Volume 1 Chapter 42 My Own Home

Chapter 42 My Own Home

This place is good in every way, the only drawback is that the spiritual energy is thin. Hongyuan asked: "Do you want to go to other places to have a look?" Zhang Pa shook his head and said: "No, I've chosen this place. Thank you, Senior Brother Hongyuan." Hongyuan was a little embarrassed: "Why do you still call me Senior Brother? Now that your cultivation is so high, I should call you Senior Brother." Zhang Pa smiled slightly: "Go back."

On the way, Hongyuan asked Zhang Pa if he needed anything? For example, daily necessities such as bedding. Zhang Pa thought for a while and asked: "Do you have blank jade slips? I want to go to the Sutra Pavilion to copy some scriptures."

The Sutra Pavilion's skills are not allowed to be viewed by disciples above the foundation-building stage. Hongyuan asked him: "How many do you need?" "If possible, I want twenty." Zhang Pa needs to learn a variety of powerful attack spells, so of course he needs more jade slips. Although there are many top-level jade stones, it would be a bit too wasteful to just make them into jade slips.

"So many? I only have seven on me. If there are more, I have to apply for them in the artifact room or buy them at the market." Hongyuan said.

Market? He forgot about the street market at the entrance of Chaotian Gate, and said, "No need, I'll go to the market myself."

It was already dark, and the two went back to the house to rest. The next morning, Zhang Pa went into the Sutra Library, carefully read and selected spells, trying to choose spells with strong attack power and complicated to use. He read until noon, then left the Sutra Library and went to the Chaotian Gate Street Market.

There were few masters above the Foundation Establishment Stage in the street market, most of them were disciples in the Qi Refining Stage. As soon as Zhang Pa appeared, people around him showed envy and respect. However, Zhang Pa was too famous, and some people wondered, "Did you see it wrong?" Someone else asked, "What did you see wrong?"

The man stammered, "Do you think he looks like the same person?"

"Who does he look like? Ah! No way!" Another person who suspected that he had seen it wrong appeared.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? How can he practice so fast? Tell me I'm dreaming!"

"He is the one who is afraid of everything... Absolutely impossible! It's just a resemblance!"

All kinds of things were said, Zhang Pa heard them, and felt bitter in his heart, but he still forced a smile and walked towards the stall. Selling herbs? Not interested, most of the herbs here are finished products of five or ten years, much worse than Yue Shangji, and naturally can't be compared with the ten thousand year old elixir of Wuling Fudi. Casting materials? Dinglu? Zhang Pa shook his head and sighed, no wonder it was difficult for the disciples to upgrade, how could these rags help? Zhang Pa walked directly to the stall selling jade and asked the price of blank jade slips.

The seller was very nervous and asked earnestly, "Brother, which one do you want?" Zhang Pa picked up a piece and looked at it. It was just of low quality. He looked at the others and found most of them were similar. He said, "How much do all these cost?"

There were about thirty blank jade slips on the stall. The stall owner was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he asked, "Do you want all of them?"

Zhang Pa nodded, "Yes, how much?"

The stall owner calculated quickly and gave the answer immediately, "Brother, there are thirty-seven jade slips in total. If you want all of them, it will cost six spirit stones each, a total of two hundred and twenty-two spirit stones."

Zhang Pa counted out the spirit stones and took back the blank jade slips. The stall owner was very enthusiastic, "Brother, don't you want to see anything else?" Zhang Pa glanced at the stall and didn't see anything special. He said, "Anything else? What else do you have?"

The stall owner immediately replied, "Everything. Look at this magic weapon, there are also elixirs, and spell books."

Zhang Pa was about to leave when he heard about the spell book and asked again, "What spell book? Bring it here to see." The stall owner really took out a book, a thin booklet with the cover saying "A Complete Collection of Spells." Immortal cultivators rarely use paper books, usually jade slips, which are easy to copy and read. The physical book in front of him made Zhang Pa very interested, so he took it and flipped through it. At first glance, he almost laughed. It was indeed a magic encyclopedia, introducing all kinds of attribute skills in the world, such as fireball, water ball, earth ball, etc., which were all the simplest elementary spells.

