Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 260 50 years, talents come forth in large numbers
"It's time to practice..."

On Zhuxia Mountain, Chen Sheng lowered his eyes to watch the changes in the veins. He saw that they were prosperous, stable and safe, so he closed his eyes.

Surging spiritual energy flooded in from all directions, and the entire pure courtyard became hazy. The figure entrenched on the cloud bed was like a sacred tower overlooking all living beings, unaware of life and death, and forgetting time.

His one hundred and eight orifices are all glowing, like stars, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and the golden elixir in his Dantian is shining with immortal golden light, giving people a sense of eternal peace. Brilliant.

In the hazy silence, the sound of mana flowing through the meridians is like gurgling water, revealing the nature that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"Rumble..."

Qi moves around the sky, and the golden elixir generates clouds.

Suddenly, Chen Sheng activated the Rixi Divine Illumination Body, and the majestic blood in his body was surging, rushing into the sky, blocking most of the skylight.

His body is flawless, silent and motionless, and he sits peacefully, which brings a great sense of oppression to Xutian, like an immortal celestial being, permanently stationed in the world.

After that, he began to develop methods.

The area between Chen Sheng's brows became as hazy as jade, and there seemed to be a golden-winged roc flying around it. If he looked carefully, he saw that it was a dharma seal.

This is the golden-winged roc method. When practiced to the extreme, it can reach across the sky, fight against the underworld, and possess omnipotent power.

Then, a wave of sword intent rushed out of him, the golden-winged roc bird seal dissipated, and the star-cutting sword intent filled the air. The skylight on the top of the mountain became dim, and stars seemed to emerge one after another, and then slowly dissipated.

In an instant, the majestic sword intent passed through the sky and entered the underworld, splitting into stars all over the sky and dying out bit by bit.

"crash"

Before the sword intent dissipates, an invisible ripple spreads through the layers of void without leaving any trace, but there is an extremely dangerous flow of energy. It is the soul-binding hand, which does not interfere with the real world, but kills those on the spiritual level. thing.

"Rumble..."

Where Chen Sheng stood, his spiritual energy was boiling fiercely, and various spells were manifested one after another, like the resurrection of chaos, hazy and terrifying.

He still hid a few things in the hinterland of Zixi Immortal Sect's mountain gate. The exquisite orbs could not be released, and a group of powerful spells could not be used. He was always on guard against something.

However, this is a small way after all. No matter how powerful the technique is, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, the cultivation of magic power is the foundation.

"call"

With a thought in his mind, Chen Sheng flipped the jade bottle upside down and dropped a round pill. The sky was like a painting, as if it was dizzy with black and white, and the strands of medicinal energy dispersed into clouds and dispersed.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing all the empty and huge medicinal energy, including the Qiankun Qi Pill.

"boom"

The third-level elixir entered his stomach, and it was like a spring growing on the ground. Spiritual liquid gurgled out and flowed along the limbs and bones of the human body.

Chen Sheng's body glowed with divine light, and his body was as smooth as jade. He was motionless, sealing all the medicinal power in his body. The health-preserving mantra was running silently, and his breath was rising little by little with the gentle breeze and drizzle.

This kind of improvement is not noticeable, but it does happen every moment. What matters is accumulation.

He sat on the cloud bed, his mind was calm, and he entered the darkness, leaving only a trace of thoughts to be wary of the outside world.

Every inch of light and shadow passes by.

He sat in the clouds like a god and a saint, overlooking the universe. The juniors below him inspired the light, had great wishes in their hearts, killed and attacked with great determination, and gained a great reputation.

Although Yang Li, Kuang Mengting and others in Black Abyss Prison are not very old, they have already firmly established themselves in the ranks of senior practitioners.

Chang An of the Law Enforcement Palace has a calm temperament and fierce swordsmanship. He kills with blood and kills strictly according to the law, and has a bright future.

Yaolu Zhou Xian is even more remarkable. His cultivation is profound and unpredictable. He has the style of his ancestor when he was in charge of Yaolu, and he has shown the potential of the golden elixir.

In the era when alchemy was prominent, the younger generation of Guangxiu Immortal Sect had risen strongly and was unstoppable.

Similarly, there are also talents emerging in large numbers on the border. The geniuses are like a blowout. The geniuses of the five great immortal sects are overwhelming the enemy. Dragons and snakes are jumping out of the mountains and grass, and they are wanton and unruly. The competition is wonderful.

This era is extremely difficult, but all kinds of collisions have also produced stronger ones.

Perhaps, the era of the five great Immortal Sects in the border areas will become a thing of the past, and some outstanding people will stand out, recreate the years, create legends, and become the ancestors respected by millions of monks.

