Author: Lu Hezai

"Just stay here today."

Chen Sheng's eyes swept over the exploration team. It was like the arrival of midwinter, invisible and insubstantial, but he could feel the chilling atmosphere.

With a move of energy, his figure disappeared directly from the void. He was so fast that he flew dozens of feet away like a swimming dragon like the light of the sword.

"puff"

A monk at the twelfth level of Qi Refining was beheaded directly, blood spattered and his head fell to the ground.

As he got closer, another expert in the Qi Refining Realm sensed the danger and made a desperate move. He held a magic sword and rushed towards Chen Sheng.

"cut"

Chen Sheng groaned softly, and the iron sword also buzzed. The sword's intention flew across the sky, breaking through all kinds of phenomena. The incoming person's mind was captured, the offensive collapsed, and then his head was blown away by a sword, and the empty mind returned to silence.

"Brother Fang, let's withdraw."

The remaining two Qi Refining Realm monks were scared to death. The enemy's magic power was too powerful and they had no intention of exhausting it.

There is also that orb hanging above the head, protecting all directions, making it innately invincible and invincible.

"Withdraw? Big risk and big reward. Kill him and we will get more."

Fang Xiao insisted on his own ideas and did not think that Chen Sheng was really invincible. No matter how powerful the magic weapon was, it still needed mana to maintain it.

Both were in the Foundation Establishment realm, and he firmly believed that Chen Sheng's magic power was about to be exhausted.

"Rumble..."

Fang Xiao activated his skills, like a glutton, constantly devouring the surrounding spiritual energy, pushing his power to a higher level.

His eyes were also like a glutton's, with a look of greed that was so rich that he wanted to devour Chen Sheng.

"You are the only one who has a magical weapon. My frost-dropping sword is not a disadvantage."

He let out a long roar and drew out a sword. It was all crystal white, like ice and snow condensed, and settled in the void, accompanied by wind, frost, snow and rain.

This is a second-level magic weapon, and it is also Fang Xiao's trump card, used when he is really fighting for his life.

"Qiang"

Under Fang Xiao's urging, the Falling Frost Sword flew out of the snow-capped mountains like a jade dragon, cutting through the fierce wind. It was like a cold rule between heaven and earth, heading towards Chen Sheng.

Such an attack is already extremely powerful. After all, no matter how illusory the magic power of the Foundation Establishment Realm is, relying on the second-level magic weapon, it can still unleash a terrifying attack.

"boom"

Chen Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his spiritual energy poured into the exquisite orb. Bright brilliance fell, and the void changed color inch by inch, like a glazed treasure realm, solid and immortal.

The frost sword came and rushed into the glazed void, but under the suppression of the bright treasure light, it gradually became slow until it became silent and completely stopped.

"It's still unbreakable."

There was a hint of roar and horror in Fang Xiao's voice. A foundation-building monk activated a second-level magical weapon and struck with all his strength, but he was unable to shake the protection of an opponent in the same realm.

Simply! Outrageous!

"kill!"

Chen Sheng's iron sword flew across the sky. With a sharp sword, the void was regarded as nothing, and the sword's intention rolled like a river rushing away, full of an unstoppable posture.

"puff"

Fang Xiao was defeated. He was hit by a sword, as if his energy and energy had been cut off. He was no longer at his peak, his clothes were stained with blood, and he felt indescribably lonely.

"Qiang"

Chen Sheng showed no mercy. He drew his sword and struck with the Star-Severing Sword Technique. The sky dimmed for a moment, then brightened up, like a burst of brilliance, and then withered away.

"Big risk, no reward, I hate..."

Fang Xiao's soul died under the light of the sword. He had regrets when he died, but it was already too late.

"Senior, please spare my life."

"It's this thief who allowed us to be so cruel."

There were only two people left in the exploration team, and they begged for mercy. Fang Xiao was dead. Even if they worked together, they couldn't do anything to defeat Chen Sheng. They really couldn't fight him.

"How can people like this be able to cultivate immortality?"

The medicine-gathering boy shook his head. He was really strong to the end. Even if his original intention was wrong, he could still be called a murderer. Now, even his posthumous name has been ruined.

"Qiang"

Chen Sheng drew his sword, and two heads rolled to the ground. The entire exploration team was buried neatly in the Wenshuo Mountains.

"Senior Kamui."

