Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 337 Stealer

The solitary mountain is surrounded by white clouds and silence.

Chen Sheng and Hu Yun suppressed the skinny old man. Under the eyes of the three golden elixir masters of Liuhe Village looking at the God of Plague, they moved away and changed to another world.

"We have no grievances, why are you capturing me?"

Under the suppression of Linglong Orb, the skinny old man crawled like a wild beast. Without the capital of arrogance, his tone became a bit softer.

He and Chen Sheng did not have any grudges at first, but they developed into life-and-death confrontations in the blink of an eye.

"I'm looking for you to learn a secret."

Chen Sheng's eyes were burning. He was very curious about knowledge. He wanted to understand first and then plan later.

"Is this your attitude when asking for help?"

The skinny old man lying on the ground raised his head slightly, as if he had some confidence and was fighting against the enemy of life and death.

"Ah."

Chen Sheng chuckled, patted it down, and then pressed down the skinny old man's head, saying, "What am I asking you? Just tell me what you say."

The life and death of the skinny old man was in his hands, and the other party had no right to bargain.

"600 years ago, the Yuanliang Emperor suddenly fell and his imperial advisor disappeared. What was the reason?"

After pondering slightly, Chen Sheng finally expressed the doubts in his heart. He urgently needed an insider to tell him the truth about that year.

"Because of what? I don't know!"

Hearing this, the skinny old man was stunned. He looked at Chen Sheng's eyes, a little speechless, as if to say, you actually came to ask me about such a big secret.

"Then what do you know? The reason why Long Xiangwei broke his sword and Yunze? The source of your strange cultivation?"

Chen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and gave up his desire to see from the source. He focused his eyes on the skinny old man. The old man had something magical, or rather weird. The fire source in his heart could actually open up the golden elixir and Yuanying. barrier between.

"That's what you ask people."

The skinny old man lay on the ground, his head pressed to the ground by Chen Sheng, full of unwillingness.

"If you don't tell me, I will refine you into a great medicine."

There was a hint of urgency in Chen Sheng's heart. Seeing the skinny old man's stubbornness, his eyes became unkind.

"Om..."

He moved out of the Wuxuan furnace, fired out the alchemy fire, and a bright red glow shone both inside and outside, as if a purgatory had opened.

"I say……"

Inside the alchemy furnace, there was magma purgatory, and outside the alchemy furnace, Chen Sheng was the great devil. Neither of them could be offended by the skinny old man, so he finally gave in.

Returning to the topic, Chen Sheng asked three questions, but actually it was only about one thing.

That year, Long Xiang's guards came to Yunze, and their sharpness was astonishing. Every immortal sect was swept away, and every noble clan was wiped out. It had the intention of clearing the world and rebuilding the world.

The situation in Yunze seems to be clear.

Then, a change occurred. A divine messenger came with a black bowl and gave the blood of the underworld to dozens of powerful men from aristocratic families.

They relied on this to become stronger, and Yunze caused chaos again, and in the end they both lost.

"Is this the true meaning of the word Nether Blood?"

Chen Sheng murmured that the blood of the underworld has magical power. Taking the skinny old man as an example, it can break the barriers between great realms and control the combat power of the Nascent Soul level.

He was looking forward to it and wanted to know more, so he said, "Where is your upline? Where is he?"

That divine envoy came with a black bowl in his hand, giving the strong the power to cross their limits. There are too many things worth digging into about his identity.

"No."

The skinny old man shook his head, met Chen Sheng's dangerous eyes, and hurriedly said: "It's really not true, the divine envoy left simply, but I took a chance and thought that the adult would come back and need manpower, so I organized I looked at Yunze and waited for the opportunity, but unexpectedly..."

His status at the time was not high and he was not qualified to receive ghost blood. After the war, he dug up the corpses in the ruins and refined them into a ball of essence and blood to swallow, thus gaining the ability to cross great realms.

After that, he secretly took control of Yunze and waited for the arrival of the divine envoy, but when he did not wait, Chen Sheng suppressed him.

"The clue is broken again."

The brilliance in Chen Sheng's eyes dimmed a little, and he was a little disappointed. He didn't expect such a result. "You two, now that you've asked me clearly, it's time to let me go."

The skinny old man is no longer interested in those secrets and opportunities. The water here is too deep for him to get involved in. After this time, he should choose to retire.

"What nonsense."

Chen Sheng smiled and slapped down with a palm, shattering the skinny old man's Tianling Cap. The fight had reached this level, how could he let the tiger go back to the mountain.

Then...

He and Hu Yun used the teleportation array to return to the divine capital.

……

Huanyi Lane.

"Why is Fellow Daoist Chen going out again? I didn't even meet him the last time he came back."

Jiang Ming's face was full of depression. After that heart-to-heart talk over a glass of wine, he felt a long-lost tranquility in the courtyard.

Partially born, Chen Sheng's absence is like a missing corner of Jin Ou, which is always a bit regretful.

"Steward Zhao, didn't your boss say when he will return?"

Mo Huan's alchemy skills are so impressive that he needs a "master" to give him some advice, and he is waiting for them.

"No."

Butler Zhao took a broom and swept away the dust. Faced with the inquiries from the two geniuses, he said helplessly: "You two just wait."

He, the housekeeper, is no longer lonely. He can always hear chattering voices in his ears.

"I don't know how long we have to wait."

Jiang Ming said to himself.

"It's a blessing to have Fellow Daoist Jiang talk about me."

At this time, a chuckle came, and then Chen Sheng walked out slowly, followed by Hu Yun. The two of them were tall and straight, like unyielding swords, and they were very imposing.

"Back."

"Where have you been?"

Jiang Ming said in surprise.

And what Mo Huan knew was that Chen Sheng left with Hu Yun. It would definitely be a big battle to use a person who was invincible under the Nascent Soul.

"I went to Yunze to do some errands. I've already finished it."

Chen Sheng said simply.

Those secrets were too heavy for Mo Huan and Jiang Ming, so it was better not to know.

"Excuse me, Butler Zhao, to prepare a banquet."

Jiang Ming was happy and missed the intimacy at the banquet, so he gave Butler Zhao a storage bag to sell wine and make purchases.

Butler Zhao glanced at Chen Sheng, and after receiving an affirmative look, he went out with a smile.

"Master, someone asked me to refine a third-level elixir, but you know that my level is limited. Will you accept this job?"

During the free time, Mo Huan came close to Chen Sheng and mentioned something. It was a commission to refine medicine. Unfortunately, his skills were limited, otherwise he would have accepted it.

"What about the reward?"

Chen Sheng said casually.

"Three parts of Huang Ya's Qi Pill raw materials, only one pill, and a medicine refining shop in the capital of the gods."

Now that Mo Huan has opened his mouth, the reward is high, but only success is allowed and no failure is allowed. Many third-level alchemists are afraid to accept this commission. The requirements are too high.

"Is it the top third-level elixir? I'll take it."

Chen Sheng, however, didn't hesitate and agreed. It was really good to be able to refine elixirs and also have a property that continuously produced cultivation resources.

(End of this chapter)