The Monk

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This planet is under the jurisdiction of the Dragon Star Territory. Naturally, like other planets, it is stationed by god-level experts sent by the Star Lord. There is a palace on a high mountain far away. There are sixteen god-level cultivators in the palace. They are this planet. The supreme ruler of the planet is responsible for all affairs of the planet and is only responsible to the star owner. (Update the latest chapter of this book)

But that's what the so-called responsibility is. They have no intention of becoming the king of the planet and focus on cultivation. As long as the people below don't do too much, they will choose to turn a blind eye.

In other words, the real rulers of this planet are still those military masters who have cultivated in the divine transformation stage.

Wherever there are people, there will be conflicts of interest and fights. The same is true on this planet. There are roughly three factions on the planet. Although they dare not engage in blatant large-scale battles, small conflicts are constant.

It's such a big planet. Of course, there are not only three sects. There are also two very powerful men sects. The men are full of masters, but they don't easily accept disciples, nor do they participate in worldly disputes, let alone fight for each other. territory, so no one messes with them. Among these two sects, one of them is called Guangming Sect.

Not to mention the two Mén factions who did not compete for the territory, the planet was divided up by three major forces and many cities were built. Among them was an inland city called Shengcheng with a population of nearly one million. The city lord is of course a soldier, and together with other soldiers, he rules hundreds of thousands of slaves. Because things are fairly fair, the slaves in the city live a peaceful life and rarely encounter any injustice.

On this day, someone in the city lord's mansion wanted to eat sea fish, so he ordered the slaves to catch fish, and it was by chance that he brought Zhang Ain back.

Because they had to keep the sea fish alive, the slaves were well prepared, including boats, vehicles, and huge water tanks. It took dozens of slaves a little time to get these big fish into the city lord's mansion alive.

Of course, after entering the house, you need to do a simple inspection, and then kill the fish and eat the meat. Several soldiers took a brief look at the water tank and found no abnormality, so they waved to let them go. They failed to notice Zhang Ai's presence.

In fact, Zhang was afraid of being tortured too much by the big fish, and he had no strength in his head, so he had to completely seal himself, and he himself did not breathe or move, just like a dead person, those low-level military cultivators How could he be discovered through just a cursory inspection?

So Zhang Ping's head followed the big fish into the kitchen at the back, and then killed the fish.

There was no problem catching and killing the fish in the front. Until the time of disemboweling, the slave in charge of handling the sea fish casually slashed with a knife, then inserted his hands into the belly of the fish with force, and then pulled it with a smooth stroke, trying to remove the internal organs, but this stroke was too easy. Pulling out a big head, the slave let out a soft cry and sat down on the ground without being frightened.

Zhang Ai had lived in the fish's belly for more than ten days, and it had already merged with those red and green things, which looked very disgusting. When the slave saw it, he thought it was a dead man's head and felt disgusted. But, this big fish is for the nobles of the city lord's palace to eat. What if they know that there is a dead head in the fish's belly? No matter how generous the city lord is, he will inevitably die.

Now I looked left and right, and luckily, there was no outsider. I quickly took out all kinds of things from the fish's belly, including the intestines that floated on the fish, and pulled out a lot. I found a garbage basket, threw the big head in, and put the big head in. Cover it with that pile of intestines and stuff. Then he killed several fish in a row, took out a lot of intestines and guts, filled the garbage basket, and then carried it to the corner and ignored it for the time being.

When night fell, a master chef cooked fish for the distinguished guests of the city lord's palace. The slave informed the master master that he was going out to take out the garbage, and then carried the basket out.

The city lord's mansion has a special place for garbage disposal, but this slave did not dare to send his head there, saying that the fish intestines were too fishy and had to be sent out to the city lord.

The person guarding the door was also a slave, so he would not have any doubts about him, so he allowed him to carry the garbage basket and leave through the back door. It was getting dark at this time, and the guy was carrying another basket of extremely smelly fish. No one stopped him along the way. The guy easily left the city and walked to the garbage dump outside the city.

Find an uninhabited grove on the roadside, dig a big hole, take the head out of the bottom of the basket, throw it into the hole, bury it and trample it firmly, then carry the garbage basket to the garbage dump and throw it away. At this point, you can feel relieved. , finally dodged a disaster.

He escaped a disaster, and Zhang Ping even escaped a disaster. In the past days, although the six senses were closed, as a god-level cultivator, the body, hair and skin were sensitive to external conditions.

When the slave took him out of the fish's belly, Zhang was afraid that he would notice it immediately. Although he wanted to be on guard, he had no power and had no choice but to wait for others to punish him.

Poor super master and god-level cultivator Zhang Ai could only sit in the garbage basket and pray for good luck.

It's good luck. It should be said that this guy's luck has always been good, and at this time, his luck is even more good. With his current level of cultivation, any cultivator could kill him. However, he was lucky enough to be swallowed by a fish first, and then was discovered by a slave with only a low-level cultivation level, and then he was lucky again. After being buried outside the city as a dead man, Zhang Wen finally had a place to recuperate and finally had a chance to regain his strength.

