"Practice now."
He suggested.
Since there is nothing I like, then there will be no loss in increasing my magic power in the immortal world.
"I am practicing the Nine Falls Breathing Method. If I practice it in the Black Abyss Prison for more than an hour, I have to rest for half a day, otherwise my meridians will not be able to bear it."
Chang Silv smiled bitterly. The restrictions of the Black Abyss Prison were in all aspects, and even cultivation was not allowed to be carried out freely.
“Is that so?”
Chen Sheng really didn't know this. It might be due to the special environment of the Black Abyss Prison, or it might be due to the Nine Falls Breathing Method.
He thought for a moment and said, "From now on, you should practice the Nine Falls Breathing Technique first, and then practice this Xuanhuang Qi Condensation Technique to consolidate your foundation."
As he spoke, he pointed his finger at the center of Chang Silu's eyebrows. Immediately, golden characters appeared on the other party's sea of consciousness. It was the Xuanhuang Qi Condensation Technique.
"Brother Chen, is this something passed down from your family? Would it be inappropriate for me to use it to practice?"
Chang Silu's face showed a bit of uneasiness. The method of cultivation has always been the most important thing for cultivators. Chen Sheng's casual action made him feel grateful.
"I got it from Taoist Dapeng."
Chen Sheng didn't care. Passing down the Xuanhuang Qi Condensation Technique would not cause him to lose anything.
What's more, Chang Silu is the grandson of Old Changtou, and Old Changtou passed on the family's Nine Falls Breathing Method to him.
He did not forget this kindness.
"Prisoners? Are they that kind?"
Hearing this, Chang Silu was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became a little strange, as if he was holding back something, wanting to say something but not daring to.
"Don't worry, it's the real thing."
Mr. Chen roughly understood Chang Silu's concerns, explained, and said: "Don't imitate it, it will kill people."
The prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison have good things, but they are extremely cunning. In order to obtain the Xuanhuang Qi Condensation Technique, he stepped into several traps before he succeeded.
According to the methods used by ordinary jailers, one wrong move could lead to eternal damnation, with no chance of redemption at all.
"I understand. I don't have the ability like Brother Chen."
Chang Silu nodded obediently and looked at Chen Sheng's eyes, which were shining brightly and filled with deep respect.
He knew the difficulty of it. His grandfather had said that it was difficult to take prisoners' belongings, as it was fatal.
"It's not a question of ability, but caution. You have to be cautious in the Black Abyss Prison and abide by the three major rules of survival."
The longer he stayed in the Black Abyss Prison, the more Chen Sheng verbally promoted the three survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison.
This is the truth, which was realized by many jailers who died through blood and bones.
Always think carefully, listen to the instructions, and practice cultivation on your own.
"What a profound and mysterious cultivation method. With such a sharpening of magical power, there are few rivals among the same level."
He was in Chen Sheng's territory, outside the window, he placed a cushion, sat on the ground, and practiced the Xuanhuang Condensing Qi Technique that he had just mastered.
The power of this method was beyond his expectations, it was so magical that he had never seen anything like it.
Refine your magic power and consolidate your foundation.
In less than half an hour, his magic power was refined. It seemed to be slightly damaged, but it became tougher and more condensed overall. Although it was not an earth-shaking change, it was definitely a great fortune after long-term practice.
"Brother Chen is amazing. He feels very comfortable in the Black Abyss Prison."
Chang Silu was amazed at the mystery of the Xuanhuang Qi Condensation Technique, and also thought of Chen Sheng who taught him the technique.
From what he had seen and heard during this period, he realized that the other party was a very special person, and his prestige in District A11 was very high. Even though they seemed to get along very harmoniously, as long as Mr. Chen felt something was wrong, Da Fu and the others would obey.
It's not fear, but a kind of subtle influence. Mr. Chen has the ability to convince people unconsciously.
In addition, the prisoners in Area A11 divided the jailers into two types: one is Mr. Chen, and the other is other jailers.
If you observe carefully, you will find that the prisoners have different attitudes towards Chen Sheng and themselves. The former are indifferent yet wary and attentive, while the latter are purely indifferent.
This kind of influence made him yearn for it, but also a little awed, knowing that he probably couldn't achieve it.
"Have you had contact with the prisoners? I need to see the world."
Suddenly, Chang Silu saw Chen Sheng's figure walking towards cell number 16.
Normally, he kept his distance from prisoners, but Mr. Chen's presence gave him a sense of security, allowing him to dare to touch areas he had not dared to tread otherwise.
"What is it?"
Chen Sheng was originally practicing the Golden Winged Dapeng Method, but was interrupted by Dapeng Taoist, which cut off his inspiration. He simply stopped thinking and stood up and walked over.
