Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 240
"Warden, how should we deal with ourselves in the Black Abyss Prison?"

The situation collapsed and disasters returned.

Yang Huayue has hidden worries in his heart, he only feels that the surroundings in front of him are hazy, and he can't see clearly. He urgently needs someone who can lift the sky, push the clouds and mist with his big hands, and see the future.

"Play steadily and make great progress."

According to the previous plan, Chen Sheng just sped up the pace. Now the [-]th Dark Blade team is still a little lacking, but if it hastily expanded to [-], it is just filling in the numbers.

Why don't you go down one level and give the places in the five teams to some teenagers who are not up to the standard but have enough potential. When they grow up, they will be able to support everything.

The structure of the dark blade should also be changed. He threw out the position of commander, not to let the subordinates be silent, but to forge ahead amidst the turmoil, and set up a sonorous banner.

"Reserve team? Commander?"

Yang Huayue was worried, but when Chen Sheng's words came, there seemed to be a bright light shining, attracting him to move forward.

The position of commander is above the captain, this is something that everyone in Dark Blade cannot refuse.

The reserve team is concentrating on the background of the Black Abyss Prison, planning ahead, and when the real rainstorm comes, they already have enough strength to resist it.

The point is, this decision is not a fantasy. With the support of Yanlou, Dark Blade can become powerful.

And when the Dark Blade is strong, the Yan Tower will naturally be able to stand upright, which is the best way to achieve both.

"In the position of commander, those who have no achievements shall not be allowed to take the position."

Chen Sheng's eyes were dark, and he had a premonition that the chaos on the border would not stop in a short time. It would take someone strong enough to calm the situation.

"Kill the enemy."

Yang Hua was more stunned, then relieved, the warden wanted to sharpen his dark blade sharply in the bloody fire to deal with the turbulent situation.

This is indeed the truth. Only when power is in the hands of capable people can it display terrifying power.

"Dark Blade is optimistic about the wild geese in various places. We will protect them and expand their base. This is our money bag."

Chen Sheng emphatically said that the Wild Goose Tower, which acts as a money bag, is also an intelligence stronghold, it cannot be messed up, it cannot be collapsed, and it must be preserved.

"This will never go wrong."

Yang Hua nodded heavily, the prosperity of Yanlou is related to each of them, there is no reason not to deal with it carefully.

"Go ahead, discuss with them, confirm the candidates as soon as possible, and pass on the leadership."

Yang Huayue left.

"Guangxiu Xianzong's family has a great career, and it can still withstand the wind and rain."

In the quiet and deserted room, Chen Sheng's eyes were gloomy, and he was a bit calculating. He decided to act as a surprise soldier at this turbulent opportunity, so that he might be able to catch his opponent off guard.

He didn't forget that Chen Ergou's cultivation at the later stage of the Golden Core Realm was unable to win steadily.

The five great immortal sects in the border areas have profound backgrounds, and they must be guarded against, such as some big killers, which make people afraid.

"Golden pill? How many people are there in Xianzong?"

What he cares most about is that he doesn't know the details of his side, and he would have asked Chen Ergou more before he knew it.

Daoist Jindan is the confidence of the five great immortal sects in the border area, and also the reason why he overlooks many first-class cultivating Taoisms.

One more, one less, can determine the direction of the battle.

……

In Heiyuan Great Prison, when the warden issued an order, a single stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the hearts of many people were stirred up, and the eyes were full of divine light, sweeping away the previous daze.

"Brother Kuang, our chance has come."

Yang Li was in charge of a dark blade team at a young age, and he was very high-spirited. Kuang Mengting was one of his peers who could argue with him, and the rest were a little bit worse.

For this commanding position, he is bound to win it, but he has nothing to fear from killing the enemy and accumulating merit.

"Lucky to meet the Ming Lord."

Kuang Mengting thought of the family uncle who retired, and if he was born a hundred years later, he might be able to catch up with the big changes and sing all the way, the power will be very different.

Compared to his uncle's mistake, he was at the right time. He was benefited by his predecessors, and no matter how good his methods were, he was about to take off immediately when he encountered the opportunity.

As Yang Li thought, he should have a place among the four commanders.

"You and I entered the command of the warden together, and we are both the backbone, so don't leave too much behind."

Yang Li was full of vigor, but not arrogant, and instead advised Kuang Mengting that this time he had achieved great success, he must not be nostalgic for his past reputation, and he must not be unruly, otherwise he would miss the opportunity.

"Hahaha, I will give this to you."

Kuang Mengting laughed, the relationship between the two is very good, they entered the tenth team together, they are considered as Chen Sheng's direct descendants, they have a lot of contacts on weekdays, and their friendship is not shallow.

After he left, Yang Hua came over.

