Let you conquer the world of low-level martial arts, what the hell is Journey to the West?

Chapter 22: Reading can lead to divine power! The monkey was shocked when he realized divine power!
Seeing the monkey with confused eyes, doing the morning lessons obediently, it was obvious that he did not understand the meaning of Bodhi Patriarch hitting his head three times with the ruler yesterday.

Naturally, he also did not learn the extremely powerful Great Heavenly Immortal Art and the Seventy-two Earthly Transformations.

Zhang Tian recalled that he couldn't sleep all night last night, and all kinds of strange thoughts flashed through his mind, and he laughed.

"It is true that human hearts are as greedy as a prison!"

"I have been in this Fangcun Mountain for three months. Although I can't say that I have read ten thousand books, I have read more than a thousand. I think I have some talent and I have understood the principles in the books."

"As a result, the months of practice are like the moon in a well. It looks like it exists, but in reality it is not!"

"Yesterday I couldn't sleep because I was obsessed with the monkey's chance. If I become powerful in the future and encounter someone else's chance of immortality, I'm afraid I will do something ruthless behind their backs, right?"

"Am I practicing Taoism?"

"I'm practicing the Smiling Buddha! I say one thing and do another behind your back!"

Zhang Tian seemed to understand something.

I feel something in my heart.

He slowly closed his eyes and silently recited the Huangting Taoist Scripture. He had read the scripture countless times, but he suddenly felt a completely different mystery in it.

He sighed.

"Close the cave door tightly and recite the Yellow Court in silence!"

[Ding! You have some feelings about the Huangting Daojing, and your state of mind has slightly improved. You have gained a glimpse of yourself, and the speed of practicing the Huangting Daojing has increased slightly.

Recite it once a day.

Can increase Taoism by 0.2.

Seeing through the inner demons, your character will be greatly improved, and your cultivation will increase every day! 】

Recite Huangting quietly.

You can become an immortal in fifty years.

This is Zhang Tian's guess based on the descriptions of his senior brothers. Although it is not too accurate, it gives a rough idea.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He had obtained such a great opportunity, and had the great magical power of Bodhi Patriarch to preach. He also had talent, but it would still take him fifty years to become an immortal.

As for those monsters that are lucky enough to live for a thousand years, relying on swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon ignorantly, they may appear to have lived for a thousand years, but in fact they may not even have the cultivation of a hundred years.

Not to mention that life is coming to an end.

It is even possible that you will be killed by a Taoist priest passing by.

Unless one is lucky enough to catch the eye of an immortal, receive guidance from a master, inherit the orthodox tradition, do things that bring great merit and blessings, and overcome numerous hardships, then there is a glimmer of hope of becoming an immortal.

This is still the most ordinary immortal. If one wants to become a famous star or immortal official in heaven, one does not know how much time and opportunities it will take.

The difficulty of cultivation...

Zhang Tian was filled with emotion. He became a quiet man and spent almost every day on Fangcun Mountain, reciting the Huangting Sutra quietly, reading in the library, and listening to the teachings of Patriarch Bodhi.

He was afraid that if he gave Monkey King some advice again like before, it would cause trouble. It didn't matter if it affected Monkey King, after all, the other party was born a saint and had plenty of opportunities, but he was different.

There is no Bodhi Patriarch anymore.

Zhang Tianzhen didn’t know where to go to practice.

Do we have to move westward, convert to the Western religion, and practice their famous Joy Zen?

Looks like a bright future!
But once you are addicted to it, it is extremely difficult to extricate yourself. If you practice this joyful Zen to a deep level, all living beings are just outer garments, all beauties are just skeletons, and the body is nothing but a smelly skin bag.

That handsome Bodhisattva can also have sex with a dirty beggar on the street, which is called the way of spiritual practice. He gives alms to others without any family affection or ethics, and watches the beggars wearing green hats layer by layer without any ripples in his heart. This is the joyful holy Zen.

