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Zhang Qingxuan was a remarkable individual. Though he spoke little, he could sense something unique about Chen Changsheng.

At the same time, Chen Changsheng also perceived the other's extraordinary nature.

It was understood that Zhang Qingxuan was a genuine Foundation Establishment cultivator who had left the Nine Revolutions Sect for ten years, traveling the world, slaying demons and monsters along the way.

As a fellow disciple of the Nine Revolutions Sect, he didn't possess Chen Xizhong's high self-regard. He maintained a scholarly and amiable demeanor even towards ordinary people and possessed a strong sense of justice, giving off the impression of a chosen one venturing out into the world.

Wang Lu returned for only a few days before leaving Wang's Mansion again with Zhang Qingxuan.

They were going to the imperial city to meet the National Preceptor!

Before leaving, Wang Lu also bought the pills Chen Changsheng had been refining over the years, clearly intending to return directly to the sect after visiting the palace.

The so-called separation between immortals and mortals doesn't mean cultivators can't interact with ordinary people, but rather that cultivators have too many things to do and can't stay at home like ordinary people.

They leave frequently, sometimes for several years or even more than a decade.

When they return, their fellow disciples are still the same, with little change from the past, but their family and friends have aged unknowingly!

Wang Lu's life is the daily routine for most cultivators.

Cultivators like Chen Changsheng, who stay in mortal cities enjoying life and never venture out to train, are just exceptions.

Two months quietly passed.

Chen Changsheng returned to his leisurely life, but he was a bit more diligent in his cultivation than before. He realized that he could encounter formidable enemies even in the mortal realm and couldn't be too immersed in enjoyment.

During this period of dedicated cultivation, he discovered that the Blood God Lightning Art, which he had bought for a few hundred points in the group file, was severely underestimated!

The release condition for the Blood God Lightning Art was blood, but qi and blood could also detonate lightning.

However, because most cultivators didn't cultivate both the body and magic, they couldn't use their qi and blood to unleash lightning, and could only rely on blood, which led to the Blood God Lightning Art being listed in the group file for only a few hundred points.

Chen Changsheng had truly gotten a great deal.

The more deeply he studied it, the more he could feel the terror of the Blood God Lightning Art. This technique seemed tailor-made for cultivators who cultivated both the body and magic.

The Blood God Lightning Art has ten levels, each of which introduces new lightning, and the amount of blood required also doubles.

Therefore, the more advanced the level, the more blood is needed.

This is the reason why many cultivators give it up.

Where would they get so much fresh blood to supply at any time during a fight, unless it was a large-scale war between sects and holy lands, with countless deaths, resulting in a monstrous sea of blood.

However, as the body cultivation realm improves, qi and blood will continue to compress, eventually reaching a point where a drop of blood can transform into an ocean.

Suddenly, a bolt of blood-colored lightning shot straight into the sky, and then fell at an astonishing speed.

Boom!

A thick bolt of lightning, two meters in diameter, struck a figure in the courtyard. The lightning was dazzling and blinding, the sound deafening, and a manic aura of lightning permeated and spread from the courtyard.

The person struck by the lightning was not injured. At the moment the blood-colored lightning fell, a light curtain propped up above his head, like a giant umbrella blocking all the lightning.

When the blood-colored lightning ended, he waved his hand and put away the light curtain. The lightning dissipated, and silence returned.

"National Preceptor, your reputation is truly well-deserved. You were able to withstand the Divine Firmament Lightning that I just mastered. May I ask what brings you here to find me?"

Chen Changsheng stood up, dusted off the dust on his Taoist robe, and then took several pills to restore his energy.

That Divine Firmament Lightning almost drained his qi and blood and true qi. This kind of ultimate move is indeed not something that a Qi Refining level three cultivator can release…

Looking at the visitor, his facial features were handsome, his eyebrows revealed sharpness, his eyes were bright and piercing, and his clean white robe showed an extraordinary temperament.

This person did not hide his aura, revealing his Qi Refining level nine cultivation without a doubt.

In this mortal realm, it is easy to guess the other party's identity, it is the National Preceptor of Moon Forest Kingdom!

The other party came silently as a test of Chen Changsheng, so he responded with lightning magic, showing his own foundation to deter the other party, just to test the difference between the Divine Firmament Lightning cast by a Qi Refining level three cultivator and a Qi Refining level nine cultivator.

The answer was quite impressive. If it were a Qi Refining level seven cultivator, they would likely be seriously injured if they were careless.

The National Preceptor smiled, calmly saying: "Your Taoist magic is not bad. If you and I were at the same level, it would be quite tricky to withstand this strike from you, friend."

As he spoke, his slightly trembling palm was placed behind his back, obviously the real situation was not as relaxed and easy as it seemed on the surface.

"I heard from Brother Wang that you know a little about alchemy. I wonder if you have any thoughts of joining the palace?" The National Preceptor asked sincerely with a smile on his face.

Alchemists are indispensable in the cultivation world, let alone in the mortal world.

He was interested in Chen Changsheng's alchemy skills, and at the same time, he was of ordinary aptitude, destined to have little accomplishment in the future, so joining the palace was very suitable for retirement, and he would probably not refuse.

However, Chen Changsheng's answer was unexpected. He answered almost without hesitation: "Sorry, I'm afraid I'll disappoint the National Preceptor. I'm very comfortable living in this Wangjiang City. However, if the National Preceptor wants to buy pills, I can sell some to you at a lower price."

The National Preceptor's expression froze, he didn't expect the other party to refuse.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, there is no need to rush to refuse. This is my meeting gift. There are many similar things in the national treasury. If you change your mind in the future, you can come to the palace to find me."

The National Preceptor threw out a token, which fell into Chen Changsheng's hands. He didn't even stay for a cup of tea, and his figure disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

As the National Preceptor of a country, he has too many things to be busy with. Seeing Chen Changsheng was just a detour. He still needs to investigate the infiltration of demonic magic into the Moon Forest Kingdom.

Looking at the token in his hand, Chen Changsheng noticed that a spell was imprinted inside.

Earth Shrinking Travel!

"This is the meeting gift?"

The corners of Chen Changsheng's mouth rose slightly, and then he happily accepted it.

This is a magical movement technique, similar to the Phantom Step, but the former is suitable for low-consumption travel, while the latter is suitable for instantaneous bursts.

The National Preceptor believes that Chen Changsheng is a wild rogue cultivator who accidentally obtained a cultivation inheritance and embarked on the path of cultivation.

But rogue cultivators are, after all, rogue cultivators. Their resources must be limited, so he generously offered a magical movement technique to show the national treasury's foundation.

Little did he know that Chen Changsheng didn't lack cultivation methods at all. How could a single spell arouse his interest?

Chen Changsheng stretched his back, turned his head and threw the National Preceptor's suggestion out of his mind, his figure flashed, and he plunged into a certain madam's room, enjoying family bliss.