Volume 1 Chapter 777 Kong Buer
Chapter 777 Kong Buer
Zhang Ai was a little curious: "Who else in the world is worthy of your personal action?" "You don't know him even if I tell you." Zuo Shi didn't tell him. Zhang was afraid that he didn't really want to know. His own affairs were already endless, and he had no time to worry about others. He changed the subject and asked: "Sir, what is the effect of taking the God Pill?" He wanted to transform into a god. It is also necessary to know more about the situation.
"The Heavenly God Pill is good. It has improved my cultivation by at least 20%, but I still can't transform into a god." As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Awei and said, "Do you want to ask the mountain god to show you the way to transform into a god?"
Zhang Ping admitted: "Exactly." Zuo Shi said: "Don't think about it. There are twenty of us. We dare not say that Tianzong's talents are about the same. Each of us is a top-level cultivation level. But Lord Mountain God would rather Seeing us sit down and leave without giving any advice, do you think the Lord will give you advice to a young man who has never been masked before? "The left servant and the right servant plus the Eighteenth Master are the direct subordinates of the mountain god, and their relationship is much closer than Zhang Wen's. , and the mountain god didn’t give any guidance on how to become a god, and Zhang Wen didn’t even think about it.
Zhang Ai lowered his head and thought about it, and told Zuo Shi what Ghost Ancestor told him: "I once had the chance to meet a master in the stage of becoming a god. He said that the road to becoming a god is extremely difficult and dangerous, and you will have to pay a price that ordinary people can't imagine. , you will experience very heartbreaking things, and once you embark on the road to becoming a god, there will be no turning back.”
"Oh? There is another master of transforming gods? Where is he?" Zuo Shi asked with a moved expression.
"If I tell you where he is, you can't go. I haven't met him, I just heard him talk." Zhang Ai explained.
"Oh." Waiter Zuo responded. Although Zhang was afraid that his tone was evasive, Waiter Zuo believed him. Even though this guy likes to fool around, he didn't tell lies. He paused for a while and whispered: "As for who Senior said that my more than 100 years of time seem to have been wasted, and I have never understood how to transform into a god. It seems that transforming into a god is not as easy as cultivating the Dan Yuanying, but requires some extra work. "
Zhang Ain followed and said: "That person also said that everyone's path to becoming a god is different, and it should not be as simple as just practicing."
Zuo Shi was walking and suddenly stopped, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "We were led astray by the God Pill."
His words came from the bottom of his heart. Zhang Ping thought about it briefly and understood what was going on.
The Heavenly God Pill is useful for transforming into gods and is a precious pill. Anyone who obtains the pill recipe will think of mixing together the herbs to make it. In order to help Zuo Shi, Zhang Ai not only collected the necessary herbs, but they were all over 10,000 years old, making them unimaginably precious. It is not an exaggeration to say that the elixir made from these herbs is an elixir. It is no exaggeration to say that when anyone sees such a divine pill, their first reaction is to eat it.
Cultivators start from refining qi, work hard to build the foundation, work hard to form elixirs, and then work hard to form babies. They are used to practicing in this way, and are used to thinking about problems in this way. They believe that hard work will eventually transform into gods, and they also think that the god elixir is like an advanced elixir. If you eat it, you will have the opportunity to advance. This way of thinking is firmly embedded in the cognition of all cultivators. No one has ever thought that the Heavenly God Pill is beneficial to the transformation of gods, but the method may not be the same as the use of advanced pills. In addition to penance, there may be another way to transform gods.
For example, when people eat meat, they used to hunt it in the wild. Later, after many attempts, they learned that it can be kept in captivity and slaughtered when they want to eat it. It is no longer as hard as before, and the benefits are much greater. To put it bluntly, these are the sources of two kinds of meat.
The same goes for transforming into gods. The monks were accustomed to the previous practice methods. Based on the wisdom of Zuo Shi and Zhi Venerable, they did not expect that there would be another possibility. Hundreds and hundreds of years of hard training only increased their cultivation. Transforming the gods together, they did not even step through the door. At this time, Dezhang was afraid of being reminded, and finally understood and lamented that he had been praying for the God Pill, but maybe he had gone astray.
Zhang Ying smiled and said, "You have gone astray and have been diligent in your cultivation. Why don't you let others live?" He interrupted randomly, trying to comfort Zuo Shi. Zuo Shi understood what Zhang Wen was thinking, shook his head and said with a smile: "You are so petty." Since the two of them met, he has received much more than he has given, and he is naturally grateful. She knew that this crazy, silly boy was a good person, so she was willing to get close to him.
Zhang Ain smiled and asked again: "Who are you going to kill?" Zuo Shi did not answer: "Do you want to talk to you about Shiwanda Mountain?"
Zhang was afraid, and then changed the topic back: "Go and shout at the mountain god. Don't hide all day long. What's the point?" Zuo Shi said angrily: "Why are you saying this and that? And, what? Shouting, shouting? That’s Lord Mountain God!”
Zhang Wen disapproved: "I know he is an adult, you can always summon two voices."
Zuo Shi said angrily: "I don't have the same experience as you. Get out of Shiwandashan as soon as possible. I have something to do."
"It's weird to say that it's mysterious. It's just trying to figure out how to become a god. Hmm, despicable." After Zhang Aoi despised Zuo Shi, he ran away and left laughing.
Zuo Shi was a little depressed, and when Zhang was gone and disappeared, he muttered: "You have become familiar with me."
