She is devoted to cultivating immortality

Chapter 126: Xumi Mustard Seed, Great Changes in the World

The food Xie Lian had ordered was quickly prepared and handed to her, and she weighed it casually.

As expected, the portion of each item was much larger than she had requested.

Before she left, Shopkeeper Huang politely saw her off in person, saying, "Thank you, Miss. Take care."

No wonder Shopkeeper Huang was so polite to her. The main reason was that the signboard of her shop "蜉蝣酒店" was written by Xie Lian. Not only Shopkeeper Huang's shop, but also the signs of many shops opened by mortals around the Xiuxian Market at the foot of the蜉蝣 Mountain were written by Xie Lian.

The main thing is that Xie Lian’s calligraphy is beautiful and elegant. Even people who don’t understand calligraphy can feel that his level is very high.

In addition, Xie Lian was usually kind to others and often took out money to help poor mortals. Although she had only been there for a month, her reputation in the surrounding areas of the Feiqi Market was still quite high.

Xie Lian was walking back slowly, carrying the roast chicken and beef. When he passed by the door of a tailor shop, he suddenly saw a group of people gathered there to watch the fun.

"Tsk tsk, the quality of this white fox fur is really good."

"I'm afraid it's a fox. Look at its eyes, it's so smart."

"Heh, can a spirit fox be kept in a cage?!"

Xie Lian leaned over to take a look. It turned out that a hunter had gone into the mountains and caught a little fox. He was going to sell it to a tailor shop, but they couldn’t agree on the price and the situation was at a stalemate.

Xie Lian saw the fox lying in the iron cage. It was snow-white and furry, with red eyes like the finest rubies. It was looking at him pitifully, revealing a lovable and weak temperament.

Xie Lian fell in love with this fox at first sight, mainly because she was reminded of the little fox Hu Qianli from Qingping Mountain.
Now she was alone and in need of a companion, so she couldn't help but ask, "How much is this fox for?"

"Since it's Miss Xie who wants to buy it, I'll give it to you. Half a month ago, you helped me pay for the medicine when my child was sick."

Everyone in the field knew Xie Lian. When the hunter heard that Xie Lian was interested in foxes, he immediately spoke.

The owner of the tailor shop next to him also said, "If Miss Xie wants it, then I won't fight for it."

Xie Lian smiled slightly and shook his head, “Business is business, and the money still needs to be paid.”

After saying that, she took out a few pieces of silver from her bosom, stuffed them into the hunter's hand, then borrowed the iron cage, said hello and left.

The hunter held the silver in his hand, looked at Xie Lian's receding back, and sighed: "Miss Xie looks much more celestial than the cultivators of the Ephemeral Sect. Why can't she practice cultivation?"

Several people around him echoed, "Who said it wasn't?"

Lianyue Shop
Tu Shanyue looked at her temporary new home curiously and felt a little relieved.

It can be said that a disaster of killing has been temporarily avoided.

If she, the daughter of the Demon King, died at the hands of a mortal and was skinned alive and made into a fur coat, it would be the funniest joke in the world.

"Come out, you will follow me from now on."

A gentle female voice sounded in Tu Shanyue's ears, and then a pair of big hands took her out of the cage and gently placed her on the table.

"Is this my "master"?
Tu Shanyue felt complicated as she looked at the beautiful woman in front of her.

On the one hand, she wanted to thank the other party for saving her from the hunter, but on the other hand, she felt a little ashamed and angry.

She, Tu Shanyue, was actually adopted as a pet by a mortal. This is a great shame, huhu
However, this mortal is really good-looking, and he smells really good, which always makes me want to get close to him.

From what people called her before, her last name seemed to be Xie
"You must be hungry, come and have some chicken legs."

Xie Lian tore off a chicken leg from the roast chicken and passed it to Tu Shanyue’s mouth.

drumstick!

Tu Shanyue smelled the tempting aroma and became excited all of a sudden. She quickly bit the chicken leg that was within reach.
Tu Shanyue has been on the run ever since he was injured and turned back to his original form. He has not eaten anything at all and is now extremely hungry.

