Three days later.

The coffin came out of the Black Abyss Prison. Wang Xian and Cai Rong carried the coffin, while Chen Sheng led the way, holding a white flag in his hand, gently waving it.

The entourage included the Tenth Dark Blade Team, with white towels wrapped around their arms. One of them was writing on several folded yellow papers, and was writing with great earnestness.

This way, it won't be too deserted and Dafu's departure will be more lively.

The journey was short, and after a few hundred breaths, everyone had reached the top of the mountain, where a new tombstone stood and a grave pit behind it, waiting for burial.

"Boss, time's up."

Cai Rong and others planned their time very well and nothing unexpected happened. When they arrived at the tomb pit on the top of the mountain, they waited for a short while and immediately it was the right time for burial.

"Buried."

Chen Sheng took a look at the coffin containing Dafu, half turned around and didn't look at it. He waved his hand, and Cai Rong and others knew the real meaning. They put the coffin into the grave. Zhao Da and others worked together, each with a shovel, to shovel up the soil and bury it.

"Brother Chen, I'm late."

A figure hurried over from the horizon. It was Chang Silu, who was enforcing the law outside when Dafu passed away. After returning and hearing the news, he rushed over immediately. Fortunately, he did not waste time.

"Meet the Iron Punishment Division Master..."

Zhao Da and others saluted on the side. Chang Si thought that he could conquer Ghost Mountain with one battle. He was so powerful that he protected many of his subordinates from harm and injury. He was responsible. After recovering from his injuries, he sat in the senior position of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Although he is still young, he holds a high position of power and is quite ambitious. He is a strong man that everyone envies and respects.

"No need to be polite."

Chang Siliu waved his hand kindly. Zhao Da and others were under Chen Sheng's command, so he would not be rebellious. Besides, he himself was not that kind of person and was not lost in power. Everything was normal.

"Please pay your respects."

Mr. Chen lit three incense sticks and handed them to Chang Silu. Chang Silu and Dafu were not strangers to each other and they had a kind of colleague friendship.

"well……"

He often thought about burning incense for Dafu, thinking back to that time when he was thirteen or fourteen years old and had just entered the Black Abyss Prison, he was unfamiliar with the place and it was really thanks to Dafu's care that he received his help. After several years of getting along with him, he deeply felt that Dafu was a good person.

He rarely sighed, but after his grandfather's death, it was the second time he felt how insignificant human life was and how easily it would end.

"Da Fu, when you get there, if you need anything, tell me in your dream."

Cai Rong kept chattering in front of the tomb. He had been with Dafu for decades, the longest among everyone, so it was inevitable that he felt sad.

"Monks do not believe in the afterlife, but when this day comes, they always think about it."

Wang Xian was silent. He had come into contact with many prisoners and heard of many calculations and deaths. He knew that the "afterlife" was also out of reach for monks and as illusory as the moon in the mirror.

"Being too awake is not a good thing."

Zhao Da glanced at Wang Xian. He had too clear an idea of ​​his own fate, and it was easy for him to develop negative emotions. It took great concentration to hold on.

“Is this the true cultivation of immortality?”

He often worried that he had practiced Taibai Xijing too much and damaged his origin, but he was in the foundation-building stage and was still young. He was like a huge sun hanging high in the sky, all around was bright, and he could not see the sun setting in the west.

At this funeral, he witnessed matters of life and death, and realized that monks were not aloof from the world, but rather most of them had heavy feelings.

“Wuwuwu…”

There was music, and it was loud and clear, but it always gave people a kind of sorrow and sadness, floating among the mountains and forests, and the sky seemed to be three points darker.

Chang Silv looked and saw that it was Mr. Chen. He was standing on the hill, holding a suona in his hand and playing it. The breeze blew his hair at the temples. His expression could not be seen, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes that could not be concealed.

“How sad.”

Cai Rong calmed his mind and dispelled the sadness in his heart. Chen Sheng's suona skills were extremely advanced and he was able to play out the mood of "crying to the heaven".

But what moved him most was not the sublime melody or the profound skills, but Chen Sheng's intentions.

That kind of sadness was not fake, and it had a sense of accumulated sadness over the years. It was suddenly brought out through the funeral of Da Fu, and it had a sense of heaviness.

"Is fighting with prisoners so tough?"

This thought arose in Zhao Da's mind, but was extinguished in an instant.

It's not like he hasn't grappled with prisoners before. The battle of wits and schemes was indeed dangerous and brought great improvement. But to say that he had been honed to the level of Chen Sheng, who had a deep understanding of life and death, was wishful thinking.

