Chapter 1 Seed of Immortality It was the end of October in the twenty-third year of Palace. "No! Boss, please don't fire me. I haven't paid off my mortgage yet..." A young man who was sleeping on his back with an ancient book covering his face suddenly shuddered and woke up from a nightmare. The ancient book slipped off, revealing his handsome face. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with long black hair falling on his shoulders, eyes like stars, skin as white as jade, and dressed in black eunuch clothes. Although there was no embellishment at all and he was only at the bottom of the eunuch system, he had a straight spine and still had some temperament that should not be underestimated. Su Chen was silent for a while, looking at the huge library in front of him, which covered an area of thousands of square meters on the first floor alone, and did not speak for a long time. "What the hell..." "In my last life, I worked overtime until I died suddenly and traveled back in time. How dare this bastard leader haunt me in my dreams? If I can travel back in time, I will knock his teeth out." Su Chen took a sip of tea, cursed, and calmed down. He was a time traveler. Three months ago, he opened his eyes and saw an old eunuch with a knife in his hand walking towards him.
He was terrified. But he was lucky, as he happened to encounter turmoil in the imperial city and assassins entered the palace. Taking advantage of the chaos, he escaped castration and preserved his dignity as a man. In order to avoid being discovered as a fake eunuch, he made mistakes on purpose and was banished to a library that was considered a cold palace for eunuchs and a place where even rats wouldn't come. This dynasty is called Daliang. It has been established for more than 300 years and is now in its final years. The emperor was cruel and extravagant, and there were constant natural and man-made disasters. Demons and ghosts were rampant in the world, and countless people rose up in rebellion. But there were cultivators in this world, and one person's power could suppress all groups. The cultivation foundation accumulated by the royal family for three hundred years allowed this dynasty to barely support itself. Peasant uprisings were repeatedly suppressed, but they rose again; the aristocratic families still feared the power of heaven and dared not act rashly, and were reluctant to start the final chapter of chaos. However, secretly, there are still many powerful cultivation forces, either secret sects or hidden sects, who want to change the dynasty. The original owner was just a hidden chess piece planted in the palace. But these have nothing to do with Su Chen. In this second life, he lived only for himself. Everyone will die one day, but he only wanted to gain immortality. The goal of immortality is too ambitious. Now he just wants to stay in the library and wait for the seed of immortality to change, grow roots and rhizomes, and bear fruit. “When will it take root and bear fruit?” Su Chen closed his eyes and his vision went dark, but in the darkness, there was a glimmer of light, like a firefly, and also like the bright sun. This is a seed. It appeared in his consciousness on the first day of the time travel, making him clearly aware of the miraculous effect of this seed. This is a seed of immortality. As time goes by, it will take root, sprout, grow branches and leaves, and bear fruit in Su Chen's consciousness. Every growth will bring endless good fortune to Su Chen. Su Chen doesn't need to do anything. He just needs to wait quietly for the seed of immortality to take root, sprout, bloom and bear fruit. The moment the Seed of Immortality descended, he had already become a special being who had broken free from the shackles of lifespan and achieved immortality.
Of course, immortality is just immortality. It does not mean that one is immortal. If one is killed, he will die. Therefore, after obtaining the seed of immortality, Su Chen decided to stay at home, be kind to others, and reduce the possibility of being killed. Immortality is his path, and he also knows how to practice to protect immortality. Unfortunately, his talent for practice is too weak. "Alas, I haven't gotten started yet." "Who told me that this 'Barbarian Bull Qi' can be practiced by meditating, and even a fool can produce the first strand of Qi?" After practicing for three months, Su Chen felt humiliated and angrily threw the "Barbarian Bull Qi" in his hand away. There are two kinds of practice in the world. One is to cultivate the body, and the other is to gather qi, which is to practice external skills and internal skills, which are roughly one to five grades, the two major master realms of acquired and innate. The first grade is the highest, the fifth grade is the lowest, and the grandmaster only exists in legends. It was difficult for him to even enter the fifth rank. "Let me see, which newbie is taking out his anger on a book? This is already one of the best techniques in the Inner Palace Martial Arts Bureau." A slender hand picked up the "Barbarian Bull Qi". soon. A tall, handsome, young eunuch in a green robe walked in, looking at Su Chen with a smile, holding a roast chicken and old wine in his other hand. Zhang Gui from the Shangwu Bureau is at the peak of the double fifth rank and a leading