The Monk

Chapter 55 Going Home

The next day, disciples from all the sects flew together to the original mountain gate of Wushuang Gate. They saw countless ruined walls and broken buildings, the mountain gate collapsed, houses without roofs, tragic scenes, and many corpses scattered everywhere, which was unbearable to see. Wushuang sect disciples held back their tears and tidied up their homes, while other sect disciples helped. Zhang Ai was the most industrious person. He rushed to do the dirty work and was busy non-stop.

Looking at his busy figure from a distance, I sigh in my heart, is it destined to have this kind of suffering? I really can't advance any further? After much thought, he still refused to give up, thinking about how to impress the great Buddha Kongduan.

They are all immortal cultivators, and they deal with things extremely quickly. In a short time, Wushuang Mountain Gate was cleaned up, and the other sects no longer stayed and left each other. Zhenru entangled Wan Pingyan and asked him to take him to see Kong Duan again. Wan Pingyan was greatly favored by God, so of course he tried his best. So, the three of them came to the gate of Ganliang Temple again.

However, the great Buddhist monk Kongduan stayed behind closed doors, and the courtyard door that had been open all day was actually closed at this moment. Wan Ping went to call the door, but there was no answer. Zhenru sighed, it seemed that this was his destiny, stopped Wan Pingyan, said goodbye and went back to the mountain. Zhen Rugui is the head of a sect, no matter how humble he is on the surface, he is still proud in his heart. He has a very good face. It can be said that he has rarely been rejected by others in his life. Now he has been rejected twice in a row. He feels that he cannot hold on to his face, and he is proud. Character, simply don’t ask for it anymore.

Zhang Ai was deeply moved. It was unimaginable that the leader was willing to lower his status for his own sake.

On the way back to the mountain, Zhang Wen thought of how kind his uncles were to him. He said that he would not talk about Vacuum Zhenru, but only talked about Zhentian. When he was at the Taoist temple, he used the thunder from the sky to help him train his will, and he felt extremely grateful. If the masters and uncles are good to themselves, of course they should also be good to them. There is nothing else. There are plenty of advanced pills. He wants to give them to his uncles, but he doesn't know how to give them to him. Compared to his uncles' cultivation, he is more worried about Lin Sen's safety. If they find out about this nonsense, Lin Sen's existence... Sigh, it's so difficult to deliver some medicine.

Zhang was very distressed about this and frowned.

Two days later, when I returned to the mountain gate, the disciples dealt with all the injured and dead monks one by one, leaving Zhang Ai with nothing to do. After returning to the mountain, the masters and uncles ignored him. Zhenru was worried about his own karma. Zhenzhen, Tianzhen and Muvacu were anxious to refine the elixir. Zhang was afraid that the four spiritual herbs obtained by killing the man in black robes could not be wasted.

Zhang Ping's black iron shield had been broken, all his magic power had been lost, and a small hole was left on the shield. He took it out to play with on the way back to the mountain. When he saw it, Zhenru said lightly: "Throw it away, it's useless." But Zhang was afraid and reluctant to let it go. Zhenru also said no more.

Remembering the many low-level magic weapons in the storage bag, Zhang was afraid to go find Hongyuan. These things are useless if you keep them for yourself, why not give them away. Hongyuan was very happy when he saw him, and asked with a smile: "Going down the mountain to slay demons with Master and Uncle, are you nervous? Is it exciting? Is it fun?" Zhang Ai smiled bitterly and said: "Absolutely exciting." As he spoke, he took out the killing machine. The more than thirty magical artifacts obtained by the man in the robe were piled on the ground in a messy manner.

Monks always arrange and maintain their magic weapons neatly and carefully. They have never seen them piled up randomly. Hongyuan couldn't believe it and asked: "Where did it come from? Why are there so many of them?"

Zhang Wen smiled bitterly. He couldn't tell him that I killed someone, so he said casually: "I stole it." This was absolutely true, but it surprised Hongyuan even more: "Did you steal so much? Are you so powerful?" Zhang Wen didn't want to say this. , said: "Pick a few, and the ones that fit your hand and can be used will be given to you." Hongyuan couldn't believe his ears again and asked: "Really?" Zhang Ai nodded and urged: "Yes, pick it up quickly. "

Among the bunch of magical artifacts, the ancient wood-colored Chang Ge with the handle attracted the most attention. Zhang Fei picked it up and carefully examined the ingredients. The composition was very simple. In addition to containing silver steel, there was also a kind of wood. Zhang Fei didn't know what the material was, but it was long. Ge is extremely hard and resilient, so I guess he is no ordinary creature. After trying it out casually, he found that the power was not inferior to that of the Mysterious Bone Sword. He was overjoyed and handed it to Hong Yuan, saying: "This is not bad."

