The story begins with the bride marrying off her daughter, and the woman, at the age of one hundred,

The first rays of sunlight pierced the darkness.

Numerous rosy clouds and purple mists gathered together.

The observatory was shrouded in a hazy mist.

An old Taoist priest with white hair, dressed in a gray robe with wide sleeves, sat cross-legged, breathing in and out clouds of mist, like an immortal, untouched by the mortal world, living on the clouds and drinking the dew.

Three fluffy balls were lying at Changshou's feet; they were a round-faced fat chicken and two fox spirits.

One by one, they opened their mouths to swallow the purple mist of the morning glow, and soon, as if drunk, they shook their heads, staggered, and collapsed to the ground, fast asleep.

One after another, they snored loudly.

Chang Shou was already used to this.

Leaning against the big tree is good for the coolness.

It's not as simple as just saying it, nor is it just about providing cultivation resources; for example, the spiritual essence of high-level cultivators is also included.

My cultivation level is higher than that of the three fur balls.

During cultivation, they can share a bit of creation, which improves their cultivation efficiency.

However, in the past, the three furballs were not strong enough to absorb the Yin Moon Essence Qi. Only in the last two months have they been able to breathe in and out some Morning Glow Purple Qi.

The cry of deer rang out.

The century-old deer looked up at the observatory, its face full of longing and anticipation, but it couldn't eat the food, so it could only thrash its hooves and jump around anxiously below.

Changshou still didn't open his eyes.

With a mere thought, he separated a wisp of the rosy dawn and cast it downwards.

The old deer excitedly trotted its hooves and opened its mouth and nose to inhale the purple energy. Soon after, it let out a satisfied burp and lay down on the ground to fall fast asleep.

A short while later, the meditation ended.

The purple aura dissipated, and the purple mist vanished.

Chang Shou lowered his eyes and gazed at the old deer, his old eyes deep and profound.

Now that it has entered the bamboo grove, it is his spirit beast, so of course I will not mistreat it.

The Chang family has always been known for their kindness and generosity!

Moreover, the higher the old deer's cultivation level, the more precious its antlers become, and the more things it can do for itself.

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After finishing my training, I ate breakfast.

After casting the rain spell on the bamboo grove's plants, Changshou returned to the main hall and began reviewing yesterday's congratulatory gifts.

He took out two porcelain bottles.

They were gifts from Zhenli and the Patriarch, respectively.

Zhen Li's porcelain bottle contained a Replenishing Pill.

Chang Shou already knew this, but he didn't expect that there were twenty Yuan-Replenishing Pills in this bottle.

One pill lasts a month.

Twenty grains equal one year and eight months.

Thinking of this, Chang Shou beamed with joy.

Half of the wrinkles on his old face had disappeared.

He rubbed his right hand fingers together and looked at the porcelain bottle given to him by the patriarch.

He solemnly opened it, and a refreshing fragrance of medicinal herbs wafted out. Changshou subconsciously took a breath and immediately felt completely relaxed, as if every pore on his body had opened up.

The next moment, Chang Shou's body trembled with excitement.

really!!!

When the master craftsman makes a piece, it's guaranteed to be a masterpiece.

The fragrance alone increased his magical power slightly, and even strengthened his internal organs by three points.

He brought the porcelain bottle up to his eyes and examined it closely.

Good heavens!!!

Inside the porcelain bottle were thirty-three Yellow Sprout Elixir pills and thirty-three White Snow Elixir pills.

Sixty-six pills, which together form the number six, symbolizing good fortune and smooth sailing.

[Truly worthy of being called the Bodhi Patriarch]

[These ancient and immortal tycoons are incredibly wealthy; even a single hair on their leg is worth more than a hundred years' worth of collections by ordinary immortals.]

This is an even greater opportunity for me.

One Huangya Lingdan pill lasts for four months.

Sixty-six elixirs would take twenty-three years and six months.

If he refines it himself, and with his previous foundation and twenty Yuan-replenishing pills, he will be one step closer to the Human Immortal Dao Fruit, and may even have one foot in the threshold of Human Immortal.

