Yiyuan Peak, Patriarch Hall.

The offerings on the spirit tablet were moved back to a distant place, but the aura it exuded had not completely dissipated, and it still had the domineering intensity of a battle.

Taoist Chongming, who had just returned from the battle, had a look of ease on his face and an extremely peaceful heart. He found the mountains and rivers beautiful.

It was actually this battle that demonstrated the power of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect. Moreover, a second Golden Core True Person appeared out of nowhere and they served as a guard of honor to each other, which solved his embarrassment of being alone and helpless.

With this battle, Chen Sheng's name spread to all the places, big and small, in the border areas, like the sun, illuminating the world.

"It's just an empty name."

Mr. Chen acted very calmly. When he was in charge of the medicine house, he was not as powerful as he is now, but he was also strong.

After two hundred years of settling in the Black Abyss Prison, he had completely washed away his impetuousness, his mind was deep and profound, and he had completely transformed into a strong man who was not easily affected by fame or disgrace.

"Don't be arrogant or impatient. No wonder you can cultivate to the golden elixir."

This attitude made Taoist Chongming admire him, and he also felt that this was a Taoist friend who could serve as a ceremonial guard. He asked, "What do you think about the future of Guangxiu Xianzong?"

Chen Sheng is a Jindan Zhenren, and his opinions are enough to influence the will of the Immortal Sect.

On this issue, he was extremely cautious, but also very much looking forward to this fellow being able to bring new transformation to the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

"Many of my friends are buried here, and I cannot let them be disturbed."

Chen Sheng glanced at the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, from the outer gate to the inner gate, with a deep warmth in his eyes.

He does not fight for fame or fortune. His only wish is that these deceased old friends can find peace and that their descendants can enjoy peace without being invaded by war.

"Eight hundred years of golden elixir have made us all lonely."

Taoist Chongming nodded. He could understand the loneliness and persistence. He had experienced everything that Chen Sheng had experienced.

In this life, I also pray for the sect to survive and prosper forever, and live up to the trust of my teachers.

"The situation in the border areas is chaotic and confusing. Only by strengthening our own strength can we cope with the subsequent twists and turns."

Chen Sheng had just reached the Golden Core Realm, and although he had some experience, he had not truly understood the foundation and structure of the major immortal sects, and was not in a hurry to make any arrangements.

If Taoist Chongming did not carry precious treasures such as the Four Guangxiu Flags and set up a trap with himself, he would accumulate strength in secret and wait until he has unparalleled and invincible fighting power before coming out.

"That's right."

Taoist Chongming thought about it and found that it was still difficult to enhance the strength of the Immortal Sect. He changed his mind and asked, "I wonder if your alchemy cultivation has made a breakthrough?"

He had expectations in his heart. A living third-level alchemist had too much power and could accomplish many things that a Jindan Zhenren could not do.

“A breakthrough.”

Mr. Chen nodded.

"A third-level alchemist, the most skilled alchemist of this era."

Taoist Chongming was overjoyed, and felt dizzy with such overwhelming wealth. He didn't expect that Chen Sheng was not only a Golden Elixir True Man, but also a third-level alchemist.

Such a person can improve the cultivation level of his disciples internally and attract alchemy masters externally to come and meet him, thus enhancing his power and prestige.

"Can the third-level spiritual herbs in the Immortal Sect's treasury be used for sacrifice?"

Chen Sheng, a third-level alchemist, also has a difficult life. Even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice. The third-level spiritual herbs in the border areas are too rare.

If he wanted to improve his alchemy skills, he had to get access to the Guangxiu Immortal Sect's treasury before he could start refining pills.

"It would be a waste to use the third-level spiritual herbs directly, and it would also be a waste to keep them without using them. It's just right for you to refine them all."

This was what Taoist Chongming had been longing for. Good ingredients needed a good cook to prepare them. Mr. Chen said frankly that a good cook could not cook without rice. The Guangxiu Immortal Sect also felt regretful for leaving the third-level spiritual herbs unused.

"Then I'll find some time to start refining pills and hone my skills."

"Where do you plan to live, fellow Daoist? Are you going back to the Black Abyss Prison?"

After solving the current problem, Taoist Chongming began to care about Chen Sheng, the new ancestor of Guangxiu Xianzong, in details.

This person is too important. In the future, the ceremonial guards of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect must be properly arranged and taken care of.

"No, let's go back to the quiet courtyard in Zhuxia Mountain."

Chen Sheng shook his head. Now that his Jindan realm cultivation had been exposed, it would not be appropriate for him to go in and out, lest others might become anxious and worried.

He planned to return to the quiet courtyard, back to the original starting point, in peace and quiet.

"Then it is settled."

Taoist Chongming said casually.

…

Chen Sheng also serves as the warden of the Black Abyss Prison, and is in charge of the four Dark Blade commanders and twenty teams.

These things cannot be thrown away all at once and need to be dealt with, so he went back to the Black Abyss Prison.

"Meet the warden!"

When Chen Sheng's figure appeared in the Black Abyss Prison, it caused a great sensation. This was an active Jindan Zhenren who had a two hundred year bond with them. Everyone in their hearts supported him very much.

The jailers and dark blade monks from twenty areas rushed over one after another, wanting to witness this moment.

"Just do it as usual, don't disrupt the order."

Mr. Chen gave instructions and calmed everyone down, and the surging crowd gradually receded.

The four commanders and twenty Dark Blade captains all asked him to stay.

"Warden, do you have any orders to issue?"

There was a burning flame in Yang Li's eyes. He wanted Chen Sheng to lead them to conquer the world and build a great reputation.

"Let me tell you something. From now on, the four of you will be in charge of the Black Abyss Prison."

Mr. Chen turned around and saw many faces that were similar to Yang Li. He was touched, but he still decided to make his decision.

"Warden, we..."

Hearing this, the entire Dark Blade became anxious and wanted to ask Chen Sheng to take back his decision, but then they thought that it would be a waste of his talent for a Golden Core to control an entire army.

"I am still the warden of the Black Abyss Prison. After a while, when one of you has made achievements, you can pass on this honor."

Mr. Chen waved his hand, interrupting everyone's thoughts, but he did not withdraw too quickly, giving them some buffer time.

"We are willing to follow the warden forever."

In the end, Yang Li and others accepted this decision, but they all knelt down to express their respect for Mr. Chen. As long as the order was given, they would move in full force.

"Okay, I will live in seclusion in Zhuxia Mountain in the outer sect from now on. If you have any problems, come find me."

Chen Shengsa left.

For him, there is only one thing that makes him sad, and that is death.

Apart from that, he was extremely free and easy. Resigning from the position of warden was nothing at all. He could still go in and out of the Black Abyss Prison and reminisce with his former subordinates.

(End of this chapter)