The Monk

Chapter 583 Only one drunk

"A tower? What's the use?" Zhang Ain was a little confused. Seeing Hu Ping's firm attitude, he put away the pill bottle on the ground.

Hu Ping said: "According to what you said, the Refining Temple is a dangerous place, and it is normal for me to be injured in a dangerous place. After I came out, I rested and healed my injuries. I thought I was healed, but after you left, my soul was forcibly suppressed by a force. , it is clearly in my body but not under my control. I have carefully checked and calculated that the soul is trapped by the formation in the tower."

Zhang Ping didn't understand even more: "You're not in the tower, how could it trap you?"

"According to what you said, this tower can help cultivators below the level of pill formation to improve their realm. The formation can be directly applied to the mind. If there is a breakthrough after locking the control, there will be success. The same is true for me. You enter the tower just for the sake of seeking success. Breaking through and advancing, life-saving is the first priority, and the dangerous magic circle will not be triggered. However, I tried my best to break through the last restriction, and then I was injured by the magic circle. The damage from the magic circle directly affected my mind and my soul. No matter where I am, I can't escape his attack."

Zhang Awei interjected: "Is it that exaggerated?"

"I don't believe it either, but it's true. The Tian Yuan Shen has been suppressed these days and can no longer grow. What suppresses me is the power of the magic circle in the tower." Hu Ping explained.

"I understand when you say that. It's scary to be controlled by the magic circle after leaving the magic circle." Zhang Ping said.

"One idea, no matter how you say it, what I want to tell you is that this tower is a prison, used to guard and suppress a certain powerful force or a terrifying monster. If it is a monster, the magic circle can lock its consciousness. Suppress all power and prevent it from growing."

The more Hu Ping talked, the more mysterious he became. Zhang was afraid that he didn't quite understand: "Are you saying that the nine-story tower is a prison? The magic circle is a shackles to suppress the prisoners?"

"Yes." Huping confirmed.

"How do you know?" Zhang was afraid to turn the question back. He had once entered the Temple of Refining and been to the first to fourth floors. Especially the boundless ocean on the fourth floor touched him a lot. No matter what, he couldn't believe that the vast world was just A prison.

"I've been explaining for a long time, have you listened to me?" Hu Ping was a little helpless.

"Your explanation may not be accurate." Zhang Ping still couldn't believe that the Refining Temple was a prison.

"If it is not to suppress something, if it is a trial point, do you think there is a need to use formations to hurt the soul in the mind during the trial? Or maybe it is a passage connecting somewhere. Even if the passage is strictly prohibited, someone can forcefully break through. Just kill it directly. Is it necessary to go through a lot of trouble to attack the soul?" Hu Pingduo explained: "Zhizun said it was a dangerous place, and he was right."

Zhang was afraid of being left speechless by him, so he began to agree with Hu Ping's statement. Big Tiger was the best master he had ever seen. The answer that the best master could guess with his life would not be wrong even if it was wrong. What's more, there is a footnote from Zhi Zunzun. The most intelligent person in Shiwandashan said that the Refining Temple is a place of great danger. The possibility of being wrong is extremely slim.

Okay, it's a prison, used to suppress a certain force or a certain monster, but who is suppressing it? He walked through the fourth floor and saw only three living creatures, one was a sea spirit and the other two were big black monsters. Could it be that the Temple of Refining suppressed two big black monsters?

After thinking for a while, he asked, "What should I do?"

"What should I do? Are you asking about me or the tower?" Huping replied.

"Of course it's you." Zhang was afraid that his voice would become lower. Hu Ping laughed loudly: "It's just a death, it's nothing. Come on, I'll take you into the valley for a nice walk. You haven't entertained you much since you've been here several times." As they walked into the valley, Zhang Ain and Fu Ling had no choice but to Keep up quickly.

"This place is very big. I don't know how big it is outside. Anyway, Lian Shen Valley is very big. There are deserts, icebergs, snowfields, grasslands, mountains, woods, lakes and rivers. There are several places you can't go to. One is the big lake. There is a Fishman, one is a desert, there is a big rat in it, icebergs are not allowed to go, and there is a bearman. Comparatively speaking, the grasslands and woods are relatively safe, but if it is you, I suggest not to go anywhere, there are too many Terrifying monsters, unless you want to seek death." Hu Ping introduced the situation of Lian Shen Valley while attacking Zhang Ai.

Zhang Awei smiled bitterly and said, "I know I'm a bad guy, so you don't have to say that about me."

"I'm telling you the truth. You'd better not wander around when I'm gone from now on," Huping warned.

"I know." Zhang Ain muttered.

For more than three years after that, the three of them traveled all day long, climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands, wandering around the Valley of the Gods. This gave Zhang Ain a more intuitive understanding of this place. When the fourth year was about to pass, Hu Ping took Zhang Afraid home to the stone house by the small lake.

Hu Ping said: "The house is given to you." Then he laughed loudly: "Be careful when you come to live there, there are many guys who want to eat you." Zhang Ain was speechless and sat down on the stone bench.

The big tiger laughed for a while and looked up at the sky, then went into the room and stayed for a while. When he came out again, he held a bunch of things, threw them on the stone table and said, "It's yours." At the top is the formation of the Temple of Refining. On the back of the picture, there was something like "Misty Rain in Jiangnan" written on the back. The remaining items were nothing more than some demonic beast bones and skin inner elixirs, and some ores. There were only a few items in total.

Zhang Awei picked up the array chart and said, "These things are of no use to me. I already have many..." "Keep them even if they are useless. It is better than throwing away this moldy thing like mine. Put it away." Hu Ping interrupted him. .

Zhang Ping had no choice but to do as he was told, and Hu Ping said again: "Bring out your best wine and dishes, and let us have a good drink."

The last few words frightened Zhang Ping. The tone seemed to be his last words, and he looked at Hu Ping in surprise. Hu Ping asked: "What are you looking at? You haven't got any wine?" Zhang Ain quickly said yes and took out more than thirty kinds of spiritual wines and more than forty kinds of spiritual vegetables. They filled the stone table and put more on the ground.

Hu Ping smiled and said, "How many good things do you have?" He rubbed his feet on the ground, cleared the grass and made a flat area, put the food and wine on the table on the ground and said, "Let's sit on the floor. If you drink too much, Sleeping under a big quilt.”

This time I had a drink. The little guy was a spirit. He was born with the will of heaven and earth. He was extremely sensitive to the surrounding environment. While drinking, he leaned close to the big tiger. From time to time, he said in a sweet voice: "Grandpa Tiger, I respect you." One cup for you.”

Hu Ping could drink better than Linsen, and he could drink better than Zhang Weisheng. After a long drink, it was already dusk on the third day. This time Zhang Weisheng did not play tricks. He drank one cup after another until he fell into a deep sleep. Fu Ling held him in his arms. His thighs were also sleeping, leaving the big tiger sitting alone.

There were more than thirty kinds of spiritual wine, and he tasted and tasted each one, drank again and again, and suddenly said: "Come and have a drink with me when you come."

Following the words, a thin, bald man appeared in front of him with red eyes. He looked at Zhang Afraid and Fu Ling and asked in a low voice, "Are you leaving?"

Huping laughed and said: "Nonsense, can you live forever?"