There's something wrong with me

Chapter 244 Legends of the Immortal Mountain and Supernatural Powers

'Zhang Feng? Brother Zhang?'

Deacon Zhao's eyebrows twitched, clearly showing his delight. He hadn't expected that his 'older brother' from the mortal world was actually still alive!

'I searched for a long time in Ling'an County a few years ago, and everyone said that Brother Zhang had left the county ten years ago.'

Given my brother's age, the prognosis is very grim...

Deacon Zhao pondered for a moment, then stepped forward, isolating himself from the surroundings to prevent disturbing nearby disciples, and asked the disciple who had brought the message:
Where did you get this information?

As he spoke, he asked somewhat urgently, "Where is my brother Zhang now? Did you leave him the elixir of longevity?"

"This……"

The disciple suddenly stopped speaking, as if to say, 'What virtue or ability do I possess to deserve an audience with the true master?'

Similarly, the information he knew about Zhang Feng was about the real Zhang Feng in the main city.

But now that I think about it carefully...

He felt that his senior master seemed to have no connection with Zhang Feng, who was 'suspected to be a real person'.
Although his senior master was also a top-notch genius, their current levels of skill were far apart.

And if that Zhang Feng Zhenren is truly a friend of my senior master...

At the age of ninety, how could one cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage in less than a century?

Isn't this a joke?

However, he was also a little uncertain, because Zhang Feng and this real person had the same name, and he had heard rumors that the real person also looked like an old man.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally said this somewhat strange thing, "Uncle-Master, the Zhang Feng that I know is... a true man!"

“Of course he’s a real person!” Upon hearing this, Deacon Zhao frowned and said with displeasure, “Could it be that my brother is a fake?”

"No..." Seeing that his master was angry, the disciple knew that his master had misunderstood him, and quickly explained.

“Senior Uncle! This disciple would naturally not dare to make fun of Senior Zhang, but rather…”

As he spoke, his gaze drifted towards the distant main peak of the Xuan Yun Sect. "Zhang Feng is a True Person! A Nascent Soul True Person!"

"What? A real person?" Deacon Zhao now understood and knew that his disciple was not joking with his brother.

But he quickly sighed, waved his hand and said, "After traveling for several years, weary from the journey, let's go back to the mountain and rest early."

"Yes!" The disciple didn't explain further, knowing that Deacon Zhao didn't believe him.

But after hearing the name Zhang Feng, he did indeed tell him about it.

He left with his disciple.

Deacon Zhao sighed inwardly, gazing towards the direction of his hometown.
'Brother, I wonder where you are now...'

Zhang Feng has now truly become a knot in Deacon Zhao's heart.

According to Zhang Feng's seven emotions and six desires, specifically, it is his 'brotherly affection'.

In particular, this Deacon Zhao is a very sentimental person.

He still clearly remembers that Brother Zhang and he were childhood friends who grew up together.

As for what he plays, it's just the usual games that children play, to him now.

It's basically about catching fish in mud ponds and rubbing mud in puddles after rain.

It may seem childish, but I was genuinely happy at that time.

Later, when he grew up, he worked in the same rice shop as Zhang Feng, and the two helped each other out.

Their long-standing friendship has made them more like brothers than blood relatives.

In addition, Zhang Feng was a year older than him, so he naturally addressed him as his elder brother.

Even the absurd idea of ​​Steward Zhao was that when he got married in the future, he would treat Zhang Feng as an elder and pay respects to him.

Of course, this was also when Zhao was twelve years old, his parents died in a bandit attack.

Zhang Feng had essentially taken in his financial support.

Unfortunately, when Deacon Zhao was twenty-four or twenty-five, a cultivator passed through the county town and, seeing that Deacon Zhao had some potential, took him away.

This letter, too, was written after Deacon Zhao pleaded with the cultivator who was taking him away for a long time, and the cultivator used precious spiritual ink, along with a spiritual brush and spiritual energy.

First, he left a letter for Zhang Feng, informing him where he had gone.

