"Warden!"

Cai Guling was excited, with a look of reverence on his face, but he was also restrained. He didn't dare to make too much noise, and his movements were a little awkward.

"You are used to being in the Black Abyss Prison, right?"

Mr. Chen came closer and spoke gently, showing his friendly side towards this member of Cai Rong's clan.

"I'm used to it. Too used to it."

It was just a very casual sentence, but it made Cai Guling feel flattered. He nodded repeatedly with an excited look.

This is the warden, the undisputed king of the Black Abyss Prison. He suppresses a group of extremely evil prisoners and is in charge of the Ten Dark Blade Teams. He has tremendous power.

And he was just a small jailer. There was a huge difference between their status and his. It was a great honor for him to be mentioned by someone.

"You two, leave more things to the younger generation in the future. Take more rest. You can take care of the medicinal garden left by Dafu outside the door. I will also have to trouble you to take care of my white wild grass, Shengyang grass and Cangmu grass."

After greeting Cai Guling, Chen Sheng nodded to Wang Zhu, and finally his eyes fell on Cai Rong and Wang Xian, who were several dozen years apart in age.

Back then, when he first came, he could still tell the teenagers and young men apart, but now, they all looked so haggard and had white hair, and the age difference was no longer recognizable.

It was not pleasant to think that as time passed, they would be buried in the hills like Dafu in the near future.

"Prison boss, don't worry."

When Cai Rong saw that Mr. Chen was so kind to Cai Guling, his face was full of smiles. He felt happy in his heart and his body felt much lighter.

At this stage in life, we no longer demand anything else. As long as everything goes as we wish, that’s good enough.

"We are fine."

Wang Xian was also very satisfied. A hundred years ago, being a jailer throughout his entire life until old age would have been something to be proud of, just like Lao Changtou.

Thanks to Mr. Chen, he enjoyed a peaceful life and had no regrets.

"If you need anything, come find me at the Deepest Point."

Mr. Chen sat in the warden's position. He felt it was not convenient to sit idle under the window as he did before. With the rooster case, he had a premonition that the border area would not be peaceful in the future and there would be undercurrents. He had to make arrangements early.

…

In the secluded residence, the sky is dim.

There is boundless majesty spreading outward, and in this area, there is only one figure who stays there, like a king.

"Rixi style."

Chen Sheng took out the gold foil he got from the four brothers of the Mo family. On it was recorded a method of cultivating a combat body. It was truly exquisite. It cultivated the majestic blood and energy. Once it was activated, it had the power to cover the nine heavens.

He fell into deep thought and said, "Can these two combat bodies be integrated into one?"

The Shenzhao body is very powerful. The physical body he cultivates is as crystal clear as glass, without any dust or dirt. His physique is so strong that he has the power to shake mountains.

Rixi's body nourishes blood and qi. If this blood and qi can be introduced into the flawless body, the qi and blood will drive the precious body to move, which will surely be of infinite power.

The prospect is tempting.

“Boom…”

Mr. Chen has never been outdone in this regard. He has experimented with various dangerous cultivation methods on his body and is not afraid of going astray.

He forced a fusion of the Rixi body and the Shenzhao body, and the two different route maps were running in his body. The whole glass body was flashing with flickering blood.

"Bang"

After a stalemate of more than ten breaths, the surging blood and energy finally broke through the constraints of the flesh and washed away the world within the body like a mad torrent.

"It's okay, come again."

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Chen Sheng's mouth, and his internal organs were in a mess. All kinds of chaotic blood and energy were raging in his meridians, which was extremely brutal.

He closed his eyes, waited for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, everything was back to normal and he started the experiment again.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

The flesh is like a furnace, and the blood is like firewood.

This is the effect Chen Sheng wants. By working together, he will be able to forge the strongest body in the Foundation Establishment Realm and lay the most solid foundation for the Golden Elixir.

Of course, this is not a simple matter. During the experiment, mistakes were made repeatedly. The blood and energy were like a dragon, and the physical body was treated as a battlefield, tormenting and wreaking havoc.

"If it were any other person, he would have been disabled long ago."

Chen Sheng struggled for five days and was extremely exhausted. He had failed more than a thousand times in trying to choose the right path between the two methods of forging a combat body.

Fortunately, he finally found the direction, which was to use blood and energy as a bond to form a meridian map that revolves around the heart, like red clouds carrying the sun, bursting out the strongest combat power of the physical body.

“Boom…”

This time, Chen Sheng started to try again. He sat cross-legged on the cushion, his body glowing. In the crystal flesh, one could see streams of blood flowing, condensing into clouds and turning into fire mist, which set off his heart that was as surging as the sun.

