"I don't want to hear this heavenly sound."

An old voice sounded slowly.

In this area, an old man walked out. He had a thin body, ordinary eyes, but a pair of sword-like eyebrows that were extremely narrow and sharp.

At this moment, his face was full of satisfaction. He was impressed by Chen Sheng's suona and thought it was heavenly sound that was rare to hear.

"Old Hu, you actually know how to brag about others."

Xiao Feng recognized this old man. He was also a subordinate of the Tibetan keeper. His name was Hu Yun. He was a cold and hard person. Every time Xiao Feng played the flute, he looked disdainful, which made Xiao Feng angry.

He originally thought that the old man did not understand music and could not listen to elegant music, but it seems that is not the case.

"Chen Daoyou's suona is absolutely a master's style."

Hu Yun exclaimed.

"I see you clearly have a prejudice against me."

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows. The sound of his jade flute was like the gentle breeze and bright moon, with the charm of a hermit or a gentleman, and he was praised by many people.

Somehow, when it came into Hu Yun's mouth, it became unbearable.

"Your music is full of whining without reason. It's far inferior to that of Chen Daoyou."

Hu Yun shook his head and reluctantly explained the reason to Xiao Feng. This young man had experienced one or two dark times, and he thought he had understood the true meaning of the world. He hid in the storage room, holding a broken flute, and pretended to be sober while everyone else was drunk.

The clear breeze and bright moon are indeed nice, but they are too empty and ordinary.

The sound of Chen Sheng's suona is extraordinary. It contains so many things. If you savor it carefully, you can feel the vicissitudes of life, life and death, helplessness, sadness, and laughter. It is truly the sound of heaven.

Judging from the song and the person, it is clear that Mr. Chen is a man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life but is on the right path. Such a person will naturally gain his respect.

“…”

This time, Xiao Feng did not refute, but fell into deep thought. He indeed heard a kind of heaviness in Chen Sheng's suona sound, which he completely lacked at the moment.

"Since we are colleagues, we should get closer in the future. If you encounter any difficulties, you can also tell me."

Hu Yun is not a gentle person. His expressionless face gives people a cold feeling. Once he shows a different expression and his sword-like eyebrows move slightly, he becomes even colder.

But it is precisely this kind of people who don't joke and speak their mind, who are truly reliable.

"He is invincible below the Nascent Soul stage."

Xiao Feng explained.

He was angry because Hu Yun had no interest in his Xiao Dao, but he highly respected his swordsmanship.

Hu used his strength to prove his toughness. When the sword flashed, he was invincible among those of the same level.

"Very arrogant, but definitely a strong man."

Mr. Chen nodded and accepted the kindness. An invincible helper below the Nascent Soul stage could indeed be of great use.

The two colleagues were easy to get along with. There was no assignment from the keeper of the vault, so Chen Sheng concentrated on digging out the secrets of the Yuanliang Dynasty in the vault room.

However, the time was short and there was no immediate result, so he was not anxious and continued to search slowly.

One month's term of office has expired.

“Squeak…”

Mr. Chen returned to the laundry lane, stood in front of the door, and pushed the door open. The courtyard was clean and picturesque, which made him feel very happy.

"Sir, you are back."

Manager Zhao calculated the time and waited. When he heard the noise and saw Chen Sheng, he was overjoyed.

“It’s boring to stay at home.”

Mr. Chen looked at the yard and found it very clean. He thought that Butler Zhao cleaned it every day. However, it was a bit of a waste of talent for a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage to do such miscellaneous chores.

"When people get old, they don't have the energy or interest to go out."

Butler Zhao shook his head. He did not have great ambitions, but rather enjoyed a quiet old age. He said, "During this period, Jiang Ming and Mo Huan came once or twice. They should come again later."

He was able to take up the position of manager thanks to Mr. Chen, and was looked up to by Jiang Ming and Mo Huan. They could ask for help whenever there was any problem.

"Then go prepare the banquet."

Mr. Chen nodded.

"good……"

Butler Zhao went out without saying a word. Not long after he left, two other figures came in from the courtyard gate. They were Jiang Ming and Mo Huan.

"Master, it's been a long time since we last met. How do you feel in the storage room?"

After not seeing each other for a month, Mo Huan was still the same, calm and gentle, no longer blowing up the furnace, his robe was spotless, and he already had the elegance of an alchemist.

He was extremely enthusiastic towards Mr. Chen and went straight to his house after calculating the date.

"fine."

Mr. Chen worked in the storage room. Everything was good there. His colleagues were good, the environment was good, it was quiet and there were no disputes.

"That Xiao Feng is not aloof, that Hu Yun is not cold and hard, they are both difficult people to get along with."

