"The cultivation method you taught?"

There was a hint of certainty in his voice, and he was obviously convinced.

"You can't blame me for this. His aptitude was too poor to comprehend the essence of the technique. He practiced it randomly and died."

Pu Yushan was dressed in a gorgeous robe and had a face as white as jade, a very elegant appearance. Even though he was talking about a human life, he remained free and easy, and acted very naturally.

This is personal foundation, which is not affected by the outside world. As long as one's own Taoism is not broken, one will not regret anything.

"I am very unhappy."

Chen Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze became sharp, like two sword lights that could pierce through the depths of the Black Abyss Prison.

The power he exuded was not fierce, but rather peaceful, yet there was a sense of loftiness in him, as if he was the great sky overlooking all things, all being equal.

Although Yitian's death was caused by his own stupidity, Pu Yushan was the real culprit. It was truly hateful that he plotted against someone to death.

"boom"

Pu Yushan was shocked and didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment. The young jailer's questioning showed his power in an instant, like a great figure from the immortal sect, who should not be provoked.

"The inheritance of Yunjian Peak is in your hands."

Mr. Chen changed the subject and mentioned the inheritance of Yunjian Peak. As smart and ruthless as Pu Yushan was, he would not kill his teacher without holding the inheritance in his hands.

"What!"

At this moment, Pu Yushan was in a tense state of mind. He suddenly heard something that was taboo in his heart and could not control his emotions.

His expression changed continuously, and the thoughts in his mind went around a hundred or eighty times, with countless calculations.

"You betrayed your master and ancestors, and caused a great disturbance at Yunjian Peak, causing the Dharma lineage to wither and decay. It is unfortunate for you to be allowed into this lineage."

Mr. Chen mentioned Yun Jianfeng again, and the accusation in his words was not pretense, but his true thoughts.

After Yunjian Peak suffered the Puyushan disaster, its inheritance was cut off, and the number of disciples in its lineage gradually decreased. In another hundred years, I'm afraid even its name might be stripped away.

"The old man forced me to do it."

Outsiders don’t know how resentful the person involved is.

Pu Yushan's expression turned ferocious. The brutality and unwillingness in his heart were aroused. He did not care to hide it and lost his composure, becoming filled with resentment towards his deceased teacher.

He is extremely talented and skilled, with abilities far exceeding those of his eldest brother, but because he is the second oldest, he cannot inherit the position of the master of the Taoist lineage.

This reason is really ridiculous and unpopular.

"So what if I force you?"

Chen Sheng said coldly.

As sharp as a sword, it can cut open the darkness and complexity of people's hearts.

"If you don't give it to me, I'll steal it."

Pu Yushan was in high spirits and looked directly at Chen Sheng. The ruthlessness in his eyes was so frightening that it made people feel scared.

He really did as he said, he killed his master and seized the throne. If it weren't for someone messing up the chessboard, he would have been a powerful elder of the immortal sect by now.

"Is the inheritance of Yunjian Peak the same?"

Mr. Chen spoke calmly but pointed out the key to the problem at once: the whereabouts of the Yunjian Peak inheritance.

"It's in my hands."

At this moment, Pu Yushan's emotions had been aroused. Although he was clear-headed and knew that Chen Sheng was trying to get information from him, he still admitted it.

He is somewhat arrogant in his bones, and all the actions he took to kill his master and seize the throne reveal a kind of fierceness and dominance.

Forcing him to hide his pride in front of a jailer was more painful than killing him.

“Crack…”

The door to cell number eight opened.

Mr. Chen didn't say anything, his eyes were cold, he didn't want to say anything for the time being, he just wanted to beat Pu Yushan up.

It was both a deterrent and a way to vent one's anger. After all, Yi Tian's death could not be ignored.

"Going deep into the den of wolves and dragons is not the way for a smart person to act."

Pu Yushan was a little surprised that Mr. Chen actually stepped in, but this was not a bad thing.

A hint of mockery emerged on his face. Legally speaking, jailers were in charge of the prisoners, but in reality, it was these vicious people who were the masters of the Black Abyss Prison.

"Really?"

Mr. Chen said without comment.

“Clatter…”

Pu Yushan didn't like Chen Sheng's attitude. He was very indifferent from beginning to end, completely different from other jailers and had no respect for the prisoners.

Just then, Mr. Chen came into the cell, and he decided to teach the other party what etiquette is.

The sound of chains being pulled was heard, and it was Pu Yushan who moved. His body was strong and fierce, like a tiger or leopard descending from the mountain. His palm was sharp, tearing through the air and chopping straight towards Chen Sheng's shoulder.

Such a powerful blow was enough to crack even the hardest iron and stone.

"Bang"

Mr. Chen seemed to have expected this to happen. His expression was calm. He moved his feet and raised his shoulders like a spear, hitting Pu Yushan's hand.

