Volume 1 Chapter 1574: Rest Slowly

Chapter 1574: Rest slowly

Because of his insufficient cultivation and the terrible pain he had suffered, he had no good feelings for the lofty 33rd Heaven. Therefore, even though it was his first time here, he just stayed on the top of the mountain and didn't want to go anywhere.

He lazily lay on the platform beside the Exiled Immortal Well and rested slowly. Only on the fourth day did his body recover. However, this recovery was only mental. He was finally away from the pain and no longer had to think about the horror of the huge pain. As for his cultivation, it would take at least several months or even years to fully recover, depending on how he practiced.

Four days later, Zhang Pa got up, took out the immortal wine and poured it for the Heart of God to drink, and then he was in the mood to look at the surrounding environment. Although he didn't like the 33rd Heaven, since he stayed here and couldn't leave for the time being, he should understand it clearly.

The only place he saw was the mountain. He was standing on the highest mountain top. Looking down from here, there were layers of mountains and strange peaks and rocks everywhere. After watching for a while, he curled his lips. Thirty-three Heavens, it has a big name, but it looks just so-so. The garden of the old madman is even more beautiful.

Thinking of the garden, I thought of the old madman again. Where did that guy go? He hasn't appeared since Zhang Pa climbed out of the Exiled Immortal Well. Did he really let him go? Zhang Pa was a little confused, and then cursed inwardly, since you let me go, why don't you take me down, what's the matter with me staying here alone?

At this time, there was no one in the place he could see with his eyes. Since there was no one in the mountains, there was no need to find a place to stay, just stay here. So he sat down again and stared at the big snakes on the ground in a daze.

One hundred and twenty-eight Fushen snakes, each about fifteen meters long, with white scales, hard and thick, and cold eyes. Just lying down, it carried a kind of fierceness and pressure that the beast itself brought. But in Zhang Pa's view, these snakes were his lifeblood, and he would not let them be hurt no matter what.

There is only one thing. Zhang Pa protected them, but it also made it impossible for them to become strong. The strength they showed now was just a natural reaction to life weaker than them. If other Fushen snakes were their enemies, these snakes would only retreat. They were more like children spoiled by Zhang Pa. They didn't understand many things very well, so when Zhang Pa was injured, they knew that their opponents were very strong, but they had to fight hard. On the one hand, they felt sorry for Zhang Pa, on the other hand, it was the blood of blood inheritance, and on the other hand, they didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was.

Sometimes, Zhang Pa felt that he had delayed them, but after thinking about it carefully, he would still choose to delay them like this even if he had to do it again. If these snakes were really allowed to fight and fight, there would definitely be casualties. This is a process that must be experienced if they want to become strong.

On one hand, they could die at any time, and on the other hand, they could live a stable life. Zhang Pa made a choice for them easily.

Looking at a pile of snakes, he thought of the people in Tianlei Mountain again. He didn't know how they were doing now? These are the people he wants to protect, and they are also the shackles he puts on himself, but his personality is like this. He knows that it is troublesome and difficult, but he is willing to take the responsibility of protecting them, just like he treats the Fushen Snake.

He was dazed for a while, sighed lightly, and let go of his mind. Even if he doesn't like this place, in this case, it is better to know more about things. After some investigation, he sighed again. There was no human breath within a radius of ten thousand miles near the Exiled Immortal Well, only many large and small beasts. Divine beasts are not as good as gods. Divine masters may hide their breath and not be discovered by Zhang Pa. Divine beasts can't hide their aura. Zhang Pa scanned and felt that every divine beast was particularly difficult to deal with, and he might not be an opponent.

Therefore, he sighed lightly and stared at the forest below in a daze. If he didn't have the ability, it would be better not to go down easily.

In this way, he could only stay on the platform on the top of the mountain. In order not to waste time and to be able to protect himself, Zhang Pa worked hard to practice from that day on. And the old madman seemed to be really lost and never appeared again.

Time passed quickly, and more than a month passed. Zhang Pa and God's Heart worked together to waste the immortal wine and immortal pills. As a result, they only lasted for more than a month. All the stocks on Zhang Pa's body were completely wasted, and only some unrefined immortal herbs and immortal medicines were left, such as two Yuntian ginsengs and one We-You Grass.

In the past, Zhang Pa had at least thousands of immortal pills and tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of bottles of immortal wine. If he ate them slowly, he would definitely have no problem eating them for a few years or more. But on the 33rd layer of heaven, the power here made him extremely insecure, so he poured all the immortal wine to God's Heart, just wanting him to become stronger quickly.

After God's Heart experienced the fusion with his Yuanshen, the big iron block returned to its previous state and could quickly absorb divine power, and the absorption degree was even better than before. In order to get a strong thug, Zhang Pa poured the immortal wine like dirty water and fed it all to God's Heart.