The young man who gathered medicine walked out with a look of reverence on his face. Chen Sheng's fighting skills were remarkable and he could be regarded as one of the best among the foundation-building monks.

Moreover, this person did not abandon him even in such a dangerous situation, which was indeed very righteous.

His skills and character are all top-notch, so how can you not respect him.

I got the cyanobacteria and my troubles were solved.

Chen Sheng felt very good, and with a smile on his face, he returned to the stronghold in the mountains with the young man collecting herbs.

"Teacher, we succeeded."

Zhou Lie and Chen Sheng, who have been masters and disciples for decades, immediately noticed the teacher's mood, which was extremely joyful. His heart moved and he felt a hint of joy.

"Um."

Chen Sheng smiled and nodded.

"That's great."

Zhou Lie missed the people and things in Yaolu a little, and asked, "When will you return to the mountain gate?"

There was nothing he could commemorate in the Wenshuo Mountains. Even if the medicine and stone business in the stronghold was prosperous, it was just a small business and not worthy of mention.

The Yaolu of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect is his home and the stage where he displays his skills.

"Now that we have obtained the green bacteria stone, the layout here is no longer needed. There is nothing to deal with. We can leave at any time."

Chen Sheng had no reason to stay in the Wenshuo Mountains for a long time, and he also wanted to leave. After all, the green fungus stone had been found, and there was no point in staying any longer.

"Senior, I have to leave..."

The young herb collector knew that such a day would come, but when it actually came, he was still extremely reluctant to give up.

"If fate gathers and fate falls apart, there will eventually be separation."

Chen Sheng always spent his life in separation, and said with emotion: "You are not bad in qualifications and have deep blessings. If you continue to practice well, we may not be unable to see you again in the future."

He is very optimistic about the young man who collects herbs. His qualifications and good fortune are very good. If he practices seriously, he will have at least two to three hundred life spans and can survive until the next meeting.

"The boy dare not live up to the high expectations of the elders. He will definitely cultivate with all his heart and achieve success in the alchemy path."

Before he left, Chen Sheng was still talking about his spiritual practice, which moved the young man who picked medicine.

He thought about these five months of getting along with him. Chen Sheng sorted out the mistakes in the exercises, taught him the art of alchemy, and taught him the principles of life and work. He looked like a kind and kind elder. He couldn't help but feel excited and inexplicable.

"This was given to me by an elder. Now I will give it to you as a final support for the Dan Dao."

Finally, Chen Sheng gave the Chi Xun Furnace to the young medicine collector. As his alchemy skills improved, the alchemy furnace could no longer keep up.

This thing was given to him by Xi Fu, and it contains the old man's diligent and high hopes. Now that he has given it to the young man who picked herbs, it can be passed down from generation to generation.

"It was actually given to him."

Zhou Lie admitted that he felt a little sad. Although such an alchemy furnace was nothing, the emotions contained in it were immeasurable.

As the teacher's direct disciple and only descendant, he rarely enjoys this kind of caring care, but it was given to him by the young medicine collector. He looked really envious.

"Master Chen, I'd like to say goodbye here."

The young man collecting medicine knew that such a support was as heavy as a mountain. With a solemn expression, he bent his body and said goodbye to Chen Sheng.

…

Elder, you are back!

When Chen Sheng returned to Yao Lu, especially after Zhou Lie revealed that all the spiritual herbs needed to refine the Qianyuan Dragon and Tiger Pill were ready, the entire outer gate seemed to be boiling.

Not only the Medicine House, but also the various major channels in the outer sect, and even some beings in the inner sect, are all waiting to start the elixir refining furnace.

Once the Qianyuan Dragon and Tiger Pill, a top-level second-level medicine, is truly refined, the power of Yaolu's generation will be extremely terrifying.

"This trip has been going on for five months."

Ever since Chen Sheng left, Luzhu has missed Chen Sheng. Counting it day by day, it has been five months since Chen Sheng returned today.

For a monk, five months is not a long time, but she just missed it very much.

Face to face with the real master, the longing in her heart was completely dispersed, but turned into a substantive action, holding Chen Sheng's hand, with indescribable tenderness.

"It's my fault, I wasted time."

Chen Sheng didn't refute anything. He had a gentle face and a smile in his eyes. He could understand Lu Zhu's mood very well.
To be continued...