Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

The deep and secluded residence in the deepest part of the Black Abyss Prison has been replaced, but the lingering power has not diminished and is still strong.

The more Yang Hua walked into this place, he was instantly attracted by a young figure. The man's eyes were very deep, and when he lowered his eyes, he seemed to be able to see through people's thoughts.

Meet the warden!

He lowered his head slightly. Today was different from the past. Chen Sheng rose from the rank of first-level jailer to the position of warden. His power grew increasingly powerful and awe-inspiring.

This advanced path seemed bizarre and difficult for him to copy and walk through again, but the other party managed to walk through it easily.

In private, there is no need to be so polite.

Chen Sheng shook his head and sat in the warden's seat. When he faced someone familiar with Dark Blade again, he didn't feel right. He felt a sense of awe and weakness.

He understood that it was the power of authority that frightened people's hearts. The warden of Black Abyss Prison was among the top officials of the Immortal Sect, which was indeed impressive.

Warden, you have a broad mind. I don't think I ever held a grudge against Chang Qi.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Yang Huayue's face. He was less reserved, but still unnatural. Fortunately, he knew Chen Sheng's intentions and was still open-minded. He took advantage of the situation to explore Chang Qi's tone.

He asked you to come.

Chen Sheng suddenly thought about the matter clearly and could understand Chang Qi's anxiety. After all, he had hindered his boss's advancement and failed.

Under the Black Abyss Prison under his command, Chang Qi, as a subordinate, was really in trouble.

This matter is not a secret, everyone knows it, and the warden mentioned it yesterday, saying that he should be beaten if necessary, so that he can clear his mind.

Everything comes from my heart, and the overall situation is mine.

As long as he deliberately embarrasses Chang Qi, it is normal for him to be demoted, and no one will find it strange.

Chang Qi, Ximen Qiao and Zhao Song are all very worried.

Yang Huayue did not deny that after Chang Qi's defeat, Chen Sheng came to power. As a subordinate who had disobedient, he was always uneasy and worried.

I am afraid that I will be liquidated one day, and when the day comes, it is still uncertain, which is even more painful.

Similarly, Ximen Qiao and Zhao Song were also uneasy.

The hidden worries of these two people come from the fact that they have never dealt with Chen Sheng. People like Yang Huayue and others have more or less had a relationship with Chen Sheng.

There are only three of them who seem to be a bit dissociated. As a leader, I hate this kind of people the most.

Have these three people done anything that goes against morality?

Chen Sheng said calmly.

Chang Qi is reckless, Ximen Qiao is alert, and Zhao Song is a bit ambitious, but these three people do things in the right way.

Yang Huayue shook his head. The three of them had different temperaments, but their personalities were unblemished despite their lifelong efforts to detain murderers and fight against the darkness of the world of immortality.

In this case, how could I attack three people for no reason? It would be too slight on me.

That's right.

Chen Sheng didn't care.

He saw the goodwill shown by Chang Qi, Ximen Qiao, and Zhao Song, but so what?

He has absolute self-confidence. In controlling the Black Abyss Prison, there is no need to balance things. The will of one person determines the will of everyone.

He treats his subordinates who have never made mistakes as equals and does not beat them or humiliate them. This is already sage enough.

Yes, these three bastards are bastards, but I think the warden will be very happy to hear that he will put aside his past grievances and will serve him with all his heart in the future.

Yang Huayue looked excited, happy for Chang Qi and the others, and realized that Chen Sheng had really not changed and was still upright and upright.

Whether as a friend or a leader, following such a person will make you feel at ease.

What else is there besides that?

Chen Sheng's eyes glanced, like lightning flashing, illuminating the empty room, and he seemed to be able to see the floating thoughts in people's hearts.

That Yanlou... we are not coveting it. No one will touch the Yanlou in Xingyouxianfang. But with this craftsmanship and prestige, it would be a waste if we don't open a few more elsewhere.

Yang Huayue hesitated for a moment or two, and finally spoke. The reputation of the Wild Goose Tower in Xingyouxianfang is getting bigger and bigger. The banquet of the Fungus God has attracted many high-ranking practitioners to taste it, and it is said that every day makes money.

Seeing that Ling Jian and Su Lin were receiving a steady stream of training resources, their colleagues at the same level were a little jealous.

Yeah.

Chen Sheng was noncommittal and his dull eyes fell on Yang Huayue, as if he wanted to see Dark Blade's attitude towards Yanlou through him.

Of course, everything starts with the warden's plan. After all, our vision is too shallow to see clearly.

Yang Huayue shrunk, and when Chen Sheng's eyes dropped, he felt that his thoughts had been read through. He couldn't help but regret that he had known better than to agree to everyone's request and let him bear this scrutiny alone.

