Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

The outside world is full of ups and downs and constant fighting.

Twenty years have passed, and countless comrades have died and their bodies have piled up in mountains, while a few have become prominent and prosperous.

On the edge of Qingping Valley.

A strong fortress stands tall, covered with traces of various battles, but it has not been damaged and still exists.

It's not that there were no monks from Langya who tried to push him, but they all failed.

Zhou Xian held his sword and stood firm on one side, killing an unknown number of people. The blood at the gate of the camp was shockingly deep.

He sharpened his sword to a sharp edge, but it was not meant for pure killing and did not lose its skill.

You can often see him coming back covered in blood. Without stopping, he starts to open the alchemy furnace again, refining fragrant elixirs one after another.

then……

He succeeded in building the foundation and became a second-level alchemist. He opened the medicine house and showed his prestige in the border area. He was very good.

At the same time, countless fortresses took root on the territory of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, connecting vertically and horizontally, like a dense line of defense, entangling the footsteps of Zixi Immortal Sect and Langya Immortal Sect.

In the turbulent ancient frontier, although the war was strong, the vitality of the spiritual grass was not weak either. It was also an era when alchemy was flourishing.

Alchemists emerged one after another, most of whom were from Yaolu's lineage, and some outstanding talents in the field jumped to the scene, making people envious.

This made Yaolu known as one of the two heroes of Guangxiu Immortal Sect in the past twenty years.

The other one is the Black Abyss Prison.

One is unparalleled in farming, and the other relies on Yanlou to build an intelligence network. Every time he strikes, it is a sure kill, so powerful that it makes people tremble.

The reputations of Yang Li and Kuang Mengting were widely spread, and countless people were shocked that the Guangxiu Immortal Sect had become silent and had two more powerful masters.

The dark blades they led were fierce and fierce. Even if they were surrounded by monks Langya and Zixi, they could still withstand the attack and counterattack.

Apart from the two of them, Dark Blade is also full of talents.

The third commander, An Daozu, met Yang Li at Kuang Shucheng's birthday banquet. Although they were one move away from each other, they were not weak at all.

Over the years, I have worked bravely and diligently, and finally caught up.

The fourth leader was a monk from the original 14th team, named Kang Liang, who came from behind and occupied a position.

Relatively speaking, Chang Qinghua, who was of the same generation as An Zudao, was a little less lucky. He stopped before becoming a leader and became a captain, but his achievements were not small and he showed the demeanor of a strong man.

Behind them are Little Blind, Lu Xinghou, Liu Shang and others, all rising stars who have shown enough potential and have a promising future.

……

"Rumble..."

Chen Sheng is already at the golden elixir level of combat power, so he doesn't take action easily, so he sits firmly in the Black Abyss Prison and concentrates on cultivating.

He was sitting in a secluded room, doing his exercises cross-legged, and there seemed to be a true sun hidden in his Dantian. The golden elixir was bright, shining with fierce brilliance and unparalleled power.

The acupoints all over the body are slightly glowing, like real dragon cyclones, swallowing up the essence of heaven and earth and refining it into magic power.

When reciting the Health Sutra, Chen Sheng will also practice the Xuanhuang Qi Condensation Technique, which is a superb method that allows the golden elixir to rotate and breathe out, and spit out the turbid qi bit by bit.

In addition to refining Qi, he did not fall behind in the process of Rixi Divine Light Body. He even used mana as fuel to refine every inch of flesh and blood, making the whole body as crystal clear as jade and the blood as pure as a person born in the pure Qi world. Like a god, free from dust.

"boom"

Sometimes, when Chen Sheng has perfected the Zhoutian practice and is full of energy, he will make a slight move and punch out with a punch that penetrates the void.

The entire Black Abyss Prison was shaking, as if a terrifying will had revived. Looking down, each of the prisoners felt their hairs growing cold.

They could feel the terrifying power of that energy. Even if they were at their peak, fighting grandly, they would be crushed to death in an instant.

Therefore, these extremely vicious criminals have become more and more gentle over the years, staying in their cells, silent and silent.

"Observing the Great Master's Heart Sutra"

Chen Sheng stopped practicing and turned his hand over. A square white sheet fell on the sky, with beautiful handwriting, obviously written by a woman.

This was left to him by Chen Lian. After the Golden Elixir, his state of mind became deeper and deeper, and he felt the power of this practice method. Although it was simple, it pointed to the root of the great path.

After all, it was a pity that Chen Lian had talent and opportunity, but no destiny, so she had no choice but to die of old age.

"Woooooooo..."

After observing the Great Master's Heart Sutra, Chen Sheng's heart felt ripples, and he took out a suona. Although it was an ordinary instrument, after four hundred years of rubbing it, it was tainted with inspiration and became a rare treasure.