Half a roast chicken went into her stomach without her noticing.

"belch--"

Tu Shanyue ate so much that her belly became round and she couldn’t help but burp.

"Ha ha.."

Xie Lian laughed out loud at Tu Shanyue's cute and naive look. Tu Shanyue screamed in embarrassment, which made her look even cuter.

The decision to buy this little white fox was indeed the right one. With the addition of this little guy, the usually deserted shop has become more lively.

"You're full, it's my turn to eat."

Xie Lian stroked the little head of the white fox, then started eating the bamboo leaf green tea and the cooked beef.

"This mortal looks so good even when he eats."

After a full meal, Tu Shanyue lay on the table and tilted her head to look at Xie Lian. She felt that Xie Lian was much more pleasing to the eye than any human cultivator she had seen before, especially the unique temperament in Xie Lian, which she had never seen before.

After staring at Xie Lian for a while, bored Tu Shanyue began to look around the room.

The room is not big, with only a counter, a table and a rattan chair. There are various small things on the floor, but although there are many things, it does not look messy at all.

There are pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the counter.

It seems that this mortal is a scholar.

Tu Shanyue thought to herself, and her eyes involuntarily moved to the framed paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall.

Thank you.

Tu Shanyue noticed the signatures on each painting and calligraphy, and only then did she know the name of the mortal who took her in.

Tu Shanyue has never been interested in boring calligraphy and paintings, but perhaps because of the mortal in front of her who made her want to get close to him, Tu Shanyue began to take an interest in carefully examining those calligraphy and paintings.

She stared at a landscape painting. She didn't feel anything at first, but gradually, Tu Shanyue felt that everything in front of her became illusory and unreal.

Flying birds, insects, fish, walking animals, human beings, mountains and seas... countless scenes flashed before her like a kaleidoscope of colors.

For a moment, Tu Shanyue's mind seemed to fly to a very high and far place, overlooking all living beings and ignoring the various aspects of human life.

In an instant, she seemed to become infinitely small, like an ant, crawling on the ground and looking up at the sky.

Sumeru mustard seed.

Changes in the sea.

"Huhu."

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like just a blink of an eye, and Tu Shanyue broke free from the painting.

She was breathing heavily, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

The so-called mortal was no longer in the house. He seemed to have gone out to collect the dishes and wash them.

Tu Shanyue's mind was still shaking violently.

What on earth had she just seen?
Tu Shanyue didn’t know.

But she could deeply feel the majestic atmosphere, myriad myriad things, and infinite wonderful principles contained in it.
In just a short while, her Dao heart seemed to have undergone a profound transformation, and even the injuries on her body healed by 20% to 30%.

Tu Shanyue couldn't believe it and wondered if she was dreaming.

She just glanced at a painting made by a mortal, but something strange happened that changed her mind and cured her injuries? !
This is too ridiculous!

Tu Shanyue's heart could not calm down for a long time, and she could not help but turn her head to look at the rest of the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

But this sight shocked her beyond measure.

On a painting with only a few strokes, Tu Shanyue saw the image of an extremely bright and vast galaxy slowly flowing before his eyes;
It was a piece of wild cursive calligraphy with sharp brushstrokes. Tu Shanyue almost felt so uncomfortable that she vomited blood after just one look at it.

In her eyes, every word, every stroke and every line in the cursive script seemed to transform into sharp and unparalleled sword energy, slashing straight towards her, making her scalp numb.

One picture.
Tu Shanyue was in great shock. She stared blankly at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, standing still.

Suddenly, a bare hand descended from the sky and gently stroked her fur.

"Shh-"

Tu Shanyue shrank into a ball instantly as if she had been electrocuted. She glanced at the gentle woman who had reappeared, then quickly hid her head in her arms, trembling all over.

She got it!

