Immortal of Eternal Life and Endless Ages

Chapter 39: Gather less and leave more
The fact that Zhao Miaoyan was accepted as a disciple shocked the entire Zheng family.

Although I learned from Taoist Shuimu that Taoist Tanjiu had only reached perfection in Qi training.

This still makes many family members envious.

Even they usually don't get any care from their elders.

At least one must have twenty strands of Dao rhyme at the lower level of spiritual roots to get the attention of the family.

All in all, their situation is worse than Zhao Miaoyan's current situation.

Qingfenglin Dojo.

Taoist Shuimu is speaking:

"In recent years, Brother Tanjiu has accepted the invitation of the Eight Directions Dao Alliance and came from the northern border to become their guest steward."

"As a result, not long after I came to the East Pulse Territory, someone happened to mention you, and your name and Taoist name are the same as his, so he came to me..."

"To some extent, this is indeed your destiny, Shuihuo."

Fang Sheng sighed with a smile.

He picked up a Taoist card, became an immortal seedling, made a name for himself by brewing wine, and the wine-loving Taoist returned to the East Pulse...

Without any of these links, the current situation would not have happened.

Zhao Miaoyan scratched his head with a silly smile on his face.

"If it weren't for Brother Fang, I probably wouldn't have this opportunity. I was ready to fight, and we might even end up fighting."

He had a clear understanding of himself and secretly remembered Fang Sheng's kindness in his heart.

Fang Sheng disagreed and said:
"I just went with the flow and said a few more words."

"No need to be modest. Brother Greedy Wine is willing to accept you as a disciple. Your words of matchmaking are also very important."

Taoist Shuimu smiled with relief.

He took out a sandalwood box and handed it to Zhao Miaoyan.

"The family is pleased to see you become my disciple. This is a gift to you... In addition, since you probably can't afford the tuition, the head of the family has prepared some for you..."

"Wow!"

Zhao Miaoyan's eyes lit up.

Fang Sheng looked at Taoist Shuimu's arm, feeling vaguely that there was something out of harmony with it, and sighed inwardly.

In the previous battle with the He family, Taoist Shuimu also went to the battlefield.

Although his life was not in danger, his right arm was chopped off by an elder of the He family with a flying knife.

After the battle, the right arm was quickly reattached.

So far, there is no hindrance to movement.

It's just a little awkward and requires a long time to get used to.

"Among the four major stages of foundation building, Shuimu may not be able to pass the physical stage in the future."

"In order to build a foundation, the body must be flawless. This kind of connected limbs can only ensure that life is smooth. When it comes to practicing fighting skills, the meridians will be blocked..."

Unless, use the third-level elixir to continue.

Only in this way can the potential for foundation building be retained.

However, where could the Zheng family get that kind of third-level elixir?

After this battle, the only one left in the Zheng family who could build the foundation was Zheng Chilong from Taihua Immortal City.

Once he fails to build his foundation, the Zheng family will completely lose the opportunity to become a foundation-building family.

A few days later.

After enjoying the hospitality at Zheng's house, the drunken Taoist returned to the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance drunk.

Before leaving, he also took Zhao Miaoyan with him.

Before leaving, Zhao Miaoyan brought a lot of things.

There were also several bottles of spiritual practice elixirs among them, which were part of the Zheng family's gift. He wanted to leave them all for Fang Sheng to practice.

Fang Sheng chuckled and took out a jar of sour wine he brewed himself.

"Let's drink together again if we have a chance in the future. Let's make the wine taste better..."

"I think the wine I brew is really not bad to drink..."

Zhao Miaoyan touched his head and boarded the drunken Taoist's small flying shuttle.

Watch the old friends of this life leave and go to a wider world.

Fang Sheng looked back at the Qingfeng Forest.

It’s really deserted now.

At that time, the thirty immortal seedlings filled Qingfeng Forest to the brim. In the middle of the night, one could often hear people laughing and joking with each other on their way back after completing their tasks.

