In the Black Abyss Prison, a jailer asked a prisoner for advice. The former was sincere and the latter was kind, and they looked very happy.

Taoist Dapeng is a true believer. He does not believe that Chen Sheng can succeed in practicing. The practice of the Golden Winged Dapeng method is too harsh and dangerous. Even he cannot succeed.

Of course, he still set some traps, but they were very few, real or fake, and they would kill people without any compensation.

Mr. Chen knew that Taoist Dapeng had bad intentions, but he was not afraid. After countless trials and errors, he was finally able to get on the right path.

"You must listen to my experience in practicing the Golden Winged Dapeng Method."

In the Taoist Dapeng's cultivation career, the Golden Winged Dapeng Method was the area in which he had studied the most deeply, and it was also the area that saddened him the most. He put in all his efforts, but it was all wishful thinking and he was unable to make progress.

"you say."

Mr. Chen nodded. No matter what Taoist Dapeng was thinking, the more he spoke, the more mistakes he made. Some real experiences might be said inadvertently.

"This method cannot be slow, you must advance courageously and diligently, the faster the better."

"The entry point to the Golden Winged Dapeng Method is to condense a Dharma seal. The more complete the better. Don't be careless."

"The sooner you master it, the more help it will be to you."

…

Taoist Dapeng chattered incessantly about the precautions for practicing the Golden-Winged Dapeng Method. There was a hint of resentment in his words, including sorrow for his own experience and curse on fate.

If he could master the Golden Winged Roc Technique, he would definitely not be so miserable, trapped in this dark and hellish place.

"Your suggestion is very good, I will consider it."

After listening to this, Mr. Chen did not say much. Taoist Dapeng's experience was very superficial. The other party retained the core and was more trying to induce him to advance recklessly.

Such a complicated and mysterious method should not be approached rashly. One needs to do more research and understand the true meaning of the text before practicing.

Afterwards, Chen left to figure it out on his own.

"Did he teach you the Great Peng Soaring Sky Technique?"

Old Chang took a look at cell number 16. It was pitch black, with the rough outline of a human figure. It was very dark, the kind of dark that would eat someone up without leaving any bones behind.

He didn't know how Chen Sheng had managed to escape from cell number 16 unscathed time and again.

"Almost. All the truth has been revealed."

Mr. Chen nodded. Taoist Dapeng was quite good. Even if he set up a trap, he didn't use ordinary tricks to fool people.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng Method should be the greatest opportunity for Dapeng Taoist on his path of cultivation.

"He even took out the things that were kept in the bottom of the box. How much he wants you to die."

Old Changtou had seen many of the prisoners' schemes and was a little worried. He said, "Be careful. No matter how prepared they are, it's never too much."

Every prisoner held in the Black Abyss Prison was brutal and had committed heinous crimes, which eventually alarmed the Immortal Sect and prompted them to go and arrest them.

They are drowned in darkness, and are good at trying to figure out people's minds. If they are not careful, they will fall into their trap.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Mr. Chen, just like before, spoke gently and accepted the old man's kindness.

"I don't know whether I should advise you or not. It's up to you to decide."

Old Chang knew that Mr. Chen was no ordinary person and had some supernatural powers. He had obtained the real thing from Taoist Dapeng earlier and had not fallen into his trap.

But he also knew that conspiracies and plots were everywhere, and the skills given by the prisoners were full of traps, and he could not always avoid them safely.

Big risk, big reward.

The difference between Chen Sheng and other jailers is that he has less risk and greater reward. If he can grasp the balance well, his future will be limitless. But if he doesn't, his career will end in failure.

Two completely different situations, two different lives. He couldn't make a choice for Mr. Chen and could only give him suggestions.

"The things involved in the Golden Winged Dapeng Method are too complicated and mysterious."

Returning to his own window, Mr. Chen lay back on the armchair, seemingly in a trance, but actually trying to figure out the Golden Winged Roc technique.

This method was not simple and its complexity far exceeded all the methods he had encountered before.

It and the Star-Cutting Sword Technique are two extremes.

The Star-Slashing Sword Technique interprets the way of the sword with the number "one", which is very concise like the way of the sword that can break all laws with one sword.

The Golden Winged Peng Technique uses "ten thousand" to explain the method of escape. When all the people become one, they gain unparalleled speed.

The difficulty of cultivation is already difficult, and there are also traps set by Taoist Dapeng, which makes it difficult for him to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"I'll have to figure it out."

Throughout the whole process, Chen Sheng seemed confused, like a blind man touching an elephant. He was simply unable to construct the appearance of the "Dharma Seal" in his mind.

