In That Distant Little Dark Room

Ch.10 - Xuanwu Meeting

Ch. 10 - ——

Fellow Daoist Cen, whose surname is Cen Mingzheng, is a veteran-level elder of the Lingxu Sect.

He is much older than Zhang Jingmo, and is now in the late stage of Jindan.

It's just that he has been in the late stage of Jindan for more than 600 years but has not yet given birth to a baby, and his remaining life is not long.

Perhaps because of his eagerness to seek enlightenment, Cen Zheng's temperament has become increasingly eccentric in recent years. He rarely interacts with others, and he never does anything unless necessary.

Normally, his elixirs were delivered by the boy. This time, no one knew what the wind was blowing, but he actually came to the door by himself.

Cen Zheng said: "Friend Daoist Zhang, I have something I want to ask of you, but I don't know..."

How could Zhang Jingmo not know what he wanted to say? Before Cen Zheng could finish speaking, he interrupted: "If Fellow Daoist Cen is here for Yuan Qing Dan, I apologize for my inability to help."

Cen Zheng's face darkened. His expression was already cold, but now it became even more gloomy. He said, "It seems that fellow Taoist Zhang is unwilling to give Pindao this face."

Zhang Jingmo is still not touched at all - he knows the path this person will take in the future, either he will die after running out of life and failing to conceive a baby, or he will fall into the evil way and be killed by the right way. Those more than one hundred and twenty In this ending, it is not a way of life for Cen Zheng anyway.

It is hard to disobey the law of heaven. Zhang Jingmo believes in fate, but he does not believe it.

Thaksin believed it was because this endless cycle of reincarnation made him like a rat in a vat, unable to escape even though he was exhausted. He doesn't believe it, because even though he has failed countless times, he still has to fight and will never give up.

But Zhang Jingmo obviously had no intention of changing his life for the gloomy-looking man in front of him. He said calmly: "I don't know if I don't give fellow Taoist Cen face. I have some face, but I really can't afford it."

Cen Zheng's face twisted.

Zhang Jingmo said again: "I refined three Yuan Qing Dan, two of which were given to the master. If Fellow Daoist Cen wants it, go and get it from the master." After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave.

How could Cen Zheng not know that Zhang Jingmo was mocking him? His relationship with the leader had always been cold. If he went there to ask for the elixir, he would probably not only fail to get the elixir, but also suffer cynicism.

Zhang Jingmo had just taken two steps when he heard Cen Zheng's voice coming over again, but this time what Cen Zheng said made him look coldly.

Cen Zheng said: "Zhang Daoyou, if I remember correctly, you have a four-year-old apprentice."

Zhang Jingmo's footsteps paused.

Cen Zheng added: "If I remember correctly, the Xuanwu Meeting will be held in twelve years?"

Zhang Jingmo already knew what Cen Zheng wanted to say.

Cen Zheng said: "Did you know that I have a disciple who entered Taoism at the age of six and is now at the fourth level of Qi refining stage?"

Zhang Jingmo naturally knew, not only he knew, but the entire Lingxu Sect knew - Cen Zheng had a genius apprentice who entered Taoism at the age of six. It only took him five years to reach the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage.