Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

The tribulation energy has dissipated, and the sky is bright and clear.

On the mountain peak, three tall figures stood upright, their robes fluttering in the breeze, as if they were about to soar away, full of a carefree air.

Grandmaster, I have become a real person in Jindan.

Chang An tried his best to maintain a calm attitude, but after all, he couldn't hide the joy between his brows.

This is something to be happy about. Your father and grandfather's spirits in heaven will also be very happy.

Chen Sheng looked at the prosperous Chang An, and vaguely saw the figures of his old friends, but they had all passed away, and the final legacy and fruit of the Tao were fulfilled in future generations.

My lineage has been overly taken care of by the ancestors.

Mentioning the old relationship, Chang An was very grateful. His grandfather only kindly gave Chen Sheng a few words of advice when he was imprisoned in the Black Abyss Prison, but in exchange for his father's lifelong glory.

When he was young, he was even more fortunate to practice under the disciples of his ancestor. It was also at that time that he laid a solid foundation and paved the way for his future fame in the world.

The ancestor favors me and gives me a good fortune.

Zhou Xian felt deeply that it was not only Chang An's lineage, but also his lineage that had been blessed by Chen Sheng.

Who would have thought that the kindness of a little deacon could lead to the descendants of the family standing at the top of the border hundreds of years later.

I don't ask you to do anything, just guard the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, guard the tombs of your ancestors, and ensure that the deceased people are not disturbed.

Chen Sheng was very calm. He didn't look at Zhou Xian or Chang An, but looked at the outer door and the inner door. There were tombs there, and there were people he was familiar with lying there.

He wanted to protect those people when they were alive, and after death, he also wanted to make them peaceful and undisturbed by war.

Don't dare to forget the teachings of our ancestors.

Zhou Xian and Chang An bowed and saluted. Chen Sheng had such thoughts, so they naturally abided by it. In this life, they would never let a beacon light up in the hinterland of Guangxiu Xianzong Mountain Gate.

This was originally an extremely difficult thing to do. The existence of three Jindan masters in one sect was so brilliant that even the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect did not dare to break in.

…

Chang An, the elixir formation is successful!

On this day, six words and one sentence were spread from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, announcing it to the world. Immediately, the whole world was shaken and clamored.

No one could ignore the weight of this news. Countless cultivators looked up to it. Each and every member of the Immortal Sect felt a deep pressure.

There are three Jindan masters in one discipline, and Guangxiu is flourishing.

Everyone knows that the situation in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect at this time can be called a raging fire. Within a hundred years, two Jindan real people were born one after another. Together with the illustrious existence of Chen Sheng, it formed a terrible shock.

The situation is great. Needless to say, the four characters of Guangxiu Immortal Sect will mean that they cannot be provoked for a long time.

From now on, anyone who wants to take action against Guangxiu Immortal Sect must think twice.

These words were naturally addressed to the major Immortal Sects. In the era when Zhou Xian and Chang An had not formed pills, it was Chen Sheng who protected the Guangxiu Immortal Sect and shattered conspiracy after conspiracy.

He alone carried the banner of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, struggling to support it all alone.

Finally, after establishing an invincible power, he waited for the formation of pills from two younger generations. Since then, he has been freed from fatigue and can become the supreme and carefree ancestor of the sect.

Look at Mo Longyun, he also has the appearance of a golden elixir. What will happen in the future?

Someone mentioned Mo Longyun, who was also a genius with the appearance of a golden elixir. If it was him, in the end, as everyone expected, he successfully formed the elixir.

Then, the power of Guangxiu Immortal Sect will rise again and again, shining in all directions like the sun that never sets.

Trouble...

The reactions of all the major immortal sects were very unanimous, and they looked very frightened. Chen Sheng alone was already a big hidden danger.

The Guangxiu Immortal Sect successively obtained pills from Zhou Xian and Chang An, and even Mo Longyun rose up to catch up. Such a scene, not to mention the confusion of Dao Huang in the surrounding areas, made them extremely fearful.

If there hadn't been a battle between Chen Sheng and Dalong Mountain, they might have devised a plan that would lead to prosperity and decline.

However, with Chen Sheng's iron-blooded methods in front of them, they really didn't want to tease him at this time, so they decided to wait and beat this enemy before worrying about it.

…

Not long after Chen Sheng was happy, his mood turned to silence, sadness, and regret.

Yang Li passed away.

This once capable subordinate left, and passed away in the middle of the night, quietly. When he was found, he had a smile on his face, a perfect mood, and felt great at ease.

