Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

The sun rises and the moon sets.

As the sun rose, there was no trace of the Demon Abyss Realm or Yang Liu left inside the Void Evolution Cauldron; it was as if it had just been forged into a priceless treasure.

Even the supreme treasure "God" nurtured within the cauldron was destroyed by Luo Chen, who planned to nurture another one himself later.

This cauldron was no different from a newly created treasure. Luo Chen hung the small cauldron, about half the size of a fist, on the other side of his waist, on the left and right sides of the treasure wheel that the Samsara Earth had transformed into.

After doing all this, he stood up and walked out of the attic.

The summit of Linglu Peak has been very peaceful in recent years. Lin Jiuxiao took Ye Qi to the Boundary Sea for training.

Besides cultivating his skills, Sun Wukong spent his days leaping and bounding to other star islands to challenge the most talented disciples.

noon.

Luo Chen was instructing his disciples on their skills at the alchemy plaza halfway up the mountain.

In the crowd, Jiang Yingxue saw Luo Chen, opened her mouth, and felt a mix of emotions.

Thinking about what happened yesterday, she felt a surge of excitement, because she seemed to have discovered her master's secret, a secret that only she knew.

This feeling is wonderful.

But she still felt a sense of unreality and some fear.

Faced with a mysterious and powerful cultivator like Luo Chen, after learning his true identity...

She felt an instinctive sense of awe and could no longer act as recklessly as before, sometimes even doing outrageous things.

Lord of the Samsara Palace!

Yes, in this Starfall Ancient Realm, only that mysterious Lord of the Samsara Palace can match the unpredictable methods that Master previously displayed.

Standing in front of the many disciples, Luo Chen seemed to sense the prying gazes, turned his head to look at Jiang Yingxue, and gave her a warm smile.

Jiang Yingxue felt her heart pounding, and she lowered her head slightly. However, her alchemy technique was a bit messy, and she almost caused the furnace to explode.

She was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Seeing this, Luo Chen's smile deepened. He came to her side and tapped her on the head.

What are you thinking about?

"No...it's nothing," Jiang Yingxue muttered somewhat guiltily.

Then he rubbed his head and said softly, "Master, there's a reason why you don't have a Daoist partner yet. Don't just randomly tap girls on the head."

"Hehe." Luo Chen glared at the other person, then walked forward with his hands behind his back.

The small tripod pendant that had recently appeared on her waist swayed as she walked.

A gentle breeze blew by, ruffling the strands of hair around Jiang Yingxue's ears.

She stared intently at that retreating figure. Everything seemed the same as always; her master's attitude towards her was still so affectionate, without any change.

But I always felt that he was so distant, both real and unreal. Was the master of yesterday the real one, or the master of now who always had a warm smile?

The world is vast, and there are too many things she cannot understand.

Now she can't understand why Luo Chen would hide his cultivation level.

Jiang Yingxue began to recall Luo Chen's life. In those ordinary days and nights, every action and every word of Luo Chen seemed to contain profound truths about humanity.

What is the world like in the eyes of the Master?

I really want to write this down.

Jiang Yingxue couldn't help but think that, after a moment of distraction, her magical power became disordered, and the alchemy furnace in front of her exploded with a loud bang.

Luo Chen, who had already walked dozens of steps, turned back, his face darkening. He fixed his divine sense on the scattered fragments to prevent them from injuring other disciples.

Seeing the disheveled figure in the black smoke, Luo Chen laughed in exasperation.

"Jiang Yingxue!"

"arrive!"

……

Winter passed and spring came; fifty-four cycles of life had passed.

Early spring.

As usual, Luo Chen went to various medicinal fields to pick and sow herbs, reaping the hard-won longevity.

It took half a day to harvest all the medicinal herbs on Daoyuan Island.

On the ridge of the field, Ling Yun looked at Island Master Luo, who was personally working in the field, with a strange look in his eyes.

Normally, Luo Chen would almost never come to Daoyuan Island.

But over the decades, although they met infrequently, Lingyun gradually became familiar with this approachable island lord.

In particular, the other party gifted him a peerless inheritance during their first meeting.

Although he didn't know why Luo Chen always picked herbs himself, he didn't dare to ask and could only guess that the other party was experiencing life.

When Luo Chen gifted him his inheritance, in recent decades Luo Chen also specifically assigned Ling Yun to manage his medicinal fields, indirectly providing him with a certain degree of protection.

For the first time, Ling Yun, who was at the bottom of the cultivation world and had long been suppressed, felt warmth, and he was very grateful to Luo Chen.

Luo Chen carried the medicine basket ashore, looked at the young man standing to the side, and asked with a smile, "Time flies, hasn't it? You've been in the Starfall Ancient Realm for over a hundred years now, haven't you?"

Ling Yun nodded slightly and replied, "It's about the same as what Island Master Luo calculated."

Luo Chen reached out and patted the other person on the shoulder, asking, "How are you? Do you have any plans for the future? You can't just waste your time farming forever, can you?"

What are your plans for the future?

A brief look of confusion crossed Ling Yun's eyes. He looked up at Luo Chen, who was smiling, his feelings a mix of emotions.

Having been orphaned and adrift in the cruel world of cultivation for over a hundred years, he himself was somewhat lost.

I never expected that someone would still remember him.

Lord Luo is a good person.

Luo Chen was unaware that he had already been labeled a good person.

Seeing the confusion in Ling Yun's eyes, he smiled and said, "I value fate the most. When we first met, I said that you and I are destined to meet. If you have any ideas or need help in the future, you can come to Dan Ding Island to find me."

"Practice diligently; I have high hopes for your future."

Luo Chen understood that the other party still had not awakened their past life memories.

But he didn't mind. After offering some encouragement and leaving a good impression, he disappeared from the spot.

Why do you value the other person so much?

Perhaps it is because Gu Heng once discussed the Dao with Lingyun himself in the long river of time.

Given Gu Heng's personality, anyone who can have a pleasant conversation with him is likely not a bad person at heart.

Luo Chen left.

Ling Yun remained motionless, the confusion in his eyes fading as he looked at his hands with a complex expression.

"When did I become so颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless, dispirited, or颓废)?"

He himself was unaware that he was diligently farming day after day, earning meager contributions, and carefully navigating the circles of disciples with powerful backgrounds, fearing that he might be targeted.

Having lived like this for over a hundred years, the rough edges in his heart seemed to have been smoothed out.

They even felt that this kind of life was quite good, as there was no need to fight or risk their lives.

But is this really what I want?

My name is Lingyun, and I should have lofty ambitions in my heart!

A raging fire erupted in the young man's eyes, burning ever brighter, as if the pain and struggle that had been suppressed and buried in his heart were about to explode.

Unbeknownst to him, a soft sigh seemed to echo from the depths of his true spirit!

After leaving Daoyuan Island, Luo Chen returned directly to the North Sea of ​​the Great Wu Dynasty.

On Shenquan Island, spiritual herbs abound, making it a veritable fairyland. Over the years, thanks to his numerous renovations and Shui Ling's meticulous care, it has become comparable to the spiritual fields on Daoyuan Island.

As he appeared, two figures, one in gold and one in silver, suddenly materialized before him, transforming into two stunningly beautiful women—Xiao Jin and Xiao Yue, who had just finished their seclusion.

The Tongtian Realm cultivator, less than a thousand years old, is terrifyingly powerful.

Although they relied on Luo Chen to provide them with resources and preach to them from time to time, the efforts of the two demons cannot be denied.