Volume 1 Chapter 59 Choice

Chapter 59 Choice

Zhenru took out the heaven-defying treasure mirror, and the rays of light shone in the forest like daylight. Then the rays of light gathered to form a golden sword. Zhenru drew the golden sword, handed it to Zhang Wen's hand, and said slowly: "If you hate me, kill me; no. If you hate it, let me go.”

Zhang Ai was shocked: "What? Kill you? Let you go? What is the master uncle talking about?"

Zhenru didn't look at him, turned his back and spoke to him: "I once thought that by being kind to you and letting you get rid of your timidity, I could get rid of your karma and improve your cultivation. In fact, I was lying to myself, and I lied for fifteen years. Sometimes I hate you because a trivial ordinary person caused Yuying's death; I want to abandon you, but you were saved by Yuying..."

Zhang was afraid of being panicked. He held the sword in both hands and knelt down on the ground. He said loudly: "Please take back the golden sword, Master Master."

Just like a move with his right hand, the sword flew up in the air and fell into his hand. He lowered his head and examined it: "The sword is easy to take back, but where is the heart? In another ten or twenty years, my life span will be over. If I can't advance, sooner or later I will just be dead." Once you die, if the karmic obstacles in your heart are not removed, how can you advance? On the day you first formed the elixir, I was wondering if I had done something wrong. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I was not right at all. Since it was all wrong, what should I do? Why bother? I’m here to tell you everything, so that you can choose for me. Good boy, even the Buddhists say you are good, so just help me choose." The golden sword did not move. It flew up and returned to Zhang Ai's hands again.

Zhang Ai hurriedly kowtowed and said hurriedly: "What choice? What choice? The disciple doesn't understand. The disciple only knows that among the tens of thousands of people in Tianlei Mountain, only the head master is really good to me. Ah, and the vacuum master is also good to me. Okay, there are also Senior Uncle Zhentian, Senior Uncle Zhenmu, Senior Uncle Zhenyi, and Senior Brother Hongyuan, but the one who treats me best is the Master Master. How can I kill you? Please take back the sword."

Zhenru turned around and said calmly: "Then you chose to let me go?"

Zhang Weijing became more and more anxious: "Why let him go? I never thought that I would never be able to catch the master master, so how can I let him go?"

Zhen Ru was stunned, and then he smiled coldly, full of self-deprecation: "Yes, I thought wrong again and mistook you for Yuying. It turns out that it was me who couldn't bear to let go. It turned out to be me, haha."

Zhang was afraid that he had never seen Master Zhenru lose his composure before. He was anxious and didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only kowtow repeatedly. Zhenru's eyes slowly softened, she stretched out her hand to support Zhang Wei, and said softly: "I thought wrong again. It's because I can't let go. It's because I'm afraid that Yuying can't let go, but it's all on you. I really care about you." unfair."

Zhang Aifeng said hurriedly: "Disciple is not afraid of these things. Whatever you can't understand, it will be fine for you."

Speaking at this moment, it was as if he had calmed down and returned to the image of the aloof leader. He chuckled and said, "Are you really not afraid? Then are you still afraid of thunder?"

"This, this?" Zhang Wen didn't know how to answer.

"Haha, there is no need to answer. I feel much better after talking to you. It turns out that all the karma in my heart must be attributed to myself. Everything is my own fault, but I have to seek help from the outside world. My nearly two hundred years have been in vain. "Yes." He asked Zhang Ping again: "You really don't blame me?"

"For this, there are many things to blame. I have to blame God, the beasts, and the wrong time and wrong place. I can't explain this, but I definitely don't hate the master uncle."

Zhenru showed a slight smile on her face and said softly: "Thank you, child."

One sentence frightened Zhang Afraid again: "Thank you? What? Why do you want to thank me?"

Zhenru supported him and said loudly: "Stand up straight. Haolai is also a master of pill formation. Do you know what a master of pill formation is? There is only one master of pill formation among cultivators. You must have momentum and grace." Zhenru suddenly wanted to make a joke on him and asked: "But you are a master of pill formation. You have already formed pills. What are you going to do next? Should you continue to practice or participate in a round of battles?"

"Challenge? No, no, no, my disciple has not practiced enough and cannot go to chariot. However, I want to join the world and practice." Zhang Ain said hurriedly.

"Practice in the world? Do you want to go down the mountain?" Zhenru was stunned by what he said: "What? You know that your parents were killed because of me, so you can't stay on the mountain anymore?"

