The outside world is full of ups and downs, and it doesn't stop.

In the past 20 years, countless colleagues have died and fallen, and there are mountains of corpses, and there are so many people who have shown their talents and are in the limelight.

On the edge of Qingping Valley.

A strong barracks, standing tall, covered with all kinds of traces of battle, but undamaged, still there.

It's not that there is no Langya monk to push horizontally, but they all return in vain.

Zhou Xian held his sword and stuck to one side, I don't know how many people he killed, and the blood at the gate of the camp was terrifying.

He sharpened his sword, but it was not pure killing, and he did not delay his craft.

He could often be seen coming back covered in blood, without stopping, and began to open the alchemy furnace again, refining fragrant pills.

Thereupon......

He succeeded in building the foundation, and he also became a second-order alchemist, moving the medicine house openly, and exalting his prestige at the border, so he was not excellent.

At the same time, countless camps were rooted in the territory of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and they were vertical and horizontal, like a dense line of defense, entangled the footsteps of the Zixi Immortal Sect and the Langya Immortal Sect.

In the turbulent ancient frontier land, although the beacon fire is prosperous, the vitality of the spirit grass is also not weak, and it is also an era of vigorous development of Dandao.

One by one, alchemists have emerged, most of them are people in the same vein as the medicine house, and some of the talents in the field are even more enviable.

This made Yaolu known as one of the two heroes of Guangxiu Immortal Sect in the past twenty years.

The other is the Black Abyss Prison.

One is unparalleled in cultivation and warfare, and the other relies on Yanlou to build an intelligence network, and every time he strikes, it is a must-kill, which is boundless and terrifying.

The prestige of Yang Li and Kuang Mengting was widely praised, and countless people were shocked that in the silence of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, there were two more masters with tough means.

The dark blades led by them are fierce and fierce, even if they are besieged and killed by Brother Langya and Brother Zixi, they can attack hard and counterattack back.

In addition to the two, Dark Blade is also full of talents.

The third commander, An Daozu, met with Yang Li at Kuang Shucheng's birthday banquet that year, although the chess was one move, but it was really not weak.

Over the years, he has been brave and diligent, and finally caught up.

The fourth commander was a monk of the original 14th squad, named Kang Liang, who came to the top and occupied a place.

Relatively speaking, Chang Qinghua, who is the same generation as An Zudao, is a little bit worse than luck, and stopped before the commander and became a captain, but his achievements are not small, and he has played the demeanor of a strong man.

There are Xiao Blind, Lu Xinghou, Liu Shang and others in the back, all of whom are rising stars, showing enough potential and promising futures.

……

"Boom ......"

Chen Sheng was already a Jindan level of combat power, and he didn't make a move easily, so he sat firmly in the Black Abyss Prison and devoted himself to cultivation.

He lives in a secluded room, cross-legged exercises, and there seems to be a round of true yang hidden in the dantian, and the golden pill is shining, shining with blazing brilliance and unparalleled power.

The acupoints around the body are slightly glowing, like a true dragon cyclone, devouring the essence of heaven and earth, refining it into mana.

When running the health sutra, Chen Sheng would also practice the Xuanhuang Qi Condensation Technique, which is a highly subtle method that can make the golden pill turn and exhale turbid qi little by little.

In addition to refining qi, he did not fall behind in the process of Rixi Shen's body, and even used mana as a flame to smelt every inch of flesh and blood, so that the whole body was as crystal as a divine jade, and the blood and qi were pure, like a god born in the pure qi world, without dust.

"Boom"

Sometimes, Chen Sheng has perfected his cultivation for a week, and his heart is full of strength, and he will use a little hand and punch out, penetrating the void.

The entire Black Abyss Prison was shaking, as if a terrifying will had been revived, and the eyes were lowered, and one by one, the prisoners naturally exploded.

They could feel the horror of that qi, even at the peak, they would be crushed to death in an instant.

Therefore, these poor and vicious people, who have become more and more gentle over the years, stay in their cells, quiet and silent.

"The Heart Sutra of Contemplation of Masters"

Chen Sheng stopped practicing, flipped his hand, and a square white fell to the void sky, with beautiful handwriting, obviously a woman's handwriting.

This was left to him by Chen Lian, after Jin Dan, his state of mind became more and more profound, and the more he felt that this cultivation method was powerful, although it was simple, but it pointed to the root of the avenue.

Speaking of which, Chen Lian is still a pity, she has talent and fate, but she has no immortal fate, so she has no choice but to die of old age.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Observing the Heart Sutra of the Master, Chen Sheng's heart rippled, and he took out a suona, although it is a mortal vessel, but four hundred years of rubbing, contaminated with spiritual power, and it has recently become a treasure.