His words were calm and familiar, and it was obvious that he was not unfamiliar with this kind of harassment.
“It’s a bit boring.”
Taoist Dapeng put his face against the iron fence, without any pretense, hiding his body in the darkness, and seemed to be a lot more normal.
Indeed, after the riot eight years ago, when he wanted to fly into the sky, but was slapped down to the dust by Mr. Chen, he has become much more honest.
"Be honest, don't bother the jailer, just stay here peacefully."
Mr. Chen was a little disgusted, but when he thought about this guy's ability to cause trouble, for the safety of Dafu and others, he still tried to persuade him gently.
"Gotta have some fun."
Taoist Dapeng didn't care at all. The things in his bones were unchanging. He had a kind of indifference to life. He complained: "The jailers in your jurisdiction are not fun. Don't be fooled."
These jailers strictly implemented the three survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison and were vigilant and cautious, making him feel bored for a long time.
In the entire A-11 District, only Mr. Chen dared to contact him casually without worrying about being killed.
Of course, he was not special. Mr. Chen treated all the prisoners the same way, without any awe at all.
"The Black Abyss Prison is the real world, not a hunting game."
Mr. Chen frowned, somewhat disgusted with the mentality of these prisoners, who had a twisted and morbid mentality and had no respect for life in the real world. They only wanted to play with cruelty at will.
"What's the difference between true and false?"
Taoist Dapeng spoke indifferently, with a kind of arrogance looking down on the jailers of the Black Abyss Prison. The difference in realm brings about the difference in the level of life.
He didn't have much feeling for creatures of lower realms. He would just crush them to death and that was it.
"You want a beating?"
Chen Sheng glanced, and it was like a sword was pulled out of its scabbard a little bit. In an instant, a cold light poured out.
His mentality is completely different from that of the prisoners. He treats everyone equally, whether they are strong or weak.
"I don't dare."
Taoist Dapeng shrank his body, without a trace of rebelliousness, and immediately gave in.
The slap from Mr. Chen left him with an indelible psychological trauma. Whenever he thought of it, every bone in his body trembled and he didn't want to suffer another blow.
"So kind and obedient?"
Chang Silu was shocked when he came into close contact with the prisoners for the first time. The way Chen Sheng got along with Taoist Dapeng made him think that the rumors were wrong.
Prisoners, are they really that scary?
He thought about it and knew that the prisoner was indeed cruel and indifferent. The reason why Taoist Dapeng behaved docilely was that he did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Chen Sheng.
If he faced it alone, he would soon become a negative example in his grandfather's teachings and be killed in a daze.
“It’s too shameful to watch.”
In the dead silence, a disdainful voice was clearly heard in Area A11.
Chen Sheng looked at the cell number 8 opposite, and inside was a young man in a Chinese robe. He had a dignified demeanor, and his every move was elegant, without a trace of roughness.
This person is not a casual cultivator, but should be from a big force. I just don't know why he ended up in such a situation.
"What did you say."
Taoist Dapeng hated such romantic figures the most. He felt jealous. When he heard the man's contemptuous words, he became angry. His eyes were like flying swords, staring at him straight ahead, wanting to kill him.
"You can be so respectful to a jailer. It seems that the five major immortal sects in the border area are prosperous and have no signs of decline."
The young man in the gorgeous robe didn't even look at Taoist Dapeng. He looked at the problem from a very high perspective and came to the conclusion that the five major immortal sects still dominated the border areas.
He felt a little regretful about this.
"What do you know? You know nothing at all!"
Taoist Dapeng was very angry. Huapao's contempt for him was clearly shown to him, and he refused to say a few more words.
If he were outside, he would have fought and killed, but he was locked up in a cell and had no place to vent his anger, so he could only roar.
He was not trying to quibble. People who had never faced Chen Sheng directly always thought that he was a powerful jailer and there was no danger. They could kill him with a little hard work.
But that is not the case.
This young man is really scheming. Sometimes he pretends to be ignorant so that people can't understand his true feelings.
I don't know what means he used to repeatedly resolve the traps in the scriptures without any harm.
After a series of setbacks, his entire mental state began to suffer. When facing this person, he always felt like he was being seen through and was weak.
"Who are you? You seem to have some grievances against the five major immortal sects."
Mr. Chen moved and soon arrived at Cell No. 8. He found that the young man in the Chinese robe was very different. He had a sense of decency and dignity that the other prisoners did not have.
Yes, noble, you can see it at a glance.
"My name is Pu Yushan. I was originally the second senior brother of Yun Jianfeng of Chiling Xianzong. Later, I encountered an accident and defected from the sect."
