Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Within the vast cloud sky realm.

The spiritual energy is like liquid, extremely abundant, hanging above the sky and visible to the naked eye, just like clouds, as if in the fairyland.

There are seven continents within the borders, surrounded by oceans.

In the southeast of one of them, 'Huanyuzhou', there are many sects.

The leaders are the three major sects.

They are the Wanxiang Sect, the Changsheng Sect and the Youxian Temple.

The three sects gathered in one place and supported each other. Their disciples also treated each other as brothers. Although they were three sects, they were actually one.

The family has survived three tribulations, and their power is so great that no one dares to underestimate them.

However, since the previous catastrophe outside the realm, the three sects’ headquarters were overturned and suffered heavy losses. One of the three ancestors, the Wanxiang Patriarch Zhong Yuanzi, was also seriously injured and was in seclusion.

On this day, the door of the cave in the long-silent Wanxiang Sect's retreat slowly opened, and a skinny old man walked out. He looked haggard and raised his head to the sky. He faintly heard a burst of joyful voices coming from the Taoist temple deep in the boundary membrane. His eyes were blank and slightly confused. He immediately called the boy guarding the door and asked doubtfully:
"Tong'er, what's the happy event outside?"

The boy looked up blankly. His cultivation was not good enough, so he could not hear the "happy event" the other party was talking about. His eyes rolled and he said quickly:
"I'll go ask the Sect Master!"

The skinny old man nodded slightly.

The boy ran away, shouting:
"The ancestor is awake! The ancestor is awake!"

Seeing this silly look, the skinny old man couldn't help laughing.

Not long after, a middle-aged monk came hurriedly. Seeing the skinny old man, a look of surprise appeared on his face:
"Master, have you recovered?"

The skinny old man smiled bitterly, looked down at his skinny body, and shook his head slightly:
"How can I recover from my injuries? I can only hold out for you for a while. After the catastrophe is over, I will go to the Yuntian Sect to exchange for a place for reincarnation and enlightenment..."

The joy on the middle-aged monk's face dimmed when he heard this, but he still forced a smile:
"It's good that our Grandmaster has come out of seclusion. We now have a backbone."

The skinny old man nodded, pointed to the sky and asked:

"Is there any happy event there?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the sky and realized that the other party was talking about the Yuntian Sect's dojo within the boundary membrane. He frowned and said:
"I heard that a powerful figure has come to the Yuntian Sect's dojo to help. His name is Taiyi. He has won five battles in a row. Even the person who is known as the number one in the Bodhisattva Realm on the Supreme True Buddha's side is no match for him. Because he won the fight invited by the Supreme True Buddha, he is now preparing a celebration banquet and has invited us. However, Master Qin has gone out to travel and has not returned yet. Uncle Master Qitian also declined on the grounds of cultivation. Master, you have not recovered yet, so we did not go."

"Invitation to fight?"

The skinny old man was a little confused.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged monk knew that the other party had been in seclusion for a long time and had limited knowledge of the situation outside, so he briefly explained the recent situation.

"This evil monk of the Supreme Buddha has come again..."

An abnormal red color appeared on the skinny old man's dry and sallow face, as if he was recalling the situation when the world was broken in the past. A trace of resentment and sigh flashed in his eyes.

If it weren't for these evil monks of the Supreme True Buddha, he could have made it to the middle stage of the tribulation in one go, but he happened to encounter this kind of human tribulation, which caused him to fail at the last minute, and he also damaged his foundation, and his time is running out.

Now he can only hide in the sect, quietly waiting for the end to come.

Sensing that the atmosphere was a little heavy, the skinny old man reluctantly changed the subject and sighed:

"This Taoist Taiyi has won five battles in a row. What a great man! I don't know where he came from, but he must be from a great world..."

The middle-aged monk heard this and said:
"I heard that he might be a cultivator from a nearby realm. He came to help because he heard that the Supreme True Buddha was attacking our realm. Many great masters who have transcended the tribulation praised his profound Taoism. Some even praised him as the best cultivator in the late stage of transcending the tribulation in the realm sea. He is an extraordinary person who appears only once every 100,000 years."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but look fascinated:

"He was also treated as an honored guest in the Yuntian Sect. I heard that after he won five battles in a row, even the White Sect Master of the Yuntian Sect came out to greet him personally and was very respectful."

"Bullshit."

Upon hearing this, the skinny old man couldn't help but laugh and curse:
"Master Bai is of such status and realm that he is about to reach the Mahayana stage. Not to mention that he is the number one person below the late stage of the Tribulation Crossing, even if he is a true cultivator in the late stage of the Tribulation Crossing, people should treat him with great respect."

