Another seven years.

At that time, Chen Sheng had been in the Black Abyss Prison for twenty-two years. He was not unfamiliar with this area and had silently left his own traces.

He is not ostentatious, but some things cannot be hidden, like a sharp cone hidden in the skin, which will eventually come out.

The name of Chen Qingdi is quite famous in the Black Abyss Prison, and Yang Huayue has contributed to this.

He got the secrets of the prisoners from Chen Sheng and managed the Ninth Team very well, making it particularly noticeable among the Dark Blades.

This good news made Chen Sheng suddenly very popular, and the captains of other teams all wanted to get to know him.

Mr. Chen was not very enthusiastic about this. He just focused on District A11, guarding his own one-third acre of land and living a good life.

What he has done most in recent years is to digest Xiao Jian's inheritance and turn the knowledge in the bronze scroll into his own knowledge.

Because it involves the third level of alchemy, he is not at that level yet and has to memorize many things by force, but he thinks it will come in handy one day.

Apart from him, the personnel in Area A11 remained the same as before.

Dafu's medicine garden was well built. Chen Sheng took out the spiritual soil from Xiao Jian's villa, which made the other party happy for several days and nights. He put a lot of effort into it and didn't want to let this kindness down.

Cai Rong and Wang Xian are still the same. One is a role model for jailers, strictly abiding by the three survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison and living safely; the other is an intelligence collector, and he never gets tired of it. Much of Chen Sheng's information was obtained from the other.

"well……"

Chen Lian is fourteen years old this year and has grown into a beautiful young lady. Just thinking of her, Mr. Chen couldn't help but sigh.

As he grew older, the word "cultivation" became a topic that could not be avoided. Chen Lian asked him about it many times, and although he always interrupted her, he still had to face it in the end.

"You are worried? But you need me to go."

Yang Huayue walked over with a dignified demeanor. With the clues to the secret realm provided by Chen Sheng, his cultivation level gradually improved, his soldiers and horses were strong, and he was in high spirits.

Because of this, he and Mr. Chen became friends, and any troublesome matters could be handled well by him.

"Chen Lian's matter."

Mr. Chen shook his head. If he entrusted the matter of enemies to Yang Huayue, they could be dealt with cleanly. However, this kind of personnel disputes involved a lot of complications and could not be resolved by outsiders.

"It's hard to manage children when they grow up."

Yang Huayue smiled bitterly. There was really nothing he could do about this matter. Chen Lian's affairs could be handled by Chen Sheng alone.

The identity of this person alone is problematic. She is a daughter of the Rouran people and is easily criticized and suspected, which is naturally a point of contradiction.

"It's a headache."

Mr. Chen was not afraid of the dangers of the outsiders. Chen Lian's origin was easy to solve. The most troublesome thing was the mother-child transfer spell, which directly determined Chen Lian's life.

Being in an immortal sect but not being allowed to practice cultivation, he felt it was cruel if he put himself in their shoes.

"I can't help you with this."

Yang Huayue said a few more words, then took out a storage bag from his body and said, "This is your share."

A few days ago, Chen Sheng extracted a clue about a secret realm from a prisoner. He led a team there and after a hard battle, he returned with a full load.

The storage bag contains cultivation resources, which have increased from 13% in the past to 17%, which shows the importance attached to Chen Sheng's stable channel.

"good."

Mr. Chen accepted it without even looking at it. Over the years, the two of them had built up trust in this regard.

"But are there any clues to the secret place?"

After dealing with this incident, Yang Huayue mentioned the news about the clues to the secret realm. Chen Sheng’s suppression of the prisoners was very powerful. After a period of time, he would accumulate one or two secret realms.

"Not at the moment."

Mr. Chen shook his head. In order to deal with Chen Lian's enthusiasm for spiritual practice, he had been in constant trouble. He didn't have the energy to attack the prisoners.

“No hurry.”

Hearing this, Yang Huayue was not disappointed, but instead felt a little happy. Since there was no movement from Chen Sheng's side, he could lead the team to recuperate for a while.

After Yang Huayue left.

Mr. Chen stretched his body and came to the window sill. Not much had changed here. There was an armchair, a cushion, a white wild grass, and a yang grass.

The two spiritual herbs grew very well. The spiritual soil in the teacup had been replaced with another kind, which was obtained from Xiao Jian's villa. It contained abundant spiritual energy and was extremely suitable for the growth of spiritual herbs.

He looked at Bai Yecao, but his eyes were indifferent. He was thinking about other things in his mind, the third-level alchemy knowledge in the bronze scroll. However, he was not focused enough, and let other things clutter his mind, sometimes turning into pure daze.