"Uncle Clan..."

Yang Li looked at this clan uncle, with gray hair, wrinkled face, slightly bent body, and his heart was touched.

Yang Huayue treated him very well, led him into the Dark Blade, joined Chen Sheng's command, planned and recommended him, and ascended to the position of Dark Blade Captain.

His growth has traces of the other party, so it is hard to repay such a great kindness.

"You must take the position of commander and follow closely behind the warden. Don't have any other thoughts."

Yang Huayue was extremely satisfied with this nephew, thinking that the nephew could make his way to the top and set foot in the field that he had not set foot in.

This time, it was no exception. He emphasized that the position of leader must be taken.

"It's natural."

Yang Li replied solemnly.

"I will carefully select the members of the reserve team, recommend them to you when I meet the right ones, and recruit them as soon as possible. They are also the future of the Dark Blade."

When Chen Sheng made a decision, the more Yang Hua was by his side, the easier it was to figure out what he wanted. Knowing the candidates for the reserve team was extremely important, and it was the future of Dark Blade.

Such a group of people, if they make a bet in advance and help out one or two, they will definitely receive a big profit in the future.

"Uncle Clan, will this be against the rules?"

Yang Li hesitated, since the reserve team is so important, it would be a bad thing to operate on it and make the warden angry.

"Guess why Kuang Mengting went there."

Yang Hua said leisurely.

"This……"

Yang Li raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes to play tricks, on the one hand, he was trying to be the leader, and on the other hand, he was betting on the reserve staff.

He also thought that there are many smart people, and the dark blades of each team may be secretly selecting potential subordinates.

"The warden is such a person, he has so much beauty in his chest, he won't care about it. What's more, you are strong and firmly in the leadership position, so you can be more loyal and loyal."

Yang Huayue didn't say he knew Chen Sheng very well, but after getting along with him for many years, he knew that he was a very gentle person, as long as he didn't do things that touched the bottom line, nothing would happen.

They secretly bet on preparing personnel, not to fill it with bad guys, but to put in some talented people they care about. After they grow up in the future, they will be able to use them immediately and will not reduce the combat effectiveness of the Dark Blade.

……

A[-] District.

Perhaps there is a lingering coercion lingering on the empty grand master's chair, which makes this place different from other areas, with a sense of tranquility in the darkness.

"But something happened, people are a little impetuous."

Wang Zhu grasped a bit of tranquility in the silence, and could feel better that the minds of the jailors and dark blades who were coming and going were a little restless, and it was the same outside. It seemed that something happened, which made everyone restless.

"It's okay, in this black abyss prison, it's very stable." Cai Guling nodded, then shook his head, his thoughts were simple and honest, and he decided that this place was where Chen Sheng's ashram was, and no ghosts or sprites could make waves.

"It's not an exaggeration for a god to be a god these days."

These words won the heart of Wangzhu, he smiled slightly, looking at the darkness around him, he didn't feel a trace of depression, but felt peaceful and peaceful.

Without interruption, you can practice with peace of mind, how can it not be regarded as a blessed place.

"The prisoner in Cell No. [-] just passed away, what should we do?"

Cai Guling has a small worry, Rouran died, that woman was involved with the warden, there is something hidden in it, but it will not be a good thing.

Should he follow the old routine, or should he nag the warden because of this trivial matter?

"After calculating for a lifetime, you still can't get out of the cage. If you knew this, would you regret it?"

In the dark place, a figure came slowly, his indifferent eyes touched Rou Ran's corpse, and gradually became quiet, with a hint of embarrassment.

Rouran killed her in pain and used the Child-Mother Transference Curse to cut off the path forward for the fetus in her belly, in order to escape from the prison of the Black Abyss.

The final result was to die of old age in the Black Abyss Prison, with no one paying attention.

The price is too high.

"I'm afraid not. Your kind of heart is too cold, and you don't have a trace of humanity at all."

Thinking about it, he shook his head again. People like Rouran don't care about this price. As long as there is a slight chance of success, she will definitely use it.

It's a pity that a well-behaved girl like Chen Lian has to pay the price for such an indifferent person.

"Just find a mass grave and throw it away."

For a moment, a little annoyed, he waved his hand, unwilling to give Rouran the last respect.

"I'm going right now..."

Cai Guling was secretly stunned, the warden was a gentle person, even when he was a small jailer, he always spoke softly.

Treating others with kindness and kindness, but being so indifferent to Rouran, it can be seen that the hatred in his heart is not superficial.

"Not urgent."

Chen Sheng turned around halfway, instead of looking at Rouran, his eyes fell on Wangzhu and Cai Guling, and he gently instructed, "The border area is in chaos, you two don't go out to mingle if you have nothing to do, to avoid danger."

