The warden nodded, then shook his head. Leaving a note or name was not a big deal. He only had a few years left to live, so he had no worries and could do things as he pleased.

"The warden can leave his ink pen. If you have any request, I will definitely satisfy it."

Su Lin was delighted. The two words "Yanlou" written by the warden would represent the protection of the entire Black Abyss Prison to a certain extent, which was far more powerful than his own.

No matter what, he will try his best to meet the warden's requirements and get the calligraphy.

"No need for you."

The warden didn't look at Su Lin, or maybe it was a joke between him and Chen Sheng, and said, "You and I will each write one word, okay?"

He has a high level of spiritual attainment and acts spontaneously. He does what he thinks is appropriate without caring about what others think.

"good."

Mr. Chen saw that Su Lin was winking at him frantically, and then he glanced at the warden, who was in high spirits, and did not refuse.

“The plaque is here.”

Ling Jian personally carried over a new plaque, as well as a set of pens and ink. These were all top-quality items, full of spiritual charm, and able to carry the spirit of the cultivators.

"Shua"

The warden was a decisive man. Once he had made up his mind, he would not shirk his responsibility once the paperwork arrived.

He stood in front of the desk, pen in hand, and wrote the word "雁", stroke by stroke, with a very upright posture.

The strokes were so precise that he hit the mark deeply. Although his wrist did not exert much force, the desk seemed to be unable to support the weight, and a slight dent appeared on the floor.

“Good word.”

Su Lin was extremely happy. He stared at the word "雁" with shining eyes. If he hadn't thought that it was written for Yan Lou, he would have wanted to keep it as a treasure.

"It is indeed good, like Yanshan Zhenkong. The stronger the Qi of the cultivator, the more he can feel it."

Chen Sheng exclaimed in admiration. The high-level cultivators could see the aura. The character "雁" on the plaque was imprinted with the warden's spirit and energy, with the majestic aura of a mountain. A mortal holding it could enter a demon cave and suppress it directly. It possessed extraordinary power.

"Whatever you think is good."

Seeing that everyone agreed, the warden was satisfied with Chen Sheng and could not help but put down his brush and give up the position at the desk.

"Brother Chen, it's your turn."

Su Lin was very perceptive and knew that the warden was giving up his position, so he invited Chen Sheng over and served him at his beck and call.

"Shua"

Mr. Chen did not refuse. He stood in front of the desk and wrote without any pause. However, he took quite a while to write the word "Lou".

“Good word.”

It was completed in one go. Ling Jian went to take a look and was slightly impressed. Chen Sheng's handwriting was elegant and lively, like a cloud of smoke. However, in terms of aura, it was still far inferior to the warden's. It did not have that majestic and solemn feeling at first glance.

Su Lin felt a little regretful. Mr. Chen wrote very well, but he lacked the spirit of the warden and lacked half of his invincible power.

"The fog is thick and thick, like a fairy in the mountains, hard to see."

The warden looked the longest and saw things that Su Lin and others could not see. He felt that in that one word, in its elegance and agility, there was a heavenly palace hidden, which was majestic and sacred and could not be touched.

The two characters "Yan Lou" on the new plaque are just right, like the sun and the moon. Putting it at the gate is enough to scare away evil spirits.

“It’s serious…”

Mr. Chen said modestly.

Su Lin and Ling Jian agreed that Mr. Chen's calligraphy was not bad, but in terms of temperament, he was still far behind the warden.

The warden did not argue. As long as Su Lin and the other two were willing, they would know the depth of the situation with just a little bit of their spiritual power. But he would not give any further advice.

"Move aside..."

There was a commotion inside Yan Tower. Shopkeeper Long was directing his distant nephew and a few servants to carry the new plaque together and walk carefully towards the gate.

"What is this for?"

This scene attracted many people to watch, but many people could not understand what it was about. After taking a few glances, they stopped watching.

"A new plaque? Written by the big shots inside?"

The owner of Xingyoufang boasted that he was a big shot, and there was no shortage of flatterers around him. Combined with the two people that Manager Long had welcomed in earlier, he roughly knew the whole story.

He looked gloomy as he looked at the newly hung plaque outside the door and said, "Manager Deng, I think this matter can be resolved."

The fact that Yanlou treats him seriously proves that he is an important figure recognized by Yanlou. He wants to find clues from the plaque and weigh Yanlou's background.

"Sir, please."

Manager Deng had served the master of Xingyoufang for many years, and they had a tacit understanding. He waved his hand and gave full display.

The two men, one in front and one behind, stood at the gate of Yan Tower. After just one glance, Manager Deng shut up and said nothing.

Xingyoufangzhu stared at the two words, reading them over and over again, and finally sighed, "It has a great background."

The character "雁", every stroke of which is as majestic as a mountain. The higher your cultivation level, the more you can feel that there is an unshakable mountain standing above your head.