figure among the young eunuchs. He is also one of Su Chen’s few, or even his only, friend. "You came?" Su Chen immediately ran to meet him. In this nine-story library, far away from the imperial palace, it was quiet, but eating white rice and steamed buns every day without any meat was unbearable even for gods. "It's better to have this Bairu wine, it's tasty enough." "A good friend." Su Chen drank old wine, ate roast chicken, and spoke incoherently. On that day, there was unrest in the palace and an assassin was trying to kill the emperor. Near the imperial study, he found Zhang Gui, who was seriously injured and dying, and carried him out from the pile of dead bodies. Since then, the two have become good friends. Zhang Gui's talent is much better than his. He entered the palace three years ago and was extremely talented. He was immediately adopted as a godson by a top fourth-rank official in the Martial Arts Bureau. Three years later, he had become a master at the peak of both the fifth level in terms of physical and qi. Then upwards. Once you reach the fourth rank, you will be in preparation for becoming a supervisor of the Shangwu Bureau, which means your power and status are much higher than that of an ordinary supervisor. He was able to enter the library thanks to Zhang Gui's help. Otherwise, how could he, a low-level eunuch, enter the library even if he made mistakes on purpose? "After three months, I actually don't feel any energy at all." "You, it seems that you really have no talent at all, and you have no affinity with martial arts. But it doesn't matter. When I, Zhang Gui, become successful, you will still be able to walk sideways in this harem. By then, I will be the first eunuch of purple robes, and you will be the second eunuch of red robes." Zhang Gui stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes like deep pools, not hiding his ambition to climb up the social ladder at all.
Then, Zhang Gui sat next to Su Chen, drinking bowl of Bairu wine, and recounting the important events that had occurred in the harem recently. The emperor recovered. The old emperor was seriously injured in the assassination and was on the verge of death for three months. He was about to die. A Taoist priest came to the palace and offered him a thousand-year-old precious medicine. Today, he finally recovered. The first thing he did was to kill people in the temple. Countless civil officials and military generals were beheaded, and entire families were executed. There was also a prince who was deposed. Even the first purple-robed eunuch who was in charge of the inner palace defense was deposed and replaced by a strange old eunuch with a background in the previous emperor's dynasty from the Tianwu Tower. People in the palace were in a panic. The purple-robed eunuch had been removed from his post. It was likely that the red-robed chief steward and the blue-robed managing eunuch would be affected sooner or later. "My strength is about to reach the level of double fourth rank. By then, I will probably be able to get a blue robe manager level. By then, I will have a godson. Even if I am not around, you will still have someone to send you Bairu wine and roast chicken every day." After saying that, Zhang Gui came over eagerly and couldn't help but say. "Xiao Suzi, the soap you gave me is really useful. It caught the eye of Concubine Zhang and helped me do two errands for her..." As he spoke, Zhang Gui's breathing became heavy, and he spoke a little embarrassedly. "You said before that there is a secret medicine called perfume, which can make the human body produce a subtle fragrance, and the fragrance of flowers bloom, surrounded by a group of discs, just like fairies from the heavenly palace descending to the earth..." "Concubine Zhang is the old emperor's favorite concubine. You know what I mean, right?" Looking at the ambition in Zhang Gui's eyes, Su Chen felt that he wanted to stand out too much and would fall flat on his face sooner or later. "You! If you don't make a name for yourself, it's like the end of your life. Can't you be as carefree as me?" Su Chen felt that Bai Ru's wine was no longer fragrant. He wiped his hands and motioned for pen and ink to serve him. "Got it!" Zhang Gui smiled even more broadly and handed over a pen and paper. He did not look like the proud leader of the Shangwu Bureau at all, but a complete lackey. "Take a tea bowl, put some gauze in it, and soak the petals in water for more than twelve hours, and then..." Zhang Gui left with satisfaction. "It's the end of October." "Tomorrow is November, the beginning of autumn." Su Chen walked to the window of the library, watched Zhang Gui leave, looked at the yellow fallen leaves on the ground and the cool wind, closed his eyes, and visualized the seed of immortality. This day was the end of the third month since he traveled through time. Also at this time. Click. The seed of immortality in his consciousness made a crisp sound, and tiny roots extended out. It took root and sprouted, and took shape as a rhizome. The seed of immortality sprouted, and its cracked shell nourished Su Chen's body and produced wisps of energy. The spirit of longevity.
now. His path to Qi has reached the fifth level. New book by an 18-year-old newcomer, please collect it and touch it, (*▽*).
(End of this chapter)