In this season, murderous intentions are on the rise, no matter how powerful a person is, they will fall if they encounter doom.

Back then when there was great chaos in the frontier, I don't know how many masters of Xianzong and casual cultivators died tragically on the roadside, and they all have lessons learned from the past.

"Senior, the two of us will be safe and sound, and stay in the Heiyuan Great Prison to practice."

Cai Guling and Wangzhu felt their hearts skip a beat, only to realize that Langya Immortal Sect and Guangxiu Immortal Sect had declared war, and fighting was raging everywhere.

Hey Abyss Prison is still safe. The two looked at each other and made up their minds. If it is not necessary, don't go out, so that they can practice well and be promoted to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

"These elixirs are for you, build the foundation as soon as possible."

Chen Sheng left some elixirs for the two of them.

Cai Guling and Wangzhu's talents are not considered good, and they are not alert and intelligent, but they may be the juniors that Wangxian and Cai Rong care about. He also feels a little close and treats them as nephews.

……

Return to the deepest abode.

The majesty here is getting deeper and deeper, and there are more and more Dark Blade cultivators. People think about it, which increases the authority of the warden.

Every time Yang Huayue came over, he didn't know if he was getting old, but he still felt awed, and his head always lowered a little.

"Warden, these are some young people with more potential."

He stepped forward and presented a list in his hand, which contained numerous names and short comments.

"But justice?"

Chen Sheng took it and read it again. The teenagers on the list are all calm and tough people, and they are indeed not bad.

However, he did not believe in words on paper, this kind of thing was too easy to operate.

"just."

A daily question made Yang Huayue shake his head again and again. Each team has thoughts and covetous thoughts about the youngsters in the reserve team, but they never dare to play favoritism fundamentally.

The warden looked tepid, but among the prisoners, he was known as the "Old Demon of Montenegro".

The scheming means are not bad at all, this kind of tolerance and benevolence cannot be regarded as a loophole, but it will kill people.

"I still believe you."

Chen Sheng smiled lightly, he treated Yang Huayue with the gentleness of an old acquaintance, but he was captured by power and influence, he might know it, but he inevitably flinched a little.

"The warden loves you."

Yang Hua could feel this kindness more, raised his head, and a smile appeared on his indifferent face.

No matter how insensitive people are, they can feel it. Chen Shengqing, he is aware of it, but he deeply feels the superiority and inferiority of the upper and lower, and he has not overstepped it. But because of this, he has given back his loyalty and intentions to this kindness.

Each of the teenagers on this list was carefully selected, which made Chen Sheng's position of authority as stable as a mountain.

On Yang Li's side, he also often persuades him not to be arrogant, so that he can follow the warden's actions and have a chance to flourish.

"Okay, let the young people practice well, and they will be reliable in the Black Abyss Prison in the future."

Chen Sheng put his seal on the list, and the fate of a group of teenagers changed.

Based on this, Yang Huayue recruited people, and by the way, informed his juniors that stealing people secretly could be carried out.

……

Exterior doors.

On an ordinary mountain peak, an equally ordinary young man held a sword and walked in the windy grass. The light of the sword turned, and there was a hint of chill. In his hands, ordinary sword moves could unleash a fierce offensive.

Lu Xinghou knew that he was very ordinary, but he was unwilling to give in and was willing to jump a few times. Maybe he would be tired in the future, and he might accept his fate.

How to get ahead?

The sword in his hand is his only ceremonial guard, so when he practiced the sword, he was never perfunctory, and every move was cold and sharp.

I'm tired of training.

He was sitting on the top of the mountain, holding the sword, his thoughts were flying, and he thought of the dark blade's reserve quota.

In fact, he didn't know much about it. He only knew that it was a department similar to the Law Enforcement Hall. He heard from others that if the conditions were the same, the Law Enforcement Hall was better. The Dark Blade had gained some momentum, but it would probably last for a long time.

He talked a lot and was very dense, but when he signed up, they were all brushed off.

He was ignorant and at a loss, but he was recorded in the book. According to the person of Dark Blade, the warden had to take a look at him before he could make a conclusion.

So, he came back.

The days are still practicing swordsmanship, repeating the boring day by day, insisting on thinking a little bit early.

Sometimes, he would think about it, but he was disappointed too many times, and in order to avoid frustration, he often lowered his expectations.

Probably no chance.

Once again, he stood up, intending to practice his sword, but he saw a black-robed young man flying down from the edge of the cloud. His clothes were the same as those of the Dark Blade cultivator he had come into contact with, only more gorgeous.

"Elected?"

In an instant, Lu Xinghou's heart beat fast, as if the torrent of fate was submerging him. He suppressed the chaotic thoughts, and looked at the black-robed youth with calm eyes as much as possible.

(End of this chapter)