The young man in the gorgeous robe was in the Black Abyss Prison, but he maintained his composure. When he talked about his origins, it was even more shocking to find out that he was from the Chiling Immortal Sect and was a true disciple of Yifeng.
"What are you shouting about? You are nothing but a traitor."
Taoist Dapeng fought back, arrogantly and wantonly, but he was not very confident inside. Even if he was a rebel from the Immortal Sect, he was naturally superior to them, the casual cultivators, because of his family background.
"No wonder he is so elegant, this appearance is really extraordinary."
Chang Silu, who had a low sense of presence at the side, was secretly surprised and observed Pu Yushan carefully. A person of this level was also a big shot on their side.
"What kind of incident could turn a child of destiny into a prisoner?"
Mr. Chen lamented that Pu Yushan's life span was too long. He had a glorious life in the early stage, but was trapped in a small cage in the later stage, without freedom.
It's easy to make people want to explore the twists and turns.
"I am the second senior brother of Yunjian Peak. I am extremely talented, valued by the teacher, and loved by the third junior sister. I should be very proud of myself, but I have aroused the jealousy of the eldest senior brother."
Perhaps because he had been detained for too long and felt depressed and had to talk it out, Pu Yushan confided his past to Mr. Chen.
When he mentioned his youth, he was so excited that he couldn't hide his excitement in any way. It made people know immediately that that time was absolutely brilliant and full of light.
However, the appearance of one person shattered all the splendor.
"Did he frame you?"
Mr. Chen is a very qualified listener and knows when to take the initiative to speak.
Pu Yushan spoke smoothly and said, "Yes, he was afraid that the teacher would pass on the identity of the master of the Dharma lineage to me, so he killed the teacher and framed me for it."
He spoke with gnashing teeth, and the calm and gentle look on his face turned ferocious, as if he wanted to skin the senior brother alive.
"Big Brother is so cruel."
Chang Silu understood very well that it was normal for Pu Yushan to feel resentful because of the tragic death of his mentor and the frame-up that ruined his bright future.
"My junior sister left me, and my senior brother took advantage of the opportunity, got her, and became the master of the Dharma lineage."
"I didn't want to die unjustly with a crime, so I broke out and wandered around the border, but I was arrested by the Guangxiu Immortal Sect's Law Enforcement Hall for no reason. I suspect that my eldest brother secretly made a deal with someone to make me shut up completely."
Pu Yushan continued to talk, with a hint of sadness in his voice. His childhood sweetheart had turned into another man's arms, and he had gone from being a favored child of heaven to being hated by everyone, and was even wanted by the Chiling Immortal Sect.
At that time, he wandered in the borderland like a lonely ghost, with no place to go and no way back, filled with endless confusion.
This kind of misery is still going on, and the biggest blow to him was the arrest by the Guangxiu Immortal Sect's Law Enforcement Hall.
When the group of black-robed monks arrived, his life fell into eternal darkness.
"Is it so dark?"
Pu Yushan's emotions are often so intense that one feels as if they are actually there.
He felt despair just by listening to it, and it was hard for him to imagine how the other party had managed to survive.
"From being a genius of the Immortal Sect to being in such a state of disgrace today, it is truly a cause for regret."
Mr. Chen had a dull expression, and it was unclear what he was thinking. He walked away slowly, directly blocking Pu Yushan's subsequent words.
"Brother Chen, is what he said true?"
Chang Silu followed behind Chen Sheng and felt deeply sympathetic about what had just happened to Pu Yushan, but he was not a stupid man and knew that he should not make a hasty decision based on one side's words.
"The three great laws of survival in the Black Abyss Prison..."
Mr. Chen stopped, glanced at the dark cell number eight, then looked at Chang Silu and said lightly.
"I know, don't be curious."
Chang Silu responded quickly.
He knew he had crossed the line and should ignore the prisoner's words instead of dwelling on them.
"The reason why you shouldn't be curious is that everything the prisoner says is biased towards himself. No one knows which part is true and which part is false, which part is beneficial to you and which part is going to kill you."
Mr. Chen explained the deeper meaning behind the three survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison. These rules are not about restraint but protection. However, most of the jailers do not understand them at all and just follow them rigidly.
He wanted to teach Chang Silu a lesson. His eyes moved for a while, then suddenly stopped and he called out, "Wang Xian, come here."
This is a talented person who knows a lot of information about the Black Abyss Prison, and he often asks him questions.
"What do you want to hear?"
Wang Xian said skillfully.
"Cell number eight."
Mr. Chen told Pu Yushan's confession not only to seek verification from Wang Xian, but also to provide some information that might fill in some missing pieces.
(End of this chapter)