The Monk

Volume 1 Chapter 561 Strength

Chapter 561 Strength

Cultivators are proud, and high-level cultivators are especially proud. Although Zhan Yun is asking for medicine, he is still neither humble nor arrogant. Judging from his words, it seems that he is a little humble, but in fact, he contains strong self-confidence and pride. You have something I need. I can't kill you or rob you, so I will exchange myself with you. I don't believe you will not be tempted.

It is very normal for cultivators to exchange spiritual medicines and magic tools with each other. No one dares to say that all the treasures in the world are in my hands and I don't need to ask for anything. So it can't be said that Zhan Yun lost face by doing this. Who he is willing to help is a personal matter, and what price he is willing to ask for is also a personal matter.

Hearing that Zhan Yun wanted to exchange his body for medicine, King He looked at Zhang Pa. If he had this day in the future, what would he choose? Leave proudly? Or beg for medicine with grievance? Matters related to life and death are really difficult to decide, otherwise there would not be countless murders and treasures in the world. Isn't everyone pursuing to live a few more days?

But what if Zhan Yun helps this bastard boy to fight against Longhu Mountain? The old guy was going crazy. He didn't want to face it, not to mention others, so he thought about how to mess it up.

Chi Zun didn't care who helped whom or who was with whom. He was just a little disappointed that he didn't see the excitement, and asked loudly: "Don't fight anymore?"

So Zhang Pa realized that there were still many cultivators like Zhang Tianfang in the world.

His attention turned back to Zhan Yun, thinking about how to deal with this guy? He had opposed him before, and one of his hands was blown off, which was retribution. What if he was allowed to support Tianlei Mountain? It is definitely one of the top sects in Yue State. Except for the Shura of the Southern Demon Sect, he has never seen other top-level cultivators, so he can't help but be tempted.

Zhan Yun was not in a hurry. In order to survive, he put up such a big chip. What he can do now is to wait, waiting for that bastard to make a decision. Looking at Zhang Pa's leisurely expression, he suddenly felt a little sad. He thought that he had been roaming the world for 800 years, but at the end he had to be picked like a commodity. Fortunately, Zhang Pa didn't waste too much of his time and said, "I promise you."

Zhan Yun was not too happy when he heard this, but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. Although the price was a bit high, he had the hope of breaking through the Nascent Soul stage and entering the Spiritualization stage anyway. He stretched out his hand to Zhang Pa: "Give it."

Zhang Pa didn't ask if he meant what he said, let alone whether he had made a contract oath. He directly threw a thousand-year-old herb to him. Zhan Yun had admiration in his eyes, took the herb and said, "I'll go back to Tianlei Mountain to wait for you." Without waiting for Zhang Pa to answer, he left directly. He had worked hard for more than a hundred years just for this thing. Now that he got what he wanted, of course he had to rush back to make pills. He didn't even go to the Soul Refining Valley.

King He watched Zhan Yun leave, and an idea came to his mind. After thinking about it, he decided to give up and looked back at Zhang Pa with a cold face.

Venerable Chi shouted: "You really have the goods, give me one."

Zhang Pa refused: "No." "No? If you don't give it to me, I will make a scene in your Tianlei Mountain." Venerable Chi threatened with a smile. Zhang Pa also smiled and replied: "Go ahead."

Anyway, there was no one on the mountain. When he gave Zhan Yun the spiritual herbs, he had carefully considered that he would first use his reputation as a top-level cultivator to re-emerge the reputation of Tianlei Mountain. As for the more than 700 disciples under his tutelage, it would be better for them to stay in the snow mountain to practice. He had too many enemies in his life, and he would not let the disciples of Tianlei Mountain take risks before he killed all his enemies.

In this way, Zhan Yun was the only one on Tianlei Mountain. Even if he failed to refine the Tianshen Pill, or succeeded in refining the pill but had no effect after taking it, it would not matter if he died after only living for more than 20 years. It was just a loss of a herb. At least at this stage, there was one less powerful enemy and one more helper.

Venerable Chi was very dissatisfied with Zhang Pa's attitude: "You have all the good things. Share some of them, or I will be your guest official?"

Zhang Pa laughed and said nothing. Venerable Chi was furious: "Boy, don't let me catch you."

The eighteen venerables had different personalities, but they all killed people without hesitation. Including the three people Zhang Pa had met, the seemingly tolerant and generous Ping Zun Zun Jing Zun Qiao Zun Zun, so what Zun Zun said was not a threat. For them, if they were not as good as me in cultivation and dared to go against my wishes, they would be courting death.

But Zun Zun said such a word, which shocked King He. He had dealt with the mountain sorcerers countless times and knew Zun Zun's character quite well. A guy who turned his face and didn't recognize people was humiliated by a low-level cultivator in front of others, but he just said a cruel word to get rid of it? He couldn't help but be more afraid of Zhang Pa.

Zhang Pa didn't care at all. He was very happy that the ice crystal returned. He asked Zun Zun: "What was the name of the guy who left just now?" Zun Zun said unhappily: "Zhan Yun." He thought: You are so cruel. You didn't even know the other person's name and gave him a thousand-year-old spiritual grass.

Zhang Pa said lightly, "Oh," indicating that he knew, and then he didn't say anything.

His nonchalant expression made King He embarrassed. Zhang Pa was related to the killing of the monks stationed in Yong'an County. Maybe he did it. If he didn't ask, it would be a bit unreasonable. He asked in a deep voice: "Have my disciples from Longhu Mountain ever offended you?"

"Nonsense, starting from you, I have offended less?" Zhang Pa rolled his eyes at him.

"So you killed my disciples to vent your anger?" King He was so respected that he asked questions and was really unsure of the other party's strength.

Zhang Pa rolled his eyes at him again: "Whether I killed someone or not is my business, why should I tell you?" Although he didn't tell lies, he was not obliged to confess voluntarily.

"You killed my disciples, of course I have to ask!" King He said loudly.

"Which eye did you see me kill your disciples? If you didn't see it, don't talk nonsense." Zhang Pa neither denied nor admitted, and beat around the bush.

King He wanted to kill, but remembering Zhan Yun and Venerable Chi's performance just now, he suppressed his anger and said coldly: "Let you go today, don't let me catch you."

Zhang Pa sighed secretly, this is strength, with strength, even top-level masters become easy to talk to, alas, when can I become a top-level master?

King He couldn't ask anything, and couldn't make a move casually, so he had to leave angrily. He wanted to track down the clues himself. Venerable Chi watched King He leave and then looked at Zhang Pa. Knowing that with Bing Jing, he would not get any good, he hesitated for a moment and left. Zhang Pa also deliberately angered him: "Why are you not as kind as Venerable Ping, Venerable Qiao, and Venerable Jing?"

Venerable Chi was so angry that not only his hair turned red, but also his face turned red. Without turning his head, he snorted coldly: "Venerable Jing doesn't count, you actually said that Venerable Ping and Venerable Qiao are kind? Idiot!" Can't you fight, can't you scold? Venerable Chi finally vented his anger.

The three masters left, Zhang Pa summoned Bing Jing, and a large ball of golden light jumped on the water. Zhang Pa laughed out loud, picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was still light and weightless, and felt soft to the touch, but the surface had turned golden and shiny, and it was a little dazzling under the sunlight.

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