System crash? I prove it with my control panel!

It can be said that if one person attains enlightenment, the family can prosper for a thousand years—provided that he does not die along the way.

A cultivator of the Purple Mansion realm can live to be 1500 years old and can protect the sect's long-term prosperity.

The golden elixir adds three thousand years to one's lifespan, truly fulfilling the saying—"After swallowing a golden elixir, I realize that my fate is not determined by heaven!"

Beyond that, no one knows how long one will live.

But thinking about it, it must be as high as the heavens...

Chen Wen's mind was filled with endless reverie.

Of course, dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Although lifespan is long, it's not so easy to obtain.

The difference between each realm is like heaven and earth.

Furthermore, each realm requires the use of rare and extraordinary items from heaven and earth to break through.

However, there are only a few rare things in the world, and countless cultivators.

Countless cultivators, drawn by that sliver of hope, flew like moths to a flame, only to end up with nothing but bones.

As the saying goes, youth is the best teacher; seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Wen has grown from a tiny little bean into a... little bean sprout.

That day, Chen Wen received an audience with Lao Deng.

Although we couldn't avoid it, we had no choice but to go since we were under its roof.

The maids bathed him, changed his clothes, and combed his hair.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she saw a beautifully sculpted woman with rosy lips and white teeth.

Her eyes were clear as a stream, yet also held a touch of cleverness and wit. Her hair fell beside her ears, making her a delightful sight.

Although he is still quite young, his handsome features are already evident, and he has a good eye for the readers of this book.

Chen Wen frowned in dissatisfaction. The main characters were all plain-looking and did not attract attention when they encountered danger, protecting everyone in front of them.

Being so handsome must attract a lot of hatred; usually, it's the villains who end up taking the fall for others...

The maid Qing'er, standing beside him, chuckled as she smoothed his forehead: "Young master, don't frown, you'll get forehead wrinkles later... Sorry, I forgot you'll be an immortal in the future, you won't get wrinkles~"

He doesn't act like a young master in his daily life; he's easygoing, and his maids dare to joke with him in their spare time.

He didn't care much.

After dressing up.

Chen Wen put on a moon-white Taoist robe, looking exactly like a celestial attendant.

out the door.

Butler Wang had been waiting for a long time.

Chen Wen bowed politely and said, "Grandpa Wang, I've kept you waiting."

"Young Master Wen, you flatter this old man. Just call me Steward."

Butler Wang repeatedly said it was too much, but his expression showed considerable satisfaction.

He took Chen Wen's small hand, conjured a protective shield for him, and then rode away on his sword.

Even though Chen Wen had flown countless times, he was still quite excited about going to the sky.

Previously, he had his cousin Chen Jingrun, who had always protected him, take him flying around whenever he had free time.

They even complained that his cultivation level was too low and he wasn't long-lasting enough.

Later, my cousin probably realized his low cultivation level, so he took on a mission to go on a family training trip, and he has not returned since.

When Lian'er and Qing'er were chatting privately, they said that Young Master Jingrun had been discouraged by Chen Wen and had found a mission to avoid trouble.

Chen Wen: Don't believe rumors, don't spread rumors.

A cold wind howled past.

The flying sword landed slowly in the courtyard of the family head on the mountaintop, stirring up ripples in the pond beside it.

Chen Wen immediately put away his smile, became serious, and stepped into the pavilion by the pond with an air of composure.

Chen Polang was fishing in the pavilion, and he remained unmoved even when Chen Wen arrived.

After Chen Wen went inside, he silently poured some spiritual tea for him, then stood behind him and waited quietly.

Actually, Chen Polang was secretly observing that his father had aged.

Chen Polang is now over 120 years old, which is considered a young man among cultivators.

However, his hair and beard were covered in white frost, appearing mottled white.

His face and even his entire body were wrinkled like old tree bark, with some spots faintly appearing.

This unscientific.

Chen Wen thought to himself that he was in the late stage of Qi Refining, although not yet perfect, but his lifespan was at least 170 or 180 years. In addition, he practiced the relatively peaceful and health-preserving Water Wave Technique.

Lifespan is like a stream, flowing endlessly.

But now, no matter how you look at it, D feels that his death is imminent!

And the last time I saw him was just before that.

How could someone have aged so quickly in just one month?

half an hour.

Chen Polang put down his fishing rod, sighed regretfully, turned to look at Chen Wen, and revealed a strange smile:

"Wen'er, I heard from Lao Wang that you've been doing well in your studies lately, and your teacher won't be able to teach you for much longer."

"Father, I am dull-witted, just a slow bird that gets there first."

Chen Wen became well-behaved, no longer the rebellious child he once was; the era of shooting at the slightest provocation was finally over.

"Haha, what a clever early bird catches the worm! I hope you can achieve the same in your future cultivation!"

"Yes, Father!"

...

After chatting for a while, Chen Polang suddenly looked up and stared intently at Chen Wendao:

"Wen'er, I intend to send you to the Qingming Sect for cultivation. What do you think?"

