I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world.

Chapter 1 This immortal has a really dirty mouth.

Fufeng City, at sunset.

Chen Lu, dressed in a linen shirt, was looking in a trance at the city gate not far away. There was a sect called "Zhatian Gang" that was recruiting disciples. A chubby man who claimed to be an elder of the outer sect was holding a wooden trumpet in his hand and shouting loudly.

"The annual Sky-blasting Gang disciple recruitment meeting has begun!"

“Don’t miss it if you’re passing by!”

"The day of becoming an immortal is now!"

"As long as you join the sect, you will be given 100 coins immediately!"

His name is Chen Lu, and he traveled through time not long ago.

Today is the thirty-first day since I traveled through time. After chopping wood for thirty days, I finally saved up more than two thousand coins, which allowed me to rent a small house of my own in this strange city.

Chopping wood is strenuous work.

The owner of the goods specifically asked for "iron wood". This tree is extremely hard and very difficult to chop. Moreover, the areas where this tree grows are monopolized by some local tyrants. If you want to chop wood in their territory, you need to pay an entrance fee.

He spent a full 29 days competing with villagers for some scattered "iron trees" in small corners that the local tyrants ignored. He could only earn a dozen cents a day, which was not enough to feed himself.

He was a bit stupid and couldn't learn how to chop wood.

Fortunately, on the 30th day, he learned how to chop people.

This was a small gain.

Considering that the business opened yesterday, I was in a good mood today, so I gave myself a day off, rented a small house for 300 coins, wandered around during the day, and spent a few dozen coins to buy myself some pork head, peanuts, and half a pound of roasted pork, ready to celebrate in my house.

Take a day off today and chop wood again tomorrow.

He was looking forward to this feast, which was the most sumptuous dinner he had had since he traveled through time.

It seems like just a small step.

But it represents a big step for him to gain a foothold in this strange world.

He was in a very good mood along the way. He even heard that a theatre troupe from the capital was about to enter the city, so he came over to join in the fun. Before that, he was in a very good mood until he heard the three words "Zhatian Gang".

He began to feel dazed.

This somewhat familiar feeling of strangeness made him feel as if he had not traveled through time, but had fallen asleep.

He knew that there were immortals in this world.

But he seldom thought about cultivating immortality. He just wanted to survive. If he could ask for something a little more extravagant, it would be to have pork heads for every meal and never be caught for killing people. After all, when it was difficult to even have enough food and clothing, how could he dare to cultivate immortality?

Moreover, this "Zhatian Gang" sect gave him the feeling that it was too low-class. After all, he was an outer sect elder and an immortal, so why was he shouting like a vendor in a vulgar manner?

The people around basically just glanced at me and passed by. For such a long time, no one stopped to stay. Could it be that the people in this world have such a low desire to cultivate immortals?

Chen Lu shook his head and did not stay here for long. Perhaps it was just a coincidence that their names were the same. At this time, the opera troupe also entered the city in a grand manner surrounded by a huge crowd.

The status of actors in this world is not high.

However, there was a famous singer from the capital in this troupe. She only sold her art and not her body. It was said that a high-ranking official from the capital once offered three spirit stones to buy a night of love for her but was politely declined. Naturally, many people wanted to see what this woman worth three spirit stones looked like.

He stood on tiptoe to take a look. It was okay. It seemed that the people in this world had never eaten anything good.

After joining in the fun, Chen Lu did not stay any longer, but turned around and walked straight into the city.

at this time--

Perhaps he had stopped for too long, or perhaps he was swimming upstream in the crowd. In any case, the outer sect elder of the "Zhatian Gang" who was shouting noticed him, roared loudly, and then ran towards him quickly.

"Fellow Taoist, stay!"

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The corners of Chen Lu's mouth twitched slightly. He turned around and left without any hesitation, holding the pork head wrapped in oil paper and the shaodaozi in the porcelain bottle in his hands.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

The noise behind me was getting louder.

His steps became bigger and bigger.

However, he was an immortal after all, and he ran faster than him. He soon ran ahead of him, panting, with his hands on his hips, panting and angrily saying, "What the hell did you run for?"

This immortal has a really dirty mouth.

Since he couldn't run away, Chen Yu stopped struggling and bowed with a look of trepidation, saying carefully, "Forgive me, Immortal. I didn't know you were calling me. What do you want me to do?"

But where the man couldn't see, her brows were slightly furrowed.

Is this an immortal?

The immortal ran these few steps and still ran out of breath? Then this immortal is too useless, right?

"Don't act stupid!"

The chubby man pointed at Chen Yu's nose and angrily cursed: "I am the outer sect elder of the "Zhatian Gang", responsible for recruiting disciples for Fufeng City. Do you want to cultivate immortality? Just one word!"

A crude and frail immortal.

It looked like it could be killed with just two strikes.

Chen Yu subconsciously touched the axe in his arms, but he stood up respectfully and explained, "My lord, I have never had the talent to cultivate immortality since I was young, so I have never thought of embarking on the path of seeking immortality."

"Forget it, it's okay."

