Since Shen Laona withdrew, Chen Sheng walked in the medicine house, relaxed, there are not too many rules here, as Mo Dahai said, it is really quite leisurely.

It's just that his colleagues, as well as some young alchemy apprentices, looked at him with a strange look.

"I don't have any anecdotes."

Chen Sheng muttered in his heart, his reputation is extremely good, and the people he has come into contact with can get along except for opponents.

But apparently, there was something about it that involved him, but he didn't know it.

"Deacon Chen, it's better not to go in and out of the medicine house alone."

Chen Sheng heard the sound and turned his head to see that it was an old man, wearing a plain robe, with a soft face and a kind look in his eyes.

He also said softly with kindness: "What do you call this old man?" ”

In the medicine house, he is unfamiliar with the place, and he lacks such a guide.

As for the way he gets along with this kind of old man, he has been able to grasp the good measure, and getting along well with the two pension deacons is the best proof.

"Sifford."

The old man reported to himself, he was the alchemist of the Dust Light Palace, and the Dust Light Hall was under the jurisdiction of Chen Shenglai.

The two of them, in a way, are in a group.

"Master Xi Dan, you can be more detailed."

Chen Sheng then asked about Xi Fu's reminder just now, but after thinking about it, he didn't find any dangerous hidden dangers in the outer door.

"The position of the deacon of the medicine house, if you step on someone else, people will find you trouble."

Xi Fu led the way, led Chen Sheng to the Dust Light Palace, and told Luo Jiaoyuan about it, as well as Jia Ping, the elder of the outer gate behind him.

Jia Ping is a person, it is still possible, and there will be no difficulties.

Na Luo Jiaoyuan, who is himself an arrogant and arrogant person, has now been lost a big face, and he will definitely not give up.

"What is this called, and I blame him for his poor ability."

Chen Sheng won't carry this pot.

Luo Jiaoyuan is so gentleman, and he is also worthy of touching him, he really met him, an immortal cultivator of the sixth layer of qi refining, he cut it according to it.

"People who are not in the medicine house are not allowed to enter and leave the medicine house, this is an iron law, just remember it."

Xi Fu led Chen Sheng into the Dust Light Palace, found a deacon room to settle in, and went back to his alchemy room.

There are grievances and grievances in this, he doesn't want to mix them, with that kung fu, it's not good to refine one more furnace of pills.

Chen Sheng also went to ignore Luo Jiaoyuan's affairs for the time being, he walked around the Dust Light Palace, and his first feeling was that it was deserted, and there were very few personnel.

The basic transfer was Xi Fu's order, and the servants outside brought things or materials, and then hurriedly retreated.

His duty is to maintain the purity of the Dust Light Palace, and in some matters, Xi Futeng has to come forward to negotiate if he doesn't make a move.

"It's good to be quiet like this, just ......"

Chen Sheng was very satisfied with just such a place, staying quietly, refining qi slowly, learning some useful knowledge, and waiting for one day in the future to amaze the world.

However, this is to solve the trouble of Luo Jiaoyuan, so as not to always feel that something is occupied in his heart.

Luo Jiaoyuan is also an idea.

Evening.

The news that Luo Jiaoyuan was guarding not far from the medicine house spread quickly, and many people who knew the reason for it finally came.

The Dust Light Hall has silently become the focus.

What will that young deacon do?

"Just in time."

A smile appeared on Chen Sheng's face, and after solving this trouble, he would be able to stay quietly in the medicine house in the future.

……

Outside the medicine house.

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

Luo Jiaoyuan's heart was very anxious, if he didn't take into account that this was a medicine house, he would have planned to rush in.

I waited for almost a quarter of an hour.

Someone came out of the medicine house, it was a young man, he was slender, with a faint smile on his face, his steps were steady, and he couldn't see any emotion.

The guy who grabbed my place.

At a glance, he recognized Chen Sheng, his eyes spewing firelight, vicious, like a violent mandrill.

"That's brave."

Chen Sheng also recognized Luo Jiaoyuan, in the entire Guangxiu Immortal Sect, there was only one person who could hate him like this.

He didn't know what kind of honor guard could make an immortal cultivator of the sixth layer of qi refining single-handedly rush over to seek revenge on an immortal cultivator of the seventh layer of qi refining.

Do you really think that the uncle of an outer gate elder can withstand all the wind and rain?

"How does it feel to be a deacon in the medicine house?"

Luo Jiaoyuan gritted his teeth, looked at Chen Sheng, came out of the medicine house, and walked in front of him, with an indescribable bearing all over his body.

It was Chen Sheng's own calmness, but he thought that it was because of the identity of the deacon of the medicine house, so he became more and more angry.

"Good."

Chen Sheng is a sincere person and answers truthfully.

The medicine house is very good, and it is excellent to be able to talk to the alchemist at leisure.

"That should have been mine, bastard."

Luo Jiao was so angry that his face turned red, and the mana in his body rioted, condensed on the flying sword, and stabbed out with a thought.

"Whoosh!"

The flying sword broke through the air, and it was extremely powerful.

This should be the magic weapon that Jia Ping bothered to find for Luo Jiaoyuan, the grade is extremely high, and it is the best of the first-order magic weapons.

However, in Luo Jiaoyuan's hands, it was really a waste.

As soon as Chen Sheng's mind moved, the tortoiseshell magic weapon given by Fuyunzi blocked in front of him, firmly locking Luo Jiaoyuan's flying sword.

Immediately, he looked at Luo Jiaoyuan and said, "I don't know the severity, I am arrogant, I should fight." ”

This flying sword, against the same level or low-level immortal cultivators, has a great grasp of success, Luo Jiaoyuan has no serious shot, it is very dangerous.

He used his light and shadow escape method to come to the other party, and punched out, which was a lesson.

"Poof......

Luo Jiaoyuan's body was wounded, several bones were broken, and blood gushed out of his mouth, but he couldn't tell the situation.

"How dare you do this to me."

He is really a willful person, trying his best to squeeze his own potential, even if the mana rushes and the muscles and veins are broken, he will not give up.

Like a grumpy humanoid demon beast, squandering his strength, it seems that his power is not small, but it is too scattered.

"Qiang"

Chen Sheng used an iron sword to defuse Luo Jiaoyuan's attack with ease, as if he was a master who was good at solving the cow, and little by little, he consumed the opponent's strength.

Then, take it.

The whole battle can't be called a battle, it's a lesson that is more appropriate.

"Ah......h

Luo Jiaoyuan's roar ranged from rage, to hoarseness, to dejection.

Like a dead dog, he was slapped down by the iron sword in the dusk, and he watched Chen Sheng's figure and returned to the medicine house.

"The world doesn't revolve around you."

Farther away outside the medicine house, Outer Gate Elder Jia watched calmly, Chen Sheng little by little, shattering Luo Jiaoyuan's pride.

It's also time for this arrogant teenager to know that the world is big.

This time, he can't get to the bottom either.