A mortal’s journey to becoming an immortal begins by becoming the food for monsters and beasts.

After waiting for nearly two years, the battle between the human monk and the demon beast finally stopped, and Fu Sheng embarked on the road home again.

However, just when Fu Sheng thought that he would be able to return to his home in Pingling Country without any problems, God seemed to have played a joke with Fu Sheng.

Four or five demon beasts that were almost the same as Fu Sheng's cultivation actually chased and killed Fu Sheng for some reason, and during this period, Fu Sheng's means were exhausted, even if he killed the two demon beasts with thunder means and various schemes, the remaining demon beasts were still not afraid of anything, and they were still chasing Fu Sheng.

In the end, when Fu Sheng took great pains to kill all these demon beasts, he already didn't know how far he had run in this Tianheng Mountain Range, and it was even more impossible to return to Pingling Country in a short time.

In addition, Fu Sheng also accidentally fell into a mountain stream dozens of zhang deep and surrounded by cliffs on all sides.

The mountain stream is extremely smooth on all sides, and what makes Fu Sheng most depressed is that this place somehow can completely suppress Fu Sheng's cultivation, and Fu Sheng can't use any mana in this mountain stream.

If it weren't for Fu Sheng's fact that he had followed his father to hunt since he was a child, and he was familiar with all kinds of survival skills, I was afraid that ordinary monks would really not be able to get out.

However, it took several months for Fu Sheng to weave hemp rope from the hanging vines, constantly looking for angles to try to climb out of the mountain stream.

During this period, he encountered countless demon beasts and dangerous places, and even Fu Sheng saw a pair of human monks from afar.

It's just that without waiting for Fu Sheng to take a second look, the human monk seemed to be in internal strife, and a group of people actually killed the other group from behind, cutting melons and vegetables.

Seeing this, Fu Sheng didn't dare to show his head.

Fu Sheng in the later journey was even more cautious, taking safety first as the primary goal in every move, and at the same time made up his mind that no one could easily believe it except himself.

But even so, Fu Sheng's journey is still full of adventures.

If it weren't for Fu Sheng's ability to foresee his own death scenes, Fu Sheng would have known how many times he had died in the Tianheng Mountain Range of the 100,000 Great Mountains.

And after so many death experiences, Fu Sheng gradually figured out some rules of his own ability.

After a long period of hard research, it seems that this ability cannot be activated by the will of an individual at all.

That ability to foresee the future is more like a passive skill, only when Fu Sheng's life is threatened, can he briefly foresee what kind of crisis he will face, and how he will die!

Because once Fu Sheng struggled for nearly an hour in that illusion, but the real time was only a moment.

Fu Sheng didn't know whether the real time was completely suspended, or the real time was converted at an extremely exaggerated scale, but because the time was too short, he couldn't feel it at all.

Of course, this did not affect Fu Sheng's enthusiasm to start studying his abilities.

After groping, it was found that Fu Sheng's passive skill could only be activated once every seven days, and the foreseeable future would only be one hour at most.

Of course, it is possible that the time may be shorter, but what Fu Sheng has experienced so far proves that the shortest interval between two predictions of his death scene is seven days.

However, what makes Fu Sheng distressed is that even if he tries everything he can, he can't use his consciousness to trigger the ability to foresee the future, if he can really make Fu Sheng be able to foresee the future anytime and anywhere, then it is really incomprehensible.

It's like Fu Sheng wants to explore a cave, but doesn't know if there is danger in the cave.

As long as you predict the future, you can know, but some dangerous situations are unavoidable even if you can foresee your own death.

Of course, Fu Sheng is not a person who is not satisfied, you must know that every seven days there is a chance to avoid your own destruction, which is the ability that many people who live on the tip of the knife dream of.

Finally, after Fu Sheng experienced countless life and death crises, after four years, Fu Sheng finally walked out of the Tianheng Mountain Range of the 100,000 Great Mountains and came to the territory of Yang Wuguo.

Although this is not Fu Sheng's hometown of Pingling Country, Fu Sheng, who has not returned to the human world for a long time, suddenly saw so many human beings, and naturally it was difficult to hide the excitement in his heart.

Although this Yongning City looks small, it may be because it is a market today, and it is also very lively with people and cars.

Fu Sheng was originally a child, and he was frightened to survive alone in the 100,000 mountains for four years, and he was also very happy to see this lively market at this time.

But soon Fu Sheng put away his youthful nature, and now it is better to find a place to settle down first.

