I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

Chapter 51: The Heart of Longevity

"I wonder if Senior Uncle has any other matters?" Lin Chen bowed and turned to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng smiled kindly and handed Lin Chen an address.

"What is this..."

"This Cave Mansion is abundant in spiritual energy, and there is also a spiritual spring inside. It is a good place for cultivation. Moreover, it is secluded and not easily disturbed," Yang Cheng explained.

"Disciple thanks Senior Uncle for this." Lin Chen respectfully expressed his gratitude.

"You have achieved such cultivation at such a young age, and your future prospects are boundless. But do not become arrogant and complacent because of temporary progress..."

"Refine your True Qi well. Pure True Qi is the key to advancing to the Foundation Building stage..." Yang Cheng continued to admonish and instruct.

Although Lin Chen already knew the key points, he could only stand aside and listen respectfully.

There was no other choice. The other party was an elder and a cultivator at the Foundation Building stage. His strength was stronger than his own. Could he not listen and just leave with a displeased expression?

He was afraid he would be slapped against the wall!

"As long as you cultivate with dedication, you will surely achieve something in the future." Seemingly a little tired of speaking, Yang Cheng picked up a teacup and took a sip.

Then, his expression became somewhat conflicted. After hesitating for a while, he finally said, "If possible, you must strive to obtain the position of a true disciple. This position is not only about the supply of resources, but also beneficial to your future path."

Huh?

Lin Chen was slightly stunned.

According to his intelligence, the position of a true disciple was supported by the entire sect, greatly increasing the probability of advancing to the Gold Core stage. Was this what he meant by benefiting the future path?

"It's not that simple." Yang Cheng seemed to have guessed Lin Chen's thoughts and spoke, "The most outstanding achievement of our Azure Cloud Sect lies in the field of spiritual plants."

"Plants like the 'Sound Transmission Flower' and the 'Guardian Grass' are just ordinary spiritual plants. The truly precious ones are in the hands of true disciples, or even the Gold Core elders..."

"For example, the 'Dreaming Grass' that allows one to walk in dreams, the 'Howling Grass' that can refine muscles and bones without harm, and the 'Holy Wood Mandui' that can be eaten to maintain clarity and keep one's consciousness unaffected..."

"If you can obtain their seeds and refine them with secret methods, you can coexist with them. Not only can you cultivate with their abilities, but even at higher levels, there are various miraculous effects..."

Strange spiritual plants?

Lin Chen's eyes flickered. The spiritual plants created and improved by the Azure Cloud Sect seemed to be more than just entangling enemies and enhancing cultivation. They seemed to have various wonderful effects.

But how were these strange spiritual plants obtained?

He suddenly thought of the origin of the Azure Cloud Sect. Could it be that these spiritual plants originated from Soul Formation?

"...Sigh, I'm getting old after all. I'm starting to talk too much, which seems to have displeased you young people," Yang Cheng, who was beside him, said with a self-deprecating smile.

"Where are you from, Senior Uncle? Your words have given me much food for thought and great help." Lin Chen quickly reacted and spoke seriously.

Yang Cheng heard these words and a look of relief appeared on his face. He continued, "Practice well, the future of Azure Cloud Sect belongs to you, and it will inevitably fall into the hands of you young people. I don't ask you to fight and die for the sect, but I hope you can lend a hand when it is in danger."

"Master uncle, what you said is absolutely true. Disciple will devote himself wholeheartedly to the sect and spare no effort, even if it means sacrificing his life," Lin Chen responded quickly.

Yang Cheng smiled, didn't say anything, but waved his hand, indicating for Lin Chen to leave.

"Then disciple will take his leave." Lin Chen bowed and turned to leave.

The evening light after dusk, shining through the dense green shade, cast golden spots on Lin Chen's retreating figure.

Yang Cheng stared blankly at the young man's departing back, feeling somewhat absent-minded.

For some reason, faintly, he seemed to see his younger self.

It was as if many years ago, he was also like the other person, full of vitality, confidence, and determination, brimming with vigor.

And back then, was his master uncle, who was responsible for him, also like himself now, facing the energetic youth, filled with gratification, envy, and an indescribable melancholy?

"I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, so many years have passed. It seems that I have really grown old," Yang Cheng leaned back on the wooden chair, gently swaying, and sighed softly.

He was well aware that he still had another thirty or forty years of life, perhaps even longer than some disciples, but what aged was not his body, but his heart facing the world.

After all, as one experiences more, they will inevitably become accustomed and tired. Gradually, they will lose that initial enthusiasm to face the world, becoming numb and dull.

In addition, humans are not solitary creatures. They always need an anchor to determine their own value, to find their place, and thus obtain that elusive yet real sense of existence.

But whether it is curiosity about the world or a sense of presence in interpersonal relationships, they will gradually disappear with the passage of time.

When enough long years have passed and both of these have disappeared, what can a person rely on to find the motivation to continue?

So, humans are truly a contradictory species. Faced with hundreds of years of time, they will feel tired, yet they still yearn for endless millennia.

Have they ever thought about whether they have a heart strong enough to bear immortality?

You see, for true immortals, the long years of thousands and hundreds of years are just a moment.

They sit on the other side of the river of time, witnessing the changes of the world. For them, everything in the world is just a scenery that they have seen for millions of years.

All things related to people, relationships, and interactions are not important to them.

Because all the people they care about, all the people who care about them, are destined to leave them, leaving only one person drifting alone in the long years.

When everything becomes tiresome, when everything becomes weary, yet still having to endure endless loneliness, how many people can withstand this test brought about by time?

Many people say that this is called freedom, but in other words, this world has no secrets for you, and no one has ever cared about you. It seems clear-headed, but always alone, isn't this also a kind of loneliness?

So, true immortals not only need a long lifespan, but also a heart that remains unchanged for millions of years, so that they can experience the changes of the world over the ages.

"My heart has already grown old. I must have something to do, someone to talk to, so as not to be so lonely. I have lost the courage to pursue immortality, so..." The old man looked at Lin Chen's retreating figure, his eyes filled with gratification, anticipation, and an indescribable expression.

For a long, long time, in the empty hall, the aging old man finally let out a long sigh, "Child, may you go further than me, and may you possess that heart of immortality."

(End of this chapter)