Zhang Afraid that the main purpose of going down the mountain this time was to find the mountain god and ask how to transform into a god. Little did he know that the old guy liked to disappear. He failed to see the mountain god, so he wondered as he walked along the mountain road: If he couldn't find the mountain god, should he go back and ask the ghost ancestor? How to solve the problem of refining the temple? There is no easy solution to any of these matters.
I had something on my mind, so I couldn't walk very fast. I didn't go out of Shiwanda Mountain until it was dark, so I looked for a flat place to sit down and rest. There is wind in the forest, bringing the chirping of insects and birds and the fragrance of grass and leaves to you. It is a quiet night scene. It's a pity that Zhang Zhi spent these days in the mountains and forests and turned a blind eye to such beautiful scenery. Just leaning against a big tree and thinking in a daze.
This place is about 800 miles away from the exit of the Shiwan Mountain. For him, this distance is almost nothing. Because he didn't know what to do after leaving the mountain, he stayed in the mountain to rest that night.
After sitting for a while, he felt a little tired, so he took out the bed blanket and lay on it on the ground. He lay there until the second half of the night, and suddenly there was a noise not far away, as if a wild beast was hunting.
When resting, in order to avoid being disturbed by the movement of the beasts in the forest, he kept his spiritual sense within the close range, but he didn't want to be startled by the beasts, so he released his spiritual sense to check. As soon as the spiritual sense was released, Zhang Pa jumped up and rushed over quickly. In the dense forest, five gray wolves were chasing a young scholar. The scholar was about 30 years old, wearing a green long gown, and fled in panic. He held a two-foot-long short sword in his right hand. Occasionally, he used a big tree to dodge the wolf's attack and stabbed back with the short sword.
The monster made such a big noise, and five hungry wolves hunted for food. He was already careful because he didn't affect him earlier.
The young scholar was strong and obviously had a lot of strength, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to toss for so long. After Zhang Pa appeared, he picked up a dead branch and whipped the five wolves like a whip, easily driving them away.
When the scholar saw Zhang Pa appear, he first shouted for help, and then shouted to run. It was not until the wolves were driven away by Zhang Pa that he realized that a master had come. He hurried over and bowed, saying, "Thank you for saving my life."
When Zhang Pa's consciousness dispersed, he knew that he was an ordinary person, so he hurried over to save him, so as not to lose his life if he delayed a little. Seeing the scholar thanking him, he threw away the dead branch in his hand and replied, "It's just a small effort."
The scholar said solemnly, "I am Kong Buer, the benefactor, and I thank you for saving my life." He bowed for a long time.
Zhang Pa smiled and said, "Don't thank me. It's late at night. Let's go and take you to rest."
Kong Buer stood up and asked, "Do you live here, benefactor?" Zhang Pa said, "No, I passed by here and was too lazy to go, so I rested here." Kong Buer said, "It's a pity that my bag was lost. I had some old wine and dried meat in it, which could be used to drink all night." At this point, he stopped and said, "Please wait a moment, benefactor, I will go to find the bag."
Zhang Pa wanted to stop him, but then he thought, let him do whatever he wants, why should he control others, so he said, "Be careful, I'll wait for you here." Kong Buer shook his hand and made a sword flower and said, "I'm not a weak scholar who can't even tie a chicken. I usually practice some kung fu. I was besieged by a group of wolves just now, so I had to flee in a hurry." He ran into the forest.
Zhang Pa dispersed his spiritual sense. Doesn't this reckless guy know that the Ten Thousand Mountains are dangerous? He actually went alone, he was really brave, so he had to bear a little tired and look after him.
A quarter of an hour later, Kong Buer came back, carrying a rattan basket on his back, and a curtain extended above the rattan basket to block the sun. He had a small bag on his left shoulder, a scabbard on his waist, and a short sword in his right hand. He put the sword back into the sheath after seeing Zhang Pa.
Zhang Pa smiled and said, "You really brought everything." Kong Buer said, "When you go out alone, you should always prepare more things."
Zhang Pa said, "Let's go." He led him back to the place where they had just rested.
It was not a long distance in total, less than a kilometer, and the two came back quickly. Kong Buer saw that there was only a blanket on the ground and asked in surprise: "You dare to stay in the forest with only a blanket?" Zhang Pa smiled and said, "What else?"
Kong Buer took off the small bag and put down the rattan basket, picked up things in it and said, "At least there must be flint, medicine for wounds, and wine. Don't think I'm greedy. Bringing wine can keep out the cold and help heal injuries. Compared with these, bedding is not very important." At this point, he looked up at Zhang Pa and said, "You are a master, of course you are not afraid of these, I am talking too much." He took things out of the basket, which were a gourd of wine, a piece of oilcloth, a bun of dried meat, and a few pieces of dry food.
After placing the wine and food on the ground, he apologized and said, "In the wild forest, I can only treat you with a little wine. When we go out of the forest and into the city in the future, I will definitely treat you to a big restaurant for a good meal." Zhang Pa said, "No problem. Thoughts are the best appetizer in the world." This sentence touched Kong Buer's heart, and he clapped his hands and said, "That's right. This word should be floated in a big cup." As he said that, he pulled out the cork of the gourd, tilted his neck and drank a big mouthful of wine, and handed the gourd to Zhang Pa: "Please." Then he tore off the dried meat, pushed a piece in front of Zhang Pa, and then took his own piece and took a big bite.