What else doesn't she understand now!
The one who saved Tu Shanyue was not just an ordinary mortal woman, but a peerless old monster who was hiding so deeply that no one knew how deep it was, okay? !
Being able to incorporate the great principles of the universe and the insights into the sword into her casual calligraphy and paintings, the cultivation of the woman in front of him must have reached an unimaginable and terrifying level. Perhaps even his father, the Demon King, was not even one-tenth as good as her.

wrong!

A flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to Tu Shanyue's mind.

This time, I was seriously injured, captured by a mortal hunter, and then rescued. Could it be that this person had planned all this in advance?

It is said that many great figures like to use all living beings as chess pieces, plotting one plan after another and playing tricks on the world.

The more Tu Shanyue thought about it, the more she felt that this was possible.

For a moment, I was so scared that I almost cried.

She, Tu Shanyue, is still just a little fox. She really doesn't want to be cannon fodder or a chess piece. Woo woo woo
"It's really weird."

Xie Lian looked at the white fox lying on the table, curled up in a ball, trembling and seemingly sobbing. He muttered to himself in confusion, “It was fine just now, how come it became like this in the blink of an eye? Could it be that it’s homesick?”

Xie Lian didn’t know what was going on. When she went out to wash the dishes, the little white fox came back and acted like a mouse seeing a cat. It curled up into a ball and shivered all day long.

There was such fear in her eyes that she looked like she was going to eat it.

Xie Lian just thought that the little white fox was shy and thought that maybe it would recover if he kept it for a few more days.

Mayfly Mountain is becoming more and more lively. The rays of light streaking across the sky overhead every day are like meteor showers, never stopping for a moment.

Xie Lian's shop's business was still neither good nor bad. The hustle and bustle outside seemed to have nothing to do with her, and she continued to live her quiet and simple life.

Now with the company of a little white fox, he doesn't feel lonely anymore. Instead, he feels quite contented.

"A mayfly is between heaven and earth, a grain of sand in the vast ocean."

As the last stroke came down, Tu Shanyue seemed to be in the boundless ocean, and her body couldn't help but tremble violently.

After a few days, Tu Shanyue had completely confirmed Xie Lian's identity as a peerless master.

Watching Xie Lian write and paint every day was like a complex experience of pain and joy for her.

Whenever Xie Lian wrote or painted, a hint of Taoism and the ultimate truth of heaven and earth would emerge from his pen and body. These Taoism and ultimate truths impacted Tu Shanyue's heart in waves, almost shocking her to numbness.

This is a supreme opportunity, but it is also filled with great danger.

This was mainly because the great principles displayed by Xie Lian were too magnificent and grand, and Tu Shanyue's heart of Taoism could not bear it all.

Although after a few days of baptism, Tu Shanyue's Taoism has risen several levels. But it is still not enough.

"I will just stay by her side for now. Even if she really has some plans for me, this opportunity to witness the avenue from time to time is something that can only be encountered once in a while. The key is that I dare not escape without her permission."

Tu Shanyue sighed inwardly, and was determined to stay with Xie Lian.

Xie Lian was quite satisfied with the calligraphy she had just completed. This was her best work in recent times.

After finding the tools and materials to frame it, Xie Lian prepared to hang it on the wall, which would add a touch of elegance to the shop.

She had just hung up the books when she heard an earth-shaking sound coming from the door, like thousands of swords being unsheathed at the same time, with a clear and loud sound.

The little white fox woke up suddenly and ran out the door.

Xie Lian also hurried out of the shop, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the strange sight in the sky.

I saw that the entire Mayfly Mountain had completely broken away from its original state of clouds and mist, and was emitting countless colorful rays of light, covering the entire sky like colorful satin, which was extremely magnificent.

At this moment, not only Xie Lian and the little white fox, but also countless cultivators and mortals at the foot of the Feixie Mountain were all looking up at this scene.

Someone in the know knows that "the birthday celebration of the ancestor of the Ephemeral Sect has finally begun"

The main hall of the Ephemeral Sect.