He was not in a hurry. He spent his time studying the Golden Winged Roc Technique, but he did not practice it blindly. Although the Black Abyss Prison was cold and lonely, it was not completely cruel.

The white wild flowers grow very well and adapt well to the environment of the Black Abyss Prison. When placed under the windowsill, they are bathed in sunlight and look pure and elegant.

Old Changtou would come to see him when he had nothing to do, and Dafu even thought about this matter all night.

“A lot of people like white weed.”

He found Mr. Chen and told him about his experiences in the past few days, saying, "I'm thinking about starting a small business."

Since he followed Mr. Chen's example and planted three white wild grasses, everyone he met asked him about it and spoke with great interest.

The Black Abyss Prison is too cold and too dark. The appearance of the white wild grass is like a ray of light, which is rare.

He put himself in the other person's shoes and thought that selling white wild grass in the Black Abyss Prison should be a good idea.

Even if you don't make money, promoting the things you like and letting white wild grass spread throughout the Black Abyss Prison is also a great gain.

“Do it if you like.”

Mr. Chen supports it. As Dafu said, white wild grass is suitable for the Black Abyss Prison. It contains vitality, can dilute the coldness and loneliness, and bring vitality to people's hearts.

"But I don't know much about spiritual herbs, so I'm not sure."

Dafu's concern was his lack of knowledge. He was willing to deal with some ordinary flowers and plants, but he was intimidated when he heard about spiritual herbs. He thought that was the field of alchemists and he was too ordinary to have a grasp of it.

"If you believe me, I can give you some advice."

White wild grass is a spiritual herb. Since it is a spiritual herb, Chen Sheng has some insights into it. After all, he used to be the elder of the medicine house and knows a little more than ordinary people.

"Hurry up and tell me."

Dafu regarded Chen Sheng as a fellow enthusiast, as they were both people who tinkered with flowers and plants. He trusted people like him and immediately asked him for some advice.

"The Xiaoyetang in Fangcheng and the Baiwei Medicine Garden in Yecheng are both low-end spiritual herb businesses. The prices are fair, and you can find everything you need there."

Mr. Chen took all aspects into consideration.

Distance, price, safety, etc.

These two pharmacies are both under Yaolu, and their quality is guaranteed. You won't be cheated if you go there.

"I'll take a look when I have time."

Dafu was delighted. Mr. Chen had already shown him the way. If he was determined to do something, he should be able to achieve his wish.

The life of a jailer in the Black Abyss Prison is quite peaceful as long as one does not provoke the prisoners.

"Still lacking some understanding? Go ask Taoist Dapeng."

Mr. Chen was sitting on the armchair, thinking about the idea of ​​the Golden Winged Roc seal, but he was unable to figure it out.

For several days, his thoughts were stuck, so he simply went to cell number 16 to meet Taoist Dapeng.

"Boy, you are too slow. Why haven't you started practicing yet?"

Taoist Dapeng did not expect that Chen Sheng was so cautious. After obtaining the Golden Winged Dapeng method, he has not yet started to condense the seal.

This made him anxious, and he urged him on, wanting to see Chen Sheng's mental breakdown after his failure in forming the seal.

“No hurry.”

Chen Sheng glanced at Dapeng Taoist and saw some of his thoughts. He was not angry and said, "Isn't the third paragraph of the opening wrong? Why doesn't it connect?"

"This is an auxiliary line, which will be echoed with other places later."

Taoist Dapeng considered sending Chen Sheng on his journey as soon as possible, so he gave some advice while holding back his frustration.

The practice of the Golden Winged Dapeng method is very complicated, and has a sense of foreshadowing. It is impossible to truly understand it without thoroughly grasping the whole.

It was also because of this that even though he had many insights into the Golden Winged Roc Technique, he was unable to form seals and could only look at the treasure mountain and sigh from time to time.

"What about this place? Something is wrong."

Mr. Chen accepted it humbly and pointed to another place, which was just as hazy and difficult to understand as the previous one.

"There's nothing wrong, just think more and it will be fine."

Taoist Dapeng waved his hand decisively without saying much, as if even discussion was unnecessary.

“There’s a problem here.”

Chen Sheng smiled. Although he did not have a high level of comprehension, he had formed his own views after practicing Taoism for so long. He could see that something was wrong here. Unfortunately, Taoist Dapeng did not give a reasonable explanation and his reaction was very different from before. This made him very suspicious.

He was not in a hurry to point it out, and continued to ask: "What will appear after the Golden Winged Dapeng Dharma Seal is condensed?"

After condensing the seal, he entered the door. He vaguely felt that there should be a threshold here, which would cause some changes.

"I have never condensed it, so how would I know?"

Taoist Dapeng said confidently.

