Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 41 The Light of the Right Path
The wind is rustling, especially bloody.

"The deacon of the medicine house? Ninghua Beiyuan? Something happened."

Jing Zichu suddenly felt that the sky was dark and the sky was dark. It was ridiculous that he was so complacent and mocking the stupid people of Xianzong, but he didn't know that the time of death was approaching.

He managed to suppress the fear in his heart, and wanted to quibble a few words, but seeing Chen Sheng's determined expression, he couldn't open his mouth anyway, so he could only say bitterly: "Jing is willing to offer the spirit grass of Ninghua Beiyuan with both hands. I also hope that the deacon spares his next life."

The immortal cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining, when he was completely intact, still had a fight with the bloodthirsty rat, but he missed the game and was seriously injured, but he was powerless to resist.

The only thing I think about now is not to succeed in cultivation, but to save my life.

"is it possible."

Chen Sheng's expression was indifferent. If he did something wrong, he would have to bear it, and some would have to be paid with his life.

"What if Jing is charged with a crime and flees away, and the deacon secretly benefits."

Jing Zichu gritted his teeth, reluctantly gave up, grabbed the storage bag containing the Ninghua Beiyuan Spirit Grass in his hand, and even opened the mouth of the bag to arouse Chen Sheng's greed, so that he could see the hill inside Like spirit grass.

As long as Chen Sheng moved his mouth, all the cultivation resources would fall into his pocket.

And he, carrying a scapegoat, fled for his life.

No one knows the deal between the two, and the truth will be buried in time.

"No."

It seemed very satisfactory, but Chen Sheng firmly refused.

"You are not afraid that I will burn everything together and destroy these spiritual herbs."

Jing Zichu's eyes were red, and he was full of madness. He had already thrown away all the benefits, and even calculated everything.

Let him go, Chen Sheng has nothing to lose, but can still gain.

But why, he had to die.

"If you destroy it, you destroy it."

Chen Sheng didn't care much about the spirit grass produced in Ninghua Beiyuan, but he didn't want to trample on one thing, and said: "You must know that killing you is for the dignity of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and also for the sake of Ninghua. Hardworking people in Beiyuan are fair."

If these spirit herbs are damaged for no reason, the people in Ninghua Beiyuan will be punished, or even die.

But if there are unscrupulous thieves behind the scenes, secretly plotting and causing the spirit grass to be stolen, the matter can't be settled like this.

As long as he brought back Jing Zichu's head, the result would be in a good direction.

"Prestige? Fairness? You lunatic."

Jing Zichu didn't understand, he really didn't understand, he couldn't understand at all, a cultivator would refuse a generous amount of cultivation resources for the sake of irrelevant people.

He cursed, let the bloodthirsty rat take action, and killed the deacon of the medicine house in a sneak attack.

"puff"

The bloodthirsty rat charged forward, its two paws moving in the void, making the sound of gold and iron piercing through the air.

Chen Sheng's response was simple.

Cut off with a sword.

The bloodthirsty rat's body became two parts, the gap between the seventh level of Qi refining and the fourth level of Qi refining was too great.

Clang.

Before the blood drops on the sword fell to the ground, he swung his sword again, sharp and hard, and swiftly cut off the head of Jing Zichu who was still struggling.

"I still have to take this head and explain it."

Chen Sheng looked at Jing Zichu's head in distaste, lifted it up, and with his other hand, held the storage bag containing the Ninghua Beiyuan spirit grass, and galloped away.

Ninghua Beiyuan.

"Steward, how will we be punished?"

An honest farmer stood up anxiously and asked Deacon Li about the current situation.

He likes Xianzong's work of planting spirit grass, and the people in Beiyuan don't have much scheming.

Their thoughts are the same as his, that is to plant spiritual grass well and live their lives in peace and joy.

However, this wish seems difficult to achieve.

"Planting spiritual grass is a major event of the Immortal Sect. We are incompetent, so that the current Ninghua Beiyuan has no harvest. It is a heinous crime."

