The Monk

Chapter 519 Lord Jing

"What's so strange about knowing him? Don't you know him too? I wish I didn't know him, otherwise I wouldn't be working as a coolie for him when the deadline is approaching." The old man was a little unhappy.

"You always?" Zhang was afraid to ask about the old man's origin again.

The old man pretended to be mysterious: "This pool of water is called Jingtan, and the mountain behind the waterfall is called Jingfeng. Who do you think I am?"

"What is such a big movement like a waterfall called Jingtan?" Zhang Ping asked smoothly. He had no impression of the place name mentioned by the old man, so he changed the subject.

"Well, the sound of the waterfall is a bit loud, but in comparison, the pool water seems much quieter." The old man made sense.

Zhang Ain quickly flattered me: "You are always right, the boy is ignorant."

"Nonsense, of course you are ignorant. You have never even heard of Jingfeng." The old man looked a little depressed.

Zhang was a little aggrieved: "It's not my fault that I haven't heard of it. No one told me."

After Xu Shi collected the wine, the old man was embarrassed to get angry and said patiently: "Jingfeng is one of the eighteen sacred mountains."

Zhang Ping understood it this way. Although he didn't know where the Eighteen Sacred Mountains were or what their names were, he had always heard of such a prominent name. He said respectfully: "Are you always ranked among the Eighteenth Sacred Mountains? "

The eighteen sacred mountains are located on the eighteen traffic arteries outside the Shiwan Mountain. The ones responsible for guarding them are the eighteen venerables. The strength of each one is terrifying and terrifying. It is a bit redundant to describe it as unfathomable.

This boy had finally hit the mark, and the old man nodded: "You can teach me, boy." Unexpectedly, he was a little happy, and the next sentence made him so angry that Zhang Ain asked him: "Who are you? The old man said angrily: "This is Jingfeng. I am one of the eighteen venerables. Who do you think I am?"

Zhang Ai thought seriously for a long time, shook his head and said: "I'm stupid, I'd like to make a guess, are you the Master Jing?" He was not familiar with the names of the Eighteen Masters, he only knew the names of a few he had met before. Fortunately, the old man's prompts were obvious enough, and he was really embarrassed to make himself look too stupid.

Lord Jing snorted coldly and didn't say whether it was right or wrong. Zhang Po was thinking in his head. Each of the Eighteen Sacred Mountains guarded one side. Why did I come here from the east? It ran a little far.

Lord Jing pretended to be cool and started asking again: "Do you have the formation map of the Refining Temple?"

Zhang Ping'en made a sound and thought to himself: "Why did Zuo Shi tell everyone everything?" Lord Jing seemed to know what he was thinking, and then said: "Don't think about it blindly. There are many people present about the ice crystal. It's hard to hide it." You can't hide it from people, but you can make the Red Lord deflate, and the sorcerers in the mountain are still very happy; you can't hide the spirit wine from people either. You two have a child together and drink it in the mountain. When the monks from Longhu Mountain saw it, they got into trouble and made a fuss about the mountain god. "Tai, I heard that after Cai Xiaoxiao and King Wu returned to the mountain, they told the story to King He. King He is very interested in you. Please be careful in the future. That old guy is really a bastard." He paused and continued: "The matter of the Formation Diagram was actually told to me personally by Zuo Shi. He was concerned that I was getting old and approaching my end of life, so he casually told me that the Temple of Refining can lead to another world. If I have a chance, I can borrow it from you. After looking at the formation diagram, to be honest, I didn’t expect to meet you at all. It seems that I have my own arrangements, and I have no choice but to go to the Valley of Refining Gods. "

After hearing these words, Zhang Weijing was very calm. Zuo Shi was a very good person, with sharp eyesight, and he knew each other well. The people he identified were not bad people. Since he talked about himself with Lord Jing, it meant that Lord Jing was a communicative person. . Now he pulled out the formation diagram he had drawn, handed it over with one hand, and used the lighting technique with the other hand. A small light bullet floated in front of Lord Jing's eyes, emitting a soft light to illuminate him.

Master Jing took the formation diagram and nodded to Zhang Awei, meaning that the boy is good. He looked at it briefly and said: "The left servant said that you are good. It seems that you are worthy of his praise. I haven't said why you came here." ?”

Zhang Ain stopped hiding it and said with a smile: "I was sleeping in Yong'an Lake and was discovered by the monks from Longhu Mountain. I didn't want to conflict with them, so I wandered here."

The old man smiled and said, "You and I are destined to run far enough. Otherwise, how could I drink the spiritual wine and get the Temple of Refining Formation Map?"

He was talking about formation diagrams. Zhang was afraid of remembering something, so he took out a jade plate from his storage bag. It was flat but large enough. On it were engraved the nine formation diagrams of the Refining Temple. He handed it over and said, "I almost forgot, left." Sir, I painted it again, it’s better than what I painted, look at this.”

Taking out this thing, I admired Zuo Shi even more. He clearly knew the formation map, but he didn't tell Master Jing without his consent. This is the character that a person should have.

Venerable Jing did not pick this issue and said with a smile: "The old guy said he couldn't understand it thoroughly. I have to take a closer look."

Master Jing studied the array diagram, and Zhang Ain got up and walked in the forest. The forest at night is a world of insects, with all kinds of biting mosquitoes lingering around. In addition, the dark forest is really not worth seeing, so we retreat to the edge of the pool.

Looking at the dark water, I suddenly thought of Ouyang Dingtian, that once arrogant and handsome man, who failed to form a Nascent Soul until his death, and even transferred his magical weapon and mind to himself. Just because the end is approaching, no matter how cool and arrogant a person is, he has to wait for death.

Now Venerable Jing is approaching his end, and one of the Eighteen Venerables will soon be gone. If you want to be immortal, you can only practice hard to reach the state of becoming a god. The question is how to cultivate to the stage of spiritual transformation?

At that time, I met Zuo Shi. Zuo Shi was refining the God Pill to prepare for the big day. After years of hard work, Zhang Ai helped him after several failures, and he was lucky enough to refine eighty-one elixirs. Zhang Ai had ten, and his right servant had twenty-two. He kept forty-nine, but after decades, when Nowadays, I haven’t heard of him cultivating to the state of becoming a god.

Zuo Shi was unable to cultivate even with the help of the Divine Pill, and Master Jing was even more mysterious.

Zhang was afraid that he had a good impression of the sorcerer in the mountain. The top-level cultivators he had met were all good to him, so he had a good heart and planned to give away things randomly. He was thinking about going to the mountain god platform in the next few days. If the left servant lacks elixirs, , you can provide several Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Grass to help refine the elixir.

Soon the moon sets and the sun rises, and the night passes. Master Jing is still studying the array map in detail. Zhang Wen is thinking about Bing Jing and comes to say goodbye. Master Jing returned the two formation diagrams to him and said: "The losers in Longhu Mountain are very annoying. Yong'an County is under their jurisdiction and they have to deal with it. It's better to go to Master Chi and let him help you deal with it."

Zhang Awei shook his head. Master Chi was more dissatisfied with him and said with a smile: "I am hiding in the mountains, do they still dare to come in and catch me?"

Master Jing thought about it and said: "When the foggy valley opens again, I will go there. I hope you can go too. As for Longhu Mountain, you must have your own reasons for leaving in a hurry. I can't help but if you are with If there is a conflict between the monks at Longhu Mountain, you can come to me."

Zhang Ping thanked him and returned to Yong'an Lake. He felt that Lord Jing was good, he was not evil-minded, he did not attack him, and he did not say anything about robbing him when his deadline was approaching.