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

Chapter 36: The power of Tiangang’s magical power and the sudden twitching of...the right eyelid?

The Tiangang supernatural power is not easy to practice.

Zhang Tian sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain almost every day. In the eyes of his fellow brothers, they thought that he liked the feeling of sitting on the top of the mountain and enjoying the northwest wind.

Your stomach is puffing up and down in the air, inhaling and exhaling, isn't that just like drinking the northwest wind?

Zhang Tian did not explain, but immersed himself in the mystery of the magical power. In front of him, there was a faint white light. In the blink of an eye, he saw a big red sun flying out from the sea.

The real Great Sun Golden Crow!
He truly saw the other person's appearance, and instantly felt a burning pain in his eyes. He was so frightened that he lowered his head. Countless streams of clear air spread up from his dantian, sweeping away the burning sensation.

"Ah, what a big Golden Crow..."

“It’s so majestic and terrifying. No wonder I fainted on the spot the last time I breathed in and out purple energy towards the sun. Monkey laughed at me for several days. It’s so majestic! Even cultivators can hardly resist its might, and the demons in the darkness are naturally even more difficult to resist. No wonder I’m so scared!”

“I just don’t know if this flying golden crow is the real body of the legendary Zen Master Wuchao or a wisp of divine thought, or maybe it’s the cousin of Erlang Shen from Guanjiangkou…”

Zhang Tian is actually a person who likes to learn about myths and historical stories. He has some understanding of almost all the gods in the world, but unfortunately, most of the ones he remembers are some... unofficial histories.

If it happened in the previous life, it would be fine to just watch it for fun, but if you really take these things as they are, then the end would probably be really miserable. As the saying goes, it is difficult for the King of Hell to save the damned ghosts.

So Zhang Tian is very low-key.

After obtaining the Nine Breaths to Subdue the Qi magical power taught to him by Patriarch Bodhi, he knew that he had obtained a great opportunity. This is a legendary peerless magical power ranked among the thirty-six magical powers of the Tiangang.

Even the art of hiding the universe in his sleeves performed by Zhen Yuanzi, who was known as the ancestor of earthly immortals, was one of them. With just a slight move, he was able to put all four of Tang Monk and his disciples into his sleeves. It was truly extremely powerful.

Looking at the 81 difficulties on the journey to the West, this one is the most dangerous. If the Immortal Zhenyuan had a smaller mind and had some murderous thoughts, the team of pilgrims would probably have ended in that Taoist temple.

But it was not known whether the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi was seeing the monk face of Tang Monk in his previous life, or perhaps he saw some of the Buddha's face, or perhaps he had just killed the four people who were seeking the scriptures, and then he saw the future, when Guanyin and a group of Buddhists came to block his way.

Tathagata is rubbing his hands in preparation.

Taishang Laojun came carrying the alchemy furnace.

The Jade Emperor was frowning.

The four little dragon kings from the four seas also came to join in the fun.

A mountain flew over from somewhere in Xiniu Hezhou, and it was called Fangcun Mountain...

Zhen Yuanzi: Uh...Sun Wukong! How about we become brothers with different surnames?
"call……"

"Suck……"

As the Golden Crow leaped out of the sea and flew towards the vast sky under the boiling energy of the boundless sea water, Zhang Tian took the opportunity to quickly inhale and exhale a few breaths of the spreading purple air. With the blessing of his magical powers, within nine breaths, he actually refined all the boundless purple air that almost burned him to death!

He felt somewhat warm all over.

It feels like becoming an immortal.

That wonderful feeling...

"As expected of a divine power that can ignore both talent and background, I added all my cultivation to it. Fifty years of cultivation has given me a lot of insights. When I practice, it's like eating and drinking. In just nine breaths, I have gained several years of cultivation!"

“It’s really against the will of heaven.”

"One day of practice can gain several years of mana, and one year is more than three hundred years. If I concentrate on practicing for ten years, plus the Taoism I have gained by silently reciting Huang Ting, whether it is mana or supernatural power, I can be regarded as a thousand-year-old giant monster in this world, and I can be called a great supernatural power!"

