Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Chapter 3 The Strange Godfather

After leaving the horse pen.

Chen Fan then went to the stove to warm the water.

The little stool was still fast asleep in the woodpile, its four paws tucked into its arms like a dog that was afraid of the cold.

Chen Fan used to sleep here when he was young, and nobody cared or paid any attention to him.

After all, the eunuchs of the Imperial Horse Stable were essentially idle; being sent here to serve was tantamount to imprisonment.

Very few eunuchs would voluntarily take up a position here.

But Chen Fan was different. Knowing that serving a ruler was like walking on thin ice, and being unfamiliar with the intrigues of the imperial harem, he came here on his own initiative.

He's been staying there for over sixty years!

With his thoughts churning, Chen Fan added some firewood to the stove.

Perhaps it's too cold; the fire is almost out today.

Chen Fan added another handful of dry grass before he could light the fire.

After thick smoke billowed from the chimney, the temperature in the kitchen gradually rose.

"Godfather...you're here..." Little Stool was startled awake and quickly got up.

"Go back to sleep. It's cold, so it's normal that you're not used to it." Chen Fan smiled and added more firewood to the stove.

The little stool shook its head slightly and quickly climbed up from the woodpile.

Shivering from the cold, he glanced at the snow piled up on the wall outside the window, his face turning pale!

"Godfather...it snowed so heavily last night, weren't you cold...?"

Upon hearing the inquiry.

Chen Fan was taken aback.

"Cold..."

"It's cold, Godfather, aren't you cold?" Little Stool's teeth chattered, making a clattering sound.

Chen Fan was indeed not cold.

Little Stool didn't say anything, so he hadn't even noticed this.

He barely felt cold when he came in from outside.

Even after it snowed, he felt it was no different from usual.

You should know that Xiao Dengzi is young and strong, and his physical condition is several times better than Chen Fan's.

Normally, this old man needs this young man's help to get around.

The little stool was freezing cold today, but Chen Fan didn't feel anything.

The unusual physical symptoms surprised him.

"It's cold... but not as cold as you... come and warm yourself by the fire..."

Chen Fan made way for the water tank.

They didn't even hesitate to use the small stool.

On this snowy day, he wished he could warm his hands over a fire.

When Chen Fan arrived at the water tank, he lifted the wooden board and immediately discovered that the water inside had turned into ice.

Clearly, after a night of snowfall, the temperature was indeed unbearably cold.

But he didn't feel anything.

Chen Fan shook his head inwardly, then picked up an axe to break the ice.

In the past, chopping wood and carrying water were done by Xiaodeng, but today he decided to try it himself and see if his old bones had become stronger!

Click!

With a swift motion, Chen Fan cleaved the ice with his axe, causing a cracking sound to echo from the ice in the vat.

"Godfather... let Xiaodeng do this heavy work, you're going to put in so much effort..."

Seeing this, the little stool quickly came up to take over.

But Chen Fan waved his hand and swung his axe down again.

With another cracking sound, all the ice in the jar shattered.

Chen Fan smiled contentedly, put down his axe, and said:

"Looks like my old bones are still up to par, I can still move... Let's boil some water!"

"Okay..." Xiao Dengzi nodded slightly, looking at his godfather who seemed a little off, with doubt in his eyes.

Just as he turned to fetch water, the sound of chopping wood came from outside again.

Little Stool heard the noise and went out to see what was going on, his face full of surprise.

After finding two pieces of wood, Chen Fan picked up an axe and began chopping firewood.

With a single swing of the axe, the thick wooden stick split open cleanly and effortlessly.

The little stool, which is often used for chopping wood and carrying water, knows that without strength and experience, it is impossible to achieve such a high level of wood chopping.

Even after he's been at the Imperial Stables for half a year, he still hasn't reached this level.

If Godfather were twenty years younger, Xiao Dengzi wouldn't find it strange.

But my godfather, who's almost eighty years old, did it!

"Godfather... don't hurt your back..." Out of concern, Xiao Dengzi still stepped forward to help him.

Seeing this, Chen Fan did not stop them.

Pretending to have a backache, he held onto the small stool and coughed, saying:

"I'm getting old... I used to be able to chop several at once, but now even one makes my back hurt. Let's put this away and go home..."

"Okay... Godfather..." Watching his godfather leave, supporting his back, Xiao Dengzi's doubts lessened a bit.

In his view, his godfather's actions were reasonable.

If an eighty-year-old person is still so energetic, he would really think he's seen a ghost!

After leaving the kitchen.

Chen Fan hurriedly returned to the house.

Having just used his three-pronged attack, he felt his blood boiling and a slight fever.

He hadn't felt this kind of sweating sensation in a long time.

You should know that Chen Fan is almost eighty years old now, and his bones are brittle.

Even the slightest bump or knock can cause a major problem.

Chopping wood with an axe like that was something Chen Fan wouldn't have dared to even think about yesterday.

But he did it today, and this old man is perfectly fine.

Chen Fan's intuition told him that this was related to the water he drank last night.

Excited, he swallowed hard and quickly took out the golden bowl from his arms, along with the "dried leaves"!

Chen Fan picked up the golden bowl and looked at it for a few moments, then placed the withered leaves at the bottom of the bowl.

At the same time, he took a teacup and added the small amount of tea into it.

Suddenly, to Chen Fan's astonishment...

The withered leaves began to turn green little by little, and then the whole leaf turned completely green, as if it had come back to life.

Moreover, the leaves emitted a scent similar to tea, yet not quite.

After smelling it, Chen Fan picked up the golden bowl and gulped it down, also chewing and swallowing the leaf raw.

Not long after, he felt a warm sensation in his lower abdomen, as if there was a surge of energy moving around inside.

Finally, his body began to feel warm and comfortable, and he inexplicably felt himself sweating.

"That's the feeling..."

A glint of light flashed in Chen Fan's eyes.

He glanced at the golden bowl, then continued pouring water and adding withered leaves.

He drank six bowls of water and ate six leaves before he finally stopped.

At this moment, the hot air inside Chen Fan's round belly was churning even more violently.

This caused visible steam to rise from the fine hairs on the back of his hands.

Upon closer inspection, Chen Fan noticed that some dark grime had appeared on the back of his hand.

As the grime accumulated, it quickly formed a dense layer on the back of his hands, neck, and face.

The pungent, sour smell of sweat made Chen Fan want to vomit!

Without thinking twice, he quickly found a wooden basin to collect water and wash his body.

But because it was so cold, the water tank inside the house froze!

Helpless, Chen Fan paused for a moment, then pushed open the door and went out.

When he came in, the wooden basin in his hand was full of snow.

Gritting his teeth, Chen Fan closed the door and immediately took off his clothes to wash his body.

After washing himself in three large basins of black snow water, Chen Fan finally felt clean!

At the same time, he felt much lighter, and the most direct change was that his eyes became brighter and his hearing improved a lot.

Chen Fan, who was separated from Xiao Deng by a horse pen, could hear the little eunuch cursing at the stove about the freezing winter!