The paper was very new and smelled of ink. It was estimated that the stall owner had copied it not long ago. For beginners of magic, jade slips are luxury goods and are far less useful than this book. Zhang Pa flipped through it casually and turned to the back, which was some technical theories on the use of spells, as well as the fusion of the five elements of magic. This is interesting. His fireball is always thrown with a flick of the finger, and there are still techniques for use? Ask the stall owner: "How much spirit stones does this book sell for?"

"Two spirit stones, cheap, I always sell things at a good price." The stall owner boasted for himself. Zhang Pa didn't respond, threw down two spirit stones, picked up the book and left.

Zhang Pa walked far away from the street market. The street market became lively and all kinds of discussions appeared again. "I bet he is Zhang Pa." "I think so, but how did he practice? He upgraded so quickly?" "He has been guarding the cave of ten thousand beasts. Is there something mysterious in the cave of ten thousand beasts?" "How can people not survive? A coward can also cultivate immortality? A coward is worse than me? It's better to crash into it and die." "The Chaotian Gate is right in front of you. Go and crash into it. Leave the magic weapon behind before you crash into it."...

Zhang Pa returned to the Sutra Library, found the spells he had selected in the morning, and copied them to blank jade slips. After a while, thirty-seven blank jade slips were successfully copied, and then he went to the Purple Light Pavilion to say goodbye to Hongyuan.

Hongyuan felt a little sour in his heart. At the beginning, among the seven disciples who were to pass on the skills, no one was willing to pass on the skills to Zhang Pa. Later, the master Zhentian Daoist forced him to take charge. In the past ten years, he had always ignored him. When he was in a good mood, he would say a few more words. When he was in a bad mood, he would not see him at all. Unexpectedly, a person who was called a waste by the whole Taoist temple could easily advance and his cultivation improved rapidly. He felt sour in his heart, and he felt sour for the grapes that he didn't eat.

Zhang Pa was very respectful to him: "Wait until my mansion is built, and come and sit down when you are free." Hongyuan forced a smile and said: "Of course, of course."

Saying goodbye to Hongyuan, Zhang Pa spread his wings of the wind god and flew westward. After a while, he reached the sky above the boulder and landed. Before this, Zhang Pa had never built a house, so he was very concerned about his first residence.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. In order to facilitate lighting, Zhang Pa opened the gate of the mansion to the south, with his back against the boulder. Zhang Pa took out the black bone knife and cut a frame two meters high and three meters wide on the boulder. He stepped back a few steps, and his soul manipulated the black bone knife to stab the boulder. After some digging and chopping, he dug out a three-meter-deep cave under the boulder. This is Zhang Pa's quiet room.

The next job is to build a wall, and the stones cut from the boulder come in handy. Zhang Pa naturally doesn't need to mix mud and fill the seams like ordinary people when building a house. He drew a few lines with his fingers in the air, and three and a half shallow trenches appeared on the ground. Under the control of his soul, pieces of broken stones were automatically stacked and filled into the trenches. It didn't take much time to build high walls along both sides of the cave, and the gaps were tightly combined, and the cave was wrapped together to build a big house. He went forward and tried to push a few times with his hands. Yes, the wall is very solid.

There are still a lot of broken stones left. Zhang Pa built three more houses outside the cave house, and built a courtyard wall to surround the house, forming a house, but the room has no roof and the courtyard wall is very low.

Zhang Pa flew into the woods, selected a big tree, cut it down and carried it back, and laid it flat in the yard. With a thought, the Xuangu knife flew in the air, and in a moment the big tree disappeared, turning into pieces of wooden boards of the same length and thickness. Spread them flat on the roof, manipulate the wood spirit in the divine tears to attach to the wooden boards, and the wooden boards seem to have life and automatically combine tightly, dense and seamless. Zhang Pa retracted the wood spirit and walked to a distance to watch. At this point, the construction of the house was completed. The most amazing thing is the roof, which has a faint wood spirit floating, but it can't be found if you look closely.

A one-meter-high courtyard wall surrounds a small house, and a stone-paved path leads from the courtyard gate to the door. The door opens into a hall, with a kitchen on the left and a bedroom on the right. Going directly through the hall, it is a cave stone house built against the mountain, half inside the mountain and half outside the mountain, cleverly connected together, this is the cave house built by Zhang Pa.

Zhang Pa strolled back and forth, very satisfied, waved his sleeves, cleared the stone chips and waste in the house, and then flew to Daoxian Town to buy furniture and supplies. After most of the day's hard work, Zhang Pa finally has a home.