The Monk

Chapter 42: My own home

Everything about this place is good, the only flaw is the thin spiritual energy. Hongyuan asked: "Would you like to visit other places?" Zhang Ain shook his head and said: "No, I just chose this. Thank you, Senior Brother Hongyuan." Hongyuan was a little embarrassed: "Why do you still call me Senior Brother? Now? Since your cultivation level is so high, I should call you Senior Brother." Zhang Ao smiled slightly and said, "Go back."

On the way, Hongyuan asked Zhang Aif if he needed anything. For example, daily necessities such as beds and quilts. Zhang Aing thought for a moment and asked: "Are there any blank jade slips? I want to go to the Sutra Pavilion to copy some scriptures."

Disciples at the foundation level and above couldn't help but watch the Sutra Pavilion exercises. Hongyuan asked him: "How many are needed?" "If possible, I would like twenty." Zhang was afraid that he would need to learn a variety of powerful attack spells, of course he would. Many jade slips. Although there are many top-grade jade stones, it would be a bit wasteful just to make jade slips.

"So many? I only have seven on me. If I have more, I have to apply to the equipment room or go to the market to buy." Hong Yuan said.

market? He forgot about the market in front of Chaotianmen, and immediately said: "No need, I will go to the market by myself."

It was already dark by this time, and the two of them went back to the house to rest. Early the next morning, Zhang Wenwen went into the Sutra Pavilion and carefully read and selected spells, choosing spells that were powerful and complex to use. He stayed until noon when he left the Sutra Pavilion and headed to Chaotianmen Market.

There are few masters above the foundation building stage in the market, most of them are disciples in the Qi refining stage. As soon as Zhang Pingfu appeared, everyone around him expressed envy and respect. However, Zhang was afraid of being too famous. Some people wondered: "Did you see it wrong?" Others asked: "What did you see wrong?"

The man murmured, "Does he look like the same person to you?"

"Who does it look like? Ah! No way!" Another person appeared who suspected that he was wrong.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? How could he practice so fast? Tell me, I'm dreaming!"

"He is afraid of everything... Absolutely impossible! It's just a resemblance!"

He said everything, but Zhang was afraid of hearing it and felt bitter in his heart, but he still pretended to smile and approached the stall. Selling herbal medicine? Not interested. Most of the herbal medicines here are five-year or ten-year products, which are much worse than Yueshangji. Naturally, they cannot be compared with the ten-year-old elixirs from Wuling Blessed Land. Cast material? Cauldron? Zhang Awei shook his head and sighed, no wonder it was difficult for the disciples to upgrade, how could these rags help? Zhang Ai went directly to the jade stall and asked about the price of the blank jade slips.

The seller was frightened and asked attentively: "Brother, which piece do you want?" Zhang Wen picked up one piece and looked at it. It was just inferior quality. He looked at the others, most of which were similar, and said, "How much do these cost?"

There were about thirty blank jade slips on the stall. The stall owner was afraid that he had heard wrongly and asked, "Do you want all of them?"

Zhang Awei nodded: "Yes, how much is it?"

The stall owner did a quick mental calculation and immediately gave the answer: "Brother, there are thirty-seven jade slips in total. If you want them all, count one six-spirit stone, for a total of two hundred and twenty-two fast spirit stones."

Zhang Awei counted the spiritual stones and took back the blank jade slip. The stall owner was very enthusiastic: "Senior brother, don't you want to see anything else?" Zhang Awei glanced at the stall and didn't see anything special, so he said casually: "Senior brother, don't you want to see anything else?" ? "What else do you have?"

The stall owner immediately answered: "We have everything. Look at this magic weapon, pills, and spell books."

Zhang Ain was about to leave when he heard the spell book and asked again: "What spell book? Bring it and take a look." The stall owner actually took out a book, a thin booklet with a complete list of spells written on the cover. Immortal cultivators rarely use paper books, usually jade slips, which are easy to copy and read. The physical book appeared in front of him, which made Zhang Weida very interested and took it to read. At first glance, I almost laughed. It is indeed a magic encyclopedia. All kinds of attribute skills in the world are introduced, such as fire ball, water ball, earth ball, etc., which are the simplest elementary spells.

