Chapter 8 Departure
As soon as Zhou Qing walked out of Huixian Tower, guards from the City Lord's Mansion escorted him away.

As he walked, he thought about his performance just now and felt very satisfied, especially the back view of him leaving casually at the end, which should have left a good impression on the immortal master.

He must have a firm grasp on the character setting.

This is like a layer of protective color on his body, which can save him from many troubles and even save his life at critical moments.

He was not so naive as to think that all the people in the world of immortal cultivation were indifferent, peaceful and pure-hearted immortals.

Cultivation also requires resources, and when resources are needed, competition is inevitable. I am afraid that the world of cultivation is much more cruel than the mortal world.

He couldn't help but think about his own safety in advance.

Old Man Zhou had been sent to the house given by the city lord, along with the girl named Xiaotao.

When Zhou Qing returned home, there was inevitably chaos.

All the servants in the house understood that this young master was the real backer of the Zhou family, so they naturally tried their best to curry favor with him.

Zhou Qing spent three days in the world training servants for his father. He used both kindness and force, gave Xiao Tao a slight beating, and finally told her to take good care of his father.

Seeing that the family situation was back on track, Zhou Qing finally felt relieved and said, "We may not have the chance to meet again this time. Take care of yourself, Dad. If you have any difficulties, go to the City Lord's Mansion for help. The City Lord will not refuse."

Ever since his son passed the test, Father Zhou had been preparing for this moment, but when the time came, he couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "I'll see you off."

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "It doesn't matter where I send you. Dad, just stay at home and live your life well from now on."

After saying that, he said goodbye and left Zhou Mansion, heading towards Linxiantai.

Watching Zhou Qing's figure gradually disappear in the morning light, everyone in the Zhou Mansion felt lost.

Xiao Tao supported Old Man Zhou and said, "Master, let's go back. Young Master Qing is a natural cultivator, unfettered by the shackles of the mundane world. Now that he has broken free from his shackles and soared high into the sky, we should be happy for him."

……

Under the Linxian Terrace, there is a feeling of sadness and parting.

The immortal seedlings were saying goodbye to their loved ones, each with tears in their eyes. The sad atmosphere was so great that even the people watching nearby couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, Zhou Qing came from a distance with leisurely steps. His elegant and free-spirited temperament immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Carpenter Wang was just telling his son to consult Zhou Qing when he got to the Immortal Cultivation Realm. Seeing Zhou Qing coming over, he asked, "Zhou Qing, why isn't Brother Zhou here?"

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "We've said everything we need to say in three days. What are you still coming for?"

He didn't mean anything else by what he said, but the immortal seedlings couldn't help but blush.

During these three days, they were all drunk and dreaming, and they didn't have much time to spend with their families.

Wei Xu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking to himself, Brother Zhou is indeed different from others.

At noon, the immortal master Chen Qingxuan arrived at Linxiantai.

The immortal seedlings had no choice but to bid farewell to their relatives and follow the immortal master onto the stage.

Looking at their loved ones in the audience with eyes full of reluctance to leave, and the Huixian Tower in the distance, and thinking of the drunken and dreamy life they had lived in the past three days, the immortal seedlings suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

It seems that everything in the past was a dream, and now the place I am about to go and the life I am about to start are real.

Chen Qingxuan was very satisfied with the state of the immortal seedlings. This state of mind, like waking from a dream, was the best state for entering the Tao and cultivating immortality. If one could not see mundane life as a dream, how could one develop a truly persistent heart for seeking the Tao?
Chen Qingxuan took out a paper boat from his sleeve and threw it into the air. The paper boat quickly grew in the air and turned into a huge pleasure boat.

The pleasure boat is about twenty to thirty feet long and is taller than Huixian Tower.

The pleasure boat is covered with gauze curtains everywhere, fluttering in the wind, which is fascinating. There are colorful ribbons hanging from the side of the boat. Next to each ribbon, there is a huge crane, leisurely combing its feathers with its long beak.

All the immortal seedlings looked at the pleasure boat with envy, wondering when they would also be able to have the ability to throw a huge boat at will.

Chen Qingxuan ordered all the immortal seedlings to board the ship, and then he made a few hand gestures. The cranes on the side of the ship picked up the ribbons beside them and flapped their wings to fly into the sky.

The giant boat slowly left the ground, then its speed became faster and faster, and soon it went deep into the clouds.

All the immortal seedlings lay on the side of the boat and looked down, and found that they could no longer see the earth, but only an endless sea of ​​clouds rolling wildly.

Wei Xu stood on the bow, looking at the layers of clouds and waves ahead that were being broken by the ship's hull. He couldn't help but feel very excited and shouted loudly: "From now on, we are no longer ordinary people!"

Others were also inspired by him and spoke up to express their own lofty ambitions.

Chen Qingxuan held his wine gourd, squinted his eyes, looked at these young immortal seedlings, sighed and shook his head, thinking, this may be the most proud time of your life.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he realized that Zhou Qing was not like the other immortal seedlings, watching the magnificent sight of the giant boat cutting through the clouds and waves. Instead, he was sitting quietly in the cabin like him. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Aren't you curious about the scene outside?"

"Of course I'm curious."

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "But I think that if I leave my first soaring flight to myself after I learn to fly freely in the air, the feeling will be countless times more exciting."

Chen Qingxuan said: "You are the most determined person I have ever met in pursuing the Tao. Unfortunately..."

He shook his head and said with some sadness: "In the world of immortal cultivation, the situation often changes unexpectedly. No one can say for sure whether they will survive tomorrow. Sometimes, while there is still a chance, enjoying life in time is also an option."

Zhou Qing was surprised and said, "This doesn't seem like the words of the immortal master who is training us and hoping that we can stop pursuing worldly pleasures."

Chen Qingxuan said self-deprecatingly: "When people get old, it's inevitable that their ambitions will decline. What I said just now was wrong."

In fact, he thought that Zhou Qing only had one spiritual root. It was almost impossible for him to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refining and fly in the air with his own ability in this life.

He didn't want this young man whom he had high hopes for to torment himself too much for an almost impossible goal. It would be better for him to enjoy some fun things while he was young so that his life would not be in vain.

If Zhou Qing could have a few more spiritual roots, with his demonstrated talent and extraordinary perseverance, Chen Qingxuan would have wanted to supervise his practice every day and not give him a chance to slack off.

"Uncle Chen, how long will it take us to reach the Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

Wei Xu asked.

The immortal seedlings were originally outside admiring the magnificent view of the sea of ​​clouds. When they noticed Zhou Qing chatting with Chen Qingxuan, they all entered the cabin, hoping to find out some news about the immortal world in advance.

Chen Qingxuan smiled and said, "It will only take half a month."

Wei Xu was surprised and asked, "It will take half a month to fly?"

Chen Qingxuan said, "This is because our Qingyun Sect's flying boat is so fast, it can fly ten thousand miles a day, so we can arrive within half a month."

"Other Jindan sects, or even Yuanying Daochang, may not have such a swift flying boat."

(End of this chapter)

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