"Elder, the Lord of Changming Peak is here to visit."

At this time, a servant came to report that after a day of disturbance, another outer sect elder-level figure came to visit.

"Another one coming to claim our place?!"

Luzhu was surprised. At this time of day, it seemed like the market had ended, but the man came so late. It couldn't be said to be rude, but it was a little late.

"Please invite the person in."

Mr. Chen waved his hand and asked his men to let the leader of Changming Peak in.

Anyone who comes is a guest, there is no reason to turn him away.

Outside the palace gate, a figure with an immortal air came floating in. He was tall and slender, and there was a sense of tranquility in his old age, with the longevity of a pine or crane.

"I heard that Daoist Chen from Yaolu has made great progress. Seeing his impressive demeanor today, I realized that it is the result of accumulated experience that leads to great success."

As soon as the leader of Changming Peak stood still, words of praise came out of his mouth. His voice was slow and unhurried, and had a sense of rhythm.

"The Lord of Changming Peak is calm and reserved, and is a man of strategy."

Mr. Chen said casually.

"Ha, I'm so anxious about all these trivial matters that I'm almost going to get angry."

Calm down!

This is what the Lord of Changming Peak prides himself on, but he has realized in recent days that this state of mind still needs further practice and deepening.

"Why is that?"

Seeing that he was irritated, Mr. Chen asked considerately.

"To be honest, a certain family was sent to supervise the outer sect competition this time."

The head of Changming Peak sighed, his face looking sad, as if he had encountered great trouble.

"This is a tough job, and everyone avoids it."

Luzhu whispered in Chen Sheng's ear that the supervision of the outer sect competition was a troublesome matter in terms of personnel scheduling, and the reward money was the most troublesome.

If the reward is too much, it will be considered as too petty and you will be unpopular both internally and externally.

"That……"

Mr. Chen was confused for a moment.

This matter seems to have gone too far.

It has nothing to do with him.

"It is a great joy that fellow Daoist has established his foundation. Congratulations from all sides. I am here and would like to ask the elder for something so that I can celebrate with all the outer sect disciples."

Seeing that the time was almost right, the Lord of Changming Peak revealed his purpose, but with a wry smile on his face and repeated apologies.

"He's a profiteer!"

Mr. Chen was stunned. The master of Changming Peak was indeed very special.

While various Taoist sects were sending gifts to the medicine house, he did the opposite and set his sights on him.

"I know that this is a bit abrupt, but the rewards for this year's outer sect competition are really not high. If all parties don't raise some, it will hurt the disciples' enthusiasm."

Speaking of this, the Lord of Changming Peak sighed and said that the Immortal Sect did not have high expectations for its outer disciples.

There are very few people like Mr. Chen who have endured hardship for many years and established a foundation in one day. Most of them die in silence.

In short, the resources allocated for cultivation cannot provide enough return, so the minimum amount is simply maintained. If one or two foundation-building people emerge during this period, they will just be considered as free gifts.

"Since the Lord of Changming Peak has such intention, how can my Yaolu not help?"

This is a public interest, so Mr. Chen will naturally not be angry.

He even admired the fact that the Lord of Changming Peak could sympathize with the hardships of the outer disciples and lower his face.

"That's...what kind of funding."

With just these words, the leader of Changming Peak developed a favorable impression of Chen Sheng.

He went to various medical institutions, but was always turned away or sent away with nothing more than something.

After all, this is a losing business.

"Yaolu has become much wealthier in recent years, so we will provide most of the materials needed for this outer sect competition. The scale may not be as large as Chen's competition, but it can't be much worse."

When Chen Sheng thought about the outer sect competition that year again, his heart was still filled with emotions. All parties were vying for the first place, and the youthful spirit was so satisfying. Even if he was in the midst of it and did not win the crown, he could still feel the enthusiasm of the world and the excitement of the immortal path.

Giving away some of your wealth to encourage younger disciples can be seen as a token of appreciation from an outer sect elder.

"Which class are you in?"

The head of Changming Peak was stunned for a moment. He vaguely remembered that the preparations for the outer sect competition in recent years were always perfunctory.

"There was one time when Yumono-den was there."

Mr. Chen's voice drifted far away, and it took a very long time.

"Ah! That's great, let's invite fellow Daoist over and let the younger generation see the demeanor of the seniors."

The Lord of Changming Peak was overjoyed, and then he remembered that Chen Sheng did not build his foundation in the normal period of time. The time at Yuwu Palace was indeed generous, and is still talked about today.

