Pingxi.

The river roars, rolling up thousands of layers of waves, heading eastward, meandering for countless miles.

Xi Fu and Chen Sheng walked on the water without getting their shoes wet. Their clothes were fluttering in the breeze from the river. They looked dignified and as majestic as gods.

If ordinary people saw this scene, it would surely become a beautiful legend that would be passed down through the ages.

"At that time, I just let the stream carry me and float for hundreds of miles."

Xifu had a very vivid memory of that day. After falling into the water, he was extremely frightened. After struggling for a while, he actually grabbed a piece of driftwood.

So, under the setting sun, a young man let Pingxi push him and left his hometown.

"What luck."

Mr. Chen exclaimed.

The water in Pingxi is incredibly fierce, and the riverbed is deep. After Xi Fu fell into the water, he floated for hundreds of miles but did not drown. He was really lucky.

"That day, my luck was really good. I survived the disaster and was even washed to the foot of a mountain, where I discovered the cave where my predecessors practiced."

Xifu will never forget that he floated on the water for most of the day and spent a confused night. When the sun rose the next day, the driftwood docked like a boat.

He hurried ashore, climbed up the mountain to fill his stomach, picked some fruits to eat, and in a daze, he broke into the cave of an alchemist.

Of course, the alchemist had already passed away, leaving only a pile of bones, with a jade slip of inheritance placed in front of him.

As an ignorant boy, Xi Fu originally wanted to kowtow to the other party and then take the jade slip to exchange for money.

This knock has brought about a different life.

He suddenly felt dizzy. When he woke up, he found some strange words in his mind. His whole head also felt much clearer, as if a layer of dirt had been washed away.

“This is the mountain.”

The two men walked on the water and went downstream very quickly, and soon they arrived at a barren mountain.

Revisiting the old place, Xi Fu felt a lot of emotion. Although the vegetation had withered and grown differently from what he remembered, the mountain was still the same.

He walked up the barren mountain, looked around, and finally found the cave and walked in.

There was a faint light in the cave, but there was nothing inside. There was a thin layer of white ash on the ground, and it was obvious that no living creature had entered there for a long time.

"Bones turned to dust, and all traces of the past were wiped out, as if they had never existed."

A trace of confusion flashed across Xifu's eyes. Originally, in the middle of the cave, there was a skeleton sitting upright, but now it had decayed into dust and mud, without a trace left.

After a hundred years, the bones decayed and turned into nothingness.

It was too short.

This reminded him of his own death, which would also happen. All the changes that had occurred to him at that time would disappear in an instant, just like the bones of a hundred years ago.

Inexplicably, a great throbbing surged from his heart.

Mr. Chen was touched and said, "It has always been there, in people's hearts and memories."

These people and things are not false. Even when everyone is gone and time has erased all traces, he will always remember them.

Otherwise, this eternal road to immortality would be too lonely.

This was all he had left.

"Well said."

Xifu nodded, feeling somewhat relieved. This answer brought peace to his heart.

It's getting dark.

The two stayed in the cave, and Xifu, like he did when he was a teenager, looked out into the darkness and pondered over life.

However, when he was young, he was thinking about the future, but now he is thinking about the past.

"I have stayed in this cave for more than half a year. When I was hungry, I ate wild fruits. When I was thirsty, I drank stream water. I finally figured out some knowledge about alchemy."

Under the warm campfire, Xifu talked about the past, when he received the alchemy inheritance in the cave and began to explore.

The process is very difficult.

"It's naturally difficult to figure it out on your own relying on a legacy without any guidance."

Mr. Chen began to understand why Xi Fu never kept anything from young people when they asked him questions.

It was because he understood too well the difficulty of the Dao of Alchemy and too well the powerlessness of not being able to master it thoroughly, so he did not want those who came after him to repeat his old path and waste too much time.

"What happened next?"

Mr. Chen continued.

"I left here and heard the legends of immortal cultivators, so I wanted to go and cultivate immortality."

Xi Fu thought about it. At that time, he had inherited the art of alchemy. He was full of energy and felt that he was blessed. His spirit increased greatly and he wanted to venture into the world of immortal cultivation.

"Ascension Order?!"

When talking about this, Mr. Chen had something to say.

He went through the process. If ordinary people wanted to practice cultivation, they must have an Ascension Order to guide them.

"Um."

Xi Fu nodded. He had indeed entered the Immortal Sect through the Ascension Order, just like Chen Sheng.

After one night.

The two men left the barren mountain, flew more than two hundred miles into the sky, and entered the territory of a human dynasty.

In the imperial capital, Xi Fu arrived in front of a mansion. What he saw was an atmosphere of wealth and prosperity. Those who came in and out of the mansion were all wealthy and powerful, but they looked humble and courteous. Even to the servants in the mansion, they were very polite.

This is the residence of "Prime Minister Lin". For several generations, their family has ruled the country from generation to generation and has become one of the most powerful families in the court and the country.

"I have learned some knowledge of alchemy. For an alchemist, it is pitifully shallow, but for an ordinary doctor, it is already at the level of transcendence."

Facing the magnificent palace, Xi Fu looked calm as he spoke of his experience of coming down the mountain.

During that time, he worked as a doctor. His medicine cured all diseases and his reputation spread widely.

"So, you got the Immortal Ascension Order by relying on your medical skills?"

Chen Sheng understood.

"It was the old patriarch of this place. I cured him and he gave me the Immortal Ascension Order."

Xi Fu still had a good impression of the original Lin Xiang, who was a man who had risen from the bottom to a high position. He knew the sufferings of the world, so he carried out reforms and brought new vitality to the dynasty.

At the most critical moment, he fell ill.

His departure would cause great trouble, and the lives of his entire family and his government would be in jeopardy.

Later, Xi Fu saved Lin Xiang, and Lin Xiang gave him an Ascension Order out of gratitude.

"It's a pity that he died a long time ago, otherwise I could still talk to him."

Chen Sheng also felt that Lin Xiang was a good person and he could meet him, but as time went by, the immortal cultivator Xi Fu could hardly bear it anymore. An old man in the world had already turned into dry bones.

"That person?"

A young man walked out of the Lin Mansion. He looked around casually and then saw an old man. The aura of the old man gave him a familiar feeling.

That's right.

He thought of it.

It is a painting in the mansion.

It was passed down from ancestors to commemorate a great benefactor who saved the Lin family, a doctor with extraordinary skills.

He thought about it and looked again, but the man was gone.

"Impossible. It's been so many years. I must have seen it wrong."

The young man muttered something, went into the mansion, and ignored the matter.

(End of this chapter)