The Monk

Chapter 8 White Snake Subdues the God()

Master Tieguan finally came out of seclusion. On the day he came out of seclusion, the leader of Zhen Ru asked Zhen Tian and Zhen Yi to see him. A few people closed the door and talked for a while, Zhenru and others left, and Master Tieguan flew back to the Forbidden Mansion with Yanzhi to retreat again.

Master Tieguan was very excited when he was in seclusion again. With his cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it was simply unimaginable that he could be so alarmed by an object. He was excited because of the big snake in the beast refining cauldron.

Others didn't know what level of monster the big snake was, but he understood it very well. The Flame Bird of Prey that made a contract with Iron Crown is already an extremely ferocious bird. It can reach the middle stage of pill formation when it reaches adulthood, but no matter how many Flame Birds there are, they can't compare to a big snake.

The big snake is called Fu Shen. It is said to be the spiritual pet of a great god named Fu in ancient times. It has great magical powers, so it is called Fu Shen. It is also called Fu Shen or Fu Shen Snake. There is also a saying that this snake is so powerful that it can subjugate immortals and subjugate gods, so it is called Fushen. No matter which statement is made, it is enough to show how powerful the God-Suppressing Snake is.

With his cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he would not dare to act rashly when encountering an adult snake. Unexpectedly, disciples dozens of generations later found a complete snake corpse, which really surprised Master Tieguan.

Master Tieguan was speechless after hearing Master Zhen describe the process of capturing and refining spirits. Judging from the appearance, this snake should have a lifespan of nearly ten thousand years, but I don’t understand how it could be injured? But the question is, if the snake was not injured, how could it be caught by them?

Master Tieguan couldn't figure it out, so he could only say again and again that he was really lucky. It made Zhenru and the others dumbfounded, and their good luck even caused the golden elixir to break and they were lucky enough to save their lives? Destroyed three magic weapons in a row under restrictions? What happens if you have bad luck?

But they were also very happy. Master Tieguan agreed to help them practice advanced magic weapons with snake skin scales and other objects. The new magic weapons would definitely be much better than Tianluo Umbrella and other objects. To express his sincere feelings, the inner elixir was dedicated to Master Tieguan to refine the advanced elixir.

The four of them were happy, but Yan Zhi was not happy. He had just gone out to play for a few days and then came back to this unlucky place to practice some bad skills. He was full of reluctance and kept mumbling.

There are sixteen levels of Heavenly Thunder Divine Kung Fu. If you practice to the thirteenth level, you can enter the foundation building stage. After completing the sixteenth level, you will be a top master in the foundation building stage. Zhang is afraid that he has reached the top level of Qi refining and is now breaking through to the foundation building stage.

Tianlei Mountain has nothing but Ledo. Zhang was afraid that while he was practicing, God would thunder. A few clouds suddenly drifted across the clear sky, and then there was a muffled thunder. Zhang Ai hurriedly got up and ran towards the house instinctively. However, he stopped halfway and silently practiced the Jingxin Jue technique. He wanted to try again to see if he could hold on and no longer be afraid of thunder.

It's a pity that his fear of thunder is deep in his bones and indelible in his subconscious. As long as he knows it's thundering outside or sees lightning, he can't suppress his fear even if he hides in the barrier and can't hear any sound. Don't be afraid unless he doesn't know.

After the thunderstorm, a boy with a pale complexion and trembling body stood in the pouring rain. His eyes were dull and he was biting his lips tightly. His skin had been bitten and bloodshot was leaking out. He was afraid. Although he could barely hold on and gritted his teeth despite the thunder roaring above his head, he was still afraid.

In the rain, he was completely disappointed with himself. A coward was a coward. It seemed that he would spend his entire life in fear and timidity. Zhang Pingmu walked back to the hut blankly, his steps stiff and slow, when lightning flashed across the sky and there was another thunder...

Zhang was afraid that there would be no reaction, because he was so distracted that he didn't even hear it. He walked back to the cabin like a puppet, hugged the puppy and cried bitterly. A lot of sadness surged deep in his heart, turning and churning inside his body like a storm. Zhang liked to cry when he was afraid of being beaten since he was a child. He cried when he was beaten, scolded, cried when he saw monsters, and cried when there was thunder, but only this time he cried because he was sad. At this moment, there is no longer timidity or fear, only endless sadness. Sad to lose my parents, sad to be orphaned very early, sad to be bullied, sad to feel wronged, and even sadder to feel useless and not like a man!

Suddenly he didn't want to practice any more, he didn't want to be a Taoist priest, he didn't want to enter Ziguang Pavilion, and he didn't care about the so-called cultivation level. Zhang was afraid that he wanted to go down the mountain and leave Tianlei Taoist Temple.

He took out the jade slip from the storage bag and threw it out of the window with all his strength. It was useless to learn the bullshit meditation technique. With the windows all open, he raised his head and shouted: "Thunder, please, if the sound is louder, you will kill me."

He had cried enough and wanted to vent, so he opened the door and ran out, pointing at the sky and yelling: "God damn it, you're going to hit me, you're going to hit me." He scolded so fiercely that God stopped and the thunder closed the clouds, slowly. Slowly clearing. Zhang Awei was still scolding: "Why don't you hit me? Don't you dare to hit me anymore? Why do you dare to hit my mother but not me? You hit me instead? It turns out that God bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong."

