Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 226 Xuantianzong Great Adventure ([-])
In a blink of an eye, it was the fourth day.

Inside the Xuantianzong dungeon.

Zhang Yan stepped down the steps, going deeper and deeper, and the more he walked, the colder he felt.

This is the dungeon of Xuantianzong. Going all the way down, it is no longer paved with jade, but a simple mud seal. The mud is wet and sticky, and the dungeon is also full of moisture from the wet soil. No one entered, and the humidity here was so thick that it was even choking.

That moisture invades every inch of skin from all the pores on the whole body, and directly reaches the bones wrapped in flesh.

Zhang Yan took the medicine and walked down the stairs with ease. Every compartment here locked a monk who had made a mistake. The uninjured monks were very uncomfortable in this dungeon. Every quarter of an hour was a torment. The monks who had been whipped and bruised all over their bodies lived in a miserable life in this dungeon. The Yin Qi entered the body along the damaged skin, which was comparable to torture.

The closer to the inner compartment, the monks who have been imprisoned for a longer period of time. These monks hugged themselves with their hands and curled up in the corner, in order to save some strength to resist the bone-piercing Yin Qi, and those who were imprisoned for a short time The monk clutched the fence tightly with both hands, howling in pain.

Zhang Yan walked all the way to the innermost side, and first put down a bottle of elixir in the farthest compartment.

"Master."

The female cultivator in the fence slowly turned her head and pointed her ear at Zhang Yan.

She seemed to be blind with both eyes, and could only judge who was outside the fence by hearing.

"You are here again."

The nun's voice seemed to be sighing: "Your senior brother is right, you are indecisive, and you are not decisive in doing things. Be careful that he will lock you in together someday."

There were many ulcers on her body, and she was slowly dripping blood.

Zhang Yan sighed, not daring to look at the hideous wound on Master's body.

He didn't dare to resist the senior brother openly, so he could only come here secretly: "How is the master recently?"

"same as usual."

Zhang Yan didn't say much, maybe he didn't know what to say, he took a deep breath: "Master, I will come to see you later."

The female cultivator was still sitting in the corner, and she didn't answer Zhang Yan's words, but turned her head back slowly.

Zhang Yan came to the second compartment again.

A male cultivator with white beard and hair was imprisoned there. As soon as the male cultivator saw Zhang Yan, his chest heaved violently at first, but the piercing yin energy quickly flowed through the whole body along the lungs, and he was forced to calm down again. down.

"What are you doing here!"

Zhang Yan opened his mouth, he did it as a last resort to save his life, he knew that he was cowardly, not bad enough to get to the root of it, and also not good enough not to be afraid of death: "...I'll deliver the medicine to my uncle."

"You..." Nanxiu looked at Zhang Yan, but Zhang Yan didn't dare to look at him, so he quickly lowered his head.

Zhang Yan put down the medicine and quickly left the uncle's compartment.

He just walked all the way, dispensed the medicine all the way, and walked all the way to Qin Shiyi's cubicle.

He squatted down and looked at Qin Shiyi who was meditating behind the fence.

"Senior sister, why are you doing this?"

Qin Shiyi didn't speak, and didn't even want to open his eyes to look at Zhang Yan.

"You shouldn't have accepted this errand in the first place." Zhang Yan's face was full of sadness, "The suzerain has promised the establishment of Xiaoyaozong, and also promised Xiaoyaozong the qualification to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition after one year."

Qin Shiyi's eyes still did not open, and his pupils moved uncontrollably under his eyelids.

"...I left medicine for you. There are [-] pills in it, which can resist Yin Qi for [-] days. I'll come back to see you later." Zhang Yan put the medicine in the fence and planned to get up.

"...I often say that you are indecisive, and when you are in this situation, I think that your indecision...is really hateful."

Zhang Yan stood outside the fence and said nothing for a long time.

After a while, Zhang Yan walked to the front of a monk.

That cultivator was the only victim of this incident, the male cultivator who was in charge of the night watch on the first day the black characters appeared.

Seeing Zhang Yan approaching, the male cultivator immediately grabbed the fence with both hands, with hope in his eyes: "Master, can you intercede with the suzerain and let me out?"

Zhang Yan frowned: "I'm here this time to take you out."

"Really?! Thank you uncle! Thank you uncle!"

"You don't have to thank me too much, this is not what I begged for," Zhang Yan said lightly, "But after you come out, I'm afraid that the quota will be halved, and the previous position may not be kept."

"It's okay, it's okay," the male cultivator quickly shook his head, "As long as you can get out of this damn place, you can do whatever you want."

"If you think it's okay, I'll take you out."

"Thank you uncle, thank you uncle!"

The male cultivator almost knelt down and thanked Zhang Yan. He knew that Zhang Yan must be begging him. He had seen Zhang Yan begging Qin Shiyi with his own eyes. He even let Xuantianzong lose face, so no matter how Zhang Yan begged, he couldn't save Qin Shiyi.

Qin Shiyi was not as indispensable as Cao Miaomiao, so naturally this dungeon was inevitable.

Now there are too many people involved in this matter, and it is unrealistic to imprison all these people in the dungeon, so he simply released the male cultivator who was originally imprisoned in it, and Fu Cen also sold Zhang Yan's favor.

Zhang Yan opened the gate of the fence: "Remember, don't make mistakes in the future, or I won't be able to save you."

The male cultivator followed Zhang Yan out of the dungeon gratefully, and ignored the shouting behind him without any regrets.

After Zhang Yan sent Nanxiu back to his residence, he didn't stop at all and instead went to Fu Cen's residence.

He stood in front of the door of Zhang Yan's residence, first adjusted his clothes, and then knocked on the door carefully: "Sovereign."

"Enter."

Zhang Yan took a deep breath, slowly pushed open the door, and saluted the suzerain inside the door: "Sovereign."

Fu Cen sat at the table, looked down at Zhang Yan after he finished the salute, and then said slowly: "Junior brother is out, so there is no need to do this grand salute every time."

Zhang Yan really knew Fu Cen too well, and replied with a smile: "Courtesy cannot be discarded."

Fu Cen pointed to the chair beside him: "Sit."

Zhang Yan was still smiling, but did not sit down: "Sovereign, there is a difference between superiority and inferiority, the subordinates should stand and listen."

Fu Cen glanced at Zhang Yan, but did not insist anymore: "Tell me, who did this incident?"

Zhang Yan raised his head and glanced at Fu Cen, as if confirming what Fu Cen meant by asking: "...the subordinates don't know."

"What is his purpose?"

Zhang Yan didn't know whether he was talking to himself or asking him, and he didn't answer rashly, but kept silent and listened to Fu Cen's words.

This person's cultivation level must be higher than theirs, but why didn't he directly catch Xiao Zhe, but told Xuantianzong in such a roundabout way that this thief is in Xuantianzong?
　small theater:

　　Ji Mingzhao: I did it.

　　Xue Wen: I did it.

　　Ji Mingzhao: You can't catch me.

　　Xue Wen: You can't catch me either.

　　Fu Cen: ...? ? ?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)