"The head of the Shanyue Sect, Ding Qing, and his disciples came to celebrate the birthday and presented a mid-grade magic weapon, five low-grade magic weapons, and twenty top-grade magic weapons as gifts."

"San Xiu Yu Hai San Ren came to celebrate the birthday and presented gifts."

As the welcoming disciples sang loudly, cultivators walked into the hall one after another. Each of them had a good cultivation base, and only those who had reached the late stage of foundation building were qualified to enter the hall.

An old man in a black robe with a stern demeanor sat in the middle of the hall.

The old man's presence made all the monks in the field dim, just like the bright moon in front of the stars, taking away all the light and enjoying everyone's admiration and flattery.

The ancestor of the Mayfly Sect, Zhenren Zhuzhao, a great monk at the peak of the Mahayana stage, is also the real protagonist of this birthday banquet.

Master Zhuzhao glanced at the whole audience indifferently, with no trace of joy or anger on his face.

Suddenly, the voice of the welcoming disciple became louder.

"Xuanshui Sect's Master Huang Ze and his disciples have come to celebrate your birthday!"

Hearing this voice, all the monks in the hall involuntarily looked towards the door.

The word "real person" is not given casually. Only those who have reached the Mahayana realm can be worthy of the title of real person.

Moreover, from the slightly expectant looks on the faces of many cultivators, it can be seen that this Xuanshui Sect's True Man Huang Ze is obviously a great Mahayana cultivator who is no less capable than True Man Zhu Zhao.

"Hahaha"

With a loud laugh, two figures strode into the hall one after the other.

"Zhu Zhao, your old friend who has lived with you for hundreds of years is coming to see you, and you're not going to get up and make room for him?!"

A short, pointed-faced old man in a blue robe stood proudly in the center, looking at Master Zhuzhao who was sitting in the main seat with a half-smile. I guess it was Master Huangze.

Behind Master Huang Ze, there was a handsome and elegant young man, who was obviously a gifted and talented person.

Zhenren Zhuzhao looked at Zhenren Huangze and said calmly: "You came to celebrate my birthday, but you didn't bring any birthday gifts?" Zhenren Huangze didn't say anything either, and directly took out a sandalwood box.

When it was opened, a strange medicinal fragrance immediately spread throughout the hall, cheering up many monks.

Someone with extensive knowledge recognized the pill and couldn't help but blurt out, "Longevity Pill!"

There was an immediate sound of people gasping for air in the arena, and countless envious eyes were fixed on the small box in Master Huang Ze's hand.

Even Master Zhuzhao's expression changed, and he snorted, "You've really invested a lot of money."

Master Huang Ze chuckled and said, "We have been friends for many years. How can I bear to see you pass away just after your birthday? I naturally have to think about you."

When everyone in the field heard this, they looked at each other and dared not speak.

It is extremely unlucky to say something like passing away to heaven on someone's birthday. I don't know if Master Zhuzhao will get angry on the spot.

But to everyone's surprise, Master Zhuzhao fell silent after hearing this, and then said calmly: "Give Master Huangze and his disciples a seat for me."

"Yes."

Immediately a disciple came up to make arrangements.

When Master Huang Ze saw Master Zhu Zhao's reaction, a complex expression appeared on his face. He sighed and sat down.

The hall was still bustling as always. Master Huang Ze sat in the second seat just after Zhu Zhao, drinking from a wine jug.

The handsome young man behind him whispered, "Master, judging from Master Zhuzhao's reaction, his condition seems to be worse than you guessed."

Huang Ze said sullenly, "I am sending you a gift this time. According to Zhu Zhao's usual temper, he will have to fight me for three days and three nights. Zhu Zhao and I have been fighting for hundreds of years. No matter big or small, we have to suppress each other in everything. But now he lets me humiliate him in front of so many people.
He was trying to give in to me, hoping that I would take care of him in the future.

He might have already arrived."

Master Huang Ze paused, seeming very reluctant to say the last few words.

"It's almost at the point of running out of fuel."

