The Monk

Chapter 642 Trivia

Just now, the Ghost Emperor attacked the mountain with a huge explosion. Although it failed, many buildings on the mountain were damaged. The three teams of Black and White Fighting, together with more than 700 disciples of the sect, became bricklayers and worked hard to repair the houses.

Zhang Pa came to the main hall and left Zhang Tianfang casually: "Work."

"Fuck your head." Zhang Tianfang shouted: "Why let Fang Jian go out and not let me go out?"

Zhang Pa said: "I'll tell you in a few days." There is only one way to calm Zhang Tianfang's possible anger, catch Yuantong and let him vent his anger, but where is Yuantong?

"I have to tell you now, otherwise I'll never let you go!" Zhang Tianfang's temper became worse and worse.

"You're not going to go through with your head. I ask you, where is the sword given to you? Why don't you use it? Do you rely on the ghost sword when you fight? I'm telling you, practice well for me! You can help the ghost sword when you fight in the future! Don't let the ghost sword fight for every turn!" Zhang Pa used angrily to divert his attention.

The ghost sword is Zhang Tianfang's most beloved thing. After hearing what Zhang Pa said, he was too embarrassed to argue. He touched the ghost sword for a long time without saying anything, and then said, "Wait." He let go of the ghost sword, showed the silver sword, took out the shield with one hand, and ran to the square to practice swordsmanship.

At the beginning, each of the three of them had a set of magic weapons. Fang Jian and Zhang Pa used swords, and only Zhang Tianfang used a sword all the time. In fact, it was not used, because the ghost sword was controlled by the nine ghost emperors, and he was like a spectator. At this time, he felt a little embarrassed when Zhang Pa yelled at him. It was rare for him to take the initiative to practice swordsmanship.

Zhang Pa didn't want to say such harsh words to him. It was really helpless. It was better than him chattering and asking questions. Seeing him leave happily, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but just after coaxing a great god away, someone else came down the mountain. It was Monk Cheng Ji. He couldn't help but laugh, it was really lively!

Back to the archway, a group of disciples were busy building, and Cheng Ji, who was as clean as if he had just taken a bath, stood on the steps not far away.

Zhang Pa put his hands together and said, "Master, please come in." He pretended to invite the master to come up the mountain as a guest.

Cheng Ji didn't want to go up the mountain, and asked after a polite greeting, "Did any ghost disciples come here to make trouble just now?"

He sensed the abnormal breath of the ghost disciples and ran desperately, but when he arrived at the place, he found nothing, only the buildings that were damaged by the earthquake were all over the mountain. He thought that the ghost disciples attacked the mountain, so he asked this question.

Zhang Pa said, "I guess so, the ghost king ran away."

"Ghost King?" Cheng Ji looked a little excited: "Did he run away? Where did he run to?"

Zhang Pa said, "I don't know."

Cheng Ji put his hands together and bowed again: "Your sect just encountered an accident and is busy repairing. I am inconvenient to disturb you. Goodbye."

The monk left as soon as he said he would, without a trace of hesitation, and went down the steps. Zhang Pa watched him leave, and felt that the monk was really dedicated to chasing and suppressing the ghost disciples, and spared no effort with all his heart.

After the monk left, he stayed at the archway for a while, watching the disciples busy.

There is strength in numbers, and since they are cultivators, two hours later, the archway was built, and Zhang Pa was very satisfied. At this time, Zhan Yun came to him and said that there were many things to do in Tianlei Mountain, and he could not concentrate on cultivation, so he had to go to the cave in the back mountain for a year of seclusion. Zhang Pa agreed, this was Zhan Yun's last struggle. He had given two Tianshen Pills, and Zhan Yun had eaten one but failed to break through. Now he was making a second effort. If he could refine the pill power and successfully break through and advance to the next level, he would be a master of the God of Transformation. If he failed, his life span would be almost over, and he could only choose to take the longevity pill to prolong his life. Under the premise of sufficient pills, the longest life span could be extended by 200 years, but the price was that his cultivation would stagnate.