Secondly, the calligraphy of the Xuan Yun Sect can also deter some petty villains.

Ten years ago, after Zhao the Deacon achieved success in his cultivation and reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, he remembered the kindness he had received and went to find Zhang Feng.

The reason why we didn't look for it sooner.

According to the rules of the Xuan Yun Sect, the standard for a 'true disciple of an elder' to leave the sect is to reach the completion of the Foundation Establishment stage.

After being guided by that cultivator, Deacon Zhao became a true disciple of one of the elders in the sect.

He held a very high status, and he lived up to expectations, achieving Foundation Establishment at the age of sixty and reaching the peak of Foundation Establishment at the age of eighty.

Now at the age of eighty-nine, his perfect state of enlightenment is completely stable.

If all goes well, I hope to try to condense the Golden Elixir before I turn 140.

If one can gain enlightenment along the way, then it will be even faster.

He can be considered one of the geniuses within the Xuan Yun Sect.

Even though he was a genius, Deacon Zhao wasn't very happy; he always felt there was a knot in his heart.

That is to find Brother Zhang.

Unfortunately, he had searched for many years without success.

In addition, as a deacon, he had to share the affairs of the sect and could not leave for long, so he returned nine years ago.

However, he did not give up. Occasionally, he would use his identity within his sect to have some disciples who were traveling outside inquire about the matter.

at the same time.

On the main peak.

Compared to many disciples and stewards, they may not yet know that a true master has appeared in the world.

to the opposite.

Inside the main hall, several elders and the sect leader had heard these rumors many years ago.

I also learned that this person's name was Zhang Feng.

But no one expected that Zhang Feng was a good friend of Deacon Zhao.

The sect leader and all the elders did not intentionally cause Zhao to have a grudge, but rather wanted him to let go of it.

Simply put, if Deacon Zhao's friend dies, his inner conflict will naturally be resolved.

It belongs to the path of severing ties with the mortal world.

This is also the best.

They all knew that Steward Zhao valued loyalty and righteousness, but they didn't know Zhang Feng's character.

If Zhang Feng were a coward who feared death, then when Deacon Zhao came out of seclusion years earlier, he would have found Zhang Feng again.

Zhang Feng used gratitude as leverage to force Deacon Zhao to take him into the Daoist path.

That would likely drag Deacon Zhao down.

Even if Zhang Feng is very good.

After all, decades have passed. Even though Deacon Zhao once spoke highly of his "Brother Zhang," no one wanted to gamble with the sect's geniuses.

But now that 'Master Zhang Feng' has appeared, matters concerning Steward Zhao are all minor.

And that's the issue they're discussing now.

Even a few years ago, they sent an elder who had reached the Golden Core stage to the main city to invite Zhang Feng as a guest, but they did not get to see this master.

This disappointed them, and they began to wonder who this newly appeared Zhang Feng Zhenren was.

From beginning to end, they, like Steward Zhao and his disciples, never considered that Zhang Feng and Zhang Feng Zhenren were the same person.

Even if such outrageous conjectures exist, they cannot be proven if the person cannot be found.

However, they were unaware of this.

About hiding.

In fact, Zhang Feng did it intentionally.

Zhang Feng's strategy was to spread the news as it was supposed to, letting them know first that there was a 'strange real person' in the main city.

They will definitely send someone.

Then, by leaving, Zhang Feng could miss the first wave of the search for people, in case a group of Nascent Soul cultivators came together.

Zhang Feng felt that although he could defeat a Nascent Soul cultivator, he might not be able to defeat a group of Nascent Soul cultivators.

After that.

If they fail to find the person, they might keep them.

For example, one Golden Core cultivator, several Golden Core cultivators, or Foundation Establishment cultivators, etc.

This retention of the man was exactly the result Zhang Feng wanted.

Because without a Nascent Soul.

Zhang Feng could then freely unleash his spiritual sense and secretly learn their knowledge.

Of course, the main purpose was to find out about these people's situation and training methods, so as to make better corresponding arrangements.