The handsome young man's eyes were shocked, and he murmured in disbelief, "A great cultivator at the peak of the Mahayana stage must live at least eight thousand years. Master, you once said that Master Zhuzhao was a genius of the same generation as you. Master still has plenty of life left, so why is Master Zhuzhao's life almost over?"

"Zhu Zhao has an extreme and stubborn personality. He encountered several disasters when he was young, and he survived all by relying on the life-saving secrets of the Ephemeral Sect. It must be because of those disasters that he burned a lot of his life. Moreover, the system we practice is the spiritual root system of the outer world, which is incompatible with this main world. Although the immortal way values ​​life and does not reject this practice system, this world will not help him, so many methods of prolonging life in the main world cannot be used."

"Then Master, is there no way to save Master Zhuzhao from this situation?"

The handsome young man couldn't help but ask.

Huang Ze smiled self-deprecatingly and said calmly: "Humans are like lamp wicks, and life is like lamp oil. The longevity pill I gave him can only extend his life for another five years. If he really wants to escape the fate of dying, Zhu Zhao can only find a way to break through to the Fuyao realm.

However, both he and I have been stuck at the peak of Mahayana for hundreds of years, and it is not easy to break through to the Fuyao realm.

I still have 500 years to live, so I still have some hope. Zhu Zhao’s remaining life span is no more than 20 years, so unless I encounter a great opportunity, it is impossible.”

The handsome young man had a complicated look on his face and sighed, "It seems that Master Zhu Zhao has also realized this. This birthday celebration is probably to create momentum for the Ephemeral Sect before his life ends.

Master Zhuzhao has good intentions. "

"From now on, there will be no old friends who will fight with me."

Master Huang Ze drank the wine in the pot silently, looking quite depressed.

At this time, someone was singing in the main hall: "All disciples of Master Zhuzhao have come to celebrate Master's birthday."

Five or six men and women with extraordinary temperament walked into the hall.

"These people are all disciples that Zhuzhao has accepted over the past hundred years. It seems that he has long been planning to pass on his legacy."

Huang Ze sighed.

One after another, these disciples presented the gifts they had prepared to Master Zhuzhao.

Some gave elixirs, some gave magic weapons, and some gave rare fruits. Soon it was the turn of the last disciple, a pretty girl who looked to be in her early twenties.

As soon as the girl stepped forward, she immediately caused many monks in the field to exclaim in admiration.

"Hiss, this little girl is so young, but she has already reached the Fake Dan realm?!"

"How old is she? How did she cultivate? She is indeed a disciple of Master Zhuzhao."

"I know this person's identity. He seems to be a rare and unique person with a natural spiritual root!"

"Even if he has a natural spiritual root, it is extremely remarkable to be able to cultivate a fake pill at this age. His future is limitless!"

Many cultivators were discussing this, and even Master Huang Ze was surprised. He turned to the handsome young man behind him and said, "Jingxuan, this person's aptitude is probably better than yours. Zhuzhao can be considered to have a successor."

Zhu Zhao Zhenren, who had been expressionless before, showed a look of relief for the first time. He looked at the girl and said approvingly, "Another breakthrough? Not bad, not bad."

"Master is turning 6,000 today. Yun Xi wishes Master eternal prosperity."

The girl respectfully handed over the gift she had prepared, an exquisitely designed wooden box.

Because the girl was outstanding, the gifts she gave also attracted a lot of attention, and everyone was curious about what she would give.

Countless eyes were focused on the long wooden box.

Master Zhuzhao casually opened the wooden box, and something appeared in front of everyone.

It seemed like a rolled-up painting, plain and ordinary, without any spiritual fluctuations.

"Um?!"

Everyone on the field showed a surprised expression.

Compared with the gifts given by other disciples, the gift given by Zhuzhao Zhenren's beloved disciple was too ordinary, and looked like an ordinary worldly thing.

Master Zhuzhao was also a little surprised, but he still picked up the calligraphy and painting, opened it, and glanced at it casually.

