Author: Lu Hezai

Green bricks and tiles, pavilions, pavilions, and pavilions are dotted with lush spiritual grass, and there is a bright poetic and painting atmosphere everywhere.

In the courtyard, there was an old figure, his eyes were unruffled, and there was a dead silence, showing no sign of being affected by the environment.

Zhou Lie knew the teacher's intentions and wanted to help him get out of his sadness through the interaction between man and nature. However, after learning that Zhou Huang's grudge was settled, he thought about it even more.

"Empty and nothing, living is just a moving body."

When Chen Sheng saw this scene, he felt very uncomfortable. Zhou Lie was aging not only physically, but also mentally. There was no hope, he was gray, and he naturally lost his vitality.

He may also enter this state one day in the future. When everything disappears, immortality will become a kind of illness.

"Teacher, I've made you tired."

Chen Sheng's arrival put a touch of color in Zhou Lie's empty eyes. Looking at this figure, he felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

Throughout his life, he was incompetent in both literature and martial arts. After he got Zhou Huang, he thought he could share some of his burdens with his teacher, but he failed again.

As a disciple, he really failed.

"I have never asked you for anything, nor have I asked you to amaze the world. As long as you spend your life peacefully, I will be satisfied."

Chen Sheng is an immortal person and has already satisfied his greatest desires. He regards many things that ordinary people can't forget very lightly.

He didn't ask Zhou Li to be invincible for a lifetime and spread his fame, nor did he ask Zhou Li to collect cultivation resources for him and act like a cow or a horse.

This disciple who has been raised since childhood plays the role of a teacher and a father. He hopes that this child will be healthy throughout his life.

Even in the current situation, he still had this thought. As long as Zhou Lie was healthy and happy, that would be fine.

"Disciple, I will work hard."

Zhou Lie nodded. Even though he found this request very difficult, since the teacher wanted him to be happy, he had to work hard to be happy.

"I feel bored. Ask your mistress to cook you a good meal. When you were a child, didn't you always like her cooking?"

Chen Sheng knew Zhou Lie's situation. He was respected as the ancestor in his family and had many descendants who admired him, but none of them could express their sorrow.

There was only Yaolu, and he and Lvzhu were the only ones Zhou Lie could rely on.

"When I was a child, I remember it and always remember it."

There was a trace of nostalgia in Zhou Lie's eyes. It was really an extremely happy time, and he didn't have to worry about anything.

Now he has many things, and the authority in the medicine house is envied by countless people, but he can't be happy no matter what.

"Regain this happiness and don't be pessimistic."

Chen Sheng patted Zhou Lie on the shoulder with a little force, as if he wanted to pass on this firmness to this disciple who had a rough second half of his life.

He can give Zhou Lie authority, training resources, and offensive weapons, but he really has no means to make the other party come out.

This life is ultimately yours and no one else can interfere. Only when you feel comfortable can you truly understand your thoughts.

After coming out of Zhou Lie's place, Chen Sheng thought for a while and walked into the book collection area of ​​Yaolu. He looked through the alchemy classics and chose a recipe for "Little Holy Grass Pill" and asked his subordinates to prepare the elixir.

Grass.

Afterwards, he entered the secret room and planned to break through to the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Over the years, he has focused exclusively on the alchemy path. He has his responsibilities, but he has also focused on studying, delaying his practice.

Now that the progress on the alchemy path has stagnated, the magic power has naturally overflowed, and it is time to break through.

"What suits you is the best."

What Chen Sheng has been practicing so far is the Health Preservation Sutra. This Qi refining method has a very sound foundation. The magic power he cultivates is neutral, peaceful, solid and pure, which is extremely good.

Of course, it is not without its shortcomings, but for more than a hundred years, he has been trying it with his own body and has made countless modifications to this health-preserving scripture, which has been tampered with beyond recognition.

It cannot be said that the health-preserving sutra he is practicing now is the highest method, but it is definitely the most suitable and suitable for him.

As soon as he performed it, the exercise route running through the Health Sutra was activated instantly, absorbing a steady stream of spiritual energy from heaven and earth towards the outside world.

"Rumble..."

In the secret room, Chen Sheng's body was blooming with brilliance, and the spiritual energy gathered around him floated like smoke, making him appear as divine and ethereal and majestic as the sky.

The surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth penetrated through his mouth, nose, and ears, walked a circle of skills, turned into solid mana, and fell into his dantian.

There was a dense mist in his Dantian, and a small lake accumulated underneath, with mana constantly dripping like raindrops.

