Zhang Sheng was a little confused.
Since he cultivated the Dao Foundation, the Immortal Sword Zhanxu has never tried its edge. In several battles, only a handful of Green Silk Rain was enough. Could it be that the first time Zhanxu was unsheathed was Zhantie?
If the fairy sword had a spirit, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would run away from home.
"Junior brother, please take action!" Yu Zhizhuo urged again.
Zhang Sheng came back to his senses. At this moment, he couldn't say he was sad, he was just indescribably confused. He didn't understand that he was a prodigy of his generation, so talented. He had always been advancing against the odds with his invincible Taoist heart. How could he become like this in his cultivation of immortality?
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But Zhang Sheng was true to his word. Since this task had already been carried out, there was no reason to go back on what he had promised. He sighed inwardly, and a gray sword energy as thin as a hair shot out from the pupil of his left eye, circling like a dragon.
A week later, it suddenly returned to Zhang Sheng's eyes.
The metal lump made no movement at first. After a while, it made a few crackling sounds, and several pieces on the surface slowly slipped away, revealing a square core material inside.
Yu Zhizhuo didn't even bother to say thank you to Zhang Sheng, he rushed towards it and looked carefully at the mirror-smooth surface of the cube, his face almost touching it.
He hugged the cube and refused to let go. He said hello several times, laughed loudly, and kissed it from time to time. He had long forgotten about Zhang Sheng.
Fortunately, at this time, a sensible disciple of Tiangong Hall had already presented him with a heavy silver bag, so Zhang Sheng did not fall out on the spot.
After receiving the immortal silver, Zhang Sheng turned around and left.
Only then did Yu Zhizhuo react. He quickly caught up with him and said repeatedly: "Junior brother, you are a great talent! Zhanxu's reputation is well-deserved! Our Tiangong Palace really needs this sword from junior brother. I will never bother junior brother again in the future..."
"No next time!" Zhang Sheng answered resolutely, then soared into the sky and disappeared in an instant.
After a while, Zhang Sheng walked into the Creation Temple, handed over the silver bag he had just received, and exchanged it for three bottles of light Pei Yuan Dan. After walking around in the Weiyuan courtyard, Zhang Sheng felt refreshed again.
He looked up at the moon, feeling confused: What kind of immortality was he cultivating?
Wei Yuan was also at a loss. He didn't understand why he was scolded even though he had made great progress in his studies. Could it be because he didn't tell Zhang Sheng's fortune?
Wei Yuan has been practicing divination for the past few days, and he has to give Zhang Sheng several hexagrams every day, and he almost loses his fortune. However, the hexagrams are similar, and the one thing they have in common is that they all lead to loss of wealth. So Zhang Sheng did not mention the fortune telling today.
, Wei Yuan was too happy to say anything.
A few days later.
On the way up the mountain from Tiangong Hall, Yu Zhizhuo smiled broadly and introduced the scenery to Zhang Sheng.
After a while, the two people appeared in a side hall. Yu Gong pointed to a piece of metal on the table that was the size of a palm and one finger thick and said, "Junior brother, please help me and cut this thing into a hundred pieces."
There are also more than a dozen curious disciples of Tiangong Hall in the side hall, waiting to see the style of the immortal sword.
The gray air disappeared in a flash.
Zhang Sheng said calmly: "One hundred and fifty tablets, you're welcome."
"Hey? It's thin, it's thin! I have to ask my junior brother to cut it again! Who are you looking at? It's you! Go to the warehouse and take out another piece!"
After reprimanding his disciple, Yu Zhizhuo said to Zhang Sheng: "I'm really sorry, I blame me for not making it clear just now. But I have other uses for the piece I cut out, so this time I will double the reward for my junior fellow apprentice! Come here!"
A sensible disciple from Tiangong Hall had already brought a big silver bag to him.
Seeing the size of the silver bag clearly, the murderous look in Zhang Sheng's eyes disappeared without a trace.
A few days later.
Yu Zhizhuo's face was full of excitement, he rubbed his hands and said: "This thunder dragon wood is rare in the world! I have to trouble my junior brother to cut it into shreds!"
At this time, naturally one of the sensible disciples from Tiangong Hall carried a silver bag on his back.
A few more days.
