The Monk

Chapter 9 Refining the Divine Comedy()

There is an unwritten rule in Tianlei Taoist Temple. Most of the disciples who are personally given the title of Dharma by their master are very good. For example, the leader Zhenru, the great monk Zhentian of Ziguang Pavilion, Hongcheng Hongtu, the top disciple of Ziguang Pavilion in the Qi refining period, etc. To put it bluntly, these people are either the current elite core of Tianlei Mountain or the future elite core, so they are given legal titles to show the difference.

As the largest sect in the Yue Kingdom, Tianlei Taoist Temple wants to maintain its fame and glory, so of course it must cultivate direct lineage elites. Looking around the world, every sect will do this, but in different ways.

However, Zhang is one of the few exceptions. Some orphans were adopted by the Taoist temple without names or surnames. Of course, they were given names by the headmaster. Zhang was one of them. As for the origin of the word "Zhang fear", it means that when he opens his mouth, he shouts "fear".

Zhang Wen was so famous in Tianlei Mountain. Of course Liu Qi had heard of it. He looked around and asked in a low voice, "Brother, are you really afraid of everything?"

Only then did Zhang Ping understand the meaning of Liu Qi's expression. His expression changed slightly and he said coldly: "Farewell."

Liu Qi grabbed him: "Brother, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean it like that, I'm just a little curious."

Zhang was afraid that his words would be cold: "What do you mean?" After saying that, he walked away.

He walked away angrily and was noticed by others. Someone recognized him and asked, "Isn't that a coward? What are you doing on the main peak?" He asked his companions to come and see him, but they were also puzzled: "The top level? How did you achieve it? "

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the street: "Has the useless person cultivated to the top level?" "It's just that useless person. So what if he cultivated to the core level? He's not afraid of anything, but he's still a useless person?"

Zhang Wen's senses were so sensitive that he heard many humiliating words in his ears. His face became redder, his eyes became colder, and he walked faster. It was just that he was humiliated and uncomfortable. The short journey made him feel like he was reaching the sky. It was very difficult to walk.

After finally leaving the street, the hustle and bustle in the street had nothing to do with me anymore, and I had no interest in the magical artifacts and jade in the shop. The anger in my heart turned into ambition: "One day, I will let you know that I am not afraid of anything! I want to Even more powerful than the leader!"

Ziguang Pavilion is located on the right peak of Tianlei Mountain. After passing the neighborhood, turn right and there is a stone path. About three miles away, there is a stone staircase with nearly a thousand steps. At the end, there is a pavilion with dozens of large and small pavilions, vaguely covered by purple energy. It is surrounded by white light, so it is called Ziguang Pavilion. This is where the elite disciples among the tens of thousands of disciples in Tianlei Mountain are located.

The arrival of Zhang Ai surprised the disciples of Ziguang Pavilion. Firstly, the trash could practice so fast, and secondly, the trash also entered Ziguang Pavilion.

Taoist Zhentian was sitting in the lobby of the main building of Ziguang Pavilion, accepting the kowtow from Zhang Wen. Zhang was afraid that he would have to hold his hands on the ground when kneeling, so he had no choice but to let go of the three puppies. The puppies had a lot of fun, running around in the lobby and even raising their hind legs to urinate and mark their territory. Taoist Zhentian was very angry and yelled: "Absurd!" He raised his right hand slightly, formed a seal out of thin air, and shot three puppies, holding them in place.

Zhang was afraid and said in a hurry: "Uncle, please spare my life."

Zhentian became even more angry and said coldly: "Do you think I have the same knowledge as an animal?"

Zhang was afraid that he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only keep kowtowing: "I know my mistake, please forgive me, uncle."

Taoist Zhentian snorted coldly: "Let Hongyuan come." A disciple outside the door went to summon Hongyuan.

Not long after, Hongyuan ran over quickly and knocked at the door: "Disciple pays homage to master."

Zhentian didn't want to talk to Zhang Ping more, so he ordered Hongyuan: "Take him there, you will be responsible for teaching the exercises." After saying that, he got up and entered the back hall.

Zhang Ain knew Hongyuan, one of the few foundation-building disciples of Ziguang Pavilion, a direct disciple of Taoist Zhentian, and a disciple of Tianlei Mountain. When he was in the Cave of Ten Thousand Beasts, it was Hongyuan who tested his skills.

Zhang Ai stood up and saluted respectfully: "Greetings, senior brother." Hongyuan waved his hand and said: "Follow me." Turning around and walking out, Zhang Ai hurriedly picked up the three puppies and followed.

The two of them walked to a two-story building on the outermost side of Ziguang Pavilion. After entering, there were twelve rooms upstairs and downstairs except for the lobby on the first floor. Hongyuan said: "The eight rooms upstairs are full. You can choose among them downstairs." Live in a house, go to the cafeteria for meals, and if you don’t understand anything, just ask me, I live in the building next door.”

