The Black Abyss Prison is deep and gloomy, and at this moment there is a sense of undercurrent. Every prisoner imprisoned there is suspected of taking action, and one must be on guard against them.

Mr. Chen was in a very calm mood, his spirit was high and low, like the sky over Area A11, looking down and seeing through people's hearts. On the outside, he just did what he was supposed to do and seemed to be at peace.

"Is Chen Lian's matter really irreconcilable?"

In Area A11, everyone knew that Chen Lian had come into conflict with Chen Sheng over the issue of cultivation, and it had just erupted. Although it was not hysterical, there had been some twists and turns after all.

Da Fu couldn't help but speak up, and privately discussed Chen Lian's practice with Chen Sheng again.

"There is absolutely no turning back on this matter."

Mr. Chen shook his head, did not explain, and remained silent.

"Why is this child's fate so unfortunate?"

Dafu understood that this matter could not be changed. Thinking of Chen Lian's fate, he could not help but curse: "Damn Rouran..."

He understood Chen Sheng well, and would definitely not hinder Chen Lian from embarking on the path of cultivation without any reason.

Although he didn't know the reason, he had a vague intuition that the root of this matter lay with Rouran.

From the first day she came in, this woman was quite different from the prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison. She had a deep and terrifying aura.

"I am here in the Black Abyss Prison. You don't have to worry too much. Just do what you want."

Mr. Chen was responsible for many things. For example, in Area A11, the malice of the prisoners towards the jailers was suppressed by him.

Under his care, Dafu and others are living well and smiling more often.

"Then... you said you would teach me about the Dao of Alchemy."

Da Fu could sense that Mr. Chen was unwilling to talk more about Chen Lian's spiritual practice, so he went around in circles and continued the unfinished topic.

At that time, he and Chen Sheng were leaning against the wall of the Black Abyss Prison. Chen Sheng suddenly realized something and left in a hurry without imparting any knowledge related to alchemy.

“This is easy.”

Mr. Chen responded and placed his hand on Dafu's forehead.

“Buzz…”

A method of controlling fire and the pharmacology and properties of Qi Condensing Pills appeared clearly in Dafu's mind.

The fire-controlling method he taught was not very advanced. The profound and mysterious Eight Methods of Fire Control was not suitable for Dafu as it consumed too much time and energy.

Dafu's potential in alchemy is not profound. Throughout his life, he cannot reach the second-level realm and can only be an ordinary first-level alchemist.

"If I learn it, I can make pills?"

Dafu didn't care about the low upper limit. He just felt that for a jailer, it was already a very remarkable thing for him to be able to come into contact with the way of alchemy and climb up.

He took the knowledge of alchemy taught by Chen Sheng very seriously, but when he came into contact with the pharmacology of Qi Condensing Pill, his brows furrowed slightly, looking a little weird.

"But simple?"

Mr. Chen seemed to be able to see Dafu's thoughts and said easily.

“It looks a bit simple.”

Da Fu said with a strange look on his face.

Of course, refining the Qi Condensation Pill was still very difficult for him, but the difficulty was not as difficult as he had imagined.

It's like a dwarf meeting a giant. There is no such depth and vastness that is difficult to reach in a lifetime, but as long as you work hard, you can climb to the first level of the alchemy realm.

“It’s not difficult.”

Mr. Chen spoke lightly and did not tell Dafu the mystery of it. The reason why others find it difficult to refine the elixir is that some teachers like to hide their skills, which naturally slows down the progress.

Most of the time, teachers give their all but are limited by their own knowledge and are unable to express the mysteries. It is rare to find someone like Mr. Chen who has such a profound understanding and does not keep it to himself.

For someone like Da Fu, other than Chen Sheng, any other alchemist would probably just say "there's no hope" and not teach him at all.

…

The jailers and prisoners in Area A11 receive completely different treatments and feelings.

They couldn't stand Mr. Chen. After he came, their living environment became worse. They were always thinking about overthrowing him.

"You hate that jailer so much, and now your chance has come."

Master Jun'an and Mr. Chen had a grudge against each other. They were originally living freely outside, but because of the other party's nagging, they were imprisoned and unable to exercise their freedom.

He even gave away the inheritance of Yunjian Peak that he had obtained with great effort, demonstrating what it means to make wedding dresses for others.

So, to say that I don’t hate you is a lie.

But this revenge still requires some strategy. After all, the fact that Chen Sheng was able to snatch the sword-raising method from him shows how terrible his scheming and means are.

He encouraged Pu Yushan to take action. As the true inheritor of Yunjian Peak, his hatred for Chen Sheng was no less than his.

"Don't you hate it?!"