"However," he paused, his eyes showing emotion:
"I believe such a person can also be treated with courtesy by the White Sect."

I couldn't help but feel a complex mixture of envy and regret in my heart again.

He also thought that one day he would become a guest of honor of Yuntian Sect like the 'Taiyi Taoist' and chat and laugh with the Yuntian Sect's leader.

He even ascended to the upper realm and became a famous story in the Yuntian Realm.

But all of this was buried in the dust along with the serious injury he suffered before.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shook his head and pointed out:
"You didn't do very well."

"Your great-grandmaster is extremely gifted, but his temperament is even more aloof. He doesn't like to get close to others. The disciples of Youxian Temple are quite similar to him. That's fine. Your great-grandmaster Qi Tian is not good at communicating with fellow practitioners, but he is also very focused on his cultivation."

"But you are the leader of the Wanxiang Sect after all. You should go to the Yuntian Sect and make friends with fellow Taoists. It would be even better if you can get to know Taoist Taiyi and ask for his advice. You will also be able to comprehend the rules as soon as possible and enter the realm of transcending tribulation. You should know that you are thirsty for learning. If you keep working in seclusion every day like this, when will you achieve anything?"

The middle-aged monk couldn't help but look ashamed when he heard this:
"My disciple is stupid and perhaps has no hope of overcoming the tribulation."

The skinny old man couldn't help but sigh when he heard this:
"You are not stupid, but you have limited energy. You are busy with worldly affairs, and you have to support the sect alone because of my serious injury. You have been confused and delayed your cultivation... It is also my fault."

"Master has never been wrong."

The middle-aged monk said hurriedly.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise from a distance, and then the boy exclaimed:

"You cannot go in without being summoned by the ancestor!"

"Step aside."

A slightly cold voice was very rude.

"No! I won't let you!"

The boy huffed.

The skinny old man couldn't help but frown.

He looked at the middle-aged monk and asked doubtfully:

"what happened?"

When the middle-aged monk heard the voice, a look of helplessness suddenly appeared on his face:
"Replying to Master, it was a disciple who ascended from the Wanxiang Sect in the lower realm a few years ago. He came here after the disaster."

"He has come to me many times, saying that the lower world is in danger and he hopes that we will go to rescue you. I have also told him many times that you are seriously injured, not to mention that we don't have the energy to take care of you now that a catastrophe is approaching. But he was relentless and even entangled several other elders who have ascended from the lower world. He must have heard the news that you have come out of retreat, so he rushed over."

The skinny old man couldn't help but frown upon hearing this, and his voice was unusually stern:

"It's not the lower world, it's the Ogura world!"

"That is the root of my Wanxiang Sect!"

The middle-aged monk realized that he had said something wrong and nodded quickly.

Seeing this, the skinny old man's expression eased a little, and he said earnestly:

"No matter where they come from, Xiaocangjie and Yuntianjie are all members of our Wanxiang Sect. Only when we are united in purpose can we be successful!"

"I have said this to your master and to you before. I will say it to you again. You are the leader of a sect, so you must not think about the upper or lower realms!"

As he spoke, his voice became more severe.

The middle-aged monk may not agree in his heart, but he did not dare to go against the words of the skinny old man, and nodded repeatedly.

The skinny old man spoke in a deep voice, then said:
"Go, call that disciple over."

The middle-aged monk was startled and hesitated a little:
"But……"

"I am sorry for the Wanxiang Sect in Xiaocangjie."

The skinny old man looked a little depressed and said in a deep voice:

"My ability is limited. Before the Supreme True Buddha broke through the boundary, I sent Jiang Yi there. If everything went well for the Wanxiang Sect in Xiaocang Realm, they should have arrived here long ago. But now they failed to come. No matter what the reason is, they must have failed..."

"I gave them hope, but I failed to save them in the end. If I hide again now, wouldn't it be even more despised by others?" "Grandmaster, you are here because you are injured..."

The middle-aged monk couldn't help but say.

"No need to say more."

The skinny old man was firm and resolute.

He had indeed put a lot of thought into coming to the Wanxiang Sect from the Xiaocang Realm. He went to the Yuntian Sect specifically to exchange for the method of reincarnation and arranged for his disciples to lead the way. At the same time, he had also made preparations in his mind. If the route through the whirlpool of the boundary sea was not feasible, he would cross the boundary sea and go to rescue in person.

Although he had never been out and didn't know much about the boundary sea, and his idea was opposed by his teacher, he felt that with the long lifespan and powerful means of the tribulation-crossing monks, there was still hope for him to find the Xiaocang Realm.

However, the emergence of the Supreme True Buddha completely disrupted all these arrangements.