But when Master Zhuzhao saw the contents of the calligraphy and painting clearly, he suddenly stopped.

Zhu Zhao Zhenren seemed to have seen something that shocked him greatly. His expression changed from shock to confusion, then to fascination, and finally to bewilderment.
He seemed to be under a spell of immobilization, and remained in the same position of holding the scroll and looking at it, without moving a single muscle.

Ok? !

All the monks in the hall were stunned and didn't know what was going on.

What kind of calligraphy or painting did the girl give that made Master Zhuzhao react like this?

The originally lively birthday party fell into an eerie silence, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

I don’t know how long it took, but Master Huang Ze couldn’t help it anymore and wanted to ask.

At this moment, Master Zhuzhao finally moved.

He carefully put away the scroll in his hand, as if it were a treasure.

Then he looked at the girl in front of him with a complicated expression and slowly said, "Yun Xi, do you know why I want to accept you as my apprentice?"

The girl shook her head. "I don't know."

Zhu Zhao Zhenren said: "First, you have a natural spiritual root and your aptitude is extraordinary."

Many monks were confused and didn't understand why Master Zhuzhao suddenly said this.

"..Secondly, my time is coming to an end. I will die in ten years at most. I want to leave a legacy for the Ephemeral Sect before I die."

As soon as Master Zhuzhao said this, the whole audience was in an uproar and everyone looked shocked.

Is Master Zhuzhao approaching the end of his life? !
"Old man Zhuzhao, what do you want to say?"

Master Huang Ze finally couldn't help it and stood up to ask.

Zhenren Zhuzhao smiled slightly and threw something to him.

Master Huang Ze took it, and everyone saw that it was the longevity pill that Master Huang Ze had given him before.

"what do you mean?"

Master Huang Ze frowned deeply.

Master Zhuzhao stood up, flicking his sleeves, a smile gradually blossomed on his face, and the gloomy and old-fashioned air on his body also dissipated bit by bit.

He laughed out loud, and there was an indescribable sense of joy in his laughter.

"Because I don't need it anymore!"

"My disciple Yun Xi brought me this supreme opportunity."

"Today, on this day of my thousandth birthday, I will break through the Mahayana stage and enter the Fuyao realm!"

Every word that Master Zhuzhao spoke was as loud as thunder, shaking the hearts of everyone in the field.

The next second, a tremendous aura that looked down on the world suddenly rose from her body and soared into the sky.

The rolling spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed towards Zhuzhao Zhenren like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, the ceiling was falling and strange phenomena occurred frequently.

Huang Ze Zhenren opened his eyes wide, looked at this scene in disbelief, and murmured: "How is this possible?".
The sky at the top of the Mayfly Mountain seemed to have a hole in it, and countless spiritual energy from the heaven and earth poured down, turning into a rolling torrent and condensing into substance.

Dark clouds, thunder, colorful streams of light are like scattered flower language, and inexplicable Tao sounds are singing in my ears.
Tu Shanyue looked at the strange vision that almost covered the entire Mayfly Mountain, with shock and envy in her eyes.

Fuyao realm!
Someone has been promoted to the Fuyao realm.

The ancient immortal cultivation system of Tianwaitian·Lunzhuantian: Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, Shenhua, Mahayana, Fuyao, Yuhua, Dongxu, transcending tribulation, and ascending.
A Mahayana cultivator can take charge of a sect and become a figure like the sect's patriarch. The Fuyao cultivators are even higher up than them, corresponding to the True Immortals in the main world's cultivation system. In the entire Daqian Kingdom, oh no, there are not many Fuyao masters in the entire southern region. They are completely arrogant.

Soaring up to 90,000 miles, without suffering any hardship.
Tu Shanyue thought to herself, "I don't know which cultivator is so lucky. Could it be the Mahayana ancestor of the Yiqi Sect? If so, the Yiqi Sect will be able to flourish for another few thousand years, or even reach a higher level..."

“What a grand ceremony.”

A familiar voice sounded in her ears and Tu Shanyue turned her head.

