Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 135

Zhang Lu is a casual cultivator.

There is chaos in the border area, and the order is turbulent. Like many people, he has a bad life, and there is a kind of sadness of duckweed and rootlessness.

He felt that he was not a good-for-nothing, but that he had bad luck. He missed his age in the early years, and he did not practice Taoism until he was five or sixty years old.

According to what the fellow casual cultivator said, his talent is actually quite good. If he joined a cultivation sect when he was young, he might have a chance to attack the foundation establishment.

At the age of 90, he has a wide range of friends and a firm mind. Although he has lost hope of building a foundation, he still wants to make some achievements.

It's just that, a casual cultivator with no foundation, falling down in his later years, is more like a fantasy that his heart is higher than the sky and his fate is thinner than paper.

"Huh? Recruiting? Guangxiu Xianzong?"

A camp appeared in front of Zhang Lu, he was a little surprised, this place is very close to Qingping Valley, the reason why people are not allowed to snore on the side of the couch, has not changed through the ages.

The owner of this family is really big-hearted, isn't he afraid that Qingpinggu's thunder will blow it to pieces?
Look again, it's Guangxiu Xianzong's money, so it's okay.

What really caught his attention was the recruitment conditions in the camp, which were very good and extremely rich.

At the first moment, he regarded it as an edible but fatal pie.

At this time, the situation was chaotic, and it was more likely that these casual cultivators recruited were not cited for reuse, but were treated as consumables and thrown away at any time.

"Are you here to apply?"

When Chen Sheng went out, he saw an old immortal cultivator. He was amazed by the determination in his brows and eyes.

"Apply? Not everyone wants it!"

Zhang Lu saw that this was an expert in the Foundation Establishment Realm, he was startled, he couldn't retreat directly, and nodded silently.

If you come, you will be safe, let's read on.

He followed Chen Sheng into the camp, and seeing the densely growing spirit grass, the number was even denser, he was horrified and exclaimed that he was rich and powerful.

"I don't know what conditions are needed to settle down in the camp."

What he saw and heard along the way made him pay a lot of attention to this application, and he wanted to stay for a while, understand clearly, and then make a decision.

Otherwise, it's really a good place to go, but if you miss the good opportunity, you will be extremely sad.

"The recruits are the elite, and they must be decisive and decisive. Alchemists are also fine, and they are not excluded."

Chen Sheng didn't recruit everyone, what he wanted was the elite, and there was no shortage of attacking skills, lest an opponent come and become timid for a while, harming his own layout.

The spiritual grass on the campsite is growing more and more luxuriant, and after harvesting, it will be refined into elixir.

He was thinking that if he would be too busy at that time, he would dispatch a few people from the medicine hut, or recruit them nearby.

"What kind of regulations are here? The tone of mentioning alchemists is an understatement."

Zhang Lu was stunned when he heard this, for a cultivator who is good at attacking, it is easy to say, but for a noble figure like an alchemist, this person's tone is extremely flat, as if he was grabbing a handful of inconspicuous objects .

He hid his thoughts in his heart, and said: "My fighting skills are pretty good, but I don't know how to test them?"

As a casual cultivator, his fighting skills are not bad, and he has killed opponents of the same level several times, which is not considered weak.

"It's easy, just play a game with him and see the basics."

Chen Sheng drew his hand, and a young man appeared, with a tall and straight body and sharp eyes, standing there, he had a look of contemptuous majesty.

"Zhao Mang of Qingping Valley."

Zhang Lu was taken aback again, and recognized the origin of this young man. He was a young talent from Qingping Valley.

Such a person was dispatched by the master of the fortress, and his expression did not show any signs of change.

For a moment, his attitude towards Chen Sheng became more respectful, and he didn't dare to be slighted.

"Attack me, don't hold back."

Zhao Mang didn't know that Zhang Lu had many thoughts in his mind, he stood there, honestly acting as a tool for testing.

A monk in the Qi Refining Realm can't hurt him naturally, but during the attack, he can also see the details of a person.

"This time...you can't slack off."

Zhang Lu felt that an invisible threshold had appeared, and if he stepped over it, he might have a brand new future, but if he was eliminated, he would float like rootless duckweed until he died of old age.

As soon as he thought of this, he was determined and determined to prove himself.

He flipped his hand over, and there was a dharma sword in his hand. The mana surged up from the dantian, and resonated with the sword, as if it were a whole.

"Chong!"

Zhang Lu stepped forward, his body transformed like a dragon and snake, and when he cut down with the magic sword, there was a humming sound in the void, and his mana and strength were exerted to the extreme.

From this alone, it can be seen that his ability is not bad, and he can fully display his combat power.