God's Heart did not waste his kindness. After swallowing so much immortal wine, it was nourished by the divine energy of the 33rd day, like an empty bag, madly absorbing divine power. So, after a month and a half, God's Heart recovered from the injuries it received when fighting against the old madman's magic circle, and its strength increased rapidly. It can be said that if the old madman used the magic circle to torment them again, God's Heart only needed to expend a little effort to break the magic circle, and would not be as desperate and embarrassed as before.

The strength of the Heart of God has been improved, and Zhang Wen is also improving rapidly. Just staying in the thirty-three days for more than forty days, Zhang Ping's cultivation level increased at least ten times. It's a bit difficult for him to say, not only because of his advanced cultivation, but also the most ferocious thing is that he consumed thousands of pills in more than ten days. This speed cannot be described as fast, it is simply impossible to happen.

In fact, it was indeed impossible to happen. Zhang Wen was just sending the power of countless elixirs through the soul into the big iron block. His body can't hold much power, but the Heart of God can definitely hold it. This is a benefit brought by the fusion of the two souls, helping him store his divine power.

This has another advantage. When he and the soul of God's Heart merge into one place, the big iron block becomes his thing. He can store some divine power in it for easy use. It is always more convenient than swallowing the elixir during a war. And the Heart of God can also use these powers, which is the third benefit.

After destroying the Immortal Wine and Elixir of Light, Zhang Wen kept pretending to practice for a few days. On this day, a dark figure flew quickly from the sky and came closer in the blink of an eye. As soon as they met, they shouted: "Where's the old madman? Where's that bastard?" Then he remembered to ask Zhang Afraid: "How are you? Are you hurt? Did that bastard bully you?"

The person who came was a big man. He landed directly in front of Zhang Ai and looked at him carefully. Zhang was afraid that he would not answer the question, so he asked first: "Why did you turn black?"

The big man's armor was originally cyan, but now it turned dark, and he looked a little uncomfortable. The big man said bitterly: "I have to settle the score with the old madman." Zhang was curious, did the big man also fight with the old madman? Then he asked again: "What's wrong?" The big man replied casually: "Nothing, I just went to his house to look for you, and I was ambushed once by the door agency."

Hearing this, Zhang Weijing was very touched. The big man was so kind to him. He was able to catch up with him for thirty-three days after he was caught, and he has been looking for it until today. He said solemnly: "Thank you!" Said: "I can only say thank you, there is nothing else I can do. I have already thanked you several times, so don't be annoyed."

The big man gave a rare smile and cursed: "Fake or not?" Then he asked: "What's the matter with you?"

Zhang Wei still didn't answer the question right away. Instead, he was concerned about the big man's black suit and asked again: "Can you remove this color?" The big man said angrily: "I was tricked by that bastard, and I don't know what it is. It's been several days, but I just can't fall off." Zhang Ain smiled and said, "The black color looks quite majestic, but I'm not used to it."

"Don't be mad at me. What's wrong with you? Where's that bastard? And why are you staying here?" As he spoke, the big man looked at the Immortal Well not far away.

Zhang Ping simply told what he had experienced these days. He just mentioned the pain and suffering casually, there was no need to say more. After hearing this, the big man had an expression of disbelief on his face. He looked Zhang Awei up and down and asked in a low voice: "Exalted Immortal Well? White Trial? Have you passed them all?" As he spoke, he looked at the well again.

Zhang Awei nodded and said yes, and asked with a smile: "Are you so surprised? What? Is there a problem?"

The big man nodded and said: "It's very problematic! This is the 33rd level of heaven. The Immortal Well is used by the masters of gods who can come here to practice their souls. What kind of cultivation level do you have? You can survive the Immortal Well. Trial?"

Hearing this, Zhang Awei thought for a moment and asked: "You mean, even the simplest white trial is prepared for thirty-three-day masters? Only people as strong as you can go in for the trial?" The big man said casually: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

When Zhang Wen heard this, he was very angry. No wonder the old madman refused to show up. He knew that he had set a trap for him, and he was too embarrassed to meet him!

When he was angry, the big man asked: "Tell me more details, how did you get out of the well?" Zhang was really afraid that his cultivation level was too low, and the big man couldn't think of what to do to endure the pain.

Zhang Ping smiled bitterly and said softly: "Thanks to the golden dragon, I used the silk to trap myself on the stone steps."

As soon as these words came out, the big man was stunned. After a while, he sighed softly: "You are cruel!" Being tied up means enduring endless pain, and it is severe pain. No one wants to suffer this kind of suffering, so the big man The guy said he was ruthless.

Zhang Ain smiled and said: "What's wrong with this? Let's find a way to get rid of your black skin."

The big man thought about it and said yes, and then said: "Let's go back and do it slowly." As he spoke, he looked at Ban Xianjing for the third time, and then looked at Zhang Ai again. In the end, he still couldn't believe it. How could he endure it? What about this pain?

Zhang was afraid of knowing what he was thinking and said with a smile: "Don't look at it. It feels so uncomfortable. Anyway, I don't want to do it again. Let's go."

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