It's not that there is no room for improvement, but he wants a natural transition, like the gentle rain that moistens everything silently, and he can wait a few more years.

"Five hundred Qi Condensation Pills from Yangxin Peak, and ten Vajra Pills for monster beasts to eat."

"Bai Yufeng's one thousand Qi Condensation Pills, and three hundred Qi Boosting and Longevity Pills."

"Three hundred Bloodthirsty Pills, one thousand eight hundred Qi Condensation Pills, and sixty Spiritual Qi Pills from the Law Enforcement Hall."

"Ask Alchemist Qi Luo to make a batch of Gu Yuan Dan for me at Yuwu Palace."

"Ask alchemist Cheng Yushu to make a batch of Kaiyuan pills for me at Xingshou Peak."

…

Elder Yaolu rarely makes pills now. Except for clear orders from higher-ups, he is mostly ambiguous.

What Chen Sheng had to deal with was to dispatch alchemists from the Twelve Palaces to make elixirs according to the needs of the various outer sect forces.

There are also some Taoist sect leaders who designate alchemists to make the pills and send the documents to them.

Just like when he was still an alchemist, the steward of Yuwu Hall came to him and asked him to refine the Qi-invigorating and longevity-prolonging elixir.

However, such designated alchemists are very rare.

"Qi Luo, Cheng Yushu."

These two people were designated as alchemists in the documents of various sects.

He took a look at the two people's files and found that they were indeed highly skilled in alchemy and their pills were of excellent quality.

In terms of age, he is not old and is in his prime.

He kept these two names in mind. With the passing of the older generation, these backbone forces can be gradually promoted to maintain the vigorous development of the medicine house.

Swish, swish, swish…

Chen Sheng skillfully distributed the elixirs according to the requirements of the major sects.

Soon, one order after another was issued from his hands, taken away by the servants waiting outside the door and sent to the Twelve Palaces.

"It's done."

When the servants left and the Longxing Hall fell into silence, Luzhu's figure appeared. She had a faint smile on her face, her eyebrows were curved, and she was full of infinite charm.

Her eyes were always on Chen Sheng, and her whole heart was filled with him.

"The next month will be very quiet."

Mr. Chen smiled. In reality, he was not very busy. He just controlled the general direction and then he would just be a hands-off boss.

Leisurely.

This is what Luzhu wanted.

"It's still easier to run the Yaolu. There are a lot of chores at Baiyu Peak, and I don't want to take care of them."

She didn't like dealing with things, not because she couldn't cope with them, but because she wanted to spend more time with Mr. Chen.

Nothing is more important than two people getting along with each other.

"Elder Fuyunzi will have a headache after hearing this."

Mr. Chen held Luzhu's small hand, which was very delicate. He squeezed it as if to comfort the girl.

“Humph, if it weren’t for Bai Yufeng’s generation, I would have succeeded in building my foundation, and I wouldn’t care.”

Luzhu took advantage of the situation and leaned on Chen Sheng, rubbing against him. She felt that the trivial matters outside were becoming more and more boring.

However, Bai Yufeng is the teacher's life's work, and she really cannot give it up.

It is rare that a Taoist sect has developed from an ordinary outer sect more than a hundred years ago to its current prominence.

In fact, this kind of change is usually impossible to maintain because the foundation is too shallow. Once the rising Foundation Establishment cultivator leaves, it will fall back again.

But her appearance curbed the decline and also raised the prestige of Baiyu Peak.

I'm afraid that after her generation consolidates it and the next generation stabilizes it, Baiyu Peak will really become a prominent Taoist sect in the outer sect.

"Your aptitude can't be called excellent, but how come in those few years, you have reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining and successfully established your foundation?"

At this point, Chen Sheng became curious. Even if he looked at the inner sect, those true teachings could not guarantee the success of building the foundation.

Lu Zhu back then could not be called a brilliant person, but she made rapid progress in just a few years, breaking through several bottlenecks and reaching the foundation-building stage.

There must be some reason behind this.

"That's a secret."

Luzhu's belief in breaking the mirror is Chen Sheng, who protects and accompanies her, but how can she say such embarrassing words from a girl's heart? Even her lover is shy and says, "How come you can't build a foundation yet?"

The maximum lifespan in the Qi Refining Realm is 130 years, and the longest lifespan in the Foundation Establishment Realm is 300 years. She still wants to stay with Chen Sheng for 200 years.

“It’s still a little bit worse.”

Mr. Chen shook his head. Two years ago, he had reached the state of great perfection in Qi Refining through his practice, but he felt that he was still some distance away from breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

He had tried to break through, but failed. After calming down, he kept a calm state of mind and slowly worked on it.