Now there is only Ao Yueru left, who I have more contact with on a daily basis.

The few remaining people only knew each other's names and had met each other before, but they didn't have much of a relationship.

"In life, we are always together less and apart more."

Fang Sheng shook his head and went to the Alchemy Hall to start a new month of alchemy.

Come down this time.

Ao Yueru has already started trying to make the elixir.

Although he could only refine some low-grade pills, such as the Bigu Pills.

However, she is also a qualified alchemy apprentice. It is this little girl who has been staring at her back and sighing for no apparent reason recently.

It's like being struck by evil...

……

Another two months passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Fang Sheng had just arrived at the Alchemy Hall.

Then he saw that all the Zheng family alchemists had solemn expressions on their faces, and they all looked troubled.

"Master Cangshui, what happened?"

He asked a beautiful female alchemist.

Master Cangshui is over thirty years old, but she is still charming and has a plump figure. She always likes to tease and play tricks on others. She is a charming but not coquettish person.

At this moment, she lowered her eyebrows:

"Chilong, he...he failed in building his foundation."

"Also, Senior Xingyun has decided to retreat to achieve a breakthrough, so the 100th birthday party in three years will not be held."

Fang Sheng understood immediately.

For the Zheng family, these two pieces of news are worse than the other.

For the whole day that followed, the Zheng family was immersed in a huge blow.

Some people criticized Zheng Chilong for wasting precious foundation-building pills.

That was made by the Zheng family master using a secret method, which consumed twenty years of his lifespan...

Moreover, so many tribesmen have sacrificed their lives for this pill.

Some people simply sighed, knowing how difficult it is to build a foundation.

"It's normal to fail once."

"We failed this time, but we will try again next time. With the protection of the Foundation Establishment Pill, the Red Dragon's meridians were not damaged by the breakthrough. We are very lucky..."

It is said that this was the intention of the head of the family, Zheng Jinli.

After just a few days, the internal disputes within the Zheng family subsided.

The ship is already finished, and there is no point in talking more.

Most members of the Zheng family understand this principle.

In contrast.

Of the two pieces of news, Fang Sheng was more concerned about the other one.

……

Yuzhu Lake Dojo.

"Xingyun is not holding a 100th birthday party. I guess I won't be able to see this old friend for the last time."

Niu Dan was still sitting by the lake fishing.

He looked older than he had a few years ago.

The white hair became dull and withered, the teeth began to fall out, and the body functions continued to deteriorate.

Even the magic power in his body began to dissipate, and his realm was slowly dropping.

For cultivators, this is a sign that the end is near.

Fang Sheng sat next to him, accompanying him quietly.

At this time, there is nothing more that can be done.

In a trance, I seemed to have returned to my previous life and heard the passing of Changsheng.

Niu Dan noticed the dull atmosphere, opened his old mouth, revealing his shriveled gums, and laughed freely:
"Everyone will die one day, don't be sad."

"Besides, I'm not going to die soon, I can still live for a few more years..."

"Well, how about playing chess?"

Fang Sheng picked up the chess piece on the table.

Niu Dan waved his hand:
"Forget it, forget it. Playing chess with you is boring. I always win."

"When it comes to chess, the newcomers always beat the old ones."

"I always win against you, which means you are letting me down."

Fang Sheng heard this and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled:
"You discovered all this."

"You little kid, am I stupid to act like an old man?"

"Then I won't let you. I'll be serious."

"Well, then you can come..."

The lakeside of Yuzhu Lake is peaceful and green with a gentle breeze.

Layers of delicate ripples appeared on the water surface, as if they were the most delicate brushstrokes of nature.

There was only a crisp and rhythmic knocking sound, like a clear mountain spring falling into a deep pool, penetrating the surrounding tranquility and slowly coming out from the lakeside...

A month later.

Another bad news came.

The ancestor of the Zheng family passed away in Taihua Immortal City...

(End of this chapter)