Everyone sat down, smiling happily.

"Thank you for your hard work this time, Daoist Fellow Hu Yun."

Mr. Chen toasted Hu Yun with a glass. This time, despite the danger and the fighting, this man insisted on accompanying him. He was indeed a man of honor.

"happy."

Hu Yun picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The strong liquor burned his stomach and the heat rushed up his trachea. He couldn't help but let out a low cry, feeling extremely free and easy.

"Are you worried again?"

Chen Sheng's eyes turned and fell on Jiang Ming. Seeing a trace of worry between his brows, he said, "The eldest and the second are fighting again?!"

This was a disaster that Jiang Ming could not avoid. A prominent family and a master who gave orders caused brothers to quarrel with each other. It was too cruel.

"They don't get along, but it makes me cautious."

Jiang Ming said depressedly.

He accepted that there was no harmonious family, but the fights between his two elder brothers always affected him, which made him uncomfortable.

“It will pass.”

Mo Huan comforted.

There is no such thing as a young man who is never young. When the time comes, the two competitors of Runan Marquis Mansion will definitely be determined to see who is the better.

"These three young people are really harmonious."

During the banquet, Hu Yun looked at the three young figures with some envy. At such an exciting age, with their own little world without any calculations, they had all the opportunities to take off.

…

After a night, Chen Sheng and Hu Yun returned to the storage room.

There are vast collections of books here, and it is peaceful and splendid. If you stay here for a long time, you will be influenced by the Tao and feel that your body and mind are pure.

"Be quiet. Someone came along Yunze's route to inquire about your deeds, but I have sent him away."

The keeper of the warehouse met Mr. Chen and told him something. There was trouble on the doorstep. It was not difficult to guess that it was caused by these two absences.

This was his person guarding the storage room, so it was not his business to cause trouble, so he just sent him back.

"Where are you from?"

Mr. Chen asked.

He was a little surprised that he didn't find anything in Yunze, but instead someone else came to him first.

"I don't know. You can't afford to offend him now. He is at the Nascent Soul stage and he is just an errand boy."

The treasure keeper shook his head. He didn't know what Chen Sheng had dug into, but it must be very involved. He warned him seriously that he must keep a low profile.

"I see."

Chen Sheng secretly said that it was a close call. Thanks to the treasure keeper, the hidden tentacles were repelled, and a huge trouble was avoided.

At the same time, he also confirmed that something had indeed been exposed this time and the direction was correct, otherwise some people would not have come looking for him.

"What did you two do? Why did the governor say something?"

After thanking the treasure keeper, Chen Sheng and Hu Yun returned to the treasure room. When Xiao Feng saw them, he walked up to them happily.

The storage room is very large, but there are only a few people guarding it. He has been alone these past few days and feels extremely lonely.

"Killed a few people."

Mr. Chen said simply.

"Which force...? I won't ask. I can't help you."

Xiao Feng was very concerned, but before Chen Sheng went out, he thought of his "Nascent Soul fighting power" and became discouraged again, saying, "Practice the flute!"

There was some change in his state of mind, which could be heard from the sound of the flute.

A genius who was inexperienced in the world was hiding in the quiet of the storage room. Later, he got an epiphany from the sound of suona. He slowly untied the knot in his heart, his state of mind improved, and he walked towards the light little by little.

“It sounds better and better.”

Mr. Chen nodded, and Hu Yun was no longer disgusted. It really had that flavor, with an extra Taoist charm, and it was a melody that could truly touch people's hearts.

The days of guarding the storage room were leisurely. As usual, Mr. Chen searched for the word "blood of the underworld" in the Taoist scriptures.

Yunze and his party discovered that this thing contained strange power and should not be unknown to the public.

"Except for Fangcheng, no information related to the Nether Blood has been found yet."

Unfortunately, he did not find any other useful clues. Thinking of the warning given by the Tibetan historian, he decided to keep quiet and keep a low profile.

“Clatter…”

Mr. Chen sat cross-legged on a cushion with the True Spirit Book on his knees. He slowly flipped through the pages one by one.

He has already reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Realm. If he stands on tiptoe, he can already touch the barrier of the Nascent Soul Realm. Only by becoming stronger can he deal with the terrible enemy.

"call"

After flipping through the True Spirit Book for a long time, Chen Sheng closed his eyes and rested. The health-preserving meridians in his body began to circulate, and a slight breeze blew in the storage room, which was the trajectory of the flow of spiritual energy.

Waves of spiritual energy poured into his body, rushing through his meridians, circulating in circles, transforming into condensed magic power and falling into his dantian.

As the golden elixir turned, all the magic power disappeared. It seemed to have grown a little bit bigger, like a ripe melon.

"This Qi Refining Method is too compatible."

Here, Xiao Feng looked towards the trajectory of the flow of spiritual energy. The figure of Chen Sheng on the cushion was shining brightly, which was very mysterious. He knew that the technique he practiced was extremely extraordinary and possessed the ability to absorb the ten directions of heaven and earth.

"What is the origin of this person?"

The treasure keeper didn't believe that Chen Sheng came from the borderland. This man had a broad mind and a strong spirit. If he were in the capital, he would be considered a genius.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head. These had nothing to do with him. As long as the storage room was peaceful, everything would be fine.

January passed.

Washing clothes lane.

Thanks to the reminder from the treasure-guarding historian, Mr. Chen knew that he was being targeted. In order to avoid the turmoil, he did not go to Fangcheng. So he took his third vacation and finally stayed in his own courtyard.

"Master, I brought the spiritual herbs needed to refine the Huangya Fuqi Pill."

The gate of the courtyard shook, and Mo Huan came in trotting, holding a storage bag in his hand, which was filled with precious third-level spiritual herbs. It was a commission he had talked about with Chen Sheng last time, to refine the Huangya Fuqi Pill.

"good."

Chen Sheng casually took the storage bag with a calm expression. After immersing himself in the third-level alchemy for hundreds of years, he no longer felt much pressure.

"Are you going to make the elixir today?"

Manager Zhao's eyes lit up. He knew that Chen Sheng was good at alchemy, but he had never seen it in person. This time, his eyes were opened.

"Yes."

Mr. Chen nodded.

“Buzz…”

As soon as he thought of it, the black furnace flew out and landed in the courtyard. It grew to two or three feet in height, majestic and majestic, like a black mountain.

Afterwards, this jet-black alchemy furnace glowed red. It was the elixir fire that fell into the interior of the furnace, illuminating the inside and outside with a bright red color, which was extremely scorching.

“Clatter…”

Seeing this, Chen Sheng waved his hand, and the third-level spiritual herbs in the storage bag were dropped into the alchemy furnace like beads with broken strings, letting the alchemy fire burn them.

He was very good at this. Extracting the essence of spiritual herbs was just an ordinary thing for him. The most difficult part of alchemy was the integration of pharmacology, which was so diverse and mysterious that it was hard to describe.

"Is this the demeanor of a master alchemist?"

But just this one move made Mo Huan fascinated. People with low realms could not see the exquisiteness and could only say it was good. With the improvement of his alchemy skills, he realized the extent of Chen Sheng's skills. It was so great that he could not see Mount Tai at a glance.

"Good, that's great."

This was what Butler Zhao thought. He could not see how profound Chen Sheng's alchemy was, but his skill in controlling fire was superb. If used to attack, it could be very effective.

(End of this chapter)