Pu Yushan felt a sharp pain in his palm and pulled his hand back, but his anger became more fierce. He said: "Even if my magic power is sealed, I am not someone a pawn can control."

His body trembled, and the blood in his body became vigorous, like a ball of fire. The power that had been dormant for a long time surged out like an overwhelming force.

Even though it is less than one-tenth of its peak power, it is still extremely terrifying. At least it can deal with a jailer.

He felt that he had the ticket in his grasp, and he took a step forward, with strength rising from the ground. His muscles and bones made a buzzing sound, and his palm was like the sky, pressing down horizontally, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart, unstoppable.

"Get down."

Chen Sheng didn't even look at him, revealing his strong side. His eyes flashed coldly, and his arms were like pillars of heaven, swinging straight forward, causing the sky to shake restlessly.

Pu Yushan had no power to fight back and fell heavily to the ground, his bones broken, his hands and feet twitching, and he no longer had any dignity left.

"This fighting consciousness is too strong."

He lay on the ground, half-closed his eyes, trying to see through Chen Sheng's true colors. He himself was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and even though his magic power was sealed, his eyesight was still there, so dealing with a jailer was no problem.

The result was that he was knocked down cleanly and efficiently. Chen Sheng’s fighting ability was definitely strong.

"I am very interested in the inheritance of Yunjian Peak."

Mr. Chen looked down at Pu Yushan and felt that this was the right angle, otherwise the other party would always be arrogant and unable to understand the situation, making things difficult for him.

"Hahaha……"

Pu Yushan had felt that Chen Sheng was extremely difficult to deal with, but he burst into laughter when he heard this. He laughed at the other party's shallow mind and said, "Do you know how the new jailer died?"

After all, he is just a jailer with a narrow vision. Even though he has some skills, he still cannot escape greed.

Are the prisoners' belongings so easy to take?

That's life money.

"Didn't you trick him?"

Mr. Chen asked back.

"No, I gave him a complete sword technique, but he was dull and a low-level jailer, but he wanted to wield a sword and eventually ended up with a miserable ending."

Pu Yushan was lying on the ground, looking extremely miserable, but his pride was not diminished at all. He acted like a superior, wantonly criticizing and despising the monks at the lower level.

He is qualified, with extraordinary talent and profound background, far surpassing the lower-level cultivators.

Mr. Chen heard the sarcasm in Pu Yushan's words. It seemed that the other party was talking about Yitian, but in fact he was saying that he was overestimating his own abilities and trying to change his own destiny.

He didn't say much. If we don't agree, there's no need to say more. So whatever.

“Buzz…”

Hearing this, Pu Yushan pointed his finger out, and a ray of light continued to flow and sank into Chen Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness. It turned out to be a mysterious skill.

"If you can't learn it, don't bother me."

Of course, he was not being kind-hearted, but he knew that this method was very powerful and Chen Sheng could not master it with his background. He would also follow in Yitian's footsteps and die with regret.

Thinking of that scene, he felt happy.

…

Under the window, the skylight shines in, illuminating a small area, in which the armchair, the cushion, the white wild grass and a human figure appear extremely harmonious.

"Taibai West Classic."

Mr. Chen was half lying on the armchair, his mind sunk into the sea of ​​consciousness, where a set of exercises was floating and flowing.

This is a sword technique that is extremely complex. Every stroke reveals the sharpness of the sword tip and should not be underestimated.

"It's a very evil method, no wonder..."

He pondered over it for two hours, and when he came to his senses, a look of realization flashed in his eyes.

The practice of Taibai Xijing is to condense magic power into sword energy, which is extremely sharp and follows the path of the supremacy of swordsmanship.

It sounds simple, but it seems domineering.

However, it is very difficult to practice.

If you are not careful, the sword energy will corrode your body, and your spirit will be destroyed.

Yitian is an example.

Moreover, Mr. Chen always felt that Taibai Xijing should have a corresponding maintenance method, otherwise his body would not be able to bear it if he followed this practice.

No matter what, Mr. Chen has the courage to practice.

"Buzz"

He moved to sit on the cushion and began to practice Taibai Xijing. The whole process of practicing the technique was extremely smooth without any stagnation.

It seems that Pu Yushan did not think that Chen Sheng could achieve anything through cultivation, so he showed mercy and did not tamper with his skills.

The difficulty in practicing Taibai Xijing lies in the control of sword energy. This kind of energy is certainly powerful, but it is extremely difficult to control. When it circulates in the body, if you are not careful, it will kill you first.

Chen Sheng was attacked by the sword energy many times, and almost every meridian of his was torn. If it weren't for his special physique, he would have become a disabled person long ago.

