That's right!
It was the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains.
As a qualified and experienced freeloader, Zhao Chen had a good habit, and that was to read as many books as he could. After coming to the immortal world and experiencing the Tianyuan Divine Mountain, Zhao Chen started to read while working.
He learned many things that others didn't. In sixty years, he learned many legends and stories in the immortal world, as well as many big and small secret realms.
The legend of the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains was engraved deeply in his heart.
This was the Divine Mountain that even the celestial race yearned for!
At this moment, Zhao Chen's heart was filled with anticipation, his heart filled with excitement.
"I'll be satisfied with just one scoop."
Zhao Chen clenched his fists, thinking to himself.
Usually, he would shout that he would only take one scoop of the three thousand waters, but it was different now. Any treasure in the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains would be enough to make Zhao Chen rich.
From now on, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted in the immortal world?
Thinking of this, Zhao Chen couldn't help but feel excited.
The Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains.
The Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains.
If he was the first to find it, he would be rich if he just took a random treasure.
However, at this moment, a figure appeared not far away, causing Zhao Chen's face to darken.
Who?
Zhao Chen wanted to speak, but his many years of freeloading experience told him that whoever opened his mouth to speak would likely die on the spot. Thus, he lay on the ground and held his breath, trying not to be discovered by the other party.
But soon, a voice sounded.
"Zhao Chen?"
Hearing the voice, Zhao Chen's expression tightened. Lifting his head, he saw a face that seemed familiar yet not familiar at the same time.
It was a young man, handsome and delicate, wearing a daoist robe with a few leaves hanging on his robe.
Who is this?
Zhao Chen was stunned. He felt that the other party looked familiar, but he couldn't pinpoint who he was.
Thus, Zhao Chen gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and looked at the other party.
"Aba ~ aba ~ aba!"
Zhao Chen opened his mouth, looking a little naive under the moonlight.
Pa!
In the next moment, the latter raised his hand and slapped Zhao Chen's face, then said calmly, "Zhao Chen, don't play with this poor Daoist. I'm your Holy Lord Qing Yun!"
The latter had seen through Zhao Chen's trick with a single glance, so he spoke up.
Huh?
Qing Yun Daoren?
Sacred Lord Qing Yun?
In that instant, Zhao Chen was shocked, he didn't expect to run into an acquaintance here.
Moreover, it was Qing Yun Daoren.
Hiss!
In an instant, Zhao Chen stood up, looking at Qing Yun Daoren, "Holy Lord Qing Yun, when did you become so handsome? Looks like the rumors from the Lower Realms are true. They say that when you were young, you were handsome, confident, and elegant. "
Zhao Chen stood up. Since they were acquaintances, there was no need for him to pretend anymore. As for the slap, Zhao Chen didn't think much of it. It's not like he had never been slapped before, what's a mere slap?
"Isn't that obvious? If I wasn't handsome, would I be able to become Holy Lord Qing Yun? What are you doing sneaking around here? Tell me, did you find some treasure again? "
Qing Yun Daoren said solemnly, staring at Zhao Chen with a solemn expression.
"No, Holy Lord Qing Yun, look at my shabby appearance, what treasure? Do you want a low-grade immortal artifact? I'll give it to you. "
Zhao Chen took out a low-grade immortal artifact flying sword and handed it over to Holy Lord Qing Yun.
However, Qing Yun Daoren only glanced at the flying sword, a faint smile on his face as he said, "Zhao Chen, although I'm not familiar with you, I've heard some of your deeds. You're the kind of person who wouldn't wake up without benefits. Appearing here in the middle of the night, I don't believe that you don't have anything good. Zhao Chen, Senior won't cheat you, how about a fifty-fifty split?"
Qing Yun Daoren didn't believe Zhao Chen's words at all, especially with Zhao Chen's current expression. The more Zhao Chen refused to admit it, the more Qing Yun Daoren felt that there was something fishy going on.
"Holy Lord Qing Yun ah, you're really making things difficult for me. I really don't know what treasure you're talking about. Holy Lord Qing Yun, you have to believe me ah."
Zhao Chen immediately put on a sullen face, refusing to admit it no matter what.
"Fine, you won't admit it? Fine, I'll just wait here with you. Let's see if you have more time, or if I have more time. "
Qing Yun Daoren wasn't afraid that Zhao Chen would act shamelessly. Since he was almost a Golden Immortal, he didn't believe he couldn't exhaust Zhao Chen to death.
Hearing this, Zhao Chen fell into silence.
Two hours later.
Finally, Zhao Chen spoke.
"Holy Lord Qing Yun ah, please believe me. I really don't know what treasure is there. If I knew, I would definitely tell you! Really! "
Zhao Chen said with a sullen face.
"Twenty-eighty, you get eighty, I get twenty. We have a clear division of labor. You should know that even if you have a treasure, wouldn't it be troublesome if you run into danger? It's different if you bring me along, at least you'll have the ability to protect yourself. "
Qing Yun Daoren said in a serious tone, and he even analyzed the situation for Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen was taken aback by Qing Yun Daoren's words. He pondered for a moment, and then he realized that Qing Yun Daoren was right.