Chen Wen was startled. The Azure Nether Sect was the most powerful sect in this world.

Even a three-year-old child learning to speak knows that this place is a paradise.

He quickly calmed down. The Azure Nether Sect was not so easy to enter.

Everyone knows that the Qingming Sect is good.

Little did they know that the world's talents were as numerous as carp crossing a river.

Every year, the disciples recruited by the Qingming Sect are all geniuses.

With his mid-grade single spiritual root, he was barely qualified to even get an entry ticket.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Wen lowered his head and said, "Your son will leave it to Father to decide."

"Hahaha, since that's the case, then you shouldn't go to the main branch. What do those old fogies know? Only the sect can break through to the Purple Realm... cough cough~"

Chen Polang laughed heartily, as if he had let something slip, and quickly coughed lightly to change the subject;

"Come find me three nights from now, and I will grant you a special opportunity. Ten days later, depart for the Azure Sky!"

Chen Wen remained obedient and sensible, replying, "Yes, Father!"

Chen Polang was extremely satisfied with his attitude. He stroked his gray beard and laughed heartily, but his bark-like face looked particularly eerie.

Fortunately, Chen Wen was already used to it and didn't show the slightest emotion.

In recent years, Chen Polang has become extremely averse to people giving him strange looks.

Cultivators, on the other hand, possess exceptionally keen senses, with all five senses highly developed.

Countless family members in the manor were severely punished by him, not to mention the servants.

Chen Wen bowed and said yes.

Chen Polang then took out another jade slip and handed it over, instructing him:

"These are some requirements for the Qingming Sect's recruitment of disciples. Take a look at them, and remember not to leak them. Keep this in mind, secrecy is key!"

"Yes, Father."

Chen Wen accepted the jade slip and replied obediently.

Chen Polang waved for him to leave.

Chen Wen then turned and left.

He was quite nervous as he left, feeling a burning gaze fixed intently on him.

It is Chen Polang.

My father is becoming increasingly strange...

This is the conclusion Chen Wen has reached over the years.

Perhaps Chen Wen was just a child before.

Chen Polang didn't take it too seriously.

Every time she came to visit Chen Wen, she would quietly watch from the side, while Chen Wen played by himself.

Sometimes when Chen Wen got tired of playing, he would look up and be startled by the strange look in his eyes.

That's when I realized he was here; I don't know how long he'd been here.

Looking at Chen Polang again after he got up, his eyes were full of warmth, and the previous scene seemed like an illusion.

Sometimes he would watch it with Steward Wang.

At that moment, their eyes both looked very strange...

It looks like...looking at a piece of merchandise!

If Chen Wen were just an ordinary child, there would have been no chance of discovery.

Moreover, over the years, those teachers always taught him to respect his elders first, about things like parental love, listening, and obedience... all for his own good...

And so on.

Unfortunately, Chen Wen noticed something was wrong from the very beginning.

They've been quite good at disguising themselves over the years.

From being quick to act impulsively at the slightest disagreement, to being obedient and sensible now, always listening to her father and asking him to make the decisions...

It wasn't until he left the hospital that Chen Wen felt the feeling of being watched dissipate.

However, he did not relax; when dealing with cultivators, one could never be too cautious.

Without Steward Wang to see him off, Chen Wen rode in a carriage down the mountain.

on the road.

This unconventional sedan chair naturally attracted the attention of the family members;

"Whose offspring is this, so presumptuous as to drive a carriage on family property?!"

"Fool, that's the patriarch's thirty-sixth son. I heard he has a mid-to-low grade wood spirit root, and the patriarch treasures him..."

"It's just a low-to-mid grade spiritual root, not even high-to-mid or mid-grade. Such a grand display, tsk tsk tsk~"

"Ha, you idiot, that was loud enough to be heard inside the car."

"WC..."

...

Before long, the commotion attracted the attention of the family elders, who immediately pointed at them and reprimanded them:

"What are you all doing here? You've finished your tasks, right? Hey you, your Little Cloud Rain Technique is pretty good, isn't it? Did you water the herb garden? Did you use spirit stones to forge your magic weapon?"

"Hey, you're still laughing. You're saying he wasn't talking about you, right..."

......

Chen Wen listened to the conversation outside with a calm expression.

That's understandable; after all, he's a genius.

Geniuses are always unconventional.

It's normal to be envied by some people.

In the core area of ​​this family.

Only those with spiritual roots reside here.

However, there are differences between different spiritual roots.

Apart from Chen Wen, no one else here could travel by carriage.

Those who have already successfully entered the path are not mentioned; they do not need these things, as they can travel several meters in a single step.

Those who haven't entered the path wouldn't even dare to dream of it; they just wait until they reach a certain age to begin their cultivation.

But Chen Wen set this precedent.

How to avoid shocking them.

However, Chen Wen sometimes felt very lonely. From childhood to adulthood, he had only left the courtyard a handful of times.

We can only experience this world through the descriptions in books.

Fortunately, we'll be able to leave in ten days...

A sense of hope welled up in Chen Wen's heart...

