Journey to the West: Start by giving Taishang Laojun a whole life

Chapter 3 The Eye on the Forehead and the Bull Demon Fist

This is the plug-in that Zhang Tian brought with him when he traveled through time. It is also the reason why he dared to walk among the mountains like a monkey, looking for immortals to seek the method of immortality. If he were really an ordinary person, he would have become a pile of shit pulled down by a little demon on the roadside.

As long as they have inherited something, they can transform it, simplify it, and lower the threshold and difficulty of cultivation. However, sometimes they will suddenly go crazy and make those techniques become very strange...

At least Zhang Tian still couldn't understand how the Qigong technique of visualizing the sun to strengthen the soul and let one's own thoughts be imbued with yang energy was simplified into the so-called Great Sunlight Technique, and how it was simplified to produce the effect of making the practitioners lose their hair, leaving their heads bald and glowing like light bulbs.

Is it true that I will become stronger as long as I become bald?
Perhaps it was God's blessing that the result of the simplification this time was not that bad. The "Tao Te Ching" was simply simplified into the so-called "Tao Te Ching" instead of some other strange scriptures.

Zhang Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took a quick look at it, and was already extremely amazed in his heart, only because the introduction to the Tao Te Ching before this simplification was really exaggerated.

The supreme secret record!

The foundation of the great way!

"I don't know which level of the Five Immortals this Hunyuan strongman belongs to in these three realms. I always feel that he is an extraordinary existence. It should be written by Taishang Laojun. After all, he is the one who created the world."

Although I envy this Tao Te Ching.

But Zhang Tian knew that his talent was definitely not that of a peerless genius who could shock the heavens and earth and make the ghosts weep. He was afraid that he would be far behind Monkey King. Naturally, he did not dare to have any extravagant hopes and just practiced the simplified version of "Tao Te Ching" honestly.

"It is said that it can increase one's understanding. I think after practicing every day, I will probably grow several more brains!"

So, in addition to continuing to study planting orange trees every day in the mountains, Zhang Tian also had to take out a lot of time to practice the sutra.

It didn't take more than three or five days.

I felt a little itchy on my forehead.

It's like shedding its skin.

Standing by the cold pond, he saw his own appearance through the clear water. There were some strange lines on his forehead, which converged together. It was the wrinkled flesh and blood that gave him an abnormal feeling.

"Did I practice it wrong?"

"You turned a technique that grows your brain into a technique that grows your cerebral cortex?"

Zhang Tian decided to look for the divine cow, that is, the green cow from Taishang Laojun's family, to ask, but found that the other party was not there. This was a common occurrence in the Divine Cow Village.

The green ox is often seen like a dragon, and once it disappears it would last for many days. Ordinary people like them were lucky if they could encounter it two or three times a year. Sometimes, they might not encounter it even once for three to five years.

No one gave any advice.

Feeling worried.

But Zhang Tian did not stop and continued to practice. After all, this scripture was derived from the Tao Te Ching. Even if it was wrong, it would not be too wrong. Would he kill himself by practicing?

He practiced meditation.

Niu Da, who often came to the mountain to help, had a worried look on his face. "Brother Tian, something happened in the village. Many uncles and aunts were injured. They were hit by wild animals when they went into the mountains to hunt."

As the saying goes, live by the mountain, eat from the mountain; live by the sea, eat from the sea. Shenniu Village is at the foot of the mountains, so there are naturally many hunters. They are strong and good at drawing bows and arrows. Every time they go into the mountains, they can harvest a lot of prey. It is the most popular industry in Shenniu Village.

After all, hunters can eat meat frequently.

Meat is expensive!

But after a few years, this job became less and less easy. The wild beasts in the mountains seemed to have become spiritual. They grew visibly stronger and more cunning, and more and more hunters were injured and killed.

Zhang Tian knew it very well. It was most likely caused by the cold pond under the cliff. The water there was full of vitality, and the surrounding grass and trees grew very lushly. Wild animals were more sensitive than humans, so they would naturally benefit more from drinking the water and eating the grass there frequently.

It can even be called a paradise.

In the past three hundred years, the place should have bred monsters, even extremely powerful monsters. If it weren't for the blue bull's protection and secret killing, there would probably be no so-called Shenniu Village, but only skeletons and corpses everywhere.

"I heard from the village chief and others that Brother Tian, you are a top-notch martial arts master. Aren't you very powerful?"

"You are just a tiny ant. There is a limit to martial arts. No matter how good or powerful you are, you can't beat an immortal cultivator."

Zhang Tian had fought with monsters before and knew how powerful they were. Even though he had trained his body to perfection and his blood and energy were as strong as the sun, and he was called a martial saint on earth, he was still no match for the magic weapons and spells refined by the monsters.

However, he had learned the true teachings of Han Tianzun. Every time he found himself defeated, he would frown and protect everyone in front of him. This is how he survived to the end.

He groaned, "I've seen it. You must have received instruction from Lord Shenniu. You practiced techniques to strengthen your strength and bones, but you are not good at fighting. You rely on brute force, so you will naturally suffer a loss. If you are willing, I can teach you a few sets of boxing techniques."

He knew Qingniu's identity and naturally his character. Although he was not as lazy as Zhu Bajie and often slacked off, he was definitely not a hardworking person.

And teach the skills to mortals.

Most of them are basic.

A very simple exercise that is easy to learn and can increase your strength.

After receiving Zhang Tian's guidance, Niu Da was extremely happy. He practiced extra hard and even moved to the mountain to live. He practiced standing still and boxing at the same time and made rapid progress.

And Zhang Tian’s forehead became even more itchy.

It was as if something had grown out.

Another two months passed.

When Niu Da saw it, he exclaimed on the spot, "Brother Tian, you have eyes! You have grown another eye!"

"what?"

Zhang Tian looked at himself in the bronze mirror he had bought and discovered that what he had on his forehead could not be called eyes, but rather lines similar to eyes, entangled together, like a vivid eye.

He was confused.

I have no idea what I've achieved.

At this time, Qingniu appeared silently behind Zhang Tian, looking at him with a complicated expression, looking at the eyes on his forehead, "Have you practiced the Tao Te Ching?"

"Yes, it can't be considered stealing..."

Qingniu did not speak, but stared at Zhang Tian's forehead with his eyes in a daze, and then very reasonably took out a book of exercises, "This is a magical power called Bull Demon Power Fist. I, Old Niu, will give you some time to see when you can succeed in practicing it."

Bull Demon Powerful Fist!
"Brother Niu, do you have a disciple named Qingshan?"

Qingniu was stunned. "The Three Realms are so big. I have lived for so many years that I have forgotten some of them. What happened?"

"Oh, it's okay, but there are many people waiting for him in the nine heavens."

Zhang Tian took the Bull Demon's powerful punch and brushed it lightly with his fingers. The eyes growing on his forehead seemed to open.

The green bull at the side slowly spoke up and explained the origin of the eye. "This is the Tao Eye, a sign of having mastered the Tao Te Ching. It took me three hours to succeed in my practice, but it took you three months. Not bad!"

He turned around, put his hands behind his back, and an aura of an extremely talented person came over him, "Welcome to the world of cultivation, talented rookie!"

There was joy in Zhang Tian's eyes, and a little admiration for Qingniu.

At this time, Qingniu, who was facing away, raised the corner of his mouth.

Three hours?
Haven’t learned it yet! √
(End of this chapter)