Dragon Hall.

Chen Sheng looked at the empty palace, and his heart seemed to feel empty as well. After thinking about it, he summoned You Ye.

This is an old man who has been in the medicine house for many years. He knows many secrets and is proficient in the art of alchemy. He should be something to talk about.

"Elder, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Youye came in a hurry, respectful as always, and took Chen Sheng's instructions very seriously.

"It's okay, you can go back."

When Chen Sheng saw You Ye's look, he was very respectful and didn't dare to overstep the line. The interest in talking in his heart suddenly disappeared. He waved his hand and let him go back.

"yes……"

Youye was stunned for a moment, very surprised, but still followed the instructions and turned away.

As he walked, he wondered what the deeper meaning behind Chen Sheng's action was.

beat?

He was very respectful, which was wrong. He couldn't figure it out, so he just kept it in his heart and treated it as a surprise.

"There's really no one left."

Chen Sheng was in the Longxing Palace. He issued an order that could have huge amounts of spiritual herbs transported from all over the medicine house to fill the treasury, but it could not dispel the loneliness in his heart.

He even thought of people he was not familiar with, like Zhao Tianyang. If these people were not dead, they might really come to bother him.

Time.

Too many people were killed.

He had nothing to do and old thoughts came to his mind, so he walked out of the Longxing Hall and went outside.

Zhu Xiafeng.

A slender figure walked up slowly from the mountain path. He moved calmly, looking around at the scene.

Perhaps because it was not taken seriously, the layout of the temples in the mountains did not change much, which made him somewhat happy.

"Senior, you are here to give me instructions."

The current deacon, Zhu Xiafeng, was very perceptive. When he saw Mr. Chen and saw his power, he knew that he must be an elder-level figure. He did not dare to neglect him and hurried forward to pay his respects.

"The quiet little courtyard over there is left."

Mr. Chen didn't want to bother outsiders, but since he was discovered, he just started asking some questions.

"Keep it, keep it forever. Elder Yaolu specifically asked for it. How dare we make random arrangements?"

The deacon nodded, thinking about it, and said in an uncertain tone: "Are you... Elder Yaolu?"

Zhuxia Mountain is an inconspicuous mountain in the outer sect, where the outer sect disciples are housed. The sudden arrival of an elder with a friendly look and no ostentation already seemed like a visit to an old friend.

This quiet little courtyard was also where Elder Yaolu lived before he became famous. Combining the two factors, he made a guess.

"It's me."

Chen Sheng did not deny that the quiet courtyard was his residence when he was an outer disciple. Although he later moved into the Longxing Palace, this place carried the memories of his youth. He had the ability to preserve it, but he did not abandon it and let people stay here until now.

"The elders' presence at Zhuxia Peak makes the whole mountain brighter."

The deacon confirmed what he was thinking, and his face became more enthusiastic. This person had great authority. If he was appreciated and received the same treatment as Deacon Zhou, then his descendants would have no worries.

"If you have nothing else to do, go and do your work. I am just walking around Zhuxia Peak. There is nothing special to do."

Chen Sheng's words dispelled the deacon's thoughts. This was his own mental journey, and no one else could interfere.

A quiet courtyard.

It originally had no name, but because it was secluded, Mr. Chen gave it this name.

“Squeak…”

The door opened and a familiar scene came into view. The place was well preserved. The more power Mr. Chen had, the more cautious the servants who cleaned the house became, for fear that their master would return and find something wrong and punish them.

The spiritual energy in the courtyard is really thin. Even though there is a spirit gathering formation, it feels like an old device and is not very useful. It feels a bit sparse.

Mr. Chen did not mind it, as it was Deacon Zhou who arranged it, and Deacon Mo did it without spending a single spirit stone, it was all out of kindness.

He walked through all the rooms and took out an armchair from a corner. It was one he had used before, as if he had found a treasure.

“Crack…”

Mr. Chen lay on the armchair in the yard, looking at the sky above his head. The wind and clouds were drifting, and he was confused.

His thoughts, along with the swing of the rocking chair, drifted to the past.

The story of the quiet courtyard should have started with Deacon Zhou, who was connected to Deacon Mo to form a "nursing home"-like institution.

When did he start to work hard? He thought, it was when Fuyunzi asked Luzhu to come and give him medicine as a little encouragement. Since then, in order to live up to this appreciation, he has worked harder in his cultivation.

In the outer sect competition, he realized the young man's spirit, and then he moved up the ladder, entered the medicine house, and became a deacon. With the favor of the three elders, Decheng, Xifu, and the recognition of Elder Shen, he took the position of elder.

What comes after the elders?

Work hard and be successful.