"No matter what, even if you are a lifelong Qi Refiner, I will still follow you."

Lu Zhu has decided to be with Chen Sheng in this life.

She inquired about Chen Sheng's cultivation progress, not because she felt that their realms were incompatible, but purely because cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm could live longer.

If it was true that Chen Sheng went first because of the difference in realm, she would accept it. After all, being able to spend one night together was better than a hundred years of useless waiting.

"Where's Zhou Lie?"

Life span is what Mr. Chen is worried about.

He didn't want to continue this topic and asked about Zhou Lie, his disciple whom he hadn't seen for a while.

"He is addicted to alchemy and cannot extricate himself. I have told him many times that his Qi training has stopped for two or three years."

Luzhu sighed slightly. Both the master and the disciple were a constant source of worry for her, and their realm remained unchanged.

Chen Sheng's talent was limited, while Zhou Lie put all his attention on the way of alchemy to the point of neglecting sleep and food.

"I'll talk about him some other day."

Mr. Chen said carefully.

Cultivation is a fight for life against heaven. Zhou Lie’s current state is indeed not right.

The two of them then chatted with each other in a very personal manner, and were in great harmony.

"Elder, Lu Xing Palace is reporting urgently."

The warmth and peace were broken by the sudden announcement.

Luxing Hall is the residence of Master Fei Dan.

"What's up."

A bad feeling rose in Chen Sheng's heart, and he let the servants from Luxing Palace come in.

He was a simple, honest middle-aged man, and at this moment his face was filled with panic and he was completely at a loss.

"Master Fei Dan has passed away at an old age."

When he saw Mr. Chen, he seemed to have found spiritual support in his panic. He knelt down and began to sob softly.

"Husband."

This news made Luzhu's heart skip a beat, and she looked at Chen Sheng with extreme nervousness and worry.

Master Fei played the role of a mentor and helpful friend on Chen Sheng's journey of alchemy. His sudden departure must have been a big blow to him.

"It's finally here..."

Chen Sheng sighed very, very long. Although he knew that this day would come, when it really came, his heart was still moved.

Looking up, he saw Luzhu's worried look and patted her hand to indicate that everything was fine.

Then...

In the Luxing Hall, when Chen Sheng arrived, the first thing he saw was the whole room covered with white cloth and a coffin in the hall.

He walked forward step by step, staggering as if he were in front of the coffin, and saw the old man lying inside.

His face was pale and his blood was drained, a sign of being at the end of his rope.

"Don't be too sad. This is the time for you to die. It's time for you to die naturally."

Xi Fu and Master Ding Dan arrived early.

The coffin and white cloth were placed by the two of them.

Seeing Chen Sheng's sad face, the two men tried to comfort him. They said that life and death were the cycle of nature, and even though they were monks, they could not escape this law.

"Old Fei is alone and has no children. His funeral affairs will be handled by us."

Master Ding Dan was very melancholy. He and Master Fei Dan were of the same generation. They practiced and learned the art of alchemy together when they were young.

The two men's achievements are comparable, but he is better than Master Fei Dan because he has left behind bloodline descendants.

Master Fei Dan was alone, and once he left, it would be up to his old friends to take care of his funeral.

“This is what I should do.”

Funeral.

This is not the first time that Mr. Chen has faced this, and it will not be the last.

Although he felt sad in his heart, he was still able to maintain his composure. Master Fei Dan taught him the art of growing spiritual herbs, and he had to send the master off in glory no matter what.

The coffin will be placed for three days before it can be buried.

During this time, several people sat in the hall in silence.

"These two are also getting older."

Mr. Chen saw how old Xi Fu and Master Ding Dan were, with gray hair. Also, because of the passing of Master Fei Dan, he was devastated and depressed, looking extremely old.

He took another look at the coffin, where lay the cold body of Master Fei Dan. The three of them were of the same generation and at a similar level. His passing would be the beginning of a reincarnation, and the other two would not be far behind.

Thinking of this, he sighed imperceptibly, feeling somewhat helpless.

"Why, you're still sad."

Luzhu came closer, half leaning on Chen Sheng, and asked in a low voice.

"Better."

Chen Sheng grabbed Luzhu's hand, and the real touch made him feel a little more at ease. He no longer felt like he was hanging in the sky with his feet off the ground.

Then.

Regarding the funeral, Mr. Chen felt that with only him, Xi Fu, Master Ding Dan, and at most Lu Zhu and Zhou Lie present, it was a bit too simple and lacked a sense of grandeur.

He sent a letter, asking the Zhou family to bring someone over to do what they could.

They have experience.