"Junior brother, please look at this! This piece of tea has been growing for 27,000 years, and it is the best in the world! Next month is the birthday banquet of the ancestor. I also ask my junior brother to carve this "Spring Banquet Picture" and add the most beautiful flower of the ancestor.
Love the peonies!”
Seeing the silver bag brought up by the two sensible disciples, Zhang Sheng took action with his fairy sword and carved flowers on the tea.
A few more days.
Zhang Sheng threw a bag of Peiyuan Pills in front of Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan seemed to have something on his mind, which could not be hidden from Zhang Sheng's eyes, so he said impatiently: "If you have anything to say, please tell me!"
Wei Yuan also knew that the teacher had been irritable recently, but when it came to cultivation, it was impossible not to say anything, so he said: "My disciple's cultivation has not been going well recently. I feel like something is wrong."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Sheng, who had just chopped a piece of ancient dragon meat into minced meat, suddenly became angry and his voice rose an octave: "What qualifications do you have to have trouble practicing?"
Wei Yuan was stunned and didn't know how to reply. Isn't it normal for cultivation to be difficult? If it was always smooth sailing, what kind of genius would he be?
Zhang Sheng also realized that his reaction was wrong. He suppressed his annoyance and lowered his voice and said, "It is common to encounter difficulties in cultivation. There is no need to panic. Please talk to me carefully first."
Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this was his teacher. But at this moment, another voice came out from the bottom of his heart: That was the true face of the teacher just now!
Wei Yuan quickly cleared that voice from the bottom of his heart, and then said: "The size of my visualization picture is about eight times the largest recorded in history, in all directions. According to the method taught by the teacher of Heaven and Earth Theory, I calculated
It turns out that the volume of my visualization diagram is at least five hundred times larger than that of my classmates. These days, I have consulted many scriptures and found out the progress of practicing the body casting in ten days, or taking a Peiyuan Pill to fill and improve the visualization diagram.
The others are almost the same. But my physical strength is only seven or eight times that of ordinary disciples. In other words, five hundred times the potency of the medicine has gone somewhere."
"So that's what happened!" Zhang Sheng laughed, hit Wei Yuan on the head, and made a metallic echo, saying: "You are not satisfied with your physical body being seven or eight times stronger than others? What else do you want? This is
Taichu Palace! Huh? Wait, why is your physical body only seven or eight times stronger? What are you comparing it to?"
"Tianji disciple of Mingwang Palace." Wei Yuan looked worried.
Taichu Palace Mingwang Palace specializes in refining physical skills. Most of his disciples, Dao Ji, are mountains, boulders, diamonds, etc. Their physical bodies are powerful and not inferior to those of Buddhism.
Zhang Sheng was silent for a moment and then said: "Perhaps the spiritual power that has escaped is not as much as you think. This matter should not be a serious problem for you. I will ask the teacher for advice and I will give you an answer in a few days."
Only a moment later, Master Fenhai appeared in front of Wei Yuan.
"What went wrong in your cultivation? Show it to Master quickly!" Master Fenhai didn't stop for a moment, carefully checking Wei Yuan's body.
But after spending several hours, Master Fenhai didn't know where the spiritual energy had gone. The only thing that was certain was that the spiritual energy and medicine were still in Wei Yuan's body.
In the end, Master Fenhai came to the conclusion that maybe Wei Yuan could not digest so much medicinal power for the time being, so the excess was temporarily stored somewhere, but this was at least not a bad thing. Master Fenhai would go back and check the dictionary, and if there was anything he didn’t understand, he would go there Please ask True Lord Xuanyue to let Wei Yuan continue to practice without thinking about anything else.
When Master Fenhai left, Wei Yuan seemed to see a hint of resentment in Zhang Sheng's eyes.
With the words of Master Fenhai, Wei Yuan felt much more at ease and continued to take pills and swallow moonlight.
In the visualization picture, the moonlight is gushing out, and the jade toad cannot swallow it, and the excess moonlight turns into a misty drizzle. The ground is constantly filling up bit by bit, turning from illusion into reality.
While swallowing the moonlight, Wei Yuan suddenly felt that there was something more in the full moon in the sky. When he looked carefully, he found that at some point there was a little more shadow in the full moon.
Chapter completed!