The new prisoner was called Rouran. This was something Wang Xian had inquired about. He came from a third-rate demon sect that had already been destroyed.

Rouran is the only survivor of the sect.

Many existing clues implicitly point out that the Rouran devoured the cultivation resources of the entire Dharma lineage, destroying everything in order to build the foundation for their own achievements.

although.

Knowing that this is a scary person, you shouldn't care about him and just ignore him.

However, the jailer of Area A11 still had some concern for that person, or to be more precise, for that little life.

In such a dark place, even a ferocious prisoner would have a hard time enduring it, let alone a life as small as this. How could it survive?

In cage number one, Rouran's expression was very calm, her figure hidden in the darkness. She did not feel a trace of discomfort, but instead felt comfortable, like a fish in water.

She has walked in darkness all her life, stepping on piles of corpses, and has long since stopped believing in human morality.

Even the child in her belly was a plot. She had made up her mind ever since she was targeted by the monks from the Law Enforcement Hall.

"Baby, I put all my hopes on you."

An imperceptible voice rang out in the cage, the tone was indifferent and blended with the surrounding darkness.

Rouran silently performed a secret technique. Strands of black silk threads entangled the vague young life, binding it from the depths of its soul.

This is the spell to transfer the souls of mother and child. From now on, when the child embarks on the path of cultivation, with inspiration as a guide, she will be able to use the blood connection to ignore time and space and take over another body and leave.

"Um?"

In the darkness, Chen Sheng sensed something, and his mental will rose, locking onto cage number one.

He looked carefully and found that there were strands of black threads emanating from Rouran's body, binding her mind and will to a vague living being.

"Spell!"

Mr. Chen said with concentration.

This is a mysterious spell that cannot be blocked or interrupted. The host has been casting it on his offspring since the womb. It is almost innate and unbreakable.

"What on earth is she doing?"

Originally, Chen Sheng didn't care what the Rouran did in the Black Abyss Prison. As long as they didn't escape from prison, they could do whatever they wanted.

But this time, he was extremely concerned about this matter and observed it every day.

Finally, he had a rough guess and his expression suddenly became gloomy. Even a tiger will not eat its own cubs, so these people in the evil way were really crazy and cruel to be so cruel.

Every day, Chen would observe the Rouran and wonder if there was a way to crack it, but the more he thought about it, the worse he felt, as there was simply no way to crack it.

"Brother Chen, is there something wrong?"

Chang Silu discovered that Mr. Chen, who had always been indifferent, often had a gloomy face and slightly frowned brows during this period, and it was obvious that he was worried about something.

"without."

Mr. Chen did not speak of this matter. On the one hand, speaking of it would not solve the problem. On the other hand, he was considering the child.

According to the actual development, the child is born with original sin and is the carrier of sin. The best way is to kill him directly.

Even if you live cautiously, you will still arouse a lot of vigilance and strange looks.

In order to prevent this from happening, he hid everything and treated it as normal.

"My medicine garden is almost built. After a few more days of cultivating the spiritual soil, I can plant the first batch of spiritual herbs."

Da Fu also knew that Mr. Chen had been in a bad mood recently, so he came over and talked about something worth being happy about.

His medicine garden is also due to Chen Sheng's contribution. Without his guidance, it would definitely not have been built.

"Um."

Mr. Chen was happy for Dafu, but he was still in a bad mood and had no enthusiasm.

"When the time comes, I'll give you some spiritual herbs."

Dafu thought of the Shengyang grass, turned his head and looked, under the window, side by side with the white wild grass, blooming brilliantly, and couldn't help but said happily: "What spiritual grass do you like, you can tell me."

After more than eight years of getting along, he knew that Mr. Chen loved spiritual herbs, and he was also delighted by the blooming of white wild grass and Shengyang grass.

Or maybe we could put some effort into this to make Mr. Chen feel happier, that would be good too.

"One that blooms more brilliantly."

The longer Chen Sheng stayed in the Black Abyss Prison, the more things he saw, and the darker he felt this place was. He needed more brilliant light to dispel some of the solemnity and darkness.

"good."

Dafu has learned a lot of knowledge about spiritual herbs. He is no longer the A'mon of Wu in the past. Several kinds of spiritual herbs immediately flash through his mind, and he is considering which one to take as a gift.

…

"Boy, why don't you pay attention to me?"

As soon as Chen Sheng fell silent, Area A11 became quiet.

Pu Yushan originally thought that Chen Sheng had learned the method of sword cultivation and would hang around him all day, trying to find out information and acting like a fly.

The fact is not what he thought.

At first, Mr. Chen would still pay attention to him, but recently he just ignored him.