After Zhan Yun left, Zhang Pa walked from the archway to the main hall alone, passing by many buildings along the way, which had been completely repaired. There were residences for Jindan cultivators, the Ziguang Pavilion for foundation-building disciples, and countless residences for Qi-refining disciples passing by the main hall. He walked around the main peak in a full circle, looking east and west and was very satisfied. At this time, everything on the mountain existed because of him, and he felt a little proud.

In the past, Tianlei Mountain was known as the Thousand Peaks, and Jindan cultivators could freely choose the peaks to build houses. Zhang Pa didn't want to do this. He let all the disciples practice and grow together, and they were very familiar with each other, so that they would not be scattered in the future. Hei Zhan did this particularly well. Zhang Pa once had the idea of ​​letting Hei Yi train more than 700 disciples of the sect, but he gave up because of various situations.

At this time, the main peak was divided into four large blocks. The archway halfway up the mountain was considered one block, where more houses were built and a training ground was built. It was the place where new disciples were assessed and trained. Zi Guang Pavilion, which was connected to the Tianlei Mountain Hall, was considered one block. It was the center of the sect. Rui Yuan and more than 700 disciples of the sect lived here. If they accepted disciples in the future, the disciples would be placed nearby in Zi Guang Pavilion. The third block was the residence of the former Qi Refining disciples. Now Hei Zhan and Li Zhan live there, and they are training in killing all day. The fourth block is the back mountain, where Zhang Pa and the girls live, and Bai Zhan lives outside.

Because he had seen Hei Zhan fight and the Jin family fight with the Mao people, Zhang Pa changed the way of cultivation to increase everyone's team combat experience. He let all the disciples in the mountain form teams to fight for fun. The most significant effect was achieved by more than 700 disciples of the sect. These Jindan masters studied sword formations all day long, and practiced everything from Liangyi, Sancai, Sixiang, Wuxing, etc. No matter how many people there were, only by gathering all the strength could they exert their strongest strength.

Since Zhan Yun went into seclusion, Tianlei Mountain has ushered in a period of stability. Except for the archway that receives the introductory disciples every day, the rest of the people practiced crazily according to their duties, and even the piglets and kittens were much more obedient.

A year later, Zhan Yun came out of retreat. Zhang Pa checked his breath and knew that he had not been able to break through and advance, so he planned to comfort him. Unexpectedly, Zhan Yun laughed at him as soon as they met: "Give up, you finally give up after years of hard work." He was originally a top-level master, and he was an unparalleled person in terms of knowledge and intelligence. After years of hard work, countless efforts, and the help of the God Pill, he still could not advance, which meant that his fate was doomed to come. At this time, Zhan Yun finally saw it, and with the longevity pill to prolong his life, he could live at least nearly 200 years longer than others. Seeing him like this, Zhang Pa knew that there was no need to persuade him anymore, and laughed: "Drink some wine? Congratulations on your coming out of retreat." "Drink, why not? Haha, everything in the past was false, and the next hundred years or so is life, I want to live well once." There is no need to practice day and night, nor to fight for any treasures and elixirs. The purpose of life suddenly becomes simple. The two went to the highest peak to drink, drunk in the wind, just like gods. Zhan Yun said, "If there really are gods, they will just live the same life, maybe not as happy as I am now." He took out a bunch of pills and jade slips and said, "I won't use them anymore. If you like them, keep them. If you don't like them, give them away." Zhang Pa didn't take them. He glanced at the things and replied, "You can take a disciple." Zhan Yun shook his head, "I finally gave up my mind and planned to live a relaxed life. You still find me a job? Let me tell you, if it weren't for the face of the Tianshen Pill and Shoudan, I would have left long ago. Who cares about your broken mountaintop." Zhang Pa smiled and said, "You can't leave. You still have to do hard labor for me." Zhan Yun thought about it, put away a bunch of things and said, "Okay, wait in front of the mountain gate tomorrow and grab a few disciples." The two drank for a while and sang wildly to the sky. Coincidentally, Fang Jian came back. It took more than a year to go to the Great Hero Temple of Shengguo. He recognized Zhang Pa's location and flew straight over. Seeing Fang Jian coming back, Zhang Pa was a little nervous. He had been calculating the days these days and estimated that he should come back. As soon as Fang Jian landed, he went over to ask, "How is it?"

