Since the trip to the State of Chen, Chen Sheng no longer went out. He hid in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect and devoted himself to cultivation.

Because he was no longer simply meditating and refining Qi, his cultivation base increased at a much faster rate. He broke through two small realms and reached the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Most of the treasury resources of the Hufeng Temple and other three sects were still left. He estimated that before reaching the seventh level of Qi Refining, there would be no problem with cultivation resources.

In addition to his cultivation, he also has Hua Yuncang in his interpersonal relationships.

With the help of Chen Ergou, Hua Yuncang was successfully admitted into the Guangxiu Immortal Sect. He has good aptitude and is now a cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining.

Over the past ten years, Fu Yunzi's lineage had come several times to give away medicine. The person who came was always Lu Zhu, and she had become familiar with him.

As for those acquaintances, that goes without saying.

Deacon Zhou and Mo Dahai, the two nursing home deacons, meet each other every now and then and talk about all sorts of things.

The meetings with Chen Ergou have become less frequent. It's not that they have become estranged, but Ergou's cultivation level has risen rapidly. He has reached the state of great perfection of Qi Refining. Now he is making arrangements for the foundation-building matters, so he seems very busy.

"During the trip to Chen State, I gained the foundation of the three sects, and Hua Yuncang got his wish to join the immortal sect, but in the end, it was not as great as Ergou's gains. After a while of rolling in the world, his Tao heart became stronger, his cunningness increased, and he showed a momentum of soaring into the sky."

Mr. Chen's life was going on in an orderly manner. The people around him were mostly ordinary people. Even if some of them were a little outstanding, they were still not geniuses.

Only Chen Ergou is changing all the time. Since he joined the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, he is like a latent dragon soaring into the sky, and his fate and destiny have transformed to an astonishing level.

Not only did he find this change strange, even the top leaders of Guangxiu Xianzong were caught off guard and were shocked.

"Everyone has his own destiny. I am no different, I just don't live in this world."

Thinking too far ahead, Mr. Chen smiled and shook his head, cleared the chaotic thoughts in his mind, walked out the door, and came to Deacon Zhou's cabin.

Compared with ten years ago, Deacon Zhou has aged a little. His body has become hunched over and he even walks lazily, like an old sheep basking in the sun.

Calculating his age, he should be 105 years old. At this age, a person's entire physical functions are declining.

“I’m old…”

Deacon Zhou was stunned when he saw Mr. Chen. He remembered that when he first met Mr. Chen more than thirteen years ago, the young man looked the same as he does now, full of vigor and vitality, with a calm look on his face.

More than ten years have passed in a flash. He has grown old, but Mr. Chen looks almost unchanged.

According to the theory that people in the Qi Refining Stage can live to be 130 years old, he only has a short period of 20 years left.

Moreover, he may not be able to live for more than 20 years.

When he was young, he fought bravely for the sect and was in danger many times. He had many hidden injuries on his body and his blood loss was severe.

In the past, I always thought it was okay and that I would be fine after resting for a while.

Now it seems that it is just the strong body functions that cover it up. Once old, all the problems will break out.

"No way, I think Deacon Zhou can still work for the Immortal Sect for a few hundred years."

Chen Sheng is an immortal man. Not long after he came to this world, he became an immortal. All he saw were immortal people, and all he heard was knowledge about immortality.

He had only a vague concept of life and death, and felt that they were far away.

But when he saw Deacon Zhou slowly getting older and expressing his feelings, he vaguely felt a hint of the breath of life and death.

Instantly, his heart skipped a beat.

"Everyone who embarks on this path wants to live forever, but there are only a few who can change their fate. I have fought against it when I was young, and now at this age, I have calmed down."

Deacon Zhou knew that Mr. Chen was comforting him, and he was in a good mood. At his age, he had seen a lot of ups and downs, and many of his peers had died in battle decades ago.

He no longer had too many extravagant hopes for immortality. He was born in this mortal world, so the sooner he accepted his fate, the sooner he could relax.

"This year's outer sect competition is bound to be lively. You can take part in it."

Chen Sheng's cultivation in recent years has not improved much, but it has not fallen too far either. He is qualified to fight in the martial arts arena.

"In the outer sect competition, I should be able to last three rounds."

In Chen Sheng's mind, an image of the Son of Destiny emerged, fighting against heaven and earth, and fighting above his level.

However, he is not the chosen one after all, and he is just a runner-up in the competition.

The outstanding people in the outer sect have already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.

He was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and he fantasized about going on stage and defeating his opponents by leaping four levels. Even a genius would be confused when seeing this.

"You don't have to think about winning the championship anyway."

Deacon Zhou told Chen Sheng to have a good attitude, as there were talented people in the outer sect as well. It was not uncommon for people to become famous after decades of hard training.

Even some outstanding outer disciples were holding back their anger and wanted to prove that they were no worse than the inner disciples.

"Let me take a look."

Mr. Chen did not have any strong thoughts, and he had no resistance to taking part in the outer sect competition.

When he reached the top by practicing Qi training step by step, his state of mind became very calm.

“You…”

After more than ten years of getting along, Deacon Zhou did not try to persuade him. Mr. Chen was just like that, calm as water, and it seemed that he would never be disturbed by external thoughts.

…

A few days later.

When Chen Sheng saw Lu Zhu, she could no longer be called a little girl, but her personality was still the same, gentle and a little bit soft.

Because she was familiar with Mr. Chen, Luzhu behaved a little more cheerfully. The smile on her face was like the spring breeze in March, making people feel very comfortable.

"Let me see if you've been lazy."

Her eyes were shining as she stared at Chen Sheng, like a cat staring at a mouse, like a teacher checking homework.

Fu Yunzi cares a lot about Chen Sheng. She gives him medicine and shows concern for him. She can't let Chen Sheng be lazy and let down the kindness of such a teacher.

"You check every year, how dare I be lazy?"

Mr. Chen knew that Lu Zhu meant well and Fu Yunzi was a kind-hearted elder who did things without expecting anything in return.

Therefore, over the years, he showed kindness every time Lu Zhu came.

It was also because of this kindness that the kind-hearted Lu Zhu had a better impression of Chen Sheng. They gradually became familiar with each other and could joke with each other.

“Good awareness.”

Luzhu smiled and tried to act like a senior sister, but she was not a serious person after all.

She explained her purpose and said, "Teacher wants you to go to the outer sect competition to hone your skills. It will be beneficial for your cultivation in the future."

As she spoke, she took out a tortoise shell, which was a magical tool for self-protection.

Fu Yunzi really had good intentions. He didn't want Chen Sheng to suffer any losses in the fight, so he gave him a guarantee.

(End of this chapter)