The licking of the scorching flames made the body of the spiritual herb turn from green to brown, and it seeped out drops of crystal clear pure substance.

At this time, don't be anxious or impatient, and maintain a calm and normal rhythm.

Until the whole spiritual herb was roasted to a crisp, it was completely crushed with a snap, and then it was burned by the elixir fire and turned into ashes and flew out.

What was left there was a pool of clear and transparent medicinal liquid, waiting to be used.

"call……"

The alchemy fire rose and fell, and all kinds of spiritual herbs were refined into purity. They fell into the world inside the furnace, shining like stars.

Chen Sheng was calm and composed. The rank of the Hundred-Year-Longevity Pill was between the first and second ranks. The ingredients were complicated, but for him, it was not too difficult.

"He must be a great alchemist."

Da Fu saw that smooth operation again. It was the same when he planted spiritual herbs before, but it was not as shocking as it was this time.

This is alchemy, which carries a "sacred" color. Anyone who can do this is worthy of respect.

Mr. Chen's methods were top-notch, making him feel like worshipping him.

"The wonderful thing about Baishoudan lies in the changes in its pharmacology."

When Chen Sheng was refining the elixir, his mind was calm. He did not notice Da Fu's admiration, but instead focused on the pharmacological fusion of the Baishou Pill.

“Buzz…”

As his mind moved, the two groups of magical herbal fluids came into contact with each other, and their unique pharmacological properties began to blend. A brilliant light could be seen shining and floating, and strands of strange spiritual charm intertwined and transformed.

Since it was his first time refining the Hundred-Year-Old Pill, Chen Sheng was still conservative. He waited until the two pharmacological principles were completely integrated before he introduced the other herbal liquid.

Like stringing beads and with the delicacy and carefulness of weaving silk, he took steady steps to refine the Hundred-Year-Longevity Pill.

"It will take some time."

Chen Sheng's eyes were calm as he stood in front of the alchemy furnace. Golden light shone on his body and even the ends of his hair were flowing with a bright color, making him look impossible to look directly at.

He paid attention to the pharmacology of the Baishou Pill. When he encountered difficult ones, he slowed down the process. When he encountered simple ones, he just used three or five kinds of spiritual herbs. There was not a trace of disorder in the whole process.

"How do you integrate so many pharmacological theories into one?"

Da Fu was watching with thrilling excitement. The previous experience of refining spiritual herbs had already opened his eyes, but the integration of pharmacology at this moment seemed to be even more difficult than hell.

Hundreds of pharmacologies have evolved one by one and collided with each other, and the transformations that have occurred are extremely complex and stunning.

If he were in control, things would definitely be a mess. Mr. Chen was able to handle it with ease, which showed how capable he was.

"It's done..."

Mr. Chen's evaluation of this alchemy session can only be described as mediocre. In order to make Dafu see it more clearly, he tried to handle it in a simple way.

Inside the furnace, the fire was rising and falling, the spiritual herbs were vying for glory, and clumps of round substances were gradually forming, which were the prototypes of the elixir.

“Buzz.”

Slowly cook over low heat until it's cooked.

In the rainbow trout furnace, a green air rushed up, turned into clouds, dragged the furnace cover up and down, and drifted in all directions.

"call……"

Mr. Chen waved his hand, and his sleeves fluttered slightly, taking away all the strange visions. He didn't want to cause discussion because of the matter of alchemy.

Then, he picked up the nine longevity pills at the bottom of the furnace. They were translucent and as big as longan, with strong medicinal properties and excellent quality.

"Good pill, can I touch it?"

There was a hint of excitement in Dafu's heart. It was the first time for him to see someone making elixirs at such a close distance. It was a great honor in his life.

"Keep a calm mind. You can be passionate, but don't hold it too high."

Chen Sheng handed over the Longevity Pill in a very casual manner, without any pride or timidity. As an alchemist, he had to have a stable mentality in order to refine better pills.

"OK……"

Da Fu responded while touching the Baishoudan, very gently, as if he was touching a small animal.

After getting what he wanted, he smiled, probably because he was amused by his own behavior.

…

"Brother Chen, you are looking for me."

Chang Silu returned to the Black Abyss Prison. As he moved, he had a sharp aura that was so fierce that it tore through the darkness around him.

He came to the window and saw Mr. Chen, but he was summoned.

"This is for you."

Chen Sheng glanced at Chang Silu, who had made rapid progress in cultivation and had a dignified demeanor. He must have indeed been tempered in the Law Enforcement Hall. He extended his hand and handed over the Hundred Years of Longevity Pill.