This answer made Mo Huan stunned. He was a person who had worked in the storage room. Those two colleagues were extremely difficult to get along with, and the surroundings were quiet, so he could not stay there and just left.

"No, everything is fine."

Mr. Chen said with a smile.

The reasons Mo Huan mentioned did exist, but because of the suona, he and Xiao Feng became like-minded people, and Hu Yun was also impressed by him. In addition, he was experienced and had extraordinary means, so there was no way he could not get along with the two of them.

"Did he change his temperament?"

Mo Huan, not knowing the reason, muttered to himself that he could only blame time for smoothing out the indifference of Xiao Feng and Hu Yun.

"how……"

Seeing Mo Huan confused, Jiang Ming joked: “Seeing that Fellow Daoist Chen gets along well with his colleagues, you are unwilling to do so.”

He was happy that this new friend could stay away from troubles in the storage room.

"Humph, don't misinterpret my meaning."

Mo Huan turned his head away.

"Two distinguished guests have arrived. The host has sent me to buy wine and food. We can start the feast soon."

At this time, Butler Zhao came back in a hurry. Seeing Jiang Ming and Mo Huan had arrived, his face was full of joy. Just as expected, there was no delay.

"That would be great."

Mo Huan felt a rare sense of ease and comfort in this small courtyard. When he heard about the banquet, he became even happier.

Jiang Ming was no exception, but he was still a little proud. He said, "I am not a person who likes to eat and drink for free, especially with men, but Chen Daoyou is an exception, and Mo Huan is half an exception."

His voice was brisk, not because he really looked down on Mo Huan, but this was how the two of them got along.

"How come I'm only half!"

Mo Huan muttered to himself, although the furnace always exploded when he was refining the elixir, he also had his advantages.

While chatting and laughing, Butler Zhao had already prepared the banquet.

The three of them took their seats, and there was clear wine, fragrant water, and various mouth-watering delicacies. More importantly, the atmosphere was harmonious and priceless.

"Master, I feel that my basic alchemy skills are getting stronger day by day. You can teach me the more advanced alchemy skills now."

At the banquet, Mo Huan's eyes sparkled. When he mentioned the Dao of Alchemy, he was full of enthusiasm. He felt that he had completely mastered the second-level Dao of Alchemy and needed to move on to the next level.

"You still have to practice."

Mr. Chen was speechless. Mo Huan was a genius, but some habits and mistakes needed time to be corrected. If he walked too fast, there would be a risk of falling.

"All right."

Being rejected, Mo Huan smiled awkwardly, but did not insist. Whatever the master said was right.

"Becoming an alchemist is also a path."

Beside him, Jiang Ming seemed to sigh or murmur, a little confused, and said: "What is my path?"

"Have you completely withdrawn from the Marquis' Mansion?"

Mr. Chen asked.

At the last banquet, Jiang Ming revealed his true feelings. The eldest and second oldest were arguing fiercely, and he, the third oldest, indulged in romance and revealed his own attitude.

"Resigned."

Speaking of this, Jiang Ming's heart sank. It was really because his two brothers were fighting too fiercely. He was born two hundred years later and did not have much strength. It would be comfortable for him to withdraw early.

“Waiting is also a way.”

Mr. Chen comforted him.

…

Four days passed in the blink of an eye.

Mr. Chen returned to the storage room. The surroundings were quiet and the Wanqing Daozang was glowing faintly. If he did not want to delve into the secrets, it would be nice to practice in such a small area.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you're back."

Xiao Feng's eyes lit up. After Chen Sheng came, he no longer hid in the formation. He was free and easy, and would pay attention to his surroundings from time to time.

“I’m back.”

Mr. Chen nodded.

"I have made some progress recently. Can you give me some advice?"

Under the light of Daozang, Xiao Feng's figure was flawless, his eyes were bright, and the jade flute in his hand was very translucent, which was a rare treasure.

"You can listen, but I don't deserve your advice."

Mr. Chen chuckled. He would not show off his authority and always treated people as equals.

"call……"

Afterwards, Xiao Feng stood in the soundproof formation and started playing the music. The tune was the same as last time, but when one listened carefully, there was another change.

It is still ethereal and even hollow, but it no longer pursues absolute transcendence. It can also illuminate the bottom layer, and the level is raised immediately.

The song is over.

There was a hint of anticipation in Xiao Feng's eyes as he waited for Chen Sheng's comments.

"The breeze is gentle, the moon is bright, the insects are chirping, and the grass is swaying. What a beautiful spring scene."

Mr. Chen exclaimed.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you really understand me."

After he finished speaking, Xiao Feng danced with excitement. The feeling of being understood and affirmed was too wonderful.

“I have made some progress.”

Hu Yun came over and his opinion of Xiao Feng improved.

This tune no longer seeks elegance blindly, but is willing to bend down and touch the humble insects and grass. Although it is not yet profound, without the rhythm of life interwoven with mire and suffering, it is different from the previous realm.

