The Black Abyss Prison.

Chen Sheng's eyes skimmed, one cell after another, quietly, and some were vacant, such as cell 16, the first prisoner he came into contact with, the Dapeng Daoist had died of old age, and the bones were gathered in the wilderness, leaving a dead silence.

Forty years have passed.

He saw a lot of changes in the 11th district of A, after the chaos of the more lonely wind and escaped from prison, the white weeds and shengyang grass that were replanted died and replanted, and they were already the second planting, and the prisoners in the cell had turned gray hair, and their waists were much stiffer, and even a certain cell, where it was worn, not a species, you could see the traces of time.

This kind of change, if you look at it roughly, you can't see anything, you can only say that he has been watching for a long time day by day, month after month, year by year, and he has seen it in his eyes and reflected in his heart, so he can see it really.

Some invisible things, he can also clearly feel, such as "prestige", he is not boasting, he is indeed in the dark blade, quite respected.

Among them, he has the blessing of the title of captain of the tenth squad, but it is more of his means, treating prisoners very harshly, watching the fire, and treating subordinates and fellow Daoists gently.

With such a temperament, it is inevitable that people will be close, and they will gather for a long time, and everyone will gather firewood and the flame will be high, and they will naturally have power.

He doesn't care much about these, he misses them more, it's Chen Lian who is out, and she's still on the road.

I don't know what I've done, but I just know that I'm very happy and happy to find the "Tao".

The juniors often think about it, leading the troops alone to enforce the law outside, and they are also busy, fighting repeatedly, and there is no stop, and they may not be able to meet each other for a year.

The jailer who stayed in the Black Abyss Prison was stable and did not toss, which could make him feel a touch of familiarity.

"These two have been here for many years, and we have to add new things."

Daifuku walked over, his hair was a little gray, his steps were a little heavier, his body was still chubby, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, a bit like an old white bear.

In his hand, he was holding a small flower pot, in which a bonsai-like spiritual grass grew, the branches were vigorous, but it exuded a little immature charm.

Gently, it was placed on the side of the white weeds and the shengyang grass, showing the appearance of a three-yang Kaitai.

"Cangmu grass, first-order top-grade spirit grass, the growth cycle is slow, you are not very old, if you want to wait until it blooms, you have to wait for a few years."

Chen Sheng glanced at Dafu, and in a blink of an eye, he fell on the spirit grass on the ground, and immediately recognized that it was a precious first-order spirit grass, like grass solid wood, and the growth cycle took several years.

This time is not fixed, and if you apply more fertilizer, it must be able to be reduced.

"That's right."

Dafu muttered in a low voice, a little sad, but then remembered something, and said with great interest: "I hit the day before yesterday with great luck." ”

It can be seen that he is very happy, obviously he looks old, but when he is happy, he is a little childlike.

"What's good?"

Chen Sheng asked.

"I have refined a furnace of the best Qi Condensing Pill."

Between Dafu's eyebrows, there was a touch of pride, he took it out of his arms, took out a delicate small jade bottle, and said: "This one is for you, although you don't need it much, but make a commemoration, and I will give the rest to future generations." ”

He has been alchemy for forty-two years now, but he is a half-way monk, his qualifications are not high, and in the realm of first-order alchemists, he can only be regarded as a middle and lower level, and he can refine a furnace of superb Qi Condensing Pill, and he is definitely a little lucky in it.

"It's special, I'll take it."

Chen Sheng was stunned for a moment, thinking that when he first became an alchemist, he had also sent Qi Condensing Pills to the two deacons in the outer gate, but now that he was ancient, and looking at Dafu's white hair, he couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

"This is my pinnacle work, and I can't refine it in the future."

Daifuku is self-aware, his Dan Dao is considered to be at the top, and the energy of alchemy is declining year by year, although the alchemy skills have become more and more proficient, but the two complement each other, and it is also a little luck to refine the best Qi Condensing Pill.

In the future, the days when he opened the furnace for alchemy were very few, and he really couldn't toss it.

"Then you have to learn the knowledge of spirit grass, and you can't slack off."

Chen Sheng did not go to words such as "aging" and "death", and talked about something lighter, Dafu can walk on this road, which is the result of love.

In this case, you can continue to love and try to forget the passage of time.

"Okay......

Dafu sensed something, but didn't say much, nodded, he really likes Dan Dao, likes spirit grass, and he has been tinkering, and he won't feel cold and lonely.

"Daifuku, don't we have a share?"

In the Black Abyss Prison, two ridiculous voices sounded.

