On the high platform, the leader of Changming Peak showed up for a moment, then slowly retreated, revealing Chen Sheng's figure.

Swish, swish, swish.

One after another, their eyes fell on him, with a hint of inquiry, as well as admiration and respect.

No matter what, he is a big shot who allows them, the outer disciples, to reap the benefits, and he should be respected.

"A few days ago, I succeeded in building my foundation, and I was very fortunate to receive congratulations from many people. As the saying goes, happiness is better shared with others than happiness alone. These small rewards will be a joy between you and me."

Seeing this, Mr. Chen stood still with a faint smile on his face, as warm as the spring breeze in April.

When talking about this grand event, people do not simply emphasize its own importance, but rather highlight the joy of sharing.

Then he spoke loudly, not ashamed of his lowliness, saying: "I am the same as many of you, or even worse than you."

People didn't believe it and just took it as words of encouragement.

In their eyes, this elder of Yaolu is in a high position and has great power. He can stir up a storm with just a wave of his sleeves.

People like that were too high and mighty, and there was a natural barrier between them and the outer disciples who were not valued very much.

Mr. Chen understood their thoughts, just smiled and continued talking about his experience.

"My aptitude and understanding were low, and I almost couldn't enter the immortal sect. Fortunately, Elder Fuyunzi from the outer sect saw that I had a decent heart for Taoism, so he gave me a red name, and I was able to embark on the path of cultivation."

"When I was an outer sect disciple, I was mediocre in every way. There was nothing I could be proud of."

"I can't be considered a genius."

He spoke calmly, and his character was not distorted by these experiences at all. Instead, he faced those mediocre years squarely.

He is not a genius at all. He was able to build a successful foundation through hard work. It is nothing to be proud of.

"Elder Yaolu actually has such qualifications."

A joking remark, a hint of self-mockery.

None of the outer disciples felt that such an elder was frivolous and not steady enough, but they felt a sudden tremor in their hearts and a strong sense of empathy.

Now that you have entered the outer sect, don't laugh at your second brother, as you both have mediocre qualifications.

A true genius would have been ranked in the inner sect and accepted as a true disciple as early as when he joined the immortal sect.

Occasionally, there are one or two people who rise up in the outer sect. Don’t take them seriously. They are exceptions and there is no possibility of replication.

"Later, he became a deacon and entered the Medicine House. He worked hard on the Dao of Alchemy and finally gained something. He was promoted to the position of elder. After another thirty-four years, at the age of one hundred, he made the breakthrough to establish his foundation and succeeded!"

Mr. Chen continued to talk about his experience. It was a period of struggle. Although there was no blood and rain, there was a sincere force. The deacon who took care of the elderly and the three alchemy masters pushed him forward.

He also possessed a certain resilience and a deep mind, and step by step, he reached the position of an alchemy elder.

In terms of cultivation, he had survived through an inimitable amount of time, but his current position was largely due to his charisma and his courageous efforts.

His words were very plain, but the young men from the outer sect could feel his sincerity and the excitement in his heart.

Such a great man rose from the bottom, with no one to rely on behind him and no support in front of him, but he moved forward with determination and found a smooth path.

They want to be that kind of person.

"You are younger than me, so you should have greater ideals. Don't be timid, but move forward bravely and firmly. Even if you risk your life nine times, you will not regret it and will overcome all difficulties."

Finally, Mr. Chen made the point.

He firmly believes that acquired talents are not the key to locking oneself up, and that they can be broken through hard work.

The first person he saw in the crowd was Zhou Lie. This was what he wanted to say to Zhou Lie: don't let him become a shackle.

"Teacher, I will try my best."

Zhou Lie clenched his fists. He saw the earnest expectations in his teacher's eyes. It was as if a fire was burning in his heart. He wanted to surpass his peers and reach a higher level.

Then...

"Practice diligently and live up to your original aspirations. The great way is there. It will not be isolated from us just because we are mediocre."

Chen Sheng's eyes moved away from Zhou Lie and slowly swept across, landing on many people, with encouragement in his eyes.

These people are young people. They should not give up on themselves. Instead, they should be given some sunshine, like the light of a lighthouse, to give them a direction, so that they can get out of their difficulties and move towards a perfect life.

“The elders are paying attention to me and are motivating me.”

Mu Tong's body trembled and he got goose bumps. It was an excitement from the depths of his soul.

He saw that the elder of their medicine house was looking at him, and the encouragement he had just given was actually meant for him.