“Is this a talent?”

Yang Li looked up at them. There were many people in this world who had mediocre talents, but their minds were clear about Taoism and could see through both the yin and yang sides. They had unique insights into certain things and made great progress because of this.

"Dafu, have a safe journey..."

Mr. Chen did not know that his hundreds of years of accumulation were regarded as "talent" by others, and he was only immersed in the sadness of Dafu's death.

Between the two of them, based on the calculation of interests, he gave more, but things in the world cannot be easily measured.

This is the person who has been with him the longest in the Black Abyss Prison.

There were no thrilling experiences, just ordinary, quiet interactions, discussions on alchemy, and the area where they worked the most was probably the simple medicine garden.

In short, there is a sense of comfort in the quiet.

Now.

That’s all.

…

"The Cangmu grass is ripe..."

After Dafu left, the silence of the Black Abyss Prison gradually eased, with prisoners occasionally coming out to speak loudly.

Mr. Chen was lying on the armchair, his expression calm, without any sense of oppression. Behind him was the sunlight pouring in from the window, and facing him was the elm grass with branches that looked like dragons and snakes.

It was ripe, it was ripe on the day Dafu was buried.

"Da Fu had thought about the separation a long time ago. He sent Cang Mu Cao a few years ago to pave the way for today."

Mr. Chen thought of the scene a few years ago when Dafu brought the sedge. He didn't say anything at that time, but now when he looked at the vibrant sedge, he realized that there was a delicate tenderness hidden in it.

He had a premonition that after his death, Chen would feel lonely, so he simply used the old trees and grass to represent himself as a reminder.

After realizing this, Chen Sheng’s sad mood calmed down, and he took care of the cangmu grass every day and returned to his previous peaceful state.

"Captain, the warden has summoned you."

At this time, Zhao Da came over with hurried steps, and came to report a summons.

"What's up."

Mr. Chen was surprised.

He was not familiar with the warden and had never had any contact with him even when he took charge of the Dark Blade Tenth Team. He was summoned suddenly, so there must be something going on.

"No."

Zhao Da shook his head and gave a warning, saying, "The warden rarely shows up in person."

He hinted that the warden's private meeting was full of content and was by no means a simple meeting.

"knew……"

Mr. Chen said calmly.

He stood up and walked towards the depths of the Black Abyss Prison. The other Dark Blade monks were a little surprised to see him. After all, he seldom appeared and mostly stayed in Area A11. But none of them were rude. Such a powerful figure deserved respect.

Mr. Chen nodded to them one by one, and finally stood in front of a heavy and elegant door. He knocked on the door, got consent, and slowly walked in.

"Emperor Chen Qing."

The warden stood straight in the room, looking at the figure walking in from the door. His face was not handsome, but his demeanor was calm and his eyes were deep, giving him a feeling that he could not tell the emotion.

Mr. Chen felt two pairs of eyes falling on him. His mind raced, and he guessed that it was his first meeting with the warden, who looked at him a few more times.

"I've asked you to come here this time to arrest and investigate a person. Behind him, there may be a group of people or a force. You should follow the clues and deal with them all."

Afterwards, the warden withdrew his gaze and without further movement, mentioned the casual cultivator "Cha Yang" and asked Chen Sheng to investigate thoroughly.

"Is there any more information?"

Confused, Chen Sheng frowned and asked directly about the truth without any probing.

"This case is called the Rooster Case. In the past twenty years, many talented people who showed their talents in Guangxiu Xianzong have died young. I originally thought it was an accident, but I suddenly realized that this might not be an accident."

The warden remained silent, standing with his hands behind his back, his back to Mr. Chen, and no one could see the expression on his face.

After a breath or two, he revealed more, but it was vague and inconclusive.

"Someone... attacked the younger generation of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect?!"

But Mr. Chen pointed it out.

His heart skipped a beat. The Guangxiu Immortal Sect was one of the five major immortal sects in the border area. Its disciples were talented and almost invincible at the same level.

If one wants to kill these geniuses young and do it silently so that no one can detect any clues, the amount of manpower and material resources consumed will be absolutely terrifying.

He felt that an invisible net was being woven, coming towards the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, trying to destroy them step by step.

"have no idea."

The warden was silent.

"I'll find out."

Mr. Chen knew the importance and difficulty of this matter. The fact that the warden didn't know about it meant that those people had done a very clean job, so clean that nothing more could be found out.

In the past twenty years, the geniuses who have fallen in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, one by one "accidentally", have shown the danger.