He did know this for sure. The ancient stele said that after the seal was condensed, it would absorb the cultivator's energy and spirit. At this time, one must not panic and try to stop it, otherwise all previous efforts would be wasted and one would suffer backlash.

"I will quickly gather the seal and tell you my insights."

Seeing that he could not get any more information out of him and having some insights of his own, Mr. Chen said goodbye.

“No need.”

Taoist Dapeng taught the Golden Winged Dapeng method to Chen Sheng with the intention of harming him. If the other party really mastered this method, he would be uncomfortable.

…

"Qingdi, you are so amazing."

Dafu went to Fangcheng and was very happy when he came back. He shared his experiences with Mr. Chen.

His journey was very smooth. Xiao Yetang, who was recommended by Mr. Chen, was very good at doing business. After the servant asked him the reason, he gave him a lot of advice.

He bought five hundred white wild grass seeds, spiritual soil, and growth liquid. He did an experiment in the middle and the results were very encouraging.

"I have been exposed to this kind of things, so I know a little bit about it."

Chen Sheng used tens of thousands of spiritual herbs to make pills, and had handled even more, but he was still happy about Dafu's business of 500 white wild grasses.

"I will definitely thank you when I make money."

Dafu is looking forward to life, but he has not forgotten Chen Sheng. Without the other party's support and advice, he may not have the courage to do so.

"No, I didn't do anything."

Mr. Chen refused. He didn't care about this. In comparison, Dafu needed more resources for cultivation.

"Your advice is the most valuable."

Dafu was very persistent about this. He understood that in this business, Mr. Chen's advice was the most important and valuable.

From a high vantage point, the framework has already been built.

He only needs to follow the instructions to reach the finish line, and the size of his contribution is clear.

"A simple gift is fine, nothing too expensive."

Mr. Chen thought about it and decided that since it was Dafu’s kindness, he could not refuse it. But he also made it clear that it was just a token of his kindness and he should not spend money recklessly.

"good."

Da Fu was happy then, and turned to practice the path of "Flower and Plant Merchant in the Black Abyss Prison".

Mr. Chen has some free time again.

Practice.

“Buzz…”

Lines intertwined in the sea of ​​consciousness, not quickly, but with a sense of uncertainty, struggling to outline the outline of a "seal".

After studying the Golden Winged Roc Technique for a month, Mr. Chen finally started to condense the seal.

Then……

"boom"

He failed, the seal collapsed, and a chaotic mental wave spread out in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, engulfing everything and making everything chaotic and silent.

"I misunderstood? Or is it Taoist Dapeng's fault?"

Chen Sheng, who had "died" once, thought about the reason for his failure without any care, because Taoist Dapeng had set a trap, which made him think that he had been tricked at the first time.

He couldn't figure it out, so he continued to condense the seal.

The fact is, he had wronged Taoist Dapeng. In subsequent attempts, he had an idea and went some way on the path of condensing the seal.

Then, I was blocked again.

He tried again and again, and finally confirmed that Taoist Dapeng had cheated him again.

He wanted to continue reading this missing passage, but his knowledge was shallow, so he had to go back to cell number 16.

"How's your training going?"

Taoist Dapeng felt bad when he saw Chen Sheng jumping around so he asked him about his progress in practicing the Golden Winged Dapeng Method as soon as they met.

"Is there a problem with the technique you gave me?"

Mr. Chen said frankly.

"That's nonsense. Just because you can't understand it doesn't mean the technique is wrong."

Taoist Dapeng naturally would not admit it. He attributed everything to enlightenment and let Chen Sheng figure it out on his own.

“There’s something wrong with this paragraph.”

Mr. Chen has realized it more than a dozen times, and he paid the price with his life. Now he feels justified and points out the mistakes directly.

"This is weird. How did this guy detect it?"

Now that the evidence was out, even though Taoist Dapeng was thick-skinned and cruel, he couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry. He was also secretly shocked. It was so strange that Chen Sheng could detect the mistakes.

"I want to be reasonable."

Mr. Chen patted the iron gate. When he was being reasonable, Taoist Dapeng had better be reasonable as well. Otherwise, when he was hung on the wall, he shouldn't complain that he was being unreasonable again.

"I can see that this is your ability. I will teach you the real scripture."

Taoist Dapeng did not fight to the death because he had his own pride. After being presented with evidence, he continued to deny it. That was shameless.

He erased the gap and filled it in with the correct text, very neatly and quickly.

"Are there any mistakes or omissions?"

Mr. Chen asked.

"There are no omissions. Now it is at its most perfect level."

This time, Taoist Dapeng denied it.

Afterwards, Chen went back and forth four times before he got the complete Golden Winged Peng Method.

(End of this chapter)