Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

Okay, but...

The warden nodded and shook his head again. It was not a big deal to leave a message or a name. He had only a few years to live. He had no worries and could do things more casually.

If the warden can leave the ink pen, any requirements he may have will be met.

Su Lin was happy in his heart. The word Yanlou, written by the warden, represented to a certain extent the protection of the entire Black Abyss Prison, which was far more powerful than his power.

No matter what, he will work hard to meet the warden's request and get the calligraphy treasure.

You don't need to.

The warden didn't look at Su Lin, or maybe it was a joke between him and Chen Sheng, and said, You and I each say one word, okay?

He has a profound state of mind and acts spontaneously. He does what he feels is appropriate and does not care about what others think.

good.

Chen Sheng saw it, and Su Lin was winking at him crazily. He looked at the warden again, he was very interested and did not refuse.

The plaque is coming.

Ling Jian personally brought over a new plaque, as well as a set of pen and ink. They were all of the best quality, with aura that could carry the monk's spirit.

Shua

The warden is a straightforward person. Once he has made a decision, he will not shirk the blame as soon as he writes.

He stood in front of the writing desk, holding a pen in his hand and writing the word 雁, stroke by stroke, with an upright attitude.

One word, three points into the wood. It was clear that there was not much force on the wrist, but the bookcase felt like it could not bear it, and a slight dent appeared on the floor.

Good words.

Su Lin was extremely happy, staring at the word Yan, his eyes shining. If he hadn't thought that it was written for Yan Lou, he would have treasured it.

It's really good. It's like Yanshan Zhenkong. The stronger the spirit, the more the monks can feel it.

Chen Sheng sighed in admiration. The high-level monks looked at the spirit. The word Goose on the plaque imprinted the spirit of the warden. It had the image of a majestic mountain. If a mortal held it and entered the cave of demons, he would be able to suppress it directly. , possessing extraordinary power.

As long as you think it's okay.

When the warden saw that everyone was the same, Chen Sheng was satisfied, so he couldn't help but put down his brush and gave up his position at the top of the desk.

Brother Chen, it's your turn.

Su Lin was very discerning and knew that the warden was giving up his position. He invited Chen Sheng over, as if he was riding in front and behind the horse.

Shua

Chen Sheng did not refuse. He stood in front of the desk and splashed ink without any pause. However, it took a lot of time to write the word lou.

Good words.

After finishing it in one go, Ling Jian went to look and admired slightly. Chen Sheng's handwriting was elegant and lively, like a cloud of smoke. But in terms of spirit, it was far behind the warden after all, and there was no sense of majesty and grandeur at first glance.

Su Lin felt a little regretful. Chen Sheng's writing was very good, but it lacked the vigor of the warden and lacked half of its invincible power.

There are thousands of layers of mist, like a fairy in the mountains, hard to see through.

The warden looked at it for the longest time and saw something that Su Lin and others could not see. He felt that there was a heavenly palace hidden in that word, which was majestic and sacred and could not be touched.

The word Goose Tower on the new plaque is just right, like the sun and the moon. Placing it at the gate is enough to deter external evil spirits.

It's serious...

Chen Sheng said humbly.

Su Lin and Ling Jian agreed that Chen Sheng's calligraphy was not bad, but his spirit was still far behind the warden's.

The warden didn't argue. As long as Su Lin and the two of them were interested, they would know the depth of it with their spiritual thoughts, but he would not mention it anymore.

Get out of the way...

There was a commotion in the Yan Tower. Shopkeeper Long directed his distant nephew and a few servants to carry the new plaque together and cautiously walked towards the door.

What is this for?

This scene attracted everyone to watch, but many people couldn't see Mingtang. After a few glances, they stopped watching.

New plaque? Was it written by a big shot inside?

The owner of Xingyoufang prides himself on being a big shot, and there are many sycophants around him. Based on the two people who were welcomed in by Shopkeeper Long, he roughly knows the ins and outs.

With a gloomy look on his face, he looked at the newly hung plaque outside the door and said, Steward Deng, I think this matter can be settled.

Being able to be treated seriously by Yanlou proves that he is a big shot recognized by Yanlou. He wants to get clues from the plaque and weigh Yanlou's background.

Sir, please.

Steward Deng had served Master Xingyoufang for many years and had a tacit understanding. With a wave of his hand, he had given everything to him.

The two of them, one behind the other, stood at the gate of Yanlou. After just one glance, Manager Deng shut up and did not speak.

The master of Xingyoufang stared at the two words, read them over and over again, and finally sighed: It has a great background.

The word 雁, stroke by stroke, is like a majestic mountain. The higher the cultivation level, the more you can feel that there is a huge mountain standing above your head, which cannot be shaken.