It's Cai Rong and Wangxian, they don't have the same aging as Dafu, but Cai Rong is already middle-aged, his sideburns are white, and Wangxian is extremely calm, and he has long faded from his youthful figure.

"You don't need it."

Dafu smiled, Cai Rong and Wangxian are cultivators in the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm, they are not young, and they are half a step up, it doesn't make much sense, he joked: "Leave it to the young people." ”

As soon as the words came out, it didn't feel like a joke, and the traces of the years could be seen from Cai Rong and Wangxian.

Only Chen Sheng, who is still a young man, does not have any signs of aging, and everyone only thinks that his cultivation is profound, and he doesn't think much about it.

"It's been miserable all these years."

Cai Rong's face showed a hint of embarrassment, he was a little cautious, the late former cell boss called him a "model jailer", and strictly abided by the three rules of survival in the Black Abyss Prison.

The truth is that he doesn't like it, and just to survive, he can only protect himself with layers of serious and silent masks.

After Chen Sheng arrived, he suppressed District 11 and extinguished the arrogance of the prisoners.

He was able to survive in the Black Abyss Prison safely, and over the years, he was very leisurely, stable, and very satisfied.

Suddenly broken by Dafu, only to realize that time passed quickly, many years have passed, and he is no longer young.

"I went to other areas, and I mentioned that it was District A 11, and it was much easier to find out the information."

Wangxian also has feelings, Chen Sheng alone has changed the trajectory of the fate of many people, at least they have endured a lot of grace.

As he spoke, he talked about the current situation and said, "The Black Abyss Prison is scary, but Jia Eleven has a reputation, and some people want to come in and take up their posts. ”

It is still because of Chen Sheng, the feared Black Abyss Prison will one day be liked by people, and there is a wonderful feeling.

"If you don't add people to the top, you can't help it."

Daifuku noticed this, but to be honest, one or two more jailers or one or two less jailers made little difference to the current Jia11th District.

Chen Sheng alone has already suppressed the prisoners, both psychologically and physically.

They are purely an ornament.

"Da"

There was the sound of footsteps, coming from far and near.

The person who came was a dark-bladed monk, with a young appearance, a black robe and a sword, walking in the corridor of the Black Abyss Prison, calmly, like a tiger wolf, which in turn shocked the prisoners.

When he stepped into the Eleventh District, his fierce momentum slowly subsided, and when he saw the young figure under the windowsill, he was even more respectful, stepped forward and bowed and said, "But Lord Chen Qingdi?" ”

He lowered his head, but after a short contact, he remembered Chen Sheng's appearance, and then bragged to the people in the team, and he could also speak the truth.

"It's me."

Chen Sheng responded.

"This invitation was given to you by the captain for me."

The Darkblade Monk respectfully presented an invitation, and his demeanor did not have the slightest hint of rebelliousness, as if he belonged to Chen Sheng's Darkblade team.

If he could choose, he would have thought that the treatment of the tenth squad, as well as Chen Sheng's means and skills, had already spread.

Such a blessed subordinate and a person with high skills is enough to win anyone's respect.

……

"Kuang Shucheng, two hundred years old banquet."

Chen Sheng opened the invitation, it was a birthday banquet, and the person who signed it, Kuang Shucheng, the captain of the first team, said very politely.

People came to invite him kindly, but he did not refuse, and said to the messenger: "Tell Kuang Daoyou that I will go." ”

Ten days later.

Tianque Peak.

This mountain peak is shaped like a big sword, and it has a bit of a lonely and arrogant charm, but now it has been washed away by a warm popularity.

From the mountainside down, the trees are covered with red colors, the swords on the mountain road are engraved with blessings, and there are many dark-bladed monks in black robes

When they were almost done, they set up an attic, built a pavilion, and set up a feast at the foot of the mountain, and were so unhappy.

"Why is it so lively today?"

The monks of the Immortal Sect who passed by had strange expressions, Tianque Peak was close to the Black Abyss Prison, and there were often one or two dark blade monks cultivating on the mountain.

This mountain is also arrogant, people are also dangerous, like a fierce sword, after a long time, the disciples of the outer peak do not stay here, and gradually, it turns into a dojo of the dark blade.

However, Tianque Peak is quiet for a long time, and it is really rare to enter such a lively place.

"Kuang Shucheng of the Dark Blade is holding a banquet."

An insider said.

For a while, many people were silent, but they didn't know Kuang Shucheng's prestige.

"This person who lives in the Black Abyss Prison is not well-known outside, but he is definitely one of the strongest in the world."