Naturally, he would not ignore it. With a movement of his body, he descended into the Black Abyss Prison, but he was not as casual as when he arrived last time, with a hint of seriousness and urgency.

senior.

Wangzhu and Cai Guling had been waiting for Chen Sheng to arrive.

The two of them knew this ancestor very well. He was a man who missed his old friendship very much. After Yang Li passed away, he would definitely come to visit.

I'm here to see him off for the last time.

Chen Sheng said.

Then, he saw a coffin in the deepest part of the Black Abyss Prison. It was a bit familiar, and it was clearly the same scene as the previous warden.

A low sigh sounded here, and he sat next to the coffin in silence for a while.

Seeing this, Wangzhu and Cai Guling sat beside Chen Sheng, one on the left and the other on the right, and stayed with him quietly.

Fellow Daoist Yang wants to be buried on a mountain peak not far from the Black Abyss Prison, together with all his colleagues.

After a while, Wangsuke broke the silence and told the funeral arrangements. They were very simple and everything followed the old routine.

The mountains near Tianque Peak are really good.

Chen Sheng nodded. He started this old tradition and buried his old friend there. Later, the monks from the Black Abyss Prison followed suit and gradually formed a tradition.

He also knew that Yang Huayue was also buried there, so he couldn't help but murmured: Brother Yang, I will also send your descendants away.

These words sounded a little funny, but he didn't mean to make fun of him at all. He was very serious and had a sense of tragedy and comedy.

Wangzhu, Cai Guling...

He then thought of Wang Xian and Cai Rong, the two old jailers, who had left their clan members under his care and everything went smoothly.

However, when he turned around to look, he saw that the two juniors he had grown up with already had white hair and stooped bodies.

Grandmaster, we are here.

Wangzhu and Cai Guling didn't know what kind of complicated emotions were contained in this murmur, so they thought it was a simple call and responded.

That's great……

This sound made Chen Sheng's depressed mood ease a lot. The two juniors are still here, so let's leave the matter to him tomorrow.

The candidate for the new warden has not been decided yet. It is said that he is worried about the seniors' ideas and needs to ask for permission.

Cai Guring knew that the people above him had concerns about the arrangements for the Black Abyss Prison. After all, the matter involved Chen Sheng. It looked simple, but he had to be cautious.

He didn't mind saying a few words, lest the order of the Black Abyss Prison be disturbed and create gaps.

Who are the candidates?

Chen Sheng said casually.

One is An Ruonan of the 10th team, one is the commander Kuang Yuhe, and the other is Yang San, a member of brother Yang Li's tribe.

Cai Guling explained everything one by one without explaining much, but he thought the patriarch would understand.

These three surnames are quite obvious.

Chen Sheng did understand that these three candidates all had backers and had many legacy.

He made it clear: But is it the real thing?

The background of the Black Abyss Prison is extremely profound. He will not sit back and watch a drunkard come to power and squander all his savings over the years.

They are all able to convince the public.

On this point, Cai Guring can guarantee that he has dealt with them before and they are all the best among the younger generation.

It's not easy to decide. Let the three of them fight. The winner is king.

Chen Sheng set a tone for this matter, not favoring it and letting the three of them decide on their own.

This is good, no one will complain.

Cai Guring also thought this was a good idea and joked: The bosses don't have to worry about it anymore.

In Guangxiu Immortal Sect, this senior has gradually become an insurmountable mountain. He protects everyone, and everyone should follow his will.

Fortunately, Chen Sheng didn't feel too lonely as he was accompanied by two juniors. After a while of chatting, three days passed.

Senior, the time has come. Are you ready to bury your uncle?

At this time, a young man stood next to Chen Sheng, his attitude was respectful, his head slightly lowered, but sometimes he inadvertently raised his eyes with a look of curiosity.

He is Yang San, the next warden. He has defeated two powerful enemies and won the crown a few days ago.

With the title of Warden, he had the opportunity to talk to Chen Sheng, and because of the death of his uncle Yang Li, he could stay aside.

Let's go.

Chen Sheng nodded, and Yang San picked up the coffin, and with a group of tribesmen, they spread out and flew towards the burial ground.

At the same time, white flags were erected, yellow paper was scattered, and faint music of silk and bamboo could be heard.

Although this funeral was a simple one, the Yang family was very attentive and gave the lord of prosperity of the family enough dignity.

The journey is short and arrives in an instant.

On this mountain, many people from the Black Abyss Prison were buried, ranging from ordinary Dark Blade monks to the warden.