"Brother Chen..."

A voice full of respect suddenly sounded.

The man who came was always thinking, and his energy and spirit became extremely vigorous. Standing in the Black Abyss Prison, he no longer had the caution and timidity of the past. He was like an opened sharp blade, glowing on both sides, and extremely sharp.

"You, boy, have really been tempered in the Law Enforcement Hall."

Chen Sheng saw that Chang Silu's aura was strong and ferocious, and already had the terrifying aura of a monk from the Law Enforcement Hall.

He enforces the law, has justice in his heart, and has a rare courage in his words.

"I have been honing my skills by killing enemies, and my cultivation of Taibai Xijing has improved by leaps and bounds. I have already reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining."

Chang Silu thought back on the past fourteen years and felt that he had been extremely lucky. In the first seven years, he was fortunate to have Mr. Chen teach him and lay a solid foundation. In the next seven years, he entered the Law Enforcement Hall and accumulated a lot of experience. He finally reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining Realm and had the possibility of building a foundation.

"You're too impatient. You've lost a lot of vitality. It's better to slow down."

Chen Sheng was an expert in alchemy. He saw the problem with Chang Silu and thought that he was too hasty in practicing Taibai Xijing.

This practice is extremely fierce and can cause harm to others, so you must take some health-preserving medicine and proceed slowly.

Being impatient or forcing yourself to practice will hurt your body and life, and cause damage to the source of life.

"Enforcing the law is extremely dangerous. Sometimes you will die if you don't fight hard."

Chang Silv's tone was very light, but the jobs he did involved facing extremely vicious thieves. He must have faced life and death several times, which gave him a calm temperament.

"Yuan Zifan will not assign you a life-threatening task."

Mr. Chen had told Yuan Zifan that he could hone his thinking, but not too much, lest he break directly.

Logically speaking, Yuan Zifan would not make mistakes in such matters.

"I know that Brother Chen treats me very well, but since I have chosen this path, I cannot be timid. Instead, I must face it bravely and dare to take risks."

Chang Siliu looked at Mr. Chen with eyes filled with respect and trust, as if he was facing an elder.

Chen Sheng did what an elder would do. He helped him walk out of the Black Abyss Prison and transferred him to the Law Enforcement Hall as a small jailer, and joined Yuan Zifan's army.

Ordinary people cannot have this kind of opportunity without the help of a noble person.

He didn't want to waste this opportunity, nor did he want to disappoint Mr. Chen. Since entering the Law Enforcement Hall, he has always been strict with himself.

He never said these words to Mr. Chen, but he did it bravely.

"You are strong-willed and clear-minded. There is nothing I can do for you."

Mr. Chen said with relief.

Chang Silu at this time has changed a lot compared to when he first entered the Black Abyss Prison. He has become decisive and brave, with a bright light in his eyes. He dares to take action to expose and eliminate the darkness in the world.

"With Brother Chen's support, I feel at ease."

Chang Silu smiled and was very happy. Chen Sheng's existence gave him a lot of confidence. No matter whether he was around or not, as long as he supported him, he would feel light-hearted and not too heavy-hearted.

"There will be no problem with your foundation building."

Mr. Chen looked at Chang Silu's spirit and energy, which was perfect and flawless. Although his vital energy had been damaged, it did not hinder his foundation building, and he would be able to make further progress.

The matter of cultivation was heard by another person. She moved her mouth and said in a very clear voice, "Brother Xiao Chang's cultivation is already so strong."

This is a young girl, born beautiful, yet young and innocent. She is wearing a pink dress, like a blooming lotus.

It is totally out of tune with the environment of the Black Abyss Prison, and is like a person who has emerged from the mud without being stained.

"Little Chen Lian..., no... not little anymore, you are already an adult."

When Chang Silu left the Black Abyss Prison, Chen Lian was seven years old. The two got along very well. After that, he entered the Law Enforcement Palace. He was busy with work and rarely came back. When he saw Chen Lian again, he felt a sense of how time had changed.

"Yeah, but Uncle Chen always treats me like a child and tricks me."

Chen Lian exhaled, as if sighing, and her eyes fell on Chen Sheng, as if they could speak, with a hint of accusation.

"How could that be? This is a misunderstanding. Brother Chen treats you the best."

Chang Silu knew at a glance that a conflict had arisen between Chen Lian and Chen Sheng. He smiled bitterly and tried to smooth things over by saying something nice.

"Of course, Uncle Chen is the best to me."