That person is also a person who likes to chatter, and explained to everyone that Kuang Shucheng belongs to the dark blade, because he doesn't see the light, few people know, but the battle record is real, and there are some major battles.

"Those who can go to the top are all powerful people."

After listening, passers-by knew how powerful Kuang Shucheng was, such a strong man's birthday banquet, and the person who could sit and discuss with the other party was definitely not an ordinary person.

At this time.

At the foot of Tianque Mountain, there was a person who was slender and looked very young, but at the eyebrows and eyes, there were some traces left by the years, which was very profound.

His eyes fell, and he saw many Dark Blade cultivators, and said, "Zhao Da and the others are cultivating silently, but they don't come, which makes me look a little lonely." ”

This joking idea is doomed to fail.

"Boom"

In the most open place of sight, sitting was the person who sent the invitation to Chen Sheng, he saw Chen Sheng, his eyes lit up, many people noticed, showed him the light of exploration, and got a positive reply.

"Your Excellency!"

A famous Darkblade monk stood up suddenly, his head changed from arrogant to slightly lowered, like a row of pacesetters, waiting for the leader's review.

"Kwong Daoyou is very polite."

Chen Sheng expressed his gratitude to the people who were approaching, and secretly said in his heart that Kuang Shucheng had done a very meticulous job of etiquette, and he had arranged his subordinates early to wait at the foot of the mountain.

"My lord, I'm a ...... from Team 5"

The man hesitated.

He has a lot to say, but before that, he has to solve this misunderstanding, and he can't let the favor be given to the first team.

"You ...... No need to be polite, I'll just walk up alone. ”

Chen Sheng nodded slightly, and walked away, there were many dark blade monks in front of him, and there might be a few more squads, so it was better not to worry about it.

"Master Chen is really as gentle as rumored......"

"He is not gentle on prisoners and adversaries......"

"Isn't that more charismatic."

At the foot of the mountain, many Darkblade monks looked at Chen Sheng's figure on the mountain, and talked in a low voice, with a lot of respect.

He's really gentle, there's no arrogance, and when you talk to him, you always get a kind of gentleness, and equal treatment, which is unforgettable.

……

Chen Sheng didn't know where the people wanted, and walked all the way up along the mountain road, seeing the wind and clouds, the birds and birds chirping, until the line of sight in front of him, suddenly became broad, climbed high and looked far away, overlooking the scene of the Immortal Sect.

He looked again, on a flat place on the top of the mountain, there was a jade case, and on the futon made of the branches of the spirit tree, there were four figures, one of which was an acquaintance Yang Huayue.

The other three, he has several faces, the thin old man led by Kuang Shucheng, with some unruly eyebrows and eyes, is Huang Sheng of the fifth squad, and the one with deep sword marks on the back of his hand is He Chao of the seventh squad.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Chen is late, I'm really sorry."

Such a scene could not make Chen Sheng have a trace of restraint at all, he laughed and bowed, his two sleeves fluttering, indescribably free.

"No, we came early."

Huang Sheng of the fifth squad did not show recklessness on his face, but showed obvious kindness, but it was Chen Sheng's means and ability that had been recognized by him.

"I wanted to have a good time with Chen Daoyou, but today I finally got my wish."

He Chao of the seventh team, looking delighted, got up and pulled Chen Sheng past him and sat next to him.

In an instant, Chen Sheng blended in, and nothing unpleasant happened.

"You are thanks to me that you can be so close to Chen Daoyou."

Kuang Shucheng, who was the leader, joked with a smile, the ten teams of the dark blade are not necessarily a piece of iron bucket, and when something major happens, it is naturally the warden who will give orders.

On weekdays, the wardens don't care, they all disobey discipline, take care of their own affairs, and don't want others to interfere.

Today's birthday banquet, the fifth, seventh, ninth, and tenth, as well as his first squad, half of the Dark Blade high-level, are already extremely good.

The rest of the people are either cold or don't deal with it, in short, it's normal that they don't come.

"Okay, give a thicker birthday gift."

Yang Huayue and Chen Sheng are the most acquainted, and they don't mind throwing away some belongings to achieve this beautiful conversation.

Huang Sheng and He Chao have no opinions, they came over today, it was Kuang Shucheng who had been deeply involved in the Heiyuan Prison for many years, had the means, had the prestige, and planned to make friends, and the birthday gifts were richer, and the meaning of attention could also be seen.

Moreover, there is also Emperor Chen Qing, who has risen strongly in recent years, and he is picking and searching, which makes people look down on him for no reason.

(End of chapter)