He was just a Broken Heavenly Immortal. If he really ran into danger in the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains, wouldn't he be finished? Wouldn't it be better to have someone with him?
Moreover, Qing Yun Daoren was Lu Changsheng's master, possessing extraordinary luck. If he really ran into danger, wouldn't Lu Changsheng lend a helping hand?
More importantly, twenty-eighty? He would get eighty percent, and the other party would get twenty percent. That shouldn't be a problem.
The more Zhao Chen thought about it, the more he felt that it wasn't a bad idea.
But in the next moment …
Peng!
Before Zhao Chen could react, Qing Yun Daoren's footsteps had already arrived.
"Fine, you turtle grandson, do you really have a treasure?"
Qing Yun Daoren's voice rang in Zhao Chen's ears, leaving him dumbfounded.
Qing Yun Daoren, on the other hand, flew into a rage. The reason he said so much was to test if this guy knew the whereabouts of the treasure.
Who would have thought that he really did?
Thus, Qing Yun Daoren flew into a rage, sending a kick straight at Zhao Chen's face.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't hit me, don't hit me. Holy Lord Qing Yun, Holy Lord, please don't hit me. I was wrong, I was wrong!"
After a round of beating, Zhao Chen's face was bruised and swollen. He looked at Qing Yun Daoren, his heart filled with emotions.
Sure enough, the older the ginger, the spicier it was. Unknowingly, he had fallen into a trap.
"Holy Lord Qing Yun, I won't say much, let's split it thirty-seventy! Otherwise, I won't do it. Don't talk about wasting a thousand years or ten thousand years here, even if you die, I won't bring you there. "
Since his secret was exposed, Zhao Chen decided to lay his cards on the table. Three-seventy was his bottom line.
"Three-seventy? Do you think I, Qing Yun, am a beggar? Even if I agree, my disciple won't. Fifty-fifty, half for each of us. "
Qing Yun Daoren said haughtily.
"Damn it, Holy Lord, aren't you going too far? You're just going to get half for free without doing anything? Let's be honest, if it were you, would you give me half of such a good thing? "
Zhao Chen was displeased. They had just met and the other party was asking for half? That was a little unsightly. Thus, he asked seriously, putting himself in Zhang Xuan's shoes.
But Qing Yun Daoren immediately spoke up.
"I'll give you. Don't say half, I'll even give you seventy percent. Are you going to give me seventy percent?"
Qing Yun Daoren replied seriously.
Hiss!
Zhao Chen sucked in a cold breath.
This old bastard was truly shameless. How could he utter such shameless words?
"Holy Lord Qing Yun, are you saying that you're determined to eat me alive?"
Zhao Chen took a deep breath and asked.
"Don't be so harsh with your words. What do you mean by eating you alive? Win-win, do you know what that means? "
Qing Yun Daoren wanted to stroke his beard, but remembering that he no longer had a beard, he decided against it. Instead, he placed his hands behind his back and looked at Zhao Chen.
Fine! Fine! Fine!
You old bastard, I'll remember this grudge for now.
Zhao Chen thought to himself. Then, on the surface, he took a deep breath and said, "No matter what, forty-sixty. If we don't cooperate, fifty-fifty is impossible."
Zhao Chen said seriously.
After all, this matter could have been monopolized by him. Suddenly, Daoist Qing Yun came and wanted to split it fifty-fifty? Wasn't this the same as snatching meat from a beggar's bowl?
Zhao Chen would rather die than agree.
"Four-sixty, is it?"
Qing Yun Daoren frowned. To be honest, he was willing to stumble upon a fortuitous encounter out of the blue. If it was anyone else, he would be more than willing, but since it was Zhao Chen, he felt a little embarrassed.
But with just a glance at Zhao Chen's expression, Qing Yun Daoren didn't say anything else.
"Fine, I, Qing Yun Daoren, love win-win cooperation the most. Four-sixty it is then."
Qing Yun Daoren agreed.
"No, you have to swear an oath!"
Zhao Chen said seriously.
Oath?
Qing Yun Daoren frowned, "So be it."
But before he could finish, Zhao Chen interjected, "Use your disciple to swear an oath. If you violate the oath, your disciple, Lu Changsheng, shall be struck by lightning."
Zhao Chen said.
This time, Qing Yun Daoren didn't agree. If he wanted to swear an oath, so be it. Why did he have to use his disciple to do it?
"You don't trust me?"
Qing Yun Daoren said in displeasure.
"I don't!"
Zhao Chen said straightforwardly.
"Fine! You win! " Qing Yun Daoren waved his sleeves and swore an oath, dispelling the thought of falling out with Zhao Chen.
After the oath was made.
Only then did Zhao Chen breathe a sigh of relief. Turning to Qing Yun Daoren, he smiled, "Holy Lord Qing Yun, what brings you here?"
"Let's talk as we walk." Qing Yun Daoren was a little unhappy, but thinking that he could still get forty percent, he wasn't too upset. He just wanted to talk as they walked, there was no need to waste time.
Zhao Chen nodded and led the way. Then, Qing Yun Daoren spoke.
