Junior Uncle is too cunning.

when……

when……

when……

"What's wrong now? Can't you get a good night's sleep?" Zhu Wuneng stomped his legs, extremely angry, and a strong smell of alcohol emanated from his mouth.

Chen Fusheng covered his nose and quickly ran out of the cave. "I'll go check first. You take care of the house."

Zhu Wuneng's thunderous snoring had already begun.

He casually tidied his clothes, then lowered his head and thought to himself. This time the bell rang three times, so there must be something important to tell him. There must be quite a few people coming. The early stage of the Heavenly Immortal realm seems a bit too low, which doesn't fit the continuation of the plot.

He made a few hand seals, loosened his cultivation level slightly, and raised it to the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm. He then concealed his other cultivation levels, nodded, and flew towards the sect's main hall.

Upon entering the main hall, he saw quite a few familiar faces. He nodded to Feng Jiu, Lu Tian, ​​Tian Xing, and the others, then slowly stood behind Dao Lin, Dao Ling, and the others. Seeing that his master Ling Yu and several senior uncles had not yet arrived, he quietly asked Dao Lin, "Senior brother, is there any inside story? Tell me."

Dao Lin glanced at Chen Fusheng speechlessly. "Does he even know how to choose words? Why make it so complicated?"

"It has something to do with you. Listen carefully later to find out the details."

"You shouldn't leave things unsaid!"

Seeing that Dao Lin remained unmoved, she made a mental note of his actions.

Hehe~ Hehe~

Chen Fusheng glanced at Lu Ling'er behind him, somewhat embarrassed and angry. "What are you laughing at? So happy? Tell your martial uncle about it."

"No, nothing, I just wanted to laugh, hee~" Lu Ling'er couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh again.

"Since you're so happy, it seems like yesterday's workload was a bit light. Let's add another hundred repetitions."

"Ah~, Uncle-Master, I..."

Ling Xian'er rolled her eyes and tugged at Lu Ling'er, fearing that if things continued like this, she might get caught in the crossfire.

With the arrival of several peak masters and True Person Lingyu, the Nth meeting of the Lingbao Sect officially commenced. Among those present to provide guidance were True Person Lingyu, the sect leader of the Lingbao Sect; True Person Lingjian, the peak master of Sword Peak; and True Person Lingdong of Fairy Peak…

Just as Chen Fusheng was thinking about a serious news report, he was elbowed by Daolin. Although it didn't hurt at all, he had to make the right expression. He hissed in pain, his face was full of serious listening, and he nodded from time to time.

Dao Lin didn't even bother with him. "It's your turn. Listen carefully, or don't ask me anything later."

Master Lingyu continued, "This trial will be conducted together with disciples from other major Daoist sects. I hope you can enhance the prestige of our Lingbao Sect."

This time, they were divided into three teams, one for those who had returned to the Void Realm and one for those who had reached the Dao Immortal Realm.

The Returning to Emptiness team is led by Dao Ling, and the members are Ling Xian'er, Lu Ling'er...

The Daoist Team is led by Daoist Chi, and its members are Yang Fugui, Ge Yu, and others.

The Celestial Team is led by Dao Lin, and its members are Chen Fusheng, Feng Jiu, and Lu Tian...

We will depart for Donghai Town on time in three days. Alright, everyone, disperse.

"Donghai Town?" Chen Fusheng followed slowly behind Dao Lin and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Senior Brother, why is it Donghai Town?"

"What's wrong? Is there something amiss?"

"No, it's just a bit strange. Isn't Donghai Town a market town? What are we going there for a trial? Are we going to fight with other sects?"

With a "smack," Chen Fusheng was slapped on the back by Dao Ling, who said irritably, "Speak properly!"

"The meeting place this time is set in Donghai Town. All the sects participating in this trial will gather there first, and then go to the East China Sea coastline together. That will be the final trial location."

"The East China Sea coastline? Are they using sea creatures for trials? That's dragon territory, isn't it? Why would they choose that location?"

“It is indeed quite strange,” Dao Ling said, looking at Dao Lin with a puzzled expression.

Dao Lin shook his head, a hint of confusion in his eyes, and said with a wry smile, "I don't know either, I just heard that it was decided by the Qingwei Sect."

"Qingwei Sect?" Dao Ling and Chen Fusheng exclaimed in unison, exchanged a glance, and fell silent, each lost in thought.

The Qingwei Sect, also a branch of the Chan Sect, is a true major sect, ranking among the top five within the Chan Sect and even within the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent. Although the Lingbao Sect is not bad, it is at most a lower-middle level within the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent and is not at the same level as the Qingwei Sect.

"How could such a minor trial attract the attention of the Qingwei Sect?"

Chen Fusheng felt a little uneasy. He knew that the demon race and the dragon race wanted to form an alliance. At this time, arranging a trial, especially with the Qingwei Sect leading the way, meant that something important must have happened. He guessed that the trial was just a pretext!

