The wind is bleak, especially bloody.

"Deacon of the Medicine House? Ninghua North Garden? It happened. ”

Jing Zi suddenly felt that the sky was dark, but it was ridiculous that he was still proud before, and he insinuated that the people of the Immortal Sect were stupid, but he didn't know that his death was approaching.

He barely suppressed the fear in his heart, and wanted to quibble a few words, but seeing Chen Sheng's determined look, he couldn't speak, so he had to say bitterly: "The spiritual grass of Ning Hua Beiyuan, Jing is willing to offer it with both hands, and I hope that the deacon will spare his next life." ”

The seventh-level immortal cultivator of Qi refining, when he was completely unharmed, he still had to fight with the bloodthirsty rat, but he was seriously injured when he made a chess move, but he was powerless to resist.

Now the only thought is not to succeed in cultivation, but to save my life.

"Is it possible?"

Chen Sheng's expression was faint, if he did something wrong, he had to endure it, and some of it had to be delivered with his life.

"What if Jing escaped with the accusation, and the deacon secretly benefited."

Jing Zichu gritted his teeth, endured the pain and cut his love, grabbed the storage bag containing the spirit grass of the Condensing Hua Beiyuan in his hand, and even opened the mouth of the bag in order to arouse Chen Sheng's greed, so that he could see the mountain-like spirit grass inside.

As long as Chen Xianxuan moved his mouth, all this cultivation resource would fall into his pocket.

And he, carrying the black cauldron, fled for his life.

No one knows about the deal between the two, and the truth will be buried in time.

"Nope."

It seemed to be very satisfying, but Chen Sheng firmly refused.

"You're not afraid that I'll burn all the jade and destroy these spiritual grasses."

Jing Zichu's eyes were red, full of madness, he had already thrown out all his interests, and even calculated everything.

Let him go, Chen Sheng has nothing to lose, and he can still benefit.

But why, I want him to die?

"If it's ruined, it's ruined."

Chen Sheng didn't care about the spirit grass produced in Ning Hua North Garden, but there was one thing, he didn't want to trample on it, and said: "You must know that killing you is for the prestige of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and it is also to give justice to the people who work hard in Ning Hua North Garden." ”

These spiritual grasses were damaged for no reason, and the people of Ning Hua North Garden would be punished, or even killed.

But if there is an unscrupulous thief behind him, secretly plotting to cause the spirit grass to be stolen, the matter cannot be counted like this.

As long as he brings Jing Zichu's head back, then the result will go in a good direction.

"Weiyi? Fair? You lunatic. ”

Jing Zichu didn't understand, he really didn't understand, he couldn't understand at all, an immortal cultivator would refuse a rich amount of cultivation resources for the sake of irrelevant people.

He cursed and let the bloodthirsty rat take action and sneak attack and kill the deacon of the medicine house.

"Poof"

The bloodthirsty rat struck and killed, and its two claws were in the void, swiping again and again, making the sound of gold and iron breaking through the air.

Chen Sheng's response was simple.

Slash down with a sword.

The body of the bloodthirsty rat became two, and the difference between the seventh layer of qi refining and the fourth layer of qi refining was too great.

Qiang.

Without waiting for the blood beads on the sword to drip to the ground, he raised another sword, which was sharp and difficult, and shaved off Jing Zichu's head neatly.

"I have to take this head and explain it."

Chen Sheng looked at Jing Zichu's head in disgust, lifted it, and with the other hand, he held the storage bag containing the spirit grass of the North Garden of Condensation, and galloped away.

Ninghua North Garden.

"Steward, what punishment will we receive?"

An honest farmer stood up uneasily and asked Deacon Li about the current situation.

Immortal Sect's work of planting spirit grass, he likes it very much, and the people in Beiyuan don't have too much scheming.

Their thoughts are the same as his, that is, to plant spiritual grass well and live a peaceful and joyful life.

It's just that this wish seems to be difficult to achieve.