A gentle woman looked in that direction for a few seconds, then turned around and said to herself: "It looks like it's going to rain, let's put away the clothes first..."

Tu Shanyue's heart was full of complicated feelings.

What a grand ceremony... Does this person mean he is disdainful?
Sure enough, her cultivation level is far more than just Fuyao.

Could it be an ancient immortal from the main world? One that transcends the laws and restrictions of all realm systems?
Tu Shanyue didn't dare to think any further, as she couldn't reach such a realm even if she looked up.

She could only follow the woman obediently and be an obedient little fox.

On his 6,000th birthday, Zhuzhao, the founder of the Ephemeral Sect, achieved a breakthrough to the Mahayana stage and was promoted to the Fuyao stage? !
This news was too shocking, but it really happened, and the promotion was witnessed by countless monks who were guests celebrating the birthday.

It took a day and a night for Fuyao to be promoted, and afterwards Zhuzhao Zhenren’s 1,000-year-old birthday banquet was directly changed into a viewing ceremony for the promotion method.

The entire Ephemeral Sect was filled with jubilation. It was a great joy that their ancestor had become a cultivator at the Fuyao Realm and could protect the sect for thousands of years, and could even lead the sect to even more glorious heights.

The other monks were extremely envious.

Master Zhuzhao just said that he didn't have much time left, but he was promoted to Fuyao right away. This is just a joke.

It can be predicted that after the promotion of Master Zhuzhao, the pattern of the cultivation world in Daqian Kingdom will definitely change.

Even the True Immortals in the Main World would notice this.
The Mayfly Sect is destined to prosper!

I must get closer to the Mayfly Clan from now on.

Countless monks thought this in their hearts.

At the same time, in a secret room of the Mayfly Sect.

True Man Zhu Zhao and True Man Huang Ze were staring at each other, while Yun Xi and the handsome young man Bai Jingxuan were standing aside.

"What the hell is going on? How did you suddenly advance to the Fuyao realm?!"

Huang Ze still couldn't believe it, as if he was dreaming, but the unfathomable Zhu Zhao in front of him seemed to be telling him clearly that all this was real.

Zhu Zhao's expression was calm, but his brows could not hide his pride.

“I’ve told you thousands of times that both you and I have been stuck at the peak of Mahayana for hundreds of years. We have accumulated enough. What we lack is an epiphany, an opportunity, a chance.

Now, my opportunity has come, and promotion is a natural outcome."

Huang Ze shouted anxiously: "Show me that painting!"

Master Zhuzhao smiled and said, "That was something my disciple Yunxi gave me. Why should I show it to you?"

"you"

Huang Ze was so angry that his face turned red and he couldn't speak.

Before, he felt sorry for Zhu Zhao’s approaching life span, lamenting that he would lose an old friend in the future, and even took out his treasured longevity pill to give to him. However, he did not expect that this old guy would be promoted to Fuyao in a blink of an eye, and his cultivation strength and life span were far ahead of his own, which made him psychologically unbalanced and really infuriated.

"Ha ha.."

Seeing that Huang Ze was extremely angry, Master Zhuzhao could not help but laugh triumphantly, and then said: "You are willing to take out all the longevity pills, you still have some conscience, it's not impossible for me to show you the painting."

Huang Ze was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Hurry up, what are you waiting for, do it now."

"But you can't watch it for free. You have to bring something out in exchange."

Master Zhuzhao said slowly.

Huang Ze was furious, "You don't even want the longevity pill, what else do you want from me?"

Zhuzhao Zhenren pointed at Yunxi who was standing beside him and said, "You have seen that my disciple has already made a fake elixir, so I want a bottle of Xuanshui Zhenlu from you, which will help her condense the golden elixir."

Xuanshui Zhenlu is the top-grade elixir for cultivators to reach the Golden Core Realm. It can greatly increase the success rate of condensing the elixir. There is nothing wrong with Zhuzhao's reason.

But Huang Ze still jumped up immediately.

(End of this chapter)