"Master, I can feel the extraordinaryness of the first word, but the second one... doesn't seem to be anything special."

Manager Deng no longer remained silent, but raised his doubts appropriately, highlighting the insights of Xingyoufangzhu.

Of course, he was indeed curious. The two words "Yanlou", one before and one after, had very different connotations.

One has spirit, the other has only form. Only mortal scholars would think they are good.

"No hurry, I'll take a look."

The master of Xingyoufang shook his head, stared at Yanlou and watched, without saying anything else.

Manager Deng, who knew the owner of Xingyoufang, found out about it. The master didn't see anything, but he felt something was wrong and checked carefully.

"Let me use my divine sense to get a glimpse of the truth."

With the naked eye, Xingyoufangzhu really couldn't see any clues, but he felt that the word "Lou" should not be so ordinary, so he extended a divine thought and touched it.

"boom"

In an instant, the two words "Yan Lou" appeared. The word "Yan" was like a mountain, unmoving and unshakable, while the word "Lou" gave off wisps of smoke, as if the clouds and fog had cleared away and the true yang was revealed. The vitality hidden in the fog was finally revealed.

The divine consciousness of Xingyoufangzhu was directly suppressed, and there was an unfathomable divine power tracing back to the source.

"Uh cough..."

His body shook and he almost fell down. Blood came out of his mouth and nose, and his throat tasted fishy and sweet. It was obvious that he had internal injuries.

"Master, are you okay?"

Manager Deng hurriedly supported them, and the two of them moved and returned to the table.

"Behind Yanlou, there are two people with extraordinary means."

The owner of Xingyoufang was on pins and needles, his spirit was hurt by the aura of the plaque, and his mind was in a mess. When he learned that the big man behind Yanlou was so powerful, he felt terrible.

He wanted to go back pretending to be an ostrich, as if he had never been there, so that no one would know about his predicament. However, Shopkeeper Long had already told him that the people behind Yanlou would come over to say hello, so he could not leave.

No matter that person cares or not, he has to pay attention to it, otherwise he may be in danger of death at any time.

"The Star Travel Master is still waiting. Why don't we go meet him?"

Fortunately, Su Lin did not forget the owner of Xingyoufang. After all, Yanlou was doing things on someone else's territory. In order to avoid trouble, he still had to meet him.

"We met once, and then left."

Mr. Chen said frankly.

A group of people walked out of the box. They were all wearing black robes and had extraordinary demeanor. It was not easy to be ignored.

"Master, here I come."

Manager Deng had sharp eyes and saw it immediately. He reminded Xingyoufangzhu in a low voice, then stood back, not daring to make a sound.

He sensed that these people were all extraordinary. They were meditating and watching across the void, as if they were facing an abyss that was unfathomable.

"Meet some adults!"

The master of Xingyoufang is at a high level and can see that Su Lin and Ling Jian's cultivation is slightly stronger than his.

These two people could still help him keep calm and not lose his composure, but Mr. Chen and the warden really made him feel unfathomable.

The auras of the two people are as follows: one is cold and hard, like a mountain, able to hold up the sky and hold down the earth; the other is calm, like smoke rising from the surface of a lake, and a little ethereal.

He suddenly thought of the two words on the new plaque of Yanlou. Indeed, the words are like the person, and cannot be touched.

"You have made several appointments, but what do you want to say?"

Su Lin came here to ask the owner of Xingyoufang to take care of Yanlou, but there was no trace of a request in his words, but rather they were sonorous and powerful, and full of confidence.

"I saw the spiritual light rising to the sky from Yan Tower, and I knew that a saint had arrived, so I persisted in seeking to see him, hoping to get a little bit of his luck."

Speaking of the old things, Xingyoufangzhu did not deny it, but his reason was not greed for money, but visiting.

He knew that no one would believe this statement, and the people in Yanlou also knew that he was testing them with bad intentions, but he had to say this, as at least there was still a way to survive.

Besides, he was afraid that the two masters nearby would suddenly attack and kill him.

"Master Xingyoufang is quite a character."

Su Lin secretly admired that it was no accident that the owner of Xingyoufang could start from scratch and build the foundation of Xingyoufang City. He was thick-skinned, black-hearted, and had the ability to change with the situation. It was amazing.

"How did this injury come about?"

Ling Jian focused his attention on the owner of Xingyoufang and saw his injuries. He asked, "Did you spy on the plaque?"

If this is the explanation, then it can be said that when the star Yufangzhu saw them, he lowered his head and looked obedient.

"I have offended the master, and I deserve it."

The owner of Xingyoufang showed a bitter smile, feeling that he was asking for trouble. Yanlou didn't say anything, so he came up to him with a red and white face, and then got beaten.