Three days passed in a flash, and by then the coffin would be out of the Luxing Hall, with white flags fluttering, making quite a splash.

Mr. Chen, Xi Fu and Master Ding Dan carried the coffin along.

Behind them came Luzhu, Zhou Lie, and a group of Zhou family members. They were all solemn and treated the occasion very seriously.

The weather is bad today, with wisps of drizzle floating in the air. The air is sticky, as if a heart is sunk in the mud.

After leaving the scope of the medicine house, it turns into a wilderness of mountains. The Tibetan area that Xifu chose for Master Fei Dan is a place with beautiful scenery.

The mountain peak is not very high, but through the mountain barrier, you can see the spiritual herbs in the East Ninth District at a glance.

For this reason alone, Master Fei Dan would not be too lonely if there were ghosts left behind after people died.

Crash...

The wind started to blow, and the Zhou family members threw the yellow paper in their hands away, and the white flags fluttered, making a desolate sound.

The journey was not long, but when Chen Sheng, who was carrying the coffin, arrived in Tibet, he felt like he had walked a road between the Yin and Yang worlds.

“This is it.”

Xi Fu took a breath and came to a square pit that had been dug by him and Master Ding Dan.

He stood in the direction of the tombstone, looked around and nodded slightly. It was a good place. It was good that Master Fei Dan was buried here.

"What's the time?"

Mr. Chen respected these customs very much, and perhaps he really hoped that there was a place of reincarnation so that Master Fei Dan could live a better life in the next life.

"It will only take half a quarter of an hour to climb up."

The head of the Zhou family looked at the sky before answering.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Mr. Chen nodded and saw that Zhou's clothes were covered with mud. He felt a little embarrassed, as he had troubled them after all.

"This is a matter of accumulating good karma, there is no need for trouble."

The head of the Zhou family spoke very nicely. Moreover, considering Chen Sheng's promotion of the Zhou family, this was really nothing. Moreover, through this incident, he felt that Chen Sheng was indeed a good backer who was very considerate of human feelings. It would not be in vain to follow in the front and contribute manpower and effort.

"It's ready for burial."

After a while, an elder from the Zhou family reminded him.

Afterwards, under the command of Chen Sheng, Master Fei Dan's coffin was put into the pit, and the young men of the Zhou family got busy filling the pit with soil and burying it.

As the earth was piled up shovel by shovel, a small mound appeared on the top of the hill.

"Everyone please light a stick of incense."

Xi Fu greeted everyone and lit a stick of incense first. He stood in front of Master Fei Dan's tombstone with an inexplicable look on his face, a little sad. He seemed to be expressing a lot without saying a word, and he told it all with the light of a stick of incense.

Each person lit a stick of incense. Because of the Zhou family's presence, half of the land was filled with smoke and the smell of incense was extremely strong.

Mr. Chen also lit a stick of incense.

Then, he silently took out a suona.

It is indispensable for the living to attend a funeral.

It was still the same song "Crying to the Emperor of Heaven", but compared with the initial awkwardness, now I was very proficient in it. Moreover, because I put all my emotions into it, it was like a complaint and a cry, and it had a charm that touched people's hearts and was sad.

During the song, Chen Sheng thought of many things. When he first went to Luxing Temple, he asked Master Fei Dan to turn the soil, and then plant spiritual herbs, and build the East 9th District from scratch.

The three volumes of the spiritual herb diary, upper, middle and lower, record the way of alchemy and also record Master Fei's insights into life.

It can be said that Master Fei Dan used the Spiritual Herb Diary to show him an alchemist's perspective on the world of immortals.

He benefited a lot from it.

In the auxiliary competition of Jinye Dadan, it was Master Fei who persuaded Master Qi, and they both withdrew, thus helping him. That was how he was able to maintain his reputation for 28 years, gain a good reputation in Yaolu, and be promoted to the elder of Yaolu without any obstacles and with everyone submitting to him.

This was a respectable elder, but I will never see him again.

"This is a sad song. You should play it less."

The sound of suona stirred not only Chen Sheng's emotions, but also the friendship between Xi Fu, Master Ding Dan and Master Fei Dan was deeper than that between Chen Sheng and others.

Under the sad song, the two people's mood was extremely low, and there was a little gleam in their eyes.

However, what they were concerned about was Mr. Chen's condition.

This funeral music is too sad. The listeners are all feeling so sorrowful. The person playing the music will naturally feel even more sorrowful.

A young person, whose heart is worn down too much by external affairs, will look old and mature.

"Nothing."

Luzhu grabbed the corner of his clothes. Chen Sheng turned his head and smiled, but without much emotion.

(End of this chapter)