Up to now, Chen Sheng no longer needs to stay in Guangxiu Xianzong deliberately, and he stands still. With the emergence of Zhou Xian and Chang An, the hinterland of the mountain gate has become one of the safest places in the border area.
He came down from the clouds and wandered in the world, doing whatever he wanted and being very carefree.
However, like a unicorn in the fields, although he had restrained his mysterious aura, his harmonious and natural aura was too mysterious to be completely concealed.
This made many monks in the border areas recognize him, and they couldn't help but talk about him, saying all kinds of things.
"Let them be, I will be free."
Chen Sheng didn't care much and continued walking around the border. Having reached his level of cultivation, he was truly fearless.
This trip is not for cultivation, but more for the relaxation of Qi and spirit, so that one's mind can be pure.
Therefore, when he saw something he didn't like, he would cut it off with one sword. No matter if it was a rebellious demon cultivator or a powerful force that was corrupting the land, they would all be reduced to ruins under the sword light.
He had also seen cultivators who were devoted to Taoism. Seeing their piety, he would casually point his finger and bestow a method of cultivation on them. Then they would move and disappear into the sky, disappearing without a trace, leaving behind all kinds of legends.
He would also stop at ordinary taverns to listen to the simple conversations of the villagers, such as which family had a new baby or which family bought a new house. It was very ordinary and noisy, but he was happy to listen. A smile would appear on the corner of his mouth, and his mood was very peaceful.
This day.
When Chen was traveling, he walked across the mountains and rivers and saw a mountain that was about a hundred feet high. It was ordinary and had no style or charm like any other famous mountain.
He looked deeper through the surface and saw some of the secrets. This mountain has a strong foundation and abundant earth energy. It is obvious that it contains other mysteries. It can be said to be a treasure mountain.
Why do I say so?
Under the mountains, there is a natural treasure called "Stone Hu", which devours the essence of the mountain and obscures the creation.
"Although it is only a second-level spiritual herb, it is rare and precious to be able to grow it naturally."
Chen Sheng murmured something in his mouth, and his mind moved. The power of Jindan Zhenren was manifested, as if an invisible giant hand emerged between heaven and earth. The mountain in front of him was shaken, and it was moved away like a stone.
The earth's energy was like a dragon, rushing out and diffusing between heaven and earth, and like a surging river, it rushed towards the distance.
He could not bear to see the power of heaven and earth wreaking havoc on the mortal world, so he took action to guide the pouring earth energy, bringing it into the deep mountains and old forests, nourishing the area.
It can be seen that when the earth's energy passes through, even the dead mountains will be revitalized, and the lush greenery is extremely magical.
“Buzz…”
Once the mountain opened up, the hidden "Stone Weir" came into view again, and finally revealed a strange vision, blooming with green light, coloring a piece of void, and there was a trace of medicinal aroma, deep and fragrant. A sip of it can nourish the internal organs and has endless magical benefits.
"Don't ruin the efficacy of the medicine."
Chen Sheng cast a spell and talismans appeared in the void, like golden threads and jade silk, wrapping the stone well layer by layer, sealing it off and making it silent.
After doing all this, he waved his hand and took the precious second-level spiritual herb into his pocket, and he couldn't help but feel in a good mood.
"It's the one from Guangxiu Xianzong!"
This strange sight immediately attracted the surrounding monks to rush over, only to see a gray-robed young man standing with his back to them, staring at the mountain in front of him, as if he was in deep thought about something.
At first, some people were still talking, their eyes flickering, and they wanted to forcefully ask some questions, but when Chen Sheng's origins were exposed, the surroundings suddenly became extremely silent.
This is a Jindan Zhenren, who is extremely powerful. He has fought with the ancestors of the four major immortal sects one by one, and his battle record is astonishing.
"Is this person's life span approaching and he is looking for a burial place for himself?!"
Some people sighed, thinking they understood something. The amazing vision and the moved mountains were all evidence.
"By the way, there were rumors about the battle at Dalong Mountain."
As they said this, more and more people remembered that since the battle at Dalong Mountain, bad news had been coming out from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, saying that this person had left hidden dangers after the battle, damaged his life essence, and didn't have much time left.
Now if we calculate, it has been more than ten years since the Battle of Dalongshan. It is time for disaster to come.
"It's too difficult to fight to the utmost. Even with such an outstanding record, it's still difficult to escape death."
Thinking of Chen Sheng's achievements, all the cultivators felt sorry for him. He had paid too much for the Guangxiu Immortal Sect and had survived the most difficult period. He saw his younger generations cultivate the golden elixir and were about to live freely, but due to his injury, he could not stay in the world forever.
"I've finally waited for this..."