Zhang was afraid of being buried underground, so as soon as the slave left, he immediately let go of his six senses, used his soul to activate the five elements spells, and used the earth attribute spells to quickly gather spiritual energy from the earth. After absorbing a little spiritual energy , immediately urged the earth to perform magic, and a big head sank rapidly, and did not stop until it sank to the center of the earth.

Then concentrate on practicing. After three days of this, your strength will recover a little, and you can activate your magic again to find the spiritual source and spiritual veins. Zhang is afraid that he is a spirit body, so he must have a lot of spiritual energy to restore his former strength. And depending on his realm, he requires too much spiritual energy, and it is very difficult to restore his previous strength.

In the past, there were two times when he had only one head left, and there were also times when he used two-injury spells and was injured twice, but no matter which time, there was spiritual power in the Divine Tears to torment him. But now, the Divine Tears are empty and can no longer help him.

Zhang Ai wandered around underground for a long time and spent a whole day finding a spiritual source. He then released his divine tears and absorbed the spiritual power of the spiritual source. That thing absorbs spiritual energy much faster than he does. When the spiritual energy in the Divine Tears is slightly accumulated, Zhang is afraid of borrowing it to reshape his body with breath condensation.

When he destroyed all the spiritual energy in the Divine Tears, he finally had a body again, and this was when the real healing began.

After all this tossing, one month passed quickly. In the past month, Zhang Wei's injuries have healed, and his strength has slightly recovered. He is at about level 7 or 8 cultivation. Divine Tears also absorbed and retained part of the spiritual power. As for the soul, ice crystals, and natal bones, they have all recovered.

Normally, they should have continued practicing here, but one was him and the other was Divine Tears. The two of them seemed to be drinking spiritual energy, intercepting most of the spiritual energy from the spiritual source. And this spiritual source is one of the important spiritual sources of a certain force on the planet. This force discovered that in the past month, the spiritual energy in the spiritual source was getting less and less, and they naturally became suspicious. After several inquiries and no results were found, they planned to dig up the soil to find out what was going on.

As a result, Zhang Wen had no choice but to leave and find another spiritual source to continue practicing. Because of this incident, Zhang was afraid that he would no longer focus on one spiritual source for cultivation and turn himself into a ground mouse, wandering around the spiritual sources and spiritual veins of the planet continuously, staying here for a few days and staying there for a few days. Although he was busy , but it never caused any trouble again.

The reason why the spiritual source becomes the spiritual source is because as long as its source is maintained, it will continue to create spiritual energy. As long as the stars are under your feet, the spiritual source will exist. So Zhang doesn't have to worry about swallowing up all the spiritual energy of the planet and turning it into a Death Star, thus causing harm to others.

He lived like this for three months, and on the ninetieth day, his injuries were finally intact and he completely returned to his previous cultivation level. Because of the help of the monkey soul in his body, his cultivation has increased and he has become much stronger. It is a pity that no matter how strong he is, he is still the same. His strength can increase, but the so-called realm breakthrough has not been realized. It seems like what Emperor Xi said, without a breakthrough, he will always be at the thirteenth level of cultivation.

Zhang Ai once asked this question, asking why he kept growing in cultivation at the Thirteenth Pole but not others. At that time, Emperor Xi replied, asking him not to take it too seriously. That’s what cultivation is. What do you think it is? That's what it is.

Zhang was afraid that he would remember this, and he was filled with confusion. It was a pity that Emperor Xi never talked about these things again and changed the subject to something else. Later, the two sides stated that they would have a fight, and he was embarrassed to ask about it again. It’s a matter of one’s own cultivation.

At this time, his cultivation level increased again, and he remembered the words of Emperor Xi again. It seemed that he really had not broken through the thirteenth level of cultivation level. Although on the surface, it seemed that he had broken through and was better than everyone else. But who actually knows?

But no matter what, it is always a good thing to increase your cultivation and become stronger, so Zhang Weijing threw away the problems that he didn't understand, concentrated on thinking about happy things, and tried to make himself happy.

It's a pity that just now I thought of Emperor Xi, and then I remembered the incident of Senshen taking people to Prisoner Star. It must have been more than four months, nearly five months, and I don't know what happened to Prisoner Star, Punisher God, Emperor Xi how?

Thinking of these questions, I feel a little cold in my heart, and suddenly I have the idea that I don't want to go back to Xiguan, I don't want to go back to the starry sky, I don't want to know who wins and who loses in the fight between Punisher God and Xihuang.

Because he thought of these things, he stayed underground for one more day. When he calmed down, he slowly surfaced and returned to the surface.

In the past few days, the natal bones, ice crystals, his spirit, and the entire body have all recovered to be intact. Even the five elements of spiritual energy in the tears of the gods have formed their own pools, with the scale of the past. As long as nothing unexpected happens, After a while, there will always be more abundant and abundant spiritual power than before Zhang Awei tried his best.

Not long after he returned to the ground, he gathered his breath, pretended to be an ordinary low-level soldier cultivator, transformed into a gray robe, stood up, looked around, and then walked.