Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 35 The world doesn't revolve around you

Since Mr. Shen left, Chen Sheng walked in the medicine hut with a relaxed body. There are not too many rules here. As Mo Dahai said, it is really quite leisurely.

It's just that his colleagues and some young alchemy apprentices looked at him strangely.

"I don't have any anecdotes."

Chen Sheng murmured in his heart, his reputation is extremely good, and everyone he has come into contact with, except for his opponents, can get along well.

But obviously, there was something about it that involved him, but he didn't know about it.

"Deacon Chen, it's better not to go in and out of the medicine house alone."

When Chen Sheng heard the sound, he turned his head to look. It was an old man, wearing a plain robe, with a soft face and kind eyes.

He responded kindly, and said softly: "This old man, what's your name?"

Among the medicine huts, he was unfamiliar with the place where he was born, and he lacked such a guide.

As for the way of getting along with this kind of old man, he has been able to grasp his sense of proportion, and getting along well with the two pension deacons is the best proof.

"Sifford."

The old man reported himself that he was an alchemist in Chenguang Palace, and Chen Shenglai was in charge of Chenguang Palace.

The two of them were, in a way, a team.

"Xi Danshi, please be more specific."

Chen Sheng then asked about Xi Fu's reminder just now, but after thinking about it, he didn't find any hidden dangers in the outer door.

"The position of the deacon of the medicine house, you came up by stepping on others, and they will make trouble for you."

Xi Fu led the way, led Chen Sheng to Chenguang Hall, and told about Luo Jiaoyuan, as well as Jia Ping, the elder of the outer sect behind him.

Jia Ping is still a human being, so there will be no objection.

Luo Jiaoyuan, who is an arrogant and conceited person, will definitely not let it go now that he has suffered a great deal of face.

"What's the reason for this? I'm also to blame for his poor ability."

Chen Sheng will not take this blame.

Luo Jiaoyuan, a dude, is also worthy to touch him. He really met a six-level Qi Refining Immortal Cultivator, and he cut it accordingly.

"People who are not in the medicine house are not allowed to enter the medicine house. This is an iron law, just remember it."

Xi Fu led Chen Sheng into Chenguang Palace, found a deacon's room to settle in, and then went back to his alchemy room.

He didn't want to get involved in the grievances and resentments in it. With that kind of kung fu, it wouldn't be good to make one more batch of elixir.

Chen Sheng also left to ignore Luo Jiaoyuan's affairs for the time being. He walked around the Dust Light Palace, and his first impression was that it was deserted and the staff was pitifully small.

The basic mobilization was Xi Fu's order, and the servants outside came down, moved things or found materials, and then hurriedly retreated.

His duty is to maintain the cleanliness of Chenguang Temple, and some matters, if Xi Futeng does not take action, he has to come forward to negotiate.

"Just keep quiet like this, it's just..."

Chen Sheng is very satisfied with just such a place, stay quietly, slowly refine his qi, learn some useful knowledge, and wait for a certain day in the future to surprise the world.

However, this is to solve the trouble of Luo Jiaoyuan, so as not to always feel that there is something in my heart.

Luo Jiaoyuan is also an idea.

evening.

The news that Luo Jiaoyuan was guarding not far from the medicine hut spread like wildfire, and many people who knew the reason, secretly came at last.

Dust Light Palace silently became the focus.

What will that young deacon do?

"It came just fine."

A smile appeared on Chen Sheng's face. After solving this trouble, he can stay in the medicine house quietly in the future.

……

Outside the medicine house.

"Why don't you come out yet?"

Luo Jiaoyuan was very anxious in his heart, if he didn't take into account that this is a medicine house, he would have rushed in.

Waited for almost a quarter of an hour.

Someone came out of the medicine hut. He was a young man with a slender figure and a faint smile on his face. His steps were steady and he showed no emotion at all.

The guy who took my place.

He recognized Chen Sheng at a glance, his eyes burst out with fire, vicious, like a violent mandrill.

"It's brave."

Chen Sheng also recognized Luo Jiaoyuan. In the entire Guangxiu Immortal Sect, there was only one person who could hate him so much.

He didn't know what ceremonial guard was there that would allow a six-level Qi-refining immortal cultivator to single-handedly charge and kill a Qi-refining-level immortal cultivator who came to seek revenge.

Do you really think that the uncle of an elder of the outer sect can withstand all wind and rain.

"How does it feel to be the deacon of the medicine house?"

Luo Jiaoyuan gritted his teeth, looked at Chen Sheng, came out of the medicine hut, and walked in front of him, with an unspeakable demeanor all over his body.

That was Chen Sheng's self-possession, but he believed that he got it because of his status as the deacon of the medicine house, so he became more and more angry.

"very good."

Chen Sheng is an honest person, so he answered truthfully.

The medicine hut is very good, it is very good to be able to chat with the alchemist in leisure.

"That's supposed to be mine, asshole."

Luo Jiao's face was flushed with anger, and the mana in his body violently condensed on the flying sword, and stabbed out with a thought.

"Whoosh!"

The flying sword pierced through the air, extremely fierce.

This should be the magic weapon that Jia Ping took painstakingly to find for Luo Jiaoyuan. It is of a very high grade, and it is the best of the first-order magic weapons.

However, in Luo Jiaoyuan's hands, it was a waste.

With a thought in Chen Sheng's mind, the tortoise shell magic weapon presented by Fu Yunzi stood in front of him, firmly locking Luo Jiaoyuan's flying sword.

Immediately, he looked at Luo Jiaoyuan and said, "I don't know the seriousness, I'm arrogant, I should fight."

This flying sword is very sure of success against a cultivator of the same level or a lower level. Luo Jiaoyuan's attack is not serious, it is very dangerous.

He used the light and shadow escape method, came in front of the opponent, and punched out, as a lesson.

"puff……"

Luo Jiaoyuan's body was injured, several bones were broken, and blood gushed out of his mouth, but he couldn't tell the situation.

"How dare you do this to me."

He is really a willful person, trying his best to squeeze his own potential, even if the mana bursts his veins and veins, he will not hesitate.

Like a violent human monster, squandering his strength, it seems powerful, but it is too loose.

"Chong"

Chen Sheng used the iron sword to defuse Luo Jiaoyuan's attack with ease, like a master who is good at dispelling cattle, bit by bit, killing his opponent's strength.

Then, decide.

The whole battle can't be called a battle, it's a lesson that is more appropriate.

"what……"

Luo Jiaoyuan's roar ranged from extremely angry, to hoarse, to depressed.

Like a dead dog, he was slapped down by the iron sword in the dusk, staring helplessly at Chen Sheng's figure, and returned to the medicine hut.

"The world doesn't revolve around you."

Farther outside the medicine hut, Jia Jing, the elder of the outer sect, watched calmly, and Chen Sheng shattered Luo Jiaoyuan's pride little by little.

It is also time to let this arrogant and arrogant boy know that the world is very big.

This time, he couldn't figure it out.

(End of this chapter)