The market was full of traffic, although it was not a problem for three carriages to pass side by side on the main road, but at this time, Fu Sheng was struggling, and it took half an hour to find a popular name of the Rifle Inn.

As soon as he walked into the store, Xiao Er, who had eyes, immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, "This guest officer, are you a top boy or a hotel?"

The shop Xiao Er ushered in the delivery every day, I don't know how many guests I have to receive every day, although Fu Sheng at this time is not in any rags, but after all, he has survived alone in the Tianheng Mountain Range for four years, so his clothes are definitely not neat.

The clothes are not elegant, but because Fu Sheng is a person who cultivates immortals, he has a sense of dust, so the shopkeeper did not blast Fu Sheng out. The shopkeeper thought that this might be the mountain chief, so he still had a warm smile on his face.

"Is there still a room in the store?" Fu Sheng asked as usual.

"Yo, this guest officer is really a coincidence! Today, in time for the tri-monthly gathering in Yongning City, there is only one room left in the store, you see?"

"Okay! I want it." Fu Sheng didn't even ask the price and directly set it. Although Fu Sheng didn't have Yang Wuguo's currency, fortunately, there was still some gold and silver in the storage bag, which was enough to pay.

"Don't worry!" The shopkeeper bowed down and made a gesture of please, and then raised his head and shouted a little proudly: "One

room in Tianzi No. 1~~" Fu Sheng couldn't help frowning, although the shopkeeper said that there was still one room left, but Fu Sheng didn't expect it to be Tianzi No. 1 room!

This Tianzi No. 1 room is the top room in a restaurant, although there is still a lot of gold and silver on his body to pay for the room, but Fu Sheng's heart is faintly uncomfortable.

Just as Fu Sheng was hesitating, a rather coquettish-sounding voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Wait, we want this Tianzi No. 1 room!" Fu Sheng

frowned when he heard this, turned around and saw a man and a woman walking in side by side.

The man was dressed in a cyan robe, his hair was tied high in a bun, his face was handsome, and his expression was gentle. The woman looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she looks quite playful and cute in a pale yellow dress, but although the facial features on her face are delicate and beautiful, the slightly raised eyebrows also make the whole face a little rude.

The most important thing is that both of them have obvious spiritual power fluctuations, and in Fu Sheng's opinion, this spiritual power fluctuation is obviously much stronger than his own, at least there must be a cultivation of the seventh or eighth level of the Qi refining period

! The man with a gentle face spoke, and his voice was also gentle and elegant, "Cousin, don't mess around! The room is obviously set, let's go find the inn again!"

Who knew that the barbaric woman didn't give up, but she shook off the gentle man who was holding her arm and said unceremoniously: "Let's look for it again?" We have found three inns, and this one still has

a room, I want to find you, and I want to decide on this room!" It was only at this time that the gentle man seemed to notice the fluctuation of the aura on Fu Sheng's body, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

But then he walked up to him with a look as usual, hugged his fists, and said with a hint of apology in his words: "It turns out that he is a fellow Taoist!

Fu Sheng didn't have any ill feelings towards the man named Chen Xingwen in front of him, but Fu Sheng, who had experienced four years of hard survival, knew that many fierce and evil people often looked quite kind.

However, Fu Sheng didn't do anything evil because of this, but said with a smile on his face with the same fist: "It turned out to be Brother Chen, I have met Daoyou in Xia

Fu Sheng!" The barbarian girl was startled when she heard the conversation between her cousin and Fu Sheng, and after carefully looking at it, the sarcastic look on her face flashed and said in a strange manner: "It's just a crappy monk who is only a fourth-level Qi cultivator, and he dares to call each other a Taoist friend with my cousin, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"

Chen Xingwen frowned fiercely, turned around and scolded at the barbarian girl.

"Chen Xingyao, you promised your uncle to listen to my arrangement for the whole trip, and I only then promised my uncle to take you out, if you continue to be so open-mouthed, when you return to the clan, I will definitely tell my uncle that you have to punish you for facing the wall for a year!"

Although Chen Xingwen still looked elegant when he spoke, anyone could see that Chen Xingwen was obviously angry at this time! Even Chen Xingyao,

who had always been rude, only dared to talk back when he heard this!

Chen Xingwen hugged his fists and said: "This is the sister, she has been rude since she was a child, which makes Brother Fu

smile!" The smile on Fu Sheng's face was full of spring breeze, and he waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, I and other immortal cultivators are already mindful and pursue their own hearts, Brother Chen, don't think too much!"