In the Black Abyss Prison, a terrifying aura rushed upward, surging hotly, lingering above the dome, as if forming a pattern, turning into a large net, covering every inch of deep darkness.

At the same time, in cages, many prisoners opened their eyes and looked towards the deepest part of the Black Abyss Prison. Many people felt familiar with that breath.

It’s him, the Black Mountain Demon, he has become stronger.

"What is the warden doing?"

Zhao Da and others were closest to the warden's residence and felt it most clearly. Since five days ago, there had been a continuous surge of hot blood and energy there, which was growing stronger every day until today when it had reached a terrifying level.

"The coldness and murderousness of the Black Abyss Prison is being reduced, or rather, suppressed."

Kuang Shucheng sighed a little. The current situation of the Black Abyss Prison not only made the jailers feel comfortable, but they also felt much more relaxed. At least they were not chilled physically and mentally by the solemn and murderous atmosphere.

"I don't know when the Yanlou Project will begin."

Mr. Chen, the warden, is admirable. He Chao couldn't help but talk about Yanlou. Yang Huayue had gone there to sound out the situation before and learned that there was a plan that would benefit everyone, but it had not been implemented yet, which made people look forward to it.

"If you're in a hurry, just capture a few more prisoners to exploit."

Su Lin rolled his eyes. Yanlou in Xingyoufang City provided him and Ling Jian with numerous cultivation resources. He was resistant to the thought of changes in the future.

The later this day comes, the better it will be.

"It's done!"

In the residence, Mr. Chen stood up. His whole body was like colored glaze, his blood was like red clouds, and he had a sense of majesty and sacredness.

He could feel that his body was now extremely powerful, and it seemed that he could push through the Black Abyss Prison single-handedly if he wanted to.

"This is a new method of body refining, let's call it Sunny Divine Illumination Body."

He restrained his power and named the new body-refining method, but without thinking too much, he just combined the original two.

Since then, there has been an additional method in the world for the Sun to Shining on the Body.

Five years.

Mr. Chen stayed in his residence, polishing his body, and cultivating the Rixi Shenzhao Body to perfection.

When it was silent and motionless, its body glowed like transparent glass, shining brightly and brilliantly on its own in the dark world.

Until...

One day, he heard crying and his brows couldn't help but frown.

In Area A11, Cai Rong was silent, while Cai Guling was crying like a baby. He was also feeling uncomfortable because he hoped to comfort him.

"He was fine yesterday, but he was gone when I woke up today."

"When destiny comes, I will leave naturally."

Mr. Chen was troubled but couldn't say anything. Cai Rong had lived a healthy life and died at a long age, which was considered good.

"Uncle Cai, I haven't repaid you yet, why did you leave?"

Cai Guling knelt beside Cai Rong, feeling extremely sad. This elder had changed his destiny.

While he stayed in the clan, he could only cultivate to the fifth level of Qi Refining at most, and then he worked hard to climb up like a casual cultivator.

After arriving at the Black Abyss Prison, he received a lot of guidance, and with the Xuan Huang Qi Condensation Technique as a foundation, he might be able to gain a glimpse of the glory of foundation building in the future.

All of this was brought to him by Cai Rong.

He wanted to repay this elder after he had achieved success in his cultivation, but the separation came too hastily and he would never have the chance again.

"Don't be too sad. Cheer up and take care of your uncle Cai's funeral."

Mr. Chen persuaded.

At least, Cai Guling's presence made Cai Rong feel comfortable both before and after him, and he no longer felt lonely and deserted.

…

"I am the only one left in our group."

Before burying Cai Rong, Wang Xian sat beside the coffin, facing the candlelight, thinking about many things. He was the youngest among Old Changtou's group of people and the only one still alive.

At this point in life, it is inevitable to feel a little lonely and sigh, and to be grateful for what is left behind.

"Aren't there two young men accompanying you?"

Mr. Chen smiled bitterly. One cannot think too much about many things, otherwise everything will seem empty and he will lose interest in an instant.

"Uncle, I'm here."

Wang Zhu was very sensible and grateful. It was Wang Xian who guided him to a different path, so that he would not die like weeds in the mountains.

"I'm here too."

Cai Guling has lost his uncle, and these two are the people he is most familiar with in the Black Abyss Prison. If he can choose, he really doesn't want anyone to leave.

"Haha, you two are both pretty good."

Wang Xian smiled. These two young men had good personalities and they met each other in the Black Abyss Prison. Even if they were to be prison guards for their entire lives, they would not be lonely.

He was not frightened by matters of life and death, but he just felt a little emotional and wanted to say something more.

"Prison boss, when you came to the Black Abyss Prison and obtained the secret method from Taoist Dapeng, I knew you were not a simple person."