There is one disciple, one disciple's grandson, three or four capable generals, one of whom is Qi Luo, Cheng Yushu is more than half, one is Youye, and one is Shang Qu. They all use their wisdom to make the medicine house as prosperous as it is today.

Unfortunately, looking back, it’s all in vain. Almost all the people I miss have passed away.

He lay in the rocking chair, his body swaying, feeling somewhat lost, and murmured, "I have been floating in the air in a dream for three hundred years, and my fellow Taoists are all lonely."

…

A year and a half passed, and Chen's mood remained the same, extremely lonely, and he had a deeper understanding of the term "Daoist friend".

People who walk together and help each other.

It would be too lonely if I were alone on this path of cultivation.

Maybe he's been nagging me too much.

There was finally movement on Yiyuan Peak. The dusty palace opened wide, and a powerful aura appeared, like a real dragon patrolling in the sky above the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

Chen Ergou walked out and summoned several high-ranking members of the Immortal Sect, which calmed the people's hearts.

On the same day, a figure from the medicine house appeared on Yiyuan Peak. On his face, there was a smile from the heart, his steps were light, and he was finally free of all distracting thoughts.

"Who is it? Without the imperial order, you are not allowed to enter Yiyuan Peak."

Yiyuan Peak is an important place of the Immortal Sect. Normally, no one is summoned and even the inner sect elders are not allowed to enter. Moreover, the situation is special at this time, which makes people even more vigilant.

The monks around him blocked his way and tried to find out his origins and identity.

"Mr. Chen from the Medicine House."

The visitor said calmly.

"This... I have to ask for instructions..."

The servants on Yiyuan Peak were the first to change color and dared not to be tough anymore. They were so polite that no one could find fault with them.

“Buzz…”

Without waiting for the servants to report, a golden bridge extended from the sect master's hall. It was as solid as a substance and shone brightly. One end of the bridge fell at Chen Sheng's feet.

Chen Sheng stepped on it, and the golden bridge slowly retracted. His figure soared in the void and went straight into the depths of the hall.

"These two are really close friends."

Seeing this scene, the servants on both sides were extremely envious. Such friendship was really rare in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Er Gou..."

In the main hall, spiritual light lingered around the coiled dragon pillars, and a golden throne stood on top like a royal carriage. In the middle stood a figure with his back to the crowd. All that was known was that he was extremely powerful, and no one could see his true appearance.

Chen Sheng shouted, and the ethereal and ethereal surroundings and the young man's domineering and aggressive attitude all disappeared.

"You are so badly injured!"

Mr. Chen was shocked and ran up to him. After a closer look, he realized that Chen Ergou had a hidden injury on his body. He couldn't help but become anxious.

"Those old guys got really angry and almost got caught."

Chen Ergou smiled bitterly. He had sensed a hint of danger before the battle, but he was prepared and knew that he would be able to extricate himself no matter what.

Unexpectedly, the murderous intent of the four great immortal sects was too intense. They moved out all their assets and started a killing spree.

Finally, a puppet of a half-step Nascent Soul was sacrificed, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back and caused him to fall.

"Is the Jindan Zhenren behind the Guangxiu Immortal Sect afraid? Why doesn't he seem to be furious?"

Hearing this, Chen Sheng was furious. Chen Ergou was too talented and was feared and targeted by outsiders. However, his fellow Taoist from the immortal sect had disappeared, which was really infuriating.

"Those old guys won't have a good life either. They won't make any moves in the next two to three hundred years."

Chen Ergou shook his head. Revenge should not be delayed overnight. He fought hard and killed two Jindan monks, smashed the puppet of a half-step Yuanying cultivator, and forced the remaining enemies to retreat.

There isn't much hatred left.

It can only be said that both sides suffered losses, and the infighting among the five major immortal sects also came to an end, and the border areas enjoyed peace for hundreds of years.

"This combat power..."

Chen Sheng smiled awkwardly and showed concern for Chen Ergou's health. He asked, "You have been in seclusion for so long. Are you recovering from your injuries?"

He was a second-level alchemist and could see that Chen Ergou had some serious injuries.

The danger of that battle was still extremely dangerous.

"The injury to the golden elixir is extremely difficult to deal with."

At this point, Chen Ergou sighed. Chen Sheng was not an outsider, so he said frankly that a Jindan Zhenren from the Langya Immortal Sect had realized a powerful magic from the scriptures in the underground palace.

He sacrificed his own life, fought back before dying, and almost took him away.

Although he escaped in the end, he still suffered a disaster. His golden elixir was shattered and his essence was dissipating all the time.

"Is there any way?"