Only after returning to the courtyard did he finally breathe a sigh of relief and place the jade slip between his eyebrows.

In an instant, passages of text flooded into my mind...

...

At this time.

In the pavilion of the master's courtyard, two people sat facing each other playing chess.

"Old Wang, we're almost there! We're... about to succeed!"

Chen Polang's expression was somewhat manic, his face trembling, and he was extremely excited.

Butler Wang, no longer as kind as he had been during the day, was also flushed with excitement:

"Congratulations, Patriarch! The future of your cultivation at the Purple Mansion stage is promising, and even reaching the Golden Core stage is within reach!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Polang became even more excited. He immediately put down the chess piece, stood up, and laughed loudly.

"Golden Core... Hahahaha~ Golden Core~~~ Hahahahahaha..."

Manager Wang quickly stood up, bowed slightly, and made a gesture of congratulation.

After a long while, Chen Polang regained his composure, turned around, helped Steward Wang up, and gently reprimanded him:

"Brother Wang, I've told you so many times, there's no need for this. Just call me Brother Lang as before. We're brothers. If it weren't for you back then, we wouldn't be where we are today. We would have died in that Jin..."

Chen Polang suddenly stopped speaking, his face contorted with rage, as if he were recalling something unpleasant.

Steward Wang's back hunched even more: "Once a master's servant, always a master's servant. What happened back then is now my master's steward."

A hint of reminiscence flashed in Chen Polang's eyes as he slowly said, "Brother Wang, rest assured, once I achieve my goal, I will surely help you embark on this path as well. In the future, both of us brothers will have a bright future!"

"Speaking of which, how is your spiritual root?"

Upon hearing this, Steward Wang finally smiled slightly, bowed, and said, "I can't compare to your fortune, sir. I only have a low-grade spiritual root..."

"It's alright, there's still some time. Try a little harder. If this method didn't require blood ties, I would definitely help you..."

The sound of their conversation gradually faded away...

......

Chen Wen put down the jade slip, exhaled a breath of stale air, and a resolute look gradually appeared in his eyes.

I must enter the Azure Nether Sect!

Just now, he finished reading all the contents of the jade slip.

The Azure Nether Sect was founded by the Azure Nether True Lord ten thousand years ago.

The current sect leader is True Person Yunlan, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor is the True Lord of Wind and Cold, who has been out of the world for many years.

The other Golden Core cultivators were not described, but we can make some bold guesses.

The Azure Nether Sect has nine peaks...

The deputy peak masters of the nine peaks are all Purple Mansion Realm Elders, so what about the peak masters?

What about the sect elders?

Chen Wen was already very envious of the sect's strength.

The prevailing sentiment here is "better to be the tail of a phoenix than the head of a chicken."

You should know that some things are not accessible just because you become a pimp.

For example, exercise methods.

I've heard that the worst cultivation techniques the Qingming Sect teaches its new disciples are third-tier techniques that can lead directly to the Purple Mansion realm.

The Chen family's techniques are nothing more than some common, low-quality Five Elements cultivation methods.

Even if I were a direct disciple of the Chen family, what good would it do to be personally taught by the patriarch?

The Qingming Sect directly had Master Zifu give lectures, and a single spiritual essence was enough for hundreds of people to comprehend.

And this is already countless lifetimes for those who have only reached the initial stage of Foundation Establishment.

When it comes to cultivating immortality, fellow cultivators must understand that the most important thing in cultivating immortality is spiritual energy.

Spiritual energy is formed by the convergence of spiritual veins.

The main branch of the Chen family is currently situated on a second-tier, low-grade spiritual vein.

The Qingming Sect directly had its Nascent Soul Ancestor take action, capturing various spiritual veins and forcibly arranging them according to an array to form a super spiritual vein.

Even the menial disciples can enjoy the spiritual energy throughput of a second-tier spiritual vein.

Of course, Chen Wen noticed a line of small print below: "Normal living conditions are only at level one, but you can get some while doing missions..."

But you can still access it!

Not to mention the outer gate, inner gate, core, and so on, with each layer adding to the complexity.

Chen Wen didn't even dare to think that if he lived within the range of a fourth-order spiritual vein, would he be able to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage in a single day?

The Qingming Sect here only recruits 10,000 outer disciples, while the number of servants and inner disciples is countless.

The purpose of the menial disciples is to serve the formal disciples, so anyone with a low-grade spiritual root can join before the age of fifteen.

He may be promoted to an outer disciple in the future.

The starting age requirement for outer disciples is eight to ten years old, with a mid-grade spiritual root as the threshold. This is Chen Wen's goal.

To become an inner disciple in one step, a superior spiritual root is the starting point, and one must also be between eight and ten years old.

With such qualifications, there will naturally be no limit on the number of people; the more the merrier.

As for the age requirement, it's very simple: cultivate a sense of belonging to the sect from a young age, and grow up within the sect, so that they will naturally regard the sect as their home.

Also, children at this age generally don't have complicated thoughts yet, and are very malleable...

In addition, Chen Wen also learned about a name: Tiangang Disha Qi.

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