"No, I feel that practicing on the mountain for hundreds of years is too boring, so I want to join the world and see it." Zhang Wen said seriously.

Zhenru looked at his young face and smiled slightly: "That's right, Boring, I forgot that you are only seventeen years old, you are so young. When I was your age, I had just established the foundation not long ago, and I was looking for people to fight all day long, okay? , I promise you, you can leave anytime, and come back if you want to meditate and practice."

An old man and a young man were chatting in the forest. Unconsciously, the night disappeared, the morning sun rose, and the egg-yellow morning sun lazily moved westward in the sky. Zhenru looked at the sky and said, "Go back, it's already dawn." The two of them came out of the forest and separated.

Zhang was afraid that he could not calm down when he returned to the house. It took him sixteen years of living to know his life experience. He had no way of knowing what his parents were like. They died because of the leader, but I was adopted by the leader. Revenge? Repay a favor? I was so confused that I didn't know what to think about. I wanted to sleep but couldn't fall asleep, I wanted to practice but couldn't calm down, and my breath was tangled and depressed. He lost his parents at a young age and has little impression of them, but the leader's kindness to him is clearly visible. This thief, what do you want? Zhang Ain smiled bitterly and said to himself.

The next day, Hongyuan came to look for him. When they met, they first thanked Zhang Awei for the gift of Dan, then took out a storage bag and handed it to Zhang Awei, saying: "Uncle, the master, asked me to give it to you."

Zhang Pa took it and poured it out to check. There were many materials and elixirs, as well as gold, silver, gemstones and other things. Hongyuan envied: "No wonder you have advanced elixirs. The master is really good to you. Look at these herbs. Although they are not very old, they are very useful for replenishing qi and practicing. There are also materials. Oh my God, is this gold essence? This is red crystal, this is silver liquid, this is ice stone? Oh my God, there are several great treasures in the world, and any one of them is worth a million gold." Zhang Pa was also very happy. Finally, he had materials to cast tools. Compared with these four materials, the pile of spirit stones, gold, silver and other things seemed very worthless.

He picked out a few familiar herbs and pills and stuffed them into Hongyuan's pockets, saying, "Keep them. I don't need them." Hongyuan was surprised and happy. He wanted to refuse but couldn't bear to give them up. He kept saying, "How can this be good? How can this be good?"

"What's good or bad about it? Just keep it." Zhang Pa put away the other items, thought for a while and said, "I will practice in the world in a few days. If you like this broken house, you can come and live in it."

"Ah? Go down the mountain again?"

"What do you mean again? Counting this time and the last fight, it's only three times in total."

"Three times? I have practiced for decades and have never left the mountain gate. Is the world outside the mountain really that good?" Hongyuan looked a little eager.

Zhang Pa chuckled and said, "You will know when you go down the mountain. If you don't have money, ask me. The head master just gave you a lot." Hongyuan was a little sad: "You are leaving soon. Where can I find you in the future?" "Ah, yes, look at my stupid brain. Here, I give it to you." As he spoke, Zhang Pa took out more than a hundred spirit stones and a small pile of gold from the storage bag.

He was so straightforward that Hongyuan was shocked and quickly refused: "No, no, I'm not asking you for anything." Zhang Pa didn't say: "Don't be too persistent, I'll give you something good when I leave in a few days."

After seeing Hongyuan off, Zhang Pa strolled around the house, put the tables and chairs in place, and sorted out the sundries. Not long after, the house became empty, with only two boxes and a set of tables and chairs piled up in the side room. Zhang Pa clapped his hands, breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little reluctant. Is this what life is like?

He took out the tent from the storage bag and went in to rest. This tent was more comfortable than the house he built with his own hands. It was really boring for Zhang Pa. There were still those gold, silver, jade, jewels and agates in the four corners of the house, on the bed and under the bed. Zhang Pa had never cleaned them up. He grabbed a string of pearls and probed into his soul. It was strange. How could such a good object contain so little spiritual energy? He took out a piece of spiritual stone from the storage bag for comparison. It was full of spiritual energy. It was really strange. He grabbed another agate to play with. It also didn't have much spiritual energy. No wonder it was thrown away casually. For cultivators, the value of everything is based on practicality.

In the following days, he strolled in the mountains and forests during the day and returned to the tent to rest at night. Finally, one day, after seeing enough of the mountains and rivers near the house, he took off with the wind and flew to the main peak of Tianlei Mountain.