"If you ignore me, how can you get the sword-cultivation method from me?"

He sent a message via telepathy, hoping to get some response, but Chen Sheng was in a gloomy mood at the moment. The more he looked at this thief who killed his master, the more annoyed he became, so he simply ignored him.

All the messages that were sent out seemed to fall on deaf ears, with no response at all.

"He won't respond. Is he playing hard to get?"

Pu Yushan didn't know how things would develop in the future, but seeing a young man who had mastered the Taibai West Sutra walking in front of him, he was always uneasy and wanted to get in touch with him to determine the follow-up.

Unexpectedly, Chen Sheng’s lack of response made him extremely depressed. The more he thought about it, the more restless he became and he couldn’t calm down.

"What's wrong?"

Taoist Dapeng sent a message through his telepathy. Normally, Chen Sheng would be seen walking around Area A11, patrolling the area.

This period of time was unusually quiet, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"You prisoners, are you really heartless?"

Separated by an iron fence, one is outside the cage, the other is inside the cage. Chen Sheng looks at the figure of Taoist Dapeng with a dim gaze, full of solemnity and indifference. Although his body is that of a human, his mind is not like a human.

Dark and humanless.

"It's hard to find an immortal fate. I'm bound by my seven emotions and six desires. How can I have time to seek other things?"

Taoist Dapeng seemed to be laughing, and also seemed to be mocking something. He embarked on the path of cultivating immortals in a daze, but later he realized that this path was not easy.

As he walked, he turned into a monster that was neither human nor ghost, and would do anything to move up.

In the end, seeking immortality and asking for the way became more like an obsession.

"Perhaps."

Mr. Chen didn't know what to say, so he waved his hand, not making any comment.

"I have a secret method here, you must learn it."

Taoist Dapeng has reviewed what he has learned in recent years and compiled a secret method. Seeing that Chen Sheng was in a low mood, he presented it to him like offering a treasure.

"It came."

Mr. Chen nodded.

The next moment, Taoist Dapeng pointed his hand and passed on his magic.

"Every prisoner in the Black Abyss Prison deserves to be imprisoned here."

After reading it, Chen Sheng wanted to laugh. He and Taoist Dapeng seemed to be getting along well, but he had never trusted the other party. He was in a bad mood at the moment, but the other party thought the time was ripe. He was like a jackal who had become a dog. He always wanted to test his master from time to time to see if he was still strong and whether he could suppress him.

This so-called secret method seems sophisticated, but upon closer inspection, it actually has several fatal contradictions.

According to the state of most cultivators, if their minds are in a trance and they practice incorrect techniques, they will go to the underworld in a moment.

Taoist Dapeng was shocked, but his face showed a harmless look. Chen Sheng was in a state of turmoil, so he should not be able to see any clues.

"Snap"

Mr. Chen didn't say anything. He stretched out a hand through the iron bars, entered the cell, and patted Taoist Dapeng on the shoulder.

Taoist Dapeng's face suddenly became extremely painful. Half of his shoulder blade was broken. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he was still trying hard to hold on with a wry smile on his face.

"Why do you care about that casual cultivator? I have a spiritual lineage from the Chiling Immortal Sect. You have comforted me. There is no secret sword technique that I cannot learn."

Across the street, Pu Yushan in cell number 8 saw this scene and started yelling in great indignation.

He has a profound foundation and has learned all the techniques of the immortal sect. He feels that he is capable enough and looks down on Taoist Dapeng, a wandering cultivator in the mountains.

Now, this wandering cultivator from the mountains can come into contact with Mr. Chen, while he is left out in the cold, which is really unfair.

This situation lasted for five months.

Rouran in cage number one gradually became bloated, but her expression remained calm and she didn't care about it.

One day, she frowned, leaned against the corner, and covered her lower body with a piece of clothing.

"Wow"

A quarter of an hour later, in the silence and darkness, a cry was heard. It was so childish that it startled everyone.

"Give birth..."

Da Fu saw that in cell number one, on a bloodstained dress, was a wrinkled baby girl. Her tiny arms were groping for something in the air, grasping aimlessly at a corner of the world, but it was all pitch black.

"Just after blooming, it's about to wither."

Cai Rong's voice was complicated. He had seen the depths of the Black Abyss Prison many times, but he still couldn't remain calm when faced with this incident. If he stood by and watched, the child would surely die.

“…”

No one spoke. The result was too dark. Even the strongest people would tremble.

"Brother Chen, what should we do?"

Chang Silu looked at Chen Sheng, his eyes filled with anxiety, torment, discomfort, and a hint of hope.

He had very conflicting thoughts, the prisoner's plan was not difficult, but sometimes a good intention, if caught, could cost someone's life.

