When you are young, no one wants to carry a huge mountain on their head.

Five years later, inner sect disciple Liu Shao made a strong attempt to break through, but failed, damaging his foundation, and had to lie dormant.

In the seventh year, Wu Taisheng quietly stepped into the Foundation Establishment Stage and became the second most prominent person of the younger generation of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

Zhao Tianyang succeeded in building his foundation in the ninth year, but he was too impatient and was only at the middle level of foundation building. The chance of forming a pill in the future was not high.

Afterwards, one after another young disciples achieved great perfection in Qi training, but were stuck at the bottleneck of foundation building and were eager to try.

…

While the young man was full of vigor and vitality, Chen Sheng practiced Qigong step by step, firmly and slowly.

His realm also improved, but not quickly. He only improved two small realms and barely reached the seventh level of Qi Refining. He was completely incomparable with a genius.

In the tranquility, he saw a different side of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, that is, the younger generation was rising, while the older generation was slowly dying out.

"Lao Mo, I'm here to see you."

Mr. Chen came to the Sutra Library and saw Mo Dahai. Nine years had passed, and this man's body became weaker and weaker. A trace of death could be seen on his pale face.

Perhaps, the deadline will come this year.

Thanks to their friendship, he would often come here to chat after practicing.

"You are a young man, but you always come to an old man like me. What's the matter?"

Mo Dahai was obviously very happy, but he always complained a few words. Maybe he felt that he was about to die and he didn't want to infect others with bad luck.

Then he stood up, lit the small stove, and slowly boiled water to make tea, just like he did in the past.

“The power of time.”

Chen Sheng picked up the white porcelain cup. The smoke rising from the cup blurred his vision, and even Mo Dahai's figure was gradually obscured. He suddenly realized that this man had changed.

Becoming old and dying.

For the first time, he felt the power of time.

The younger generation is rising, the older generation is dying out, it’s a cycle that never stops.

He stood outside the circle and would not be affected, but could only watch quietly.

"Don't let us old men lead you astray. Time is not a terrible thing for you. You still have a chance to strive for a chance to transcend."

Mo Dahai had long discovered that Chen Sheng's mentality was too non-confrontational. Like an old man, he seemed to have accepted the arrangement of fate and didn't want to struggle anymore.

He didn't want to say it before, but if he doesn't say it now, he really won't have any chance.

"Chen Ergou can be your protector. This is an opportunity that many people cannot ask for. He is the chief genius and the third master of the Law Enforcement Hall. He regards you as his brother. Your future is destined to be extraordinary."

"As for the outer sect, Elder Fuyunzi values ​​you. Although the abilities of the two of us old deacons are limited, we have been running the sect for decades and have some abilities."

"With your qualifications, entering the inner sect and continuing to be a disciple is actually not as comfortable as being a deacon in the outer sect."

"Now, there is a position that I think has great potential, and that is the steward of the medicine house."

"Don't think that being an outer sect deacon is bad. The path to advancement is very long. If you reach the end, you can become an inner sect elder."

“Sometimes, choice is more important than effort.”

Once Mo Dahai started talking, he couldn't stop. He planned a life path for Chen Sheng, not to follow the path of a disciple, but to follow the path of a manager of the Immortal Sect.

Mr. Chen has someone to help him on this route, which is more convenient than following the routine promotion path.

On the one hand, being a manager in a good position is not tiring and is quite leisurely.

On the one hand, you can learn something, just like the steward of the medicine house. If you really want to learn alchemy and work hard, you can make elixirs.

"Deacon Yaolu, that sounds good."

The true teachings of the inner sect hold great power.

He felt that the route that Mo Dahai mentioned was really good. At least in the field of outer sect, he had certain connections and channels, so after going around in circles, it wouldn't be bad at all.

Alchemist is a profession with high entry barriers, so he might be able to specialize in it to make a living in the future.

"Then act quickly, or your spot will be taken away."

Mo Dahai was very efficient at this moment. He urged Chen Sheng to go to the pharmacy and submit the application for the deacon position.

"That's all?"

Mr. Chen couldn't quite understand. Wasn't it said before that the position of Pharmacy Deacon was in great demand? Why was it so easy now, as if it was within his reach?

"You have to do some superficial work, but the real competition depends on letters of recommendation."

Mo Dahai laughed, like an old fox that was so old that its hair had fallen off, full of wisdom. He stood up and quickly started writing a letter of recommendation.

The general content is that Mr. Chen has a gentle personality, reliable morals, and is intelligent.

Finally, and most importantly, leave a name.

This is a letter of recommendation.

Only the deacons and elders of the outer sect are qualified to recommend others.

After that, Mo Dahai was not idle either. He wrote three or four more letters and gave them to other deacons, asking them to repay the favor and help recommend Chen Sheng, commonly known as canvassing for votes.

…

"Let Lao Mo get there first."

Deacon Zhou also had his eyes on the position of deacon of the medicine house and was planning to talk to Mr. Chen about it, but before he could make a plan, Mo Dahai had already taken action.

He was furious, but he also arranged for the recommendation letter and sent out the prepared letter, winning two votes for Mr. Chen.

…

"Does he want to take the steward route?"

On Fuyunzi's side, it was Luzhu who was taking action. As soon as the old man heard it, he knew what Chen Sheng was planning.

He pondered for a moment, as if considering the pros and cons of this path.

"Teacher, please write the recommendation letter quickly, otherwise the position of the Medicine House Deacon will be taken away."

Luzhu's eyes were shining brightly. She was very concerned about Chen Sheng's affairs. She took Fu Yunzi's hand and shook it gently to urge him.

"Even if I send you my recommendation letter, I may not be able to get it."

Fu Yunzi had been working in the outer sect for over a hundred years and had more channels of information. He knew that some of the outer sect elders had also taken action.

What he was thinking just now was to guess how much price he would need to pay to get the position of steward of the medicine house.

"Teacher, you underestimate Chen Sheng. He has seven letters of recommendation from deacons."

A hint of pride emerged on Luzhu's face as she told him that the two deacons had gathered seven votes for Chen Sheng.

She believed that even if the outer sect elders took action, they would not be able to achieve this.

"These two old guys are really willing to give up all the favors they have accumulated over decades. Well..."

Fu Yunzi was completely moved. The karma and favors of immortal cultivators were more valuable than spiritual stones and magical instruments. With the abilities of Deacon Zhou and Mo Dahai, they were able to collect seven votes, which meant they had completely used up all the favors they had accumulated over the years.

Mr. Chen's personal charm is evident from this.

Without further hesitation, he also wrote a letter of recommendation, signed his name, and sent it to the pharmacy.

(End of this chapter)