Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

Black Abyss Prison.

Chen Sheng glanced away, and saw that one cell after another was quiet, and some were vacant. For example, cell No. 16, the first prisoner he came into contact with, Taoist Dapeng, had died of old age, and his bones were gathered in the wilderness, leaving behind There was dead silence.

Forty years have passed in a flash.

He saw many changes in District Jia 11. After Yu Jifeng's prison breakout, the white wild grass and sun grass were replanted. They were replanted after they died. This was already the second time they were planted. The prisoner in the cell, Qingsi His hair has turned gray, his waist has become a lot stooped, and even a certain cell has worn out everywhere. You can see the traces of time in various ways.

This kind of change cannot be seen from a cursory look. It can only be said that he has watched it for a long time day by day, month by month, and year by year. It has penetrated his eyes and reflected in his heart, so he can see it clearly.

He can also clearly feel some invisible things, such as prestige. He is not boasting, it is indeed in the dark blade, and he is respected by others.

Among them, there is the blessing of the title of captain of the 10th team, but more of it is his methods. He is extremely harsh and insightful in his treatment of prisoners, and he is mostly gentle in his treatment of subordinates and fellow Taoists.

With such a temperament, people will inevitably feel close to each other. When they gather together for a long time, everyone will add fuel to the fire, and they will naturally gain power.

He didn't care much about these. What he was more concerned about was that Chen Lian was out and still on the road.

I don’t know what I did. I just know that I am very happy and enjoy it. I have found the “Tao”.

The junior often thinks about it, leading the troops alone to enforce the law is also very busy, fighting continuously without stopping, and he may not be able to see each other for a year.

The jailer who stayed in the Black Abyss Prison was stable and undisturbed, making him feel a touch of familiarity.

These two plants have been here for many years. It's time to add something new.

Dafu came over. His hair was a little white, his steps were a little heavier, his body was still chubby, his eyebrows were gentle, he looked a bit like an old white bear.

In his hand, he held a small flowerpot, in which grew a bonsai-like spiritual grass. The branches were vigorous but exuded a childish charm.

Gently, it was placed beside the white wild grass and sun-growing grass, making it look like a three-yang flower.

Cangmucao, a first-class spiritual grass, has a slow growth cycle. Your plant is not very old. If you want to wait for it to bloom brilliantly, you will have to wait a few years.

Chen Sheng glanced at Dafu, and in a blink of an eye he landed on the spiritual grass on the ground. He immediately recognized it as a precious first-level spiritual grass, which was like grass and solid wood, and its growth cycle lasted several years.

This time is not fixed. If you apply too much fertilizer, it can definitely be reduced.

Just right.

Dafu murmured in a low voice, feeling a little sad. Then he remembered something and said enthusiastically: I got lucky the day before yesterday.

It can be seen that he is very happy. He obviously looks old, but when he is happy, he is a bit pure like a child.

What good thing?

Chen Sheng asked.

I made a furnace of top quality Qi Condensing Pills.

There was a hint of pride in Dafu's brows. He dug into his arms and took out a delicate jade vase, saying: I'll give this to you. Although you don't need it much, it's just a souvenir. I'll give the rest to future generations.

He has been refining alchemy for forty-two years, but he is a half-time monk and his qualifications are not high. In the field of first-level alchemy masters, he can only be regarded as the middle and lower level. He can refine a furnace of top-quality Qi Condensing Pills, which is definitely a good thing. It was a fluke.

It's very special. I'll keep it.

Chen Sheng was stunned for a moment, thinking that when he first became an alchemist, he also gave Qi Condensation Pills to the two deacons of the outer sect, but now he has passed away. Looking at Dafu's white hair, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. Sentimental.

This is my pinnacle work, and I can't refine it in the future.

Dafu is self-aware. His alchemy has reached its peak, and his energy for alchemy is decreasing year by year. Although he has become more and more proficient in alchemy skills, the two complement each other, and it also relies on a little luck to refine the top quality Qi Condensing Pill. .

From now on, the days when he started refining alchemy were very few, and he really couldn't do it anymore.

Then you have to learn the knowledge of spiritual herbs. You can't slack off.

Chen Sheng did not use the words aging and death and talked about something lighter. Dafu's ability to embark on this path is the result of love.

In this case, you can continue to love it and try to forget the passage of time.

OK……

Dafu noticed something, but didn't say much and nodded. He really liked alchemy and spiritual grass. He kept tinkering with it and never felt lonely.

Dafu, don't we have a share?