This time, what he played was not Crying the Emperor, nor was it a special song, he was just expressing his feelings.

And what makes him most unforgettable?

Nothing more than...

Life and death separate us!

As a result, the music suddenly became extremely distant, deep and quiet, but it could not hide a trace of sadness. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not be retained, and it could not be reached through countless spaces.

Regret, a touch of loneliness.

The root of Taoism is in the underworld, which is death.

As time goes by and there are many dead, the tune becomes more and more sad, which even the passage of time cannot cover up.

"What is the one at the deepest place doing?"

In the Black Abyss Prison, the peaceful and dormant prisoners have become accustomed to an irresistible will lingering above their heads. They usually huddle up when they see big movements.

But at this time, their expressions changed drastically, they wanted to shout, their minds were extremely confused, and there was a sad sound in their hearts, which actually meant death.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of one's heart.

"puff"

Some prisoners are cunning and ruthless, and have given up many emotions for opportunities. At this time, when the lonely sound of suona is evoked, their spirits are confused, their emotions are turbulent, they spit out a mouthful of blood, and they fall to the ground with no idea of ​​life or death.

"Is the warden practicing some secret magic?"

The ones who caused the least interference were Wangzhu and Cai Guring from District A11. They were in a perfect state of mind, calm and natural, free from sin and killing, and could continue to think under the sound of the suona.

The two knew that this was the sound made by Chen Sheng, which contained incredible power and was boundless in terror.

"This suona sound is not targeted specifically, but comes naturally. It is not that aggressive. Those people can't stand it. They have a rotten Taoist heart."

Wangsuke turned around and looked around. He saw two prisoners in front of him. Their hearts were broken, their eyes were dull, and blood was bleeding from their mouths. They were indeed unconscious. If they were rescued, they would be useless.

"Perhaps, it can be regarded as a test of Taoism."

Cai Guling calmed his mind and closed his eyes, feeling as if he was in a miserable ghost world. There were countless demons around him, but they were all transformed by his own thoughts, which was extremely disturbing.

He didn't resist, just looked at it calmly, silently polishing his spirit and strengthening himself.

Wangsuke saw this and imitated the practice. The two quiet and pure masters slowly became stronger in the darkness.

"This magical power is not perfect yet."

In the quiet room, Chen Sheng put down the suona and fell into thought.

He is indeed creating a great method, not a method that relies on the quality of immortality, but a method that truly contains his insights on the great road.

Before breaking into the golden elixir, he went through many life and death experiences. When Chen Lian died, he had accumulated a lot of information and revealed a few clues.

Later, he was promoted to the Golden Elixir, but he never gave up on the creation of magical powers. Chen Lian's Avalokitesvara Heart Sutra gave him a kind of tranquility, which he used as a treasure raft to sail through the sea of ​​suffering in the past life and death.

This method already has a prototype, but it still needs to be polished, and it cannot be truly developed. It is almost ready, but it won't be long.

……

A hill at the inner gate.

A young man with white hair, taking care of a young child, with gentle eyebrows and gentle eyes, but not as fierce and domineering as when killing enemies, which is surprising.

"Xiao Chang'an, daddy will take you to meet someone. You must be well behaved and don't act recklessly."

Chang Siliu's vitality was seriously damaged after the battle with Fenglongchuan. Although he was saved by Chen Sheng's treatment, he was not completely destroyed, but he eventually went downhill.

Within five years, all of his hair had turned white, his combat power had declined, and he was no longer as sharp at killing enemies.

So, he got a wife.

Ten years later, a son was born, named Chang An. He was five years old. He was well-behaved and sensible. He wore a green shirt and had the gentleness of a gentleman. He was very pleasant.

"Dad, who is this person?"

Chang An rarely saw his father, who had a respected position, be so cautious, and he was very curious about the person he wanted to meet.

"A person who teaches you how to practice."

This is what Chang Siliang has thought about seriously. No matter what, he has to take Chang An on a journey. Even if he is rejected, it doesn't matter. At least he has tried hard.

If it happens, given this fate and that person's temperament, little Chang'an will be worry-free for the rest of his life.

"Practice? My father's swordsmanship is sharp and invincible at the same level. How can I use others to teach me?"

In the eyes of his children, his father is tall, mighty, and omnipotent. Chang An also believes that cultivation matters can be taught within his own confinement.

"That man is much more powerful than dad, and he's not an outsider either. You have to be obedient."

Chang Siliu smiled and shook his head. He was not being modest. With his sword, he could kill all the demons with fear. His own reputation was not small, but compared to that one, he was like the light of a firefly, nothing.

Even his skills and achievements were given by Him and gave him a way to become stronger.

