Frost Immortal Chest?

The Foreign Monk was sitting cross-legged on the prison bed, meditating and cultivating his inner energy.

To the average person, this Foreign Monk was just a taller foreigner.

However, Zhao Bulu was, after all, a cultivator who had opened his Second Aperture Eye Aperture. In his view, the Blood Qi Value in this Foreign Monk's body were already so concentrated that they were viscous. When the monk meditated, his qi and Blood Qi would surge with every breath. Clearly, he had already reached the peak of the First-Grade of cultivator, and was only waiting for an opportunity to Dragon Gate Leap, transforming his Blood Qi into true qi, and enter the realm of the Second-Grade Cultivator!

But that's not the most important thing—this Foreign Monk was surrounded by a thick, Merit Golden Light.

In Zhao Bulu's eyes, the Foreign Monk was as dazzling as a little sun.

The sheer Moral Golden Light surrounding this Foreign Monk suggests he is a highly virtuous and accomplished monk! But why would such a monk be imprisoned?

The Foreign Monk sensed someone being sent to prison, and he slowly opened his eyes to look at Zhao Bulu.

"Another newcomer? What did they do this time?" the Foreign Monk asked.

Then, Zhao Bulu saw the prison guard with a fawning expression say, "Master, this is a robber. He destroyed someone's delivery truck and seriously injured the deliveryman just to steal a package. He's committed a heinous crime!"

When Zhao Bulu saw the prison guard's obsequious expression, he sensed something was amiss.

"Excellent, excellent. This prisoner will be entrusted to this humble monk for proper guidance." The Foreign Monk clasped his hands together and chanted Buddhist mantras. As he spoke, the Moral Golden Light emanating from his body seemed to come alive. He was as if the Buddha himself had appeared, making it impossible to look directly at him.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Master." The prison guard respectfully closed the prison gate.

The Foreign Monk was initially imprisoned as a suspect in the subway murder case. The prison guards didn't pay much attention to him at first, after all, they had seen many murderers. But then, not long after, the higher-ups suddenly and mysteriously ordered that the Foreign Monk be treated well, with good food and drink provided for him.

However, it didn't say that the Foreign Monk would be released; it only said that the master could do as he pleased.

So what if you're allowed to do whatever you want?! You can do whatever you want in prison?!

And then... this master actually lived in the prison. He explained Buddhist scriptures to the prisoners and helped them find salvation, and he would often go to some dark places in the prison to help vengeful spirits find salvation.

Over the course of the month, the prison guards noticed a significant reduction in the eerie atmosphere of the prison. Furthermore, the Foreign Monk's aura of a high-ranking monk was becoming increasingly pronounced, his every movement exuding an indescribable charm.

Although they didn't know what this Foreign Monk was thinking, the prison guards all felt that perhaps he was about to make a breakthrough in Foreign Monk studies?

After the prison guards had walked away, the Foreign Monk put his hands together in a Buddhist gesture of respect to Zhao Bulu: "Fellow Daoist."

Zhao Bulu could sense the power of his Blood Qi, Foreign Monk could naturally see that Zhao Bulu was different.

"Greetings, Master." Zhao Bulu looked distressed, feeling that his life had been a tragedy lately.

"Fellow Daoist, do not be alarmed. This humble monk has a karmic connection with you." The Foreign Monk smiled slightly. "As long as I convert you, I can accumulate enough Merit Power to attempt to break through the 'Dragon Gate' and transform from a fish into a dragon! You will be the last prisoner I convert in this prison!"

He hadn't left the prison for a month, solely to guide the vengeful spirits and dead souls within, and incidentally, to extradite some deeply sinful prisoners. In that month, he had accumulated a great deal of Merit Power.

With enough Merit Power to support him, coupled with the Foreign Monk's already surging Blood Qi, his advancement to the Second-Grade Realm was a natural progression.

Zhao Bulu smile, "Master, I have my own sect."

"It's alright, this humble monk had no intention of asking you to betray your sect," the Foreign Monk with a carefree smile, trying to comfort him.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Bulu felt much more at ease.

"This humble monk only wants you to become a monk. Don't worry, becoming a monk has nothing to do with your sect." The Foreign Monk put his hands together in prayer. "Come, come, there's no time like the present. After this humble monk explains this introductory Buddhist Sect scripture to you, I'll shave your head, how about that? By the way, do you want your ordination scars? After all, you and this humble monk have a connection, so I'll give you six ordination scars as a buy-one-get-one-free offer. This humble monk begged his teacher for a long time before, but he was reluctant to give me any. Later, after this humble monk successfully established his foundation, he very stingily gave me four ordination scars, and I added the last two myself. Isn't that cool?"

The thought of his bald head and disfigured body made Zhao Bulu want to die.

He desperately wanted to escape, but when he looked at his severed legs, his eyes suddenly became empty and lifeless.

The greatest sorrow is a broken heart...

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Monday, July 1st.

Song Shuhang got up early in the morning and practiced the Vajra Foundation Fist as usual, transforming the physical strength he had accumulated overnight into Blood Qi and blood power, and began to channel it into the Second Aperture Eye Aperture.

Then wash up and change clothes.

Today he plans to take Senior White to buy a mobile phone, a computer, and various daily necessities, and also to familiarize himself with the neighborhood.

"I'll take another day off," Song Shuhang thought to himself. He had already mastered the basic knowledge from class, so a few more attendance credits wouldn't make a difference.

