"The Mo family finally got some peace and quiet."

A man came to the Mo family's land. He looked young, but had a special charm about him, which was a mixture of time and experience, and was not something young people could possess.

"Who are you?"

All of a sudden, the elders of the Mo family became worried, fearing that the person was a capricious master and that the situation would not end well.

"Mr. Chen."

He said calmly.

"Senior, you are so honored to be here. I am sorry for not coming to greet you."

The man was shocked. If it were an ordinary young man, he might not know the weight of these two words, but he had heard them since he was a child, so he was not calm at all. He bowed and said, "Please wait a moment, senior. I will inform the whole clan and let everyone come to pay homage."

After saying that, he stood up and ran away.

This is one of the most distinguished existences in the border area. Even though he knew that Chen Sheng came for a reason, he was still afraid that the other party would leave.

"Old Patriarch..."

Anxious people and anxious voices began to appear far away from the ancestral home.

"You are already in your seventies or eighties. If you make a scene in the ancestral house and let the younger generation see you, it would be unbecoming."

Mo Qiang walked out, looked at the old and out-of-control tribesmen, shook his head, and felt that he had lived in vain.

“Here comes that person!”

He didn't argue, he just said excitedly.

"That one? That one?!"

Mo Qiang was stunned at first. After seeing the elder losing his composure, his mind raced and he suddenly thought of something, but he didn't dare to draw any conclusions. He felt a little hopeful and a little eager.

"That's the one."

The clan elder said solemnly.

Now it was Mo Qiang's turn to get anxious and angry. He said, "Quickly, quickly, quickly strike the bronze bell and invite all the tribesmen to come and pay their respects."

This is the biggest event since the Mo family was founded. It is a great thing and must be handled with caution. No etiquette should be neglected.

“Ding! Ding! Ding!”

On the mountain, a large bronze bell vibrated suddenly. Each sound was extremely long and drifted far away.

There were three such sounds, no more, no less. As the lingering sound spread, people walked out of the houses in a stretch of land and headed straight towards the ancestral home.

"What happened?"

This is the most frequently said sentence.

The big bronze bell on the mountain cannot be rung easily, as every sound has its meaning. Now it has rung three times, and it is not known whether it is good or bad, but something big has happened that concerns the entire clan.

"I heard that a Jindan Zhenren came to our clan."

An insider said.

"Could it be that person? Run faster."

Everyone was delighted. In recent years, and even for hundreds of years, everyone in the Mo family knew that the family had a connection with a great man.

Now that person has arrived, he is here to extradite the genius of the Mo family. This may be the last time he comes. It would be unreasonable not to see his immortal face.

"Actually, there's no need to mobilize so many troops."

Mr. Chen saw dense crowds of figures, coming from far and near, young and old, but they stopped nervously and respectfully three feet in front of him, as if there was a huge gap between immortals and mortals in between.

The person at the front was the most respected elder of the Mo family. He looked deathly, and looking at Chen Sheng who was still young and full of vitality, he could not help but bow his head and said: "Junior Mo Qiang, on behalf of the Mo family, pays respect to the ancestor Chen Sheng."

The words are so sincere that they are touching.

Even if they put aside the conflicts of interest, the presence of a Jindan Zhenren would be like a glimpse of the emperor's face to low-level cultivators like them, making them want to bow down in worship.

"Greetings, ancestor."

Behind Mo Qiang, neatly stacked voices came like the sound of a huge bell, and everyone lowered their heads to show their highest respect.

Among them, those elderly people with heads full of white hair were even more excited. Only after experiencing the ravages of time could they understand the greatness of those who can stay in the world forever.

They should be powerless.

"Everyone, Mr. Chen is also polite."

He suddenly had an idea and wanted to respond to the ordinary people on behalf of the Golden Elixir Avenue without any shame, so he did so.

“Wow…”

As soon as these words were spoken, thousands of people cheered. They didn't know what Chen Sheng meant, but how could they not be shocked by the sincere response of a Jindan Zhenren?

"Ancestor Chen Sheng, your heart is as vast as the ocean, it deserves admiration."

"My Mo family is so lucky."

"For hundreds and thousands of years, our clan will remember your greatness."

…

One after another, excited and crazy voices roared out to vent their feelings.

"Okay, let's all go. Don't disturb the peace of the senior."

Mo Qiang was as excited as everyone else, but he had to restrain himself and not let such a grand ceremony become a mess.

He made arrangements, dispersed the crowd, and said, "Long Yun stays, and you go too."

The elders of the family looked on with eager eyes, hoping to stay, but were driven away by him.

What is more important has already been decided.

Eventually, everyone left except for a young boy who was able to stay. His eyes were very spiritual, as if he could look directly into the sky and comprehend the scriptures by himself.

"Is this the child who is going to the medicine house?"

Mr. Chen said.

"I am Mo Longyun, I have admired you since I was young. It is a great honor to meet you today."

Mo Longyun looks immature, but he is not immature in what he says and does. Perhaps he is sincere and not boasting, which gives people a very comfortable feeling.

"I have only been practicing Buddhism for a few more years. You will catch up with me later."

Mr. Chen looked very gentle. This was the descendant of Deacon Mo, and he carried a cause and effect. He very much hoped that this child could achieve something and live up to the years and the law of fate.

"If he ends up being even one-tenth as capable as his predecessor, that would be enough to make me happy."

Mo Qiang said seriously.

One tenth of the ability of a Jindan Zhenren is enough to greatly enhance the status of the entire Mo family and make it a first-class immortal cultivation family in the border area.

"I won't let you down, senior."

Mo Longyun knew what he was shouldering. It was the wait of an immortal cultivation family for five hundred years, so he could never be proud.

Then, he was a little reluctant and asked, "When are you leaving?"

He had lived on the Mo family's land throughout his childhood and had some kind of connection with the people here. Once he left, he would have no time to cultivate immortality and would have achieved the foundation. When he returned, he was afraid that his playmates would have been old and dead.

So, he wanted to say goodbye to some people in a proper way.

"Senior, why don't we wait a few days and let Long Yun and his tribesmen say goodbye."

Mo Qiang suggested.

He had a little idea. If a Jindan Zhenren stayed in the clan, even for a few days, and left behind some insights on cultivating immortals, it would be a huge gain.

"Okay."

Mr. Chen could naturally see through Mo Qiang's little thoughts, but he didn't feel disgusted. Seeing that Mo Longyun was depressed about the separation, he couldn't help but feel the same way.

When Mo Longyun said goodbye to his childhood playmates, Chen Sheng was accompanied by Mo Qiang. He was not bored at all, as he saw and understood the difficulties of a small immortal cultivation family.

When I go back the day after tomorrow, I will update as normal.

(End of this chapter)