The Monk

Volume 1 Chapter 590 Ten Years

Chapter 590 Ten Years

Although there is a lot of spiritual energy in this place, there is no other scenery besides this. Fu Ling took a quick look and then went up. For him, the excitement is more important than anything else.

Zhang Pa and the others returned to the Nitian Cave. Fu'er ran over and said, "That broken place below is boring. Let's go. I'll take you to play." He took Fu Ling to play games, which Zhang Pa learned from the outside world and taught them to pass the time.

Seeing Fu Ling quickly integrate into the game, Zhang Pa breathed a sigh of relief. It would be fine after a few days to get familiar with it. He returned to the Five Spirit Pool and sat cross-legged to meditate, melting the two souls in his brain and replenishing the spiritual power of the God Tears.

Because he was worried that Fu Ling would not adapt to this place, he could not concentrate on practicing. He always practiced for a while and then went out to watch for a while. Fortunately, the children treated him very well. They gave him toys to play with, as well as various snacks, which made Fu Ling very happy.

After more than ten days of observation, Fu Ling had become familiar with the children and had a harmonious relationship with them. He returned to the Five Spirit Pool to practice steadily.

Ten years passed in a flash. Tiger's soul was extremely powerful. He was a little hasty when refining it at the beginning. With these ten years as a foundation, after countless times of careful smelting, his strength has been further improved. He is more familiar with the power of the big tiger and can control it easily and freely.

After completely melting, he finished his work and smiled bitterly. The words he said to Hu Ping were fulfilled in himself. He said that although cultivators have long lives, they have to hide somewhere and practice secretly, just like turtles, only one breath more than dead people. Now I am a turtle.

He got up and went back to the Nitian Cave. As soon as he showed up, Fu Ling jumped over and said, "You only know how to meditate. I always go down to see you, but you don't wake up." Zhang Pa smiled and said, "I saw that you had a good time with them, so I went to practice." Fu Ling didn't listen to his explanation, raised his neck and snorted, "I won't pay attention to you." He jumped down and went back to play with Fu'er and others.

At this point, he was completely relieved and went to find Lin Sen to drink. He said he wanted to leave at the table. Lin Sen said, "Be careful, don't act rashly, you have to take care of too many people."

There are indeed many people who worry him, Song Yunyi, Cheng Xier, thirty-four girls, more than seven hundred disciples, a bunch of monsters, and now Fu Ling, and Lin Sen and Fu'er and others are not counted. Zhang Pa said respectfully, "I will be careful."

After drinking a lot of wine, Lin Sen fell asleep drunk as usual. Zhang Pa went to talk to the children and said he was leaving. Fu Ling was reluctant to leave. This was the person closest to him, but he had to separate. He resisted the urge to leave and said, "Don't forget my monster." Then he ran away. Zhang Pa touched his nose and said to himself, "I must become stronger and become the best master in the world!"

After putting away the Fushen Snake and the two mice, he wanted to leave the three dogs and one wolf to Fu Ling, but after thinking about it carefully, he gave up. These four guys did not make a covenant. If something happened, it would be a disaster for a group of grass spirits, so he put them away again, said goodbye to the children, and went out through the ground.

There were more and more dolls. Out of concern, Zhang Pa set up a magic circle outside the Five Spirits Blessed Land to seal the entire cave. The formula and the exit were only told to Lin Sen, so that the dolls would not sneak out again.

After returning to the ground and walking around for a while, and then flying away from the boundless grassland, Zhang Pa wondered where to go first. He wanted to explore the Refining Temple, and he wanted to go back to the snowfield to see Song Yunyi and others. After all, it had been too long since they had seen each other. He also wanted to make a big fuss at the Jin family, and it was time to avenge the great revenge of Tianlei Mountain.

After hesitating for a moment, he remembered someone, Zhan Yun, the Tianlei Mountain guest who asked him for the ten thousand year old herb. He didn't know if he was dead in the past ten years. Other people's affairs can be delayed, but Zhan Yun's life span is almost over. If he doesn't go to see him, when that guy is dead, don't expect to use his name to scare people, so the first stop is to go south back to Tianlei Mountain.

Tianlei Mountain is still as desolate as before, deserted and desolate. There is no living person on more than a hundred hills. Only in front of the Tianlei Temple on the main peak is a guy who is missing a hand meditating.

As soon as Zhang Pa entered the mountain, the guy immediately sensed a strong breath rushing towards the main peak, and hurriedly summoned his magic sword to fly high into the sky to be cautious and alert. When Zhang Pa appeared, Zhan Yun was stunned: "Why are you different?"

Zhang Pa did not answer, but laughed: "You are still here."

Zhan Yun said proudly: "Nonsense, what did I, Zhan Yun, say that doesn't count?" Zhang Pa laughed: "No need to talk so loudly, just the two of us, go down and talk." He landed on the ground first. Zhan Yun also put away his sword and fell down. His soul checked Zhang Pa several times, and the more he checked, the more confused he became. Why couldn't he find out the depth of this guy's cultivation? Did he learn some magic to collect qi?

It's only been more than ten years since they last met. Even if Zhan Yun was more imaginative, he couldn't expect Zhang Pa to rise two levels in a row and reach the highest level of the Nascent Soul Stage in one go, so he asked directly: "What kind of skills did you learn? Why can't you find out the cultivation level?"

Even the skills that are best at concealing breath and cultivation must keep a distance from high-level cultivators. If the distance is too close, it doesn't matter whether you hide or not, and it is easy for high-level cultivators to find out the clues.

Now Zhang Pa and Zhan Yun are very close, but Zhan Yun can't find anything, so he is suspicious, so he asked this question.

Zhang Pa replied calmly: "There is no technique, how long do you have?"

Zhan Yun knew that he was asking about the deadline, and his face darkened and said: "It should be a few days. After taking the last herb into a pill, my cultivation began to be unstable. Sometimes it seems that I can break through at any time, and sometimes my breath is so weak that I can't even estimate the exact date of the deadline."

"What kind of pill did you make?" Zhang Pa asked curiously.

"What other pills are there? Isn't it just refining and burning? Mix some mercury sand, use the inner pill of the monster as a guide, and stimulate all the ten thousand years of spiritual energy of the herbs to condense the pill." Zhan Yun briefly explained the steps of refining the pill.

"Can you make pills like this? Can mercury sand be eaten?" Zhang Pa asked again.

"I know it's not right, but it's not easy to find a thousand-year-old herb, so how can you find other herbs? Just make do with it, anyway, you can break through with the help of the thousand-year-old spiritual energy." Zhan Yun said helplessly.

"Oh, that's how it is." Zhang Pa nodded and asked again: "Have other monks been sent to the mountain recently?"

"What are you going to do? Such a big place is so deserted. What on earth did you do? I've been here for more than ten years. Except for wild beasts and birds, I haven't seen any living things. If I hadn't promised you, I would have left long ago." Zhan Yun changed from helpless to dissatisfied.

Zhang Pa laughed. Several crazy killings were quite effective. He said: "From today on, I will announce to the world that the Tianlei Mountain Taoist Gate will be reopened. You will have to work hard."

Zhan Yun said indifferently: "It's not hard. Anyway, you won't live for a few days." Then he asked: "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Pa shook his head: "You do it, I have something to do."

"What do you want to do? I'm alone?" Zhan Yun said angrily. It seems that this bastard kid tricked him into doing hard labor, and he doesn't care!

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