Master, I can feel the first word is extraordinary, but the second one... doesn't seem to be surprising.

Manager Deng no longer remained silent, but appropriately raised doubts and highlighted the insights of the leader of Xingyoufang.

Of course, he was indeed curious. The two characters Yanlou, one in front of the other, had very different backgrounds.

One has spirit and the other has only form. Only a mortal scholar would find it good.

Don't worry, I'll take a look again.

The leader of Xingyoufang shook his head, stared at the words behind Yanlou, and stopped talking.

Manager Deng, who knew the owner of Xingyoufang, knew it. The master didn't see anything, but he felt something was wrong and checked hard.

Let me use my spiritual mind to pry into the reality.

Under the naked eye, the master of Xingyoufang really couldn't see any clues, but he felt that the word lou shouldn't be so ordinary, so he felt out a spiritual thought and touched it.

boom

In an instant, the word 雁楼 was like a mountain, unshakable, but the word Lou gave birth to traces of smoke, like the true sun visible when the clouds cleared and the mist dispersed. The old vitality hidden in the mist was finally revealed. .

The spiritual thoughts of the leader of Xingyoufang were directly suppressed, and there was an unexplored divine power that traced back to the source.

Uh-huh...

His body was shaken and he almost fell down. There was blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, and his throat was fishy and sweet. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries.

Master, are you okay?

Manager Deng hurriedly supported him, and the two of them moved back to the desk.

Behind Yanlou, there are two men with extraordinary skills.

The leader of Xingyoufang was sitting on pins and needles, his soul was hurt by the plaque, and his mood was even more messy. When he learned that the big shot behind Yanlou had truly extraordinary methods, he felt bad all over.

He wanted to pretend to be an ostrich and go back, pretending that he had never been here, so no one would know his embarrassment, but shopkeeper Long had already informed him that the people behind Yanlou would come over to say hello, so he could not leave.

Regardless of whether the person cares about it or not, he must pay attention to it, otherwise a fatal disaster could happen at any time.

The Master of Xingyoufang is still waiting, why don't we go and meet him.

Fortunately, Su Lin did not forget the leader of Xingyoufang. Yanlou was working on his territory after all, so in order to avoid trouble, he still had to meet him.

Meet him once and then leave.

Chen Sheng said bluntly.

then.

A group of people walked out of the box. They were all wearing black robes and had extraordinary bearings, making it difficult for them to be ignored.

Master, here we come.

Manager Deng had sharp eyes. When he saw it, he reminded Xingyoufang Master in a low voice, and then stood back, not daring to express his anger.

He sensed that these people were all extraordinary. They were meditating and watching across the void, as if they were facing an abyss, unfathomable.

I've met a few adults!

The master of Xingyoufang is not at a low level, and he can tell that Su Lin and Ling Jian are better than him in cultivation.

If these two people can help him stabilize his mood and prevent him from losing his composure, Chen Sheng and the warden really make him feel unfathomable.

There are two qi machines, one is cold and hard, like a mountain, which can hold up the sky and hold down the earth. The other is calm, like smoke rising from the surface of a lake, and a bit ethereal.

Suddenly, he thought of the two characters on the newly hung plaque in Yanlou. They were indeed like the characters and could not be touched.

You have made several appointments, but what do you want to say?

Su Lin came here to ask the master of Xingyoufang to take care of Yanlou, but there was no hint of request in his words, but he was sonorous and powerful, full of confidence.

When I saw the aura of Yanlou soaring into the sky, I knew that a sage was coming, so I kept asking to see him, hoping to get some luck.

Speaking of old things, the owner of Xingyoufang did not deny it, but the reason was not greed for money and jealousy, but a visit.

He knew that no one believed this statement, and the people in Yanlou also knew that he was testing him with malicious intentions before, but he had to say this, at least there was still a way to survive.

Speaking of other things, he was afraid that the two masters next to him would suddenly come and kill him.

Master Xingyubo is a character.

Su Lin secretly admired that the master of Xingyoufang could start from scratch and build the foundation of Xingyoufang City. It was really not an accident. He had a thick face and a dark heart, and his ability to adapt to the wind was very impressive.

Where did this injury come from?

Ling Jian focused her attention on the owner of Xingyoufang, saw the injury, and said, Could it be that you peeked at the plaque?

If explained in this way, then it can be said that the celebrity tour boss met them with a submissive look.

I collided with the master, and I deserved it.

The leader of Xingyoufang smiled bitterly, feeling that he was asking for trouble. Yanlou didn't say anything, so he came up to him with a furious face and was beaten.