It has been two or three hundred years since Chen Sheng took charge, and even the Foundation Establishment monks cannot endure it. It has been an extremely long time.

There are many tombstones, and these are real people who once existed.

Seeing this scene, the people who went up the mountain had ups and downs in their hearts, and some lamented that time is not forgiving, burying living people away one by one.

Old warden, Yang Huayue, Kuang Shucheng, He Chao, Zhao Da...

Chen Sheng felt deeper. The names engraved on the inscriptions in front of the tombs reminded him of their appearance. They had laughed at life together and shared their sorrows with each other, but now everything has become empty.

Yang Li!

He glanced at today's rightful owner. Yang Li's tomb has been prepared, and he will be silent with these deceased people.

When you look at it this way, you don't feel alone.

Cai Guring said.

He is not ignorant, he is also old. At this time, his words are calm and his mood can be said to be broad-minded.

Then let's bury us both here.

Wangsuke also felt that this place has beautiful scenery and is very popular. If he is buried here in the future, he will not feel lonely anymore.

When the time comes, I'll have to trouble my seniors.

Cai Guring nodded, but there must be someone between him and Wangzhu who couldn't be settled, so Chen Sheng had to do it.

This is their elder, nagging them is nothing.

You two are so open-minded.

Chen Sheng's mood made the two of them chatter for a while, but they actually calmed down a lot, and even expressed some admiration. In such a state of mind, looking at life and death indifferently, they have really cultivated their spiritual freedom.

The Yang family was a wealthy family and they handled funerals in an orderly manner. Yang Li was buried soon.

The tombstones and tombstones are solemn and upright.

Ancestor...

Yang San lit a hand of incense, separated out three sticks, and handed them to Chen Sheng, asking the senior to take the lead in warning.

Yang Li, let's go.

Chen Sheng took it and bowed before him. Since he was a deceased person in the grave, he could only accept his worship.

He is the oldest living person and has the highest realm. No one can have this qualification.

call……

As he placed the fragrance, the Yang family began to kowtow and offer incense one after another, with great respect and seriousness.

There was a touch of sadness lingering in the mountains, but there were no loud cries. In their view, the clan uncle had lived a distinguished life and died at the end of his life, so his journey to the world was worth it.

well……

Chen Sheng's mood was the most complicated. There was the death of Yang Li, but also on such a mountain, where he looked at familiar tombs. The silent memories were brought up again, involving life and death, and he couldn't help but feel sentimental.

Uuuuuuuuuuuuu

He played the suona, and his emotions were immersed in the sad sound. He played a piece of sad music like a mortal without using any magic power.

There are echoes in the mountains, like the mournful cries of mountain birds, and the sound of rushing water flowing in the east. Even the sound of the wind blowing the grass and trees, and the sound of gravel rolling down the stone cliffs has a certain sound. A special flavor.

Is this the legendary musical instrument?

Everyone in the mountain wanted to cry, and under the influence of the sound of the suona, they felt a sense of sadness from the bottom of their hearts.

Life and death, farewell, seem so close that everything becomes empty.

They have heard many rumors about this instrument. The ancestor played it for the death of an old friend, and it also had earth-shattering achievements. The three Jindan masters in Dalong Mountain were suspected of being affected by the magical music and died.

The rumors should be true.

Wangsuke and others saw that Chen Sheng had not used any magic power, but the ordinary sound alone had the power to shake the monk's soul. With Jindan Zhenren's practice to promote it, it seemed reasonable to kill someone of the same level.

…

Another ten years.

Chen Sheng climbed the mountain of death again.

Yes, he fulfilled his mission and built a tomb for this young man. What he said in the past can be said to have come true.

Next to Wangzhu is Cai Guring, who has been on the road to death for half a year.

It is worth mentioning that these two juniors are really open-minded. They laughed without fear when they died. Combined with their lives, they have the demeanor of ancient sages.

Despite this, Chen Sheng was still quite sentimental.

Two more old friends passed away.

In the entire Guangxiu Immortal Sect, there are only two and a half people left who can speak to him.

Of course, there is also good news. Mo Longyun's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. He defeated Jiang Xianqing in three battles and everyone in the world also recognized his golden elixir.

Also, Yaolu Dan Dao is the most popular place in the world. It has become a holy place and has great appeal.

Or, one of the elders conquered the secret realm, gained a great inheritance, and the foundation of the Immortal Sect became thicker.

The excitement belongs to others.

He didn't pay much attention to these things. He felt like he was sitting high in the clouds, overlooking the prosperous world, and felt that it was very cold above him.