Since Yaolu has this intention, even if it is bad this time, it won’t be too bad.

He can also be called a "competent" person in charge.

Afterwards, the Lord of Changming Peak tried his best to invite Chen Sheng to watch the ceremony together.

This person is the pinnacle of diligence. He has mediocre qualifications and a humble background, but he has achieved his current fame and is truly a benchmark.

When the time comes, push this person to the front of the stage and say a few words. Those young people will be anxious to fight for their youth for another thirty or fifty years.

Mr. Chen had no choice but to agree.

After this, Longxing Palace finally returned to its normal tranquility.

"Teacher, what kind of spiritual seed is this? It won't grow."

Zhou Lie came hurriedly, holding a handful of spiritual seeds in his hand. Each one was plump and full of vitality.

What troubled him was that he had tried all sorts of methods but each time failed, which made him very anxious.

"The green grass should be planted in a place with abundant moisture and watered six or seven times a day."

Mr. Chen took a look and understood it immediately, and then passed it on.

“I see.”

Zhou Lie listened respectfully.

Scenes like this often appeared in his memory. Whenever he tried to solve the problem himself, the teacher would always give him the answer right away, which benefited him a lot.

This time is naturally no exception.

"What do you think about this outer sect competition?"

Mr. Chen observed Zhou Lie's aura, which was gentle and elegant, natural and pure, good in every way, but without a trace of youthful vigor.

He knew that Zhou Lie was often learning from him.

But this is not good.

Those who learn from me will live, those who imitate me will die.

His unique attribute of longevity is the foundation of all peace and tranquility. Zhou Lie did not understand the true meaning and hastily followed him, which has led him to a biased path.

"The teacher wants me to go."

Zhou Lie's respect for teachers is ingrained in his bones, and he can immediately detect his teacher's intentions.

“Young people are full of energy and compete with their peers. It’s a great experience.”

This is what the two nursing home deacons said to Mr. Chen. Now when he repeated it again, he had a different feeling.

Looking back, the youthful spirit is indeed a great asset.

"The teacher said go, so I'll go."

Even so, he felt that with that much time, he would be better off studying pharmacology.

…

Rui Xiaojia is an ordinary disciple in the outer sect, with an ordinary face and mediocre cultivation. He does not have a single shining point, nor does he have any bad habits worth mentioning.

He practiced in the small courtyard as usual. Due to financial constraints, he adopted the simple method of meditation and Qi training.

"The progress of cultivation is too slow."

The Qi circulates around the body, and after a full circle, the magic power that is refined is very scarce.

Rui Xiaojia sighed, got up and went out, walking towards the Youwei Palace, intending to find a simple task and ask for some cultivation resources.

This is a very common way of making a living among outer disciples.

The only difference was that he still had a wish, so he saved up some money privately and thought about learning the skills of "medicinal diet".

Having a skill can always lead to a better life.

Of course, the initial stage was extremely difficult, and he almost couldn't hold on.

The building materials used in Youwei Hall are all of the best, but it feels a bit smoky and foul inside.

The crowd was chaotic and messy. They were all outer disciples who were choosing their tasks, and that was the sound they made.

Also, some casual conversations with familiar people.

"The outer sect competition is coming up soon. If we can fight our way out of the siege on the fighting stage, it will be enough for us to win what we need for our training."

"You also said that we have to fight our way out of the encirclement. Only one in a hundred can survive. We have no hope."

"If you are only here for one or two stages, you are just running along. You don't have any cultivation resources. It's better to just do the mission honestly."

"This session is different. Yaolu has made a move. I heard that the rewards are extremely generous, comparable to the richest session in the past two hundred years. I want to give it a try."

"Those of us at the lower Qi Refining level will also receive rewards if we defeat one or two opponents."

There's constant whispering, you'll get used to it.

Among them, many outer sect disciples were talking about the outer sect competition, which made the flow of some information faster and faster.

"Really?"

Rui Xiaojia heard that this year's outer sect competition was unusual. With the sponsorship of Yaolu, the rewards were extremely generous.

He knew his own weight and had no plans to participate, but at this moment, he was somewhat tempted.

"Going to the competition will waste a day or two."

After pondering for a moment, he walked out of Youwei Hall, registered for the outer gate competition, and waited for the time to come.

This day.

The aura of the outer sect was like raging fire and many young men gathered in front of the fighting stage with proud looks. Even the most peaceful person would not be able to calm down after being provoked by this.