Especially now, the facts are exactly as Zhang Feng had imagined.

now.

Inside the city.

Zhang Feng practiced while secretly learning the knowledge of the 'stationed personnel' in the city.

It's like a losing proposition, or is it a gamble or a chance to try something?

Zhang Feng would never do it if there were a better way.

They were just as cautious.

Another year has passed.

It was the eleventh year since I came into this world.

There is still one year before the Xuan Yun Sect begins accepting disciples.

Zhang Feng has also successfully entered the Nascent Soul stage, and he can try to 'transform into a deity' in at most six months.

The only thing lacking now is physical condition.

Zhang Feng has a rough guess about the physique of a Nascent Soul cultivator; it should be at least 5K.

Otherwise, one cannot bear the embodiment of 'heart and spirit', as well as the higher-dimensional rules and celestial talismans.

And half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In a quiet, secluded courtyard in the city.

Zhang Feng was consolidating his Nascent Soul to perfection.

The disguised thief returned from outside, bringing back some tea leaves.

When he saw Zhang Feng meditating in the courtyard, he did not disturb him.

But even after eleven years, he still couldn't quite accept the fact that Zhang Feng was a 'real person'.

Because he is a smart person, he likes to think things through, and he especially likes to find logic.

In addition, the great thief still had some judgment and was extremely certain that Zhang Feng had indeed reached the Foundation Establishment stage ten years ago!

Even if the Heavenly King himself came, Zhang Feng would only be at the Foundation Establishment stage!
Because since he knelt in the courtyard, and spent another year with Zhang Feng.

He genuinely knew that Zhang Feng's cultivation level wasn't high, because sometimes when faced with dangerous cliffs or other perilous places, Zhang Feng would send him to lead the charge.

Sending a martial artist to lead the charge for cultivators is itself a sign of his low strength.

No matter how much you try to hide it, it's useless, and it has absolutely nothing to do with inner caution or personality.

After all, given that Zhang Feng is a Nascent Soul cultivator, no matter how he explores, if there is any danger at the Foundation Establishment level in the dangerous area, he will definitely die instantly. So in a sense, he is unable to detect the dangers at the Nascent Soul level.

In addition, Zhang Feng always identified himself as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and on the way to find the Xuan Yun Sect, he even talked about what it would be like to reach the Golden Core stage.

He knew Zhang Fengji wasn't lying to him.

Furthermore, if he were truly a Nascent Soul cultivator, Zhang Feng wouldn't have needed to search so desperately for the Xuan Yun Sect.

If he just makes a statement, the Xuan Yun Sect might come looking for him.

But now, Zhang Feng is hiding?

While the thief was thinking, he paused in the courtyard and looked at Zhang Feng in the courtyard.

To be honest, he really didn't understand what this old geezer was plotting.
So, considering all the possibilities...

Even if Zhang Feng was truly at the Foundation Establishment stage in the past.

However, the paranoid bandit felt that Zhang Feng might not have reached the True Person realm yet, but rather was probably around the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage.

In the end, that Master Wu wasn't that impressive.

Destroying a weak sect is enough to achieve the Golden Core stage.

All of this indicates that...

This old man is definitely suspicious!

It's definitely not a case of pretending to be weak to take advantage of others!

Rather, it's because their level of understanding is truly insufficient that they hide away.

'Oh, so you were hiding...'

As the thief pondered this, he glanced at Zhang Feng, feeling that he had now completely grasped Zhang Feng's thoughts.

However, just thinking about it, this old guy is very likely a 'strange cultivator' who went from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core in just one year.

This is pretty outrageous.

at the same time.

Zhang Feng saw that the great thief's luck had become elusive again, and he even harbored murderous intent towards him, who was now at the peak of his Nascent Soul stage.

This thief is quite something.

Zhang Feng had no idea how he was thinking.

Could it be that I've driven myself crazy?
Thinking about it that way, it makes sense. I call him every day and test him repeatedly with the maze of cause and effect.

