Volume 1 Chapter 2 Zhang Pa Pa Lei
Chapter 2 Zhang Pa Pa Lei ()
The Purple Light Pavilion of Tianlei Taoist Temple is the temple for the elite disciples of the Qi Refining Stage to practice. It can be said that more than 80% of the disciples of the Purple Light Pavilion can enter the foundation building stage, so the Purple Light Pavilion is the place where the low-level disciples of the sect are trying their best to squeeze in. As for the division of cultivation realms, it starts from the Qi Refining Stage and progresses in order from Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Dan Formation, Yuanying, etc. Each level is further divided into the primary, intermediate, advanced, and top levels. Except for the Qi Refining Stage, each other advancement is extremely difficult. As long as the advancement is successful, the mana will increase and the life span will be extended. Moreover, according to legend, breaking through the top level of Yuanying can make you a god. God, can you become a god? Thinking about it makes your blood boil, so there are hundreds of millions of people who have devoted themselves to the journey of cultivation.
After Zhang Pa went to the mountain at the age of two, he was afraid of everything. He shouted and cried all day long, which made everyone very annoyed. Naturally, no one liked him and was willing to talk to him. When he grew up, he was directly sent by the head of the sect to guard the cave of all beasts, and everyone turned a blind eye to him.
The Heavenly Thunder Divine Art is an entry-level Taoist method. Whether the disciples have comprehension and talent depends on how well they practice the Heavenly Thunder Divine Art. Generally speaking, if they practice to the middle stage of Qi Refining before the age of fifteen, they are considered outstanding disciples and can enter the Purple Light Pavilion for practice. Zhang Pa had already practiced to this level when he was thirteen years old, which surprised many people. Although the masters hated his timidity, they had to admit that he had some talent. You have to know that other people practiced with the guidance of their masters and brothers. Because of Zhang Pa's unlucky personality, no one wanted to talk to him. A man does not live like a man, and he is cowardly and shameful. Naturally, no one can explain to him how to practice.
Zhang Pa relied entirely on his own fantasy, hard work and practice to reach such a level, which of course surprised people. The thirteen monks of the Purple Light Pavilion agreed that when he had some results in Qi Refining, they would pass on the Calming Heart Technique to him, so that he could strengthen his mind and clarify his ambitions, which could also be regarded as cultivating a talent for Tianlei Mountain.
But Zhang Pa didn't know all this. He only knew that no one wanted to talk to him, that he could read the books in the Sutra Library at will, and that only the three puppies really liked him.
After being taught a lesson by the disciple, Zhang Pa was a little depressed and lost interest in practicing. He went to the spring to prepare food for the three puppies. While he was busy, the sky turned cloudy and the wind started to blow. Zhang Pa's face changed, and he looked at the sky carefully. He secretly said that it was not good. He quickly ran back to the hut, covered himself and the three puppies with a quilt, and covered his ears tightly, reciting scriptures in his mouth.
The sky outside was getting cloudy and the wind was getting stronger. The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and then a flash of lightning passed by, and a rumbling sound came from the air, thunder, and rain.
Although the hut was small, it was very strong. It was still standing despite the thunder and lightning outside. It was just that it could block the wind and rain, but it could not block the thunder. Zhang Pa shivered under the quilt in the house. Every time the thunder sounded outside, Zhang Pa shivered violently. A quarter of an hour later, the thunder became stronger and louder. Finally, Zhang Pa could no longer bear it. The scriptures he was reciting were interrupted. He suddenly shoveled open the quilt and screamed wildly.
The miserable voice and thunder continued to spread in the mountains. After an hour of torture, the rain slowly subsided and the thunder disappeared. At this time, Zhang Pa could no longer move. He lay on the bed with a pale face, his hands and feet were weak, his whole body was weak and sweaty, and he would occasionally twitch a few times.
A few miles away, at the main peak of Tianlei Mountain, some disciples whispered, "That waste is going to scream again." "Coward, he is afraid of thunder, just die." There were also kind people, "Is he okay?" "What can happen? He has been like this for more than ten years. He is afraid of everything. It's better to die. The sooner he dies, the sooner he will be free, and he won't have to be afraid anymore."
