Same day.

A dusty figure was traveling to and from the Black Abyss Prison. His goal was very clear, and he went straight to Area A11.

He came to cell number one and saw Rouran with an empty stomach. He felt anxious and searched around with his eyes but couldn't find the person who was talking.

"Looking for her?"

Chen Sheng appeared quietly with a small object in his arms. He recognized the young man as the captain of the Law Enforcement Hall, who was the one who imprisoned Rouran in the Black Abyss Prison.

"You brought her out."

Yuan Zifan said in surprise.

He thought he was a step too slow and the baby had already died, but suddenly there was a turn for the better, and he was filled with joy.

"I can't look at it coldly."

Mr. Chen’s reason was simple, he just couldn’t stand it, so he stepped in to intervene.

He is such a person. He can't be said to care about the people, but he will not hesitate to spare any effort within his ability.

"sharp."

Yuan Zifan exclaimed in admiration, he really felt that Chen Sheng was amazing. The Dark Blade Monk had already made it clear that Rouran was cold and ruthless when he sent her to prison.

Mr. Chen was able to ignore the danger, step into the cell, take the baby out, and remain unharmed.

Such people have great courage and ability.

"You are injured."

Chen Sheng also had a very good impression of Yuan Zifan. He was a strong monk from the Law Enforcement Hall who had seen many dangers, but he still adhered to justice and morality in his heart and had compassion for the weak.

The other party came over at this time, obviously to take care of the Rouran girl, and he didn't want such a little life to end up like this.

"It's nothing serious. I received the imperial order and went to capture the enemy. I was delayed for a while. If I hadn't been worried about him, the enemy wouldn't have been able to hurt me."

Yuan Zifan's expression was calm when he mentioned this matter. Even if the monks from the Law Enforcement Hall died in battle, it was not surprising. He was only slightly injured and it was not necessary to make a big fuss.

“Hehe…”

The well-behaved Chen Lian giggled. She could not feel the darkness of the Black Abyss Prison, but she could feel the kindness of the people around her. She felt at ease and comfortable.

"Do you feel a sharp pain in the Yutang acupoint at this moment?"

Mr. Chen poked Chen Lian's cheek while talking to Yuan Zifan about her injuries. As a top-notch second-level alchemist, he could tell what was going on immediately.

"Yes."

Yuan Zifan felt it and a look of surprise appeared on his face. The injuries on his body were exactly the same as what Chen Sheng described.

"If the icy sword energy intrudes into the body and is not eliminated, it will be uncomfortable and detrimental to cultivation."

Mr. Chen explained the cause of the disease. As for the solution, he looked at the spiritual herbs under the window and said, "Eat a leaf of Shengyang grass and it will be cured."

As he spoke, he plucked a leaf from the Shengyang grass and held it in his hand. It was like golden paper shining, full of vitality inside, and it was in excellent condition.

"One leaf is enough?"

Yuan Zifan was shocked again. What Chen Sheng said was absolutely right. Just like what he had seen with his own eyes, he was indeed injured by the enemy's icy sword energy.

After taking the leaf of Shengyang grass, he looked left and right, with strange thoughts coming out of his mind.

It's so easy.

For injuries like this, ordinary healing pills are of no use. One has to find an alchemist to specifically treat the injury, which is time-consuming and laborious.

Mr. Chen took a leaf of Shengyang grass and wanted to cure the disease, which was beyond his common sense.

"It's not that difficult. It's just some simple knowledge of alchemy."

Mr. Chen said casually.

Yuan Zifan's injuries made other alchemists feel that he would indeed need to use up some energy, but since he was a few years older and had learned more, it was simple for him.

“Is that so?”

Yuan Zifan took a look at the Shengyangcao and without much hesitation, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it directly.

There were no excessive thrilling changes. He only felt that the tingling sensation on the Yutang acupoint disappeared.

"It seems to be better."

When he said this, he felt like he was in a dream. It was easy to say and easy to solve, but he always felt that it shouldn't be so easy.

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

There was such a certainty in Chen Sheng's words that Yuan Zifan couldn't help but believe it.

After this incident, the two became much more familiar with each other, talked freely and had a great time.

Mr. Chen admired Yuan Zifan's firmness. When dealing with matters of punishment, he never deviated from the principles in his heart and adhered to the principles of fairness and justice. He remained true to his character even after being seriously injured several times.

Yuan Zifan respected Chen Sheng's experience and sometimes felt that the person sitting opposite him was not a young man but an old man who had experienced many hardships. There was a huge difference in their thinking levels.

At the beginning, the two of them talked back and forth, and later it was Mr. Chen who did most of the talking, while he, like a junior, just listened quietly.

"You have been traveling in the border areas for a long time. If you have heard any news about Master Jun'an, please come over and tell me."

Mr. Chen mentioned casually that Pu Yushan had said that part of the sword-cultivation method of Yunjian Peak was taken by Master Jun'an.

He was very interested in this secret art, so he asked Yuan Zifan to inquire about it and find time to visit it later.