This made him extremely excited and he wanted to roar to the sky. The more he understood this senior, the more he was impressed by his personality charm and wanted to follow him forever.

Now, it seems that this goal is not far away, and we can take the first step from the outer sect competition.

"Those words were spoken to me."

The mediocre Rui Xiaojia heard his own mediocre youth in Chen Sheng's words.

Originally, he had accepted his fate.

But this standing person was like a flame of faith, igniting the longing in his heart and giving him an idea.

Maybe, I can become extraordinary like him.

"sharp!"

The leader of Changming Peak paid close attention to the outer sect competition, so he could notice that the mentality of these outer sect boys had changed drastically, and they had something called "courage".

"The outer sect competition begins now."

He spoke at the right time, allowing this emotion to be fully stimulated on the fighting stage, and then the battle of wits continued.

Fighting stage number one.

"Rui Xiaojia vs. Tieyunying."

The referee returned to his position, hovered over the No. 1 fighting platform, and recited the names of the two young men in the fight.

"Fourth level of Qi Refining! Rewards for the winner! Rewards for winning at the same level!"

Rui Xiaojia stepped onto the fighting stage, his eyes bright, staring at his opponent who was at the fourth level of Qi Refining, with a strong obsession in his eyes.

Defeat him! Rui Xiaojia swore that he really had no such ambition before. His heart was like a pool of stagnant water, but suddenly a stormy wave was set off.

With the successful example of Elder Yaolu in front of him and the double rewards of real money behind him, he had no reason to give up.

"boom"

Two streams of Qi at the fourth level of Qi Refining bloomed on the No. 1 fighting stage. The collision of their magical powers was unstoppable and seemed to overturn the virtual sky.

The cold light of the Dao sword was so chilling that it penetrated into the bones. It was flying and dancing in a small space, which was shocking.

The battle was fierce, mainly because their magic power and methods were almost the same, so it was difficult to determine the winner in one fell swoop.

“It’s really difficult.”

Rui Xiaojia's robe was twisted by the strong wind. With his eyes half-closed, he stared at his opponent, a young man as burly as a mountain. He was like a solid wall that could not be broken through.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, adjusted his posture, and rushed out suddenly, as fast as a gray snake flying on the grass.

"clang"

A sword was slashed down, and Tie Yunying reacted quickly, blocking it horizontally. The swords collided, and sparks leaped, as if they could illuminate people's hearts.

Rui Xiaojia's face was extremely resolute, and then a hint of determination emerged.

Still at a stalemate.

This won’t work. If we keep delaying, the outcome will be fifty-fifty.

But he...

To win.

"kill!"

Rui Xiaojia plans to change his tactics. Either he falls down on the road ahead or he breaks through the pass.

Such a sword is very brutal.

"madman."

Tie Yunying let out a low growl and wanted to fight, but when he thought of the consequences of both sides being injured, he had to avoid the attack for the time being.

It's not worth risking your life in a fight.

"Yes, that's right. We must not be weak in momentum and keep pressing forward."

Rui Xiaojia smiled. He was so mediocre that he was inconspicuous. In order to win, this was the only way.

"When you show signs of weakness, I will overthrow you."

Tie Yunying also had a plan in mind. He would not hold out for long. Once Rui Xiaojia's energy subsided, he would use his powerful force to defeat him.

In an instant, the situation turned around and Tie Yunying was beaten without any chance to fight back.

"call……"

The spirit is high and you don't stop for a moment. It is very tiring to maintain this state of strong attack.

Rui Xiaojia's hand felt heavy as he swung the sword. Every strike was like the loss of the essence of life, and the burden on his body was too heavy.

persist in.

Hang in there.

The continuous squeezing of his magic power, making his mind work hard to analyze, has caused his spirit and energy to show signs of decline.

"Come on, I can do it."

His mind gradually became blurred, but he maintained his peak state. He stared at the Iron Cloud Eagle and imagined it as a mountain.

Then, flip him over.

"That boy looks not much different from me back then."

On the high platform, Chen Sheng saw a young man with mediocre cultivation. His magic power had been squeezed to the limit, but he was still holding on, eroding his opponent's advantage bit by bit.

In the end, the young man finally won the game just before his mental will collapsed.

He exclaimed in his heart and wrote down the man's name.

On the four fighting stages, people were coming up and down.

"Eighth level Qi Refining vs. Sixth level Qi Refining, a sure win."

Mr. Chen focused his attention on Zhou Lie's battle situation, but this disciple's opponent was a little inferior and it was not very good to watch.

