The Monk

Chapter 206 Growing up

The person who surprised Zhang Wear the most was Zhang Tianfang, and Zhang Wear really beat him up. In twenty years, the girls were able to build foundations, but Zhang Tianfang was still at the top level of the foundation building stage. Zhang was so angry that he beat and scolded him: "All those advanced elixirs, elixirs, and wines are fed to pigs? You can practice and advance even if you feed pigs! You are worse than a pig!" He turned all the jealousy of the other party into Anger towards Zhang Tianfang.

Piggy was dissatisfied with his words and snorted and glared at him. Zhang Tianfang fled around the villa, shouting as he ran: "I work very hard! I practice for an hour every day!"

In twenty years, the girls have grown up. Thanks to the elixir, they no longer have to work. In addition, successful cultivation has the effect of fixing the appearance, keeping the body in a youthful state, and leading a group of beautiful girls. But the most beautiful person is Cheng Xier.

The girls were so excited that they encouraged Song Yunyi to go back to the Song Dynasty for a visit, and they accompanied him. Zhang Wen agreed and said that he could not let Fang Jian, a lunatic, continue to practice. If he continued to practice, he would definitely surpass himself.

When Zhang Tianfang heard the news, he pretended to be serious and said: "You should go out for a walk. Just practicing all day long will be counterproductive." Zhang Fing said angrily: "You have been practicing all day long!" Zhang Tianfang opened his eyes and retorted to him: "Are you still with me? me too?"

"The same head! My cultivation has entered a bottleneck period and I can't break through." Zhang Ai said sophistry. Zhang Tianfang also argued: "I'm the same as you." Song Yunyi asked: "Really going out?" "It's okay to take a look, take a walk and come back." Zhang feared.

In the past twenty years, Zhang Weijing has worked hard, helping the girls who have grown up to refine clothes, new magic weapons, and elixirs. They also all have their own storage bags, magic weapons, elixirs and other items, and there is even a tent house for every five people.

Zhang Ai was a little depressed. He originally thought that he would stay away from the world and practice breaking the Dan Dan to form a baby. He didn't expect that there would be no progress, so he led people to leave the snowy field and join the world again.

For ordinary people, twenty years can change many people and many things, and the Song Dynasty changed a lot. Cultivators were allowed to serve as officials, princes were sent to apprentice as apprentices, and rents and taxes were reduced. The cities that had been plagued by monsters gradually became inhabited. The best news is that there is no more war between Song and Man. These are what the Queen Mother told them when they returned to Songcheng Palace.

Another good thing for Zhang Ai is that after disappearing for twenty years, no one is still thinking about catching him.

Their group came back with a high profile, asking the national master Song Yinglong to be greedy again and report the news back to the mountain gate. When several Nascent Soul masters came to the door, Zhang Ping released more than a hundred volts of divine snakes. After molting six times, they grew one and a half meters long. Their faces showed fierce flames, and they stared at the monks coldly. Among the monks, some who were well-read and well-read recognized the snake, and chatted with everyone. Some who were not afraid of death rushed forward and were burned to ashes by the little pig squatting above Zhang Ao's head. Only then did the Wuliang Sect realize that with their strength, they could not move at all, so they returned to the mountain in fear.

Zhang Ai and others did not pursue him. Zhang Tianfang said happily: "We should have let these guys contribute a long time ago and eat and drink for free all day long." Zhang Ai smiled and said: "I really miss the days when I was chased." Zhang Tianfang scolded: "I'm sick!"

After shedding its skin six times, the Fushen Snake truly deserves its name. When he was in the snowy mountains, Zhang was afraid that it would be difficult to make progress in his cultivation, so he fought with the little snakes all day long. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. Even driving the magic circle could not hurt the little snakes. He knew that their strength was at least a high-level Nascent Soul, so he dared to release it today. Against the enemy, who in the world can fight against hundreds of Yuanying masters at the same time?

No one took action, only one pig and a hundred snakes were used to scare away the Wuliang sect, one of the three major sects in the Song Dynasty. Everyone was very happy. Zhang Ai proudly announced: "From now on, there is no need to flee, you can go anywhere in the world." Zhang Tianfang scolded him as crazy.

Afraid of Zhang's strong return, each mountain gate sent people to investigate. After confirming the 128 god-defying snakes, they all disappeared and treated them like plague gods. No one followed them again.

In the past twenty years, almost all the monsters that escaped from Lishui Lake were wiped out. The one or two that escaped by chance were hidden in the mountains and rivers, acting like beasts with their tails between their legs. Without them causing chaos, the Song Dynasty would be very peaceful. Zhang Ain and the other girls returned to Lishui City to check out the Skeleton Forest passage, and saw that Lishui Lake was full of water, with rippling blue waves, and the scenery along the banks of the blue sky and white clouds. It was also a beautiful place.

There is a circle of thatched huts built on the shore. There are about eighteen huts. They are several miles apart. The doors and windows are closed, and they seem to be uninhabited. Zhang Ping knew that not only were there people inside, but they were also experts. He led everyone to walk around the lake, stopping for a while in front of each hut, bowing deeply and saluting three times without saying a word, and then left. No one spoke in the hut either.

Zhang Tianfang didn't understand at first, but later when he saw the serious expressions of Zhang Wenbu Kong and Fang Jian and others, he finally realized that there were eighteen Buddhist monks living inside, working tirelessly to guard the passage. Zhang Wei admired their character, so of course he went to see them.

After seeing Lishui Lake, I left the city and went to Wangting Pavilion. I discovered that the originally empty battlefield was now filled with tombs built by barbarians and Han people. No wonder the two tribes had not used weapons for twenty years.

They wandered around leisurely and were finally found. Five big men appeared silently in front of them, looking coldly at Zhang Afraid and others. One of the long-haired men asked coldly: "Did you kill Ming Laosi?"

Zhang Tianfang casually said: "I have killed so many people, who still remembers their names?" He asked Zhang Ai: "Who is Ming Laosi? Have we killed them before?"

Feeling: These five people came from the Palace of Heavenly Kings. Five of the eight Heavenly Kings came unexpectedly. Zhang was afraid that he wanted to deny it, but he didn't like to tell lies, so he simply kept silent. Zhang Tianfang cursed: "Is he mute?" He turned around and spoke to the Five Heavenly Kings: "He is mute. I don't know Ming Laosi."

The Palace of Heavenly Kings has been waiting in a small village in the north of Yue State, just waiting for Zhang Wen's return. I didn’t expect that I would have to wait for twenty-two years. Through many contacts, it was easy to get the news that Zhang Ain was in the Song Dynasty, and a group of people rushed over in a hurry. The long-haired man who asked the question was Ming Lao Qi, the more fierce among them was Ming Lao Liu, and the leader was Ming Lao San. Only the eldest and the second child were not here.

When the five big men heard this, their expressions changed. No one had ever dared to speak like this to the Heavenly King Palace. Five pairs of eyes and ten gazes swept over them. The thirty-six women behind them were not a problem. The biggest variable was the little monk. Ming Laoqi took a step forward. Ask again: "Who killed Ming Laosi?"

Zhang was afraid of playing a word game, so he stepped forward and replied: "Why do you think we killed him?"

Ming Laoqi looked at him coldly, looked at him for a long time and said word by word: "You killed him."

Zhang was afraid of scratching his head, how did he know? Zhang Tianzhao asked the big man with interest: "How do you know? Tell me, how do you know it was him who killed him? Why not me?" At this point, he suddenly paused, and a figure of a strong and powerful man appeared in his mind. If that person is called Ming Laosi was really afraid of being killed.