This time, he didn't play the crying emperor, nor did he deliberately make a song, but just said his heart.

And what is most memorable for him?

Nothing more than ......

Life and death are separated!

As a result, the music suddenly became extremely distant, deep and quiet, but it could not hide a trace of sadness, no matter how much it struggled, it could not be kept, and it could not be reached through countless spaces.

Regret, faintly lonely.

The root of the Tao is in the Yellow Spring, which is death.

Time passes, and there are many dead, so the tune becomes more and more sad, and the eternal years cannot be concealed.

"What's the deepest one doing?"

In the Black Abyss Prison, those quiet and dormant prisoners have become accustomed to an irreversible will lingering on the top, and they are all curled up and motionless when they see great movement on weekdays.

But at this time, their faces changed greatly, they wanted to shout, their hearts were extremely chaotic, and a sad sound came out of their hearts, and there was a sense of silence.

There is no greater mourning than the death of the heart.

"Poof"

Some prisoners, cunning and ruthless, gave up a lot of feelings for the opportunity, at this time let the suona lonely voice evoke, mental confusion, mood riot, a mouthful of essence and blood straight out of the vomit, languishing to the ground, not knowing life and death.

"Warden, is this cultivating some kind of secret magic power?"

The least disturbing ones are Wangzhu and Cai Guling in District 11, the two of them are in a complete state of mind, tranquil and natural, do not touch sin and killing, and can insist on thinking under the sound of suona.

The two of them knew that this was Chen Sheng's voice, which contained incredible power and was terrifying.

"This suona sound is not deliberately targeted, but naturally transmitted, the aggression is not so strong, those people can't stand it, it's a sparse Taoist heart."

Wangsuke turned his head to look, and there were three or two prisoners in his eyes, his Dao heart was broken, his eyes were dull and unfocused, and blood was spilling from his mouth.

"Perhaps, it can be regarded as a tempering of the Dao heart."

Cai Guling calmed his mind and closed his eyes, as if he was in a miserable ghost, surrounded by countless demons, but they were all transformed by his own thoughts, which was extremely disturbing.

He didn't resist, he looked at it indifferently, silently polished his spirit, and strengthened himself.

Seeing this, Wangsuke followed the example of cultivation, and the two quiet and pure masters slowly became stronger in the darkness.

"This supernatural power Dafa is not perfect."

In the secluded room, Chen Sheng put down the suona and fell into thought.

He was indeed creating a Dafa, not a method that relied on the characteristics of immortality, but a method that truly contained his Dao insight.

Before breaking into Jindan, he went through many life and death, and when Chen Lian died, he accumulated a lot of hair and revealed a clue.

Later, he was promoted to Jindan, and he has not let go of the creation of supernatural powers, Chen Lian's Guan Dashi Freedom Heart Sutra gave him a kind of tranquility, which was used as a treasure raft, and the past life and death parted to do the sea of suffering, and sailed in a boat.

This method has a prototype, but it still needs to be polished, and it can't really be bred, and it's almost hot, but it won't be too long.

……

On a hill at the inner door.

A young man with gorgeous hair, taking care of young children, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, is not as fierce and domineering as he kills the enemy, which is surprising.

"Xiao Chang'an, Daddy took you to meet someone, but you have to be well-behaved, you can't mess around."

I often think that since the first battle of the wind dragon fall, my vitality has been greatly injured, although Chen Sheng's treatment will not be ruined, but after all, it has gone downhill.

In less than five years, all his hair has turned gray, his combat power has declined, and he is not very sharp in killing enemies.

So, he took a wife.

Ten years later, a son was born, named Chang An, five years old this year, well-behaved and sensible, wearing a green shirt, with the warmth of a gentleman, extremely gratifying.

"Daddy, who is this person?"

Chang An rarely sees his father with a respected status, so he is so cautious, and he is very curious about the people he wants to meet.

"A person who teaches you to cultivate."

This is something that Chang Si has thought about seriously, no matter what, he has to take Chang An on it, even if he is rejected, it will not be in the way, at least he has worked hard.

If it is done, with this fate, with that person's temperament, Xiao Changan will be worry-free for the rest of his life.

"Cultivation? Daddy's swordsmanship is sharp, invincible at the same level, where to use others to teach me. ”

In the eyes of the child, his father is tall and mighty, and he is omnipotent, and Chang An also thinks so, it is good to teach cultivation at home.

"That person is much more powerful than Daddy, and he is not an outsider, you have to be obedient."

Chang Si smiled and shook his head, not humble, he killed all the demons with a sword weapon, and his own prestige was not small, but compared to that one, like the light of fire, it was nothing.

