Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 232 Daoyin?
In the deepest part of Heiyuan Great Prison, that secluded and secluded residence has been replaced, but the lingering power has not diminished, and is still strong.

The more Yang Hua walked here, he was instantly attracted by a young figure. The man's eyes were very deep, and when he lowered his eyes, he seemed to be able to see through people's thoughts.

"Meet the warden!"

He lowered his head slightly, today is different from the past, Chen Sheng has stepped up from the first rank of jailer to the position of warden, his power is getting stronger and stronger, making people awe-inspiring.

Let him copy and go through this advanced path again, and he feels weird and difficult to do, but the other party walks over it with ease.

"Privately, don't use that kind of politeness."

Chen Sheng shook his head, and sat on the position of the warden. The people who were familiar with Dark Blade before faced him again, and it didn't feel right.

He understood that it was the power of authority, which was intimidating to the hearts of the people. The warden of the Black Abyss Great Prison, who was among the top ranks of the Immortal Sect, was indeed impressive.

"The warden, you have a big heart, I think you never hated Chang Qi."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Yang Huayue's face, he was less restrained, but still unnatural. Fortunately, knowing Chen Sheng's intentions, he was still open-minded, and took advantage of the situation to explore Chang Qi's tone.

"He asked you to come."

Chen Sheng thought things through all of a sudden, and he could understand Chang Qi's anxiety. After all, he blocked his boss's advancement and failed.

Under the Heiyuan Great Prison under his command, Chang Qi, as a subordinate, is really suffering.

This matter is not a secret, it is known to everyone, the warden mentioned it yesterday, and he asserted that he should be beaten as soon as possible, hoping for a clear mind.

Everything is up to me, the overall situation is up to me.

As long as he intends to embarrass Chang Qi, it is normal to be relegated, and no one will find it strange.

"Chang Qi, as well as Ximen Qiao and Zhao Song, they are all worried."

Yang Huayue did not deny that after Chang Qi's defeat, Chen Sheng took the position, and as a subordinate who had "disobeyed", he was always restless and worried.

I'm afraid that it will be liquidated someday, and the arrival of the day is still uncertain, which is even more tormenting.

Similarly, Ximenqiao and Zhao Song felt uneasy.

The hidden worries of these two people came from the fact that they had never dealt with Chen Sheng before. For example, Yang Huayue and the others had more or less a relationship with Chen Sheng.

There were only the three of them, who seemed to be drifting away. As a leader, I hated this kind of person the most.

"These three people have done anything against morality."

Chen Sheng said calmly.

"Chang Qi is reckless, Ximen Bridge is alert, and Zhao Song is a bit ambitious, but these three people are doing things in the right way."

Yang Huayue shook his head, the three of them have different personalities, but they have imprisoned criminals all their lives and struggled against the shadows of the world of cultivating immortals, and their personalities are not stained.

"In this case, how could I attack the three of them for no reason? It would be too contemptuous of me."

That's right.

Chen Sheng didn't care.

He has seen Chang Qi, Ximen Qiao, and Zhao Song's overtures, but so what?
He has absolute confidence in controlling the Black Abyss Great Prison, and there is no need to engage in balance. The will of one person determines the will of all.

For subordinates who have never made mistakes, he treats them equally, and does not beat or insult them, which is already holy enough.

"That's right, these three are assholes, but I think the warden will be very happy to hear that he doesn't care about the past, and he will work hard in the future."

Yang Huayue looked excited, happy for Chang Qi and the others, and also realized that Chen Sheng really hadn't changed, and his heart was still upright.

Whether as a friend or a leader, following such a person will give you peace of mind.

"Other than that, what else is there?"

With a glance in Chen Sheng's eyes, it was like lightning flashing, illuminating the empty room, and he seemed to be able to see the floating thoughts of people.

"The wild goose tower... I'm not coveting it. No one will touch the wild goose tower in Xingyou Xianfang. It's just that it has such craftsmanship and reputation. If it doesn't open a few more elsewhere, it will be a waste after all."

Yang Hua hesitated for a moment or two, and finally opened his mouth. The Yanlou in Xingyou Xianfang became more and more famous.

Seeing that Ling Jian and Su Lin received a steady stream of cultivation resources, their colleagues at the same level were a little jealous.

"yes."

Chen Sheng was noncommittal, his flat eyes fell on Yang Huayue, as if he wanted to see the attitude of Dark Blade towards Yanlou through him.

"Of course, everything is headed by the warden's plan. After all, our vision is too shallow to see clearly."

Yang Huayue shrank back, Chen Sheng's eyes fell down, and he felt that his thoughts had been seen through, and he couldn't help but regret that he knew that he would not agree to everyone's request, and let him bear the scrutiny alone.