"call……"

Time flies by, and that silent figure finally moves. When his eyes open, something seems to be broken in his body. That is the barrier in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, which has been crushed by 50 years of hard work. .

He stood up, his gray robe covering his shiny body, his eyes were quiet, like a hermit enjoying himself in the mountains.

"50 years..."

Chen Sheng walked down the mountain and found a junior from the Zhou family in Zhu Xiafeng's deacon's cabin, but it was not Zhou Xiaoguan, but someone else.

He shook his head slightly, knowing the reason, and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

……

Medicine house.

This is an extremely prosperous land, with 36 palaces as the center, and radiating out from there. I don't know how many temples have been built, large and small, densely packed, like a realm of alchemy.

In the area of ​​Hall 36, the eyes of some alchemists turned from time to time and fell on a strange figure.

The man's demeanor was so extraordinary that he was walking leisurely in the courtyard. If he really wanted to describe it, he was like the master of this place, exuding a natural aura.

Probably because of the elixir fragrance on his body, they didn't feel disgusted, and even felt a little close to him.

"Longxing Palace should be the first among all the palaces."

Chen Sheng looked at Yaolu carefully. The layout of the 36 palaces was built during his reign and is still in use today. However, this does not mean that Yaolu has not changed in the past 200 years. The large and small palaces outside can already be seen by Zhou Yi. Wait for the achievements of others.

As for the number of alchemists, it has also increased sharply. People are coming and going, and it feels like a rush.

As his thoughts turned around, he walked to the Longxing Palace. The layout of this palace had not changed, but it had a sense of vicissitudes due to the erosion of time.

Zhou Xian felt a touch of profound energy in the Longxing Palace. When he went out to see the person, he was filled with joy when he saw the visitor.

"Grandmaster, you are out of seclusion."

he said excitedly.

The Patriarch sat in meditation for 50 years to achieve immortality and could withstand loneliness, but he was missed by people like them very much.

"The cultivation level is not bad, and it is expected to reach the golden elixir."

Chen Sheng saw through Zhou Xian at a glance. His cultivation was at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, with a deep foundation and an outstanding demeanor.

With his guidance and the huge resource support of Yaolu, there is a chance of achieving a golden elixir.

"Grandmaster, I'm still far away."

Zhou Xian was very humble, and the Patriarch in front of him was stronger than him. He had to struggle alone to cultivate the Golden Elixir with mediocre qualifications.

With such a gem in front of him, he is a young boy who really doesn't have much dignity and pride.

"How many copies of the Qianyuan Dragon and Tiger Pill's spiritual herbs can Yaolu gather now?"

Chen Sheng patted Zhou Xian on the shoulder and had high hopes for him. Zhou Huang's regret would be made up for by the Zhou family.

"How many pairs? The existing spiritual grass can be used to refine the elixir five times. If you deploy it from elsewhere, it should be able to increase the number four times."

In an instant, various spiritual grass resources flowed through Zhou Xian's heart, and he counted them all at once.

"enough."

Chen Sheng nodded.

"Ancestor, there is no one in the sect who can attack yet." Refining the Qianyuan Dragon and Tiger Pill was the Grandmaster's battle to become famous. Zhou Xian naturally knew how valuable this elixir was and how it could assist monks in the foundation-building realm of Dzogchen. , seize the slightest opportunity to achieve the golden elixir.

However, even though the younger generation of Guangxiu Immortal Sect has risen very powerfully, after all, it has only been 50 years, and there has not really been a genius who has hit the golden elixir realm.

"Then you have to hurry up."

Chen Sheng said calmly.

Before leaving, he went to see Li Qi, clarified his doubts, and talked with a group of guest alchemists. The scene was very harmonious.

……

Black Abyss Great Prison.

A group of black-robed monks gathered together, with a chilling aura. It seemed that with a single thought, they could overturn rivers and seas, destroy mountains and cities, and were extremely powerful.

"The power of the Dark Blade cannot be hindered. We will kill anyone who touches the Yan Tower."

Yang Li has been in power for many years. Although he has no false reputation, he has indeed cultivated his power. Facing a group of high-level secret blades, his movements have the decision-making courage of a superior.

His decision was also affirmed by everyone, and they spread out to maintain Yanlou's intelligence system.

"clatter"

A gentle footsteps sounded.

"But there are still questions?"

Yang Li said subconsciously.

He turned around and saw a familiar figure. He was pleasantly surprised and bowed: "Warden!"

This person has been sitting firmly in the small courtyard for 50 years, ignoring foreign affairs, and has become a god in the clouds. The dragon never sees its end.

He was really happy to meet him unexpectedly. He could ask for advice on some decision-making matters that he couldn't make up his mind about.

"It's your turn to take this seat."