"Ding……"

Zhao Mang's face remained unchanged, no matter how standard this sword was, it would not be able to hurt him after all.

He simply stretched out a finger, like gold, jade and glass, and touched it on the edge of the sword, and Zhang Lu could no longer move forward.

"Refer to Xuan Jue!"

Zhang Lu swiped the sword, brushed Zhao Mang's finger and slashed it in the air, making a bursting sound.

His figure used this to move towards the left, and the other hand was raised suddenly, and the fluctuation of the spell was already blooming.

The same finger, fierce and ferocious, pointed towards Zhao Mang's brow without hesitation.

"whoosh"

Zhao Mang took a step back, Zhang Lu's method failed again, but he didn't bombard him close to him.

"The magic power is solid, the killing is decisive, not bad."

Chen Sheng affirmed Zhang Lu's ability, this is an old man in casual cultivation, skilled in fighting skills, every attack is remarkable.

"What is the plan here? Are the conditions for recruitment true?"

Zhang Lu is still very confused about the meaning of the existence of the camp. He only knows that it has something to do with the spirit grass, which may be related to the layout of the Xianzong.

Moreover, on the recruitment list, the remuneration for writing was too high, which he had never met before, so he was a little cautious, for fear of stepping into a trap.

"In the camp, all kinds of spiritual herbs are nothing special. What you and the other recruits have to do is to resist foreign enemies."

Chen Sheng explained the strategic layout casually, and answered the question of remuneration even more casually, saying: "As for the conditions offered, it's nothing. My Yaolu family has a big business, so it's not bad."

Recruitment treatment is nothing more than some first-order elixir, and this kind of thing has never been considered by the medicine house.

"I stayed."

Zhang Lu didn't know Chen Sheng's identity, but he could tell that the man in front of him was full of confidence, and he was the one who had no shortage of cultivation resources.

Isn't this the job he has been pursuing?
Good remuneration, backed by powerful forces, can not only guarantee survival, but also consider the issue of advancement.

During the conversation, he memorized the name "Guangxiu Immortal Sect Medicine House". Although he didn't know the purpose of this institution, he decided to inquire about it.

Zhang Lu stayed.

In the camp, there was no turmoil for the time being, and he would hang out with immortal cultivators who planted spiritual grass when he had nothing to do.

After a few days, he got to know the medicine house and its importance in Guangxiu Xianzong.

The owner of this place is the Elder of Yaolu, a second-tier top alchemist, and an out-and-out big shot.

"This place...isn't it the place I've been looking for so hard to flex my muscles."

Zhang Lu realized, and the old man's body and mind were full of enthusiasm, and he said: "No, I can't do this and wait, just be an ordinary guard."

He knew that the purpose of the camp was to cooperate with Qingping Valley and restrain the progress of Langya Immortal Sect.

The layout is very important.

He was fortunate to be involved, and it was still at the beginning of the construction of the camp, when the parties were undecided and new things needed to be added.

This is an opportunity. He boasted that his talents were underappreciated. Whether it was self-pity or bad luck, it was time to see the outcome.

"Boss, I have some old friends, and I want to invite them to camp here, so I will go away for a few days."

Zhang Lu came to Chen Sheng and recommended himself. His expression was a little apprehensive. After all, there was a huge difference in status between the two.

No matter how you look at it, his move is not very reliable.

"can."

The camp was unbreakable for the time being, and Chen Sheng didn't feel too much pressure. Since Zhang Lu was so confident, he didn't hesitate to give the local government a chance to display it.

"The subordinates will definitely fulfill their mission."

Zhang Lu was overjoyed, for the first time he felt refreshed physically and mentally. The masters he met in the past were not very capable, but they all had a kind of majesty.

Now, the power and status of this person is much higher than the people he met before, but he is as warm and moist as the sun, which moved him and gave birth to a sense of swearing to serve him to the death.

Just like that, Zhang Lu hurried away again within a few days of coming.

All his life, he seemed to be drifting like a rootless duckweed, but this time, his heart was extremely hot and enthusiastic, and he firmly believed that this was the last time.

His final ambitions in his later years were all on the camp, and he was extremely serious about this.

Wearing the stars and wearing the moon, without stopping for a day and two nights.

Zhang Lu came to a mountain, looked at the thatched hut built on the top, his eyes were a little sad, and he gradually walked up.

"Who?"

Next to the grass hut, there are young immortal cultivators who are on guard. In recent years, there has been chaos in the border area and scattered cultivators. It is very dangerous. They do not dare to relax while meditating and practicing Qi here, so they have to leave one person to look after them.