Hongyuan also found that Chang Ge was good. When he saw Zhang Awei taking it away, he thought he was going to keep it and turned to look at other things. Unexpectedly, Zhang Awei was just trying it out. Now he gave Chang Ge to himself. He couldn't help but feel a little excited: "Here, give it to me." ?" Zhang Ao nodded and said: "Well, pick a few more." Hong Yuan couldn't restrain his joy and said thank you. He randomly selected two magic weapons and couldn't help but thank Zhang Ao. Zhang Ping said politely, put away the other magical weapons, said goodbye and left.

After leaving Ziguang Pavilion, I remembered the Feiya that I got with the tent house. I haven't tried it yet. I took it out from the storage bag. The Feiya gradually grew longer in the wind, and it was as long as two ordinary carriages. Zhang Ai jumped into it, and placed a gem the size of a child's fist in front of Fei'a. Zhang Ai put his hands together to input spiritual power, and Fei'a automatically took off and flew westward under control.

This thing is much faster than me. Returning to the HOS in a moment is really a thousand miles in an instant. Zhang was afraid that he would not have all the fun, so he continued to control the flight and experimented with various functions one by one according to the introduction on the captured jade slip. Sure enough, you can input spiritual power through the air, or you can fill the gem with spiritual power at once to make it fly automatically, and use your spiritual consciousness to control the direction.

After using it proficiently, I inspected the interior of the Feiya. I couldn’t help but admire how awesome it was. In terms of comfort, none of the Feiyars of my uncles were as good as it. The interior was not only fur-cushioned, but also had mechanical partitions. I could type the magic formula one by one. , a square table, drawers and other objects appeared in the flying door. The drawers contained dried meat, dried fish and other objects, as well as a lot of wine. The only flaw is that no matter how comfortable the interior is, it is just a low-grade flying bird with an average flying speed, similar to that of the masters.

Returning to the cave home, I parked Feiya in the courtyard, which is big enough anyway. According to the introduction of the jade slip, he carefully considered the structure of the flying bird. As a magic weapon for escaping, he didn't want to be caught up in the middle of the run. Zhang was planning to make one that could fly faster. But for now, it's just a matter of contemplation. After all, he doesn't have any materials to make Feiya.

After seeing Feiya, he took out the tent from the storage bag. The old man in black robe he killed had so many things. There were two tents, Feiya had two vehicles, and there was also a flying boat. The flying boat was only as tall as a person. , about ten meters long and more than two meters wide, with a pointed and narrow front end, making it easier to travel in the water. It is introduced in the jade slips that the flying boat is extremely fast in the water, and can also be closed and sink to travel underwater. Naturally, it can also fly in the air, but the speed is much slower than that of the flying boat.

Two tents were placed in the courtyard. The first one belonged to the old man in black robe. It was so comfortable inside that Zhang was afraid that he had lived there for several days. After entering the second tent, it was extremely spacious. The largest tent he had ever seen was that of Wang Hezun of Xianyun Valley. It was in use. I don’t know who the old man in black robe robbed this tent house from. It was several times larger than Wang Hezun’s tent house. It was empty, more than a hundred meters long and wide, and there was nothing inside. Zhang was afraid to wonder, what kind of tent do you need in this case? How is it different from sleeping in the wild?

The old man in black robe was killed by him, and the old man's magic weapons, five round cymbals and a magic flag, were put away by him under the instruction of his uncle. When he took it out at this time, the Dharma flag was broken by the snake whip and became a waste like the black iron shield. Although there was some remaining mana left, it was no longer able to be used. Zhang was afraid that he would get upset by playing, so he stuck the Dharma flag on the courtyard wall and hung the black iron shield on the other side of the courtyard wall as a decoration. Come back and look at the five-sided round cymbal. It is a very ordinary magic weapon. Even the tooth sword cannot beat it. With a thought in mind, I took out the pile of stolen materials and carefully selected them. There was actually a silver gang stone and a gold essence. This was Good things, quickly put them away, the others are mostly dark iron, red copper and other items. Although they are not very precious, they are not willing to be wasted easily.

Put away the ore, duck out of the wall, and take off the black iron shield that was just hung up. I will ruin you today.

Generally, there is rarely a second refining of a weapon, unless the magic weapon is completely destroyed and needs to be overhauled. Because after refining the ore, especially the powerful magic weapon, other materials need to be added, and even after the formation is added to the refining, the material will fundamentally change, and it will be fused with the magic power to exert its maximum power. After that, the ore material will change, and it will no longer be the original one. Pure materials. Once it is refined again, it is difficult to control. If you make a mistake, it will not only waste materials, but even fail to achieve the original power and effect. The most unlucky person will destroy the magic weapon.

Because the refined materials are no longer pure, even if the magic weapon is damaged, few people will refining it again. If you have the time and the mood, it is better to refine the magic weapon again.

Zhang Awei didn't care about this. The flying cymbals were too weak and useless; the black iron shield was even more rubbish. Zhang Awei took the two rubbish items and entered the huge and spacious tent.