Fang Jian shook his head and said, "I haven't woken up yet. The Buddhist master of the sky said that he is in a half-dead state. It all depends on his own will. If he can hold on, he will live. If he can't hold on, he will die. I left all the elixirs to him and came back."

Daxiong Temple is too far away from Tianlei Mountain, and the communication spell has lost its effect. Fang Jian has to work hard.

Calculating the time, it has been more than two years since Bukong was injured. He asked again, "Master Tiankong didn't say how long it has been?"

"What can I say?" Fang Jian wanted to stay and take care of Bukong, but Tianlei Mountain had just set up a stall and needed manpower, so he couldn't just leave it alone.

Zhang Pa looked at the many houses under the peak and thought: If there were no such houses, I could go to see him now. But in the end, he didn't say anything, just hoped that Bukong would get better soon.

When Fei Zhi landed, Zhan Yun knew that the two had something to talk about and left automatically. But after leaving for a while, he came back to Zhang Pa and said, "Someone is looking for you at the foot of the mountain, saying that a former fellow disciple asked you for help."

In the past year, there has been a constant flow of people at the mountain gate archway, and there are always people coming to pay homage to the master, or asking to see him for something. Zhang Pa would not meet them one by one, and would leave all the matters to the receiving disciples to handle, and report to Rui Yuan after sorting them out. He would only come to him if there was something important. So after hearing what Zhan Yun said, Zhang Pa asked, "What did Rui Yuan say?"

"Rui Yuan said that this matter is a bit troublesome, and he can't make a decision on his own, so he asked you." Zhan Yun said.

After he said this, Zhang Pa became more curious. What on earth prevented Rui Yuan from coming to see him? He asked again, "Where is Rui Yuan?"

"The head of Jingmen is here, and Rui Yuan is with him. It just so happens that I went to ask him for a disciple, and he assigned me a job, let me tell you." After Zhan Yun finished speaking, he was also looking at Fang Jian. Seeing that he looked serious, he guessed that something had happened?

Jingmen? What are they doing here? Zhang Pa didn't have a good impression of Jingmen, so he said, "I'll go see that former fellow disciple." It's not necessary for him to do everything himself with his cultivation level, but his natural kindness made him always reluctant to turn people away.

Fang Jian asked, "Where is the Ghost King? Has he come again?" He went to Daxiong Temple to see Bukong, and by the way, he told the Sky Buddhist about the Ghost King's affairs so that they could also deal with it. At the same time, he carefully asked about Bukong's injuries, which was basically consistent with what Monk Miaofa said.

"He didn't come." Zhang Pa floated down the mountain.

Seventeen cultivators stood under the newly built mountain gate archway, each of them looked a little embarrassed. The leader was Hongyu, who was at the initial stage of Jindan cultivation, with sixteen foundation-building disciples.

Zhang Pa felt strange when he arrived and asked, "It wasn't long since we met last time. What happened?"

The last time they met was in the famous battle of Qingmen Shangji against six masters. Hongyu appeared as a disciple of Song Guohuazong, and Zhang Pa didn't pay much attention to him. Now he brought people to the door. Could it be that the mountain gate was destroyed?

Seeing Zhang Pa appear, Hong Yu knelt down and said loudly: "Greetings, Senior Brother Hong Wu." This guy was really bold. There were more than 700 disciples in the sect. If we count by seniority, half of them were one generation older than Zhang Pa, but now they all called him "Uncle Master". Zhang Pa was too lazy to distinguish who was who. Anyway, Rui Yuan would take care of it, so they could call him whatever they wanted. However, it was indeed a little disrespectful for Hong Yu, a disciple who had abandoned the sect, to dare to call him like that.