Chen Sheng's eyes narrowed. The golden elixir is the foundation of enlightenment. Once there is a flaw, it will be impossible to climb up and practice.

"There's probably no way out in the border areas."

Chen Ergou shook his head. He had been in seclusion for many days and had stabilized his injuries, but the cracks on his golden elixir still showed no signs of healing.

Another Jindan Zhenren in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect searched through all the classics but still couldn't find a solution.

"You...are planning...to leave!"

Chen Sheng's eyes flickered, and he knew that Chen Ergou was going to leave.

"Going out, firstly to repair the foundation, secondly, the world is vast, and there are talented people everywhere. It would be a pity if I can't fight with the heroes of the immortal way."

Chen Ergou has a broad mind and extraordinary talent. The Golden Core Realm is the limit of the border area, but it is not his limit.

He still had a yearning for the world outside the border areas.

"Let's go, we each have our own place to go, it's good."

Mr. Chen felt a little lost, as his last old friend was also leaving.

He wished Chen Ergou the best, but he couldn't feel happy when he thought about how lonely he would be in the future.

Chen Ergou noticed something and was reluctant to leave, but he had to go.

silence.

Silent and speechless.

At this moment, the two of them felt confused and sad, and the hall suddenly became quiet.

"Brother Sheng, do you have any other matters to deal with? I will handle them for you here."

In the end, it was Chen Ergou who broke the peace. He was still worried about Chen Sheng before his death. Some things seemed simple but would be very difficult to deal with after he stepped down as the clan leader and was no longer in the border area.

"I want to take up a post somewhere else, be a nobody, and be as free and easy as when I first joined the Immortal Sect."

Chen Sheng's plan was not sudden. He returned to the medicine hut this time, and felt a sense of loneliness as if he was at the top. Others respected him, but he could not bear the thought of being worshipped like a statue on a mountain for hundreds and thousands of years.

In addition, there is no limit to the life span of immortals. If they live too long, it will definitely arouse suspicion among others, or cause bad intentions, thus creating unnecessary trouble.

He simply faked his death and escaped, created a new alias, hid in the inner sect, and waited until he was promoted to the Golden Core Realm, then he would not be afraid of being exposed.

“Why did you make such a decision? Do you need to consider it again?”

Chen Ergou tried to dissuade him, but it was too rash for Chen Sheng to abandon his foundation and start a new business.

He was even afraid that Chen had suffered so much separation from his relatives and friends that he would want to escape from the world.

"Don't bother me, don't try to persuade me, and I won't explain anything to you. Just do it for me."

Mr. Chen knew that this matter could not be explained, so he simply gave no explanation and acted as if he was determined to do what he wanted.

In this case, Chen Ergou had no choice but to do as he was told. He said, "Go to the Black Abyss Prison. There is a backup plan of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect hidden there. With the advantage of ceremonial guards and terrain, even the Golden Core Immortal can't do anything to you."

He revealed a secret and told Chen Sheng the hidden trick of the Black Abyss Prison.

It was a spell that, once activated, could extract the vitality of the prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison, transform it into combat power, and resist foreign enemies.

"Just be a jailer. Keep your personal files in good condition and don't expose them."

Mr. Chen made additional explanations, ensuring that there were no mistakes or omissions in the details, and added a new name in the file, calling himself "Chen Qingdi", to separate himself from the past.

Chen Ergou couldn't understand these strange requests. He just sighed and did as they were asked.

Medicine house.

"Come back quickly!"

After returning from Yiyuan Peak, Mr. Chen wrote a letter to Shang Qu. It was very concise and did not contain much information.

But anyone with a discerning eye would know that these two words are extremely urgent and there would be no delay.

"Elder, something big has happened."

After a while, You Ye and Zhou Yi received the summons and hurried over.

They learned that Chen Sheng had summoned Shang Qu and came through the teleportation array, which made them even more anxious.

"etc."

Mr. Chen said calmly.

"The elder has reached his limit?!"

You Ye and Zhou Yi looked at each other, feeling somewhat confused. Chen Sheng's current handling of the matter was very much like arranging funeral affairs.

“Wow!”

At this time, there was a commotion in the medicine house. It turned out that Shang Qu had returned.

He has a high prestige and is the one who restarted the logistics and medicine supply strategies, and has contributed to the foundation of Yaolu.

He is a second-level alchemist and naturally has the support of many people.

"Meet the elder."

Shang Qu exchanged greetings with his fellow Taoists and went to Longxing Hall. When they saw Chen Sheng, they bowed respectfully.

I wanted to finish writing this chapter in one go, but I'm not in a good state and I'm not feeling well. I can't do it╮(╯▽╰)╭

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