Immortal Travel of Longevity-Chapter 151: The Long Life of Eternal Vision

At the moment Chen Changsheng touched the Fate Stone, his Divine Sense wrapped around it.
Just as Chen Changsheng made contact with the Fate Stone,
Zhong Zhengyuan below suddenly swayed a bit, and the look of pain on his face eased slightly.
“Senior Brother Zhengyuan!”
Chen Daoqiu quickly stepped forward, and saw that Zhong Zhengyuan had opened his eyes, his brows showing deep weakness.
At the same time, a crane cry suddenly sounded.
Lv Shan got off the Divine Crane and quickly entered the hall.
Eight cultivators around them opened their eyes.
“Uncle Zhengyuan!”
“Senior Brother Zhong!”
In an instant, seven or eight people gathered around.
Zhong Zhengyuan seemed dazed. He shook his head and said, “I’m fine…”
Lv Shan sighed as if relieved and said, “Uncle, you’re awake.”
Zhong Zhengyuan still looked pale. His daoist arts had suffered damage this time, with the worst injury being to his Divine Sense. It probably wouldn’t recover fully for a while.
He slightly turned his head to look to the side.
Chen Changsheng stood there, gripping the Fate Stone, eyes closed and motionless.
The Fate Stone seemed to calm down.
Zhong Zhengyuan paused and said, “No wonder…”
They had ended up inviting Mr. Chen in the end.
Zhong Zhengyuan took a deep breath. He staggered to get up, saying, “Quick, help Mr. Chen!”
Chen Daoqiu reacted right away and said, “Form the array fast! Give Mr. Chen a hand!”
“Yes!”
Everyone there except the badly hurt Zhong Zhengyuan stood around Chen Changsheng. They raised their hands to form spells, pouring out their Divine Sense and Magical Power to help Chen Changsheng hold the Fate Stone.
Zhong Zhengyuan looked at the Fate Stone and suddenly seemed to sense something. He called out fast, “Get back!”
But he hadn’t finished saying it.
A sudden change happened!
“Boom!”
A wave of force burst out from Chen Changsheng.
Everyone around him was thrown back.
The shaking was extra strong in the hall. Even Zhong Zhengyuan was blasted out.
“Ugh…”
Things in the hall turned to dust. The whole Heavenly Secrets building felt like it was moving. Groans came from the mouths of those present.
“Senior Brother Zhong!”
Chen Daoqiu groaned, steadied himself, then went over to catch Zhong Zhengyuan.
“Thud, thud…”
Everyone there except Chen Changsheng got thrown back by that wave, hitting the ground hard.
Lv Shan, whose skills were weaker, even passed out under that wave.
As they rubbed their chests and looked on, they saw a shield-like magic barrier suddenly form around the Green-Robed Gentleman at the center, as if blocking out the outside world.
This left everyone shocked.
“Didn’t it look stable? How did this happen?”
Someone covering his chest slowly got to his feet. Their faces all looked grim, not expecting this twist.
Chen Daoqiu wanted to step closer, but Zhong Zhengyuan stopped him.
“Don’t go forward!”
Zhong Zhengyuan frowned heavily. He coughed once and watched the scene.
The Fate Stone was held tightly in Chen Changsheng’s hand.
But as everyone looked on, the Fate Stone seemed quiet once more, slowly settling down.
Zhong Zhengyuan hadn’t foreseen this either. He was puzzled. But when he glanced at Chen Changsheng, he saw no pain on his face.
It was like Mr. Chen had everything under control.
“Cough, cough.”
Zhong Zhengyuan coughed and said, “Don’t disturb Mr. Chen.”
He took a deep breath and said, “This is beyond us now.”
Chen Daoqiu then asked the doubt that had been on his mind.
“Senior Brother Zhengyuan, who is Mr. Chen anyway?”
Tianji Mountain could learn all things, but he hadn’t heard of a cultivator this strong.
“Recalled the year the dragon’s fortune soared?” Zhong Zhengyuan said.
Chen Daoqiu was taken aback. It clicked suddenly.
“It’s him!?”
Chen Daoqiu froze in place. Now he understood why Zhong Zhengyuan put his faith in this gentleman.
He paused and said to Zhong Zhengyuan, “Senior Brother Zhengyuan, do you know Mr. Chen has reached Fivefold Heaven of Divine Sense…”
Zhong Zhengyuan froze at this. He couldn’t find words.
As deep as he knew Mr. Chen’s skills ran, Fivefold Heaven of Divine Sense was beyond even his dreams.
Heaven had countless cultivators and many Dongxu realms, but those who reached Fivefold Heaven of Divine Sense you could count on one hand.
Zhong Zhengyuan stared at Chen Changsheng, his eyes blank. He whispered to himself, “What else is he hiding…”
Chen Changsheng’s Divine Sense got drawn into the Fate Stone.
In a daze, as if countless pictures flashed before Chen Changsheng’s eyes.
He saw a Mayfly fly past him, flapping its thin wings. In a heartbeat, it was like thousands of years had passed.
The Mayfly became a blue light and faded from Chen Changsheng’s sight.
Next, a thick cloud of mist appeared in his view.
Slowly, his sight pierced through the mist. Chen Changsheng saw a wide land.
“This is…”
“Great Jing? Beixiang, and that’s the Tongtian River…”
But Chen Changsheng suddenly paused and frowned. “No, something’s not right here.”
What he saw now looked a bit like the view he had known Sword Flight, but was also very different. Many mountains and grounds were not as they are today.
“Perhaps from hundreds or thousands of years ago.”
That might be the only reason, though he didn’t know how long ago.
Chen Changsheng thought to himself: ‘What is this Fate Stone anyway? Why do I see these things?’
As his gaze pushed forward, a small river came into view.
At the river shore, a person lay there.
The person wore old clothes, was covered in dirt, and looked like a beggar. He also had wounds here and there, as if badly hurt.
Suddenly, a girl carrying a wooden basin came toward the river.
When the girl saw the person lying on the shore, she gasped aloud.
The basin fell, and the clothes inside hit the ground.
The girl ran back far, hid behind a tree, and kept watching.
The beggar on the shore showed no sign of moving.
“My clothes…”
The girl then slowly came to herself. She looked at the basin and clothes, gritted her teeth, and walked over.
At first, her eyes stayed on the basin and clothes.
But when she picked them up and was about to leave, she paused.
The girl stopped and turned towards the beggar on the shore.
She thought long and hard, then stepped over toward the beggar.
“He’s alive!”
The girl glanced around and called out, “Anyone there?”
She couldn’t move him. Hearing no reply, she told the beggar, “Stay right here and wait. I’m going to get help!!”
The girl dropped the clothes and basin, ran into town to find people, and the almost-dead beggar was saved.
He didn’t die, but stayed asleep.
The girl looked at the young man lying on the bed and frowned. “He can’t be a real beggar, right…”
She didn’t think more about it, got a basin of water, and started to wipe the dirt off his face.
Chen Changsheng watched this. As the dirt on the beggar’s face wiped away, he saw the face clearly. His mind then shook.
Because…
he saw himself!