"Those are the real high-ranking people in the outer sect."

"When will I be able to have this kind of power?"

"At least they don't have to work hard for cultivation resources. Unlike us, we have to struggle for survival like farmers digging for food in the fields."

The outer disciples looked up one by one, looking at the high platform in the distance. There were several towering figures that seemed to be standing in the clouds, like gods, overlooking them.

They are the high-ranking members of the outer sect, the real masters of immortality. Each of them has great magical powers and makes the rules for the area.

"It's been many years since the outer gate has been this lively."

On the high platform, an old man lamented that the outer sect was a place that was not valued in the Immortal Sect. Although one or two extremely talented people would occasionally emerge and be the best for a while, they were unable to sustain their efforts and fell into desolation again.

They wanted to change something, but the foundation was too poor and they were ultimately unable to do so.

Like today, such a grand occasion does seem a bit like our ideal vision.

"These are all thanks to Daoyou Chen."

The first credit should go to Mr. Chen.

The master of Changming Peak knew that the key to success was the prosperous situation supported by the large amount of cultivation resources in Yaolu.

"You and I are all creators."

Mr. Chen waved his hand with an indescribably free and easy attitude, which made the atmosphere on the scene extremely harmonious. All the elders felt comfortable and respected.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I will go up and say a few words first, and then I will let you explain the principles to the younger generations."

The leader of Changming Peak is the leader. Although he doesn't think he has contributed the most, with such a title, he should be the first to speak.

Then, he wanted to give the most dazzling position to Mr. Chen.

“No need.”

When Chen was young, he did not take the limelight too seriously. Now at his age, he is even less likely to try to attract attention.

Hearing this, he gave up.

However, the Lord of Changming Peak really wanted him to speak, and said, "Yes, it will be more convincing if you speak."

Mr. Chen had a smooth life, but he implemented the four words "diligent practice" to the end and succeeded.

This kind of achievement should be used to inspire outer disciples.

Then……

The leader of Changming Peak stood up, his body straight and tall, his aura seemed to penetrate the sky, his robe moved slightly like clouds and smoke, and he had a majestic demeanor.

He looked down, his eyes shining with a gleam that could not be ignored, and his mouth moved, and a deep voice spread in all directions.

"You are all pillars of the Immortal Sect. I hope that you can shine in the outer sect competition and become famous..."

After hearing this passage, all the outer disciples were distracted. They were really annoyed by such nonsense, but they could not just leave. They could only empty their minds and let it go in one ear and out the other.

"The reward rules are as follows..."

Suddenly, after a few words were transmitted, they accurately returned to the real world, pricked up their ears, and listened to the essence of the content.

The reward rules flowed through their minds, and then the expressions on their faces became astonishment and joy.

"Rewards will be given according to ranking! Rewards will be given for defeating opponents of the same level! Rewards will also be given for defeating opponents of a higher level!"

award!

award!

award!

There were several rewards, which excited the outer disciples of all levels.

From this perspective, it seems that even the worst of them can get a reward.

"No way, this reward is beyond my imagination."

Rui Xiaojia felt dizzy, his goal was to last two rounds, but in the face of such a generous and powerful reward, he felt that he should raise his goal and hold on for one or two more rounds even if he died.

Then, he had accumulated enough contribution points for learning medicinal cuisine skills.

"The medicine house won't be emptied out, will it?"

Similarly, some young men were astonished. After a rough calculation, the investment of Yaolu in this outer sect competition was horrific.

If it were the Taoist sect he was in, they wouldn't be able to sustain it even if they emptied the treasury.

"When Elder Shen was here, the Medicine House was already thriving. After Sensei took charge of the Medicine House for 34 years, the wealth of the Medicine House has reached a terrifying level."

Among the young men, Zhou Lie had a very calm expression. He was the alchemist in the medicine house and also Chen Sheng's apprentice. He had access to core information and knew that the current medicine house was not comparable to the previous one.

Just from the output of spiritual herbs, because Xiong Kaishan, who offered sacrifices in ten gardens, declared the strength of Yaolu, it attracted many forces to move their spiritual herb channels closer, thus increasing the basic base.

Alchemy is a chain of events, and a surge in one link will lead to adjustments from multiple parties, which will bring in substantial income.

As a result, the benefits and treatment for the alchemists in the medicine house were extremely high, and everyone rushed in.

(End of this chapter)