In the Black Abyss Prison, two joking voices rang out.

It's Cai Rong and Wang Xian. They are not as old as Dafu, but Cai Rong is already middle-aged, with white temples, while Wang Xian is extremely calm, and has long since lost his youthful figure.

You don't need it anymore.

Dafu smiled. Cai Rong and Wang Xian were in the late stages of the Qi Refining Realm. They were quite old. It would be meaningless to go up half a level and one level. He joked: Leave it to the young people.

As soon as the words came out, it didn't feel like a joke. The traces of time could be seen on Cai Rong and Wang Xian.

Only Chen Sheng was still a young man and showed no signs of aging. Everyone just regarded him as someone with advanced cultivation and didn't think much about it.

I've been miserable these past few years.

A look of sadness appeared on Cai Rong's face. He was somewhat cautious. The late former prison chief called him a model jailer and strictly abided by the three survival rules of Black Abyss Prison.

The fact is that he doesn't like it. Just to survive, he can only protect himself with layers of serious and silent masks.

After Chen Sheng arrived, he suppressed District A11 and wiped out the arrogance of the prisoners.

He was able to survive peacefully in the Black Abyss Prison. Over the years, he was very leisurely, peaceful, and very satisfied.

Suddenly being pointed out by Dafu, I realized that time passed quickly. Many years had passed and I was no longer young.

When I went to other areas, I mentioned it was from District A-11, and it became much easier to find out the information.

Wang Xian also felt that Chen Sheng alone had changed the fate of many people, at least the favor they received was not small.

As he spoke, he talked about the current situation and said: The Black Abyss Prison is scary, but Jia 11 has a good reputation, and some people want to come and serve.

It was still because of Chen Sheng that the Black Abyss Prison, which was feared by others, would one day become popular. It was quite a strange feeling.

“If we don’t add more people from above, there’s nothing we can do.”

Dafu is aware of this, but to be honest, there is not much difference between one or two more jailers or one or two fewer jailers in today's District A-11.

Chen Sheng alone has suppressed the prisoner, both psychologically and physically.

They are purely ornaments.

clatter

There were footsteps coming from far and near.

The person who came was a Dark Blade cultivator. He looked like a young man, with a black robe and a sword. He was walking on the corridor of the Black Abyss Prison. He looked calm and composed, looking like a tiger or a wolf, which in turn frightened the prisoners.

When he stepped into Area 11, his fierce aura slowly disappeared. When he saw the young figure under the window sill, he became even more respectful. He stepped forward and bowed: But Mr. Chen Qingdi?

He lowered his head, but after a brief contact, he memorized Chen Sheng's face, and later he could brag to the people in the team and speak eloquently.

it's me.

Chen Sheng responded.

This invitation was given to you by the captain.

The Dark Blade cultivator respectfully presented an invitation, without any hint of unruliness in his manner, as if he belonged to the Dark Blade team that Chen Sheng belonged to.

If he could choose, he would like to know that the treatment of Team 10 and Chen Sheng's skills have already spread.

Such a capable subordinate of Fukuzawa is enough to win the respect of anyone.

…

Kuang Shucheng, two hundred years old banquet.

Chen Sheng opened the invitation. It was a birthday banquet. The person signing the invitation, Kuang Shucheng, the captain of the first team, said it very politely.

He was kindly invited, but he did not refuse and said to the messenger: Tell fellow Taoist Kuang that I will go.

Ten days later.

Tianque Peak.

This mountain peak is shaped like a big sword and has a somewhat lonely and cold aura, but now it has been dissipated by a wave of enthusiasm.

From the mountainside down, the trees are all covered in red and colorful. The swords on the mountain path are engraved with words of blessing. There are many dark blade monks in black robes.

When the work was almost done, they built a loft, built a pavilion, and served a banquet at the foot of the mountain. They were so happy.

Why is it so lively today?

The Immortal Sect monks passing by looked strange. Tianque Peak was close to the Black Abyss Prison, and there were often one or two Dark Blade monks practicing on the mountain.

This mountain is also lonely and arrogant, and the people are dangerous, like a fierce sword. As time goes by, the outer peak disciples no longer stay here, and gradually it turns into a dojo of Dark Blade.

However, Tianque Peak is always quiet, and it is rare to see such excitement when entering.

Kuang Shucheng of Dark Blade is hosting a banquet.

An insider said.

For a while, many people were silent, but they didn't know Kuang Shucheng's reputation.

