The Monk

Chapter 291: Infant Formation

Flying quickly, like a meteor streaking across the sky towards Tianlei Mountain, several days and nights later, Zhang Pa appeared in Tianlei Hall. The once tall hall door was now broken into several pieces, and the walls and pillars inside the hall were broken and cracked, in a mess. There were corpses everywhere inside and outside the hall, few intact, most of them were broken limbs and broken bones. Zhang Pa looked around with red eyes, looking for his uncle Zhenru, uncle Zhentian, uncle Zhenkong...

Not finding them, Zhang Pa ran out of Tianlei Hall like crazy and rushed to Ziguang Pavilion. Passing through the messy rocks and ruins, he saw the body of Brother Hongyuan at the door of Ziguang Pavilion. His mind flashed with the image of him instructing him to practice. He was his brother who passed on the skills. His eyes almost split open, bloodshot, and he forced himself to bury the corpse and put his brother's body in the open space. However, there were corpses of fellow brothers everywhere. Zhang Pa gritted his teeth and ignored them for the time being. He spread his air wings and flew around Tianlei Mountain like a meteor.

Tianlei Mountain was gone, all the houses and buildings were destroyed, the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave disappeared directly from the top of the mountain, the Sutra Pavilion was blown flat, and the Refining Treasure Pavilion on the back mountain turned into a big cave. Most of the more than 10,000 disciples of Tianlei Mountain died in this desolate mountain. There were only corpses along the way, and those fresh lives suffered a catastrophe because of their own elixirs!

Zhang Pa was more and more angry and more painful as he thought about it. Finally, he couldn't help it. He let out a long and shrill cry and looked up to the sky. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and couldn't stop flowing.

He clenched his hands, as if he wanted to crush all the pain, stopped his body, and fell to the ground with a plop. He couldn't stop shaking all over, and tears flowed wantonly, just like the weak boy who was guarding the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave many years ago, and the cowardly fool who was scared in the thunderstorm. Now that kind of worry and fear is back, filling the whole body, the fear that can't be stopped.

Before he finished his scream, the wind and rain came suddenly. A few crackling thunders sounded in the sky, and bean-sized raindrops poured down, as if clearing away his sorrow. In the violent storm, Zhang Pa curled up, shrinking smaller and smaller, into a ball, his body still trembling, looking so weak and helpless, like a baby in a cradle.

The dark clouds pressed down, rubbing and squeezing each other, and a thick lightning bolt was produced in the squeezing, instantly tearing through the rainstorm and air, and hitting Zhang Pa directly. Only then did the sky explode with the loud noise that should have appeared at the same time, rumbling and shaking the earth.

Zhang Pa was not dead, he was not dead after being attacked by the thunder, his curled up body slowly unfolded and flattened, and there were no traces of charring on his body. The five elements magic shield automatically unfolded the moment it was attacked, and the divine tears on his chest poured all their spiritual power into each magic shield. The ice crystals were helped by the rain, and one ice wall after another tightly protected Zhang Pa. The extremely hard ice wall instantly wrapped Zhang Pa into a huge ice ball. However, these hard and indestructible shields and walls were all blown into nothingness by the thunder of the Heavenly Might. The much weaker lightning still hit Zhang Pa directly.

The tears stopped, the trembling stopped, the face was calm, but there was a hint of blood in the closed eyes. Zhang Pa thought of his mother and father. The vague faces of his parents in his memory appeared clearly at this moment, looking at him with a smile, smiling and opening his arms, smiling and wanting to hug him. Zhang Pa also smiled, and the unprecedented heartwarming touch made him smile happily. He wanted to throw himself into his mother's arms, but no matter how he ran or how he threw himself, his parents were outside of him, opening their arms and smiling at him. They couldn't hug him, and he couldn't hug them. Zhang Pa was very anxious, why? Why couldn't he hug him? Why couldn't he hug him even when he was right in front of him?

He tried to open his arms and run hard, but still couldn't hug him. Zhang Pa stopped laughing and slowed down in disappointment. He felt like a joke. But just as he slowed down, the shadows of his parents, who were only a body away, faded, and then slowly faded in front of him, from reality to nothingness, in just a moment, his parents, who smiled and opened their arms to hug him, disappeared in front of him. Zhang Pa shouted: "No!" and reached out to grab.

He couldn't catch anything, nothing.

Disappointment, grief, sadness, weighed down, and he couldn't breathe. He was very disappointed with himself. Why didn't he continue to chase? If he kept chasing, his parents would not disappear.

In sadness, the shadows in front of him swayed, and the head of the sect, Zhenru, Zhentian Daoren, Zhenzhen, Zhenmu, Zhenyi, and many other uncles came to him, all looking at him and smiling.

Zhang Pa remembered the time when the head of the sect told him about his origins, and remembered how sad he was. And the uncle Zhenzhen was so good to him, protecting him by his side during the battle between good and evil. Even the iron crown Taoist who was thinking about himself all day was smiling at him now. On Tianlei Mountain, every fellow disciple he had met was smiling at him in front of him now.

Zhang Pa looked at each face carefully, and remembered them deeply in his mind, never to forget. He said to himself and to his uncles, I want revenge!

The divine tear on his chest jumped suddenly, and the soul-refining formula started automatically, gathering the chaotic internal breath and spiritual power in the meridians after being struck by lightning, slowly condensing into a bundle and running wildly in the body.

The golden elixir in the brain was shattered by the lightning just now, and scattered into golden light and rushed to the limbs and bones, jumping chaotically. At this moment, the spiritual power was running in bundles, and these golden lights automatically attached to the past to strengthen the spiritual breath, entangled, condensed and merged together.

As the meridians were repaired one by one, the scattered internal breath was restored to the circulation of the heaven, and the five elements of spiritual energy in the divine tears were replenished, and the spiritual energy in the body was unimaginably abundant. These spiritual energies gathered from all parts of the body to the top of the head, gathering more and more and compressing into a ball, while the spiritual energy in the divine tears continued to flow in, and even the ice crystals separated some silver-shining spiritual energy and flowed into the brain.

The five elements of spiritual energy in the Divine Tears, the silver light spiritual energy of ice crystals, and the golden spiritual energy mixed after the golden elixir was broken. The three kinds of spiritual energy were mixed together, setting off one wave after another in Zhang Wen's body, and the tide surged to the meridians and acupuncture points all over his body. Finally, it gathered in my mind and made a loud noise. This powerful spiritual energy condensed into a golden doll, sitting cutely with its hands and feet in its arms. Zhang Afraid breathed and he breathed. He opened his small black and white eyes and looked at this baby carefully. world.

Zhang was afraid of having a baby.

He had been lying flat on the wet muddy ground, and a powerful aura suddenly emitted from the inside out. An invisible strong wind blew around him with him as the center. The rain, mud, and muddy land beneath him were all blown away by this strong wind.

As if being supported by something, Zhang Ai slowly floated up from the ground and stood in the shape of a large character in the air, with surging spiritual energy swirling around him. A little golden doll suddenly popped up above his head. He bit his finger and looked around curiously. When he saw the gloomy and ruined sky, he frowned in disappointment and retracted his head.

At the same time that the golden doll disappeared, Zhang Wen opened his eyes, with a pair of terrifying blood pupils, looking coldly ahead, as if he could see through the mountains, rivers, and everything in the world, but he seemed not to see anything at all.