Junior Uncle is too cunning.

"Reached?"

The pig, incompetent—no, it should be said that Sanjie opened his eyes in a daze, staring blankly at the white clouds in front of him.

In fact, ever since he made a contract with Pig Incompetent, Chen Fusheng had always felt that the name Pig Incompetent was too conspicuous and would not be conducive to his future development. So, after a series of material gifts and spiritual persuasion, he finally got Pig Incompetent to accept the new name that Chen Fusheng gave him.

Zhu Wuneng, whose nickname is Sanjie.

The "Three Admonitions" represent Chen Fusheng's deep expectations for Zhu Wuneng. Combining the performance of Zhu Bajie in Journey to the West, he summarized three pieces of advice for Zhu Wuneng.

First precept: Avoid impulsiveness. Being impulsive and easily angered is a major taboo in spiritual practice. Only by being cautious and prudent can one survive.

Second precept: Abstain from greed. Greed is endless and is not the way of cultivation. Leave a way out after the fact, and you will be rewarded in the future. Keeping a clear mind is the key to survival. As long as you have enough to eat, you will never run out of firewood. Greed will eventually lead you to become a pioneer of kingship. Remember the examples of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang. Accumulating grain and delaying the proclamation of kingship is the right way.

The third prohibition: Abstain from lust. Lust is a knife above one's head. Countless heroes and valiant men have ended up as ghosts at the feet of women. If you really think about it, after a hundred years, we will all become a pile of bones. Physical appearance fades, but inner beauty is the most beautiful.

Actually, Zhu Wuneng is quite happy to accept the name "Zhu Wuneng," at least it sounds better than "Zhu Wuneng" (meaning "incompetent pig").

As for the "three prohibitions," they were entirely imposed on him by Chen Fusheng. In the end, Zhu Wu was able to succumb to the name of "Wuliangye" because he couldn't do without Chen Fusheng's meal ticket. So, the "three prohibitions" are fine.

As for the meaning behind Chen Fusheng's "three prohibitions," I'm sorry, Old Zhu is really powerless to help, and can only do his best.

What do you mean by "hundred-year-old white bones"? I, Old Zhu, have never seen that. As for lust, I, Old Zhu, have been a virgin pig for tens of thousands of years. I've never even thought about that kind of thing, okay?

Over the course of several months, Sanjie discovered a major weakness in Chen Fusheng: his "talkativeness." As the saying goes, a talkative person dies from talking too much. Sanjie felt that he should take some time to subtly suggest that Chen Fusheng correct this weakness.

……

Perhaps it's true that the closer you get to home, the more timid you become. Chen Fusheng looked at the Lingbao Sect not far away. More than ten years had passed since they last met. It felt like he had been away for a very, very long time. He wondered how his master was doing.

Has Senior Brother Daolin returned yet?

Has Senior Sister Daoling emerged from seclusion?

And what about those two little ones, Xian'er and Ling'er? I wonder how they are doing?

Zhu Wu nudged Chen Fusheng on the shoulder with his hoof, "Hey, are you coming or not?"

"Oh~"

Chen Fusheng snapped out of his daze. "Let's go, of course we're going. Oh, and make sure you hide your demonic energy. Otherwise, if someone finds out, it'll implicate me."

"Oh~" Zhu Wuneng looked up boredly and took a sip of wine. "This Erguotou is not as good as Wuliangye. Luckily I'm back. Now that I'm back in the sect, I can drink wine." He lay on Chen Fusheng with a happy face, drooling incessantly.

Chen Fusheng looked at Zhu Wuneng's expression of not being afraid of the heat and felt a terrible headache coming on. Thinking about how Zhu Wuneng had guzzled away bottles of "Wuliangye" like a cow, he admired his own mental fortitude. If it were his senior brother Tianxing, he would probably be looking for someone in the underworld by now.

Just as Chen Fusheng was still a thousand miles away from the sect, a divine sense swept over quickly, and an inquiring voice came from his ear, "Which fellow Daoist has come to my Lingbao Sect? This humble Daoist Lingjing of Lingbao Sect greets you."

Chen Fusheng stopped in his tracks. He knew this was an inquiry into the approach of a strange immortal to the Lingbao Sect, a kind of inspection, since this was his first time returning to the sect after becoming an immortal, and he had actually forgotten this procedure.

"Is this Uncle Lingjing? I am Fusheng." Fortunately, he met an acquaintance. The other party was also an uncle of the same generation as his master, who had been in seclusion deep in the sect for many years, guarding the Lingbao Sect's formation.

"Fusheng? That junior disciple of the sect leader? When did you become an immortal? You wait, I'll have someone come and fetch you."

Lingjing's tone was full of surprise. Soon after, two celestial beings flew out of the sect. Upon seeing Chen Fusheng, Lu Dashan asked with a mixture of surprise and joy, "Is it really you? Junior Brother, I didn't expect you to become an immortal so quickly," his tone full of admiration.

"Good lad, not bad," Dao Chi looked at Chen Fusheng seriously and punched him hard in the chest.

Chen Fusheng was also happy to bow to Dao Chi and Lu Dashan. After ten years apart, he never expected that two familiar faces would be there to welcome him back to his parents' home.

Having successfully passed the test of the magic array, proving that Chen Fusheng was not possessed, he smoothly entered the sect. He glanced at Zhu Wuneng out of the corner of his eye, somewhat surprised, "I didn't expect his concealment technique to be so powerful, even able to hide from the sect's magic array. It seems that the protection system of my cave dwelling needs to be upgraded."