After chatting casually with Dao Lin and the others for a few minutes, Chen Fusheng returned to his cave with a solemn expression, feeling more and more that this trial was not simple.

Zhu Wuneng noticed Chen Fusheng's unease, wiped his mouth, and asked, "What happened? Why are you so upset?"

Although it's not visible on the surface, as a contracted spirit beast, he can directly sense some of Chen Fusheng's inner thoughts.

Chen Fusheng glanced at Zhu Wuneng and talked about the trial.

Zhu Wuneng glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Is this what's causing your mood swings?"

"Hmm? Isn't that important?"

"Tch, the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is. What are you afraid of? You're just a little 'celestial being' right now. Since your master didn't tell you, it means there's no need for you to know. Don't worry about whether there are hidden meanings or not. Just be yourself."

Besides, since even the Qingwei Sect has intervened, whatever happens afterward, the Qingwei Sect will take responsibility. What business is it of yours, a mere Celestial Immortal? The Qingwei Sect is no ordinary sect; I've heard of its formidable reputation even among the demon race. So, relax and do what you need to do. Even if something happens, you still have me, Old Zhu.”

As Chen Fusheng listened to Zhu Wuneng's analysis, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He hadn't expected that he had almost gotten stuck in a rut. This was a precursor to inner demons. Once such thoughts took hold, going astray in cultivation would be the least of his worries.

I thought that after a hundred years of seclusion, I had stabilized my cultivation level, but I never expected...

He closed his eyes and quickly recited the "Jade Purity Heavenly Record." When he opened his eyes again, it was already dark. Zhu Wu was lying comfortably on his lap, his mouth opening and closing, and occasionally he could even blow out a bubble. Chen Fusheng smiled with amusement.

With Zhu Wuneng's help, he broke through his mental barrier and was almost able to break through in cultivation. Fortunately, his mental state had improved a lot this time, and he managed to suppress it with great difficulty. Although his mental state would not be a problem even if he broke through this time, he felt it was best to suppress it a little longer. It would not be too late to break through when he could no longer suppress it. Besides, he was still young. "Only by enduring the advancement can one enjoy longevity."

Moreover, breaking through to the Xuanxian realm would definitely cause a great stir, which is not in line with his low-key nature. It would be better to keep it under control both internally and externally!

"You're awake?" Zhu Wuneng rubbed his eyes and asked vaguely.

"Awake? You weren't asleep?" He glanced at him speechlessly, grabbed his neck, placed him on the table in front of him, and bowed solemnly. "Thank you very much, fellow Daoist. Otherwise, Fusheng would definitely have suffered a great setback this time."

Zhu Wuneng rubbed his eyes and asked with a puzzled look, "What did you say? Why are you being so polite with me! Since you've put it that way, I can't refuse your kindness. Just give me half of the Wuliangye in the 'wine gourd'."

Chen Fusheng smiled, feeling a little envious but mostly moved. A hundred years had passed, and it seemed that he had adapted quite well to the Lingbao Sect. Although his cultivation level hadn't increased, Chen Fusheng could sense that Zhu Wu had already digested it and was now just accumulating for the next time. He ate, drank, and slept every day, and his cultivation level was rising rapidly. He truly deserved to be a primordial being!

“Do you know how big my ‘wine gourd’ is? It’s only half full, maybe five bottles at most,” he said, not giving Zhu Wuneng a chance to make an exorbitant demand.

Upon hearing that there were only five bottles, Zhu Wu managed to control his drooling and not nod with great willpower. He had already figured it out, even though the "Wuliangye" in the "wine gourd" and the "Wuliangye" prepared by Ling Xian and the other person used the same ingredients.

However, the wine in the "wine gourd" has a very different effect and taste after being purified. He hasn't had it in a long time, and today is a rare opportunity. Chen Fusheng, the miser, rarely gets to pluck feathers, so he can't let him go.

"That's too little. Is this how you treat your benefactor? A third, any less and I'll..."

"Alright, drink sparingly and don't let anyone find out. Don't come looking for me if you finish it all," he said, taking out a disguise called a "wine gourd" from his storage ring. It was a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure gourd. He poured one-third of the wine into the gourd and threw it into Zhu Wuneng's hand.

Zhu Wuneng was a little confused. He glanced at Chen Fusheng. Did he agree so easily?

Looking at the gourd in his hand, he took a big gulp, nodded casually to show that he understood, and seeing Chen Fusheng's distressed expression, he quickly took a few steps back, took another sip, played with the gourd for a moment, and then hid it in his hand.

Watching Zhu Wuneng run off happily, Chen Fusheng smiled and checked his equipment. Although he didn't need to worry too much about the trial, he still had to be prepared. Better safe than sorry!