Time flew by, and twenty years had passed.
Golden Roc Peak, a certain practice room.
Shen Long sat cross-legged on the Tranquility Meditation Mat, his eyes slightly closed, his body enveloped in a red aurora, revealing numerous red dragon scales.
After a while, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in and landed in front of him.
The red aurora around Shen Long dissipated, and the red dragon scales vanished as he opened his eyes and let out a long breath of turbid air.
After assisting in the refining of a batch of fourth-order Elixirs, he taught Su Changfeng Alchemy.
Under his guidance, Su Changfeng made rapid progress, significantly increasing his success rate in forming elixirs, allowing Shen Long to cultivate with peace of mind.
With a flick of his fingers, a streak of red light flew out, striking the Sound Transmission Talisman, which self-ignited, and Lin Sen's voice rang out, "Uncle Shen, Master Uncle Lin has returned and says he's got something good."
