Mr. Chen's life became peaceful again. He was a man who could endure loneliness and would not force himself to accomplish great things when he was young.

Practice swordplay, read through the first-level spiritual herbs atlas, and refine Qi.

Occasionally, he would move a chair and lie down in the East Thirteenth District, basking in the sun. He would compare the spiritual herbs he planted with the knowledge in his mind one by one to verify what he had learned.

Find time to relax while being busy, be neither arrogant nor impatient, be modest and gentle, and understand the tranquility of life.

"Have you memorized the Atlas of First-level Spiritual Herbs?"

Xifu is not a proud and conceited person. The hardships he suffered in his youth made him strong, but when facing the younger generations, he was full of gentleness and did not want them to suffer any setbacks.

He saw clearly how Chen Sheng behaved and acted in Chenguang Palace. He felt that apart from his poor aptitude, there was really no flaw in this young man. He was someone who could be taught with care.

"Okay."

For the past three or two months, Mr. Chen has devoted most of his energy to the study of first-level spiritual herbs. At the beginning, he thought that the spiritual herbs all looked similar, but now he can see that they are different in subtle details.

Xi Fu randomly mentioned several kinds of spiritual herbs, and Chen Sheng was able to answer them all without any mistakes.

He knew it was time to move on to the next stage, and said, "Today I will teach you the eight methods of controlling fire."

The Eight Methods of Controlling Fire is a skill to train how to control the fire in the furnace. By practicing it constantly, one can achieve perfect control over the fire in the furnace when refining the elixir.

Immediately following.

Xi Fu pointed his finger at Chen Sheng's spiritual platform, and eight scrolls immediately appeared in the latter's mind.

Erupting volcano.

A glamorous waterfall.

Unruly lightning.

The tranquil lake.

A complicated chess game.

A flying dragon soaring into the sky.

Towering mountains.

The golden sea of ​​sand.

The eight methods of controlling fire are to ignite the gas in the palm of your hand and simulate these eight scenes. The more realistic it is, the more powerful your control over the fire will be.

"To be able to practice the Eight Methods of Controlling Fire to perfection, he must be a master of fire."

Chen Sheng found it very difficult. The eight figures in his mind had both form and spirit, and contained various techniques. It was extremely difficult to simulate them on his palm with Dan Huo and make them lifelike.

"Of course, this is an ancient fire control technique that can be learned throughout a lifetime."

Xi Fu told Chen Sheng that this was a widely spread ancient fire control technique, still used by many famous alchemists, but there were very few alchemists who inherited the essence of the Eight Methods of Fire Control, and most of them were incomplete.

The eight fire-controlling techniques he passed down were exactly the right and authentic ones, and were a great opportunity for him when he was young.

"The Third Lord of the Law Enforcement Hall is here to visit."

The arrival of one person shook the entire medicine house.

The Law Enforcement Hall is a serious and tough department, usually representing arrests and blood. This time even the Third Hall Master showed up, which made Ruirui feel uneasy. What big thing had happened?

"I don't know if the Third Palace Master is here, but someone in the Medicine House has committed a crime?"

Elder Shen, the controller of the medicine house, had a solemn expression on his face. Although the person standing in front of him was a young-looking guy, he did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

The authority of the Law Enforcement Hall is greater than that of the Pharmacy, and it can only be countered by the inner sect's alchemy department.

"I'm here to look for someone and reminisce about the past."

Faced with the Yaolu's large-scale mobilization, Chen Ergou felt extremely helpless.

As his power grew, his every move would cause others to speculate, and sometimes even nothing serious would be turned into a huge commotion.

Like today, he just wanted to come to the pharmacy to find Mr. Chen and chatter, but he caused the pharmacy to take him seriously.

“I see.”

"It's not good to mobilize so many people here to ask the elders for something to enter and leave the medicine house."

Chen Ergou had thought about concealing his entry into the medicine house, but the outer gate was an important area with its own rules. He was a member of the Law Enforcement Hall, so he had to pay more attention to the rules.

Therefore, we can only come through the main gate.

“Sure, sure.”

Elder Shen didn't want Chen Ergou to come to the medicine house often. Those who catch thieves have sharp eyes. Although the medicine house is clean, he doesn't believe that it is spotless.

If someone who is short-sighted happens to run into Chen Ergou, the medicine house will be in chaos.

However, it was obvious that he could not refuse, so he could only take out an identity token and give Chen Ergou the authority to enter and leave the medicine house at will.

"Then I will go visit my friends. Please do as you please."

Chen Ergou said a few words casually and left.

He has to deal with so many people one by one, so he doesn't have the time.

"Who is the old friend of the Third Lord of the Law Enforcement Hall?"

Looking at Chen Ergou's receding figure, the people in the medicine house were still restless and gathered together, wondering which of them had a relationship with such a big shot.

"Chenguang Hall! New deacon? No wonder Luo Jiaoyuan was beaten up, but there was no movement from Elder Jia Ping. It seems he was frightened."

Soon, the answer came out.

Along with it, a hidden secret also surfaced.

That was the outer sect elder Jia Ping, who doted on Luo Jiaoyuan very much. Even if his nephew was wrong, he would never stand by and watch him being beaten without doing anything.

But that time, he just quit like an outsider.

It turns out that I was forced to look the other way.

"Third Palace Master, you...you..."

Xi Fu looked at the Third Lord of the Law Enforcement Hall, who was extremely humble in front of Chen Sheng, with his eyes wide open. It was hard to imagine that two people with such different identities and status could have such a deep friendship.

Moreover, Mr. Chen still occupies a dominant position among them.

"Master Xi Dan, this is my eldest brother from my family."

When Chen Ergou treats outsiders, his face is cold and hard. There is no arrogance or gentleness, only a kind of distant indifference.

However, because of Mr. Chen, he greeted Xi Fu with a smile on his face.

"Brother Chen, you are really a hidden talent."

Xi Fu did not dare to show off in front of the Third Lord of the Law Enforcement Hall and was very polite. Even his attitude towards Chen Sheng became respectful.

Before, when he faced Chen Sheng, he had the intention of advising the younger generation like an elder, but now he doesn't dare to do that. The eldest brother of the third hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall can definitely be on equal footing with him.

"I am just a person who does my job well and never care about these things."

Mr. Chen was very calm. He had never thought of relying on Chen Ergou's power to do anything, so there was naturally no need to publicize it.

It is others who make simple things complicated.

"Yes, it is."

Xi Fu complained in his heart, you don’t have to care about it, but Yaolu has to care about it, and he and his other colleagues have to care about it too.

If you are displeased, the Law Enforcement Hall will strike hard at Yaolu, and that will be a lot of fun.

After a few words, Xifu left.

He knew that Chen Ergou wanted to reminisce about the past with Chen Sheng, and it would not be convenient for an outsider to be here.

(End of this chapter)