the Immortal Sect took action, chaos broke out in the border areas, and these people could not control themselves and could only go with the flow.

In comparison, this is nothing but doing nothing.

"Since we have met here, then Brother Zhang please stay and keep me company."

There is a history between Master Ye Dan and Zhang Lu. When he was a teenager collecting herbs, he was bitten by a first-level poisonous snake, became unconscious, and gradually died.

It was Zhang Lu who saved him, and the two later got to know each other and developed a deep friendship.

However, Zhang Lu did not want to live under someone else's roof, even if this person was a good friend, he could not enjoy it in peace, so he left quietly one night.

Until today, I returned again.

He thought that Zhang Lu had thought it through, was tired, and wanted to find a place to stay, but was too embarrassed to speak up, so he simply let him speak and leave a way out.

"Oh, I'm here to recruit you on behalf of someone else."

Zhang Lu knew what Master Ye Dan was thinking and was grateful for his care, but he was still a bit stubborn.

If it weren't for the matter of the camp, he would not have come to see Master Ye Dan no matter how down and out he was.

"Recruit? What kind of force can actually recruit an alchemist?"

Master Ye Dan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but not contemptuous. Zhang Lu was a man who knew what was going on, and even though he had done him a great favor, he never let it slip.

I must be confident that I will come here to lobby you today.

"A powerful force, the medicine house of Guangxiu Xianzong..."

Zhang Lu told the story of the camp, but he didn't know much about the medicine house there. Most of the information he knew was just fragments. He only knew that it was a very remarkable place.

"real?!"

There was no need for him to explain clearly, as Master Ye Dan was already quite excited and was busy confirming it.

"Are you familiar with it?"

Zhang Lu was a little surprised. He was surprised that he had to spend so much time talking to make Master Ye understand. Unexpectedly, this man's reaction showed that he knew a lot about the medicine house and was yearning for it.

"You are not from the circle, so you don't know the power of Yaolu, especially the elder of Yaolu, Senior Chen Sheng..."

Next.

Zhang Lu became an outsider.

It was Master Ye Dan who was talking.

His mood was extremely high, and when he mentioned Mr. Chen's name, there was a hint of reverence in his eyes.

He was a man of mediocre qualifications, but step by step, he rose to the position of the elder of Yaolu, and even expanded the influence of Yaolu to all the border areas.

The first-grade spiritual herbs used by these alchemists have nothing to do with the medicine house, so they are naturally very familiar with them.

"Yes, it was that Medicine House Elder. He built a camp on the edge of Qingping Valley and implemented logistics and elixir strategies."

Now, it was Zhang Lu's turn to calm down. He analyzed the pros and cons, explained the relationship, and said, "I didn't directly join the Guangxiu Immortal Sect. I am just a fortress of Yaolu. I am not a formal member of the Immortal Sect."

The camp was arranged by Yaolu himself. Strictly speaking, those who were recruited were not considered members of the immortal sect. They were temporary workers and had little power.

He had to explain things clearly to Master Ye Dan, otherwise, if there was a misunderstanding and things got awkward, that would be bad.

"Go, being able to work under that person is also an opportunity for me."

Master Ye nodded heavily, indicating that he understood it very clearly, but he still wanted to go to the camp and work under the second-level alchemist.

After a short rest, Master Ye left with four alchemy apprentices and Zhang Lu.

(End of this chapter)