Zhang Weijing wrote them down one by one, and Hongyuan said again: "Master asked me to teach you the skills. Apart from the Tianlei Mind Technique, what do you want to learn?" As he spoke, he threw out a piece of paper and said, "This is the introduction to the catalog. Let's see what's there. If you’re interested, I’ll get the exercises for you.”

Zhang Ai took it and took a closer look. He saw that the table-sized piece of silk paper was densely written with words. All Zhang Ai could think about was how to stop being afraid. He asked Hong Yuan, "Senior brother, do you have any tricks to develop your courage?" Hong Yuan asked Hong Yuan. He shook his head slightly and sighed in his heart: "What a great qualification, but you are so timid." He said, "Didn't the Master Master teach you the Meditation Technique? Is it useless to practice?" Zhang Awei shook his head hastily: "Of course not, I I want to strengthen my mind and refine it to the point where there is nothing to fear.”

Hongyuan chuckled: "Nothing to be afraid of? As long as you are a human being, you will be afraid. The technique you mentioned does not exist at all. However, there is a technique to train the mind and experience the mind. However, this technique is difficult to practice. It has not been practiced for hundreds of years. People make it through practice.”

Zhang Ying was surprised when he heard this: "What technique? No one has mastered it?"

Hongyuan comforted him: "Don't worry, no one has mastered it because there are only a few people practicing this technique. It's not surprising if you can't master it." Hongyuan pointed at a place written on the silk: "Refining the Divine Comedy, it is said that it is very difficult to practice. It is difficult to increase the cultivation level, but the advantage is that after it is refined, it can multi-task and its spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful. "

Zhang Ai read the introduction in the silk book. The eight methods of kung fu were all about how to split spiritual consciousness. He stuck out his tongue after reading it and said, "Will practicing kung fu like this make people schizophrenic?"

Hongyuan nodded: "I heard that's the case. Uncle Houshan's crazy master is the one who practices this crazy thing, but I've never seen him."

Zhang is afraid of hesitation. If he practices this, he will go crazy. But if he doesn't practice, he will be ridiculed for being a coward all his life. It's really hard to make a choice.

Hongyuan said calmly: "Are you afraid? Choose something else. After building the foundation, you can go out and practice. The world is big, and there is always a method that can make you no longer timid."

Hong Yuan persuaded him with good intentions, but it stung Zhang Afraid's shame. The senior brother said I'm afraid, am I afraid? What's so scary? Even being crazy is better than being afraid all day long!

He made up his mind immediately: "If I don't choose, just practice it and practice the Divine Comedy!"

Hongyuan looked at Zhang Afraid in surprise, with a smile on his lips: "Okay, junior brother, wait a moment, I'll get the technique."

After half a stick of incense, Hongyuan came back and brought a piece of white jade to Zhang Wen: "This is a jade slip of the exercise method. It is a copy. It will be destroyed directly after being made." He then took out a storage bag and handed it to Zhang Wen: "There are some in it. Money, as well as the Ziguang Pavilion Taoist robe and waist badge, put it on him." He also gave some other instructions and left.

Zhang Ping went back to his house and took out everything in the storage bag, including two sets of purple silk robes, underwear, shoes and socks. Then there is a purple jade plaque with three words written on it, Ziguang Pavilion. The rest is money, a small pile of gold and a small pile of various spiritual stones.

Gold is a common currency in the world, and it is always used for food and accommodation. Spiritual stones are the currency used in the world of cultivation. They are divided into five grades according to their grades. One hundred is added to one. The pile of spiritual stones that Zhang Ping feared were the lowest grade first-grade spiritual stones, with a total of thirteen pieces. That means he only has thirteen dollars.

This was the first time in so many years that he had his own money. Zhang Wen was very happy and played with it for a long time before looking at the jade slip. At this time, someone seemed to have entered the building outside, and several puppies started barking. Zhang Awei slapped his forehead and forgot about it, and hurriedly arranged a barrier to isolate the sound, so that the three little guys would not disturb others. Then read the Divine Comedy.

I already felt that this technique was scary when I read the introduction in the silk book, but I was still surprised when I studied it now. It's okay at first. You need to refine your spiritual consciousness, exercise your mental power, and solidify it. But then it becomes scary. You have to split the solidified soul into two parts, or two parts into four parts. The most terrifying thing is that you have to control the split soul to practice together. The Divine Comedy re-trains the mental power and solidifies it again, then splits and refines it again. Only when the soul can be transformed into nine in an instant, and the nine can be transformed into nine again, and the ninety-nine and eighty-one distractions can be transformed into one in an instant, then the practice will be considered complete.

As for the eight methods of dividing gong, they are just eight methods for dividing the soul, for practitioners to choose from.