The Monk

Chapter 803 The magic circle disappears

Looking sideways at the ground beneath the feet of the trapped cultivator and the ground under his nose, there was no change at all, not even a dent. Obviously, as long as it is trapped in this formation, the land is the same as people. Although it withstands huge force, it does not cause any changes or harm.

Zhang was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable after lying down for a while. It would be the same for anyone else. If he could sleep on his stomach with a weighing weight of 1,800 kilograms on his back and still feel comfortable, well, he must be a dead person.

Zhang was afraid that he was not a dead person, so he would not be willing to lie down and suffer, so the two gods merged into one again, forced himself to stand up, and then walked out of the magic circle step by step. The divine tears on his chest crazily supplied spiritual power again and again, making him arrogant again.

Zhang Tianfang looked surprised and asked: "What did you do? Teach me? Let me play too."

Zhang Weijing finally walked out of the magic circle. Hearing Zhang Tianfang speak, he felt angry. The first thing he said was: "Play with your head, just stay there." After saying that, he inspected the Divine Tears. Fortunately, there were many spirits in them. Entering the formation twice does not consume much spiritual energy. Looking at his own situation again, it was obvious that there was no need to check at all. His two battles brought direct changes to his body. To put it simply, he became stronger.

how so? Looking at the magic circle with doubt, is this place used by experts for cultivation? The magic circle does not hurt people, but can protect people and suppress people's power. It is really like the weird magic spells used in some sects' exercises, but it is not as exaggerated as the magic circle in front of you.

Carefully recalling the feeling when he just landed, he understood a little bit in his heart. When he was in the air and his feet were not touching the ground, the magic circle sucked him into the circle; when his body touched the ground, the suction force disappeared and the pressure everywhere was crazy. Surge, it seems that pressure will only appear when the body is in contact with the earth.

After thinking about it for a while, a sentence appeared in my mind for no reason. The more I thought about it, the less I could find a clue. He thought this was a good idea, so he quickly threw away all his thoughts and lay down to rest. The top monks watching the excitement on the mountain ridge were greatly impressed. This guy is really not an ordinary person. Fortunately, he was not offended just now.

Now that Divine Tears were helping and he knew that the magic circle could help him exercise, he had other ideas. From that day on, Zhang Wen would jump in every two hours to play for a while. For the first ten days or so, he consumed a huge amount of spiritual energy and tormented himself every time he entered. As he came in and out more and more often, the situation gradually improved. Until forty-nine days later, his body was at least three times larger than when he first arrived. His bones and muscles were as hard as iron, and his blood and spiritual energy were all gone. Needless to say, it is extremely powerful. These changes made him very happy. He didn't expect that he could practice while walking and become stronger.

His body was already very strong. After several marrow-cutting exercises and the top-level Nascent Soul cultivation level, he was already extremely strong. After this training, his strength increased by three times. He should be able to fight the Lin Beast in hand-to-hand combat.

On the fiftieth day, I jumped out of the magic circle as usual. After I walked out, I checked my body and found that the growth of my body had become slower, and the spiritual energy consumed in the tears of the gods was much less. In the past, taking one step in the magic circle would easily consume all my body. There is still spiritual power left after taking one step at this time.

My guess is that it has reached the maximum limit of the magic circle.

From this day on, it became easier to enter the formation and practice, and it became easier day by day. By the sixtieth day, he could support his body and easily exit the formation in one breath. After exiting the formation, he could just sit cross-legged and meditate, without spending any additional energy from the Divine Tears.

The sixty days he had passed were definitely sixty days of great benefit to Zhang Ai. After reaching the top level of self-cultivation, his cultivation basically stagnated. Unexpectedly, he would make progress again at this time. He was so powerful that it was unbelievable. I was just happy, thinking about tossing it for another month to strengthen my body, but I didn’t expect another change.

On the sixty-first day, he just walked out of the magic circle. As soon as he sat down to meditate and adjust his breath, more than 300 people in the magic circle suddenly became able to move. When this change occurred, not only the monks watching the excitement on the mountain ridge were confused, but also the more than 300 people in the formation were confused. Some fell down, some jumped straight up, some shouted, and some were dumbfounded with laughter. Yes, none of the Nascent Soul masters could understand why they suddenly got out of trouble.

None of the eleven people on the mountain ridge have left these days. Every day they watch Zhang Awei, who is like a lunatic, doing crazy things. They were highly skilled in cultivation and discerning, and it only took them two days to see that Zhang Wen was practicing with the magic circle. The eleven people were completely shocked. Is this guy still a human? Twenty top-level experts were trapped inside, unable to move a finger, but this lunatic could come in and out freely to practice with the magic circle?

Well, this bastard cannot be treated by ordinary people. Eleven masters of the world, on the one hand they look at Zhang with envy and are afraid of trouble, but on the other hand they are jealous in their hearts. Why can he do it but I can't? Some people thought about doing what Zhang Wen did, but after thinking about it for a long time, they finally gave up. As for Twenty-Four Stars, Qingliu, Yao Meier and others, they only looked at Zhang Ai with hatred. The more powerful this bastard is, the less safe their family clan will be, and the less able they will be to take revenge.

Especially Yao Meier, despite being unwilling, she was still unwilling. Zhang was afraid of causing trouble in the Yao family by himself and killed the six-armed beast, the guardian beast of the Yao family, forcing the Yao family to hide in a cave. This was a previous enmity. It's a pity that the old grudge has not been avenged, and a new hatred has been added. When Zhang Pingcai came here, Yao Meier hid the Yao family's strange medicine Wuwei powder in the forest, intending to make a profit, but Zhang Ping, that bastard, yelled at him Broken, all the top monks have been hostile to her.