In Ziguang Pavilion, the great monk Zhentian Daoren was flying in the air, with mist steaming around him. Not far away, a huge sword stood out of thin air, the sword body was bright, and there were flashes of lightning from time to time. Taoist Zhentian held the magic formula in his hand and hit the giant sword. The giant sword began to shrink and the electric light began to decrease until the giant sword shrank to three feet long. The electric light on the sword disappeared and turned into an ordinary iron sword. Taoist Zhentian moved his mind and the iron sword instantly returned to the sheath. Taoist Zhentian let out a long breath and fell down.
In the lobby on the first floor of Ziguang Pavilion, a Taoist priest in plain robes was drinking tea. Taoist Zhentian felt his presence before he entered the room and said loudly: "Master, you have this elegance. Come to my place for tea." Taoist Zhentian laughed: "You can practice the Heavenly Thunder Divine Art like this to absorb the thunder power and electric energy. Only you, my junior brother, have this ability."
Taoist Zhentian was slightly pleased, but he said modestly: "You are teasing me again. I am a stupid person with a stupid way." He changed the subject and asked Taoist Zhenru: "Brother Zhenru, it rains God came here, not just talking about me. Xing had to use the against Skybrace to take him down the mountain and live a happy life. It is a pity that people have been cultivated alone. Unfortunately, it is a pity that it has no progress in the past three years.
Taoist Zhentian snorted coldly: "What? Play with the big snake. After being caught for a year, Zhenyi is almost living in the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave. Speaking of which, the snake is really powerful. It was injured in the Beast Refining Cauldron and there are restrictions, but it can never be subdued. Zhenyi, that idiot, was injured every other day and almost ate up all my pills. Yesterday, he came back with internal injuries and was sent by me to dig medicine."
Master Zhenru looked serious: "We are lucky to be able to capture such a magical creature. In my opinion, we should use the Beast Refining Cauldron to capture it as soon as possible. If the snake's injuries heal one day, I doubt whether the Beast Refining Cauldron can trap it."
Taoist Zhentian nodded: "Well, I will persuade him again."
"Tell him to give him another half a month. If he can't form a heart agreement, he will be subdued by force. It is better for the snake to lose some of its magical powers than to destroy Tianlei Mountain."
The rain gradually stopped, and the three puppies were scratching the door, wanting to go out to play. Zhang Pa was still lying on the bed. After a long rest, he barely recovered some strength and stood up to meditate. In three breaths, he circulated the skills throughout his body 9981 times, and finally he was really recovered. He went downstairs to open the door for the dog. In his heart, he kept blaming himself, why was he so cowardly, and was so scared just by hearing thunder?
Zhang Pa decided to temporarily give up the Wings of the Wind God and focus on the Heavenly Thunder Divine Skill. The senior brother who taught me the skills said that as long as I reached a high level, he would teach me the Calming Heart Technique. After practicing the Calming Heart Technique, I would no longer be timid and afraid of everything.
From that day on, Zhang Pa concentrated on practicing the Heavenly Thunder Skill. Half a month passed before he knew it. He felt like he had found something. Maybe his skills had improved greatly? He was happy and wanted to try the magic. At this time, Master Zhenyi came.
Master Zhenyi knew how to open the restriction of the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave, so Zhang Pa usually left after greeting him. Today, Master Zhenyi asked him to enter the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave Heaven together. Zhang Pa dared not disobey.
Entered the cave in the cave again, which is the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave Heaven. At the fork in the road, Master Zhenyi led Zhang Pa to the path on the left. This path was much farther than the shrine. After walking for more than two miles, they saw another cave.
Zhenyi waved his hand to unlock the restriction and let Zhang Pa enter with him. Zhang Pa was timid and a little afraid. Master Zhenyi was unhappy: "What are you afraid of? I don't want you to capture monsters, just stand at the cave door." Zhang Pa had to follow him into the cave.
Zhang Pa knew that this cave was transformed from a beast refining cauldron, and there was a big snake trapped inside. The big snake was extremely ferocious. Master Zhenyi wanted to make a life and death agreement with the big snake.
After carefully entering the cave, Master Zhenyi handed him an umbrella and told him: "When I say release, you throw the umbrella out. Did you hear me?" Zhang Pa said he remembered it.