It's perfectly normal for him to be confused right now.

But just as Zhang Feng felt normal and was about to continue practicing,

The great thief was thinking about the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages, and also because they had spent more than ten years together, so even if they hadn't done anything meritorious, they still had feelings for each other.

So he asked a question he had always wanted to ask.

"Senior, when you saw me back then, could it be that..."

As he spoke, even though it seemed impossible, he still chose to ask, his voice trembling, in response to Zhang Feng's bizarre circumstances.
"Could it be that back then... you were truly an old man nearing the end of his life, plagued by numerous ailments?"

"Hmm." Zhang Feng didn't hide anything when he heard him ask about it, and got up to take the tea leaves from his hand.
"I was indeed nearing the end of my life, and my eight extraordinary meridians were in disarray."

But as he faced death, he also gained some insights into the methods of secluded cultivation and enlightenment.

The 'law' that Zhang Feng spoke of was a major overhaul and supplementation of the foundation, as well as the experience contributed by the great thief.

The experience that the master thief inadvertently shared was also crucial.

"That's really true..."

However, when the great thief heard that Zhang Feng was truly going to die that day, yet had achieved enlightenment by 'facing death and living', he knew that his guess was correct.

This old man is truly an indescribable 'genius' in the cultivation world.

Foundation Establishment in Seven Days! Golden Core in One Year!
Especially considering his Golden Core cultivation level, some people mistook him for a 'True Soul Nascent Soul'?

He felt this was even more outrageous than the legends in folk myths and myths.

At least those scripts are adapted from reality; even if they're outrageous, they wouldn't be written in such an exaggerated way.

"What else do you want?"

Seeing that he still hadn't left, Zhang Feng asked him another question.

Over the years, Zhang Feng had come to know that he had more than one thing to say.

"That's how it is..."

When Zhang Feng asked, the thief quickly replied, "Several merchants from the outer court have come to Linglong Street, north of the North City, saying that a fairy mountain has drifted from the North Sea."

It is not for ordinary people to climb.

It is also widely rumored that it contains miraculous elixirs that can prolong life by a hundred years if consumed..."

When the master thief recounted these events, it was as if he were telling folk tales of ghosts and monsters, describing them vividly and realistically.

"Go and see."

Zhang Feng left without hesitation.

But to be honest, when I first heard the words "north of Beicheng", I was quite surprised.

Zhang Feng, however, thought it meant "north multiplied by north"?

This is also because the thief's pronunciation is not standard.

Then Zhang Feng became curious: Did multiplication exist in ancient times?
Even if there is multiplication, what do we get by multiplying north by north?
Indeed, Zhang Feng had gained a lot of experience from the great thieves.

It is like the idea that human nature is inherently chaotic, without distinction between good and evil, and that one should comprehend the rules of cause and effect and the fortune within the Heavenly Way.

Therefore, Zhang Feng paid close attention to some of the words he used and tried to interpret them more deeply.

But now, upon closer listening, it seems to be more about the literal meaning.

Zhang Feng stopped thinking about it.

Now, Zhang Feng is caught in a strange sensory logic, always finding inspiration in the smallest things.

This is also a case of 'seeing the big picture from small details'.

Zhang Feng now has a good grasp of this 'conceptualization'.

With the combined abilities of "seeing the big picture from small details" and "drawing inferences from similar cases," one can even deduce the general situation of another matter from a small matter.

This has actually reached the level of a 'fortune teller'.

For example, the person being fortune-telled can casually mention a small matter, even just a single word.

Zhang Feng was able to reverse-engineer and predict using scientific logic, combined with spiritual perception and causal and fortune-telling, to finally obtain answers to other matters, or the past and future lives of the 'fortune teller'.

This kind of arithmetic isn't the kind where you just match numbers.

However, this kind of reverse reasoning and prediction also requires a lot of computing power.

Of course, this rather bizarre arithmetic also has the concept of seeing the big picture from small details.

It was also a rule that Zhang Feng had figured out from the past few years' research on the future and the past.

