Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 1400
Does City Lord Xia really not know what happened to Xia Chen? He just doesn't care, and even secretly feels refreshed. Who told Xia Chen's father to overwhelm him.

But Xia Chen is his disciple after all, and it was too embarrassing for him to face it.

Previously, he wanted to ask Xia Chen and Feng Qingyuan to live together and make a contribution to the alliance between Xia Cheng and the Qingwu faction, but this Xia Chen is an unscrupulous bastard who messed things up, so it's time to deal with him.

City Lord Xia shot a burst of cold air into the dark room, and presided over the big test with satisfaction.

The black room is airtight and there is no light on all sides, but there is the sound of dripping water, which disturbs the disciples who are locked inside, unable to meditate and practice, and suffers loneliness and depression alone.

It is already common for Xia Chen to go into a dark room, and he can sleep in the dark when he lies down.

But even though he was in the dark room, he planned to escape from the bottom of his heart.

If the previous departure was an impulse of anger, then now, he really wanted to leave forever.

He knew that after every big test, City Lord Xia would devote himself to discussing the Dao with a few fellow Taoists, ignoring the outside voices. As long as he survived until that time, he would have a chance to leave permanently.

Xia Chen took a look at the invisibility talisman and breathing cicada that he bought at a huge price in the storage ring, and felt more at ease than ever. Sure enough, it is useful to prepare these in advance.

He lay down and just waited for the big test to be over.

However, it was getting colder and colder in the dark room, and his skin began to stiffen.

"This old man, how do you want to torture me." Xia Chen sat up and circulated his true energy to dispel the chill.

Ice gradually formed in the dark room, and his meager true energy could not resist the coldness at all.

"It doesn't matter, just survive these seven days." Generally, when City Lord Xia doesn't specify how long he will be locked up, the guards of the black room will release him once the seven days are over, because seven days is the minimum punishment period for the black room. Special instructions, all according to this deadline.

There are restrictions in the dark room, he can't take out the things in the storage ring, so he can only resist the cold by himself.

Xia Chen stretched his body and tried his best to cultivate himself, but the cold still froze his meridians, and frost hung on his body.

One day, two days, three days and four days, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, fell off the futon, dragged his numb legs and crawled towards the door, but the raised hand hit the frozen door, and he couldn't make any sound .

His skin was already pale, and gradually he couldn't even feel his own body. He could only protect the breath in his heart, and tried his best not to let himself fall asleep.

For five days and six days, he almost became an iceman, with gas coming out and gas not coming in.

A strong hope rose in his drowsiness, he shook his eyelids, and tried his best to open his frozen eyes.

Outside, the sun was hanging high, and the heat of the afternoon made the guard roll up his sleeves. He took a sip of iced tea and got up to open the dark room.

"Senior brother Liao Zhi!" Xia Zhong came into the yard and shouted, "What are senior brothers Liao Zhi doing in such a hot day?"

Liao Zhi is the registered disciple of City Lord Xia, with extraordinary cultivation, not very popular, and only received an errand to guard the black house.

Generally, the disciples who enter the dark room are those who have established the foundation and are under the foundation. He doesn't need to spend too much thought, it is enough to open and close the door.

This also made him very depressed, and he was almost useless.

However, when Xia Zhong, a direct disciple, called him senior brother Liao Zhi, he was extremely useful, and immediately showed the demeanor of an elder, and he was not in a hurry to open the door, "Why is junior brother Xia Zhong here? I was just going to Let Xia Chen out?"

"Oh, Xia Chen wants to sever the relationship with the master. He is so rebellious, but seven days is enough?"

"Master Ji Hui didn't say that he would be locked up for a few days, so according to the usual practice, seven days will be enough?"

Xia Zhong shook his head, "Senior brother Liao Zhi, it's not that the younger brother is talking too much. You are not valued by the master. It makes sense that you have not been accepted as a real disciple by the master until now."