"Medicine?"

Chang Siliu realized that the Baishou Pill was extraordinary and of extremely high quality. One had to get very close to smell the fragrance of the pill, but it was very rich, restrained, and had a strong medicinal property. It was a top-grade pill and if it was sold outside, it would be worth a fortune.

"Taibai Xijing is too powerful. I will replenish your innate energy."

Mr. Chen pointed out the disadvantages of Taibai Xijing, that it was too strong and could kill people, while Baishoudan was as gentle as water and could replenish vital energy. It might not make up for all the losses, but it could improve the situation by a lot.

"Brother Chen, I will repay you."

Chang Silu was somewhat moved. The young man was sent to the Black Abyss Prison and received protection from Chen Sheng for seven years. He was then transferred to the Law Enforcement Hall for another seven years and often received help.

In this world, there is no such thing as deserved care. He knows very well that he is lucky and dares not waste this blessing recklessly, and cherishes it very much.

"No……"

Mr. Chen waved his hand, very casually. It would be boring to demand a reward for everything.

"I have made many contributions. The leader told me that as long as I break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, I can lead my own team. Only then will I be considered successful."

Often thinking and keeping silent, this is indeed Mr. Chen's character, free and easy and indifferent. He kept this thought in his heart, said nothing more, and turned to talk about his recent situation.

He has the Xuanhuang Qi Condensation Technique to refine his magical power, has a solid foundation, and has made great progress through the Taibai Xijing, so he is still favored.

As long as you break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage and lead the team independently, it will be a different kind of experience.

Speaking of this, he felt a little longing. Young people always dream of traveling around the world and living a free and unrestrained life.

"Don't try too hard, your body won't be able to handle it."

Mr. Chen advised that Taibai Xijing is inherently powerful and practicing it will exhaust both the body and mind. If one is always thinking and striving for progress, he will be too rigid and easily break.

"Without sufficient strength, I can't deal with the fierce thieves."

He often thought about living a long life, without too many delusions, and had the ambition to "sweep the universe". He was just afraid that the sword in his hand was not powerful enough to kill the powerful enemy.

"Your temperament was not like this before."

In Chen Sheng's mind, the image of Chang Silv had become blurred and transformed into another impression.

"I am brave. I dare to say no to corruption and darkness, and I pick up swords and guns to kill."

Chang Silu chuckled, feeling extremely brilliant in the dark prison. He did not shrink or feel afraid of being in the darkness, and finally lived the life he wanted.

He was influenced by Mr. Chen and was free and easy, but he had seen the treacherous nature of people and had his own ideas. He wanted to use his sharp and powerful will to clear away the filth.

“You’re fine…”

…

Time passes quickly like running water.

The characters remain the same, but the mood is not.

Someone who was laughing and cheerful a few days ago may become resentful, sad and depressed the next moment.

"The world outside is wonderful, the sun is shining, the grass is lush, there are lots of people, and everyone is smiling."

"When you go out, be more careful."

"There are too many spirit stones. I can't spend them all. I can't spend them all at all."

“Don’t be tight.”

"I was targeted. That thief was too greedy. I was very angry and killed him with a talisman."

"Oh, another group came and I smashed them to death again."

"Hey, it's safe."

"As long as it's safe."

Chen Lian had been wandering around the border areas for five years since he left the Black Abyss Prison.

She had been through a lot, but thanks to the tactics arranged by Chen Sheng, she had not suffered any loss, and even saved dozens of immortal cultivators from death.

The Chen plaque has the ability to communicate, and it records the conversations between Chen Lian and Chen Sheng, indicating that they have been reporting safety for the past five years.

"There are immortals in Wugong Mountain. I am going to visit them."

General Chen Lian casually wrote a word on the Chen sign, raised his head and looked at the misty mountain in front of him.

There is no shortage of young people in this world who seek immortality and Taoism, and there are rumors that immortals live in Wugong Mountain, which attracts countless people.

"Those who are destined to be with you can enter the mountain, while those who are not destined to be with you will come out after wandering around for a few times. This is an illusion array."

It turns out that even immortals cannot withstand endless interruptions.

Chen Lian realized that the mist lingering around Wugong Mountain was a sophisticated formation, or some kind of test. Only by passing it could one receive the immortal Taoism skills.

She entered Wugong Mountain with great interest. Everything around her was hazy and she could not see clearly beyond ten feet.

After struggling for half an hour, I realized that I couldn't get out of this illusion by just moving around randomly.

