This is Xifu's alchemy room, which is sturdy and fireproof. When it is idle, Chen Sheng will come in and practice the eight methods of controlling fire.

"call……"

He concentrated his mind and held his breath, and the magic power in his dantian gathered in his palm along the meridians, burning into fire, like a piece of soft clay being molded into an erupting volcano.

However, this volcano looks a bit ugly. The mountain terrain, veins, magma and sparks all have the flavor of a crude painter's brushwork and ink, and there is no aesthetic appeal at all.

"Beauty is an extension of the Tao. Being this ugly is obviously not up to standard."

Mr. Chen clenched his hands into a ball, and the erupting volcano shape suddenly dissipated. He rubbed his numb temples.

Even though the Eight Fire Control Methods were crudely manipulated, he really put most of his energy into it.

No rush.

Time is on my side. If I can’t do it well now, I will do it well. There will always be a way to do it well.

This is Mr. Chen’s philosophy.

"The Eight Methods of Controlling Fire are not simple, they require the polishing of mental strength and magical power, and require great effort."

Xi Fu walked in, and was very pleased to see Chen Sheng practicing hard. However, the Eight Methods of Controlling Fire were too profound and detailed, and difficult to practice, so the practitioner had to have a good state of mind.

In this respect, Mr. Chen has undoubtedly passed the test.

"You have to take your time and do it slowly."

Mr. Chen understood this deeply.

For him, the Eight Methods of Controlling Fire can only be honed slowly. The best talent is like a sharp chisel, which can carve quickly, and the same is true in reverse.

“That’s the truth.”

Xi Fu nodded and said, "It just so happens that Chen Guang Palace has a batch of spiritual herbs that have not been delivered on time. You can go and take a look."

The alchemists at Yaolu have a quota for refining pills every quarter, and Yaolu is responsible for the required spiritual herbs.

He had ordered the "Ninghua Beiyuan" to prepare the spiritual herbs produced a month ago, but to this day, it has not been delivered yet.

"Okay, Ninghua Beiyuan, right?"

This is the duty of the steward of the medicine house, and Mr. Chen agreed without saying a word.

The Guangxiu Immortal Sect is very large, but it is impossible for all the spiritual herbs to be planted within the mountains. Some spiritual herbs are planted outside the sect and are taken care of by the subordinates.

Ninghua North Garden is fifty miles away from Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

It is built on the mountain and surrounds the stream.

There are many palaces and magical herbs are planted in them.

It's like a fairyland that has fallen into the human world.

There are relatively few immortal cultivators in Ninghua North Garden, and most of them are mortals who water the plants and turn the soil.

"clatter……"

Chen Sheng rode the demon horse of the Immortal Sect and came all the way. He traveled fifty miles at a speed as fast as lightning and arrived in almost an instant.

The manager of Ninghua North Garden, whose surname was Li, was already waiting at the door. When he saw Mr. Chen coming, he was very respectful.

"Meet the Butler."

Deacon Li did not dare to neglect the people in the medicine house, and the changes in the garden also made him feel uneasy. He was afraid of being punished and losing his life.

After all, this matter is not a small matter.

"Why haven't the spiritual herbs that Master Xi Dan needs been delivered?"

Mr. Chen got off the horse with a very calm attitude.

He has such a personality that no matter whether he is facing an immortal or a mortal, his state of mind will not change. He believes that there is no high or low between lives.

"Master Deacon, there is a problem."

Deacon Li felt a little relieved when he realized that Mr. Chen was a kind person.

"What's up?"

Mr. Chen had anticipated that the spiritual herbs in the medicine house could not be denied, and the manager of Ninghua North Garden would not dare to neglect it unless he was crazy.

This kind of delay can only mean there is a problem.

"A demon beast ran into the garden and ate up all the spiritual herbs."

Speaking of this, Manager Li's heart was bleeding. He worked carefully and did not dare to slack off at all when taking care of the spiritual herbs. He put his heart into it.

When it was time to harvest, he woke up to find that the medicine garden had exploded. He even wanted to die.

"To the medicine garden."

Mr. Chen said calmly.

Manager Li, with a sad face, brought Chen Sheng to the medicine garden. It was a mess. The once lush spiritual herbs had turned into a mess. Some were broken or had been bitten off in half, but most of them were gone.

There are many pits in the ground, deep and complex, like a series of connected tunnels.

It can be seen that it was dug out by a monster, and claw marks can be seen on the edge.

"Where's the monster?"

Mr. Chen’s first impression was that the place was very quiet, so quiet that it seemed dilapidated.

“It’s gone.”

Manager Li shook his head. At the beginning, the monster was still there and he had seen it. He wanted to kill it, but it had hidden underground. He tried several times, but it was useless.

"The first-stage mid-stage demon beast, a bloodthirsty beast, has disappeared."

Chen Sheng released his mental power and probed into the tunnel, but he did not see any monsters and the tunnel was empty.

He was somewhat familiar with the breath of the monster, it was a bloodthirsty rat. He had killed one before in Tieyun Ridge of Chen State, so he remembered it.

Level: middle stage one. According to the cultivation level of immortal cultivators, it is the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining.

"You think the thief in Ninghua North Garden is a monster?"

He felt something was amiss. After the bloodthirsty rat ate the spiritual herbs, it did not leave until it was seen by people in the garden, and then it disappeared.

It seemed like he was doing it on purpose, leading others to think that the spiritual herbs were eaten by monsters.

"Master Steward, even if you give us a hundred courages, we would not dare to do anything to bully the superiors and flatter the subordinates."

Just these words scared Deacon Li so much that he knelt down. He must never do theft while keeping his job. If the Immortal Sect found out, not only he himself but also his family and relatives would die.

"I mean, there is someone behind the scenes manipulating the monsters."

Mr. Chen deduced.

"This..., the old man's magic power is low, I don't know clearly."

Manager Li shook his head blankly, his mouth full of bitterness. His cultivation was low, only at the third level of Qi Refining. He was only appointed to manage Ninghua North Garden because of his first-class ability in growing spiritual herbs.

This is the medicine garden of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect. There had never been any problems there before, but something unexpected happened suddenly, and he was stunned.

Chen Sheng dared to say this, of course he discovered something. Swallowing all the spiritual herbs in the entire medicine garden was not something a first-level monster could digest.

So……

The spiritual herbs were not eaten, but were they destroyed? Everything that existed would leave traces, and destroyed spiritual herbs would also leave some residues, but obviously, there were no spiritual herb residues in the medicine garden.

When the chain of evidence cannot be closed reasonably after one link of inference, the "truth" is wrong.

He stopped questioning Manager Li, as the old man was now completely confused.

Relying on his seventh level of Qi Refining, he traced the traces of the bloodthirsty rats and headed towards the outside of Ninghua North Garden.

It was his duty and he couldn't just leave without knowing the reason.

(End of this chapter)