I have other plans regarding Yanlou, so you don't have to worry about it. But if it comes to pass, you will not be short of cultivation resources.

Chen Sheng dismissed the thoughts of everyone in the Dark Blade. He was of great use to Yanlou, and he was determined to coordinate and handle the matter. He would radiate in all directions and build the intelligence network of the Black Abyss Prison, as well as the money bag.

As long as this is done, there will be no shortage of Dark Blade's training resources, and the Black Abyss Prison's voice and ability will also increase greatly.

Yes, I will pass this news on to all my colleagues.

Yang Huayue didn't know Chen Sheng's subsequent arrangements, but this incident was finally over, which made him relieved.

At this time.

In the Black Abyss Prison, a young slave came. His handsome face was a little panicked. After informing him of his origin, the journey was smooth and he came to where Chen Sheng was.

Senior, the old warden has passed away.

He was gasping for air, but he was extremely clever and grasped the key points at once and explained the matter clearly.

What!

For Chen Sheng, this was nothing less than a thunderbolt. His mind was shaken, and his gathered aura dispersed. A hazy connotation spread throughout the room, as if the real world had been peeled away, making people feel a touch of sadness. .

The warden is a gentle man, but he is fierce and powerful. It is safe for me to stick to my duty.

Yang Hua was more shocked by the news, but the sight of Chen Sheng exuding power also deeply shocked him.

He had never been able to see through Chen Sheng's path from jailer to warden, which was tepid but gave people a harmonious and natural feeling.

It seemed that he was supposed to be in that position. Even if he didn't fight, they would have to give way. It was extremely unpredictable.

When did it happen?

Chen Sheng put all his thoughts on the warden and asked the young slave for more information.

Today at noon, dark clouds covered the sun, and at the same time the warden passed away.

The young slave told the matter slowly and clearly. When he woke up this morning, he found that the warden was a little busy. He sorted out the old things and put them aside. He also wrote some words, but he didn't know what they were for.

Perhaps he felt a little sleepy. The warden sat and squinted his eyes. It was at this moment that his breath suddenly died and he passed away.

well……

Chen Sheng sighed. The warden must have expected something. Perhaps he sensed it yesterday and summoned him. Those words were clearly the ardent expectation and concern of an old man.

He gathered his thoughts, looked at Yang Huayue, and said, Please spread the news so that they can prepare, and then everyone will give the warden a ride together.

As far as he knew, the warden was alone and had no heirs, so they had to arrange the funeral arrangements.

yes.

Yang Huayue left in a hurry.

…

This way.

Chen Sheng released a ray of magic power, rolled up the young slave, and instantly left the Black Abyss Prison, crossed the long sky, and arrived at the mountain palace where the warden Rongyang lived.

In the palace, the warden's body was already cold and his breath was gone. It was indeed the end of the day.

Beside him, there were some old things, a black sword, an inherited jade slip, and a storage bag.

The other objects were in a silent state. Chen Sheng noticed that the black sword emitted black light, protecting the void around the warden.

There are magic weapons lingering around the old warden, as if he is on guard and waiting.

The young slave whispered.

Buzz...

Chen Sheng walked over, and the black sword rushed forward, but it sensed the right aura and circled around him twice. The brilliance gradually dissipated and lay on the ground like a stone ruler.

Leave it for me.

Chen Sheng whispered, and saw the white paper on the ground with words written on it. He took it over and looked at it, and found that his guess was correct.

Qing Emperor, I'm gone. I have no regrets in this life, and you don't need to be too sad.

Some foreign things, whether I bring them with me in life or take them with me in death, I will give them to you.

In two short sentences, these were the warden's last words.

He walked freely and leisurely, taking his time, arranging everything, and leaving peacefully.

I'm here to see you off on this last journey.

Chen Sheng was silent for a long time, still a little uncomfortable, but he could only slowly collect his thoughts and focus more on the present.

By the time Yang Huayue and others arrived, Chen Sheng had almost settled here. The palace was surrounded by white silk, solemn and solemn. There was a coffin made of century-old wood in the hall, and the warden lay in it, lifeless.

Warden, whatever else needs to be done, I can help.

Chang Qi learned from Yang Huayue that Chen Sheng had never had a grudge, and he put down the stone in his heart. He also knew that this was a rare leader who would have a great future following him, so he changed his shyness in the past and Became extremely attentive.

Stay here for these three days and guard the warden.

Although Chen Sheng could handle everything, the presence of everyone would not make the mourning hall seem deserted, and manpower would be needed for the subsequent lifting of the coffin and burial.

yes.

Everyone did not shirk, and walked around, finding that there was nothing to do, so they rested beside the coffin, lit some bonfires, looked at the stars, and spent the long night.