"I was out adventuring when I stumbled upon a secret realm, triggered a transmission array, and ended up here. Oh right, what is this place?"
Daoist Qing Yun was also speechless. For the sake of the next War of the Decade, he had specially gone out to train and accidentally entered a mystic realm. At first, he had been very happy, but who would have thought that he would accidentally trigger a teleportation array and end up here.
Just that, he didn't expect to bump into Zhao Chen as soon as he arrived. His luck was really good.
But while Qing Yun Daoren was happy, Zhao Chen was depressed.
"Right, has Changsheng ascended yet?"
In the end, Qing Yun Daoren couldn't help but ask.
Zhao Chen was taken aback by Zhao Chen's question, then he said, "Holy Lord Qing Yun, don't tell me you don't know? Senior Brother Changsheng's name has soared in the Immortal World. Who in the Immortal World doesn't know of him? "
Qing Yun Daoren couldn't help but feel excited at Zhao Chen's words.
"Is that true?"
"That's right. You don't know, but Senior Brother Changsheng has been doing very well recently. Even the God Race has to lower their heads when they see him. Tsk tsk, honestly speaking, Holy Lord Qing Yun, the luckiest thing that happened to you in your life is taking Senior Brother Changsheng as your disciple."
Zhao Chen said seriously.
"Good! Good! Good! As expected of my disciple. Like I said, if Changsheng ascends, his name will shake the world. Hahahaha, hahahahaha! "
Qing Yun Daoren was indeed overjoyed. The person he cared about the most was Lu Changsheng. Now that he knew Lu Changsheng was doing so well, he was naturally happy.
"Holy Lord Qing Yun, honestly speaking, why are you still following me to look for treasures? Hurry up and find your disciple. Senior Brother Changsheng can have whatever he wants, be it Golden Immortal or Sovereign Immortal weapons, isn't that a piece of cake? Do you know what Senior Brother Changsheng said to me? "
Zhao Chen said.
"What did he say?"
Qing Yun Daoren's curiosity was piqued.
"Senior Brother Changsheng said that the person he cares about the most is you and our friends in the lower realm. He said that now that he has achieved success and fame, he can have whatever he wants."
"As long as it's a friend, he'll give them an Immortal Venerable weapon. If they're close, he'll give them an Immortal Saint weapon. If they're even closer, he'll give them an Immortal King weapon."
"Moreover, Senior Brother Changsheng also said that I'll give Immortal Saint weapons to those who betray me. If they follow me, won't Immortal King weapons and Immortal Emperor weapons be a piece of cake?"
"That's why I said, Holy Lord Qing Yun, hurry up and find Senior Brother Changsheng. You'll soon be able to enjoy the good life. What can you achieve by following a poor wretch like me?"
Zhao Chen started to spout nonsense in order to dispel Holy Lord Qing Yun's thoughts.
However, Holy Lord Qing Yun's face was full of smiles as he said, "Good, good, very good. But as Changsheng's master, how can I take his things? I want to give him treasures. Come, come, when I find treasures suitable for my disciple, you can't snatch them from me ah. Forty-six is forty-six, but I didn't say that I'll give you the priority ah."
Holy Lord Qing Yun's words made Zhao Chen depressed.
Just like that, two hours passed.
Finally, Zhao Chen stopped.
He took out a scroll of parchment and studied it carefully. After a while, he took twenty steps back, then another ten steps, then another ten steps to the left.
Finally, a stone tablet that was almost buried in dust appeared under his feet.
"Found it!"
Zhao Chen took a deep breath, his face filled with excitement.
Daoist Qingyun, who was at the side, also seemed a little excited.
Although he didn't know what it was, it was clearly something good. Otherwise, this fellow wouldn't have been so stubborn, refusing to speak even after being beaten up.
"Qing Yun Daoren, I'm going to recite the divine incantation to open the treasury, please step aside."
Zhao Chen said.
Qing Yun Daoren was silent for a moment, but he still took a few steps back, his eyes fixed on Zhao Chen.
Sitting cross-legged on the altar, Zhao Chen.
His five hearts faced upwards, he slowly chanted.
"Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle!"
"The sky is filled with little stars!"
A strange voice sounded, like a ballad, breaking the silence of the grassland. Although there wasn't anything wrong with it, Qing Yun Daoren had a feeling that Zhao Chen was toying with him.
But in the next instant …
The stars in the sky emitted a blinding radiance, emitting a terrifying astral force that bathed Zhao Chen and Daoist Qingyun's bodies.
Soon, the two figures … disappeared.
At the same time …
Ancient Sky Star City.
Inside the Drunken Immortal Market.
The sun was about to rise.
Suddenly, a voice sounded.
Da da da!
Da da da!
"Excuse me, is this the Drifting Fragrance Pavilion? Is there a kind-hearted person here? Can you send me to the Drifting Fragrance Pavilion? Even if you don't send me, can you at least give me some food? I've been starving for an entire day. Big brother over there, please do me a favor, I'm Big Dipper Jiantian of the God Race, I'm so hungry ~ ~ ~ "
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