Chen Sheng, on the other hand, intended to let Yang Li command the Black Abyss Prison in a legitimate and legitimate manner. He looked at him with satisfaction in his eyes.

This young man is indeed good, with good means and good character. When he was in charge of the power of the Black Abyss Prison, he was dedicated to serving the public and never did anything extraordinary.

"In my heart, the Patriarch will always be the Warden."

Hearing this, Yang Li was extremely happy. It represented a kind of recognition and was the reward for his decades of hard work.

He did not show off, restrained his inner excitement, and showed his feelings.

The Yang family lineage started from their uncle Yang Huayue, who became associated with the warden. After his uncle passed away, he succeeded him and fought for the warden from east to west. Two generations and a fate spanned more than two hundred years.

He started from the Black Abyss Prison and did not want to end there. The title "Warden" is a sign of gratitude and eternal following.

"I will never forget this fate."

Chen said with a lively look.

He didn't want to discuss this touching topic, so he said casually: "Where are those two idlers in District A and Eleven? Why aren't they here?"

Cai Guring and Wangzhu are relatives of his old jailers. He likes these two people very much, they are calm and natural, and they don't fight for anything.

On weekdays, these two people never go out easily and devote themselves to practicing hard. It is indeed strange that they disappeared this time.

"I went out to Pengshan Lake, something happened."

Yang Li emphasized specifically.

……

Pengshan Lake.

The Yanlou is independent and offers great views of mountains, rivers, and haze. It attracts many monks and makes it very lively.

This time, the area around Yanlou was even more crowded, with monks standing next to each other, as if witnessing something.

"Chang An of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and Yuanying of the Chiling Immortal Sect, are both the geniuses of the world. This time they compete with each other, it will definitely be a battle between dragons and tigers."

"If you look at it from a small perspective, it's a fight between the younger generations of geniuses. If you look at it from a bigger perspective, it's a competition between two great immortal sects."

"It's hard to tell the winner in this battle."

The whispers can be repeated by hundreds of thousands of people. Even if the voices are small and overlapped, they are still loud.

They are also two warring geniuses who are undisputedly outstanding in terms of cultivation, combat prowess, and status, which is why people talk about them.

One is a high-ranking member of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect Law Enforcement Hall. The young man takes on a big responsibility, bathes in the legacy of his father, and has great potential to take charge of the Law Enforcement Hall.

One is a genius who emerged from the Chi Lingxian Sect. He is enigmatic and has profound meanings in every word and deed. He should not be underestimated.

The two men made an appointment to fight in Pengshan Lake, causing a huge uproar in the sky. Many monks came to witness this most elite battle of the younger generation.

“I haven’t lived in the mortal world for 50 years, but once I enter, it feels like a bustling place.”

Chen Sheng passed through the silhouettes one after another without a trace of dust and air. Occasionally, the monks noticed something, but when they were shocked, he had no trace and left this narrow space.

"The killing of the younger generation."

He listened and found out that one of the reasons for the commotion was Chang An. The obedient child who lowered his eyebrows in front of him in the past had grown into a young hero.

The person who made an appointment to fight with Chang An was the genius of the Chiling Immortal Sect. This Immortal Sect had a very deep background and was not so easy to deal with.

He was not in a hurry to reveal his traces, but walked into the Yanlou and reached the top floor. The noise was much less intense for a while.

"Guest, what do you want?"

A sharp-eyed boy came over immediately and asked in a very friendly tone.

"I saw an old friend? Let him have some."

Chen Sheng originally planned to deal with it casually, but accidentally he looked up and saw a figure that seemed familiar to him. After a little thought, he recognized it.

He thought of a promise he made before, or maybe it was a joke, but since he remembered it and met again, it was natural to get together.

"This is the head of the Xu family, no joke."

The boy waiting on the side was a little embarrassed, recognizing that the person Chen Sheng was referring to was the head of the Xu family.

When he was young, he often came to Yanlou and was a regular customer. After he achieved something, he still came often. He was a distinguished guest and should not be neglected.

He was afraid that an oversight would offend the head of the Xu family and cause a mess.

"It's time to leave."

Chen Sheng admired him, but persisted and reassured the boy, "I'm not kidding, I recognize him. Just go ahead and tell him. It'll be fine."

Seeing that he was serious and confident, the young man finally came to the head of the Xu family and spoke in a low voice.

"Want me to order? Who?"

Xu Tao was discussing business with several family heads. One of them was interrupted, and the reason was so strange. He looked up and suddenly became suspicious. He suddenly realized and said: "This person... is... he must be..." , it was the same back then.”

His tone suddenly became a little excited, and the calming skills he had cultivated for many years were completely lost.

(End of this chapter)