He did not like power and calculation, but there were many traces within the Guangxiu Immortal Sect that he would not allow others to touch or destroy.

"Emperor Chen Qing."

Chen Sheng took the imperial edict and left.

The warden stood in the room, his eyes deep, thinking about Chen Sheng's expression, demeanor, and conversation just now. He wanted to see the other person clearly, but finally shook his head. He only felt that this person was generous and bright, but also had a bit of hidden depth that was impossible to see clearly.

He took out a file, which belonged to Chen Sheng. It recorded everything he had done after arriving at the Black Abyss Prison, as well as his previous experiences. There was nothing unusual about it, it was clean and tidy.

In other words, this is an absolutely error-free personal file. The admission procedure is full of justice, without skipping any department, and can withstand the most rigorous screening.

"Captain, does the warden have any instructions?"

Another place.

The tenth team gathered together and was summoned by the warden. The matter was definitely not a small one. As Chen Sheng's subordinates, they were mentally prepared to go out and fight a tough battle.

"event."

Mr. Chen spoke very concisely, saying, "This time we are arresting and investigating a person. You are not allowed to kill him. You can only capture him and not let him escape."

He did not reveal that the young genius of Guangxiu Xianzong had encountered an unknown crisis. The leakage of such news would cause many changes and shocks, so it was not appropriate for too many people to know about it.

"yes."

The Tenth Team agreed.

Afterwards, a group of people crisscrossed the sky like a black torrent, roaring and rushing, showing their unstoppable force.

…

Ocean Mountain.

This place is protected by a cloud and smoke illusion array and is hidden very deeply. A roughly constructed building stands firmly. More than 20 people are gathered in the hall, all of them look ferocious, and it looks like a den of bandits.

The leader had a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked extremely outstanding and loyal.

"Everyone, you are all brothers that I rely on."

Cha Yangjing drank a large bowl of the fairy wine, draining it in one gulp. His eyes sparkled with a bright light, revealing a sense of determination and trust.

"Brother, stop talking. We all listen to you."

Without saying a word, everyone slammed the table and drank the big bowl of wine in front of them, looking like they were determined to follow him until death.

"Brother, if you have a big deal in the future, don't forget us."

When someone spoke up and received a response from everyone, the reason for following was revealed.

What they did were shameful activities, such as killing people for treasures, and intercepting the cultivation resources transported by the Chamber of Commerce.

Cha Yang was extremely well-informed and acted accordingly, catching every criminal he encountered and making huge profits for them.

With a God of Wealth like this, let alone recognizing him as your big brother, even if you grit your teeth, you can call him daddy or grandpa.

"certainly."

Cha Yang smiled and repeatedly assured his fellow practitioners that he would lead them to amass great wealth and make rapid progress on the path of cultivation.

"Ocean Mountain."

At this time, a group of monks in black robes and carrying swords had arrived.

Chen Sheng looked down, his eyes shining, and saw through the smoke and cloud illusion, as well as the many figures in the hall.

"Seal off the sky."

In order to ensure that the enemy could be captured in one battle, he did not hesitate at all. He immediately ordered the Tenth Squad to block off all four directions and prevent outsiders from entering or leaving.

As soon as he finished speaking, powerful auras rushed out like wolf smoke, swirling and interweaving, echoing each other, like a magic weapon, holding Dayang Mountain upside down, destroying any escape method or formation.

"Something happened."

The Dayang Mountain shook, and everyone looked and saw a black-robed monk rushing in. He blocked the sky for a moment, then broke through the smoke and cloud illusion formation in an instant and attacked.

"You're courting death if you dare to offend us."

They are unconventional people who kill people without blinking an eye. When they see someone coming to their doorstep, they get furious.

"Disaster is coming."

Cha Yang's heart skipped a beat. The sudden attack on the black-robed monk made him alert and realize that his plan was exposed.

Those darknesses cannot see the light and are deadly.

"Brothers, kill them all. I will protect you."

In an instant, he had made up his mind, but his expression was calm and composed, as if he was sitting on a fishing platform, and he ordered the group of cultivators to kill the enemy.

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

Perhaps it was because the cultivators in Dayang Mountain were used to being unruly, or perhaps it was because Chayang's brotherhood was really valuable, they did not hesitate too much, thinking that a charge would solve the problem, and they all rushed out of the hall.

"Since we are brothers, don't blame me. Stand by me."

Cha Yang looked at the many figures that seemed to have walked into a trap and silently opened the teleportation array. That was his backup plan, very advanced, and specially built at great expense.

After that, he had to hide his identity and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)