Volume 1 Chapter 74 Two Carts of Monsters
Chapter 74 Two Cars of Monsters
After drinking, the two men dispersed. Zhang Pa was thinking about what to do. With his current cultivation level, he could challenge the top masters by jumping two levels? Unless he was determined to die.
When the banquet was about to end, Tie Cheng revealed a message, saying that there would be a martial arts competition in a few days, and he wanted to invite Zhang Pa to participate. Zhang Pa refused firmly without hesitation.
Lu is the largest and most powerful country in the north. The main reason is that the eight major immortal families are more united than the cultivators of other countries. In order to discover outstanding disciples in the country and strengthen the family power, a martial arts competition is held every year. Disciples of all levels below the initial stage of the Jindan period will compete in different levels. The first place will be awarded an advanced pill of the same level. If you are not a disciple of the eight major families, you must first choose a family to become a disciple, and then give the pill. Any first-level disciple who has gone through a fierce battle to get the first place must be extremely talented. If this first place is not a disciple of a noble family, how can the eight major families let it go for nothing? They will definitely try to incorporate it into their own power, so the leading cultivators of each family are important figures in the family.
Zhang Pa was unwilling to participate in the competition. Not to mention that his mid-stage Jindan cultivation did not meet the requirements of the competition, even if it did, he would not dare to show off casually. He did not have the confidence to not show his flaws in front of these people. The appearance of four thousand-year-old spiritual herbs at the auction house of Song State was a hot topic; the fact that the Jin family of Mangu wanted to kill the young man Zhang Pa who brought three monsters was also one of the recent news among cultivators. I heard that there were already Yuanying masters who were planning to take the spiritual herbs in Long Danzi's hands, not to mention that he was just a mid-stage Jindan cultivator.
He looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh. His life was really frustrating. Apart from escaping, he had to hide his identity. Even to meet Tiecheng, he had to give a false name. Just when he was depressed, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky, which made him shiver all over. His depression doubled again. When would he no longer be afraid of thunder? Subconsciously, he tightened his clothes and walked back to the inn quickly.
The lobby on the first floor of the inn was a dining hall. The price of dishes was cheaper than that of the restaurants outside. Some wandering merchants and hardworking people gathered there. They drank and chatted, or made noises or played finger-guessing games, which was quite lively. Zhang Pa liked this feeling, so he simply found a table in a remote corner and sat down to eat another meal, ordered a pot of wine and two side dishes, and watched the excitement that belonged to others.
As the winter thunder roared outside and the cold rain poured, more and more customers came to the lobby. Some people went into the store to avoid the rain, and some people called the shopkeeper to open a room. In an instant, it was crowded with people. The shopkeeper was of course happy and greeted them warmly.
Zhang Pa's hearing was too good, and he heard every word of the people at the next table. Some were planning to play a few games, some were talking about love affairs, and there was also a mean guy who said that he must go to have fun after receiving the monthly salary, and was laughed at by the people at the same table. Zhang Pa was guessing riddles, what is a few games? What is fun? After listening for a while, he felt a little embarrassed after understanding the meaning. Why do these people talk about everything? Gambling is okay, but the table talking about fun is talking about descriptive language such as tender, tight, big, white, deep, and black, which made him a little disgusted.
The raindrops outside the house are still falling, not big or continuous.
In such weather, there are of course few pedestrians on the street. At this moment, a team came slowly, with more than a dozen men wearing raincoats, protecting the two carriages in the middle. The carriages were not big and covered with oilcloth. Seeing the roadside inn, the first few people discussed and brought the carriage to the inn, and a tall and burly middle-aged man walked in.
As soon as the middle-aged man entered the inn, Zhang Pa found that he was a cultivator, a mid-level cultivator in the foundation-building period. He released his spiritual sense to cover and explore, and found that these dozen people were all cultivators, all of whom had the initial or mid-level cultivation of the foundation-building period. Zhang Pa wondered, the foundation-building cultivators can fly with instruments, why did they walk in the rain? What was in the carriage? It needed more than a dozen foundation-building cultivators to escort.
Although he was curious, he really didn't want to cause trouble again, so he asked the waiter to check in, and got up to go back to his room. Unexpectedly, when passing by the account desk, the carriage outside the door inexplicably emitted a spirit, which flashed away.
Zhang Pa was stunned. The aura was very familiar. It was the same feeling when more than a hundred snakes were clinging to his body. Could it be that there were monsters in the carriage? He turned his head and glanced at the carriage covered with black oilcloth, thinking about it and went upstairs to his room.