This man who lives deep in the Black Abyss Prison may not be famous outside, but he is definitely one of the best.

That man was also a chatterbox, so he explained to everyone that Kuang Shucheng's Dark Blade belonged to him. Few people knew about it because it was invisible to the light, but his achievements were real. He was involved in some major battles.

Those who can reach the top are all powerful people.

After listening, passers-by knew how powerful Kuang Shucheng was. A person who could sit down and talk with him at such a strong man's birthday banquet was definitely not an ordinary person.

at this time.

At the foot of Tianque Mountain, a man came. He was slender and looked very young, but there were traces of time on his eyebrows, which were very deep.

He lowered his eyes and saw many dark blade monks, and said: Zhao Da and others are practicing silently, but they don't come, which makes me feel a little lonely.

This joking idea was destined to fail.

Swish, swish, swish

The person who sent Chen Sheng the invitation was sitting in the widest place of sight. When he saw Chen Sheng, his eyes lit up. Many people noticed and looked at him searchingly. After receiving a positive reply.

grown ups!

A famous Dark Blade cultivator suddenly stood up, his head changed from arrogance to slightly lowered, like a row of pacesetters, waiting for the leader's review.

Fellow Daoist Kuang, you are so polite.

Chen Sheng expressed his gratitude to the people in front of him and thought to himself that Kuang Shucheng was very meticulous in his etiquette. He actually arranged for his subordinates to wait at the foot of the mountain early.

Sir, I am from the fifth team...

The man hesitated.

He had a lot to say, but before that, he had to clear up this misunderstanding and not let his good feelings go to the first team.

You... don't need to be polite, I can just walk up alone.

Chen Sheng nodded slightly and walked away with his hands behind his back. There were many Dark Blade cultivators in front of him. It was possible that another group would appear, but he didn't want to worry about it.

Master Chen is indeed as gentle as rumored...

He is not gentle towards prisoners and opponents...

Wouldn't it be more charming this way?

At the foot of the mountain, many dark blade monks looked at Chen Sheng's figure walking up the mountain, talking in low voices, and many of them praised him.

He is really gentle and has no airs. When you talk to him, you will always get gentleness and equal treatment, which is unforgettable.

…

Chen Sheng didn't know what people wanted. He walked up the mountain road and saw clearly the wind and clouds and the chirping of birds. Until the sight in front of him suddenly became broad, he climbed up and looked into the distance, overlooking the scene of the Immortal Sect.

He looked again and saw a jade table placed on a flat place on the top of the mountain. Four figures were sitting on the futon made of branches of spiritual trees, one of which was an acquaintance Yang Huayue.

The other three people he had met a few times. The thin old man headed by him was Kuang Shucheng, the one with a somewhat unruly face was Huang Sheng from the fifth team, and the one with deep sword marks on the back of his hand was He Chao from the seventh team.

Everyone, Chen is late, I'm really sorry.

In such a scene, Chen Sheng couldn't be restrained at all. He gave a long laugh and bowed his hands, his sleeves fluttering, looking indescribably relaxed.

No, we came early.

Huang Sheng of the fifth team showed obvious kindness instead of being unruly. However, Chen Sheng's ability had already been recognized by him.

I have long wanted to have a drink and talk with fellow Taoist Chen, but today I finally got my wish.

He Chao from the seventh team looked delighted. He stood up and pulled Chen Sheng over and sat next to him.

In an instant, Chen Sheng blended in, and nothing unpleasant happened.

It's only thanks to my blessing that you are so close to Fellow Daoist Chen.

The leader, Kuang Shucheng, smiled and joked that the ten teams of the Dark Blade are not necessarily made of iron. When encountering major events, it is natural for the warden to give orders.

On weekdays, the warden doesn't care. All of them are disobedient and take care of their own affairs and don't want others to interfere.

For example, at today's birthday banquet, the fifth, seventh, ninth, tenth, and his first team came, half of the top management of Dark Blade, which was already very good.

The rest of the people were either aloof or did not deal with them, so it was normal that they did not come.

Okay, I'll give you a generous birthday gift.

Yang Huayue and Chen Sheng knew each other best and didn't mind throwing some belongings to make this a good conversation.

Huang Sheng and He Chao had no objection. Coming today, Kuang Shucheng has been working in the Black Abyss Prison for many years. He has the means and prestige, and he plans to make friends. The birthday gift will be generous, and he can also see that he values ​​​​him.

Moreover, beside him was Chen Qingdi, who had risen rapidly in recent years, and was looking down on him for no reason.