Not only did the Wanxiang Sect suffer heavy losses, but he himself was also seriously injured. There is no further talk at this point.

Thinking of this, I felt a sense of sadness rising in my heart.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk had no choice but to hurry down.

Soon, a Taoist priest with jade hairpins, crane hair, moon-white Taoist robe and meticulous expression followed behind him.

Seeing the skinny old man, the Taoist's indifferent face first showed a hint of joy, then he noticed the skinny old man's weakening aura and showed worry:
"Master Chongyuan, how could you..."

He paused slightly, as if he didn't know how to describe the condition of the skinny old man.

The middle-aged monk said solemnly:
"I have told you many times that it is not that we are unwilling to save you, but our master is seriously injured and has not recovered yet. We are willing but unable to do so. You should be able to see this clearly..."

"Okay."

The skinny old man waved his hand, signaling the middle-aged monk to go down first. The middle-aged monk did not dare to disobey. Then the old man looked at the Taoist in front of him, looked him up and down, and could not help but show approval:

"You are able to ascend to the sky even when the Chaos Essence around the Xiaocang Realm is becoming increasingly depleted. This shows that you have a firm heart and extraordinary talents. What is your name?"

Taoist Qingjue did not dare to neglect and bowed quickly:
"I have forgotten my secular name, and only retain the name given by my teacher, 'Hui Yunzi'."

"Hui Yunzi..."

The skinny old man said in a gentle voice:
"Hui means a focused mind, and Yun means to hide. A handsome person hides his beauty inside and his mind is focused. It seems that your teacher thinks highly of you. Are you from the Lianqing Peak lineage?"

"Yes, the master has a keen eye."

Hui Yunzi looked cold in front of others, but in front of the old man, she could not hide the waves in her heart.

After so many years of ascension, he finally saw with his own eyes the founder of the Wanxiang Sect, Chong Yuanzi.

The name of this ancestor is so extraordinary in the hearts of the disciples of Wanxiang Sect that even he is no exception.

"Lianqing Peak achieves the ultimate love through ruthlessness. No wonder you have been looking for the sect master all these years."

Chong Yuanzi nodded slightly and revealed the secret of the practice of the Lianqing Peak lineage in one sentence.

He was also familiar with the respect in Hui Yunzi's eyes. Over the years, younger disciples had ascended to heaven one after another, and they all looked at him in the same way, with reverence, which made him feel even more guilty.

He sighed and said:
"Don't blame him. After all, he is the leader of a sect and has a lot to worry about. I am seriously injured and he is under great pressure. Even if he wants to rescue Xiaocangjie, he is powerless."

Upon hearing this, Hui Yunzi hesitated to speak and ultimately did not refute.

He had not just ascended to the heavens. He had been here for so many years. Except for not having met Patriarch Chongyuan, he had actually been traveling for a long time. He had even paid a visit to Patriarch Qitian. He was very clear about the situation in the Wanxiang Sect of the Yuntian Realm.

In addition to the direct reason that Chong Yuanzi was seriously injured, the more important thing is that the Wanxiang Sect nowadays is not only composed of ascended disciples from the Xiaocang Realm, but also many disciples from the Yuntian Realm. Although the Wanxiang Sect has a harmonious style, rescuing the Xiaocang Realm across the border involves too many things and is bound to cause too much loss. It is a problem to provide manpower and effort, and naturally there will be conflicts of interest.

When Master Chongyuan was at the peak of his power, naturally no one would object, and everyone just listened to the master.

But the founder is in trouble now, so the disciples below naturally have to consider their own people.

But he really couldn't bear to say these words in front of his revered master.

Chong Yuanzi might also know the crux of the matter, but he was willing but unable to do so. Moreover, Wanxiang Sect urgently needed all the cultivators to unite, and even more so needed a cultivator who could transcend tribulations to take charge. It was not appropriate to intensify the conflict, so he changed the subject and asked curiously:

"If my deduction is correct, the Chaos Source around the Xiaocang Realm will be exhausted and will definitely be downgraded again. By then, it will probably be difficult to accommodate even the Divine Transformation. You were able to ascend here, so you must have gone through a lot of twists and turns, right?"

Upon hearing this, Hui Yunzi did not dare to hide anything and immediately told everyone what he had seen and heard in the Xiaocang world.

When he heard that the boundary membrane was broken, Chong Yuanzi's expression did not change. Until he heard that the cultivators from various continents sacrificed their bodies to repair the sky, and that the Wanxiang Sect, from the Sect Master on down, had lost their spirits for a time, he could not help but sigh:

"The will of heaven is always difficult to predict. I have predicted the catastrophe of the world in Xiaocang Realm, but I cannot predict the human catastrophe... It's a pity for these young people, what a pity, what a pity!"