Pu Yushan glanced at Master Jun'an with an indifferent look in his eyes, but also a hint of understanding.

The two had been fighting for seven years since they met, and he had been cheated before, so he knew the character of his enemy very well.

I just want him to go out and wade in the water to test Mr. Chen.

"I am shallow in strategy and incapable of calculation."

Master Jun'an was flexible and belittled himself, hoping to make Pu Yushan feel psychologically inflated and fall into the trap to test Chen Sheng.

Unexpectedly, Pu Yushan followed up the conversation and said, "You are insidious and cunning, you are ruthless and calculating, and now you are telling me that your strategy is shallow, which is as ridiculous as that prostitute talking about her innocent body."

He spoke freely and fluently, pouring out all his resentment towards Master Jun'an.

"You bastard!"

Master Jun'an was stunned, his face turned pale and then blue, and finally he started cursing.

He already knew that his plan had been seen through, and he didn't gain anything. He was just ridiculed for no reason, and he was filled with resentment.

"You jailer, come and see me, I can help you get rid of your troubles."

There was a lot of noise in cells 8 and 9, but it was cell number 7 next door that was the first to make any movement.

He was a middle-aged man with a strong body and light in his eyes. He was like a big cat, full of blood and energy, without any sign of cowardice.

He sent the message to Mr. Chen, with a hint of arrogance and a look of complete confidence.

"You come out to stir up trouble at this time, you have no sense at all."

Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows. Just as Ye Ming said, the prisoners in Area A11 wanted to use Chen Lian as a breakthrough point to attack him.

He was a little angry and was not afraid of provocation. The only thing he did was to involve Chen Lianlai. These prisoners would have stepped into a minefield.

"The scouts are here..."

Master Jun'an stopped arguing, stood aside, and watched, waiting for his cellmate to perform.

"Idiot, do you really think you can see through his mind right away?"

Pu Yushan hated Chen Sheng very much. After many twists and turns, the inheritance of Yunjian Peak fell into the hands of an outsider.

Despite this, he was still a little cautious, because Mr. Chen's methods and schemes were not that simple.

"They have raised a child from childhood to adulthood, and they have no grudges against each other. Even if they don't spoil each other, they at least care about each other. If they don't allow Chen Lian to practice, it must be because there is something wrong with Chen Lian's body."

Zhuang Jing had no sense of adventure and was even somewhat confident. He made an analysis from Chen Sheng's perspective. Although the general direction was wrong, his idea of ​​applying his own thinking to others was correct.

"What can I teach you?"

Mr. Chen stood in front of cell number seven, his eyes slightly cold. The prisoner used the matter of Chen Lian to confuse people, and he would not let him off.

"Is Chen Lian feeling unwell?"

Zhuang Jing finished speaking and secretly observed Chen Sheng's emotions. Seeing that he was calm and had not tricked him into giving him any information, he said, "I have a recipe for a pill that can replenish one's innate strength with acquired strength."

This is his ceremonial weapon. As long as Chen Lian is truly healthy, he will surely be able to make Chen Sheng surrender.

"Acquired to make up for the innate? You are a cultivator, so you know the importance of this, it is not a simple matter."

Chen Sheng treated Zhuang Jing's test calmly, but when he heard about the pill recipe, he became interested.

No matter whether it is a panacea or common herbs, they are all used to replenish acquired vital energy. For example, a baby who was injured in the womb will be weak and sickly since childhood, and no matter how much tonic it receives, there will still be defects.

There are only a few great medicines that can replenish the innate vitality, but all of them are extremely precious.

"You are a connoisseur of goods, so I don't need to waste my breath on you."

Zhuang Jing looked a little proud, because he saw that Chen Sheng had a solid foundation in teaching the Great Fortune Alchemy, so he started talking to him.

If you meet someone who doesn't know what's going on and talks at cross purposes, then it will be meaningless.

"What conditions?"

Mr. Chen was not in a hurry. Zhuang Jing was in the Black Abyss Prison and could not escape. He would be controlled by him sooner or later. He spoke in a light tone and made flattering remarks.

"Send me out of the Black Abyss Prison."

Zhuang Jingshi opened his mouth loudly. He was bored of staying in this damn place. He felt like a wild beast locked in a cage, the only one left alive. It was extremely boring.

"You're really bold."

Mr. Chen was so angry that he almost laughed. All the prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison deserved to die. They were imprisoned by the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, so they must have died a thorough death.

In this case, wanting to get out alive is wishful thinking.

"I have the leverage over you, so it's worth this price."

