Chapter 21 Once again, the person he cared about left him...
He instinctively wanted to jump down, but his body was unable to move due to the effects of the drug, and he could not take a single step.
It was clearly a spiritual creature that grew in the icy and snowy land, but after consuming it, it brought a burning pain.
He felt as if every inch of his meridians was burning with flames, and the fire was expanding inside his body, as if it would burn him to ashes. His body temperature began to rise sharply, and even the cold wind blowing at this moment seemed to be a blazing flame.
Blood, which he couldn't swallow in time, began to seep from the corners of his mouth. If he didn't neutralize the medicinal power and make it work for him, he would soon be overwhelmed by the spiritual energy of the thousand-year-old snow lotus and die.
He frowned, closed his eyes, and slowly mobilized the spiritual energy within his body, guiding the external spiritual energy to merge into a small world within him.
As the spiritual energy gradually transformed, the excruciating pain that burned him like flames began to slowly subside, and the spiritual meridians and damaged internal organs around his body began to gradually repair themselves.
The moment the spiritual veins were repaired, he immediately opened his eyes and felt the continuous flow of spiritual energy within his body.
This thousand-year-old snow lotus is a rare treasure in the world. As long as one can neutralize its medicinal power, not only can one recover from injuries, but one's cultivation level can also easily advance to the next level.
He didn't even have time to be happy for himself. Once he could move, he jumped off the sheer cliff in front of him.
But the moment he hit the bottom of the cliff, he heard no sound of fighting. The surroundings were eerily quiet. He could not hear the Snow Demon's voice, nor could he hear Li Chenjin's voice.
He looked around blankly, only to see the Snow Demon King's corpse. The hundreds of Snow Demons that had been there earlier had vanished, their whereabouts unknown.
This is also one of the snow demons' habits. Although once a snow demon king appears, these snow demons will instinctively approach and support him, once the snow demon king dies, the snow demons will not want to avenge their king. Instead, they will scatter like birds and beasts, disappearing without a trace in an instant, waiting for the next king to appear.
His gaze slowly moved down, landing on the snow-covered ground at the bottom of the cliff.
There were some crimson marks left on the white snow. Snow demons wouldn't have blood of this color, so all of this blood must have been from Li Chen.
He slowly looked around, but did not see Li Chenjin's figure, nor her corpse. The only corpse was that of the Snow Demon King who had already died.
He stood there motionless for a long time until he heard the sound of an avalanche above and saw countless snowflakes rushing down from above, at which point he slowly came back to his senses.
In the instant he regained his senses, a magic array instantly formed beneath his feet, followed by a barrier that enveloped a five-meter radius around him, blocking the falling snow from above.
He slowly walked to the Snow Demon King's corpse and took out the dagger he had used to cut open the Snow Demon's chest cavity.
But this time his target was clearly not the snow demon's heart, so the dagger fell on the snow demon king's abdomen.
As the Snow Demon King's abdomen was slowly slit open with his dagger, countless streams of blood quickly appeared before his eyes. As the blood continued to gush out and change, the people reflected in his mind also began to change constantly.
One moment it's his father, his mother; the next it's his master, his uncle, his fellow disciples; then it's the corpses he saw on his escape route, some with names, some without, until finally…
Li Chenjin's image emerged from the blood.
But those were all his hallucinations, including the blood he had seen earlier.
The Snow Demon King's blood was the color of clear water. Touching it was like touching extremely cold ice water, causing his hands to freeze and become numb.
But he couldn't care less about his hands now. In the hallucination he had just experienced, he was reliving the feeling of loss. That feeling made his heart more and more panicked and chaotic, and he moved faster and faster as he cut open the Snow Demon King's abdomen.
After splitting open the Snow Demon King's belly, he was about to continue cutting inside when he suddenly paused, as if worried about hurting something. He threw away the dagger, which was covered in snow water, and reached into the Snow Demon King's abdomen with his bare hands, groping and searching.
The Snow Demon King's organs are similar to some human organs, except that those organs are crystal clear like red crystals, so beautiful that they don't seem like something a violent creature like the Snow Demon should have.
But he had no time to think about these things at the moment. He frantically searched inside, and after he had rummaged through all of the Snow Demon King's organs and torn them open, he still did not find the person he was looking for.
This is good news.
But at the same time, it's also bad news.
He slowly raised his head. The sunlight above him had been covered by the falling snow. Now, he was under layers of snow, and the only light illuminating him was the faint glow emitted by the magic array beneath his feet.
He looked around again, and everywhere he looked, without exception, was snow that could suffocate a person to death.
Snow is everywhere...
It's all snow...
But he didn't find the person he was looking for before the snow fell...
Once again...
The person he cared about left him once again...
Once again...
Once again...
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"Is there really no need to drink this? I've already drunk three bowls of medicine."
Li Chen looked at the large bowl of medicine placed in front of him, his face showing distress, and he looked at the person opposite him with pleading eyes.
Unfortunately, the person opposite her remained unmoved. Even after realizing that she did not want to drink the medicine, he said, "Since Headmaster Li is unwilling to drink it, this humble monk will go and invite Master over."