Knowing low-level cultivators have pale complexions, and the Immortal Sect is magnanimous, but it doesn't mean they can be bullied. If they don't have a plausible reason, this test will be extremely sad for them.

The lightest ones will be demoted to mining.

"what……"

"Then I'm not dead."

"It's a pity that I have worked hard all my life and worked conscientiously to plant spiritual grass for the Immortal Sect, but in the end I ended up like this."

……

For a moment, the entire Ninghua Beiyuan was full of elegiac songs, and many people who were at a loss began to sob, completely panicking.

"Everyone, I am responsible for the crime, and the old man will bear it all."

Li Guanshi's body became very weak, and he felt like he was drained of blood.

At the critical moment, he was still reliable, he stood up to it, and showed the courage of a person in charge of a medicine garden.

Even if the deacon of the medicine hut said that there might be other secrets in this matter, but if the trace of the spirit grass is not clear for a day, he dare not take chances.

"Don't be pessimistic, the spirit grass has come back."

At this time, Chen Sheng came back.

His slightly high-pitched voice dispelled the heavy hesitation, like a warm beacon, illuminating the direction of the lost lamb.

"Really?"

Guanshi Li knew what Chen Sheng was going to do. Seeing that there was a turning point in this matter, he was determined, but there was also a feeling of uneasiness not daring to speak out the truth.

"See for yourself."

Chen Sheng flung the storage bag containing a large amount of spiritual herbs in a free and easy manner.

"It's true, the spirit grass has been recovered."

Li Guanshi suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, glanced at the storage bag, his spirit was instantly sluggish, and he was shocked suddenly, and announced the good news to the people around him.

Immediately, he saw the head in Chen Sheng's hand and said, "This is that..."

If the spirit grass is still there, it must have been stolen, not by monsters.

This situation seems to be clearer.

"The villain who instigated the bloodthirsty rat to steal the spirit grass has been decapitated by me. You can take this head and submit a document. Go and explain."

Chen Sheng explained the ins and outs of the future one by one, so that Li Guanshi knew what was going on, so that he would not lose his composure.

After speaking, he planned to leave.

"Little old man, I would like to thank Deacon Chen."

Li Guanshi was quite old, and he couldn't help the excitement in his heart at this time, and he knelt down all of a sudden.

Chen Sheng, the deacon of the medicine house, is really a man of both virtue and conduct.

The people in Ninghua Beiyuan also knelt down along with Guanshi Li, kowtowing their heads in gratitude. Without this young man's help, their end would be very bleak.

"It's just a matter of duty."

Chen Sheng turned on the monster horse, left a word, and walked away.

Behind them, the people in Ninghua Beiyuan did not get up, but knelt down, watching the figure of the angry horse in fresh clothes go away, expressing their gratitude in their hearts.

……

Medicine house.

Dust Light Palace.

"How about Ninghua Beiyuan?"

Back at Guangxiu Immortal Sect, Xi Fu asked about the Ninghua Beiyuan. The delayed arrival of the enshrined spirit grass was not a trivial matter.

"It's the way it is."

Chen Sheng explained briefly, but did not mention many details.

But Xi Fu knew that casual cultivators are cunning and trick people's minds. He guessed a bit, and said: "My brother is kind..."

Although he didn't know the details, he could predict that Chen Sheng held his own, and in that situation, there were too many opportunities to move.

Also, Chen Sheng could stand by and watch this matter, but he still did his best to help the people of Ninghua Beiyuan, which was a huge favor.

"In a few days, I'll introduce a few of my old friends, all of whom are first-tier alchemists, each with their own unique skills, let me introduce you."

Looking at this matter, Xi Fu was willing to build bridges and pave the way for Chen Sheng on the road of alchemy from the bottom of his heart.

"Is there a reward for a good man?"

Chen Sheng was astonished, he didn't expect this to end up in such a situation.

(End of this chapter)