Somehow, the news that Mr. Chen was about to die and was looking for a burial place was spread with details and seemed very true.
All the major immortal sects discussed it and agreed that it was reasonable. After all, after the battle at Dalong Mountain, Chen Sheng was able to walk out alive and hold on for more than ten years, which was already a tremendous ability.
At this time, it is normal for old injuries to flare up, and the patient will die.
Taoist Yan Cheng and other Jindan Zhenren were happy. Their laughter was undisguised and spread throughout the sect.
Such a terrifying existence, the Jindan Killer, has finally come to an end. It is their turn to make plans for the future.
Guangxiu Immortal Sect, Patriarch Hall.
Two figures sat side by side, their bodies emitting a faint glow, towering and motionless, yet exuding a mysterious aura.
"Is it true that the Grandmaster left hidden dangers behind during the Dalongshan Battle?"
Chang An opened his eyes and listened to the message from all directions. He became confused. Although the Grandmaster said that the consequences of the battle at Dalong Mountain were just a rumor to appease the Jindan Zhenren of the major immortal sects, there was no flaw in that logic and the rumors outside.
Coincidentally, Mr. Chen was away at the time, and he had no idea where he was going. The more he thought about it, the more mistakes he made, and he couldn't help but feel shaken.
"Don't let outsiders lead us astray. How could anything happen to our master?"
Zhou Xian said firmly.
Then, he secretly sent a message to Chen Sheng, telling him everything, "Grandmaster, how is your health?"
Rationally, he firmly believed that the master was safe, but emotionally, he could not turn a blind eye and had to get an accurate response to feel at ease.
“These people…”
Even with Chen Sheng’s calmness, after reading Zhou Xian’s message, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch, and he replied “I’m fine”.
Zhou Xian had obviously been waiting for a reply, and hurriedly replied with two more sentences, but one could see his mood had changed, and he was now calm.
Mr. Chen shook his head, feeling a little amused. He didn't expect that moving the mountain would lead to a misunderstanding.
Then.
The Guangxiu Immortal Sect issued a document to make the final statement on this matter. Zhou Xian took it very seriously and announced to all quarters that their ancestor was still in good health and had not yet passed away, so people were advised not to spread rumors.
Don't believe it!
Unfortunately, no one believed it. It was the battle at Dalong Mountain and the serious injuries caused by Guangxiu Xianzong's "self-exposure" that played a big role.
The major immortal sects even sent words of comfort, intending to give Chen Shenglai a "final verdict" in both overt and covert ways.
Whenever this happened, Zhou Xian and Chang An would write back to those Jindan Zhenren who had good intentions, without any literary flourishes, and would just curse them.
…
Pengshan Lake.
"This place becomes more and more beautiful the more you look at it."
Mr. Chen relaxed his mind and stopped caring about external affairs. With Zhou Xian and Chang An in charge of Guangxiu Xianzong, everything was fine.
As he turned around, he saw a large lake. The color of the sky and water was enhanced by mist and clouds, as if it was outlined in ink. It was spiritual and natural, and perfect in all aspects.
Next to the lake, there is a nine-story building that stands like a pagoda. It is very popular and it is a good place to go.
He was stunned by what he saw, and before he knew it, he had revisited the old place. The attic was still there, but many old friends had passed away.
"Guest, is this your first time here?"
A young servant in blue clothes, his eyes lit up when he saw Chen Sheng. Although the man was dressed simply, his demeanor was rare and profound. The servant did not dare to neglect him and hurried forward to greet him.
"Here comes the third time."
Chen Sheng replied, his eyes became distant. He remembered that when he first came here, he was in charge of the Black Abyss Prison, commanded the powerful Dark Blade, and used Yanlou as money and food to weave an intelligence network.
At that time, because Yanlou was doing well and the power of Dark Blade had greatly increased, he entertained Yang Li and others here and boasted about his achievements.
Upon hearing that the Fire Dragon Sect was looking for trouble, he became angry and flew out with his sword, killing the Fire Dragon ancestor and shocking everyone.
When he came for the second time, he was already a Jindan Zhenren. The matter involved a quarrel among the younger generation, which involved a lot of back and forth. Finally, Taoist Chongzun came out and the two of them fought each other, causing a thousand ripples.
It is worth mentioning that those who were full of vigor and ambition, such as Yang Li, have passed away. Even a strong man like Taoist Chongzun has also passed away, just like the curtain has fallen on a drama.
Everything has gone, but Xu Tao is still in this world and worth caring about.
"No, I should have an impression of that."
The young servant in blue fell into deep thought. If this was Mr. Chen's second visit, he would not have any impression of it, perhaps because he overlooked it the first time. But this was his third visit, and no matter how careful he was, it was impossible for him to have forgotten it both times.
