"Old ghost, I heard that you agree that Zhang Chen's mortal troops came to the fairyland of Zhongnan Mountain to train. Are you not afraid of the other four sects talking?" Still in the top platform garden of Zhongnan Mountain Fairyland, Tong Yuan changed his appearance as an old god who was always a gun god. He held a glass of good wine from nowhere with a rosy face, stepped on a rock with one foot, looked at the beautiful scenery in the fairyland in front of him, and asked Shindoko who was dining behind him.

"Oh, I haven't enjoyed the delicious food of the world for a long time. When it comes to delicious food in the world, the skills of the mortal world are hundreds of times better than our Shenji Sect!" Shindoko did not answer Tong Yuan's question, but smiled and tasted, asking his disciples to spend a lot of money to hire a chef and others from a famous restaurant in Chang'an City for a month, and came to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain to stew a large meal of cultivation. The raw materials used were chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, cattle, sheep, and herbs unique to the cultivation world raised in the fairyland of Zhongnan Mountain. After making it, it was even more fragrant. Even the chef who cooked the dishes could not help but eat them secretly. Shindoko was generous. Not only did he not pursue them, but he asked the chef and others to cook the dishes for a full fifteen days and then gave some things in the cultivation world. Of course, meat and other things were dead, because those creatures could not live in the mortal world due to spiritual reasons.

"This is... you are willing to take out these five hundred years of wine!" Tong Yuan was brought in by Shindoko's words. The wine in his hand was collected by Shindoko inadvertently when he was traveling in the mortal world five hundred years ago, and there were not many. Since Tong Yuan was invited by Shindoko to go to Zhongnan Mountain, he and his junior brother Li Yan asked Shindoko for the hundred or even thousand years of wine in his hand more than once, but Shindoko was reluctant to do so. This time, it was like a different person. Not only did he spend manpower and material resources to entertain the disciples and fellow disciples of the whole sect, but he even took out the treasured hundred-year wine.

"Bah! No, tell me, what's wrong with you now?" Tong Yuan immediately reacted and turned around to get back to the topic.

"Hahaha! Yu Zhen [Tong Yuan's word], after you enter Taiyi Fairyland [Zhongnan Mountain Fairyland], will you have a day to count the ending day?" Shindoko smiled, her expression became a little sharp. The strange old man who had always been with Tong Yuan's peers at this time showed his true seniority.

"Didn't you care about these things? We agreed to in Penglai Fairyland at that time. My junior brother and I took action this time to completely assist you, not to confront them head-on in that area." Tong Yuan was called a younger generation by Shindoko, but did not object, but instead made the agreement that year.

"Yu Zhen! Do you know that, in all, today is the day when the end date is the beginning of the ten-year countdown! I believe that Zihua and the others' request for help will soon arrive, and Chang'an City must have fallen into chaos. Also, if I hadn't been kind enough to take the group left by your adoptive father to our Taiyi Fairyland in favor of opposition from the sect, you would have been swallowed up like other people in your fairyland!" Shindoko said a little furiously at this time, and she was staring at her beard.
Chapter completed!