Besides the elixir, Changshou took out the spiritual fruit.

This was a gift from my fellow Daoist Guangzhi. It will also help me in my cultivation, saving me from three months of arduous practice.

Chang Shou didn't rush to swallow or refine the spiritual object. He carefully put it away, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and silently pondered.

He had already been expelled from the Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave.

Even with monkey subsidies, we can no longer use the spiritual items from the Crescent Moon Three Star Cave as before. We need to open up more channels to obtain cultivation resources and increase revenue while reducing expenditure.

Perhaps we can devise some plans with Fellow Daoist Guangzhi.

Huangfengling Mountain is barren and lifeless.

Even with the help of the mountain fox clan, Fellow Daoist Guangzhi is still short of manpower.

My water magic is quite beneficial to plants and living beings, and can lend a helping hand to Fellow Daoist Guangzhi, enabling Huangfeng Ridge to recover sooner.

If I am willing to help, Fellow Daoist Guangzhi will definitely reward me and will not let me work for nothing.

However, it's not a business that can be rushed; it's better to have Fellow Daoist Guangzhi take the initiative to invite him.

Touching his chin, Chang Shou lowered his head in deep thought.

His gaze fell on the two raccoon spirits chasing and playing, and he quickly came up with an idea.

But you have to eat one bite at a time, you can't rush things, you have to plan slowly.

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The housewarming banquet ended on the third day.

The three furballs and the old deer were all trained and could take care of the plants in the yard on their own. Changshou finally began to refine the spiritual creatures.

He first ate the spiritual fruit given to him by Daoist Guangzhi. The fruit was crisp and the flesh was sweet and sour, like eating a green apple.

As energy enters the body.

Chang Shou closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, focusing on refining the spiritual energy.

Time flies like water.

Before we knew it, it was already early winter.

Early morning frost and mist, early chill and birdsong.

The clanging sound reached my ears.

Hearing the familiar chimes, Chang Shou smiled.

He pulled out a weed, told the three furballs to watch over the house, and with their eager eyes watching him, he rode the old deer straight to the entrance of the Crescent Moon Three Stars Cave.

The rule that Changshou made with them was that the old deer and the three furballs would take turns accompanying him to the Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave.

Although they cannot enter the Jade Terrace to listen to the Dao, it is still good for them to enter the Slanting Moon Three Stars Grotto-Heaven for a period of time, to absorb some spiritual energy, eat some spiritual herbs, and swallow some spiritual fruits.

Every little bit of benefit is a good thing.

Enter the Slanting Moon and Three Stars Cave.

Changshou handed the old deer to the young Taoist, and then skillfully entered the Listening Platform.

"Old Chang, over here!"

The monkeys did indeed reserve a spot for him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Changshou skillfully approached Sun Wukong, sat on the futon, and waited for the Patriarch to appear.

The fact that the monkey was valued by the patriarch was no secret within the Cave of the Slanting Moon and Three Stars; all the immortals and disciples knew it.

For this reason, the monkey was positioned extremely far forward this time, even further than Zhenli and the others, and closest to the Jade Terrace.

Therefore, Changshou is also ranked high.

Although he benefited from the monkey's fame, he felt no embarrassment whatsoever.

At his age, saving face is neither important nor unimportant; it mainly depends on what one values.

When the patriarch is giving a sermon, the closer you are to the front, the more good fortune you will receive, and Changshou will not waste the opportunity.

In the pursuit of the Way, face is meaningless.

Chang Shou remained calm and unaffected by the envious or resentful gazes of others.

Soon, the Bodhi Patriarch appeared silently.

He glanced at Changshou, glared at the monkey, then exhaled and began to preach, expound the Dharma, and impart his skills.

Flowers rained down from the sky, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground.

The entire hall was filled with auspicious signs and strange phenomena.

The immortals and disciples were instantly captivated, and Changshou quickly became immersed in it as well, skillfully comprehending the principles and refining the golden lotus.