Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 410 It's kind of dark! ! !

"This black room is really extremely dark."

Wu Xuan stepped in, and the light seemed to be swallowed instantly.
In the dark environment, there is only a beam of light when the door is opened.

Zhao Jingwei snorted softly: "You are here to let me meditate, five days, not a moment less!"

After saying that, the door was closed by Zhao Jingwei with a flick of his sleeve.
The sudden darkness made Wu Xuan feel a little uncomfortable.

Immediately, he adapted to the dark environment, his bright eyes could vaguely see the situation in the room.
It was dark here, and there was nothing but Wu Xuan.

Zhao Jingwei listened quietly outside and did not see Wu Xuan's dissatisfaction, but he could understand Wu Xuan's doubts.

"Hey, I hope this kid can understand the good intentions of the poor." Zhao Jingwei sighed.

He looked at Elder Qin behind him, curled his lips and asked, "Qin Chen, you won't hold grudges against me because of this, do you? I know how strong your heart is to protect the calf."

Elder Qin waved his hands, smiled lightly, and said, "This is your training method, and it has its own meaning. How can I bear a grudge against you? It doesn't matter if you lock him up for a few more days."

Zhao Jingwei nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's good that you understand, so as not to trouble me in the future."

Mr. Qin shook his head and smiled, "Of course not, hey, I suddenly remembered that there seems to be a lot of treasures you collected in your Taoist temple. It just so happens that there is nothing wrong, how about we go and have a look?"

Zhao Jingwei's complexion changed, and he exclaimed: "You still say you don't hate the poor, but you coveted my poor property!"

Elder Qin chuckled and said, "How could it be?"

But the expression on his face was obvious.

Murong Xiqin also echoed Mr. Qin's thoughts, saying: "Yes, it's been a while since we haven't seen each other, so it's okay to just give us a look, and a piece of your flesh is indispensable."

Zhao Jingwei suddenly drooped his face, and muttered: "You two just took a fancy to the fat in my Taoist temple."

At this moment, Wu Xuan didn't know that Zhao Jingwei had already arranged this.

With doubts, he looked around, and finally found a tiny hole on the roof.

It is very strange that sunlight cannot penetrate through the pores, but Wu Xuan can see the clear sky through them.

"Five days, what should I do."

Wu Xuan smiled helplessly, there was nothing but him in this room.

It was okay at first, but gradually, the dead silence and the dark cold came to his heart, making him restless.

He could only stare at the only pore in a daze, so as to spend the difficult five days.

He was thinking about what Zhao Jingwei's intention was.

Do you have to let yourself stay in this dark environment for five days?

"Could it be that there is any benefit in retreating for five days?"

Wu Xuan thought to himself, but quickly vetoed it, it was more difficult than retreating.

It feels suffocating and scary to be with the dark.

He didn't understand very much, after a few hours.

Wu Xuan's heart was filled with dark depression and silent irritability.

He even began to be afraid, terrified of this strange darkness.

It was as if there was some mortal danger in the darkness.

But this is all just imagination, because he is doing nothing in the dark, and the fear in his heart is magnified by several times.

"A few days?"

Wu Xuan started to be in a daze, his eyes focused on the tiny opening, and he lost the concept of time in the dark room.

Seconds feel like years!

He can only judge the passage of time by relying on the sky outside the aperture.

When the night comes, the pores and the darkness merge into one, making the silent environment even colder.

Wu Xuan couldn't help shivering, it wasn't cold.

But in this huge darkness, only his life exists.

He couldn't feel the slightest vitality, the darkness was too quiet, as if the whole world was silent and dissipated due to the coming of darkness.

After a long dark night, finally ushered in the ray of sunshine in the early morning.

Wu Xuan seemed to have seen hope, even if the warmth of the sun did not shine, there was a trace of warmth in his heart.

This let him know that the world is not annihilated.

The sun still rises, and the world is full of hope.

However, he was the only one who lost all life in this dark room.

If it weren't for his hard support, perhaps this place would become a dead zone.

And so on, day after day.

Wu Xuan was tormented in the darkness and the light, until finally he lost the light in his heart and completely despaired of the world outside the pore.

He no longer went through the pores to yearn for the outside world, to wait for the five long days to pass.

Because he has no sense of time, he tried to listen to the existence of the sound for several days, and he didn't even see an insect.

He became slumped and curled up in a corner of the room.

Because he felt that there were countless pairs of dead eyes watching him in the darkness, as if they were going to drag him into the boundless hell and lose his life.

On the fourth day, without knowing the passage of time, he finally lost hope for life.

In this darkness, he seemed to have spent ten thousand years, becoming extremely haggard.

"Take me away……"

He looked blankly at the dark corner, as if there were hands stretched out from hell, trying to pull him to the boundless hell.

He no longer resists, and will go to hell, maybe there will be life there.

Suddenly he felt something moving behind him.

"who is it!"

Wu Xuan jumped up abruptly, his bewildered eyes contracted suddenly.

Looking behind him, in the soil, a tender green grass broke free and sprouted.

Wu Xuan was amazed, from this grass, he felt endless vitality.

The place where it lives is the soil that has been trampled thousands of times by Wu Xuan, it is as hard as iron.

However, in order to survive, Xiaocao, relying on that unyielding will, still broke through the difficulties countless times stronger than herself, and emerged.

Wu Xuan suddenly realized that this is the way to survive.

Born to survive, the tiny grass, in this dark environment, has no life at all, and still tries its best to survive.

This unyielding strong will made Wu Xuan feel ashamed.

He was worse than Xiaocao, and he suddenly understood Zhao Jingwei's intention to put him in confinement.

The purpose is to understand the precious way of life, which is also an important step in the practice of mentality.

Because of his fear of the dark, he forgot his practice for a few days.

Now fully enlightened, he sat alone beside the grass, closed his eyes and let his heart go empty.

He gradually felt that the surroundings were full of vitality, there were grass seeds waiting to be released underground, and there were dormant worm embryos in the soil waiting for the right time to revive.

Compared with the world, Wu Xuan is like these insignificant creatures, survival requires an unyielding will.

Five days later, Zhao Jingwei sighed and said, "Qin Chen, you have to be prepared. No matter how strong this kid is, he won't be able to survive the five days of darkness after going through my ten-day special training."

Elder Qin waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I believe in my apprentice's strength, and the mere darkness is nothing to worry about."

Zhao Jingwei pursed his lips, and said, "Don't be so full of bragging, and save this kid from being stupid, and you will trouble me again."

　The first! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)