"I have other plans for the matter of the Wild Goose Tower, so you don't have to worry about it, but if this is done, there will be no shortage of cultivation resources for you."

Chen Sheng cut off the thoughts of everyone in Dark Blade. Yanlou is of great use, and he decided to take care of it as a whole, radiate all directions, build the intelligence network of Heiyuan Prison, and have money bags.

As long as this is done, there will be no shortage of Dark Blade's training resources, and the voice and ability of Heiyuan Prison will also increase greatly.

"Yes, I will pass this news on to my colleagues."

Yang Huayue didn't know Chen Sheng's follow-up arrangements, but he was relieved that this episode was finally over.

At this time.

In the Heiyuan Great Prison, a young servant came. He was a little flustered on his handsome face. After he told the story, he arrived at Chen Sheng's place smoothly.

"Senior, the old warden has passed away."

He was gasping for breath, but he was extremely quick-witted, grasping the key points at once and explaining things clearly.

"what!"

For Chen Sheng, this was nothing less than a thunderbolt. His mind was shaken, and his gathered aura dispersed. A hazy connotation spread throughout the room, as if the real world had been peeled away, making people feel a touch of sadness. .

"The warden is a gentle man, but he has a fierce power. I stick to my duty, which is a safe way."

Yang Hua was shocked by the news, but the scene of Chen Sheng exuding power also shocked him deeply.

He has always been unable to see through Chen Sheng. The path from jailer to warden was tepid, but it gave people a harmonious and natural feeling.

It seemed that he was supposed to be in that position, even if they didn't fight, they had to give way, which was extremely unpredictable.

"When did it happen?"

Chen Sheng put all his thoughts on the warden, asking for more information about the young servant.

"At noon today, there are dark clouds covering the sun, and the warden sits down at the same time."

The young servant explained the matter slowly and clearly. When he woke up this morning, he found that the warden was a little busy. He sorted out the old things and put them aside. He also wrote some words for some unknown purpose.

Xu Shi felt a little sleepy, and the warden sat and squinted his eyes. At this moment, his breath was cut off, and he left the world.

"Ugh……"

Chen Sheng sighed, the warden must have expected something, maybe he had sensed it yesterday, and summoned him away, those words were clearly an old man's earnest expectation and concern.

He sorted out his thoughts, looked at Yang Huayue, and said, "You spread the news so that they can prepare, and then everyone will send the warden for a ride."

As far as he knew, the warden was alone and had no heirs. They came to arrange the funeral.

"Yes."

Yang Hua left in a hurry.

……

Here.

Chen Sheng unleashed a burst of mana, rolled up the young servants, and left Heiyuan Great Prison in an instant, traveled across the sky, and came to the mountain palace raised by the prison chief.

In the palace, the warden's body was already cold and his breath was gone. It was indeed the end of the day.

Beside him, there are some old things, a black sword, a jade slip of inheritance, and a storage bag.

The rest of the objects were all silent. Chen Sheng noticed that the black sword emitted black light, protecting the void around the warden.

"The old warden has magical artifacts lingering around him, as if he is on guard, but also seems to be waiting."

The young servant whispered.

"Om..."

Chen Sheng walked over, and the black sword rushed forward, but sensed the right breath, and circled around him twice, gradually dissipating its brilliance, and placed it on the ground like a stone ruler.

"Is it for me?"

Chen Sheng whispered, saw the white paper on the ground with words written on it, pulled it over to look, and found that his guess was correct.

"Emperor Qing, the old man has gone, there are no regrets in this life, and you don't need to be too sad."

"A few foreign things, whether you bring them with you when you are born, or if you don't take them with you after death, they will all be given to you."

A few short sentences are the last words of the warden.

He walked freely, seeing that he was taking it easy, arranged everything well, and left safely.

"This is the last journey, I'll see you off."

Chen Sheng was silent for a long time, still a little hard to let go, but he could only slowly clear up his mind and focus more energy on the present.

When Yang Huayue and others arrived, Chen Sheng was already settled here. White silk surrounded the palace, solemn and solemn, and there was a coffin made of century-old wood in the hall, and the warden lay in it, dead.

"Warden, what else needs to be done, I can help."

Chang Qi learned from Yang Huayue that Chen Sheng had never had a grudge, and he put down the stone in his heart. He also knew that this was a rare leader who would have a great future following him, so he changed his shyness in the past and Become extremely attentive.

"For the past three days, stay here and guard the warden."

Although Chen Sheng could take care of everything, the presence of all the people would not make the mourning hall appear deserted, and the subsequent coffin and burial would also need manpower.

"Yes."

Everyone didn't shirk, they circled around and found that there was nothing to do, so they rested beside the coffin, lit some bonfires, looked at the stars, and passed the long night.