Even, his exercises, and achievements were all given by the one who gave him a way to become stronger.

"Obedient, when did I stop being obedient."

Seeing that Chang Siwei was serious, Chang An didn't say anything, he was very smart, and the person who could be so respected by his father must be a respected person.

Behind him, a gentle woman, watching the father and son go out, sent it away with a smile.

……

"Brother Chang is here, a sensible little baby."

"Looking for the warden, it's in the dark room."

"Please."

In the Black Abyss Prison, Chang's father and son walked side by side, and from time to time, jailers or dark blade monks greeted Chang Siwei and let him pass.

Although Chang Si is a member of the Law Enforcement Palace, he is from the Abyss Prison and is familiar with the warden, so he is not an outsider.

"Bang"

Chang Si stood in front of the secluded room, knocked lightly, got the promise, and walked in with Xiao Chang'an.

"Brother Chen......"

At a glance, he saw Chen Sheng, the elder of the past, still young, his eyes were extremely quiet, like a great life in an extremely high dimension, looking at mortal things without waves.

Chang An stood behind his father, also looking at Chen Sheng, the first impression was that he was a very young person, and then he was otherworldly, sitting there, as if overlooking the entire borderland, watching the life and death of countless monks.

"Well, much older."

Chen Sheng sat there, looking back, he was a dull young man, full of white hair, and he couldn't overlap with the majestic Iron Punishment Director in his memory.

It's a pity that the wind dragon fell into a battle.

He didn't want to repeat it, his eyes turned and fell on Chang An, and he saw some shadows of Chang Si, and said, "My sons are so old." ”

It seems that Chang Siwei did not regret it, as he said, he was relieved, otherwise he would not have quietly married a wife and had children, and raised his son to be well-behaved and sensible.

Thinking of this, he let go of a lot, everyone has their own fate, and they can't ask for it.

"Xiao Chang'an, call someone."

Chang Si touched Chang An's head, he was a little nervous, generally speaking, it was no problem, but if there was a mistake at this time, it would be a pity.

"Uncle, are you very good?"

The immature child's voice came out of Chang An's mouth, but he was not nervous, his eyes were smart, and he stared at Chen Sheng, as if he wanted to see a little strange.

"Hahaha, amazing, I don't dare to say the number of one-handed people here, but the number of two-handed land, I will definitely be able to rank."

Chen Chang laughed, he has always been very kind to children, and he stretched out his hands cooperatively, snapped his fingers and said.

This is his inference, the Jindan real person in the border land is extremely rare, and he has a great chance of winning in the same rank, and the top ten should have a seat.

"Brother Chen, didn't he really take that step?"

Hearing this, he was shocked after a long thought, when he was in the Yanlou of Pengshan Lake before, an old cultivator said that Chen Sheng had already taken that step, but not many people believed it, and he soon passed away with the wind.

He is concerned about it, and now according to Chen Sheng himself, the feasibility has risen sharply, and it should be eight or nine without leaving ten.

"Uncle is fragrant, hug."

Chang An was not very afraid of life, he quickly became familiar with this place, ran around, came to Chen Sheng's side, and sensed a pure and natural meaning.

"Yo, you eat so well, heavily."

Chen Sheng knew in his heart that Jindan was flawless, and his cultivation already had a trace of immortal capital, and between his breaths, his body was full of pure air and not tawy.

What Chang An said makes sense.

He smiled, took the little one in his arms, weighed it twice, and smiled.

"I'm not fat."

Chang An muttered and twisted his body, not seeing his life, nor being afraid of the warden's might, which was loved.

"This is to send me here to practice."

Chen Sheng hugged Chang An, looked at Chang Si, and guessed the latter's intention without bothering.

"If Brother Chen has this idea, I am very willing."

Chang Si didn't dare to force it, but he did have this thought, no matter whether Chen Sheng stepped into the Jindan realm or not, he was far superior to him in terms of cultivation opinions, and entrusted his son's cultivation to him, without a burden in his heart.

"Then let's practice here, and you can go back if you have nothing to do, and you won't have to bother."

Chen Sheng groaned for a while, and finally nodded, but did not prohibit Chang An from returning home, the left and right were at the inner door, and a distance could be reached in an instant.

In this way, Chang Si is overjoyed, and Chang An is left behind.

Chang An was also well-behaved, did not make a fuss, and followed Chen Sheng's side quietly.

Chen Sheng's teaching has not changed, following the path of Chang Si, teaching Chang'an Taibai Western Jing and Xuanhuang Qi Condensation Technique, but in order not to repeat the mistakes of the past, Chang'an's mind was deliberately sharpened, and let him learn pharmacology and cultivate his body and mind.

(End of chapter)