Family Immortality: I ascend to immortality through my offspring

Chapter 154

Chen Jingan thought that the fate of these demon cultivators might be miserable.

But he didn't expect that it would be so miserable?

The Jindan cultivators in the capital of Daqian, aren't they the royal true monarchs?

It turns out that the Demon Suppression Division detained the foundation-building demon cultivators and detained their souls, which was actually feeding snacks to the true monarch's life magic weapon.

This result is reasonable.

Chen Jingan joked: "Since they are the demon cultivators that the true monarch wants, do we have to feed them some treasures that strengthen their souls?"

As soon as these words came out, Lao Chu suddenly stopped what he was doing.

He turned his head to look at Chen Jingan, and a bit of surprise flashed across his calm face.

Chen Jing'an was puzzled: "Old Chu, did I say something wrong?"

"No."

Old Chu looked at him meaningfully, and was somewhat relieved: "Your suggestion is good. I thought you were deliberately trying to get closer to me, but I never thought that you were really interested in the way of poison."

Chen Jing'an reacted and thought that Old Chu thought that what he said before was a suggestion.

This was a misunderstanding, but he did not intend to clarify it and asked again.

"Old Chu, you just mentioned the magic bone. I don't know what the magic bone is for. Is it for the true master to use for body refining?"

Old Chu shook his head: "It's not for body refining, it's for making magic tools. The magic bone has spirituality and is an excellent material for making magic tools. The monks of my Daqian Army are equipped with standard magic tools. The magic tools made of magic bones are far better than those made of spiritual materials at the same grade."

Chen Jing'an suddenly realized that he remembered the old man's black annihilation gourd and his own wooden fish, which were both evil.

Today, it seems that it may be made from the demon bones of the Qi training realm.

Extracting bones and marrow -

This phrase seems to be concrete in the Prison Department.

Old Chu saw his surprise and laughed: "Why, are you afraid, Old Chen?"

Chen Jing'an did not admit it, and argued: "I was just thinking, what's the use of the flesh and blood of demon cultivators. After all, the spiritual power in the flesh and blood of demon cultivators is the most abundant, and it can't be wasted, right?"

Hearing this, Old Chu thought without hesitation: "Of course it can only be wasted. After all, if the spiritual power of different species is introduced into the body, it will have considerable side effects. The Flesh-Dissolving Powder I developed before can remove the remaining flesh and blood on the surface of the demon bones, so the Ministry of Internal Affairs regards it as a treasure and is more tolerant of me."

Chen Jing'an already felt that this Prison Department was simply his blessed land.

Flesh-Dissolving Powder and the like are really a waste.

It's a waste of natural resources!

But he couldn't show his thoughts. He agreed seriously: "This flesh and blood is really a scourge. I also know a little about alchemy. Let's study it together in the future to see if we can remove the flesh and blood more cleanly. I will also learn some poison techniques from you, Lao Chu."

"Okay."

Lao Chu was obviously very relieved that he finally had someone to stick with.

He was envious of Lao Niu and Lao Ma, the two drunkards, all day long, but they really couldn't get together.

Now it's good.

There is Chen Jing'an who gets along with him.

One is an alchemist, and the other is a poisoner.

This is like-minded.

...

So, from that day on.

The screams from the Human Prison doubled.

Under Lao Chu's guidance, Chen Jing'an took samples, counted, and tested poisons.

After a while, he actually learned a lot of poison techniques.

Moreover, this poison technique is essentially a derivative of the alchemy technique, and the two can be mutually verified.

This is an unexpected surprise.

On the Eight Immortals Table.

Chen Jingan took a break from his busy schedule and tasted spiritual tea with Lao Niu, which was a kind of adjustment in the life of the prison warden.

Lao Niu did not inquire about his relationship with Lao Chu, which was a private matter of each family, and asking would be a violation of the rules.

In the prison, sense of propriety is a very important thing.

Lao Ma was not here today, so Lao Niu talked about other things.

"By the way, Lao Mo passed away yesterday."

The Lao Mo he mentioned was the prison warden with the character "人". Long before Chen Jingan came, he stopped reporting for duty because his deadline was approaching.

Now he has been in the prison warden for almost a year.

It is reasonable that he passed away.

"As soon as he left, the position of the Renzi Prison Supervisor was vacant again. We are family members who will not make things difficult for each other, so we have no intention of competing for it. This position is meant for you, but unfortunately you are not qualified enough now. The warden and the prison chief have discussed and decided to let Lao Cao of the Tianzi Prison temporarily take your place."

"Wait until you have enough qualifications, and Lao Cao will go back. What do you think?"

Chen Jing'an suddenly realized that Lao Niu was here for this matter. It was probably Di Yucheng who asked him to test his attitude.

He shook his head: "Don't worry, I can tell the difference between good and bad. The warden and the prison are one family. Lao Cao is helping me. Can I repay kindness with enmity?"

Hearing this, Lao Niu smiled and filled the teapot with teawater.

"Haha, I didn't mean that. But it was indeed my fault. Come, I'll punish myself with three cups!"

Chen Jing'an pretended to be angry and slammed the table, cursing: "This is the best Qiu Shan spiritual tea. A sip of tea is more expensive than a mouthful of spiritual stone. You actually want to drink more. Are you deliberately rewarding yourself?"

The two of them were playing around, and their friendship was getting better and better.

Until this moment, Chen Jing'an was considered to be integrated into the group of prison officials.

...

A few days later.

Old Cao, who temporarily took over the role of the prison official, whose real name was Cao Yinghong, came down in the official robe of the clerk.

He was also not young, at least 160 years old.

But he himself was a genuine late foundation building. He liked to seek flowers and ask willows the most. Not only did he discuss knowledge with the witches in the brothel, but he also liked to learn from wild cats to steal fish in the streets.

His facial features were worthy of the phrase "the face of a person is as red as peach blossoms", and he was well maintained.

Lao Cao didn't have the airs of a great monk. As soon as he came over, he hooked his shoulder around Chen Jing'an and said with a smile: "The prison robe is for you, Lao Chen, so I won't wear it. If you are grateful to me, please invite me to the brothel after your shift. It will be my reward."

Chen Jing'an stood up in awe: "It's my duty. Not only will I invite Lao Cao to sit in, but I will also let the courtesan come to serve you in person."

Lao Cao's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Lao Chen, you are very smart!"

After the two joked, Chen Jing'an proposed to exchange the art of talismans with him, which was considered to bring them closer.

Lao Cao did not refuse.

The art of talismans was the first immortal art that Chen Jing'an came into contact with.

In addition, his family also has a complete second-level talisman inheritance from the Huang family immortal clan, which basically covers the second-level spiritual talisman making methods from the weakest to the strongest.

But this thing is a bit useless.

Because except for those second-level special spiritual talismans, ordinary Qi training monks are not enough to activate second-level spiritual talismans.

As for the foundation-building cultivators.

The second-level spiritual talisman also cannot play a role in turning the tide in a real battle.

Because the power of the natal magic weapon is enough to suppress those ordinary spiritual talismans.

Therefore, this can only play a supporting role.

The two of them explained their understanding of the talisman.

When it was Lao Cao's turn, he lowered his head and thought, and suddenly said: "Lao Chen, I remember you are a cultivator of the immortal clan?"

"Yes."

"Then I have the inheritance of making talismans, I can teach you."