Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

The walls were smooth and had a metallic sheen. In the middle of the room, there was an alchemy furnace that was 10 feet high. There was no decoration at all.

This is Xi Fu's alchemy room, which is sturdy and fireproof. When it is not in use, Chen Sheng will run in here to practice the eight methods of fire control.

call……

He concentrated and breathed, and the magic power in his Dantian gathered in his palm along his meridians, burning into fire, like a piece of soft soil, being squeezed into an erupting volcano.

However, this volcano looks a bit ugly. The mountains, veins, and magma sparks all have the smell of a poor painter's pen and ink, and there is no sense of beauty at all.

Beauty is an extension of Tao. Being so ugly is obviously unqualified.

Chen Sheng balled up his hands, and the gushing volcano shape dissipated in an instant. He rubbed his numb temples.

Even though the Eight Methods of Fire Control were very rough, he actually put most of his energy into it.

Not urgent.

Time is mine. If you can't do it right now, just do it well. There will always be something good.

This is Chen Sheng’s philosophy.

The Eight Methods of Fire Control are not simple, they are the polishing of mental power and magic power. It shows the ultimate in kung fu.

Xi Fu walked in and was very pleased to see Chen Sheng practicing hard. However, the Eight Methods of Controlling Fire were too profound and detailed to be difficult to practice, so practitioners had to pass the mental state.

In this aspect, Chen Sheng undoubtedly passed the test.

You have to work hard, take your time.

Chen Sheng said with deep understanding.

For him, the eight methods of controlling fire can only be polished slowly. A good talent is like a sharp carving knife, which can be carved quickly, and vice versa.

That's the truth.

Xi Fu nodded and said: It just so happens that Chenguang Palace has a batch of spiritual herbs that were not delivered on time. You go and have a look.

The alchemists of Yaolu have a fixed amount of alchemy every quarter, and Yaolu is responsible for the required spiritual herbs.

A month ago, he had ordered the Ninghua Beiyuan produced by Lingcao to be prepared, but as of today, it still has not been delivered.

Okay, Ninghua Beiyuan.

This was the responsibility of the Yaolu deacon, and Chen Sheng agreed without saying a word.

Guangxiu Immortal Sect is very large, but it is impossible for all spiritual grass planting to be divided into the mountains. Some spiritual grasses are planted outside the sect and are taken care of by the people below.

Ninghua Beiyuan is fifty miles away from Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

It is built on the mountain and surrounded by streams.

There are many palaces with spiritual herbs planted there.

It's like a fairyland falling on earth.

There are relatively few immortal cultivators in Ninghua Beiyuan, and most of them are mortals who water and turn the soil.

clatter……

Chen Sheng rode the fairy sect's demon horse and came all the way. The distance of fifty miles was so fast that it almost arrived in an instant.

The steward of Ninghua Beiyuan, named Li, was already waiting at the door. When he saw Chen Sheng's arrival, he was very respectful.

I've met the deacon.

Deacon Li did not dare to neglect the people in Yaolu, and the changes in the garden also made him uneasy, for fear of being convicted and losing his life.

After all, this matter is not small.

Why wasn't the spiritual herb that Master Xi needed delivered?

Chen Sheng stood up and dismounted, his attitude was very peaceful.

His character is such that no matter whether he is facing an immortal or a mortal, his state of mind will not change. He believes that there is no high or low in life.

Master Deacon, something is wrong.

Realizing that Chen Sheng was a kind person, Deacon Li felt a little relieved.

At this time, he was not doing things well and was caught. No matter how you say it, he is guilty. Meeting a violent person and losing his life can only be regarded as bad luck.

What's up?

Chen Sheng had already predicted that Yaolu's spiritual herbs could not be relied on, and the stewards of Ninghua Beiyuan would not dare to neglect them unless they went crazy.

Such a delay can only indicate a problem.

A monster ran into the garden and destroyed all the spiritual herbs.

Speaking of this, Manager Li's heart was bleeding. He worked carefully and did not dare to slack off at all when taking care of the spiritual grass. He worked hard.

Seeing that it was time to harvest, when he woke up, the medicine garden exploded, and he even felt like dying.

Go to the medicine garden.

Chen Sheng said calmly.

With a sad face, Manager Li took Chen Sheng to the medicine garden. The place was in a mess. The once lush spiritual grass had turned into chicken feathers. They were either broken or bitten off in half, but most of them were missing. .

There are still many potholes in the ground, which are deep and complex, like tunnels connected one after another.

It can be seen that it was dug out by a monster, and traces of claws can be seen on the edges.

Where's the monster?

Chen Sheng's first impression was that it was very quiet here, so quiet that it was dilapidated.

Gone.

Manager Li shook his head. At the beginning, the monster was still there and he saw it. He wanted to kill the thief, but he was hidden underground. Several attempts were in vain.

The mid-level first-order monster, a bloodthirsty beast, has disappeared.

Chen Sheng released his spiritual power and probed into the thief's cave. He didn't see any monsters inside, and it was empty inside.

He was somewhat familiar with the aura of the monster. It was a bloodthirsty rat. He had killed one in the Tieyun Ridge of Chen State, so he remembered it.

The level, mid-level one, is divided according to the cultivation level of the immortal cultivator, and is the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining.

Do you think the thieves in Ninghua Beiyuan are monsters?

He felt something was wrong. After the bloodthirsty rat ate the spiritual grass, it didn't leave until someone in the garden saw it.

It seemed like it was intentional, leading others to think about the spiritual grass being stolen by monsters.

Master Deacon, even if you give us a hundred tiger galls, we won't dare to do anything to bully our superiors and flatter our subordinates.

Just these words made Deacon Li kneel down in fright. He must not do things like guarding and stealing. If the Immortal Sect discovers it, not only himself, but also the family and relatives behind him will die.

I mean, someone is controlling the monster behind the scenes.

Chen Sheng deduced.

This..., the old man's magic power is low, I don't know.

Manager Li shook his head blankly, his mouth full of bitterness. His cultivation was low, he was only at the third level of Qi Refining, and his ability to grow spiritual herbs was top-notch, so he was appointed to manage Ninghua Beiyuan.

This was the medicine garden of Guangxiu Immortal Sect. There had never been any problems before, but when something happened suddenly, he was stunned.

Chen Sheng dared to say this, so he naturally discovered something. He swallowed all the spiritual herbs in the medicinal garden. This was not something that a first-level monster could digest.

So……

The spiritual grass was not eaten, was it destroyed?

There must be traces of the existence of things, and the destroyed spiritual grass will also leave some residue. But obviously, there is no spiritual grass residue in the medicine garden.

After inferring one link after another, when the chain of evidence cannot be reasonably closed, the truth is wrong.

He stopped questioning Manager Li. The old man was completely confused now.

Relying on his cultivation at the seventh level of Qi Refining, he traced the traces of the bloodthirsty rat and headed towards the outside of Ninghua Beiyuan.

He couldn't just leave without knowing where his responsibilities lay.