Although this big problem was not solved, it didn't even open a small gap in the knowledge reservoir.

Even just touching the reservoir will make your palms a little damp, and you'll get some wonderful little uses from the water.

This acquisition of knowledge, and this bizarre concept.

It's as useful as sensing killing intent.

Even within the realm of feng shui and numerology, it can be considered a very large field of fortune-telling.

The most concrete effect is that my rule calculation power increased by 10%, and my thinking correction increased by 0.5.

It's comparable to a legendary term in terms of vocabulary.

The 10% rule refers to 10% of the final combat power, which can also be considered a legendary attribute that increases combat power.

Zhang Feng is now confirmed.

Comprehending the rules of Heaven enhances one's final combat power and one's own thinking ability.

In other words, the words within the text are a concrete manifestation of a rule that can span endless time and space.

Unfortunately, I couldn't figure it out; there was no basic theory to support my technical understanding of the text.

……

Half a day later.

Zhang Feng and the notorious thief arrived in the northern part of the city.

Then there's no need to ask anyone, let alone look for that merchant, because everyone here is talking about 'North Sea, Northern Immortal Mountain'.

Based on their conversation, Zhang Feng also learned that this place was about 800,000 li away, basically spanning several surrounding dynasties.

But it also shows that the world is truly vast.

Eight hundred thousand li is tens of thousands of li farther than the distance from Earth to the Moon.

In addition, there are more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators in the surrounding dynasties, and it is difficult for anyone to cross these distances in their entire life. They all refer to these dynasties within a radius of tens of thousands of miles as 'this world'.

That area, spanning 800,000 li, is 'beyond the world'.

Zhang Feng suddenly had an idea: after the Xuan Yun Sect arrived and after he reached the Nascent Soul stage, he would see if the world was round and if there was a universe.

If there is a universe, then such a large planet should not have the same gravity as Earth.

Unless the rules of this universe are wrong, there must be a magic circle that can alter the planet's formula.

Between the two, Zhang Feng prefers the latter.

Because with his Nascent Soul complete, he was capable of attempting to alter the gravity system of a planet through array formations.

The simulated gravity system used in interstellar warships has already provided some answers.

It's just that I'm not familiar with it and haven't tried it before.

Thinking.

Zhang Feng stopped watching their discussion and instead chose to return to the Tranquil Residence to wait for the time to pass.

"senior!"

Seeing that Zhang Feng was about to leave, the thief volunteered and asked, "Would you like me to stay here and continue to gather information for you, senior?"

"Need not."

Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, then, under the thief's strange gaze, looked at a bean seller on the street in the distance.

"Why send someone? Just buy a handful of beans and that will do the job."

"Oh?" The thief was puzzled, but he obediently went ahead and bought another handful of beans.

Then, Zhang Feng took the beans and used his energy to form a protective shield, blocking the surrounding vision.

Finally, the high-quality vital energy at the Nascent Soul level is circulated.

Zhang Feng used the Water Spirit Talisman as a recording talisman, and infused the beans with the energy of the Earth and Wood elements, creating a powerful, spirit-gathering effect.

The next second, to the thief's horrified gaze...

When Zhang Feng threw the handful of beans onto the ground, the beans broke apart, becoming the size of ants.

Meanwhile, the dust below gathers and forms the limbs of the bean.

In an instant, as the thief frantically tried to escape, the beans swayed for a few seconds and then, like ants that had come to life, all rushed toward the crowd.

"This...this..." The thief had never seen such strange magic before, and for a moment he became incoherent again.

"Senior...they...they were turned into spirits by you?"

“It’s not about becoming a spirit.” Zhang Feng said with his hands behind his back, “This method is a supernatural technique, the art of turning beans into soldiers.”

However, if I don't withdraw the magic and let it be nurtured by the primordial energy for three to five years, it will naturally become a great demon and monster, and transform into human form.

Ordinary Golden Core cultivators, upon encountering them, could only retreat; they could not possibly fight them.

(End of this chapter)