Seeing that the people on both sides turned into jade silk with a few words, the disappointment on the face of the shopkeeper flashed, if two groups of people competed for the price of this room, maybe they could make more money!

"It's rare to meet people in the same way, why don't we sit down and chat while eating?" Chen Xingwen proposed.

Although Fu Sheng had the intention to refuse the stranger's invitation, after all, this Chen Xingwen was the first fellow practitioner he had met since his cultivation in addition to Qing Fuzi and the three Jiedan monks, and Fu Sheng also wanted to inquire about some of the things he needed from Chen Xingwen's mouth, so Fu Sheng only thought about it for a while and nodded and agreed.

So everyone found a table and sat down, and instructed Xiao Er to buy a table of wine and food.

"Dare to ask Brother Fu, since you appeared here at this time, it must be for the ten-year Immortal Seedling Conference of Xunling Pavilion!"

The two of them complimented each other and then cut to the chase.

Fu Sheng said with some doubts

: "Immortal Seedling Conference?" Hearing Fu Sheng's answer, Chen Xingwen was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise: "Brother Fu doesn't even know about the Immortal Seedling Conference?"

I saw Fu Sheng smile bitterly: "It's just a casual cultivation in the next place, and by chance, I got a cultivation exercise and cultivated indiscriminately, and I really don't know much about the things in the immortal cultivation world."

After Chen Xingwen's introduction, Fu Sheng knew that the Immortal Miao Conference was a grand event held every ten years by Xunling Pavilion in order to select disciples.

If you can be selected by the Xunling Pavilion at the conference and accepted into the door, it can be said to be a great thing to ascend to the sky!

Of course, the Xunling Pavilion will also accept a lot of people like Fu Sheng who are not excellent in spiritual roots.

After all, there are elite disciples in the sect who specialize in cultivation, so the many miscellaneous things in the sect and the many things that deal with worldly people naturally can't let these elite disciples waste a lot of cultivation time!

Therefore, every year, this Immortal Seedling Conference will also attract a large number of casual cultivators and even mortals.

Chen Xingyao couldn't help but purse his lips and thought in his heart: "Hmph! The fur cultivation of the fourth layer of the Qi refining period is only a matter of cultivation, and he doesn't even know about the Immortal Miao Conference, what a dirt bun!" But because of Chen Xingwen's preface, he didn't say anything sneering clearly!

Fu Sheng smiled bitterly: "It turns out that there is such a grand event, but I am lonely and unheard." However, I also know

that it is really difficult to enter the Xunling Pavilion with such a shallow cultivation, and even if I go there this time, it will only be a long way to see!" "Brother Fu can't say that, Xunling Pavilion's choice of immortal seedlings is not just based on cultivation! I heard that in the last conference, there was a stupid boy who had no cultivation at all and tested the spiritual root by chance, and it turned out to be a golden and wood dual-attribute spiritual root, and he was immediately accepted by a senior in the Dan stage!" Chen Xingwen said with kind words.

Who knew that Fu Sheng shook his head with a wry smile, "Brother Chen doesn't have to comfort me, the qualifications under him are really poor, but it is a five-attribute pseudo-spiritual root, it is really difficult to get into the hall of elegance!" Hearing Fu

Sheng's words, Chen Xingwen didn't know how to say it for a while!

Full of wine and food, Chen Xingwen is certainly quoting scriptures and witty words, no matter what kind of knowledge and secrets he can say, under Fu Sheng's deliberate pandering, the atmosphere of this meal is harmonious.

"It's also a good thing to be able to talk with Brother Fu today, but since Brother Fu has found a place to rest, my sister and I will also find another place to rest, so we won't bother too much. "

Since that's the case, I won't keep Brother Chen, we will have a

period later!" "There will be a period later!" Originally

, Chen Xingwen had a little idea of making friends after seeing Fu Sheng, but in the later conversation, he learned that Fu Sheng was a foundationless casual cultivator, and the cultivation exercises were only obtained unintentionally, plus Fu Sheng himself was just a five-attribute pseudo-spiritual root with a chaotic and inferior spiritual root, so the previous few points of friendship naturally faded.

And the invitation that was originally going to go to the Immortal Miao Conference together was rotten in Chen Xingwen's stomach.

However, although Chen Xingwen did not show much abnormality because of this, who is Fu Sheng?

The meticulous Fu Sheng has long been aware of Chen Xingwen's subtle changes, but he can still talk and laugh with Chen Xingwen, as if he did not see the slightest clue.