"Hey! Wait, wait!" Seeing him turn to leave, Li Chen quickly stood up and said, "I'll drink, I'll drink, okay? Your master has been nagging me for five or six days now. I finally have some peace and quiet, why did you invite him over again? Besides, didn't you say yesterday that the old monk was going into seclusion today? Just let him have his seclusion. How can you let my little matter disturb his important business?"
The person in front of him snorted, "Since Sect Leader Li is worried about being nagged by his master, why doesn't he take care of his own health? Sect Leader Li has been vomiting blood non-stop for the past six days and has been running a high fever. Even if he had nine lives, it wouldn't be enough for Sect Leader Li to suffer like this."
Li Chenjin listened to the person in front of him nagging while drinking his medicine. Only after she finally finished the medicine could he catch his breath. He patted the table in front of him and said, "I'm telling you, you're talking more and more! You shouldn't learn this nagging habit from your master, or what will you be like when you grow up?"
The young monk said, "Even those who are born unable to speak would be angered to speak up if they saw a patient like Master Li who refuses to listen to advice. Senior brother has already arrived at Snow Mountain. At most ten years, the thousand-year snow lotus will be ready. I hope Master Li will not disappoint your wishes."
Li Chen glanced at the person in front of him with a sense of helplessness.
The little monk looked only seven or eight years old, but he spoke with a maturity beyond his years.
As she spoke, she couldn't help but stare at Li Chenjin with wide eyes, her hands clenched into fists on the table, her face clearly showing her anger.
If this kid has something on his mind, others can guess it almost perfectly just by looking at his face; he really can't hide anything.
Li Chen raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting down to his legs. He smiled slightly and said, "You're not that old, but you care about so many things. You're still young, these adult matters are not for you to worry about. You should eat more and grow taller so your feet can touch the ground first."
“I remember you wanted to go to Xue Mang Mountain for arduous cultivation with your senior brother before, but it seems that your senior brother was unwilling to take you along because you were too short. I suppose he was afraid that the wind on Xue Mang Mountain was too strong and that the cold wind would blow you away. If your senior brother had tied a rope around your waist, he might have been able to fly you like a little kite.”
The little monk stared at Li Chenjin, his eyes wide with disbelief.
In all his life, he had never heard such a thing before.
Although he appears mature, he has not yet reached the point where he can remain unaffected by external influences.
Furthermore, Li Chenjin's words struck a nerve, making it impossible for him to continue pretending. He pouted, jumped off the wooden stool, looked up, and ran out the door crying, calling out "Master" as he ran. Despite Li Chenjin's alarming reaction and his attempts to catch up with him, Li Chenjin kept apologizing, but he couldn't manage to catch him.
Li Chen stared in the direction the little monk had disappeared, muttering to himself, "Not tall, short legs, but he runs pretty fast..."
Playing with children is actually quite fun, but the only thing that's not so fun is that this little monk is the youngest and most beloved disciple of the old monk who saved her. She made the little monk cry, and the old monk will definitely give her a lecture when he comes over.
Perhaps it was because the old monk had been chanting scriptures and preaching for many years that once he started talking, he could nag her for two hours without stopping. She was so thirsty that she started drinking water, but he wouldn't drink a drop. He kept nagging until she couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy and apologized, at which point he would temporarily stop nagging her.
For the past six days, she has been nagged by the old monk almost every day. Even though he has to go out to do business because of recent events in the Zen community, he will still take an hour each day to come back and nag her. He makes her so upset that she feels like she wants to vomit blood again.
Fortunately, when the young monk came to deliver the medicine, he also brought a letter that the old monk had asked him to pass on to her. It seemed that something had happened somewhere and he wanted to ask the old monk to go and take a look. However, the old monk had been too busy lately, so he wanted to entrust the matter to her.
She had originally planned to delay for a few days to rest before going, but it seems she can't rest now. In order to avoid being nagged, she must go as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, she lowered her head and touched the storage bag hanging at her waist.
When she first woke up, she thought she had just had a pipe dream. Even the vague memory that she seemed to be dead was just a dream. But she never expected that the storage bag would be hanging on her body after she woke up.
According to the person who takes care of her, no matter how hard others try, they cannot remove or open this thing, so it seems that only its recognized owner can use it.
She originally wanted to ask about the Dharma cultivation world, but she was too ill a few days ago and couldn't speak. Today, she was finally able to speak, but she was so busy talking back that she forgot to ask.
But that doesn't matter. Anyway, she's leaving the Zen meditation world. She can just ask others when she gets outside. She just doesn't know if Shen Zhengyuan has reformed. But even if he has, he probably hasn't reformed much, otherwise she wouldn't still be in this situation.
Or perhaps it was just a chance encounter, and Shen Zhengyuan forgot about her after she left, but in any case, he still had to ask.
She opened the letter as she thought about it.
A note from the author:
You wouldn't believe it, Xiao Shen, your wife is gone! [dog head with rose in hand]
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