Zhang was afraid that he would send all the curse words he knew to God, but God would show no reaction. Zhang was afraid that he was tired of scolding, so he fell down in the mud, gasping for breath, and slowly calmed down. Seeing his poor appearance, he laughed out loud: "It turns out that scolding people is quite refreshing."

I picked up the jade slips, wiped off the dirt, and held the white jade piece and swore that from today on, I will never be afraid again!

Unfortunately, words are useless. If words are useful, why should thousands of monks practice hard?

Zhang Wen reached the top level of Qi refining stage at the age of sixteen. After discussing with Taoist Zhentian, the head of Zhenru summoned him to Ziguang Pavilion to concentrate on his cultivation.

When the order came, Zhang Wen went to the Conquering Hall to hand over the black iron and white jade key and returned to the hut to pack his luggage. When he saw the pile of so-called armor, he couldn't help but laugh. This pile of tatters could be turned into ashes with a snap of his fingers. He had actually relied on it as a treasure and simply stopped going out with his hands behind his back. His eyes wandered around the Ten Thousand Beast Cave, thatched hut, and empty field, and he felt a little excited: "I finally left here, and my uncles recognized me!"

He picked up the three puppies, used the wind technique, and a figure galloped towards the main peak of Tianlei Mountain.

Chaotianmen is the main gate of Tianlei Taoist Temple. Six huge pillars support the high eaves, and a plaque hangs below with three characters, Chaotianmen. Behind the door is a spacious stone street, with more than a dozen shops scattered on both sides of the road, selling spiritual stones, jade, magic weapons and other items.

When he was a child, Zhang Wen loved this road because there were always many people there. However, after being bullied and laughed at several times, he never came again. Now that I set foot on this road again, I still feel a little uneasy.

There are many low-level disciples in Tianlei Mountain, and shops on the street are opened for them to buy and sell low-level magic weapons to facilitate everyone's cultivation. Therefore, most of the people walking on the street are Qi Refining Stage disciples.

Zhang Ain walked along the street and looked at the magic weapons in the store, including knives, swords and stoves and herbs. It can be said that there is a dazzling array of items. Zhang was afraid of being dazzled, he had never seen these things before. When I was young, I heard someone say that monks must cultivate magic weapons, which can protect their lives and defend against enemies. Good magic weapons can also promote their cultivation. But how can he have the strength to do these things?

My eyes were hot when I saw it. I liked this one and wanted that one, but I had no money in my pocket. Alas, I sighed longly and lowered my head to tease the puppy in my arms.

Standing in the middle of the street was a boy of fourteen or five years old, holding a magic sword in his hand. He kept looking at the people passing by. When he saw Zhang Ping, his eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, senior brother."

Zhang was afraid of ignoring him and still moved forward slowly. The young man came to him in a few steps, clasped his fists and said, "Senior brother, please stay." Only then did Zhang Wen realize that the young man was calling him, and he felt very happy. He never thought that I could also be a senior brother. Not adaptable.

He stopped and asked the young man what was going on. The young man said: "My name is Liu Qi. I dare to ask my senior brother if he has any advanced elixirs? I will exchange the low-level elixirs for the high-level qi refining to the top level with the high-level magic sword." After speaking, he offered the sword in his hand.

Advanced elixirs are extremely valuable. When you have reached the highest level of cultivation and are stuck in a bottleneck and cannot upgrade, you can take the corresponding advanced elixirs to seek a breakthrough. For example, from the top level of Qi Refining to the initial level of Foundation Building, or from the primary level to the intermediate level, etc., the ingredients of advanced elixirs at different stages are different, but they are collectively called advanced elixirs.

Zhang Ai used his spiritual consciousness to scan the young man and knew that he was a high-level Qi Refining disciple whose cultivation level was lower than his own. I scanned the magic sword again, but my spiritual consciousness couldn't penetrate it. This sword was either made by a master in the foundation-building stage, or it had powerful restrictions. It was indeed a good thing for me. However, he did not have the advanced elixir, so he smiled and said, "Sorry, I don't have that elixir."

"No?" Liu Qi was a little disappointed, and then asked: "Brother, are there any brothers at the same level as you? You guys practice together, so you must have a good relationship. Tell me, and if the exchange is successful, I will give you some spiritual stones. ”

Zhang Awei laughed at himself: "I practice alone, I don't have any close classmates." As he said this, he wanted to leave, but Liu Qi persisted: "Practice alone? Senior brother must be a disciple of a certain uncle. He practices in the cave. Senior brother is really lucky. Okay, you can become a master during the Qi refining period." Seeing the puppy in his hand, Zhang Wen said, "Is this a monster? Senior brother is so powerful, he can control three of them. Why does this have no spiritual energy? , know how to restrain your spiritual energy? Oh my god, senior brother, you are so awesome!"

Zhang was afraid of being teased by him, so he suppressed a smile and explained: "This is not a spiritual beast, it is just an ordinary puppy."

"Ah? Ah!" Liu Qi made a big fuss and was a little embarrassed. He changed the subject and continued: "These little guys are quite cute. Don't you know the name of my senior brother?"

Zhang Afraid replied: "My name is Zhang Afraid."

"Ah? Your name is Zhang Ping?" Liu Qi thought of something.

Zhang was afraid that he had not made it clear, so he continued: "The Dharma name is Hongwu."