"Cultivator Zhang Lu, visit Alchemist Ye."

Zhang Lu looked at the night watchman, he was a little strange, he knew that this was a disciple who had been recruited by Master Ye, otherwise he should have recognized him.

"Zhang Lu? Is it the Zhang Lu who is kind to the teacher?"

The night watchman knew everything, apparently that Alchemist Ye had mentioned Zhang Lu in front of his disciples.

"it's me."

From Zhang Lu's words, he knew that he had not been forgotten, so he was a little happy, and responded with a smile.

"Wait a minute, I..."

The night watchman didn't dare to neglect, so he wanted to go straight in to report, but he didn't think that Alchemist Ye had already walked out.

"Brother Zhang, long time no see."

This is a young man with a slender body, wearing a blue gown, with a gentle face, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

He was very happy to see Zhang Lu, and walked out barefoot, with disheveled hair, looking very surprised and urgent.

"I'm ashamed, I've been going around all my life, but I'm still doing nothing."

Looking at this young figure, Zhang Lu felt a little envious. They were both casual cultivators, one was an alchemist, and the other was a rootless duckweed.

"Except for the high-ranking members of the Xianzong sect, who would dare to say that they are living a vigorous life?"

Alchemist Ye not only comforted Zhang Lu, but also expressed his feelings. Before that, he felt that he was a special figure, and he was regarded as a guest of honor when he went to and from various places.

But with the movement of Xianzong, the borderlands were in chaos, and they couldn't help themselves at all, so they had to follow the trend.

In comparison, this is not mediocrity.

"Since we met here, brother Zhang will stay and be with me."

There is a relationship between Ye Danshi and Zhang Lu. When he was young, he was bitten by a poisonous snake of the first order when he was collecting medicine. He fell into a coma and died little by little.

It was Zhang Lu who saved him, and the two got to know each other later, and their friendship was deep.

However, Zhang Lu didn't want to rely on others, even if this person was a good friend, he couldn't enjoy it safely, so he left quietly in one night.

To this day, return again.

He thought that Zhang Lu had figured it out, was tired, and wanted to find a place to stay, but was ashamed to ask, so he simply left the steps for him.

"Heh, I'm here to recruit you for someone else."

Zhang Lu knew what Alchemy Ye was thinking, and thanked him for his care, but he was still a bit stubborn.

If it wasn't for the camp, no matter how downcast he was, he wouldn't have come to find Alchemist Ye.

"Sourcing? What kind of power can actually recruit an alchemist."

Pill Master Ye raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but he didn't take it lightly. Zhang Lu is a person who knows what he knows, even if he has a big favor for him, he never said it out of his mouth.

Come to be a lobbyist today, I must be somewhat sure.

"Great power, the medicine house of Guangxiu Immortal Sect..."

Zhang Lu told about the camp, but he didn't know much about the medicine house in it, and many of them were only fragmentary words, and he only knew that it was a very special place.

"real?!"

There is no need for him to explain clearly, Alchemist Ye is already a little excited, busy making sure.

"You are familiar with it?"

Zhang Lu was a little surprised. He had to spend a lot of time to make Master Ye understand. He didn't want this person's reaction. It seemed that he knew Yaolu very well and still yearned for it.

"You are not from the circle, and you don't know the power of Yaolu, especially the elder of Yaolu, Senior Chen Sheng..."

Next.

Zhang Lu became an outsider.

It's all Alchemist Ye talking.

His emotions were extremely high, and when Chen Sheng's name was mentioned, there was a trace of reverence in his eyes.

It was a person with mediocre qualifications, step by step, he reached the position of the elder of the medicine house, and even covered the power of the medicine house to all sides of the border.

These alchemists, the first-order spirit herbs they use are not related to the medicine house, so they are naturally very familiar with them.

"That's right, it's the Elder Yaolu. He built a fort on the edge of Qingping Valley and implemented logistics and pill strategies."

Now, it was Zhang Lu's turn to calm down. He analyzed the pros and cons, clarified the relationship, and said, "I didn't directly join the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, but just a camp in the Yaolu, not an official member of the Immortal Sect."

The camp was arranged by Yaolu alone. Strictly speaking, those recruited are not members of the Xianzong sect, they are temporary workers and have no authority.

He had to make it clear to Alchemist Ye, otherwise he would understand the difference and become stiff, which would be bad.

"Go, being able to work in that person's hands is also a chance for me."

Alchemist Ye nodded heavily, expressing that he was very clear, but he still wanted to go to the camp and work under that second-tier alchemist.

After a short rest, Master Ye took four disciples of alchemy apprentices and left with Zhang Lu.

(End of this chapter)