For the first time in decades, an accomplished immortal master from the Thousand Autumns Sect took a fancy to a young man in Qingshuitang Village. After the young man paid the fee and passed the Mirror of Immortality, the immortal master from the Thousand Autumns Sect was right. This young man was gifted and was accepted as a personal disciple.
When the news spread, Qingshuitang Village was in an uproar. Everyone spread the news.
Countless people were envious and jealous. The luckiest young man was the man of the hour in the village, the suave Young Master Li, Li Ji.
In today's world, entering an immortal sect was like a carp leaping through the dragon's gate. From then on, one's life would be completely different. The young man who was smiling warmly and painting for the girls by the stream yesterday was now like a god standing high above the clouds, looking down on all living things. No one could get close to him anymore.
As a result, the women in the village often sighed with regret. There were also people who carefully mounted their old pictures and hung them on the wall to look at them every day, treating them as memories that they could recall for the rest of their lives.
As for more wishful thinking, no one really thought about it. Occasionally, when they gathered together to talk about Young Master Li, they would laugh and argue that he was nicer to them back then.
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The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and fewer and fewer people came to drink. Business in Old Ma's tavern was very bleak. Most of the time, only Lu Chen, who ate and drank for free, came to his tavern. This made Old Ma's mood not very good. In addition, he had not cultivated to the point where he was immune to heat and cold. As a fatty, it was especially easy for him to sweat on hot days, so he was a little irritated.
On this day, Old Ma looked at the only customer in his tavern. He was getting more and more annoyed. He said to Lu Chen, "Hey! You already owe me a big debt, and you still have the nerve to come here and eat for free? "
Lu Chen laughed and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. Then, he leaned against the table and said to Old Ma with a smile, "Nowadays, the one who owes the debt is the boss. Don't you know?"
"Bah!" Old Ma spat at him and then wiped the sweat on his forehead with the towel beside him. He walked to the table opposite Lu Chen and sat down. He looked out of the window at the village where the sun was shining brightly and sighed, "Look at the people outside. They work themselves to death from day to night. What's the point of it? Look at that Li Ji. He hasn't been here for long, but he's already in the Thousand Autumns Gate. People really can't be compared. "
Lu Chen shook his head and said, "Aren't you being sarcastic? People who have nothing and want to cultivate are all like this."
Old Ma clicked his tongue, but he did not refute Lu Chen's words. He merely shook his head and said, "That Li Ji fellow is really lucky."
Lu Chen quietly looked at an unknown direction in the distance outside the window. After staring silently for a while, he turned his head and said to Old Ma, "This is just a chance for that person. There's nothing to care about. But the matter of the Evil Sect pattern, you still can't find any clues? "
Old Ma heard this and scratched his head in distress. He bitterly smiled and said, "Yes."
Lu Chen snorted and said, "That pattern can't be carved there for no reason. Something must have happened in this village. Be more careful."
Old Ma sighed and said, "It's not like you don't know. I've secretly searched this village many times but I really can't find anyone suspicious. It's like I've seen a ghost. Those evildoers from the Evil sect must be too bored. They just drew a pattern and ran away. "
Lu Chen was silent. After a while, he placed the wine cup on the table and stood up. He said, "I'm going back."
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By the Qingshui stream, the green bamboos were still green but the peach blossoms had already withered. It looked a little lonely. Under the blazing hot sun, there were very few people walking on the green stone path.
Lu Chen walked along the side of the stream. Just as he was about to walk past the stone bridge, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking over from the other side of the stream. It was Dingdang.
Lu Chen stopped walking. Dingdang who was standing on the stone bridge also saw Lu Chen. Her face flashed a trace of astonishment. She then smiled and greeted him, but her smile was somewhat forced.
The two of them walked to the shade of the green bamboos to talk. Dingdang looked a little uneasy but she quickly smiled and said to Lu Chen, "It's been a while."
Lu Chen sized her up and nodded his head, "Yes, I haven't seen you in a while. Where did you go?"
Dingdang said, "No, I'm suffering from the summer. I hate this hot weather the most so I don't like to go out."
"Oh." Lu Chen nodded his head and replied. Then the two of them sank into silence.
After a while, perhaps feeling a little awkward, Dingdang pursed her lips and said, "That … I owe you spirit stones. You will have to wait a little longer. I will return it to you soon."
Lu Chen said, "No worries, I don't have anything urgent."
Dingdang looked like she was relieved and her mood was much better. She actually stuck out her tongue and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely not renege on my debt. I said I will return it to you and I will definitely return it to you. Moreover, when the opportunity comes, I will also bestow you with a heavenly fortune."
"Heavenly fortune?" Lu Chen raised his eyes and looked at Dingdang.
Dingdang smiled sweetly and nodded her head heavily. She was in high spirits as if she already had power in her hands and the confidence to control other people's lives.
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Deep into the night, at the foot of Tea Mountain, the heat of the day had completely dissipated. What replaced it was a cool and refreshing cold wind that blew down from the mountain. Those strange sounds that sounded like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves sounded out once again. It was like a ghost palace in hell, causing one's heart to palpitate.
The grass hut at the foot of the mountain stood alone in the darkness, surrounded by the endless night.
The grass hut was silent. The doors and windows were tightly shut. Although it could not block out the strange sounds, it was still like a strange little world. There was no one in the hut. In the darkness, one could not even hear the sound of breathing. One could only see a blurry shadow and an overturned bed board.
In the mysterious space of the tree hole, Lu Chen sat on the ground. He looked at the light green puddle in front of him with a serious expression.
He looked solemn. His eyebrows were tightly knitted as if he was deep in thought. It was as if there was something he was hesitating about. Around him, the tree hole was quiet. The gray Qi wrapped around the ancient tree walls were like gentle water ripples, gently flowing and undulating.
After an unknown period of time, suddenly, Lu Chen's eyes opened, as if he had finally hardened his heart and made a decision.
He took a deep breath, and a strange black light flashed across his face. A moment later, there was a faint glimmer of light coming from his lower abdomen, which was the most important place for all cultivators, the dantian and the Sea of Qi …
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