Gou Zai's journey to the heavens in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 40 Twenty Years of Change

It has been twenty years since Chen Ming went to Daliang City.

Twenty years is not a short period of time even for a monk, it is a very long time.

Chen Ming's current spirit has only just been condensed and completed.

no way.

In this regard, his past accumulation is somewhat insufficient. He just started from scratch. It took him twenty years to reach this level, which is already considered good.

According to Zi Qiong, although this speed is a little slow among the previous masters of Yaowang Palace, considering Chen Ming's current age, it is still fast.

Even if an ordinary martial artist is a prodigy, he would have to be twenty years old if he wants to become a martial arts master.

To raise Qi and blood to its peak, reaching the peak of a martial artist, one must be at least thirty or forty years old.

If you try to refine your soul at this age, by the time the soul is achieved, it will usually be around fifty years old, your energy and blood will have declined, and you will no longer have much potential for breakthroughs.

Chen Ming's advantage was that he reached the peak of martial arts early enough, and it didn't matter even if he spent twenty years condensing his soul.

Today, he is only thirty-seven years old. Because he has been taking elixirs all year round, his energy and blood are still at their peak and very strong.

According to his estimation, there is only a slight gap between him and the master.

With his soul condensed and his energy and blood perfect, promotion to Grandmaster is just a matter of course.

Chen Ming had a hunch that he would be able to achieve this goal in two or three years at most.

By then, it will be a completely new scenery.

Standing there, Chen Ming looked out at the outside world, with various thoughts passing through his mind.

A few days later, guests from outside came to visit in the courtyard where Chen Ming lived.

But it was Prince Zhao Wu.

Twenty years have passed, and the Prince of Great Liang has now become older, with gray hair in his hair.

This is also normal.

Twenty years ago, Zhao Wu was not young, already in his early thirties.

But twenty years later, he was nearly sixty years old, almost an old man in this world.

However, due to years of martial arts practice and the nourishment of Dahuan Dan, his body looks pretty good and he still looks very strong.

"It's been a long time since I've been here. Your place looks a lot more beautiful."

Zhao Wu looked at the blooming peach blossoms in the courtyard and sighed: "As expected, you are still chic. You usually either make elixirs, travel, and plant flowers and plants. You are really happy."

"The prince can do the same if he wishes."

Chen Ming smiled: "I'm afraid that Your Highness is unwilling to do this."

"Even if you want to, you can't."

Zhao Wu smiled bitterly: "Above the court, in the rivers and lakes, there are enemies everywhere, so there is no way to be cool."

"Ziming, do you know that my father is about to die."

Chen Ming paused, a little surprised: "This happened."

Zhao Wu's father is the current emperor of Great Liang.

The Emperor of Great Liang was in his seventies at the time. Calculating his age, he was indeed almost 70 years old.

As early as a few years ago, news came out that he was weak, but he had been relying on the elixir refined by Chen Ming to prevent his death.

But now it seems that he is on the verge of death.

Maybe his death happened in the past few years.

"If my father dies, the country of Great Liang will also be in chaos."

Zhao Wu sighed: "By then, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to drink with you like I did today."

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Ming smiled: "I have confidence in Your Highness."

"With your Highness' ability, no matter what the situation is, you can always stand out and bring peace to the cold."

"At that time, I will come again and ask for a few drinks with His Highness." This was not a compliment, but Chen Ming's sincere words.

The domestic situation in Da Liang is indeed a bit turbulent. Outside, Qiuchen Valley is eyeing it, and internally it is also not stable.

But no matter what, as the prince, Zhao Wu has the strongest power. No matter how chaotic the situation is, he has enough strength to suppress it.

"Haha, let me borrow Zi Ming Jiyan."

Zhao Wu laughed loudly and said boldly: "I just happened to find a treasure recently. It's rare that I come to you for a drink, so I will give it to you."

He clapped his hands, and several servants on the side immediately moved forward, and then carried something out.

It was a crystal clear purple jade, which looked very beautiful.

But in Chen Ming's eyes, the most important thing about this purple jade is the rich aura wrapped around it.

That rich aura was something Chen Ming had never felt before.

"Is this a rare treasure?"

Looking at the purple jade in front of him, Chen Ming's eyes lit up.

In this world, in addition to the various magic weapons refined by monks, there is also a unique existence called a strange treasure.

Different from man-made magic weapons, exotic treasures are created by heaven and earth. Their powers are also different, and they often have different abilities.

The purple jade in front of me is full of spiritual energy, and it looks like a good rare treasure at first glance.

But unfortunately, perhaps because it was bred in this world, this rare treasure has some inherent deficiencies, and is probably only equivalent to the first level.

But even so, this is already quite precious to Chen Ming.

If this thing could be taken out, it would be much more precious than the Blood Beast Inner Pill, worth at least several thousand spirit stones.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

A smile appeared on Chen Ming's face: "I like this thing very much."

"As long as you like it, there's no need to say thank you."

Zhao Wu waved his hand: "The relationship between you and me does not need to be so polite."

"You are still my father-in-law."

Zhao Wu's third son, Zhao Yue, was frail and sickly since he was a child, so he followed Chen Ming since he was a child and had Chen Ming, a famous doctor, take care of his body.

So Zhao Wu simply asked his children to worship Chen Ming as their adoptive father.

To a certain extent, this is also a means of attracting and getting closer.

Chen Ming looked up and looked outside.

In the courtyard, a boy in his early ten years was chasing a black dog around.

Chen Ming could only shake his head helplessly when he saw it.

Time continues to pass.

In the following years, Chen Ming maintained his past rhythm, traveling around while concentrating on alchemy refining and providing various types of elixirs to Daliang.

In this process, his spirit and soul slowly merged with his qi and blood, and he gradually climbed to a higher realm.

Chen Ming was calm alone, but the outside world became increasingly chaotic.

The old emperor's health was getting worse day by day, and the situation in the Great Liang court became increasingly chaotic.

The struggle between Prince Zhao Wu and several other princes became increasingly fierce, causing chaos throughout Great Liang.

Both sides were almost at war with each other.

After two years like this, Chen Ming suddenly had some thoughts in his mind.

He walked towards the headquarters of Baicaotang.

There are many of his old friends there.

He was going to say hello.

(End of this chapter)