As the endless mana continues to be replenished, the edge of the small lake gradually expands.

This situation lasted for a day and a half, and finally reached a limit.

The mana in Dantian became active all of a sudden, like an extinct volcano coming to life, changing.

"boom"

The energy in Chen Sheng's body was also rising, and it reached a limit, but was stopped.

That is the pass in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

With a calm mind, he concentrated on running the Health Preservation Sutra and allowed the accumulated mana to be wasted in the attack on the pass.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a roar, but the barrier in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm was broken, and his mind and spirit jumped into a new world.

"It's hard to practice, it's hard to build the foundation, and it's hard to pass the test."

After Chen Sheng broke through to the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, he felt a little happy and returned to normal.

He could feel the limitations of his qualifications. For cultivators without talent, it would be too difficult on this road to immortality.

Fortunately, when he came here, the sky and the earth were thick, and his body was blessed with supernatural powers, which prevented him from turning into a pile of bones when he was in the Qi Refining Realm.

He stood up and walked out of the secret room. Although he had restrained his breath, there were still traces of the breakthrough.

"In the middle stage of Foundation Establishment Realm, you are just like me."

Luzhu was fine and was waiting boredly outside the secret room. When he saw Chen Sheng breaking out of the seclusion, his eyebrows suddenly curved up, with a smile full of smiles, like willows in the spring wind, giving people a soft and graceful look.

A feeling of harmony.

"Your talent is slightly better than mine, so you can spend more time practicing."

A smile appeared on Chen Sheng's face unconsciously, but because of Zhou Lie's incident, his feelings about life, separation, and death deepened, and he couldn't help but say something.

"I don't have a firm heart to seek the Tao. My qualifications are only above average. If I can build the foundation, I'm quite satisfied. It's not good to force too much."

Luzhu is self-aware, and she is able to achieve the foundation-building realm with some luck and God's mercy. She doesn't have too many obsessions with the path.

She felt that it was great to be able to stay by Chen Sheng's side and be safe in this life.

"It's up to you..."

Chen Sheng didn't know whether to feel happy or smile bitterly. Lu Zhu's mentality was very good, but his obsession with cultivating immortality was not strong.

I think it's because knowing about immortality is too elusive, so it's better to live in the present and be free and easy.

He said no more, this kind of life is actually quite good.

…

"Elder, the spiritual herbs you asked me to prepare have been gathered."

No one dares to slack off on what Chen Sheng told him before retreating, and he has already done it.

The visitor's attitude was extremely respectful, and he was holding a storage bag in his hand, which contained the spiritual herbs needed to refine the Little Holy Grass Pill.

"good."

Chen Sheng collected the things and walked to the alchemy room, intending to refine a furnace of small holy grass pills.

He rarely refines first-level elixirs, but this time he prepared them for Zhou Lie, so he was very careful and careful.

This little holy grass pill is a life-extending pill. It is a first-class high-grade pill. It is complicated to refine and uses a lot of materials, but it is very effective and can extend the life of a monk in the Qi Refining Realm by ten years.

"Buzz..."

In the alchemy room, the fire was burning brightly. The lid of the rainbow trout furnace was set off by the upward fire, and the mouth of the furnace was bright red, like a world in fire.

Chen Sheng opened the storage bag, and each kind of spiritual grass was put into the alchemy furnace one after another, and was licked by the flames to burn away the excess impurities.

The world inside the furnace is like a nine-story pagoda, with layers of flames, and various kinds of spiritual grass, which have been burned away and turned into a clear appearance.

Roughly counting, there are hundreds of kinds, flowing with gleaming brilliance, like amber glass, unstained by dust.

Under the illumination of the fire, Chen Sheng's cheeks were like red jade, and he looked as bright as a god. Every move he made showed the charm of calmness and ease.

He has practiced the eight methods of fire control to an extremely advanced level. There is no pressure to refine the second-level elixir, and there is no problem with the first-level Little Holy Grass Pill.

Every spiritual grass was refined by him to its most pure state. From the perspective of a second-level alchemist, it was perfect.

"That's it, pharmacological integration can be carried out."

Chen Sheng refined this furnace of Little Holy Grass Pill with great care. He made sure that there was no trace of impurities in the refining of the Holy Grass. He made sure again and again before proceeding to the next step.

"Buzz..."

With a thought in his mind, various spiritual herbs began to blend together, and threads of mysterious energy emerged, possessing thousands of possibilities.

What the alchemist has to do is not to allow pharmacology to interfere randomly and move forward in the optimal direction.
To be continued...