I can't stand it!
Can't stand it!
So as Zhang Tian immersed himself in the Huangting Taoist Scripture and read quietly, time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, two months had gone by.

Patriarch Bodhi preached twice.

This gave Zhang Tian twenty-three years of Taoism experience.

The other time brought twenty-six years of practice.

Counting the previous balance, as well as the time spent practicing the Five Elements Fist and cultivating the magical power of calling the wind and rain, it has actually accumulated more than a hundred years.

A hundred years of practice!!
Zhang Tian was extremely happy, and he immediately used it to exchange for the talent for reading that he had longed for. At the beginning, he exchanged this talent in order to cultivate his own mind, embark on the path of cultivation, and understand the teachings of Bodhi Patriarch.

Unexpectedly, I reaped the benefits.

The more you read, the more doubts you will have in your mind. When Patriarch Bodhi preaches, the more knowledge you will gain from him.

Naturally, Zhang Tian took this very seriously. After all, just as he advised the monkey, the so-called Five Elements Fist, Zixia Magic Art, and the ability to call the wind and rain were just unorthodox methods and were not considered great magical powers at all.

When Patriarch Bodhi saw this, he shook his head and said that this was a mess of magical power and that it should not be performed in front of other gods. It would ruin the reputation of Patriarch Bodhi in the world of gods.

If you want to practice, practice great supernatural powers!
To cultivate supernatural powers, you must increase your Taoism!

So Zhang Tian did not hesitate.

"Lord God, give me some more, let me see your limit."

[Ding! You have spent a hundred years of practice, and you have gained the ultimate understanding of reading to become a god. Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will become clear. Only by reading can you become a god.

Read a book a hundred times.

Can be nurtured into a spirit.

Take a peek and you’ll feel like a saint in person! 】

Zhang Tianruo felt something and casually opened a copy of Shennong's Herbal Classic, which he had read many times. He saw that the book was emitting a faint luster. As he turned the pages, the luster became brighter and stronger.

Floating around.

Condensed in mid-air.

It transformed into a human figure, who seemed to be holding some magical weapon in his hand.

Zhang Tian looked with his eyes wide open, and saw the figure slowly waving the magic weapon in his hand. He then saw countless rich green lights flying towards him from all directions, continuously pouring into his body.

In an instant.

Both the clear energy in his chest that could summon the wind and rain, and the mutated Zixia magic in his dantian became active.

He felt it in an instant.

It's like I'm several years younger.

It’s like returning to youth.

It's the kind of feeling that you can visibly see with your own eyes that your lifespan has become longer.

Could it be that...

the legendary...

The figure in the air shook and plunged into Zhang Tian's body. Zhang Tian felt as if struck by lightning. It took him a long time to come to his senses. He felt as if he had gained some kind of magical power called...

Shennong made all the herbs grow!
What's the magic use?

Zhang Tian was not sure, but he felt that Shennong's Herbs could increase his vitality and prolong his life, which was already a very worthwhile and remarkable magical power.

Under his excitement of various attempts.

He finally understood the magical power!

That is……

"Monkey, you look so sad. Were you scolded by the Grandmaster again?"

The monkey sighed, no longer as lively as before. He stared at the sky and seemed quite sad. "I am a stone monkey born and raised by nature. I didn't know the years when I was in Huaguo Mountain. Now I have come to Fangcun Mountain and understand how difficult the years are. Summer is gone in a flash. Now it is autumn and everything is beginning to wither..."

"Oh, I see. There are no more peaches to eat!"

Monkey: "Hehe, Junior Brother is the one who understands me, Sun."

Zhang Tian smiled without saying anything, and pointed with his hand at a peach tree beside him where the fallen flowers had already fallen. In an instant, in front of the monkey's stunned eyes, the peach tree came back to life, and within a few breaths, countless peach blossoms grew on it, bearing fruit visibly with the naked eye and emitting fragrance.

monkey:!!!
(End of this chapter)