Xiuxian, I have a high martial arts world

Chapter 72 Heading Northwest, Revisiting the Past

After hearing this, Cen Wushan's eyes became even more resentful.

Han Jihai talked for a long time until Cen Wushan couldn't help interrupting:
"Master, if you keep talking like this, you won't be able to come back tomorrow!"

Han Jihai then shut up and watched the two leave.

In an open space on Danfeng Mountain, Cen Wushan snapped his fingers and an ancient spiritual boat appeared.

He jumped up and asked Lin Chen:

"Junior brother, are you coming up?"

Lin Chen shook his head and took out the purple jade gourd from his waist.

The gourd suddenly became several feet wide.

After seeing the purple jade gourd, Cen Wushan felt envious again.

"The old man is so good to you! I asked for this gourd for a long time, but he was reluctant to give it to me..."

"Brother, follow me. If you don't have enough power, remember to tell me."

After saying that, the spirit boat took off into the air and headed northwest.

"Master, I'm leaving!"

After saying hello, Lin Chen also jumped onto the gourd and followed Cen Wushan closely.

The purple jade gourd is a superior flying magical instrument with an extremely fast flying speed.

Normally, in the late stage of Qi Refining, one can only fly two hundred miles in an hour.

But for Lin Chen, he can easily fly more than three hundred miles.

Cen Wushan and Lin Chen flew down one after the other, from the top of Changchun Mountain to a height of forty or fifty feet above the ground.

Then the two of them flew towards their destination in the northwest.

As for why they have to fly downwards, at an altitude of more than 8,000 meters, wouldn’t a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage feel cold?

We flew northwest for more than an hour.

Passing by two hills and a big river.

"Unconsciously, I have been in the world of immortal cultivation for half a year..."

"This is the first time I've been to such a far place since I joined Changchun Sect."

Lin Chen faced the wind and enjoyed the scenery along the way.

"Hey, this mountain looks familiar... Is it the mountain I passed by half a year ago?"

"Then this area is the land of Zhoucun?"

After practicing, Lin Chen’s eyesight improved greatly.

From high altitude, when passing through Zhoucun, I could roughly see the scene in the village.

Compared to half a year ago, it seems that a lot of new houses have been built in the village.

You can vaguely see a few half-grown children playing and fighting in the fields.

"I think it was the silk cart half a year ago that improved the lives of the villagers..."

Lin Chen thought to himself, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Half a year ago, he was just a ninth-level martial artist, an ordinary person.

In order to save his life, he fought with a group of cultivators who had not even reached the Qi Refining Stage.

Half a year later, he had almost perfected his Qi training, and his martial arts were approaching the level of a great martial artist.

If we encounter that group of Tribulation Cultivators again, we can easily destroy them.

"Time flies by so fast..."

Lin Chen sighed.

Cen Wushan, who was riding a boat ahead, slowed down and approached and asked:
"Junior brother, we have been flying for almost two hours, why not take a rest first..."

"There happens to be a village down below. Shall we go and ask for some water?"

Lin Chen nodded and said, "Okay, Senior Brother."

For a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining, flying for two hours straight would probably almost exhaust his magic power.

Since Lin Chen has demonstrated his cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi Refining, he naturally has to put on a good show.

The flight altitude gradually decreased and the two arrived in Zhoucun.

Cen Wushan was not afraid of strangers. He walked to the entrance of the village and said to the old man basking in the sun:
"Master, my junior brother and I are passing by here. Can you please give us some water to drink?"

The old man who was basking in the sun was stunned. He gradually lowered his crossed legs and squinted his eyes as if he wanted to see the two people clearly.

Suddenly, the old man jumped up and shouted:

"Fairy, there is a fairy in our village!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the young and old in the village, as well as the middle-aged men and women working in the fields, all gathered around.

"Oh my god, it's really an immortal!" "Quick, get some water for the immortal..."

For a moment, the whole Zhoucun was in chaos.

Cen Wushan gave a bitter smile upon seeing this; he just wanted to ask for some water to drink, but he didn't expect to cause such a big commotion.

Lin Chen also laughed secretly.

Thanks to Changchun Sect's good reputation, mortals within a thousand miles are not too afraid of the righteous monks.

Occasionally, a monk passing by would stop by to rest for a while and give some benefits to the villagers.

Lin Chen took the mountain spring water fetched by the villagers and took a sip. It was very sweet.

At this time, the fat boy who handed the water looked at Lin Chen carefully and suddenly asked:
"Brother Immortal, have I seen you before?"

"Nonsense, don't be fooled by the young appearance of the immortal... When he was cultivating, I, your mother, was probably not even born yet!"

The lady next to her pulled the fat boy to her side and secretly glanced at Lin Chen.

"Oh mom, why do you feel so familiar..."

Lin Chen was immediately amused after hearing this and reminded:
"Auntie, more than half a year ago, a group of robbers came to your village to slaughter people. Do you remember?"

"Remember, remember! Mother...you are the immortal master who saved our village half a year ago!"

As the old lady exclaimed, the surrounding villagers reacted one after another, kneeling and bowing to Lin Chen, expressing their gratitude.

Lin Chen stepped aside and did not accept the gift.

After Cen Wushan on the side found out the truth, he immediately gave Lin Chen a thumbs up.

"Good Junior Brother, you are indeed one of our generation!"

Lin Chen smiled but said nothing.

At this time, the fat boy who had spoken before was no longer afraid of people. He walked up to Lin Chen and asked:

"Brother Immortal, can I become an immortal like you?"

After hearing this, the villagers fell silent.

The child's mother was horrified. She pulled the little fat boy into her arms and apologized tremblingly:
"Master, the child is still young and doesn't understand."

"It's okay!" Lin Chen shook his head.

He looked at the fat boy with interest; he remembered this boy.

After killing that group of robbery cultivators that year, this fat boy also stared at him.

"What's your name, Fatty?"

"My name is Zhou Tieshan." the little fat man said loudly.

"Come on, stretch out your hand..."

Lin Chen held the spirit stone in his hand and put it into the little fat man's hand.

Then, a pure brown light flashed on the spirit-testing stone.

Lin Chen was stunned and glanced at Cen Wushan.

Cen Wushan was also stunned, muttering:

"Oh my god, I've already encountered a person with a single earth-type spiritual root?"

Lin Chen's eyes also turned serious. He thought for a moment and said to the little fat man:

"When you grow up a little bit, how about going to Changchun Sect, which is 400 miles away, to become my disciple?"

"If you come, I will lead you to Danfeng."

The little fat boy nodded in confusion, while his mother opened her mouth in surprise.

Lin Chen thought about it, then took out two bottles of low-level elixirs to nourish his body.

"Take one pill a month. It's good for the little fat boy."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he stopped paying attention and waved to his senior brother.

So the two of them took off again and flew towards the northwest.

On the way, Cen Wushan couldn't help but come over and asked:

"Junior brother, that's a single spiritual root genius, why don't you take him to the sect?"

Hearing this, Lin Chen glanced at him and asked:

"Brother, do you want to have more disciples?"

After hearing this, Cen Wushan shook his head and said:

"How is that possible? After Master accepted you, I'm afraid he won't accept any more disciples..."

“So, this matter is about fate. I am keeping your good intentions... In case Danfeng recruits new disciples in the future, I will have the upper hand.” Lin Chen said.

(End of this chapter)