The Monk

Text Chapter 1675: Cultivation Level Decreased

~.< Shuhai Pavilion >-~    Chapter 1675 Cultivation Decreases

As the old saying goes, the top of the mountain has a different view, but unfortunately Zhang Pa has no mind to pay attention to it, especially when he is alone. The world is so big, and you only have time. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, you can't see it.

This cultivation lasted for two months, which made Zhang Pa feel so depressed. He wanted to go down the mountain, not to mention that there were always divine beasts harassing along the way. Just to say that it would take several days to go down such a high sacred mountain. What's more, the more than 20 masters would never agree.

In order to let Zhang Pa concentrate on cultivation, the masters did not bother him. They all stayed far away and meditated separately. Until two months later, someone wanted to check how Zhang Pa was practicing and came to see him.

After checking, the master was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. This guy concentrated on practicing beside the sacred tree for two months, but his cultivation not only did not improve, but actually regressed. So he notified other masters. After a while, 25 powerful masters surrounded Zhang Pa. Qi Lin stepped forward and asked, "What happened to you?"

Zhang Pa had already noticed their arrival, but he did not move. When he heard Qi Lin's question, he smiled bitterly and replied, "You ask me? Who should I ask?" An expert frowned and asked, "What kind of skills are you practicing?" He scanned Zhang Pa's meridians with his mind.

Zhang Pa completely relaxed and let the master check his body casually. He whispered, "It's the skills I found in the book pavilion. There won't be any problems, right?"

At this time, everyone had checked Zhang Pa's meridians, especially the soul and cultivation. After checking, a bunch of masters looked at each other, but no one spoke.

It looked bad, Zhang Pa said: "Let's go down the mountain, I always feel a little uncomfortable here."

"Uncomfortable?" The thin old man who first saw him asked: "The seven of them have lived here for countless years, and their cultivation has increased repeatedly. Why do you feel uncomfortable here?" Zhang Pa replied casually: "How should I know?" Qi Lin interrupted and asked: "How uncomfortable is it?" He has been practicing beside the sacred tree for countless years and has a good understanding of pure divine power. Asking Zhang Pa about his feelings may have a solution.

Zhang Pa thought for a while and said: "To be precise, it's not uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, but besides the discomfort, there is a little comfortable feeling."

"Are you uncomfortable or comfortable?" someone interrupted.

"It's uncomfortable, I always feel that it conflicts with my body, but I feel a little comfortable. How should I put it?" Zhang Pa thought for a while and said: "It's like the feeling of a person who doesn't like taking a bath."

"What are you talking about? Why do people who don't like taking a bath take a bath? What's more, cultivators don't need to take a bath!" These words were said by the thin old man. Zhang Pa smiled bitterly and said, "It's just an analogy. It's uncomfortable, but it's a little comfortable. It's useless to practice anymore. Let me go down the mountain."

In any case, Zhang Pa's cultivation level has definitely regressed, but he has been practicing for the past two months. Even if these people are top masters, they can't figure out what's going on. After a while, Qi Lin asked, "Is it related to the divine power in the sacred tree?"

Zhang Pa nodded and said, "That's what I think, but why is it only my cultivation level that has regressed, but not yours?"

This question stumped the seven sacred beasts. A big guy like a black bear said in a deep voice, "Practice for another month and see."

This sentence made a conclusion to the matter. The masters nodded and said yes, so they left Zhang Pa alone again. The masters returned to their respective positions and continued to meditate and wait.

Because of the regression of cultivation level, from that day on, people came to see Zhang Pa's cultivation every day. As for the Yuanshen, the twenty-five masters almost never stopped monitoring, and there was always a master's divine mind attached to his body.

Another month passed like this. After a month, Zhang Pa's cultivation level regressed even faster. The masters were completely confused and could not figure out what was going on.

Because he had been using his divine thoughts to check his body, Zhang Pa held his breath and practiced hard. He did not rest and sat for a full month. However, he did not expect that his efforts would only make his cultivation level regress even faster.

After finishing his practice, his soul looked inward and checked his meridians. He knew that his cultivation level had dropped a lot. He stood up and walked towards a group of masters, bowed and said, "Master, let me go. I came to the God Realm to become a master, not to be beaten down to dust. Let me go down the mountain."

Zhang Pa's change was very surprising. Although everyone knew that the conflict between the divine tree and Zhang Pa's body had occurred, no one knew how it happened. It is said that when the cultivation level regresses, the body or the soul will definitely react. Even if it is not violent, the owner of the body should always notice it. But Zhang Pa was unaware of the process of his cultivation level regressing. Just like the aging of a person, you will not find that you are aging. Only after aging to a certain extent will you discover the fact of aging.

After Zhang Pa looked inside, he found that his cultivation had regressed. He felt uncomfortable and naturally did not want to continue practicing.

At this time, after hearing Zhang Pa's words, many masters checked his body again. Unfortunately, no matter how high his cultivation was, it was useless. The top group of beings in the Divine Realm Continent could not give any explanation for what happened to Zhang Pa.

After a long while, Qi Lin said, "Let's go down the mountain." Although the other masters were reluctant, they could only accept this result. They wanted to see the God of Creation, but the problem was that if Zhang Pa continued to practice like this, not to mention comprehending the pure divine power, not to mention seeing the God of Creation, it was even very likely that the divine light he already had in his mind would be destroyed.