Zhuang Jing thought he had planned everything out. Now that Chen Sheng was in his hands, he was not in a hurry. He tested the bottom line little by little, trying to get the greatest convenience.

"What made you misunderstand? Chen Lian is not well."

Suddenly, there was a sound of extreme majesty.

Mr. Chen no longer spoke gently, but revealed his strong side. His eyes were like two sharp swords, stabbing at him with incredible sharpness.

He pretended to say a few words to Zhuang Jing, but the other party thought he could manipulate him at will, so he stopped hiding it.

"she……"

Zhuang Jing's heart was shocked, and the clear logic in his mind became confused. He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't find a suitable entry point.

"Random guesses and random attempts will lead to trouble."

As he spoke, Chen Sheng locked the door and walked into cell number seven. His aggressive aura and the deep aura of the Black Abyss Prison were all suppressed.

"Don't hide anything..."

Zhuang Jing was frightened for a moment, but thought that Chen Sheng was deliberately covering up, so he shouted and tried to find a chance to turn the tables.

"Bang"

What responded to him was the Vajra-Formless Dharma.

This close combat method has been used to beat many prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison. It is extremely powerful and its momentum is like a hurricane that crushes dust and dirt and can hit anywhere.

Zhuang Jing was shrouded in it, his body like a willow in the wind. Although his feet were on the ground, he had no foundation to stand on. He was almost pried up by fists and feet and beaten severely.

Every day feels like a year.

It really feels like a year in a day.

It felt like every bone was broken, and strands of strength penetrated through the flesh and blood, shaking the internal organs, or flowed up along the spine to the Tianling acupoint, almost causing the brain juice to rush out.

"puff……"

Only when Chen Sheng stopped did Zhuang Jing feel a little alive, but his appearance was extremely miserable.

He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and wanted to vomit again, but nothing came out and he just felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Give me the recipe."

Mr. Chen said calmly.

He already had his own ideas on how to deal with the prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison. He had to suppress them in every way, torturing them like training a dog, in order to get what he wanted.

Pity and the desire for them to come to their senses are all unrealistic.

"Isn't it useless?"

Zhuang Jing felt a glimmer of hope. As long as Chen Sheng was cautious and prudent, he still had a chance to turn the tables.

"I also have a soul-binding hand."

Mr. Chen still has a bottom line. He is not as ruthless as Ye Ming who directly sucks out the soul.

There are also disadvantages to doing this. First, your soul will be broken and you may not get anything, or only get half.

On the other hand, it was too wasteful to waste the prisoners. Even if they were scum, it would not be easy to kill them directly since they were kept in the Black Abyss Prison.

"for you……"

Zhuang Jing didn’t know the magical effect of the Soul-Binding Hand, but when he heard the name of this technique, he knew it was a means of interfering with the soul.

He was shocked and didn't dare to resist. His soul was passive and it was definitely worse than death.

Afterwards, Mr. Chen took the recipe and left.

"How dare you use a pill recipe that was taken by force? If I change a single spiritual herb at will, I can kill you."

Looking at Chen Sheng's back, Zhuang Jing smiled sinisterly, with blood oozing out from the corners of his mouth, making him look like an evil ghost.

He did have a recipe for a pill that could strengthen one's innate vitality. It was passed down from his ancestors, and with it, each generation would reach the foundation-building stage, continuing the lineage for a thousand years.

If it weren't for the large number of spiritual herbs needed and the fact that he couldn't afford them, his lineage would have been prominent long ago.

"The recipe for the 100-year-old longevity pill..."

Under the window, Chen Sheng was lying on the armchair, with a pill recipe floating in his mind. He glanced at it and felt that it was extremely profound and mysterious.

If he were to do it, it would be possible to supplement the innate with the acquired, but it would require a lot of effort, and at least rare and powerful medicines would be absolutely indispensable.

The recipe for the Hundred Longevity Pill, however, does not have such restrictions. Although the number of spiritual herbs required is large, it is still within a controllable level.

This is the difference in status and vision. Chen Sheng used to be the elder of the medicine house. He could squander the spiritual herb resources of the outer sect of the immortal sect at will, which was something that Zhuang Jing could not imagine at all.

As for the one or two mistakes on the Baishou Pill, in his view, they were as clearly visible as stains on a white paper.

If it were a book on magic, he might have to think it over carefully, or ask the original owner directly, but when it comes to matters related to alchemy, he rarely needs to seek other people's opinions.

He started from the overall perspective, looked at the big picture of the recipe for the Hundred Years of Longevity Pill, and quickly filled in the one or two missing parts.

Like a scholar who is proficient in parallel prose, as long as he has an idea, he can write a piece of work quickly.

(End of this chapter)