The paper was very new and smelled of ink, so the stall owner probably copied it not long ago. For those who are new to magic, jade slips are a luxury item and are far less useful than this book. Zhang Ai flipped through it casually, and when he turned to the back, there were some technical theories on the use of spells, as well as the fusion and use of the Five Elements spells. This is interesting. My fireball technique is always thrown with a snap of my fingers. What are the techniques for using it? Ask the stall owner: "How many spiritual stones does this book sell for?"

"Two spirit stones, it's cheap, I always sell good quality and cheap things." The stall owner bragged for himself. Zhang was afraid and didn't answer, dropped the two spiritual stones, picked up the book and left.

Zhang Ai was far away from the market. The market became lively, and various discussions reappeared. "I bet he is Zhang Ai." "I think so, but how did he practice? Upgrade so fast?" "He has been in Wanwan. Guard the Beast Cave, is there something mysterious in the Beast Cave? "Is it possible for a useless person to become an immortal? Is the useless person better than me?" "The Chaotian Gate is right in front of you. Go over and hit it." , Leave the magic weapon behind before the collision.”…….

Zhang Ai returned to the Scripture Collection Pavilion, found out the spells he had selected in the morning, and copied them to blank jade slips. After a while, thirty-seven blank jade slips were successfully copied, and then went to Ziguang Pavilion to say goodbye to Hongyuan.

Hongyuan felt a little sad. No one among the seven disciples who taught the skills was willing to teach Zhang Wei. Later, Master Zhentian Taoist forcibly assigned him the responsibility. For more than ten years, I have always ignored him. If I am in a good mood, I will say a few words. If I am in a bad mood, I will not see him at all. Unexpectedly, a person who is called a waste by all Taoist temples can easily advance to the level of cultivation. For rapid improvement. The sourness in my heart is the sourness of the uneaten grape.

Zhang Ai was very respectful to him: "When my mansion is built, I'll go and sit there when I have time." Hong Yuan smiled and said, "I'll definitely do it."

Saying goodbye to Hongyuan and spreading the wings of the God of Wind, Zhang Fei flew west. After a while, he reached the sky above the boulder and landed. Zhang had never built a house before, so he was very concerned about his first residence.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. In order to facilitate lighting, Zhang Ain opened the gate of the house to the south, leaning against the huge stone. Zhang Ai took out the Xuan Bone Knife and drew a frame two meters high and three meters wide on the boulder. He took a few steps back and used Yuanshen to control the Xuan Bone Knife to thrust into the boulder. After some digging and chopping, he dug out a deep hole under the boulder. A three-meter-long cave. This is Zhang Ping's quiet room.

The next work was to build the wall, and stones cut from the boulders came in handy. Zhang Wen built his house naturally without having to make joints with mud like ordinary people. He drew a few lines in the air with his fingers, and three and a half shallow grooves appeared on the ground. Under the control of Yuan Shen, pieces of gravel were automatically piled up and filled into the ditch. It took little time to build high walls along both sides of the cave. The gaps were tightly connected, and the cave was wrapped together to build a big house. Go forward and try to push it a few times with your hands. Yes, the wall is very strong.

There was still a lot of rubble left, so Zhang Ai built three more houses outside the cave house, and built a courtyard wall to surround the houses, forming a courtyard. However, the rooms had no roofs and the courtyard walls were very short.

Zhang was afraid of flying into the woods, so he chose a big tree, cut it down, carried it back, and laid it flat in the courtyard. With a thought, the mysterious bone knife flew into the air, and the big tree disappeared in a moment, turning into wooden boards of the same length and thickness. He laid them flat on the roof and manipulated the wood spirit energy in the Divine Tears to attach to the wooden boards. The wood boards seemed to have life and automatically joined together tightly, making them dense and seamless. Zhang Fei withdrew the wood spirit energy and walked to watch from a distance. At this point, the construction of the house is completed. The most amazing thing is the roof. There is a vague aura of wood floating around, but if you look closely, you can't find it at all.

A one-meter-high courtyard wall surrounds the small house. A stone-paved path leads from the courtyard door to the house door. The door opens into a hall, with the kitchen on the left and the bedroom on the right. You can enter directly through the hall and it is built against the mountain. The cave stone houses are half inside the mountain and half outside the mountain, cleverly connected together. This is the cave home built by Zhang Ao.

Zhang Ai walked back and forth, very satisfied, waving his sleeves, cleaning up the stone debris and waste in the house, and then flew to Daoxian Town to buy back furniture. After working hard for most of the day, Zhang Wen finally had a family.