Zhang Tian's eyes flickered. Such a fast cultivation speed was beyond his imagination. He even felt that he was much closer to his goal of becoming a Fangcunshan Saint who would take a million years to cultivate. With the current progress, he only needed to work hard day and night and practice diligently...

Two thousand seven hundred and seventy-seven years! He was very optimistic. After all, this speed of cultivation was much shorter than the number of years it took to pay off the debt owed by a boss named Xu by winning a million in lottery tickets every day.

At this moment, he thanked the monkey again in his heart. If the other party had not said a good word in front of Master Bodhi, he would not have obtained such a powerful magical power that suits him. After all, the future is full of variables.

What if Patriarch Bodhi saw that he lacked comprehension and passed on to him some magical powers that he thought were very suitable for him, such as palm thunder or the five ghosts moving technique? He would probably have no choice but to cover his head with the quilt and cry secretly.

Hey, monkey.

When you go to jail in the future, I will definitely take good care of your sister-in-law who is left at home. As your junior brother, I only rely on three things to make a living: betraying xx, betraying xx, and hooking up with xx.

After Zhang Tian finished using his supernatural powers, he silently recited the Huangting Taoist Sutra in his mind again, and even read it several times more, because he remembered that Patriarch Bodhi had specifically told him to recite this sutra more quietly.

Perhaps in the eyes of Patriarch Bodhi, the value of the Huangting Taoist Scripture is far greater than the Thirty-Six Divine Powers of the Heavenly Gang, but where exactly is its value? Zhang Tian feels that he is a little stupid and a little shortsighted, and has not realized it yet.

After all, if the technique that the ancestors have taught us only has the effect of increasing one's spiritual power, it would be a bit too unreasonable.

Zhang Tian could only keep this in mind.

After Deng Jing finished reciting the Huangting Taoist Scripture, he went to his senior brother's mountain as usual to cultivate the medicine garden. No one knew what happened. Zhang Tian was not sure whether it was because the life essence was too nourishing and attractive, or whether it activated the farming attribute in his soul.

Anyway, he was very happy about his senior brother's medicine garden and spent a lot of time taking care of it every day. It even made Zhang Tian want to take some time to go down the mountain to find some medicinal materials and build a medicine garden of his own.

But he soon felt it was not worth it. Going down the mountain to look for him would definitely delay his practice to some extent. If he missed Master Bodhi's preaching, it would be like picking up sesame seeds and losing a big watermelon.

The medicine garden actually didn't have much use for him. It just provided some vitality for him to recover from his injuries and refine pills.

It would be nice if an ownerless medicinal garden could fall from the sky...

Zhang Tian started daydreaming, which he was best at. The mist under his feet carried him flying slowly. After just a while, he arrived at the foot of his senior brother's mountain. But just as he was about to get closer, suddenly, his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Zhang Tian:?
He stopped.

Wait, what’s the mantra… Left eye twitching means good fortune, right eye twitching means disaster. My right eye twitching… must be fake!

Zhang Tian thought so, but his body honestly chose to turn around. His eyelids became quiet in an instant. He was a little dazed, then turned around again and took two cautious steps forward. As if some mechanism was triggered, his eyelids twitched again.

Zhang Tian: …

He slapped his thigh fiercely, "Oh no! I forgot to pick my peaches, that monkey must be stealing them to eat!"

He turned and left without any hesitation.

No idea.

On the top of the mountain, the senior brother quietly watched Zhang Tian's leaving figure, with a strange look in his eyes, "What about this person? He is the most talented among all the senior brothers. Among the 300 disciples of the nine generations, he only took four months to become a disciple. He should meet your standards, right?"

He seemed to be whispering to someone, but a lotus-like mark slowly emerged on his chest. However, the lotus was a little dim and the color was a little strange. It was actually a...

Black Lotus!

The other party replied to him, but it just broke his expectations a little.

There are only two cold words...

"Trash fish!"

(End of this chapter)