Fast Transmigration: Perfect Life

Chen Sufeng opened his eyes, and what he saw was an antique room.

He sat up from the bed and looked around. It was a solemn and simple room, and the vermilion paint on the tall pillars in the beams was a little faded.

The layout of the room reveals a solemn atmosphere everywhere, but the furnishings in the room are very simple, almost nothing.

Chen Sufeng briefly understood the situation, and said to the system: "System."

System: "I will transmit the information of this world to you immediately."

It turns out that this world is a cultivator, and the owner of his body is Zhang Lingxu, the future master of a declining sect.

This sect is called the Taiqing Sect, and it was once a very prosperous sect. It has produced countless geniuses, and has played a significant role in the history of cultivation. In its heyday, it was as famous as the three sects. Pai Patriarch is the number one expert in the realm of comprehension, and has led countless monks to fight against the demon world.

Later, as the patriarch ascended, the development of the sect stopped, and the qualifications of the succeeding masters were not as good as those of the previous generation. The Taiqing sect could not keep its spiritual veins and treasure land, and its resources were taken away one after another. Being a genius caused the elders and priests under the sect to leave one after another. The weaker the sect, the less willing to join. Under the vicious circle, this once brilliant sect was gradually forgotten by the world.

The qualifications of the head of the Taiqing faction are mediocre, and he is only in the late stage of foundation establishment, and the future head Zhang Lingxu's qualifications are even worse, with five spiritual roots, he can't cultivate at all. If this trend continues, the Taiqing faction will disappear completely In the long river of history.

So this Zhang Lingxu's obsession is to revitalize the Taiqing School and carry it forward.

After Chen Sufeng understood the background information, he took a deep breath, put on his shoes, and walked to the bronze mirror. The mirror showed a thin man of sixteen or seventeen, wearing a plain long gown, staring at the mirror with his dark eyes unblinking.

Chen Sufeng looked at the mirror for a while, then walked out of the room.

He slowly walked down the mountain. Because of the decline of the Taiqing faction, the sphere of influence was once reduced to a mountain.

Chen Sufeng looked around, the environment here is quiet, the air is fresh, the crisp birdsong can be heard from the forest from time to time, and the Qingdai mountains in the distance are shrouded in mist.

As soon as Chen Sufeng walked down, a man in a cloth shirt rushed over excitedly: "Zhang Lingxu, come quickly and see, mine is fruitful!"

Before Chen Sufeng could turn around, he was dragged away by this man, and the two stopped in front of a medicine garden.

This medicine garden is very large, covering a full five kilometers. There are rows of field ridges inside, and untended weeds protrude from the surrounding fence.

I saw eggplants, potatoes, beans, and all kinds of green and purple vegetables planted in the medicinal garden where precious medicinal materials should have been planted.

The man pointed to an area with excitement on his face, "Look, it's fruiting, the tomatoes I planted are fruiting!"

Chen Sufeng took a closer look, and a tomato planted in front of him really produced a small fruit, so he nodded to him.

"Successful, oh yeah, I succeeded." With an excited face, the man dragged Chen Sufeng and shook him vigorously, then couldn't wait to move forward, lifted his legs and fell over the fence, and came inside.

He knelt down and looked left and right at the vegetables, and his excited shouts echoed over the medicine garden.

"This one has borne fruit, and this one has also borne fruit, hahaha, this one has germinated..."

"We can have a good meal again tonight, hahaha..."

Chen Sufeng looked at this person quietly and did not speak.

This person who is not younger than him is called Mao Xifeng, a disciple of the Taiqing sect, because he and Zhang Lingxu grew up together, and they are brothers and sisters, and have a deep relationship, so there is no distinction between the two of them.

Mao Xifeng took a step and collapsed from the fence again, laughed at Chen Sufeng and said, "My result is over, I'll inform Ma Huiyuan immediately, hahaha." Then he rushed forward.

At noon, in a side room, a dozen people sat around a square table, and Chen Sufeng sat in it.

This is the place where everyone usually eats. All the young disciples of the Taiqing Sect are gathered, a total of more than a dozen people, because there are only these people on such a huge mountain, and they often hold several positions at the same time. Responsible for the stewardship of the medicine nursery.