The man took a few deep breaths and was about to speak when his expression suddenly became strange: "Brother, what did you just say? Cultivation qualifications?"

Chen Yu was slightly stunned, and didn't know how to respond for a moment. Are immortals in this world so friendly? They actually use the word "brother" when talking to mortals?

Although a little confused, he still said subconsciously: "Yes." "Hahahahahahahaha!!"

Hearing this, the fat, sweaty man wiped the sweat off his forehead, snatched the pork head from Chen Yu's hand, tore open the oil paper without caring about his image, and chewed it with big mouthfuls, obviously quite excited: "Very good, very good!"

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But what the man didn't see was.

Chen Lu's expression had visibly turned cold. He had been looking forward to this pig's head for a whole month. It was probably the happiest thing that had ever happened to him since he traveled through time. Everything he did today was a preparation for better enjoying this meal of pig's head.

And now.
His pig head was snatched away by the fat and pig-brained man in front of him. The hatred he felt was far greater than the hatred for having his wife stolen from him.

Chen Lu glanced around. Because a troupe of actors was entering the city today, the city gate was crowded with people watching the fun. There were many people at the moment, and there were also many officers and soldiers responsible for maintaining order. It was not a good place to take action.

There was a bamboo forest not far away, where people could just about chop down people.

Just as he was thinking about how to cut, the man wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth with satisfaction: "80 for the big hammer, how much for the small hammer?"

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Chen Lu was stunned on the spot, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes. He thought he traveled through time alone, but it turned out that a group of people traveled through time!
After hesitating for a moment.

"40?"

"Palace Jade Wine, what's the next sentence?"

"One hundred and eighty cups."

"Good brother." The chubby man put his arm around Chen Lu's shoulders contentedly, turned around and took Chen Lu to his stall, put away his "Zhatian Gang" flag, and then took Chen Lu to the bamboo forest not far away.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Feilong. When I was in Blue Star, I was the boss of a startup company. What do you call me, brother?"

"My name is Chen Yu. When I was in Blue Star, I was a freelancer."

Chen Lu nodded thoughtfully, and probably had a preliminary understanding of the fat man in front of him. A startup company is a company that is almost on the verge of bankruptcy.

All finances are outsourced and social security is not paid.

There is no guarantee of holiday on Saturday, and there is no guarantee of holiday on Sunday.

As soon as the employees filed a lawsuit, the company went bankrupt.

"But are you sure your name is Feilong? Is there such a surname on Blue Star?"

"No."

Fei Long shook his head with certainty: "I gave myself this name. I have to give myself an identity when I go out. It's so difficult to recruit disciples nowadays. If you don't give yourself a resounding name, who will follow you?"

"The story I made up for myself was that when I was born, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. A fat dragon with five claws circled in the sky nine times and then entered my body, proving that one day I would soar across the world!"

"If you can find notes when you eat fish, it makes sense that you will be born with a five-clawed golden dragon."

Fei Long took a deep breath, then took the Shao Daozi from Chen Yu's hand and drank it all in one gulp before burping contentedly: "I haven't had such good food and wine in a long time."

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Chen Yu looked at the empty porcelain bottle, touched the axe in his arms calmly, glanced around without saying anything, and asked softly: "Aren't you an outer sect elder of the "Zhatian Gang"? How can you not afford to eat pig head meat?"

"Didn't I tell you? I gave myself my own identity when I went out. I'm the only one in the Sky-blasting Gang."

"So you don't have a sect? You're not an outer sect elder?"

"No."

"You accept disciples without a sect?"

"If we have disciples, doesn't it follow that we will naturally have a sect?"

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Chen Lu remained silent again. Most people would think that they would first establish a sect and then accept disciples, but this guy thought that the sect would naturally come into being after having disciples. He would not comment on who was right or wrong, but he could only say that this guy was very courageous.

"So you promised to give me 100 coins for entry? Do you have the money to give?"

"No Money."

Fei Long nodded seriously: "But I will send all new disciples into the secret realm. I will give them money if they come out alive. If they die, I won't give them money. If they come out alive, the treasures they bring out from the secret realm will be worth more than just 100 coins."

"The mortality rate in the secret realm is high?"

"Very high."

"What if you come out alive and they don't give you their treasure?"

"I'm at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage, so I'm definitely stronger than the newbies. If you don't give it to me, I can just snatch it away."

"Since you are at the sixth level of Qi Refining Stage, why don't you go down to the secret realm yourself?"

"Didn't I tell you before that the death rate in the secret realm is very high? I'm a little afraid of death. Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid too."

"Even if that's the case, how do you get a mountain for your sect? A sect must have a mountain, right?"

"The main purpose of a sect's training of outer disciples is to travel outside. Only when they are promoted to inner disciples can they see the mountain gate."

The two looked at each other, and Chen Yu was speechless for a moment.

He knew that none of the bosses of these startup companies were good people.

This is not recruiting disciples at all, this is recruiting people to work hard for you, and you just give them cakes to eat without any actual benefits. No wonder you can't recruit anyone. It would be a miracle if you can recruit anyone.

(End of this chapter)