He lived in a side room on the second floor. Outside the window was the backyard of the inn, with a stable and a woodshed on the side and an open field in the middle. Zhang Pa pushed the window open and saw the waiter leading the monks to drive the carriage into the yard. He looked out and saw two monks beside the carriage looking up at him. After a rough look, he found nothing unusual and turned around to check the surroundings. The waiter put the carriages together, unloaded the carriages, and took the horses to the stables to rest and feed grass, leaving two carriages parked in the rain. One of the monks made a gesture, and four people came out of the crowd and stood at the four corners of the two carriages to guard them, while the others went into the inn.
What was in the carriage? Zhang Pa's curiosity rose again, and he probed his spiritual sense over there, and it turned out to be a ban that concealed spiritual breath. After learning the Four Symbols Formation and the Black Tortoise Formation, this kind of restriction was meaningless to him. After a little identification, his soul probed into the carriage.
Under the oilcloth, it was not actually a carriage, but a large fine steel cage, and the large cage was separated by fine steel bars to form small cages. Fine steel fences separated small spaces, and each small space contained a monster.
Adult monsters have a unique way of restraining their breath. If you don't get in close contact, you can't be sure whether it is a monster, let alone identify its grade. But Zhang Pa can do it. He worked hard to learn from the snake and the dog in the Nitian Cave, and he can be considered to have a general understanding. At that moment, his soul sent gently, soothing the monster's body, and instantly came into contact with too many emotions, including fear, regret, anxiety, weak breath, and anger. The furious monster let out a roar and bit at the steel railing. The monster aura in its body burst out. As soon as it touched the steel railing, a white light flashed inside the railing and hit it. The angry monster fell down immediately, its breath became weak, and its spiritual energy disappeared.
Zhang Pa understood what the spirit movement he felt at the door of the inn was about, and sighed in his heart: "What crime did the monster have? Alas." After figuring out the situation, Zhang Pa felt even more strange. Most of these monsters were low-level monsters of the first and second levels, and there were even many cubs. These monsters had no demon pills, and their fur was not valuable. What was the point of catching them? There was only an adult red wolf lying at the highest point in the cage, breathing heavily and slowly, looking sick. A third-grade monster? The divine sense probed into the red wolf's body, strange, it actually had six heartbeats? A careful inspection showed that it was a pregnant female red wolf. The white snake in the beast refining cauldron in the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave in Tianlei Mountain flashed in his mind. It seemed that it was another unlucky guy.
Knowing that there was a monster in the carriage, Zhang Pa went back to bed and lay down. The relationship between monsters and humans has always been simple, and can be summarized in two words: hostility. The two will never stop fighting. If people can still control monsters through contracts, but monsters will only kill people when they see people, and they will not stop until they die.
Nothing happened that night. The four monks guarding the carriage did not sleep. Zhang Pa, who was lying on the bed in the inn, did not sleep either. He could not sleep. Although there were many monsters in the two carts, their grades were low. According to the concept of human evaluation of items, they were not worth much money. Why bother to catch them and transport them? The monsters in the two carts did not recognize their masters, but who would sign a contract with monsters below the third level? A third-level monster can only reach the top level of the foundation-building period if it is a heavenly talent.
If you can't think of it, just don't think about it, but the vague figure of the pregnant red wolf always hovers in your mind. Zhang Pa's good fortune today is caused by the pregnant Fu Shen Snake. Its more than a hundred little guys are very cute, but the children of the red wolf are just as cute.
After dawn, the rain stopped. I went to the counter to pay the bill early, and then went north alone. The location of the Hu family is due north of Lu.
Zhang Pa sympathized with the captured monsters, especially the red wolf, but what if he couldn't bear it? Just like we always have to kill cattle for meat, it is unreasonable, but we do it with confidence. In the eyes of humans, the only standard for measuring all things in the world is value. As long as there is a trace of value, no matter how cruel or unreasonable it is, even if more so-called worthless things have to be sacrificed, no matter how beautiful or irrelevant to life, they can all be abandoned in exchange, just for that trace of value.
In the eyes of the cultivators, the two cars of low-level monsters are worth at most tens of thousands of spirit stones, or even less. But life is life after all. Zhang was afraid that he could not save them, so he could only deceive himself and stay away for peace of mind. Deliberately thinking about the monsters, instead thinking about how to kill Hu Zheng, or find a place to practice in peace? Reach the top level and then kill people?