The practice of Taibai Xijing was not smooth, but Chen Sheng did not become obsessed with it. He proceeded step by step, and his life did not have many ups and downs.

He got along well with several prison guards.

"During this period of time, I have learned a lot of knowledge about spiritual herbs."

Da Fu came over, with some gratitude in his words. Thanks to Mr. Chen's careful teaching, his knowledge of spiritual herbs increased day by day. Now staying in the Black Abyss Prison, he did not feel the darkness, but only felt comfortable.

"Are there any new spiritual herbs?"

Mr. Chen knew that Dafu loved to play with flowers and plants. Now that he had learned about spiritual herbs, it would be difficult for him to put them to waste.

"Um."

Dafu nodded, understanding a lot of things, and said, "The expenses are so high. I just realized that not all alchemists are rich."

Such a small spiritual herb was very valuable. After he bought seven or eight of them, his small treasury was exhausted.

When I think of the alchemists throwing dozens or hundreds of spiritual herbs into the alchemy furnace while making elixirs, I realize that what they are burning is money.

"The cost of refining a furnace of elixirs is very high. If you succeed in refining the elixir, it's fine. But if you fail two or three furnaces, you will be really broke."

Mr. Chen agreed with this view. The number of alchemists in Yaolu has skyrocketed several times in the past two hundred years. It is because the channels for spiritual herbs have exploded that they can afford to support and keep up the expenses.

Without spiritual herbs, alchemy apprentices wouldn't even have the chance to practice, let alone enter the first level and improve their skills.

"I want to set up a small medicinal farm and cultivate some spiritual herbs to sell. Otherwise, no matter how much theoretical knowledge I learn, it will still be a little bit behind."

Dafu was too poor, but he was still unwilling to give up his dream. Since his small treasury was exhausted, he had to find another way.

He really didn't know anything else, so he went around and returned to the field of spiritual herbs.

"Great."

Mr. Chen was very enthusiastic about the Dao of Alchemy. Seeing that Dafu was insisting, he naturally would not pour cold water on him and was quite supportive.

"I'm afraid I can't do it. I've never done it before."

Da Fu smiled bitterly, feeling that the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. From the initial mundane flowers and plants, to the spiritual herbs, now he had to manage the medicinal fields.

If he didn't really like it, he would have given up long ago. He felt like he was getting deeper and deeper into it, not acting like a jailer anymore.

"I'll teach you. First, find a piece of land with rich spiritual energy. If that doesn't work, bury some spiritual stones there yourself, and then set up a simple five-element formation."

Mr. Chen has experience in arranging medicinal fields. The first step in the camp model is to build a qualified medicinal garden.

Taking Dafu's financial resources into consideration, he did not come up with a difficult plan, but chose an ordinary plan, which was easy to arrange and manage.

"Is there any way to make the spiritual soil of the medicine field reach qualified standards as soon as possible?"

Dafu was forced to do something he was not prepared for, but it was also thanks to Chen Sheng's contribution. Chen was very familiar with spiritual herbs, and whenever he encountered difficulties, he could seek help from them.

As the obstacles were broken, he had no reason to stop and could only move forward step by step.

"Here's the recipe for you. Mix it with ordinary soil, and you can easily grow some spiritual herbs in three to five months."

Mr. Chen casually wrote down a prescription. It was a nutrient solution that was mixed with ordinary soil and nourished by the power of the formation. It could quickly cultivate spiritual soil.

This was also figured out during the camp mode period. During that period, he and Yaolu indeed accumulated a lot of valuable experience.

"Fortunately, although the materials are mixed, I can still give it a try."

Da Fu took the prescription, looked at it, and breathed a sigh of relief. The items on it were vast and numerous, but the cost was controlled, so he just needed to spend more time and should be able to collect them all.

Chen Sheng overcame another stage of difficulty, and Da Fu continued to work hard on the spiritual herbs and never returned.

This way.

"Don't think too much. Strictly abide by the three survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison, and we will be able to live comfortably."

Cai Rong saw Chang Silu who was in a depressed mood, so he stepped forward to comfort him. He knew that it was Yitian’s death that had affected the other party.

This is understandable, but there is no need to be too obsessed with sadness or feel confused.

In his opinion, it was normal for someone to die in the Black Abyss Prison. As long as he relaxed, being a jailer was an easy job.

"Comfortable?"

Chang Silv murmured.

The jailers of the Black Abyss Prison keep a respectful distance from the prisoners and behave in a somewhat escapist manner.

Indeed, it is a means of making a living.

Before meeting Mr. Chen, Chang Silu would follow the advice of his predecessors and live a low-key life.

However, after seeing how Chen Sheng remained calm in the Black Abyss Prison and interacted with the prisoners without any fear, he knew that it was impossible.

He also wanted to walk calmly in the darkness and not act with a distorted mind.

(End of this chapter)