"Planting spiritual grass is a major event of the Immortal Sect, and our incompetence has caused the Ninghua North Garden to have no harvest today, which is a great crime."

There are low-level immortal cultivators who know, their faces are pale, and the immortal sect is magnanimous, but it does not mean that they can be bullied, if there is no reasonable reason, they are extremely sad at this level.

The lightest ones will be degraded to mining.

"Ah......h

"Then I'm not going to die."

"It's a pity that I have worked hard all my life, conscientiously planting spiritual grass for the Immortal Sect, but in the end, I ended up like this."

……

For a while, the entire Ninghua North Garden was full of sad songs, and many helpless people sobbed and were completely panicked.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the blame lies with me, and the old man will bear it with all his might."

Steward Li's body became very weak, and there was a sense of blood being drained.

At a critical time, he was still reliable, and he took out the courage of the person in charge of a medicine garden.

Even if the deacon of the medicine house said that there may be other hidden circumstances in this matter, but the traces of the spirit grass are not clear for a day, and he does not dare to have a fluke mentality.

"Don't be pessimistic, the spirit grass has come back."

At this time, Chen Sheng came back.

His slightly high-pitched voice dissipated the thick hesitation, like a warm beacon, illuminating the direction of the lost lamb.

"Really?"

Steward Li knew what Chen Sheng was going to do, and when he saw that this matter had taken a turn for the better, he made up his mind, but he didn't dare to speak the truth directly.

"See for yourself."

Chen Sheng was free and easy, and threw the storage bag containing a large amount of spirit grass over.

"It's true, Lingcao has come back."

Steward Li forcibly endured the apprehension in his heart, glanced at the storage bag, and instantly withered his spirit, suddenly shocked, and announced the good news to everyone around.

Immediately, he saw the head in Chen Sheng's hand and said, "This is the ......"

The spirit grass is still there, so it is not Huo Huo's by the demon beast, it can only be stolen.

This situation seems to be clear.

"The thief who instructed the bloodthirsty rat to steal the spirit grass was beheaded by me, so you can take this head, submit the paperwork, and go and confess."

Chen Sheng explained the ins and outs of the future one by one, so that Steward Li knew it in his heart, so that he would not lack calmness.

With that, he was about to leave.

"Little Lao'er, thank you Deacon Chen here."

Steward Li is a lot older, and he can't help but feel agitated in his heart at this time, and he knelt down all of a sudden.

Chen Sheng, the deacon of the medicine house, is really a person with both virtue and conduct.

The people in Ninghua Huayuan also knelt down with Steward Li, kowtowing in gratitude, without this young man's action, their fate would be very bleak.

"It's just the duty."

Chen Sheng turned over the demon horse, left a word, and walked away.

Behind him, the people in Ning Hua Huayuan did not get up, they knelt and watched the figure of the freshly clothed angry horse go away, in order to express their gratitude in their hearts.

……

Pharmacy.

Temple of Dust.

"How about Ning Hua Hua Yuan?"

Back in Guangxiu Immortal Sect, Xi Fu asked about the Ninghua North Garden, and the delay in the arrival of the enshrined spirit grass was not a trivial matter.

"Here's the thing."

Chen Sheng briefly told him again, but he didn't say many details of the problem.

But Xi Fu knew it, he was cunning and used to tricking people's hearts, he guessed a few points, and said, "Little brother is kind-hearted......"

Although he didn't know the details, he could predict that Chen Sheng had held on to his heart, and in that case, there were too many opportunities to move.

Also, Chen Sheng could stand by and watch this matter, but he still did his best to help the people of Ninghua North Garden, a great favor.

"In a few days, I will introduce a few of my old friends, all of whom are first-order alchemists, each with their own unique skills, to meet you."

Looking at this matter, Xi Fu is willing to pave the way for Chen Sheng on the road of alchemy.

"Do good people have good rewards?"

Chen Sheng was surprised, he didn't want this matter to end up in such a situation.