I hesitated several times in my heart, thinking about it over and over again, and still wanted to kill Zhang Awei, but the opportunity was hard to find. Just as they were distressed, the more than 300 people below suddenly became able to move. Yao Meier was shocked. Could it be that bastard who broke the magic circle?

Everyone thought so, except Zhang Afraid, who definitely knew that he didn't do it. But I also don’t understand why the magic circle loses its power?

Regardless of whether everyone understood it or not, the magic circle did disappear. More than 300 people in the circle moved at the same time and left the valley. Among them was a fat white Nascent Soul, flying into the mountains in a hurry.

As soon as the fat white Yuanying moved, a cultivator discovered him, and this group of people had to survive. They were greedy again and wanted to capture the Yuanying. They all showed their bodies and pounced on him, but they heard someone say coldly in their ears: "He is Mine." A bald-headed guy appeared silently, reached out with his right palm, grabbed Nascent Soul, and muttered something he had already said before: "Why bother?" He put it into the big walnut on his chest.

This man was Zhang Ping. Others saw his bald head and saw how ferocious he was these days. No one dared to have any objections and ran away from the valley.

The magic circle disappeared strangely, and no one was willing to stay in the valley to take risks. More than 300 people flew out of the valley, and stood on the mountain ridge outside the valley in small groups based on their gangs, sects, or closeness. They are all Yuanying masters, and no one is willing to give up the treasure here easily. Even though he had just been freed, he couldn't just leave. He had to linger for a moment or two and only then gave up and left after confirming that there was no hope.

Everyone in the Wuliang Sect didn't know yet that their disciples went to ask Zhang Ain to come and save them, but Song Yinglong had always wanted to be on good terms with Tianleishan. When he saw Zhang Ain now, of course he wanted to talk to Zhang Ain to try to make friends, so he came over alone. Behind him, Ku Wu looked at the two of them thoughtfully, then smiled and followed them.

Zhang Wen had no choice but to stand up and greet him, and the three of them stood together and talked randomly for a while. Zhang Tianfang couldn't stand these vain polite words and said directly to Song Yinglong: "There are still disciples outside the mountain. Why don't you go out and see if you are being bullied?"

Song Yinglong chuckled: "Fellow Daoist, I remind you that Song is leaving." After saying that, he and Ku Wu left. After discussing with everyone in the Wuliang Sect, Song Yinglong led people out of Monster Mountain, leaving only Ku Wu here. He is a top-level monk. If there really is an immortal treasure here, as long as he can get a few words of magic formula, not to mention the possibility of transforming into a god, at least it will be better than thinking hard on his own. With this hope, of course he would not give up and leave.

This was generally the case for other sects. A quarter of an hour later, there were still more than a hundred people left on the mountain ridge, most of whom were high-level cultivators or above. There were only about thirty Nascent Soul intermediate or primary cultivators who were reluctant to leave.

Zhang Ain didn't care what they thought or did. The purpose of his coming was to save Song Yinglong and others. At this time, these people were safe and could leave. He tilted his head and asked Zhang Tianfang, "Are you leaving?"

Zhang Tianfang had never understood it since he entered the valley, and asked him: "Why is the magic circle gone?" While talking, he ran around in the valley for a while, carrying the ghost knife and slashing here and there.

Zhang was afraid that he had no choice but to go into the valley and drag Zhang Tianfang back. At this time, Beidi Toutuo Tongmu came to him and spoke. He came here alone and had no close friends. He only knew Zhang Afraid and Zhang Tianfang and came to say hello. Zhang Wei smiled and said, "No monk can resist the temptation."

Tongmu's face turned red, and he praised Zhang Ying: "Fellow Taoist is still very powerful. I can't move even an inch, but you can walk back and forth in the formation. No wonder you can kill the Ghost Emperor easily."

Zhang Awei laughed, shook his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Killing the Ghost Emperor is definitely not easy, and I didn't kill him."

Tongmu thought he was being humble and chimed in with a few words. At this time, Song Yinglong entered the mountain again. When he saw Zhang Ai, he ran straight over and bowed. After he came out of the mountain, he received a report from his disciples, and then he knew why Zhang Wen came here. If you think about it carefully, neither the Wuliang Sect nor Song Yinglong himself has a deep relationship with Tianleishan and Zhang Ai. But when people heard the news, they didn't hesitate and came to help despite the danger. This is a great kindness! Regardless of whether the magic circle was broken by Zhang Wei, this feeling must be kept in mind.

He bowed and Zhang was afraid to return the bow. Curious, Ku Wujian inquired briefly and understood what was going on. He hurriedly bowed deeply to Zhang Wen together with Song Yinglong. Their troubles attracted the attention of more than a hundred cultivators who were left behind. They didn't understand what was going on, and they wanted to eavesdrop, but were afraid of offending them. They could only peek with their eyes, but did not dare to scan with their souls.

Tongmu was standing opposite talking to Zhang Afraid. Hearing the whole thing, he praised him even more: "When I was in Beidi, I felt that my Taoist friend was different. He is really kind. It is a blessing for Tongmu to meet him by chance."

Zhang Awei waved his hands repeatedly: "Stop filling in the mess, I haven't done anything, so stop fooling around."

Warlocks have always looked down upon monks, but Zhang was afraid that this monk was an exception. Tongmu felt close to him and would not leave him, and kept talking endlessly.