"This storage room has become more popular."

Seeing this scene, the keeper of the archives who was reading history quietly smiled gently. Since Chen Sheng's arrival, this quiet place has become more lively.

Xiao Feng and Hu Yun, one old and one young, did not get along well and rarely spoke to each other throughout the year. As the treasure keeper, he was also uncomfortable with it.

In this way, Chen Sheng worked as the treasurer for ten years.

He finally dug out something from the vast sea of ​​classics.

Back then, Chen Ergou and Emperor Yuanliang Qin Zheng formed a personal army called Longxiang Guard, which had a large number of men and extremely high combat effectiveness.

They came out from the capital of gods, sweeping away the chronic diseases in the sky like a rainstorm. They swept everywhere they went and were invincible for three months. However, they were blocked in "Yun Ze". After that, the war became stalemate and something unexpected happened.

"Yunze? I have to go investigate."

Mr. Chen realized that the historical truth might be hidden here, and he had to go there no matter what.

"You're going out?"

In front of the desk, the keeper of the warehouse looked up, looked at Mr. Chen who had "asked for leave", and repeated it.

"Four days may not be enough. You need to ask for a few more days."

Mr. Chen nodded.

"Well, go ahead."

The treasure keeper Shi Shen took a look at Chen Sheng and saw some clues in the past ten years, but he didn't say anything and agreed to Chen Sheng's vacation.

Before leaving Shendu, Chen Sheng talked to Butler Zhao and asked Mo Huan to pay attention to the mood of the Keeper of the Treasures and comfort him when necessary. He could not abandon his current status as the Keeper of the Treasures' subordinate.

Afterwards, he used the "official road" and at great expense opened a teleportation array and teleported to the vicinity of Yunze.

"Where should I start?"

Chen Sheng looked down at this area from the sky. The fields were vast and endless. Although it was not an important place in the Yuanliang Dynasty, it should not be underestimated.

Various forces emerged in his mind, including government officials, immortal cultivation families, and independent cultivators. He finally locked on to "Liushan Liuhe Manor".

First of all, this is the number one force in Yunze, and it must know some unknown secrets.

In addition, this is also a strange force. After the Longxiong Guard was blocked in Yunze, it sprang up overnight and gathered strong men from all walks of life.

Liuhe Village, the eight heroes, are famous in the area and enjoy all the glory.

"Rustle"

Chen Sheng moved across mountains and rivers and saw a famous mountain in the distance. It was tall and majestic, filled with spiritual energy and filled with monks.

This is Liushan, where Liuhe Manor is located. Below the top of the mountain, there are low-level cultivators stationed there. Only the manor on the top is the real foundation.

"clatter"

Wisps of energy emanated from Chen Sheng's body, covering himself, like the breeze on the mountains or the mist beside the bright moon, inconspicuous and leaving no trace.

On Willow Mountain, there stood many cultivators, with thousands of eyes turning around freely, but they could not find a hidden figure.

Mr. Chen concealed his figure and aura, and passed by in a flash. The figures around him disappeared like a passing show.

Following the mountain path, he came to the gate of the manor, paused, and disappeared in like a cloud dragon.

Liuhe Manor is not as cluttered and casual as the one at the foot of the mountain. The layout is very grand and it truly has the aura of being the largest force in Yunze.

There are pavilions and palaces stretching out one after another, with masters hiding inside, cultivating their spirits and feeling very comfortable.

"Eight Qis, are they the so-called Eight Heroes?"

Mr. Chen felt the eight strands of energy, the strongest and most ferocious, and guessed that they should be the eight masters of Liuhe Manor, all of whom were Golden Elixir True Immortals, with realms of different levels.

"Is this the study?"

He suddenly became cautious, not because he was afraid of something, but because he didn't want to alert the enemy before he found something useful.

In a room, he saw a letter weighed down by a paperweight. His eyes lit up and he walked in quietly.

The paper on the desk was blank, but Chen Sheng didn't care at all. The spirit of the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir Realm slowly spread out, embracing everything, and suppressing everything. He groped inch by inch and found all the hidden layers and plywood in the study.

“Crack…”

After breaking the restriction, Chen Sheng found out the letters from the hidden layers and boards one by one. After a while, he had a large pile of letters in his hands.

"It is normal for Liuhe Manor and Yunze to have exchanges with each other."

He sat in the main seat and looked around quickly, gradually getting a general understanding of Yunze. Except for Liuhe Manor, the remaining three families were also powerful.

Suddenly, he noticed something unusual. Some of the letters were extremely short, with only the four words "calm". But when he read on, he found a clue.

"Why are these letters nameless? And have no address? Is this a one-way communication?"

(End of this chapter)