Liao Zhi felt a chill in his heart, "I also ask Junior Brother Xia Zhong for advice."

"It's up to you to figure it out for yourself. I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Hey, you..." Liao Zhi looked at his back and couldn't move anymore, "What does he mean, saying that I don't know how to figure out Master Jihui's mind, and I can't cater to it?"

He glanced at the dark room again, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and went back to the duty room to drink herbal tea, surrounded by a trash who was less valued than him, and locked him up for a few more days.

The sky was getting darker, and the dark room was covered with ice, Xia Chen's only movable eye also lost its luster, and it was about to turn into ice beads.

At this moment, he didn't even feel the sense of despair, let alone the resentment towards Xia Jihui.

Let it go, I will return this shallow cultivation to you, and I will exchange your life for 17 years of kindness, and there will be no more debts in the future.

The light in Xia Chen's eyes completely dissipated, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

Zhan Changfeng picked up the teacup, and the scene in the cup was shaken away, but when her gaze penetrated the space and looked at the City Lord's Mansion, she met a pair of compassionate eyes.

The monk dressed in a sea-blue monk's robe and holding a Buddhist string stood at the gate of the city lord's mansion, clasped his hands together, bowed in her direction, and then walked through the high gate and thick wall, guarded by layers of guards, and came to the front of the black house.

"Namo Amitabha." The resounding Buddha's chant shattered the door of the black house, melted the frost, and called back Xia Chen whose life was hanging by a thread.

Xia Chen's eyes gradually became brighter, reflecting the holy Buddha light and lotus flowers.

The monk said, "Love is parted, resentment and hatred are met, and the line between life and death is crossed, but the eyes are full of empty flowers, and they are all vain. Would you like to enter my Buddhist gate, sweep away the three obstacles and troubles, and enter the land of ultimate bliss together?"

Xia Chen was full of tranquility, lowered his head, "I am willing."

The monk's generous palm stroked the top of his head, and his black hair fell off, "Let's go, little monk, follow me to leave the place of right and wrong."

One big and one small walked out of the City Lord's Mansion without anyone noticing, and Xia Chen never looked back at the place where he stayed for 17 years.

The two went all the way to the gate of the city, and when they passed the teahouse, the monk raised his eyes to the second floor, then nodded slightly, "This time, Fellow Daoist came a step late."

Zhan Changfeng smiled and sprinkled the tea in his hand on the food table in a line, "If I don't come late, one more person from your Buddhist sect will perish."

"Fellow Daoists still want to fight?"

"Master-student fate is something I never argue about."

The monk had nothing to say, and walked out of the city gate with the new monk.

The little monk couldn't help but turned his head and glanced towards the teahouse, "Is that someone who harbors ill intentions towards you?"

"No."

"But why did she say that there are more than one Buddhist perish?"

"." The monk paused and stared at the young monk.

The little monk's calm heart was disturbed, and he folded his hands in bewilderment, "I was the one who was abrupt."

"No, it's none of your business." The monk sighed, "It was I who realized it."

The little monk looked at him suspiciously.

"The eyes are full of empty flowers, they are all vain." The monk laughed three times, with a bit of loneliness in his compassionate eyes, looking at the billowing smoke and dust.

In front of the smoke and dust, the horse in white clothes is picturesque.

"drive!"

As soon as he rode over, the big and small monks waved their sleeves to chase away the flying dust.

Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes approached again, and the horse that had entered the city returned.

The little monk raised his head, and then he heard the girl immediately said with a flamboyant smile, "I thought my eyes were dazzled, isn't this the kid named Xia?"

"You are."

"I just met it not long ago, and now I forgot it? That's right. Back then, you broke into the lobby, hurriedly said that the engagement was void and then ran away. How could you see what I look like?"

The little monk's face changed slightly, he looked at the girl's delicate and flawless face, and shook his head, "Benefactor Feng, please forgive me if you have ever been contemptuous."

　Trying to resume business - the second watch will be late~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)