There are things that can break the formation in the storage bag, but this is a test. Using the tools is considered cheating and is wrong.

"There seems to be some pattern. Let me look for it."

Chen Lian thought carefully. Since the immortal cultivators of Wugong Mountain had been put to the test, there must be a way to break it.

Only by finding the key can we crack it and climb up the mountain.

After some thought, she remembered the plum blossom marks that she had overlooked when she was wandering around. There were several places that seemed to hide mysteries, which should be the opportunity to break the formation.

She set out again, spent a lot of effort, and wasted her time and energy. She collected seven plum blossom marks, got clues from them, and pieced together a route map.

"Hmm? The destined person is here."

Inside the thatched cottage, a middle-aged Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged. He was wearing a wide robe with big sleeves and looked very elegant. Sensing that the magic array in the mountain had been broken, a young girl came up and couldn't help but smile.

"Living in seclusion in the mountains does give one an air of immortality."

Following the route map, Chen Lian broke through the illusion and walked onto the correct mountain path. In just an incense stick of time, he arrived at the top of Wugong Mountain.

Here, there is a thatched hut with the door open. One can see a Taoist sitting on a cushion, meditating and practicing Qi. He looks so cool and elegant, a typical image of a hermit in the mountains.

"Hello, senior."

She grew up in the Black Abyss Prison and had seen many immortal cultivators, but she was not flustered. She performed greetings and behaved naturally and brilliantly.

"What are you doing here?"

Taoist Baihe suddenly liked this well-behaved girl.

Those who had managed to come up the mountain before were all impetuous in nature. When they saw him, they either cried or laughed loudly, or acted in a materialistic manner, which was very annoying.

"I want to...see a doctor?"

Chen Lian thought for a moment and used the word "see a doctor", wanting the hermit in the mountains to examine her body and solve her mystery.

"You are in good health."

Taoist Baihe put his hands on his knees, without standing up, he looked over with eyes that were like lightning and shining with golden light. After just one glance at Chen Lian, he shook his head and said.

"My elders don't allow me to practice, and I think there's something wrong with my body."

Chen Lian had expected this answer, but she did not give up. Instead, she mentioned Chen Sheng. Someone who cared about her would not deliberately hinder her practice. There must be a reason for that.

"A fellow traveler? Then I'll give you a good look."

After hearing this, Taoist Baihe became more serious. There was an immortal cultivator behind Chen Lian. If he couldn't knock anything out, it would mean that he was inferior to others in skills.

A brilliant golden light burst out from his eyes, like a lamp, falling on Chen Lian's body, illuminating her back and forth.

"No...wait...this..."

After watching for twenty breaths, Taoist Baihe still couldn't see anything and was waiting for a conclusion. Suddenly, he found a strand of black silk. He paused and traced it to investigate.

Then……

He caught a glimpse of the entire black silk, which was densely packed, lingering and entangled on his mind, emitting a dark and terrifying aura.

"But what did you see?"

Chen Lian observed the expression of Taoist Baihe, from calmness, to solemnity, and finally a hint of pity emerged. He couldn't help but feel anxious and asked.

"You really can't practice."

Taoist Baihe already knew the truth. He retracted his gaze, suppressed all his emotions, and calmed his heart. However, when he thought of Chen Lian, he still felt a trace of regret.

"Why? Lack of talent? Or physical defect?"

Chen Lian was a little excited. She had been confused by this question for too long and was not willing to ask Chen Sheng. Now she finally met someone who saw the truth and was unwilling to give up.

"Don't ask."

Taoist Baihe was kindhearted and understood why Mr. Chen did not tell the truth, because it was too cruel and merciless to Chen Lian.

"Senior, even if I die, you must let me die clearly."

Chen Lian realized the seriousness of the problem, but the more so, the more she wanted to know the truth. She was stubborn and determined.

"The Mother-Child Soul Transfer Spell is a forbidden technique in the womb. If you practice it, your biological mother will possess your body."

Taoist Baihe was silent for a moment, but was finally convinced. After all, this was Chen Lian's life, and no matter how unfortunate and dark it was, she had to face and accept it.

He recited the spell to transfer the spirits of mother and child, emphasizing the characteristics of the sacrifice in the mother's womb, which is an extremely cold-blooded and ruthless forbidden technique.

"The truth... this is the truth..."

After hearing this, the light in Chen Lian's eyes dimmed a little, and the corners of her mouth were bitter. She even felt resentment in her heart. She hated her biological mother's ruthlessness and the injustice of fate, which made her bear such a heavy yoke from the moment she was born.

(End of this chapter)