“This is easy.”

Yuan Zifan agreed immediately.

…

In the Black Abyss Prison, it was no longer quiet. There were babbling sounds, tender and clear, breaking the dead silence.

Mr. Chen was in a good mood and smiled more often. He mainly took care of the little guy and sometimes paid attention to Taoist Dapeng. He ignored Pu Yushan.

These days are quite comfortable.

Block A11, cell number 3.

The prisoner was a middle-aged man with a body as strong as a tiger and a fierce face. Seeing Chen Sheng laughing and talking happily, he couldn't help but become irritated.

"You, the prison boss, are a bit arrogant."

Ever since Da Chensheng came, Wang Gang felt that the atmosphere in the Black Abyss Prison was getting worse and worse.

Those jailers seemed to have become a little braver. Although they still kept a respectful distance, they no longer had that awe and fear.

Taoist Dapeng and Pu Yushan's forced actions made the prisoners feel resentful and secretly despised them.

Now, Mr. Chen is actually in the Black Abyss Prison, raising a cub and living a comfortable life in his old age.

He couldn't bear it any longer.

This trend should be changed back.

"What's going on? Something's happened for no reason."

Mr. Chen really lacked respect for the prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison. He came to cell number three, looked at Wang Gang, and was very calm.

"I heard you were born with supernatural powers? I want to test your abilities."

Wang Gang shook his body, and ripples appeared in the void. The evil spirit in the darkness became three times stronger, as if a ferocious beast was imprisoned in a cage.

"A cultivator who takes the path of becoming a saint through the physical body."

Mr. Chen felt a kind of power, strong and brutal, no different from that of Taoist Dapeng and others, only more powerful.

This is not a cultivator who practices Qi cultivation, but one who practices body cultivation. Although his magic power has been sealed, his strength has not been weakened to the lowest point, and he still has some combat power.

"You're scared."

Wang Gang's muscles and bones made his body look broad, like a giant, overlooking Chen Sheng.

He still has some fighting power left. If Mr. Chen dares to come in, he will be torn into pieces like a piece of paper.

"There is no reason for me to put myself in danger for no reason."

Mr. Chen wanted to laugh. Wang Gang's body was strong, but his magic power was sealed. He had no chance of winning against him.

He enjoyed interacting with such people, who were conceited and stupid, but had real muscles in their brains and could easily get something out of them.

"You don't treat them like this."

Wang Gang frowned, feeling that something was not quite right, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Ultimately, he attributed it to being treated differently.

"Your body is stronger than theirs."

Mr. Chen explained the facts, although in his opinion, there was not much difference.

"That's natural."

"So, I'm risking my life to gamble with you, so I have to add some spice to it."

After going around in circles, we are back to the original question, but Mr. Chen believes that Wang Gang will accept it this time.

“You bastard…”

Wang Gang wanted to refute, but the logic was fine. If he wanted to highlight his superiority, he had to be different from ordinary people. He said, "I'll tell you a place. It's a cave of a predecessor that I have explored half of."

This was the foundation for his comeback, but he knew that he probably could not escape from the Black Abyss Prison, so there was not much point in keeping it.

"good."

Mr. Chen was a straightforward man. When he saw Wang Gang agreed, he took action without hesitation.

“Crack…”

The sound of the door unlocking was heard, and he walked in. The light in the cell was dim, almost dark. Wang Gang stood there, like a giant, or a ferocious beast, exuding a murderous aura.

He had faced this kind of situation many times before and felt very familiar with it, so he faced it calmly.

"People die for money and birds die for food."

Wang Gang's eyes were teasing. Entering the cell was like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. The things that were promised before were more like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, all false.

"Make some money."

Mr. Chen did not have this awareness. He looked humble and seemed to be accepting it with an open mind.

During the past eight years, he had obtained many valuable things from the Black Abyss Prison. He was not at all disgusted by the prisoners who kept coming one after another to sacrifice themselves for his country. He only hoped that they could keep their original intentions and keep working hard.

"boom"

Wang Gang sneered. He could not wake up a greedy person, so he could only use his fists to make him realize his mistake.

He made a slight move and there was an explosion in the void. The pure force blew up the air and the chains were pulled up as light as if they were nothing.

A ferocious power, like sticky blood, spread out in all directions, and anyone who came into contact with it felt dark and nauseous.

The most terrifying thing was that fist, as strong as diamond, struck Chen Sheng's spine with great speed, fierceness and ferocity.

Wang Gang threw a punch and his mind was clear. He believed that no one could withstand this punch, especially a jailer.

Then……

His wish was dashed.

"Bang"

A hand as soft as a cat's paw gently caught the heavy fist, and with a slight press, the terrifying force was completely dissipated.

"A cultivator in a state of extreme physical training is truly powerful."

Chen Sheng's rational analysis showed that Wang Gang's offensive power was stronger than Pu Yushan and others. His physical body was so powerful that he could crack the skull of a tiger or leopard with one punch.