Just then, the doorbell rang downstairs.

"Who is it?" Song Shuhang looked up and saw a large, snow-white werewolf standing up, one paw pressing on the doorbell.

He immediately thought of the "Snow Wolf Cave Master" from the "Nine Provinces Number One Group" yesterday.

Are you here to deliver Senior White's valid identification documents?

Song Shuhang downstairs and faced the snow-white wolf.

"Hello, are you Song Shuhang?" the snow-white wolf asked in a clear, childlike voice.

"Hello, that's me." Song Shuhang opened the door.

"I'm delivering something to you on my master's orders. My master is the Snow Wolf Cave Master." The snow-white wolf pointed to a small bag hanging around its neck, took it off, and handed it to Song Shuhang.

"Thank you, Senior Snow Wolf mentioned it to me yesterday." Song Shuhang reached out and took the small bag, which contained Senior True Lord White's ID card, household registration book, passport, driver's license, and other items.

Wait, driver's license?

Song Shuhang took out the document and saw that it was indeed a driver's license.

Senior True Lord White has probably never even touched a car, yet you managed to get him a driver's license. Is that really alright?

"Then I'll take my leave. If you have time, Mr. Shuhang, please remember to visit Snow Wolf Cave. That's what my master said." After saying this, the snow-white wolf leaped lightly, creating a cloud of white Cloudmist, and ran away as if fleeing.

I have a feeling that this snow-white wolf is hiding from something?

Is he hiding from True Lord White?

Probably not. Demonic beasts don't seem to avoid True Lord White, as can be seen from Doudou's behavior.

Is it hiding from Pekingese Doudou?

Lost in thought, Song Shuhang went upstairs to find True Lord White. Oh, he's Venerable White now! He needs to change his address!

However, Song Shuhang would always unconsciously call Senior White "True Lord White," treating him as a senior whose surname was Bai and given name was True Lord.

When Song Shuhang returned upstairs, he saw Senior White disassembling a refrigerator. Beside him, on the computer screen, was a document containing information about the refrigerator's structure.

"Oh, so that's how this refrigerator is made. How interesting! When these parts are combined, they can actually create artificial cold air, achieving the effect of an array. Human creativity is truly amazing," Senior White murmured to himself, a satisfied look on his face.

He quickly disassembled the refrigerator into its various small parts...

Song Shuhang was both amused and exasperated. "Senior White, what happened to the things in the refrigerator?"

"Oh, I've put those things on the table. Don't worry, I'll just put the refrigerator back and put it back in a bit!" Senior White said confidently.

Song Shuhang stared at the table, on which lay a box of "open-mouth crispy popsicles" he had recently bought, looking utterly bewildered.

Oh well, it's just a box of popsicles. At most, they'll melt and turn into ice water, right?

Then... half an hour later.

"It's back in place!" Senior White Bai laughed heartily, then pulled the refrigerator's power cord and was about to plug it into the socket.

At this moment, Song Shuhang, with his sharp eyes, noticed that there were several more parts next to the refrigerator!

Song Shuhang couldn't figure out the purpose of these parts, but even the smallest one would make the refrigerator unable to function, right?

Song Shuhang immediately called out, "Wait a minute Senior White, you still have a few parts that you haven't put back in!"

"It's alright, those few parts are insignificant. Besides... I can't find where they were originally installed. But don't worry, the refrigerator will definitely be fine. Trust me!" Senior White forcefully inserted the plug into the socket.

The next moment, snap snap sizzle

A burnt, electrical odor wafted through the air, and black smoke billowed from the refrigerator.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Senior White quickly unplugged the refrigerator, looking at it with a puzzled expression. "That's strange, why did it burn out? There's nothing wrong with it in principle! Shuhang, why is this happening?"

"Hehe." Song Shuhang chuckled dryly.

Looks like I'll have to go out and buy another refrigerator today. Summer isn't complete without a refrigerator; a summer without popsicles and iced drinks isn't a complete summer!

"Although it's an exquisite thing, it's really fragile. It seems I still need to study it a lot more. It's great to think that there's so much to study here," Senior White murmured. He waved his hand, and a gentle breeze suddenly rose up, dispersing the burnt smell emanating from the refrigerator.

Song Shuhang didn't hear Senior White's mutterings and assumed he was feeling down. So, he comforted him, "It's alright, Senior, we can just go buy another one."

"No need, no need, I broke it, I'll fix it for you. It's just a refrigerator!" Senior White said confidently.

This time, it only took three minutes, and Senior White proudly declared, "Done!"

Song Shuhang opened the refrigerator, and immediately, a refreshing chill wafted out!

It actually works!

Song Shuhang then looked inside the refrigerator and saw that Senior White had inscribed a formation on each of the left and right sides of the refrigerator.

There is a Spirit-Gathering Formation that can slowly absorb the spiritual energy that is floating in the world and store it in the array.

Another one is called the Frost Formation, which can transform the spiritual energy absorbed in the Spirit-Gathering Formation into cold energy, achieving a refrigeration effect.

"How was it?" Senior White asked smugly.

Song Shuhang rubbed his cheeks and revealed a refreshing smile, "Great job, Senior White!"

From today onwards, this refrigerator is no longer an ordinary refrigerator.

It's already considered a magical cooling device!

Please call it -- Ice Vessel? Or, Ice Magic Cabinet? Frost Immortal Chest?

Hmm, the name "Frost Immortal Chest" is quite nice.