Therefore, after hearing Qi Lin's words, a group of experts looked at each other, and someone smiled and said: "Go down the mountain." After saying that, the figures disappeared. In fact, everyone was a little unhappy. They spent three months at the top of the sacred mountain, but it was a waste of time. Each of them turned around and walked down the mountain with expressionless faces or a little regret. Even the seven sacred beasts did not show any nostalgia and followed suit. Go down the mountain.

After a while, only Zhang Ao and Qi Lin were left beside the sacred tree. Looking at the only powerful sacred beast left, Zhang Ao asked: "Why don't you leave?" Qi Lin smiled and said: "Anyway, we are familiar with each other. , you are right, I can't leave you alone, let's go down the mountain." He wanted to protect Zhang Ai.

Zhang Ain smiled and said thank you, then turned to look at the tall sacred tree. Starting from the root, he slowly looked up very carefully until he saw the top of the tree, which is nearly a thousand meters high. At the top of the tall tree, there is a piece of green. The leaves grow there alone, no matter how disturbed they are by clouds, fog, wind and rain, they just stand quietly and never change.

He stared at the leaves from a distance for a long time, and then suddenly said: "It is quite proud."

"Who?" Qi Lin didn't understand. He was the proudest person in the entire God Realm. He stood proudly on the sacred mountain and was the king. How could he allow others to be more proud than himself?

Zhang Fing didn't say anything, just looked at the tall green leaves. After saying that, he felt a little strange. Why did he say that the leaves were very proud? Even though the leaves are alive, but they don’t have spirit or soul, how can they know what pride is?

Seeing that Zhang Wen was just staring at the leaves, Qi Lin followed his gaze and looked at it for a while, then asked in a low voice: "You mean it is proud?"

Zhang was afraid that he would not reply, so he chuckled and said, "Go down the mountain." He turned around and walked away. Qi Lin glanced at the leaves and seemed confused, but he didn't ask any questions and went down the mountain with Zhang Awei.

The two were very fast, leaping thousands of miles in the blink of an eye. As they were walking, Zhang Wen suddenly stopped and asked Qi Lin, "Do you think that tree is alive?" Qi Lin stopped and asked in confusion: "Nonsense, the sacred tree is alive." Zhang Ping said: "I mean another kind of life, like you and me, it has its own ideas and can be cultivated."

After hearing this, Qi Lin was stunned for a moment and asked: "Are you crazy?" Zhang Awei shook his head and said: "What is this crazy? It's not like there are no grass spirits to cultivate adults."

Qi Lin replied: "I didn't say that it can't be cultivated into a human being. I mean, do you think the seven of us are fake? Just decorations? It's like heaven and earth to stay with it. Do you think it can't even see the cultivation of a human being from the sacred tree? Come out? Then what are we doing?"

There is some truth to this. Zhang Ai hesitated and said: "What if there is an exception? The big tree has cultivated into a human form, pretending that it has not been cultivated?"

"Are you doubting our cultivation? Let me tell you, you have divine light in your head, otherwise you should be killed ten thousand times just for these words." Qi Lin shook his head and continued to move forward.

"Kill 10,000 times? The seven of you can kill just seven times. Aren't you tired of killing 10,000 times?" Zhang Ain chased after him and asked. He knew that what he said was a bit too much. The most proud thing about the seven mythical beasts is that they have a uniform. It would be strange not to be angry because of his cultivation level.

Qi Lin did not answer any more, but led the way, leading Zhang Awei and rushing down the mountain quickly.

After running like this for five consecutive days, the two finally returned to Star Source. As soon as he stepped onto Xingyuan Square, Qi Lin sighed and said, "Your cultivation level is indeed a bit low." He meant that he was going down the mountain too slowly. Zhang Feng said angrily: "Don't you want me to practice? In front of that broken tree, the more I practice, the more it will be in vain."

"That's not a broken tree." Qi Lin corrected him quietly, then added: "Let's rest first." He walked to the nearby lawn and lay down. Zhang Ai asked depressedly: "Rest first? Then practice?" Qi Lin casually replied: "What do you think?"

Under the eaves of others, Zhang had to lower his head. He was afraid that he would not be able to beat any master, so he had to accept their arrangement. He sighed helplessly and said, "Just do it." After that, he went back to the orchard.

The big man was drinking with Qingyin and the old madman. Seeing that Zhang was afraid of coming back, he didn't get up. He just said casually: "That's right, let's have a drink together."

Then drink. Zhang Ain walked over and sat down. He smiled bitterly and said, "My life is a story of drunkenness and dreaming."

"Stop trying to flatter yourself. How many drinks have you had? Do you dare to say that you are drunk?" the big man said sarcastically. Zhang Weijing said depressedly: "You want to steal this from me? Are you crazy?"

Seeing that the two brothers were about to quarrel again, Qingyin interrupted with a smile: "How is the mountain? I've been there for more than three months."

Hearing this question, Zhang Awei became even more depressed, and said with a wry smile: "Don't mention it, drink." Hearing this, the old madman swept Zhang Awei's body with his spiritual thoughts, and then asked with an unbelievable expression: "What happened on the mountain? Something happened?”

~.< Shuhai Pavilion >-~

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