Of course, it wouldn't have much effect against him who was in his peak state. At most, he could show off his power among the prisoners.

"Is this a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm?!"

Wang Gang's attack failed, and he was shocked and began to doubt his life.

He was imprisoned and his magic power did not increase, but he felt that his body had become stronger in the harsh environment.

However, the result of the fight left him confused.

"I was born with supernatural powers, how can it be false?"

Mr. Chen said the same thing, no one was suspicious at the beginning, but later on, as inertial thinking was formed, no one would doubt it anymore.

"Okay, okay, it's been a while since I've had a good fight."

Wang Gang believed it, and a fire started burning in his eyes. He was ready to take action. All his personal grudges against Chen Sheng faded away and he turned into a passionate fight.

He hadn't fought for a long time, and the close combat, the feeling of punching flesh and breaking bones with knuckles was exciting.

“Boom…”

There was a big commotion in cell number three. The force was like an arrow piercing through the void. The obscure fluctuations of blood and energy shook all directions. The sound of fists colliding was like a fierce collision of heavy bronze weapons.

In a small space, two figures were entangled, and it felt like a fight between a dragon and a snake.

"This kid, turns out to be so difficult to deal with."

Pu Yushan in cell No. 8 was trembling with fear when he saw this scene. He was not a cultivator who practiced physical cultivation, so he would definitely have to lie down for a while after being hit like this.

Thinking about the sword-cultivation method that was revealed, which Chen Sheng had not yet succeeded in, and would have to deal with in the future, he could not help but feel a dull pain in his bones.

"Fighting with a physical training expert? Fortunately, I didn't force myself."

Taoist Dapeng thought of his first duel with Chen Sheng, which was also Chen Sheng’s first battle in the Black Abyss Prison. The words “I was born with supernatural powers” ​​still echo in his mind.

Fortunately, he knew the situation at that time and did not force it. If he had really pissed this guy off, he would have suffered.

“I can learn a lot.”

In the center of the battle, Chen Sheng patiently fought with Wang Gang and learned the fighting methods of the body-refining cultivators.

This is a very domineering method, refining the body as a treasure, going to extremes, similar to the path of the supremacy of swordsmanship.

"roar"

Wang Gang became furious after failing to capture Chen Sheng repeatedly. The anger in his heart fell into his sea of ​​consciousness, and a stream of blood rushed out of his body, like a demon god capturing dragons and snakes.

He put his hands together and struck down, and the air was filled with a sound like a drum, which was whistling and extremely terrifying.

"Get Down"

Chen Sheng was not afraid at all, and he felt that it was almost time. He stepped on the ground, and streams of magical power flowed through his body, as if his body had opened some secret treasure, covered with a faint golden light.

He straightened his body with his head held high, like a dragon emerging from the abyss. He grasped with his five fingers, clenched his palms, and struck Wang Gang with thunder as if surrounded by it.

"Bang"

Wang Gang felt as if he was struck by lightning. All his energy disappeared. He spun around on the ground for a few times, but he still managed to hold on.

He was extremely ferocious and fearless. He moved his feet and staggered forward like a mountain.

The next moment.

Mr. Chen stretched out a finger and touched Wang Gang's body. The other party fell to the ground like a deflated balloon, gasping for breath, unable to do anything else.

"Secret location?"

He said calmly.

"Cang'an Country, Weinan Mountain."

Every inch of Wang Gang's flesh and blood was soft, and his skeleton seemed to be shattered. He was in great pain, and felt horrified and powerless about Chen Sheng's innate strength.

He weakly said a place name, then buried his head on the ground, looking as if he had no face to face anyone.

Mr. Chen did not have the habit of laughing at the prisoners. He walked out of the cell and locked the door. Nothing had changed, and it was as if nothing had happened.

"Nothing wrong."

Da Fu's face was full of concern. Wang Gang's punch was as powerful as thunder, which made his heart pounding.

"You know, I'm never afraid of these prisoners, so I'm fine."

Mr. Chen waved his hands as usual, looked at Dafu and the prison guards who had surrounded them, and reassured everyone.

“Too brutal.”

Cai Rong sighed.

The prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison are very cruel, but the prison boss of their Area A11 is equally cruel.

The only one who can play with a strong man is a strong man.

“Only the strong can defeat the darkness and are not afraid of it.”

Chang Silu had some kind of realization in his heart. He looked at the Black Abyss Prison and felt it was deep and dark. However, he was still in the category of a weak person. His mind and will were suppressed and he could not act recklessly.

If one day he could walk in the darkness without any problem, it would prove that he was a strong man.

“I felt like I was witnessing something.”

Wang Xian has recently been collecting information on the jailers of the Black Abyss Prison. Looking back over the past five hundred years, there has never been anyone as tough as Chen Sheng.

“Hehe…”

Only Chen Lian was there, smiling brightly, grabbing with both hands, asking for a hug.

At this moment, she was the happiest person in the entire Black Abyss Prison.

(End of this chapter)