Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

Welcoming and sending people back and forth was very noisy.

Taoshan Peak presents a pair of second-level purple ginseng and a second-level magic weapon meteor hammer.

An old man, well versed in driving, came to Yaolu and spent generously, showing his sincerity.

Elder Mu? There's no need to be so solemn.

Luzhu recognized this old man. She and Chen Sheng once rode cranes down to Sijiu City. The pair of white cranes were given by Mu Rufeng.

Starting from this, Yaolu and Mu Rufeng were also familiar with each other, and over the years, they developed a friendship.

Since they are familiar with each other, there is no need to bring heavy gifts.

need!

Mu Rufeng waved his hand and said calmly and naturally, I haven't seen Elder Chen for a long time. I miss him so much. I wonder if we can reminisce in person.

The left and right are just some external objects. If they can win Chen Sheng's favor, I don't know how many people would be willing to worship them.

Of course you can.

Mu Rufeng is a person who has friendship with Yaolu. Luzhu knows that Chen Sheng misses the past the most and will not turn away any old friends who come to visit.

Immediately, she led Mu Rufeng straight to the courtyard of Longxing Palace.

Elder Mu, I have to take care of your Mutong family again.

Chen Sheng raised his eyes and saw Mu Rufeng's figure, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

There is no big concern between the two, but with Mutong as the point of contact, they get along harmoniously.

Roughly speaking, he is half of his own family.

Nothing, I just came here to catch up on old times. Come to think of it, we have been friends for twenty-five years. Time flies so fast.

Mu Rufeng had such a small thought, but more importantly, he really came to congratulate Chen Sheng for attaining the rank of a second-level top alchemist and leaping to the pinnacle of border alchemists.

From then on, as long as he did not betray the Immortal Sect, his position was stable and no one could shake it.

That kid Mu Tong, although his alchemy skills are not at the top level of Yaolu, it is enough to gain a foothold in Yaolu.

Mentioning Mu Tong, a chubby figure appeared in Chen Sheng's mind. He was a bit naive, but he was serious about his work and full of vigor.

Like Zhou Lie, Mu Tong calmed down his mind after participating in the outer sect competition. From then on, he devoted himself to the study of alchemy and finally achieved success.

In the past twenty-five years, the changes in the positions of Yaolu personnel all bear the name of Mutong. He has gone smoothly, been promoted three times, and has firmly occupied a place in Yaolu.

It's also because of Elder Chen's care.

Mu Rufeng is an elder of the inner sect, and he knows that some of the activities in the Dao lineage are not aboveboard. Sometimes, if he is not careful, he will never get up again.

His grandson Mu Tong was not clever enough. If he could go smoothly in the medicine house, he must be under the care of Chen Sheng.

No, that's his own fault.

Chen Sheng shook his head. According to the rules of Yaolu he had set, he would not specifically make an exception for one person.

Mutong may not be flexible enough as a person, but he can uphold the moral principles in his heart, and he specializes in alchemy and works tirelessly.

Such people would not be mentioned anywhere else, but in today's medicine houses, they will never be buried or ignored.

I have a strong balance in my mind about this matter, and I will never make a mistake.

Mu Rufeng didn't think so. He was stubborn, and Mu Tong had smooth sailing along the way, as evidenced by this.

He was even quite touched by Chen Sheng's tacit behavior. He was a decent man and took care of Mu Tong's feelings.

Ah……

Chen Sheng was at a loss for words.

Mu Rufeng misunderstood him too much.

After the pair of cranes, the outer sect competition and Mu Tong's normal promotion were all regarded as taking care of.

But he really didn't do anything.

No matter what, Mu Rufeng left laughing.

It’s the beginning of the month again.

Chen Sheng followed the old routine and came to the side hall, but his eyebrows were slightly raised. He saw that the documents on the documents were densely packed, and were more than five or six times thicker than the previous month.

How come there are so many documents out of thin air?

Puzzled, he sat down, picked up a document, put it down quickly, and then picked up another document. He did this three or four times, and finally showed a look of enlightenment.

Yangxinfeng congratulates Elder Chen for successfully completing the Qianyuan Dragon and Tiger Pill. If there is an opportunity to cooperate in the future, don't forget us.

The Medicine House is in the hands of Elder Chen, and it is prosperous and majestic. Chang Mingfeng pays his respects here.

There are many people fighting in the Law Enforcement Hall. If Elder Chen refines a high-grade healing elixir, don't forget about the brothers.

…

The proliferation of documents on the slips is not that there are five or six times more things, but congratulatory messages sent by people from various major circles, including deacons and elders, through various channels.

They are harassing you openly, and they are also harassing you on paper. These people...

Chen Sheng was a little speechless. Others might like the atmosphere of being surrounded by stars, but he didn't like it. He just wanted to peacefully follow this path of cultivating immortality.

Chores and trivial favors are all illusory.

