who I am?
Am I really myself?
Why am I the only one who transmigrated, and why is there something called a 'system'?
And his own apprentices, Yi Cheng and Chang Sheng, both have very impressive backgrounds. Is this just a coincidence...?
In that instant, a thousand thoughts uncontrollably arose in Qin Shou's mind.
At the same time, a chilling feeling swept through my body... It felt like a sense of destiny.
"Holy crap~, am I some kind of reincarnated scoundrel?!"
Qin Shou stared wide-eyed in terror, then frowned deeply.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! I am who I am, a unique spark~, la la la..."
[Qin Beast, congratulations! Your disciple Chen Changsheng has successfully transcended his tribulation and advanced to the True Immortal Realm. You are awarded a 'Silver Luck Card'. Would you like to participate in the lottery?]
"A lottery."
Congratulations! You have won the peerless immortal artifact "Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Pagoda"!
......
"Master."
After completing his tribulation, Chen Changsheng appeared on the mountaintop and bowed to the Qin Beast.
Looking at this 'familiar' disciple, Qin Shou suddenly felt a sense of 'strangeness'.
"No, let's be equals from now on." Qin Shou tilted his head. "Or I can call you Master!"
"Your disciple wouldn't dare."
Chen Changsheng bent over even deeper.
"No, Changsheng, your master will need your protection from now on." Qin Shou bent his knees, plopped down on the ground, and rubbed against Chen Changsheng's thigh, saying, "Changsheng, we're master and disciple, you must protect your master from now on~, waaaah~~~, my good disciple~~~"
“?? Master..........”
Chen Changsheng stood there dumbfounded for a long time before he came to his senses and quickly helped Qin Shou up.
"Master, you're making me feel terrible."
Chen Changsheng was terrified.
"Junior Uncle, you've become an immortal!"
Ponyo ran over from a distance, her expression a mixture of shock, sadness, and admiration.
What's shocking is that someone can become an immortal after just three hundred years of cultivation... What's sad is that compared to my junior uncle, I'm really a useless piece of trash... What I admire is that he's my junior uncle!!!
Even though it's an ordinary face, why does it look so cool and handsome right now?!
"Oh! Oh! Set up a feast! Set up a feast!!"
Just then, Little Fatty, who had just returned from his patrol, raised his arm high, threw down the newly caught big black pig, and hurriedly ran down the mountain to inform the demon from house to house.
At night, the mountaintops are brightly lit, creating a captivating night scene.
The demons, intoxicated by the clinking of glasses and the revelry, sang loudly.
Qin Shou and Chen Changsheng sat under a thousand-year-old peach tree on a cliff in the distance, the peach blossoms in full bloom.
Qin Shou waved his sleeve, seemingly shutting out the merriment in the courtyard, and in an instant, the area under the tree became quiet.
Chen Changsheng was boiling water and making tea.
"Please have some tea, Master."
"good. "
Qin Shou smiled, picked up his teacup, and took a small sip.
Chen Changsheng gazed at Qin Shou's face, so beautiful it seemed almost otherworldly. His fingers tapped lightly on the table, a faint light flickering in his eyes. After a moment's hesitation, he cautiously asked, "Master, are you...my master?"
"What? "
Qin Shou paused, his hand holding the wine glass still. He raised an eyebrow and stared at Chen Changsheng, saying, "Damn! Changsheng, you haven't gotten so arrogant just because you became an immortal, have you? You don't even want to acknowledge your master anymore?!"
"No...no." Chen Changsheng waved his hands repeatedly, "Your disciple absolutely did not mean that."
"No?" Qin Shou raised an eyebrow.
"No," Chen Changsheng replied firmly.
"Hmph, that's more like it." Qin Shou nodded. "With a devastatingly handsome immortal like me as your master, you should be burning incense in gratitude."
"..." "Master is right."
Chen Changsheng lowered his gaze and sighed softly. He thought that his guess must be wrong... His Dao Ancestor Master would not be so shameless... even in reincarnation.
Moreover... there should be no more Dao Ancestors in this world...
"Chang Sheng, have you decided to ascend to the upper realm or stay in the Lotus Cave to cultivate?" Qin Shou asked Chen Chang Sheng for his opinion.
The Lotus Cave Heaven is a world of its own. As long as one stays in the cave heaven, one can avoid being rejected by the Heavenly Dao of this place.
However, not everyone in this world is like Qin Shou, who doesn't need to undergo trials or struggles, but can slowly break through realms simply by quietly cultivating.
"Since I am ascending to immortality today, I... I still have some things to do," Chen Changsheng replied.
There were some things to do... Qin Shou glanced at Chen Changsheng and stammered, "You... before you recovered... um... that..."
Damn! How should I put it?
He claims to know that he is the reincarnation of the Dao Ancestor's chief disciple?
"Master, I'm going to the back mountain, and then I'll ascend to immortality."
Chen Changsheng stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Take care, Master."
Then his figure disappeared under the peach tree in front of the mountain.
Qin Shou slowly put down the teacup as it grew cold. He sat under the peach tree, swirling the teacup on the table with one hand, while quietly watching the silent, joyful scene outside the barrier. His eyes were thoughtful, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
It wasn't until Song Ningsheng's spirit manifested that he slowly came back to his senses.
"What are you thinking about, Brother Qin?" Song Ningsheng asked.
"Oh? Nothing?" Qin Shou chuckled, flicking his sleeve to conjure a chessboard.
The two men took turns placing their pieces while conversing.
"To reach the Mahayana realm in just three hundred years, Brother Qin's young disciple is truly extraordinary."
Song Ningsheng chuckled.
The implication was that Qin Shou's disciple, like Yi Cheng, had some connections.
"They are quite extraordinary." Qin Shou's tone was somewhat indistinct. "There's nothing we can do; they all have one thing in common."
"Oh? What do they have in common?" Song Ningsheng looked up curiously.
Qin Shou replied, "Of course, they all have an excellent master."
Song Ningsheng:............
"May I ask, esteemed master, how long did it take you to reach the Mahayana realm?"
“..........”
Qin Shou's hand holding the chess piece paused slightly.
With a "thud".
The chessboard was overturned.
"Damn it, Song Ningsheng, if you can't win, you can't win, why are you flipping the chessboard!"
"How tasteless, ugh..."
? ? ?
Song Ningsheng:.........6
This scoundrel is becoming increasingly shameless, but that's actually in line with his character.
Fortunately, I no longer have a physical body...
......
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The back mountain.
In the cemetery.
Amidst the garden full of medicinal herbs, a large, slumbering black tortoise lay.
Chen Changsheng appeared to the side, flipped his wrist, and a ball of Five Elements Immortal Qi appeared in his palm, enveloping the Turtle Immortal.
"Disciple Ling Xiao greets his revered master."
Chen Changsheng bowed deeply, and then his figure slowly disappeared from the spot.
"Moo~"
The sky split open, and Chen Changsheng rode a green ox and ascended into the sky.
By the time the many creatures on the Tianxuan Continent sensed the commotion, the sky had already returned to calm.
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