There were sumptuous dishes on the table, Mao Xifeng still laughed and said, "Ma Huiyuan, you should show your skills now, the vegetables I planted have grown."

A tall fat man said, "I see, I'm already cooking."

Although the dishes on the table are only common dishes, they are brightly colored and exude an attractive smell, which makes people's index fingers move when they look at them. Everyone picks up dishes again and again, and even Chen Sufeng can't help but eat more. The dishes on the table were all eaten, the plates were clean, and there was nothing left.

When everyone was full, they all rubbed their bellies in satisfaction. Mao Xifeng looked at Ma Huiyuan and announced: "Ma Huiyuan, I will definitely let you cook again next time."

"Okay." Ma Huiyuan stood up, turned and walked out of the room.

This fat man is a cook from the Taiqing sect, but his cooking skills are surprisingly superb. He cooks good dishes, but he has a temper. He usually doesn't cook easily, and only cooks under special circumstances.

Although he usually cooks, he seems to have a special ability to control the taste as he likes. He doesn't want to do it. The taste of the dishes is really ordinary. At the beginning, everyone didn't believe in evil. After getting along for a while, they found that it was really like this. .Ma Huiyuan only uses real kung fu when he is happy, for example, the vegetables grown by Mao Xifeng are fruitful.

When the people left, Chen Sufeng was still slowly arranging the skirts of his clothes. Everyone leaned their heads together and said in one go:

"Zhang Lingxu, let's go down the mountain and go out to play later. I'll treat you to candied haws."

"Zhang Lingxu, I found a master playing diabolo at the foot of the mountain, it's amazing."

"Let's go to the stream to catch fish and birds..."

These people are all about the same age as Chen Sufeng, and they were his childhood playmates. Because they grew up together, they all joined this so-called Taiqing sect when they grew up.

Chen Sufeng opened his eyes and looked at these young faces, shook his head and said, "No need, this time I have something important to do, so I won't go with you."

Everyone let out a disappointed voice, then expressed their understanding, and parted ways.

Chen Sufeng was walking alone on the stone path, thinking about things alone, when he saw an old man on the way, he called out to him: "Young master."

Chen Sufeng paused, and nodded to him: "Grandpa Kang."

This old man has a kind face and a stooped figure, like an ordinary old man, but he is the only master of the Taiqing sect, and has entered the Jindan period. It is said that it is because of him that he shocked the surrounding sects and secured this land. It's a pity that the old man has lived for more than 500 years, and he is about to die soon, so everyone is too lazy to take action against this poor sect, and they are all waiting for him to die of old age.

"Young master, why don't you play with your friends today." The old man looked at Chen Sufeng with a loving smile on his wrinkled face.

Chen Sufeng lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "Grandpa Kang, I want to revitalize the sect and let the Taiqing sect flourish."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he said: "The young master also said that the revitalization of the Taiqing sect was done."

Chen Sufeng said very seriously: "No, this time I'm serious, I really want to revitalize the Taiqing sect, Grandpa Kang, take me to the treasure house, I want to see our sect's savings."

"Okay, okay." The old man couldn't resist him, so he had to take him there. He always obeyed the young master's advice, and this time was no exception.

The old man led Chen Sufeng to the entrance of the tall treasure house. The door was locked. The old man took out the key to unlock the lock and pushed the door open. Then he turned to Chen Sufeng and said, "Young master, this is it."

Chen Sufeng walked in, the treasure house was unusually tall, he looked around the whole circle, and then set his eyes on a pile of things in the corner.

He walked forward, there were scattered things on the ground, Chen Sufeng counted once, and then counted again in disbelief, repeated several times, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

17 yuan middle-grade spirit stone!

A number of low-grade spirit stones and silver coins commonly used in the world.

Chen Sufeng turned his head and looked at the old man in disbelief: "No, that's it?" He opened his hands in disbelief: "Did someone steal the treasure house, because those people bullied me that the Taiqing sect was too weak, so they ransacked it gone?"

Chen Sufeng opened his eyes wide, trying to get an answer from him, but the old man said to him slowly: "No, this is all the property of our Taiqing sect."