Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck Chapter 155 – Foundation Establishment

Chapter 155: Chapter 108: Foundation Establishment

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Furthermore, Liang Sheng’s breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Stage automatically increased his lifespan by 500, making it a total of 21188 years. Liang Sheng was a true monster in terms of lifespan.

While enjoying his success, Liang Sheng discovered that the flowers and plants around the mountain cave he was in had grown at an alarming rate, with even the short vines having grown to over one meter tall.

As for the creatures and animals that were within this area, they kept their distance from Liang Sheng, but their eyes were filled with longing.

Liang Sheng glanced at them and couldn’t help but laugh, “Today is a happy day, and it is fate that connects us.”

I’he next moment, a bottle of Qi Refining Pills appeared in his hand as his thoughts moved. He melted the pills using his spiritual power, then waved his hand, causing a surge of spiritual energy in an area with a radius of dozens of meters.

As Liang Sheng rook a step forward, his body vanished without a trace. The stunned creatures and animals then reacted and quickly rushed into the range of spiritual energy.

They didn’t understand what this energy was, but they instinctively tried to breathe in as much spiritual energy as they could, their tiny minds filled with the thought of absorbing more and more.

When Liang Sheng descended the mountain, his steps were light, and he felt weightless. With each step, he covered a mile, as if he could shrink the earth itself.

At this moment, his mood was simple. The joy of breaking through was like returning home clothed in silk. Naturally, he could not let the day pass without celebrating.

An hour later, they arrived at the Capital.

The Dusty Garden.

Since it was his true desire, why constrain it?

The Dao is natural!

After a wild night.

Early the next morning, Liang Sheng restored his appearance and walked on the streets of the capital. At this moment, the people of Great Zhou Capital were brimming with confidence and national pride.

During the 35 years since Liang Sheng had left, Great Zhou had annexed two more countries. It had become the most powerful nation within the secular countries in the cultivation world, and it deserved to be the undisputed hegemon in the region.

Now that Liang Sheng had broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, he no longer felt as tense as he was before. Following his heart’s desire, he wanted to explore the secular world, and so he did not rush back to the Immortal Cultivation Market.

After all, with Liang Sheng’s inherent talent and cultivation speed, he had no idea when he would break through to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, so why hurry?

As he walked down the street, Liang Sheng eventually found himself in the Eastern City Area and stopped in front of a teahouse, lost in thought.

He only had a brief two hundred years in the mortal world, and rhe Peaceful Mind Studio he once owned had now become a teahouse.

The same name, Peaceful Mind Studio, was a sign of fate.

With that thought, Liang Sheng did nor hesitate and walked directly into the teahouse called Peaceful Mind Studio. As soon as he entered, he heard a spirited and passionate voice.

It was the storyteller in the center of the hall.

The teahouse customers were all attentively listening to the storyteller narrating the story of Great General Zhou Yikao’s one-day conquest of ten cities.

At the exciting moments, some customers showed their appreciation. When Liang Sheng entered the teahouse, rhe waiter s eyes lit up,

What a handsome young man! He must be rhe son of a noble family. As the waiter pondered, he quickly jogged up to Liang Sheng.

“Young Master, have you reserved a private room?”

The waiter, without hesitation, thought that the person had reserved a private room since he had never encountered such an elegant-looking person before.

“No, I’ll just have tea in the main hall.”

Upon hearing this, the waiter’s expression remained unchanged and continued to be extraordinarily enthusiastic, guiding Liang Sheng to a spot by the window.

Liang Sheng ordered a pot of tea and then watched the bustling street in front of him while listening to the passionate voice of the storyteller. For some reason, he felt an odd sense of insight.

However, he was unable to grasp this hint of inspiration. Just as he was growing anxious, the waiter coincidentally came to serve the tea.

“Dear guest, please enjoy your tea.”

Liang Sheng snapped back to his senses, nodded, and smiled at the waiter. For some reason, the waiter felt extremely honored and was quite excited as he left.

Even the waiter himself couldn’t figure out why he was so flustered. He had seen his fair share of wealthy customers, so why was he at a loss today?

As Liang Sheng watched the bustling streets of the Capital and listened to the discussions in the teahouse, he became even more amazed by the bloodline abilities of the Great Zhou Royal Family.

It was now the 34th year of Weizong, and just last month, Great General Zhou Yikao had defeated the Southern Yue Nation and returned victoriously with his troops.

The story that the storyteller was telling right now was a byproduct of Zhou Yikao’s feats. Who would have thought that Liang Sheng would arrive at such a coincidental time?

According to the conversations among the guests, it was likely that Zhou Yikao would lead his troops back to the capital within a few days. Weizong even stated that he would personally welcome them with officials outside the city.

However, just at that moment, a fast horse carrying an urgent message rushed through the streets of the capital.

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Some vendors on both sides of the street didn’t have time to dodge, and the messenger knocked them down. Yet, the citizens of Great Zhou didn’t blame the messenger but looked worried instead.

Ever since the rise of Great Zhou, they had never seen such an urgent messenger before. Judging from the armor pattern on the messenger’s body, it seemed to bear the totem of the Always Victorious Army of Great General Zhou Yikao.

Did something unexpected happen to the march of the Great General?

But how could it be possible?

Considering the Great General had returned victorious after annihilating the Southern Yue Nation, how could such an urgent matter happen now?