"Our new warden has an excellent temperament, which is admirable."

During the cold silence, the ten people also communicated with each other. Chen Sheng is prominent now, but he has no airs. He managed the funeral for the old warden, which really showed his integrity.

"Anyway, I'm convinced."

Chang Qi untied his knot and became loyal to Chen Sheng, almost as good as Zhao Da.

This is the warden's hard-core supporter. Because of Chen Sheng's promotion, he has also been promoted and is now the captain of the tenth team.

"Brother Yang, will Yanlou really get out of our control?"

Su Lin and Ling Jian are very concerned about the matter of the Yan Tower, and it is also true that such a golden rooster can continuously produce resources, and anyone will provide it.

Thinking of Yang Huayue saying that the warden had another plan for Yanlou, the two became anxious for a while.

"Where is the warden, you can ask."

Yang Hua was a little annoyed. He was asked several times a day, and his eyes signaled that that was where Chen Sheng was.

"Where do I have the guts."

Su Lin and Ling Jian sighed, Chen Sheng was in his worst mood at this time, so he rushed over, it was a bad luck.

What's more, when it comes to the conflict of interests, it is the most intense, and I am a little afraid that I will be demoted directly if I ask too hard.

"Then shut up."

Yang Hua Yue pursed his lips.

He had already had a headache once, and after he calmed down, he began to regret it, and decided not to get involved in sharp topics in the future.

……

Three days later.

The coffin was raised in the hall, and everyone accompanied them.

Chen Sheng arranged the Tibetan area on the mountain peak where Dafu is located, where the tombstones of the two old friends looked at each other from a distance, so it shouldn't be too lonely.

When everyone settled down, Chen Sheng made arrangements. Some would dig the soil, some would make monuments, some would set up white banners, and some would scatter yellow paper.

After a while, new graves were piled up on the lonely mountain peak, and the autumn wind blew over the tombstones, whispering like dead souls, with a long aftertaste.

"It feels like the warden knows a lot about funeral etiquette."

Kuang Shucheng is more than 200 years old, and has participated in many funerals, large and small, but if he is asked to preside over them, it may not be as neat as Chen Sheng.

"The warden has done it before."

Zhao Da had followed Chen Sheng, and knew that this man had collected many miscellaneous books, and he had helped Dafu himself to make a grave for the coffin, and everything was traceable.

"We work hard, and maybe we will be treated like this after death."

Huang Sheng lived alone, and his situation was similar to that of the old warden and Dafu. He didn't feel much about it at first, but when he suddenly thought about it, he couldn't help laughing.

"Why do I feel like I'm messing around?"

Zhao Da and others fell into deep thought. They eliminated all connections and looked at it with a fair attitude. After death, it was a rare affirmation for a high-ranking member of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect to personally preside over the funeral.

"Come and share a stick of incense."

Chen Sheng didn't know what everyone was muttering, otherwise his expression would be very complicated. At this moment, he was standing in front of the warden's grave, wallowing in sadness.

Yang Huayue and others stepped forward one by one, the loess in front of the tomb, the incense candles shining like stars, and wisps of smoke rising up.

"Ten years have passed by in a flash."

Chen Sheng looked at the new tomb, the hazy smoke drifted, and the figure of the warden seemed to emerge, but he was lying horizontally, without making a sound.

And how long ago did it look like there was a sound at that time, but in fact it was not long.

When he was serving as the captain of the Dark Blade, he was still unfamiliar and had never met. It was after the Xiongji case that the two came into contact, and they felt sorry for seeing each other late.

Rush, short, warm, and suddenly cold.

It's a bit of a haste, and it's mostly a feeling of regret.

"Woooooooo..."

On the barren mountain, the sound of suona sounded.

Chen Sheng stood on the top of the mountain, wearing a dark black robe, and his eyes were lingering with lingering depth. The wind blew away and touched the long sky.

When it is played to a high point, thousands of mountains and ravines seem to be collapsing, and Baishou roars, extremely shrill.

"This sound..."

Yang Hua looked at his arms more, his hairs stood on end, his heart seemed to be blocked, he was very depressed, and wanted to cry aloud.

That suona sound, full of sadness, has floated out of the material world and rushed into the spiritual world.

"Is it Daoyin?"

Everyone looked at each other, shocked, and they could be sure that it was an ordinary mourning song, without any magic, but it really shook their hearts at this time.

It can only be said that Chen Sheng has already entered into a profound state on this path, and he can make all things in the world feel sorry for him with one song.

"Warden, let's go."

Chen Sheng was indulging in sadness. After playing a song, his eyes regained his tranquility, and he bid farewell to the new grave, free and easy, but also full of helplessness.

(End of this chapter)