Lu Dashan glanced at Chen Fusheng and sighed inwardly. The new generation of disciples had already begun to become immortals, but he never expected that Chen Fusheng would be the first.

In their view, it would take at least another hundred years for the new generation of disciples to become immortals, including Feng Jiu of the Enforcement Hall and Lu Tian of Sword Peak...

These were all candidates for the next generation of immortals in their eyes. Chen Fusheng, in their opinion, was lucky to have risen to the top and become a disciple of the sect leader. He had a somewhat strange personality and spoke incoherently all day long. He had excellent weapon-refining skills and brewed good wine, just like the "Wuliangye" that was now priceless. Even they were tempted by it.

As for his breakthrough to immortality, they believe it will probably take several more years, and this is not just his opinion.

It wasn't until Lu Ling'er became a disciple of Dao Ling that he was surprised to find that Chen Fusheng was the one teaching her. He was worried at the time: could Chen Fusheng teach people?

Firstly, he himself had not yet become an immortal, and secondly, to be honest, Chen Fusheng's personality was such that he believed teaching others would only mislead them.

As he expected, Lu Ling'er only managed to cultivate to the fourth level of Dao Qi Refining in a year with her Xuanxian spiritual veins. He regretted it immediately and originally wanted to go directly to the sect leader to ask for a different teacher. However, news then spread that Chen Fusheng had refined the immortal wine "Wuliangye".

He thought about it and decided to wait a while longer. He would not look for the sect leader first, but discuss it with Chen Fusheng. This search lasted for more than ten years. Lu Ling'er was getting better and better, and could even be said to be very outstanding, second only to that Xian'er. Through Lu Ling'er, he also learned some things about Chen Fusheng. He slowly realized that it seemed that they had never really understood him all along. They were just looking at a person through other people's words, opinions and views. Alas, they were like looking at flowers through a fog.

All three were immortals and moved very fast. They arrived at the main hall in no time. At this time, there was Lingyu Zhenren, the sect leader of Lingbao Sect, Lingdong Zhenren of Fairy Peak, Lingjian Zhenren of Sword Peak, Lingzi Zhenren of the Law Enforcement Hall, and Lingjing Zhenren, the guardian elder...

Chen Fusheng glanced around and saw that almost all the immortals in the sect had arrived, some of whom he had never even seen before.

He respectfully bowed to Master Lingyu and the other elders, saying, "Fusheng greets Master and all my senior uncles and masters."

Master Lingjian laughed and praised Master Lingyu, "Senior brother, your disciple is truly amazing. I never expected that little fellow Fusheng would win first place."

Master Lingyu stroked his beard, his face full of smiles, his usual seriousness nowhere to be seen.

Lingzi Zhenren flew out, took out a compass from his sleeve, which was marked with yin and yang, and scanned Chen Fusheng's entire body. Finding no abnormalities, the usually cold-faced man smiled slightly and nodded, "Not bad, you've become an immortal, you're an adult now, but you still have to abide by the rules." After saying that, he flew over.

Chen Fusheng shuddered. This was terrifying; it would have been better if he hadn't laughed at all!

"Alright, get up. Prepare yourself properly. The Supreme Elder wants to see you in three days. Disperse." After saying that, he left. The other peak masters also left directly. The other elders and senior brothers also came over to say hello and congratulate him casually, which can be regarded as forming a good relationship. After all, they are fellow disciples and there will be a long time in the future.

Watching the departing crowd, Chen Fusheng sighed deeply. Dao Lin, who had appeared beside him at some point, asked, "Don't you feel the changes are happening too fast?"

Chen Fusheng nodded silently.

Dao Lin slowly said, "After all, you have become an immortal, so you are qualified to call me a fellow Daoist. Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, Dao comes first and friend comes second. Only when you reach the same level can you be qualified to be someone else's fellow Daoist."

The path to immortality is long and arduous; becoming an immortal is merely the beginning of cultivation. Junior brother, congratulations!

Chen Fusheng felt Dao Lin's advice, explanation, and deep joy, and solemnly bowed to him.

"Where are Xian'er and Ling'er?" Chen Fusheng looked around and, finding no trace of them, asked curiously. Given Lu Ling'er's love of lively occasions, she shouldn't be absent in this setting.

When talking about Lu Ling'er and Lu Ling'er, Dao Lin laughed heartily, his face full of satisfaction and pride. "The two of them went to the Weapon Refining Peak with Dao Ling some time ago to refine weapons in seclusion. They should be out in the next few days. If they know you're back, they'll be overjoyed."

"Oh, and thank you for taking care of me too," she said, patting Chen Fusheng affectionately, her eyes filled with emotion and satisfaction. The little boy from back then has really grown up!

"Second Senior Sister has emerged from seclusion? How is she?" Chen Fusheng asked excitedly.

"Yes, she just came out of seclusion a couple of years ago. She's a late-stage True Immortal. You can ask her for details."

When talking about his second senior sister, Daolin always spoke very little.

The tension between the two gradually cooled. Chen Fusheng looked at the long scar on Dao Lin's face and remained silent for a moment before asking, "Senior Brother, how are you?"

Dao Lin was silent for a moment, then smiled calmly. "Go to your master first. He's still waiting for you. I'll tell you about my matter later."

Looking at Dao Lin's back, he seemed more composed than before. Thinking about the long scar on his face, I felt that he was hiding a lot, a lot...