But it was uncomfortable to watch him coldly like this, and my heart was filled with torment.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on Chen Sheng, waiting for his decision.

"Wait for me to bring the baby girl out."

Mr. Chen's figure had already walked some distance away.

He is not an indifferent person. Such a young life should not suffer beyond the limit.

It is the Rouran who should die, not the innocent people.

“Crack…”

The door of cell number one was unlocked, and Chen Sheng appeared inside. His eyes were extremely bright, sparkling in the darkness.

He saw the baby girl, wrapped in blood-stained clothes. She looked aggrieved and cried that no one cared for her.

Then, he looked at Rouran, and Rouran was also looking at him. The two looked at each other in silence, but there were many thoughts in their hearts.

Chen Sheng's heart was beating fast, and a surge of anger was surging in his chest. He moved his palms and fingers slightly, and had the urge to kill him.

He suppressed his thoughts, but his eyes became indifferent. Such a ruthless prisoner should be trapped in the Black Abyss Prison for life without escape.

At the same time, Rouran's heart was filled with a trace of ripples. When she looked into Chen Sheng's eyes, she actually felt as if her thoughts were seen through.

Those eyes were cold and ruthless, like the incarnation of the will of the Black Abyss. They were not cruel, but the treacherous nature of human hearts could not escape their eyes.

"I won't do anything to you. I just hope the child is healthy."

She subconsciously turned her head away, feeling strange that an ordinary jailer could actually shock her mind.

After thinking about it, she felt that this was not right. An ordinary jailer could not see through her heart. Perhaps she was too nervous and had an illusion.

So, she turned around and comforted Mr. Chen, asking him to take the little girl away to facilitate her subsequent plans.

"Stay still..."

Mr. Chen picked up the child and walked away quickly. He didn't want to stay here for a moment.

He felt disgusted, but Rouran took it as fear and became more confident in his own judgment.

"If you take him out, I will go out too."

She looked at her daughter in Mr. Chen's arms and smiled. In the darkness, she felt a sense of clarity and brightness.

Next, all we have to do is wait.

When my daughter starts practicing, and her magic power activates the Mother-Child Divine Transfer Spell, then he will be able to escape and live a free life again.

"Poor little guy, born in such a dark place."

As soon as Mr. Chen came out of cell No. 1, he was surrounded by a crowd. Every pair of eyes fell on the baby girl, revealing a kind of pity.

Cai Rong was the one who most respected the three rules of survival. At this moment, he committed the sin of mercy and lost his former firmness.

Perhaps he is not heartless enough.

"She is lucky. Thanks to the help of the prison boss, she is still alive."

Da Fu was happy for the baby girl. Being taken out of the cell was like saving her life from the brink of death.

In the future, if they are fed multiple times, they will surely thrive.

"Give me a hug..."

Chang Sinlu was younger, and as he watched the baby girl's skin gradually stretch out, her little face was rosy and white and tender, he couldn't help but hold her in his arms, and liked her very much.

after.

Mr. Chen took care of the baby girl, changing her clothes and providing her with food. With Zhou Huang's experience, he was not at a loss.

"There is indeed a problem. She cannot practice. The curse she brought with her in the womb cannot be erased. As long as she sets out on the path of practice, she will be possessed by another body."

After everything was done, the baby girl fell into a deep sleep on the armchair.

Mr. Chen scanned it with his mind, but couldn't see anything at first. It was only after he scanned it carefully several times that he saw the problem.

It was pretty much as he thought. Rouran was a ruthless person. He cast spells and borrowed the power of blood in an attempt to escape.

The curse was brought from the mother's womb, and he couldn't erase it, but he determined the baby girl's future and didn't allow her to practice.

"Brother Chen, give her a name."

Chang Silu came around again, with light in his eyes. The baby girl's innate pure nature became the ultimate bright spot in the Black Abyss Prison, comforting his tortured Taoist heart.

"Call me Chen Lian."

Mr. Chen pondered.

"List?"

The girl from Rouran was surnamed Chen, which made Chang Siliu suspicious.

"Take my name and let her cut off ties with the past. The lotus grows out of mud but remains unstained."

Mr. Chen will keep all the secrets in his heart, so that the baby girl can live her life in peace, without resentment, and face the world with a smile.

Rouran is a prisoner in the Black Abyss Prison, but she is not Chen Lian’s mother.

"Okay, that's a good name."

Chang Silu clapped his hands in amazement, saying that Mr. Chen always made comfortable decisions on small matters.

He understands human nature, but does not regard it as evil. Instead, he uses it for good, which makes people's hearts bright and feel that there is justice in the world.

(End of this chapter)