"After five hundred years, I'm back again."

Chen Sheng stepped onto the mountain again, his heart was not at peace. This was the first place where he practiced cultivation, and it carried the most carefree years of his mortal life.

The last time I saw Zhou Yi was just a few days later, and now we are separated again. I can't help but sigh that things and people have changed.

"Zhou Xiaoguan of the Zhou family, meet the ancestor."

The deacon's hut stood in its original place. Knowing that Mr. Chen was coming, he hurried to greet him. Looking at his appearance, there was a vague trace of "Deacon Zhou".

"Are you Zhu Xiashan's deacon?"

Mr. Chen asked.

"Since becoming a disciple of the ancestor, the Zhou family has inherited Zhu Xiashan's stewardship for more than four hundred years."

Zhou Xiaoguan told a secret, which was very small but of great significance. Today, the Zhou family is prosperous and powerful, but they have not forgotten their ancestral home and have always sent clansmen to garrison on Zhuxia Mountain.

"Um."

Mr. Chen nodded slightly. He could only say that the Zhou family was thoughtful and preserved all traces of his past and their own past.

After meeting Zhou Xiaoguan, Chen Sheng left, leaving the other party with a profound background.

"Our ancestor Zhou Minsheng was truly far-sighted."

Zhou Xiaoguan looked at this peaceful scene, and somehow his heart was stirred. No one could have imagined that this person would return after more than four hundred years.

This small piece of good fortune from Deacon Zhou has benefited the Zhou family for hundreds of years, and will continue to benefit the family for hundreds more years.

Therefore, in the Zhou family genealogy, the honor that Deacon Zhou received after his death was extremely grand, no less than that of Zhou Lie, the disciple of the ancestor.

“Squeak…”

At this moment, Mr. Chen pushed open the door of the quiet courtyard, and the old scene of the past appeared before his eyes, and he suddenly felt a trance.

He walked around, nothing had changed, and there were no extra objects added. The simple spirit gathering formation that Mo Dahai had set up back then was still running tenaciously.

He opened the door to let the sunlight in, thought for a while, lay on the cloud bed, and let time pass.

The next day, Chen got up from the cloud bed and felt his body and mind were very peaceful, and he was in perfect harmony with his surroundings.

He was clearing a medicinal field next to the wall. He did not use any magic power during the whole process. He was very peaceful, like an ordinary boy who had just stepped into the outer world.

Gradually, the turned soil pieces connected into a piece, and the outline of a medicinal garden appeared.

He squatted inside, picking up broken stones and weeds, and walked through the soft soil, leaving footprints.

The situation of the entire medicine garden also appeared in Chen Sheng's mind. He turned out some seeds and slowly sowed them.

At this time, a young man came into the quiet courtyard. He had a kind of tranquility and naturalness on his body. Seeing Chen Sheng sowing seeds, he came over, took a few glances, and carefully took out some first-level seeds to fill the remaining empty space.

Mr. Chen looked at it and nodded slightly. Zhou Xianling’s skills in growing herbs were not wasted. He analyzed the layout of the medicine garden and successfully assisted.

"How is the medicine house?"

After finishing his work in the newly opened medicinal garden, he washed his hands in front of the water tank, tilted his head, and asked a casual question.

"Everyone was very excited when they learned that the Grandmaster had achieved the Golden Elixir."

Zhou Xian's attitude was very respectful. This ancestor's cultivation level was extremely high and he was one of the strongest in the border areas. It was a great fortune for Yaolu to have him in charge for a period of time.

"I will leave my inheritance to Yaolu in the future. Let them practice well and don't waste their time."

Mr. Chen has deep feelings for Yaolu. Although all the people he knew have passed away, the entire system is still running basically according to the order he had set.

Naturally, he does not want the system to collapse and all his efforts to be wasted, so he is willing to provide some help to those who come after him.

"Grandmaster, be merciful."

Zhou Xian said sincerely.

This ancestor has helped many people along the way and never asked for anything in return. He truly has a clear and bright heart of Taoism, without a trace of filth.

"How is the Mo family?"

Mr. Chen thought of Mo Dahai. The two of them and Deacon Zhou considered themselves the retirement trio.

Today, the Zhou family is prominent and powerful, but the Mo family is unknown. They belong to the same family, so there shouldn't be too much difference between them.

"That's good. The Mo family has always been in contact with the Zhou family. They asked them to enter the Medicine House, but they said that the descendants in the family were mediocre in talent and it was not the right time."

Zhou Xian recounted a past event in which he had invited the descendants of the Mo family many times to enter the medicine house to practice, but they were rejected.

The Mo family remembered the oath that if no genius appeared in the family, they would never waste that kindness and create a rift between them.

“They always remember it.”

Chen Sheng suddenly had a much higher opinion of the Mo family. Outsiders did not know that he was immortal. They only thought that after three hundred years of foundation building, he would be nothing but a handful of earth.