The ending was peaceful without any miracle.

When the sun turns west, today's outer sect competition will come to an end.

Dragon Hall.

Lu Zhu was feeding two white cranes in the yard. When she saw Chen Sheng returning, she smiled. The momentary surprise on her face was enough to defeat all the beauty.

"This time, the outer sect competition went smoothly."

She said gently.

"It's going pretty well. I've got one or two seedlings. If I cultivate one or two, they might have good prospects."

When Mr. Chen judges people, he does not start from their level of cultivation, but rather their spirit, intention and character. If these two can be maintained, one can achieve something.

Of course, it is undeniable that if such people want to rise, they need a bit of luck.

"It's up to you. Anyway, it's impossible to be as good as you."

Lu Zhu felt that God was extremely kind to her. Chen Sheng, with his qualifications and age, was able to lay the foundation for success, which seemed to be a long-lasting marriage given by heaven.

She had lost the desire to argue and just wanted to spend the rest of her life together.

"You flatter me so much."

Chen Sheng smiled. He did not have earth-shattering cultivation and magic power. Even if he had established a foundation, he was still very mediocre. Compared with the immortal sects, he was not dazzling.

It was Lu Zhu's kindness that magnified him, from a tiny, inconspicuous figure to a giant standing upright, overlooking the Five Mountains and dominating the heavens.

"here we go again!"

Zhou Lie was not surprised when he saw this scene. The relationship between the teacher and his wife was really good, so good that even from a long distance, he could feel the invisible hurt of being "alone".

"The outer sect competition is not boring, is it?"

Chen Sheng could see that Zhou Lie didn't care about anything other than alchemy, but he still insisted on letting him participate in the struggle among the outer disciples, which was intended to be a hint.

The universe is vast, and although obtaining "one" can measure the essence, only by refining the mind to be broad and accommodate thousands can one control greater power.

“It was a feeling I had never experienced before.”

Zhou Lie nodded. He had been exposed to the Dao of Alchemy since he was a child and had devoted himself to studying the Dao of Alchemy. He had almost nothing to do with fighting and killing.

The reason was that he was an alchemist with a respected status, and he was also the disciple of Elder Yaolu. Others were afraid of him and did not want to offend him, so there was no conflict.

Over the years, he has lived a very selfish and comfortable life.

The things in the outer sect competition were different from what he had immersed himself in the path of alchemy. There was a bit more worldly sentiment in them, which made him realize his own shortcomings.

“The medicine house is big, but also small. You can jump out of it and treat your life from a higher dimensional perspective.”

Mr. Chen is a very competent teacher and shared some of his insights on life with Zhou Lie.

Yaolu is big after all, it gathers all the alchemists from the outer sect of the Immortal Sect. If one of them comes out, a small immortal cultivation family will bow down to him.

It is said to be small because in the eyes of the real giants in the border area, it is just a cat's nest that can be destroyed with ease.

As for the difference in size, it depends on Zhou Lie’s own achievements.

Having said this, the master and disciple fell silent for a while.

At this time.

The voice arrives before the person arrives.

"My friend! You are so righteous! So righteous!"

Mu Rufeng came. His manners were a little inappropriate and it could be seen that he was in a state of extreme excitement.

He walked up to Mr. Chen and thanked him repeatedly, but his words were confusing and difficult to understand.

"Elder Mu, calm down."

Mr. Chen stretched out his hand and temporarily stopped Mu Rufeng from moving forward. He was afraid of this old guy, so he just hugged him.

"My grandson, inspired by you, is now full of energy and in great spirits."

After calming down, Mu Rufeng explained the reason for his excitement. It was that his grandson had changed his old ways of getting by and now was full of fighting spirit, clamoring to become famous and hold a high position.

This made him very happy, and he gave whatever he wanted, just so that this only seedling could grow up.

"Have I ever done that?"

Mr. Chen pondered.

Although he was very sure that he did not take any special care of Mu Tong, he couldn't help but have some doubts when hearing Mu Rufeng's solemn oath.

"If I didn't have only this pair of white cranes, I would really like to give you some other spiritual beasts."

Mu Rufeng felt that it was all worth it. The pair of white cranes exchanged for Elder Yaolu's care for his children and grandchildren, which inspired him to be more motivated.

His lineage will never be broken.

"No, I'm already very content."

Mr. Chen wanted to say that he was ashamed, but no matter what he said now, Mu Rufeng would treat it as humble, so he simply didn't explain anything.

(End of this chapter)