For someone who serves tea, this dexterity is a basic skill.
"Senior, what has changed here?"
Then, he thought of something, and his attitude became more respectful. He took the opportunity to mention it, wanting to confirm something.
"Talking about changes? Oh, by the way, there was no stone wall in the lake last time I came here."
Mr. Chen took a look at Yanlou, but had no special impression. However, the Pengshan Lake outside and the beautiful scenery of heaven and earth were unforgettable.
Looking down from above, a stone wall in the lake rose out of the water, looking very eye-catching.
He remembered that this didn't happen during the previous battle with Taoist Chongzun.
"Whose master is this coming out of seclusion?"
Hearing this, the young servant in blue became more respectful and polite, and a sense of awe arose in his heart.
That stone wall was built about a hundred years ago. Because of the battle between two Jindan Zhenren, the water waves were surging and flooded the steps of Yanlou, so the shopkeeper ordered people to build it to resist the water.
I had never seen this person when I came to Yanlou for the second time, which shows that he lived a long life and truly practiced Taoism.
This can also explain why he had no impression of the three times this person came, simply because the timelines were very different and the two sides missed each other.
"Senior, do you have any favorite dishes?"
Knowing that this was a great man with profound cultivation, the blue-clothed servant was extremely respectful and served on the side, not daring to leave for even a moment.
"Is Xu Tao here?"
Mr. Chen asked.
He came to Yanlou twice and met Xu Tao both times. The two of them were truly destined to be together. This time, as time passed and people died, he wanted to meet this destined person again.
"That gentleman may not arrive for a quarter of an hour, how about... wait?!"
The servant in blue knew Xu Tao, the old patriarch of the Xu family, who held great power, but unlike other important figures who were solemn and dignified, he was rather carefree and unrestrained. He came here so often that he almost treated Yanlou as his kitchen.
Calculating the time, in another quarter of an hour, that lazy immortal should be here.
"Then wait a quarter of an hour."
Mr. Chen smiled rarely and sat there, waiting for Xu Tao.
When the blue-clothed servant saw this, he served tea and cleverly ran to the gate to wait, waiting to be informed.
"I am free and happy..."
A quarter of an hour later.
An old man in luxurious clothes came to the gate of Yan Tower slowly and leisurely, humming a tuneless song.
He is really a little special, unlike other big figures. He was criticized for this when he was young, but he never changed. When he got old, those who used to point fingers at him have become dead bones, and no one can criticize them. Instead, the younger generations mostly praised him, saying that he has returned to nature and achieved great freedom.
"Master Xu, someone is looking for you?"
The eyes of the young servant in blue clothes lit up, knowing that the main person had arrived. He hurriedly came forward and whispered something.
"Who is it?"
Xu Tao said casually.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is a highly respected person in this area, so it is not surprising that he has people waiting for him.
“I don’t know…”
The young servant in blue shook his head and told what he knew, "He has been to Yanlou twice. This is the third time. The stone wall was not built when he came last time. I suspect he has seen the amazing battle in Pengshan Lake."
Such people have long lifespans and a lot of experience, which is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people or low-level cultivators.
"Who is coming?!"
Xu Tao is of an idle nature, but not confused. Especially since he has been in a high position for many years, he has been honed. His mind races and he has a rough guess.
It was just a possibility, but it made his body tremble with excitement, and he had the urge to bow down and worship.
"Master Xu, who is that that made you lose your composure like this?"
This reaction surprised the young servant in blue. He knew that the senior in the attic was a master, but Xu Tao was not bad either. He was the overlord of a place and had great power.
I originally thought that the status of the two were comparable, but I didn't expect that there was actually a big difference between them.
"How long has he been waiting?"
Xu Tao did not answer. He suppressed the excitement in his heart, and the expression on his face disappeared, becoming serious.
At this time, the young servant in blue finally felt the majesty of "Master Xu", the head of a large clan, and lowered his head and responded, "Only a quarter of an hour."
Not long indeed.
“Damn it…”
Xu Tao's heart skipped a beat. How could he have allowed that person to wait? He said anxiously, "Hurry up and lead the way."
then……
The two of them strode hurriedly to the fourth floor. At a window, Xu Tao recognized Chen Sheng at a glance.
Not changed at all! Just like in his memory, this senior master was still young. Time had not left a single trace on him. Although he was wearing a gray Taoist robe, which concealed a lot, his demeanor was so unforgettable.
"Daoyou, we meet again."
Mr. Chen turned around and saw the white-haired Xu Tao. His eyes paused for a moment, then he felt relieved and a smile spread across his face.
Looking at the bright side, this old friend might be a relaxed person with good upbringing and vigorous blood, so living another sixty or seventy years would not be a problem at all.
(End of this chapter)