Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 39 Ninghua Beiyuan
The four walls are smooth and have a metallic luster. In the middle of the room, there is a ten-meter-tall alchemy furnace, so there is no decoration at all.

This is Xi Fu's alchemy room, which is sturdy and fireproof. When it is idle, Chen Sheng will come in here to practice the eight methods of fire control.

"call……"

He concentrated and held his breath, the mana in the dantian gathered in the palm of his hand along the meridians, and burned into fire, like a piece of weak soil, being kneaded into an erupting volcano.

It's just that this volcano looks a little ugly. The mountain range and magma sparks all have the taste of a clumsy painter's brush and ink, and there is no aesthetic feeling at all.

"Beauty is an extension of Tao, so ugly is obviously not qualified."

Chen Sheng kneaded his hands into balls, and the erupting volcano dissipated instantly. He rubbed his numb temples.

Even though the eight methods of fire control were very rough, he really put most of his energy into it.

Not urgent.

Time is up to me, if I can't do it right now, I should do it well, there will always be a good one.

This is Chen Sheng's idea.

"The eight methods of fire control are not simple, it is the polishing of mental power and magic power, which is extremely skillful."

Xi Fu came in and was very pleased to see Chen Sheng practicing hard, but the eight methods of fire control were too profound and meticulous to practice, so practitioners had to pass the mental state.

In this regard, Chen Sheng undoubtedly passed the test.

"You have to work hard, take your time."

Chen Sheng had a deep understanding.

For him, the eight methods of fire control can only be honed slowly. A good talent is like a sharp carving knife, which can be carved quickly, and vice versa.

"That's the truth."

Xi Fu nodded and said, "It just so happens that a batch of spiritual herbs in Chenguang Temple was not delivered on time, so go and have a look."

The alchemists in the medicine house have a fixed amount of alchemy every quarter, and the medicine house is responsible for the spiritual herbs needed.

A month ago, he had already ordered the preparation of the "Ninghua Beiyuan" produced by the spirit grass, but until today, it still hadn't been delivered.

"Okay, Ninghua Beiyuan is it?"

This is the duty of the deacon of the medicine house, and Chen Sheng agreed without saying a word.

The Guangxiu Immortal Sect is very large, but it is impossible for all the spiritual grasses to be planted within the mountain. Some spiritual grasses are planted outside the sect and are taken care of by the subordinates.

Ninghua Beiyuan is fifty miles away from Guangxiu Xianzong.

Built on the hillside, surrounded by streams.

There are many temples, and there are spiritual grasses.

It's like a fairyland that has fallen into the world.

There are relatively few immortal cultivators in Ninghua Beiyuan, and most of them are mortals who water and turn the soil.

"clatter……"

Chen Sheng came all the way on the fairy horse of Xianzong, and the fifty li land was galloping like lightning, almost in an instant.

The steward of Ninghua Beiyuan, surnamed Li, was already waiting at the door. Seeing Chen Sheng's arrival, he was very respectful.

"I have seen the deacon."

Deacon Li didn't dare to neglect the people in the medicine hut, and what happened in the garden also made him uneasy, for fear that he would be punished and lose his life.

After all, this time the matter is not small.

"Why didn't the spirit herbs needed by Xi Danshi be delivered?"

Chen Sheng dismounted from his horse, his attitude was very peaceful.

His personality is such that no matter whether he is facing a fairy or a mortal, his state of mind will not change. He believes that there is no difference between life and death.

"Master Deacon, something went wrong."

Realizing that Chen Sheng is a kind person, Deacon Li breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he was not good at doing things, and he was caught. No matter what, it was a crime. He met a irascible person and lost his life, which can only be considered unlucky.

"what's up?"

Chen Sheng had expected that the medicine house's spirit grass would not be depended on, and the steward of Ninghua Beiyuan would not dare to neglect unless he went crazy.

Such a delay can only be a problem.

"A monster ran into the garden and ran away all the spirit grass."

Speaking of this, Li Guanshi's heart was bleeding. He worked carefully, and when he took care of the spiritual grass, he didn't dare to slack off at all and put his heart into it.

Seeing that it was time to harvest, when he woke up, the medicine garden exploded, and he even thought of dying.

"Go to the medicine garden."

Chen Sheng said calmly.

With a mournful face, Li Guanshi brought Chen Sheng to the medicine garden. The place was a mess. The formerly lush spiritual grass had turned into a field of chicken feathers, either broken or bitten off in half, but most of them were gone. .

In the ground, there are potholes one after another, deep and complicated, like tunnels connected one after another.

It can be seen that it was dug out by a monster, and traces of claws can be seen on the edge.

"Where are the monsters?"

Chen Sheng's first feeling was that it was very quiet here, so quiet that it was dilapidated.

"Gone."

Li Guanshi shook his head. At the beginning, the monster was still there, and he saw it. He wanted to kill the thief, but he was hidden underground. After several attempts, it was useless.

"The monster beast in the middle of the first order is a bloodthirsty beast, and it has disappeared."

Chen Sheng released his spiritual power and probed into the robbery cave, but he didn't see any monsters, and the inside was empty.

He was a little familiar with the breath of the monster, it was a bloodthirsty rat, he had killed one in Tieyunling in Chen country, so he remembered it.

The level, the middle stage of the first level, is divided according to the cultivation base of the immortal cultivator, which is the realm of the fourth and fifth levels of Qi Refining.

"Do you believe that the thief in Ninghua Beiyuan is a monster?"

He sensed something was wrong. After the bloodthirsty rat ate the spirit grass, it didn't leave until it was seen by the people in the garden.

It seems to be intentional, leading others to think in the direction of the spirit grass being eaten by monsters.

"Master Deacon, even if you give us a hundred guts, we wouldn't dare to do things like bullying."

Just this one word made Deacon Li kneel down in fright. It is absolutely unacceptable to guard against self-stealing. If Xianzong finds out, not only himself, but also the family and relatives behind him will die.

"I mean, someone is manipulating the monster behind the scenes."

Chen Sheng deduced.

"This..., the old man has low mana, so I don't know."

Li Guanshi shook his head blankly, his mouth was full of bitterness, his cultivation base was low, he was only at the third level of Qi refining, and he was appointed to manage Ninghua Beiyuan only because of his first-rate ability in planting spiritual herbs.

This is the medicine garden of Guangxiu Immortal Sect. There has never been a problem before, but a sudden accident knocked him into a daze.

If Chen Sheng dared to say this, he must have found something. He devoured all the spiritual herbs in the medicine garden. This is not something that a first-order monster can digest.

So……

The spirit grass was not eaten, was it destroyed?
There must be traces in the existence of things, and the damaged spirit grass will also leave a little bit of residue, but obviously, there is no spirit grass residue in the medicine garden.

One after another, it can be deduced that when the chain of evidence cannot be closed reasonably, it means that the "truth" is wrong.

He no longer questioned Guan Li, the old man was completely dumbfounded now.

Relying on his cultivation at the seventh level of Qi Refining, he traced the traces of the bloodthirsty rat and headed all the way to the outside of Ninghua Beiyuan.

He had no choice but to leave without being clear about his responsibilities.

(End of this chapter)