"Later, you moved up step by step, and your experience was more amazing than any cultivation genius."

There was a bright light flashing in Wang Xian's eyes. He was about the same age as Chen Sheng at that time. He devoted himself to intelligence and tried to find a bright future.

It turned out that he had the intention but lacked the opportunity, and he only had a period of peace.

But Mr. Chen is different.

He fulfilled the fantasy of a young man, lying dormant for many years, and suddenly he rose to the sky, immediately showing his unparalleled means and rising to a high position.

Thinking about it now, he is still shocked by this old friend, and even has a hint of admiration for him.

"You're not bad either. You provided a lot of information."

Thinking back to the past, Chen Sheng smiled. He had the means but insufficient intelligence. He got the information from Wang Xian, and then used it to pry open the prisoner's most precious opportunity.

It was a nice memory, for him and Wang Xian as well, but the prisoner might not be very satisfied with it.

"This is probably the only thing I can boast about."

In this regard, Wang Xian was still somewhat confident, and devoted himself to intelligence, learned a lot, and was full of enthusiasm, until the years passed, and he killed a lot of things, and sighed: "Now I can't help. Many prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison have been found out about their origins, and the secrets have been broken, and it's very white."

Chen Sheng had been reaping the opportunities of prisoners since his days as a jailer, then he moved on to become the captain of the Dark Blade team, and then to the warden, passing through one level after another.

The atmosphere in the Black Abyss Prison did not improve suddenly. It was under this kind of oppression that the prisoners' arrogance was gradually worn away and they were beaten like pigs and dogs.

Many prisoners are actually of no value. They are locked up there like weeds in a pot, with nothing done to them, waiting to die.

"Many of them are acquaintances of you and me."

Much of Chen Sheng's combat power was gained through his experience in the Black Abyss Prison over a hundred years.

Among the familiar prisoners, Taoist Dapeng is dead, but people like Ye Liang and Wang Gang are very impressive.

"Haha, a dark-faced acquaintance."

Wang Xian laughed heartily. From then on, the atmosphere in District A11 suddenly became very good. Even Cai Rong, who was the most serious and cautious, let down his guard and enjoyed the quiet years in peace.

In a blink of an eye, many years have passed.

The atmosphere has changed and the people are gone. Only a few old people like him know what the Black Abyss Prison used to look like.

During the three days, Wang Xian talked a lot and Chen Sheng listened patiently. These were the first group of jailers he met after entering the Black Abyss Prison, and the only ones left. They had been friends for hundreds of years and their friendship was deep.

The autumn wind is bleak and the sky is dark.

Mr. Chen remembered very clearly that he, Wang Xian, and two other young men carried Cai Rong's coffin to the cemetery where Dafu was buried.

Many years ago, an idea came to his mind to bury these people in Area A11 in one place to avoid loneliness.

Now, the delusion has come true.

"Da Fu, an acquaintance is here."

Wang Xian turned around and faced Dafu's tombstone with a smile on his face, greeting him familiarly, as if an old friend was still there.

Afterwards, he said to Chen Sheng in a relaxed tone, "Prison boss, bury me next to you in a few years."

A cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage can be considered a cultivator, but he is the lowest existence in the world of immortal cultivation and has a limited lifespan, so he cannot escape his limitations.

That day will eventually come.

"Then you have to come here more often to burn incense, or you will be bullied by Dafu and Cai Rong when you go down."

Mr. Chen joked with a smile on his face, but his heart was heavy and he felt more and more detached.

All things are empty, only He lasts forever.

Cai Rong was buried, a monument was erected and a grave was built, and a farewell ceremony was held.

Cai Guling's emotions went out of control and he cried loudly. The candlelight was fragrant, but people's hearts were sad.

“Wuwuwu…”

Mr. Chen played a song of mourning to the heavens, which was so sad that it shook the heavens. It carried not only the emotions of Cai Rong's death, but also those of many departed friends.

Yang Huayue and others said that this is the sound of Tao. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it does have an indescribable charm that can touch people's hearts and souls.

The white-haired Wang Xian's vision was a little blurry. He thought of many things and finally touched Wang Zhu's head. This was his last thought for the journey.

Ten years later.

The autumn wind is still bleak and the sky is dark.

After Wang Xian passed away, another grave appeared beside Tianque Peak.

The two young men gradually shed their youthfulness, learned about the world of immortals, experienced separations, and practiced more diligently.

Chen Sheng, standing alone on the mountain, saw Dafu, Cai Rong, and Wang Xian. He thought of old Changtou who had left long ago, and the group of old jailers in District A11, who had all become withered and defeated.

(End of this chapter)