Our new warden has an excellent character and is admirable.

During the quiet time, the ten people also communicated. Chen Sheng is now prominent, but he has no airs. He arranges the funeral for the old warden, which really shows that he has an upright mind.

Anyway, I'm convinced.

Chang Qi got over the knot in his heart and became loyal to Chen Sheng, almost as much as Zhao Da.

This person is a die-hard supporter of the warden. Because of Chen Sheng's promotion, he has also been promoted and is now the captain of the 10th team.

Brother Yang, will Yanlou really escape from our control?

Su Lin and Ling Jian were very concerned about the affairs of Yanlou. Also, with such a golden rooster, which could continuously produce resources, anyone would donate it.

Thinking that Yang Huayue had said that the warden had other plans for Yanlou, the two of them became anxious.

Ask where the warden is.

Yang Huayue was a little annoyed. He was asked several times a day, and his eyes indicated that that was where Chen Sheng was.

How can I have the courage?

Su Lin and Ling Jian sighed. Chen Sheng was in the worst mood at this time. If they rushed over, they would be in trouble.

Moreover, when it comes to the struggle for interests, it is the most fierce, and I am a little afraid that if I press the question, I will be demoted directly.

Then shut up.

Yang Huayue curled his lips and said.

He was already having a headache. After his mind calmed down, he began to regret it and decided not to get involved in sharp topics in the future.

…

Three days later.

The coffin was lifted up in the palace, and everyone followed.

Chen Sheng arranged the hiding place on the mountain peak where Dafu is located. The tombstones of the two old friends are there. Looking at each other from a distance, it should not be too lonely.

After everyone settled down, Chen Sheng made arrangements. Some people dug soil, some made monuments, some set up white flags, and some scattered yellow paper.

After a while, new graves were piled up on the lonely mountain peak. The autumn wind blew through the tombstones, like the whispers of the dead souls, with a long aftertaste.

I feel like the warden knows a lot about funeral etiquette.

Kuang Shucheng was more than two hundred years old and had participated in many funerals, large and small, but if he was asked to preside over them, he might not be able to do it as neatly as Chen Sheng.

The warden has done it before.

Zhao Da had followed Chen Sheng and knew that this man had collected many miscellaneous books and had personally helped Dafu build a coffin and made a grave. Everything was traceable.

We work hard, and maybe we will be treated like this after we die.

Huang Sheng lived a lonely life, which was similar to the situation of the old warden and Dafu. He didn't feel much about it at first, but when he suddenly thought about it, he couldn't help but laugh.

Why do I think something is going on?

Zhao Da and others fell into deep thought. They eliminated all connections and looked at it with a fair attitude. After death, it was a rare affirmation for a high-ranking member of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect to personally preside over the funeral.

Come and burn some incense.

Chen Sheng didn't know what everyone was muttering, otherwise his expression would be very complicated. At this time, he stood in front of the warden's grave, wallowing in sadness.

Yang Huayue and others stepped forward one by one. The loess in front of the tomb, the incense candles shone like stars, and wisps of smoke rose up.

More than ten years have gone by in a flash.

Chen Sheng looked at the new tomb. The hazy smoke was floating, and the figure of the warden seemed to emerge, but he was lying sideways and made no sound.

And how long ago it seemed that there was a sound at that time, but in fact it was not that long ago.

When he was the captain of the Dark Blade, he was still unfamiliar with them and had never met each other. It was after the Rooster Case that the two came into contact, and they felt sad that they had met each other so late.

Rapid, short, passionate, and momentarily cold.

In this way, it was a bit rushed, mostly with a feeling of regret.

Woooooooo...

On the barren mountain, the sound of suona sounded.

Chen Sheng stood on the top of the mountain, with a deep black robe and a lingering depth in his eyes. The wind blew away and touched the sky. The sky was filled with clouds, the sky was dim, and everything was eclipsed.

When the music reaches a high pitch, the mountains and valleys seem to collapse, and Baishou roars, extremely shrill and shrill.

This sound...

Yang Huayue looked at his arms, his hair stood up, his heart seemed to be blocked, he was so depressed that he wanted to cry loudly.

The suona sound, filled with sadness, has drifted out of the material world and rushed into the spiritual world.

Daoyin?

Everyone looked at each other, shocked, and they were sure that it was an ordinary song of sorrow and music, nothing magical, but at this time it really shook their hearts.

It can only be said that Chen Sheng has reached a profound level on this path, and can make all things in the world feel sad with him.

Warden, let's go.

Chen Sheng was immersed in sadness. After the song was played, his eyes returned to tranquility. He bowed his hands to the new grave and said goodbye. He was free and easy, but also had a lot of helplessness.