But he couldn't completely detach himself, so he could only exercise some restraint and try not to get involved.

Tu Feng and Yao Lu are fighting over a mineral vein, and there have been casualties.

Suddenly, a serious document came into Chen Sheng's eyes. He raised his eyebrows and looked a little solemn.

What is recorded above is a new mineral vein, which was discovered by Yaolu and Tu Feng at the same time. The two parties could not reach an agreement, so they fought.

In Yaolu's side, an alchemist was slightly injured, two alchemy apprentices were seriously injured, and more than a dozen slaves were directly killed.

Elder Tu Feng, the conflict between the two families cannot expand any further. You decide whether it is justified or not.

Chen Sheng's words were appropriate, but the document he wrote to Tu Feng was full of vigor and iron. His writing was sharp, as if there were swords that were ready to fly.

Yaolu has its own rules and regulations, and there are regulations on what should be fought and what should not be fought.

Now that we have argued, the one who is in the wrong is Tu Feng.

Tu Feng.

What do you think?

Elder Tu Feng summoned the punishment, showed him Yaolu's documents, and asked him to express his opinions.

It's up to us to decide? To put it nicely, can this conflict of interests be explained clearly?

Xing Ming saw clearly that an ownerless mine was worth a lot of money and everyone wanted to take control of it. It was normal for both parties to have disagreements, disputes, and then fights.

Seeing blood and accumulating anger cannot be explained with words.

Yeah, it's hard to explain. Others will only think that the winning side is stronger.

Elder Tu Feng nodded slightly, agreeing with Xing Ming's remarks. The battle between the two Dao lines also reflected the difference between strength and weakness.

How can a strong Taoist person reason with a weak Taoist person and then apologize.

Then I will send some people to guard the Crow Cloud Mine to prevent Yaolu from reinforcing us and bullying us.

There was a hint of joy in Xing Ming's eyes. When he and Chen Sheng competed for the position of Yaolu elder, they were jumped by people from the Law Enforcement Hall and fell to the conspiracy.

Now, I feel happy to be able to trouble Chen Sheng.

No need, just go on.

Elder Tu Feng waved his hand to refute Xing Ming's thoughts and asked him to step back.

Peak Master?

Xing Ming couldn't turn his head around and was a little puzzled. He even wondered if he had an auditory hallucination and heard something he shouldn't have heard.

You don't need to take care of this matter.

Elder Tu Feng's eyes were fixed on Xing Ming, and the emotions revealed were extremely serious.

Yes..., the disciple knows it.

Xing Ming's heart was shocked, as if all his little thoughts had been seen through. He lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Elder Tu Feng's eyes. He wanted to speak several times, but finally accepted it.

Peak Master, what Junior Brother Xing Ming said makes sense, why...

After Xing Ming left, one of his senior brothers was also puzzled as to why the elder abandoned the correct plan and did not use it.

What makes sense is right? Didn't he just say that it's impossible to explain the entanglement of interests.

Elder Tu Feng stood on the mountain peak, with his back to the disciples, his eyes dark, and said: He has a conflict with Chen Sheng, I don't need him, this is a consideration of interests.

These words seemed to be an explanation, but also seemed to be spoken to oneself.

Is Yaolu's prestige so great that the Peak Master has to give in?

The man understood. No matter how righteous and righteous the words were, they could not hide the great power of Yaolu. Especially with Chen Sheng, a second-level top alchemist, sitting in charge, Tu Feng could not possibly do it for a mine. Hold on for dear life.

Xing Ming had thoughts in his heart that he shouldn't have, so they were naturally abandoned.

Mingdu Mountain.

A gap was opened in it. It was very deep, but not dark. The skylight shone through, reflecting the light of bits of gold.

The yin and yang of the mountain were divided into two camps, each building a fortress and formation, competing with each other.

Master Huang, wouldn't it be a good idea to fight these alchemists to death?

In the camp on the left, a deacon from Tu Feng, with a sad face and a lack of confidence, was discussing with a middle-aged man with a burly body and unruly features.

You're scared!

Huang Xiancheng squinted at the steward, looking unconcerned.

That's the alchemist from Yaolu. Gold is very expensive.

Deacon Tu Feng smiled bitterly.

Alchemists have been noble since ancient times.

The alchemist of Yaolu is even more noble and cannot do anything easily.

The upper level has the considerations of the upper level. If the sky falls and a tall man stands up, what are you afraid of?

Huang Xiancheng's face was full of indifference. He was a casual cultivator and was not afraid of anything. He also had private instructions from Xing Ming, so he was full of confidence.

The monk of the Immortal Sect, the alchemist of Yaolu, who was usually aloof, could be beaten or scolded as he pleased, and he felt very majestic.

Yes, yes, I am unfounded.

Deacon Tu Feng frowned, almost overlapping his eyebrows, but Huang Xiancheng was no match for him, so he had to step back.