Chen Lian was a little emotional, but she didn't blame Chen Shengsheng because she had always been close to him. But when she thought of that incident, she couldn't help but complain and said, "He didn't let me practice."

She really couldn't understand it. This matter was very simple and could be solved by just one thought from Mr. Chen. However, a conflict had arisen because of it. She felt quite baffled.

"Wait a little longer."

Chen Sheng felt very miserable, as there was no solution to the mother-child soul transfer spell that Chen Lian had brought with her since birth. Setting out on the path of spiritual practice was tantamount to suicide.

Tell the truth? That's too cruel.

His biological mother was heartless, his origin was humble, he had no hope of becoming an immortal, and even his birth was a mistake.

For a romantic girl, these were enough to shatter her clear mind into pieces.

So, it can’t be said.

"Brother Xiao Chang, please judge for yourself. Are you just trying to coax a child?"

Chen Lian was unaware of the heavy weight of this and was entangled in the matter of cultivation. She counted on her fingers the number of times Chen Sheng had been perfunctory in his responses and spoke louder and louder.

"This...I have something to do. I have to leave first."

Chang Silu lowered his head, looked at the shoe surface, then raised his head again with a look of sudden realization, and ran away without stopping.

This matter is a bit tricky, so let's leave it to Mr. Chen to solve.

"Uncle Chen, you are too overbearing in this matter."

Chen Lian looked at Chang Silu who ran away, and then thought of Dafu and others. They were all embarrassed to teach her the method of cultivation in private because of Chen Sheng's face.

All of these were done with just one word from Mr. Chen, and it was effortless at all.

"Is it okay not to practice? The immortal way is not as good as you think."

There was a hint of powerlessness in Chen Sheng's voice. After more than three hundred years, he had already understood that even if he was immortal, not everything would go his way.

Just like Chen Lian’s problem, he had no way to solve it.

"No, I want to practice."

Chen Lian insisted.

"Wait a little longer."

Mr. Chen said the same thing. Compared to complaining, he didn't want Chen Lian to know the darkness in her body, so he wanted to delay it as long as possible.

"You've been dragging it out for so long, and you've been lying to me, I..."

Chen Lian also realized that Mr. Chen was procrastinating, but she didn't know the reason. She was just angry, stamped her feet, and left without looking back.

She was protesting silently.

"well……"

In response, Mr. Chen sighed and remained silent.

He went back to the window sill. The light was brilliant. White wild grass and safflower were blooming luxuriantly, with branches sprouting from the tops, which were very beautiful.

The scene was beautiful, but he had no leisure time. He lay on the armchair, rocking twice, still feeling a little annoyed. He stood up, walked out of Area A11, and came to the outside of the Black Abyss Prison.

After walking around the Black Abyss Prison for a while, he saw a medicine garden next to the wall. It was not large and rather small, but the spiritual herbs in it grew very well and it was obvious that they were carefully cultivated.

In the medicine garden, there was a fat figure. He moved nimbly, as lightly as a tiger, afraid of stepping on the grass roots.

"Grow up quickly..."

Da Fu was holding a small pot in his hand, which was filled with spiritual liquid. It was very precious. He was very careful and did not dare to waste it. He poured it little by little on the roots of the spiritual grass.

While watering, he also carefully observed the condition of the spiritual herbs, comparing it with the previous two days to see whether they were growing better or wilting, so as to accumulate experience and avoid making mistakes.

"You are the happiest person in the entire Black Abyss Prison."

This scene made Chen Sheng very envious. Dafu lived the life he wanted. He liked flowers and plants, and specially built a medicinal garden to grow magical herbs.

Even harvesting and selling the spiritual herbs in the medicine garden is a better way to grow better spiritual herbs.

This kind of mentality and persistence has surpassed many people.

"This is...something's on my mind."

Da Fu turned around and saw Chen Sheng’s figure, a smile appeared on his face.

Maybe it was because of his age, he was very sharp in capturing emotions and could tell immediately that Mr. Chen was not in a good mood.

"Um."

Mr. Chen's mood was in turmoil and he had a lot to say, but when it came to his lips, it finally turned into just one word.

"Can you tell me?"

Da Fu noticed something and walked with Chen Sheng. They found a corner and squatted down to talk.

"cannot."

Mr. Chen leaned against the wall behind him, looking at the sky, somewhat silent. Chen Lian's background and secrets were not good, so he should bear all this darkness alone.

"No wonder."

Da Fu nodded in understanding. The real suffering is to be unable to express one's pain in words. The suffering that can be expressed in words means it is still within the person's tolerance range.

(End of this chapter)