He said "what a pity" several times in a row, and the regret in his heart was so deep that it almost overflowed with words.

Hui Yunzi kept talking, but he told the story of Wang Ba succeeding the position of deputy sect leader, assisting two successive sect leaders, being enterprising and setting up a temple, and even how the original demon sect's Han Yanzi later brought in the outside world eaters and Wang Ba killed Han Yanzi. He only stopped abruptly when he finally repaired the sky alone and turned the tide.

This was all he saw before his ascension.

Listening to Hui Yunzi's simple narration, Chong Yuanzi was surprised and sighed, and then his face showed confusion:
"This young man is so capable, why doesn't he just become a clan leader himself?"

Hui Yunzi was slightly startled and a little confused when he heard this. He had never thought about this question carefully. Now that he thinks about it, he is indeed a little puzzled.

Fortunately, Zhong Yuanzi did not dwell on this question. After a moment of hesitation, he said:

"This boy was able to turn the tide when the realm was in danger. It can be seen that he was favored by the destiny of the Xiaocang Realm. He was blessed with good fortune. It is said that after so much time, he might have ascended to heaven. But if he could not ascend, given the situation of the Xiaocang Realm, I am afraid that now..."

He didn't say anything else, but Hui Yunzi already understood what he meant.

Without the supply of Chaos Source, the Xiaocang Realm would only become weaker and weaker until it was destroyed. This was also the biggest crisis facing the Xiaocang Realm that he realized when he ascended. However, he left in a hurry at that time and did not even have time to tell Wang Ba and the others, so he did not know what the situation was like now.

His heart sank, and then he said in a deep voice:
"I understand the difficulties of my sect, but my fellow disciples in Xiaocang Realm are still in dire straits. I have been guarding the ancestral temple for ten thousand years, just to take my fellow disciples to Yuntian Realm to avoid disaster. Now that I have come here, I can't see my fellow disciples. I feel uneasy. I only ask for the guidance of the ancestor. I want to return to Xiaocang Realm from the whirlpool of the sea of ​​​​worlds."

"Even if I can't save my fellow disciples, I am willing to die here!"

Chong Yuanzi was suddenly moved when he heard this!
Looking at Hui Yunzi, his heart was in turmoil and he couldn't help but sigh:
"I know that if you, the Lianqing lineage, have made up your mind, you will die, even if you are torn to pieces... Never mind, I don't have much time left. If there is a chance, I will definitely help you. I will do my best for the younger generations of the Wanxiang Sect in Xiaocang Realm. But now the Supreme True Buddha is causing trouble. I can only wait until they retreat and I am not dead. Then I will go to the Yuntian Sect to take a look."

Upon hearing Zhong Yuanzi's promise, Hui Yunzi immediately bowed to him solemnly:
"On behalf of the Wanxiang Sect of Xiaocang Realm, this disciple would like to thank the Grandmaster!"

Chong Yuanzi did not dodge, but just looked up into the distance and sighed slightly.

Time comes and the world has the same force, and it is not free to transport heroes.

Although he had some difficulties in the Ogura world in the past, he was still successful in the end. Together with his teacher and fellow apprentices, the three of them could be said to be the protagonists of the world at that time. The three of them worked together and were successful in everything they did.

Until they ascended to the Cloud Heaven Realm, the three of them, with their combined efforts, grew rapidly, were ambitious, and established their own sect. They soon made a great name for themselves. When the three of them achieved transcendence one after another, they attracted the attention of those around them.

However, his life seemed to have come to an end here.

Good times will come after bad times, and prosperity will inevitably decline.

The Supreme Buddha broke through the boundary and came, shattering his hopes and also cutting off his possibility of further progress.

He is no longer the protagonist of this world, and he will eventually leave this stage to future generations and walk towards his final farewell alone.

Although reluctant, one has to obey the invisible and intangible fate.

At this moment, the boy who was guarding the gate came hurriedly and shouted anxiously:

"Ancestor! Ancestor! There is something urgent! The Sect Master asked me to invite you over."

Chong Yuanzi was a little confused and asked from a distance:

"The Sect Master invites me over?"

He felt even more confused. He was seriously injured now. Although he was not unable to walk, it was not suitable for him to go out easily. The sect leader must be aware of his condition and should not give such instructions to the boy.

"Unless it's something important."

While I was thinking, the boy came running over and said urgently:
"It's a master named Chen from Yuntian Sect who came here and said he wants to invite you to the celebration banquet."

"Yuntian Sect, the master surnamed Chen?"

As Chong Yuanzi read these words, his eyes became more confused... (End of this chapter)