The master of the fist has the dominant power, and Huang Xiancheng is a monk in the foundation-building realm. He is a small person in the Qi-refining realm, how can he dare to jump.

at this time.

Bah, if we weren't not good at fighting, we would have torn off that guy's head long ago.

In the camp on the right, two Yaolu monks who specialized in growing spiritual herbs stared at the opposite side with extremely unkind eyes.

This was the first time in so many years that they felt aggrieved.

The document from Mingdu Mountain has arrived on the elder's desk. He won't be able to stay around for long.

It was recorded in the document that Master Qi, who had been cheated, was equally unhappy, but could still calmly preside over the overall situation.

He believed that Yaolu would give them the most fair treatment.

Yes, the elders will take care of it.

Hearing what he said, the monks in Yaolu became quiet and looked expectant. The elder's reinforcements arrived earlier and swept away the smelly fish and shrimps on the opposite side.

No one can doubt this!

Where is Huang Xiancheng!

The sun was rising, and with a flash of light, a young monk wearing golden robes appeared in the sky. With an indifferent expression, he descended to Mingdu Mountain and called a person by his first name.

I am! Why don't you see the supervisor?

Huang Xiancheng walked out, noticed something was wrong, and reported Xing Ming's name.

He dared to be unscrupulous and provoke Yaolu, which was really the courage given by his criminal sentence.

This is a senior member of Tu Feng. He holds great power and speaks with great weight, so he dares to tease Yaolu.

Bold thief, you deceived Tu Feng's disciples and harmed the alchemist of Yaolu. You should be killed.

The golden-robed monk shouted loudly, and the void rolled like thunder, but a murderous aura swept across dozens of miles, causing the clouds to fly away and the rocks to fall rustlingly.

The next moment, he commanded the flying sword, which seemed to be melted into one body with the sunlight in the sky. Suddenly, it disappeared in an instant.

Qiang

Huang Xiancheng's heart was beating fast, as if a disaster was about to happen. He turned around and saw a cut on his left arm.

A blood-stained flying sword passed by him. If he slowed down a little, he would be cut in half.

No, I want to see the supervisor.

Huang Xiancheng seemed unaware of the blood on his hands, and his mind was spinning. He didn't know that he had become a victim of the two families in the fight, a vent and a step up.

This won't work. He sided with Tu Feng and Yaolu to fight because of an internal dispute. The Guangxiu Immortal Sect would not go to war.

And if he was kicked out of Tu Feng's queue, it would be because he provoked Yaolu and offended the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

He couldn't afford this result.

The real messenger is Xing Ming. That guy must take the lead in order to remove him from the dangerous position.

No, he won't see you.

The golden-robed monk sneered. Xing Ming was a direct descendant of Tu Feng, so he would not be sacrificed. Huang Xiancheng was like a weed, so it didn't matter.

I pick it up when I use it, and throw it away when I don't need it. There is no such truth in the world.

Huang Xiancheng felt the aloofness and strength of the Xianzong. Thinking of his own situation, he felt angry, and his unruly and domineering side was fully revealed.

kill!

There was a fierce light in his eyes. The Immortal Sect monks had the living methods of the Immortal Sect monks. They, the casual cultivators, also had their own ways.

He stopped interfering in this matter, killed the Shangguan in front of him, escaped with his life, and went somewhere else.

I don’t want to serve you anymore!

As soon as his thoughts changed, Huang Xiancheng realized that the world was vast and he could roam freely.

He held a domineering sword in his hand, raised it up, and the sword intention soared to the sky, turned into the abyss of the earth, held up the sacred mountain, and hit the golden-robed monk directly.

How dare you be so cruel!

The golden-robed monk looked indifferent. Immortal Sect monks have always been arrogant, not because of their status, but because of their superiority.

As soon as he spit it out, a second-level magic weapon flew out. It was a stone seal, square in shape, falling down, but it suppressed the world in all directions, making Huang Xiancheng unable to escape.

Then, with a downward pressure, a hole suddenly appeared on Huang Xiancheng's head, with white and red holes rising up, filled with life-fire.

I hate it. If I had known, I would have sold my life to Yaolu.

His eyes were distracted, and when he was about to die, he was full of resentment for his punishment. If he had known that he was an unreliable person, he would have been able to maintain his prestige for at least several decades by selling his life to the Yaolu.

Tu Feng doesn't want it, but we want it?

Master Qi Dan witnessed the whole process with his own eyes and knew that it was Yaolu's use of force that allowed Tu Feng to correct the chaos.

Hearing these words, he muttered, The people in Yaolu are all innocent, and we really don't accept such unruly and domineering people.

Guys, the matter has been resolved. This Crow Cloud Mine belongs to Yaolu from now on.

Hearing this, the golden-robed monk's mouth twitched, and he finally suppressed the curse in his heart. He bowed to the people in Yaolu, turned around, and entered Qingming.