The meaning on the plaque was the same. If you didn't believe in evil, you had to peep. After seeing the true meaning, part of your spiritual mind was directly cut off, which was extremely unlucky.

He glanced at Chen Sheng, and it was this anger that hurt him. Among the few people, this one was definitely the one who hid it the most.

this……

Su Lin and Ling Jian were shocked when they saw the small movements of the Xingyoufang Master. The Xingyoufang Master's injuries did not come from the warden, but were injured by Chen Sheng's anger.

The two of them misjudged the Yanlou plaque. As the warden said, it contained a secret.

Chen Sheng's methods are so unpredictable.

They looked at each other and prepared to ask Chen Sheng to exchange more greetings, at least to bring them closer to each other.

Okay, please take care of the matter with Yanlou, Master Xingyoufang.

But Chen Sheng didn't want to stay in Yanlou anymore. Everything was done and it was time to go back.

He bowed his hands to everyone, said goodbye to the leader of Xingyoufang, and then floated away.

Senior, I will do my best to take care of Yanlou.

Behind him, the leader of Xingyoufang was very moved. With this sentence, he no longer had to worry about being settled by Qiu Hou, or being shot to death on the spot.

…

In the silent prison, the passage of time and light and shadow is hidden in the darkness, and the rush is imperceptible.

It has been ninety-six years since Chen Sheng came here. Even though most of the prisoners are Foundation Establishment monks, there has been a change and there are many new faces.

The remaining old people are all a bit older, like rotten wood, getting worse bit by bit.

In the past ten years, Cai Rong and Wang Xian have also seen aging. The former is older and has changed from twilight to old age, and the fire of life is no longer strong.

Fortunately, the two of them were quite optimistic, had no regrets, had no physical problems, and enjoyed themselves all day long.

Outside Jia 11, in the Black Abyss Prison, Su Lin and Ling Jian, whom Chen Sheng was familiar with, hatched Yanlou into a golden rooster, which made several Dark Blade captains envious.

Yang Huayue and other acquaintances are getting deeper and deeper in cultivation. Because of Yang Li and Kuang Mengting under his command, he is very close to the first team and the ninth team.

Of course, the rest of the Dark Blade team is also on good terms with each other. They usually go there and dispatch their own hands without any nonsense.

He valued the two people the most. One was Chen Lian, who was far away in the mortal world. As he got older and his body passed away, he was always worried that if nothing happened, he would say a few words on the Chen sign.

The other person often thinks about it, but there is no need to worry. The authority of the Iron Punishment Director is strong and domineering, and he will not be bullied.

Prison leader, why are you so quiet? You should be canvassing for votes.

In Area A 11, a figure walked up. He was no longer active and became calm. In his later years, Wang Xian was not just wandering around in the prison, but more about sorting out the information accumulated over the years, as if writing a biography, and recording it. Some people and things.

Of course, he didn't close his eyes and ears. For example, as was the case in the past few days, the warden asked everyone to select a successor.

Yes.

The warden is leaving.

He wants to select a suitable one among the ten Dark Blade captains to succeed him to the high position.

Warden, did you feel something?

This was something Chen Sheng deliberately did not think about. Neither his successor nor the warden wanted it to happen.

That means that the warden is already old, so old that he feels that he cannot control the Black Abyss Prison, and he can only let the next generation take over the burden.

He was tangled in his heart. An old man who had known him for ten years and had a similar temperament actually had a short life span.

You are the pride of our jailers. If you succeed, you will be praised in the Black Abyss Prison for thousands of years.

Wang Xian was very concerned about this matter. He watched Chen Sheng walk step by step, from the jailer to the captain of the dark blade. As long as he took one step higher, he would be the warden.

With this position, looking at the entire Guangxiu Immortal Sect, he can be regarded as a big shot.

You can't ask for it, and you can't fight for it. The warden may already have a candidate in mind.

Chen Sheng's expression was dull and he didn't have much obsession with the high position of the Immortal Sect. He was once a person in that position and had seen many monks of the same level pass away and not live forever. After all, it was an illusion.

Also, he could guess a bit of the warden's thoughts, or the warden didn't hide it at all, almost making it clear.

Could it be you?

Wang Xian knew that Chen Sheng and the warden were very close, so close that even the Dark Blade cultivators would envy them.

Maybe.

Chen Sheng is not sure of his death, but he has an intuition that it should be like this.

I knew you were great.

Hearing this, Wang Xian's eyes flashed brightly, which overlapped with the one in Chen Sheng's memory, but that face had changed from a young boy to an old man.

Wang Xian, is there anything you want to accomplish but can't do?

He said leisurely.

The lofty authority that others admire, in his opinion, is meaningful only if it can make his old friends happy.