"Be obedient. When did I become disobedient?"

Seeing that Chang Siyou was serious about what he said, Chang An didn't say anything. He was very smart, and someone who could be so highly praised by his father must be a highly respected person.

Behind him, a gentle woman watched the father and son go out and sent them off with a smile.

……

"Brother Chang is here, such a sensible little boy."

"The person looking for the warden is in the secret room."

"Please."

In the Black Abyss Prison, the Chang family and his son walked side by side. From time to time, jailers or dark blade monks would greet Chang Siliu and let them pass.

Although Chang Sixiu was from the Law Enforcement Hall, he came from the Abyss Prison and was familiar with the warden, so he was not an outsider.

"boom"

Chang Siyou stood in front of the quiet room, knocked gently on the door, and after receiving the promise, he took little Chang An in.

"Brother Chen..."

At a glance, he saw Chen Sheng. This elder from the past was still young and his eyes were extremely peaceful. He looked like a great being in a very high dimension, looking at the things in the world without any disturbance.

Chang An stood behind his father, also looking at Chen Sheng. His first impression was that of a very young man, and then that of an otherworldly man. Sitting there, he seemed to be overlooking the entire border area, watching the life and death of countless monks.

"Oh, I'm much older."

Chen Sheng sat there and looked back. He saw a sluggish young man with white hair. He couldn't overlap with the majestic Iron Punishment Chief in his memory.

The battle with Wind Dragon Pendant was such a pity.

He didn't want to repeat the story again, so his eyes turned to Chang An, and he saw some shadows of Chang Sixiang, and said: "My son is already so old."

It seemed that Chang Siyou had no regrets. Just as he said, he was relieved. Otherwise, he would not have married a wife and had a son quietly, and raised his son to be well-behaved and sensible.

Thinking of this, he let go of a lot. Everyone has their own destiny, and you can't force it.

"Xiao Chang'an, call someone."

Chang Siliu touched Chang An's head and found that he was a little nervous. Normally, there would be no problem, but it would be a pity if something went wrong now.

"Uncle, are you very powerful?"

A childish voice came out of Chang An's mouth. He was not nervous. He stared at Chen Sheng with his smart eyes, as if he wanted to see something strange.

"Hahaha, that's awesome. I can't say what I can do with one hand here, but I can definitely match the number with both hands."

Chen Changchang laughed, he was always very kind to children, he stretched out his hands cooperatively, clasped his fingers and said.

This is his inference. Jindan real people are extremely rare in the border areas. He has a great chance of winning among the same level. He should have a seat in the top ten.

"Did Brother Chen really take that step?"

Hearing this, Chang Sisi was shocked. When he was at Yanlou in Pengshan Lake, an old practitioner said that Chen Sheng had already taken that step, but not many people believed it, and he soon passed away with the wind.

But he kept it in mind. Now that Chen Sheng himself said that the feasibility has greatly increased, it should be close to ten.

"Uncle, you smell good, give me a hug."

Chang An was not very afraid of strangers and quickly became familiar with the place. After running around for a while, he came to Chen Sheng's side and sensed a sense of pure nature.

"Hey, you eat so well, so heavy."

Chen Sheng knew in his heart that the golden elixir was flawless, and his cultivation had given him a bit of the capital to live forever. When he breathed, his whole body was filled with pure energy, free from tackiness.

What Chang An said makes sense.

He smiled, held the little guy in his arms, weighed it twice, and showed a smile.

"I'm not fat."

Chang An muttered and twisted his body. He showed no sign of danger and was not afraid of the power of the warden, which was endearing.

"This is sent to me for cultivation."

Chen Sheng held Chang An in his arms and looked at Chang Sixiu. He guessed the latter's intention without paying much attention.

"If Brother Chen has this idea, I would be very willing."

Chang Siliu didn't dare to force it, but he did have this intention. Regardless of whether Chen Sheng had entered the realm of golden elixirs or not, he was far superior to him in terms of cultivation insights. He entrusted his son's cultivation without any burden in his heart.

"Then just practice here. If you have nothing to do, you can go back. No trouble."

Chen Sheng pondered for a moment and finally nodded, but he did not prohibit Chang An from returning home. The inner gate was on the left and right, which was a short distance away and could be reached in an instant.

In this way, I am very happy when I often think about it, and my joy keeps Chang An.

Chang An was also well-behaved. He didn't make any noise and followed Chen Sheng quietly.

Chen Sheng's teaching remained unchanged, following the path of Chang Sili, and taught Chang An Taibai Western Classic and Xuanhuang Qi Condensation Technique. However, in order not to repeat the same mistakes, Chang An was specially trained to temper his character, and allowed him to learn pharmacology and cultivate his body and mind.