Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 429 All glory and decline are fleeting clouds; the people in this sect are all good.

After Chen Xu completed the mission of passing on the true teachings, he bid farewell to Ye Ningzhen.

After that, he visited Hong Xuanji again.

Ye Ningzhen even gave him directions to Hong Xuanji's cave.

Although Chen Xu did not formally become Hong Xuanji's disciple, he did obtain Hong's "Hong Family Purification Method," and Hong Xuanji promised to teach him the art of spiritual cooking.

Chen Xu naturally had to inform Hong Xuanji before leaving the mountain gate to undertake the mission of becoming a true disciple.

Inside Hong Xuanji's cave, the Golden Core cultivator in his wheelchair turned his head, revealing a withered face.

He smiled faintly at Chen Xu and said, "You've come."

Hong Xuanji always had an indescribable melancholy air about him, which made him seem less like a cook and sometimes more like a scion of a fallen noble family.

When Chen Xu met this Senior Brother Hong, he always felt that it was not as easy and natural as when he was with Master Mao.

This doesn't mean Hong Xuanji had any problems; it's just that everyone has a different temperament.

After understanding Chen Xu's purpose, Hong Xuanji didn't say anything more, but directly told him:
"Since one of your missions is to attend the Feast of Rare Treasures, I will give you a copy of 'An Introduction to Spiritual Cuisine'."

When you're out and about, take a look at this whenever you have free time. It may not make your cooking skills improve dramatically, but it will certainly be of some benefit.

If you can make a name for yourself at the Feast of Rare Treasures, I will reward you upon your return.

Hong Xuanji was a genuine person. Although he wasn't as witty as Master Mao, he was always willing to help when he could.

Chen Xu never expected that his trip would actually bring him some benefits.

I can't help but feel that everyone in the Shenji Sect is a good person.

He thanked Hong Xuanji, but Hong Xuanji waved her hand and said:

"I failed to break through, and now I am merely clinging to life."

What good is it to possess a skill if you take it to the grave?

Moreover, once we cultivators die, we may not even be able to be buried.

In the blink of an eye, it is common for true spirits to vanish into the long river of time.

"The rise and fall of dynasties are but fleeting illusions; you need not thank me, for this was all of my own volition."

He sat in a wheelchair, and in the courtyard of his cave dwelling, there was a pond of withered lotus flowers.

I don't know what kind of lotus it is, but although it is withered, its stems are straight and it stands upright in the pond without ever falling over.

Only the withered lotus pods drooped their heads, reflecting a few withered yellow lotus leaves in the pond, standing in silent contrast, seemingly eternal.

The pool water was deep green, exuding a subtle spiritual aura.

Reflecting on Hong Xuanji at this moment, the two become one.

Hong Xuanji seems to be a person who has many, many stories buried within her.

Chen Xu was somewhat at a loss for words, and after a moment of silence, he finally said:

"My senior brother said that rise and fall are all illusions. I don't need to thank you because everything comes from your heart. You wanted to do it this way, so you did it this way."

Do whatever you want, and don't worry about the outcome.

As for my senior brother Xie, he also followed my heart.

Whether my senior brother cares or not, he may not care, but I must care.

These words, at first glance, seem like sophistry, but in reality, they contain some profound truths.

Hong Xuanji looked over with a hint of surprise.

Chen Xu bowed to him and smiled slightly.

Hong Xuanji was stunned for a moment.

After that, Chen Xu took his leave.

At that moment, the sun was shining obliquely from the east, and the sun was slowly rising in the east.

The sky was vast, and the autumn air was crisp and refreshing.

As Chen Xu left Hong Xuanji's cave, the morning sun shone on his back, and a gentle breeze brushed past him.

What Hong Xuan saw was the boy's footsteps, full of vitality, seemingly with an infinite future.

He seemed to see a figure from years ago. It was many years ago, before he had experienced so much. Had he also seen such a figure back then?

Hong Xuanji couldn't quite remember, but as he sat by the withered lotus pond, watching that figure disappear into the distance, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the other side of the courtyard wall:

"Old Hong, are you having second thoughts? Look, yesterday I urged you to take on apprentices, but you refused."

Dawdling and procrastinating wastes time.

In the end, he didn't get the apprentice, but instead gained a junior brother.

Hey, having another junior brother is fine, but what's most annoying is that you have to teach him like an apprentice.

"Don't you feel like you're losing out?"

Hong Xuanji turned his head to the side and saw that the person standing on the courtyard wall was none other than Ge Xing.

This old rascal has the front door but insists on climbing over the wall.

He not only scaled the wall, but also shouted, "Old Hong, quickly release the formation, I'm coming!"

Before he finished speaking, Ge Xing waved his sleeve and leaped into the courtyard like a roc.

boom!
Suddenly, a thunderclap rang out from nowhere, and lightning flashed simultaneously.

Crack!

The lightning struck Ge Xing—

No, it's more like Ge Xing himself ran into this lightning bolt that appeared out of nowhere.

This was naturally the protective formation in Hong Xuanji's cave operating on its own. Who told Ge Xing to take the unconventional path?

He wouldn't use the proper front door; he insisted on climbing over the wall.

If the lightning doesn't strike him, who will it strike?

Ge Xing was struck squarely, his body instantly covered in soot, and he glared angrily at Hong Xuanji.

puff!
This was a small bolt of lightning that he spat out of his mouth.

"Pah, pah, pah!" Ge Xing spat out a series of small lightning bolts, his whole body numb with anger.

He glared angrily at Hong Xuanji and said, "Old Hong, you're not being fair! You didn't turn off the formation! Are you really going to attack me? Are we still friends?"

Hong Xuanji said helplessly, "You acted too quickly. Even if I wanted to shut down the formation, how could I possibly do so in time?"

His expression was innocent, and his demeanor was sincere.

For some reason, Ge Xing always had a feeling that this guy was doing it on purpose, deliberately trying to make a fool of him.

The two looked at each other, and after a moment, Ge Xing chuckled.

The usually stagnant Hong Xuanji has actually started to tease people. Isn't this the result of Lao Ge's efforts?
He knew that finding him a good successor was the best way to cure his lifeless state.

Although this successor is now a junior disciple, who told him to be so slow and indecisive?
My junior brother had no choice but to accept it!
After leaving Hong Xuanji's cave, Chen Xu went to see Ji Yang.

Ji Yang now lives in the disciples' courtyard where the outer disciples gather.

Although he was only an outer disciple, for Ji Yang, who originally had mediocre talent, this was a promising future that he never dared to dream of before.

After all, the Divine Mechanism Sect is a sixth-grade sect.

In Immortal City, a sixth-grade sect doesn't seem to be anything special.

But if this were in Bailiu City, a sixth-grade sect would be like heaven on earth.

Ji Yang never even dared to dream of an eighth-grade sect before, let alone a sixth-grade sect.

But for Chen Xu, being merely an outer disciple was far from enough.

Therefore, when he went to see Ji Yang, he appeared openly in front of many outer disciples and took out his token to reveal his identity.

This move was for no other reason than to indirectly support Ji Yang.

Having experienced this, the outer disciples now know that Ji Yang has powerful backers, and will naturally give him some leeway, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

This would prevent him from being ostracized or bullied simply because he was new to the area.

(End of this chapter)