During this period, the Mo family was able to withstand the temptation and hold on until now. It can only be said that they have strong character.

"At that time, the Zhou family suffered a catastrophe that caused the genocide, and they had no choice but to seek help from the ancestor."

Zhou Xian also knew that compared with the Mo family, the Zhou family was indeed much worse in this regard, but he still explained that if he had not sent his clansmen to the medicine house, the clan would have been exterminated.

"I know this, no need to explain."

Mr. Chen waved his hand, telling Zhou Xian not to think too much about it. He was an eyewitness and knew it more clearly. It was indeed not the Zhou family's fault. It could only be said that it was fate.

…

Taiping Peak.

"That person is actually the elder brother that the National Master has been thinking about so much."

Qin Lin searched the mountain over and over again, but still couldn't find what he wanted. He was so tired that he sat down on a large bluestone, thinking about the most popular person in the border area recently.

Chen Sheng, a name that should have been buried in the history of time. He thought he would never hear it again, and didn't want to hear it again. However, he also experienced the era when this person suddenly appeared and the golden elixir was rampant.

He learned about the existence of the national teacher's brother from the secrets of the dynasty. According to the records, he was just a man of mediocre talent and was not capable of taking on important tasks.

The fact is, they were all wrong. Only the national teacher firmly believed that this brother was a late bloomer and would create a legend in the future.

"During the battle in Zixi Immortal Sect, he used the Dao Yi Seal. Could it be that he has inherited the legacy from the National Master? Meeting on Taiping Peak that day was not a coincidence."

Qin Lin came to Guangxiu Xianzong with only one purpose, which was to inherit the legacy left by the former national master in Taiping Peak and fight back to the Yuanliang Dynasty.

However, he has always been disappointed, as if that inheritance did not exist.

Considering Chen Sheng's identity and the scene of their first meeting at Taiping Peak, he suspected that the national master's inheritance had been taken away by Chen Sheng.

After all, this person has a close relationship with the national teacher, so it is normal for him to know some secrets.

"What should I do? Go to a house for help?"

Qin Lin was in a dilemma. The inheritance of the national teacher that he was looking for had no trace so far, and the only help he could seek was from Chen Sheng.

He was not a simple person. He was able to cultivate the golden elixir with mediocre qualifications. He had an absolutely meticulous mind and possessed the ability to see into people's hearts.

"For the sake of my ancestors' legacy, I must take risks."

In the end, Qin Lin made up his mind to go and meet this powerful man from the border area.

He didn't have many choices to begin with, but at least with his relationship with the Imperial Master, he shouldn't be in danger.

Just like that, a young man with a feeling of nervousness and expectation came to the door of the quiet courtyard, uninvited.

When he saw Mr. Chen, he was speechless and didn't know where to start or how to express his feelings.

"Qin Lin, right?"

Chen Sheng had already noticed this mysterious young man and was the first to speak. His words were gentle and he did not have the slightest airs of a Jindan Zhenren.

This is him. His attitude does not differ depending on the level of his cultivation. He is always peaceful and indifferent.

"It's rare that the senior still remembers me."

Hearing this, Qin Lin unconsciously relaxed a little. This senior had such a good temper, gentle and polite, and didn't seem like a violent person.

“You may not remember it from other places, but on Taiping Peak, it is very memorable.”

Chen Shengyi had something to say.

"Senior, do you know where the national master's inheritance is?"

This time, Qin Lin no longer concealed anything, but revealed his true feelings, revealing his life and many secrets.

"National Master?"

This was an unfamiliar word that Chen Sheng could not understand, but by thinking about it, he was able to guess something.

Since he had decided to seek help, Qin Lin stopped dragging his feet and covering up, saying, "Two hundred years ago, a borderland genius came to our Yuanliang Dynasty to seek a method to repair his golden elixir. During this process, he fought with various powerful men, became famous throughout the world, and was eventually canonized as the Imperial Master."

There was a sense of excitement in his words. It seemed that the two hundred years had not yet washed away the legendary status of "Master Yuanliang". Those who talked about him felt their emotions fluctuate with each other and they wished they could witness it with their own eyes.

"It's Ergou!"

Chen Sheng had a strong intuition that the peerless genius who came from the border area was undoubtedly his brother Chen Ergou. They had the same unparalleled talent and the same golden elixir injury.

He succeeded and reached the Yuanliang Dynasty, which was more vast than the border areas. He defeated all the heroes and was respected and worshipped by the people.

"Is he all right?"

After thousands of words, Mr. Chen finally summed them up with just one sentence of concern and inquiry. The brotherhood cannot be severed despite thousands of mountains and rivers.

"not good……"

Qin Lin's answer made Chen Sheng's heart tremble violently, but he did not lose his composure and listened quietly.