The plaque also had a very bad meaning. He didn't believe it and had to take a peek. After he saw the true meaning, a part of his spiritual power was directly cut off. He was extremely unlucky.

He glanced at Chen Sheng. It was this anger that hurt him. Among the few people, this one hid it the most.

"this……"

Su Lin and Ling Jian were shocked when they saw Xingyoufangzhu's little trick. It turned out that Xingyoufangzhu's injury was not caused by the warden, but by Chen Sheng's anger.

The two men were mistaken. The plaque on Yan Tower was indeed hiding a mystery as the warden said.

Mr. Chen's methods are so profound and unfathomable.

They looked at each other and prepared to pull Chen Sheng aside to chat more, at least to get closer to him.

"Well, regarding the matter of Yanlou, I hope Master Xingyou can take care of it."

However, Mr. Chen didn't want to stay in Yanlou any longer. Everything was done and it was time to go back.

He bowed to everyone, said goodbye to Xingyoufangzhu, and then floated away.

"Senior, I will do my best to look after Yanlou."

Behind him, Xingyoufangzhu was very moved. With this sentence, he didn't have to worry so much, fearing that he would be punished later or even be beaten to death on the spot.

…

In the silent prison, the passage of time and light and shadow was hidden in the darkness, and it passed quickly without anyone noticing. It had been ninety-six years since Chen Sheng came here. Even though most of the prisoners were cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, they had been replaced with a new batch, and there were many new faces.

The remaining old people looked older, like rotten wood, decaying bit by bit.

During the ten years, Cai Rong and Wang Xian also showed signs of aging. The former was older, moving from twilight to old age, and the fire of life was no longer strong.

Fortunately, the two are quite optimistic, have no regrets, are in good health, and enjoy themselves all day long.

Outside of Jiashiyi, in the Black Abyss Prison, Su Lin and Ling Jian, who were familiar to Chen Sheng, hatched Yanlou into a golden rooster, which made several Dark Blade captains very envious.

Acquaintances such as Yang Huayue's were becoming more and more powerful. Because of Yang Li and Kuang Mengting under his command, he was very close to the First and Ninth Teams.

Of course, we also have a good relationship with the rest of the Dark Blade team, so we can just go there to dispatch some personnel on a daily basis without any further ado.

He values ​​two people the most. One is Chen Lian, who is far away in the mortal world. As he grows older, his body is fleeting. He is always worried that Chen Lian will bother him for no reason by writing on his nameplate.

Another thing is to always think about it, but not to worry, because the Iron Punishment Director has power and is strong and domineering, and he will not be bullied.

"Prison boss, why are you so quiet? You should go canvass for votes."

In Area A11, a figure walked over. He was no longer active, but became calm. In his old age, he no longer wandered around the prison. Instead, he was more busy sorting out the intelligence he had accumulated over the years, recording some people and events like writing a biography.

Of course, he did not close his eyes and ears. For example, there was a lot of commotion in the past few days, and the warden asked everyone to recommend the best person and choose a successor.

Yes.

The warden is retiring.

He has to choose a suitable one among the ten Dark Blade captains to succeed the high position.

"Warden, did you feel something?"

This was something that Mr. Chen deliberately avoided thinking about. Neither his successor nor the warden wanted it to happen.

That means the warden is old, so old that he feels he is no longer able to control the Black Abyss Prison, and can only let newcomers take over the burden.

He felt conflicted that an old man, with whom he had known each other for ten years and with whom he shared a similar temperament, had died young. He felt a bit like they had met too late.

"You are the pride of our jailers. If you succeed, it will be praised in the Black Abyss Prison for thousands of years."

Wang Xian was very concerned about this matter and watched Chen Sheng grow step by step, from a jailer to the captain of the Dark Blade. As long as he took one more step up, he would become the warden.

With this position, he can be considered a big shot in the entire Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

"You can't ask for it, and you can't fight for it. The warden may already have a candidate in mind."

Chen Sheng had a calm expression. He did not have too much obsession with the high position in the Immortal Sect. He was once a person in that position and had seen many cultivators of the same level pass away. He could not achieve immortality, which was ultimately an illusion.

Also, he could guess a little bit about the warden's thoughts, or rather, the warden did not hide anything at all and almost made it clear.

"Will it be you?"

Wang Xian knew that Chen Sheng and the warden were very close, so close that even the Dark Blade monks were envious.

"Perhaps."

Mr. Chen was not sure whether he would die or not, but he had a hunch that this was the case.

"I knew you were amazing."

Hearing this, Wang Xian's eyes flashed with a bright light, which overlapped with the one in Chen Sheng's memory, but that face had changed from a young boy to an old man.

"Wang Xian, is there anything you want to accomplish but can't do?"

He said slowly.

In his opinion, the lofty power that others envy is only meaningful if it can make old friends happy.

(End of this chapter)