Chen Ergou came out of the borderland and had an extremely eventful journey of more than a hundred years to Yuanliang. He and Emperor Yuanliang planned the world, swept through a number of aristocratic families, destroyed rebellious sects, and trained his tribes, all in order to clear away the haze in the sky and bring clarity to the world.

The two were very powerful and invincible. They defeated one rebellious force after another and issued laws to benefit the lower classes.

Everything went smoothly.

Then……

Overnight, Emperor Yuanliang passed away, the imperial teacher disappeared, and at the same time, the Black Cliff Forbidden Land appeared, and the world changed drastically.

Then, amidst the astonishment and chaos, the new Emperor Yuanliang appeared, but he was just a puppet. Qin Lin was unwilling to see the royal family decline, so he crossed the void according to the secret diary and came to the borderland, intending to regain the inheritance of the national teacher and then fight back from scratch.

"Yuanliang Dynasty? I remember it."

After hearing this, Chen Sheng wanted to destroy the Yuan Liang Dynasty, but he also knew that this matter was extremely difficult and he could not act rashly, but had to proceed slowly.

Moreover, he was unable to leave the border area at this time and had to stay in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect and compete with the Jindan Zhenren of the major immortal sects.

The solution to this cause and effect can only be postponed for the time being.

"I am a legitimate descendant of the Yuanliang Dynasty and I am qualified to find out the truth. I hope you can bestow the inheritance of the national teacher to help me."

Qin Lin revealed all the secrets and then performed a great ceremony, just like when Emperor Yuanliang invited Chen Ergou to be the national teacher, hoping to obtain the inheritance and regain the glory of his father.

"Are you from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect?"

Mr. Chen did not comment. He could pass on Chen Ergou's legacy, but not to a person who did not know how to follow, nor to a fool or a waste.

His brother is an invincible genius, and the person who will inherit the Taoist tradition must also be an extraordinary person.

"Although I am a prince of the Yuanliang Dynasty, I am also a true disciple of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect."

Qin Lin was somewhat glad that he did not play tricks at the beginning, but chose the safest path.

Today, he is the prince of the Yuanliang Dynasty and a disciple of the Nutao Peak lineage of the outer sect of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect. In terms of legal legitimacy and reason, he is completely justified.

"There is no rush for this matter. I cannot bring shame to Ergou's heritage."

Mr. Chen did not refuse, but he did not accept it either. In any case, the Yuanliang Dynasty had already changed drastically, so whether it was slow or fast, it would not affect the overall situation.

He had time to observe whether this young man of noble birth could be of great use.

Qin Lin naturally felt a little regretful, but he was also relieved. The secret he was carrying was being handled by a Jindan Zhenren, and the threat to his survival was greatly reduced. He could practice and grow with peace of mind.

Mr. Chen lives in a quiet little courtyard, enjoying great peace and quiet, and is seldom disturbed by outsiders. Only those who can come to visit him have some karmic or human concerns.

"Another young master? Anyone who has anything to do with the ancestor must have good fortune."

Deacon Zhou Xiaoguan heard a slight noise, came out to take a look, and discovered that there was a new talented young man on Zhuxia Mountain.

He was very sure that this young man was definitely the leader of the younger generation. He had a stern demeanor and sharp eyes, as if he held some kind of law and order and could easily suppress the thieves.

Someone from the Law Enforcement Hall? In the place where the ancestors lived, there were many favors and connections, so Zhou Xiaoguan also had to do some intelligence work and roughly guessed the identity of the boy.

There was once a jailer in the Black Abyss Prison. After realizing his true nature, he went to the Law Enforcement Hall, fought for half his life, and died with courage.

He left behind a son who inherited his legacy. He practiced under the master's guidance and developed a calm mind and the foundation of a genius. Since his debut, he has never been defeated and is truly a young hero.

Chang An didn't know that in the eyes of outsiders, he was covered with the halo of a young man. When he came to Zhuxia Mountain, he thought to himself, "Uncle Chen is hiding too deeply. He is actually a golden elixir master."

He had been practicing with Chen Sheng since he was a child, and knew that this elder was unfathomable, but he did not know that he had actually become a Golden Elixir Master and a great figure in the border area.

Come to think of it, he is really lucky.

"This is it. It feels different from the Black Abyss Prison."

Arriving at the quiet courtyard, Chang An felt a natural vitality. There was no deep silence of the Black Abyss Prison, only a sense of tranquility.

He met Mr. Chen again. The elder had changed out of his black robe, but instead of putting on white clothes, he wore a gray Taoist robe. His expression was still very gentle. He didn't know if it was due to psychological reasons, but he felt that his eyes were deep and vicissitudes.

"Perhaps, this place is more suitable for Uncle Chen."

Chang An thought subconsciously.

(End of this chapter)