There's something wrong with me

"Sir!"

During Zhang Feng's instruction.

Two children even brought over a small bowl of thumb-sized 'fruits', wanting Zhang Feng to taste them.

These fruits were also strange.

Just looking at the blood-red color and sensing the 'weirdness', Zhang Feng knew it was a 'spiritual herb' on the same level as the Itch Flower.

Faced with a spiritual herb.

Zhang Feng accepted it without hesitation, but paid more attention to the training methods of these young adults.

In their strength training, besides a kind of stance foundation, there was also a kind of 'tempering breathing technique'.

This breathing technique allowed them to temper the spiritual energy in their 'stomachs and intestines'.

That Itch Flower, and this fruit, were edible spiritual energies.

Ordinary people could also benefit, but they needed to coordinate with the training method.

Otherwise, even if they ate it, they couldn't digest it themselves, and the spiritual energy would dissipate in vain.

After spending an afternoon, plus eating a few fruits and flowers, Zhang Feng came to this conclusion.

In addition, regarding the matter of spiritual fruits and herbs in reality.

Zhang Feng analyzed it and felt that reality could not reproduce them.

Because their growing environment must first be a spiritual energy environment.

In other words, their synthesis formula requires spiritual energy.

This couldn't help but make Zhang Feng think of a game joke in reality.

Someone asked online, 'In this game, how can I defeat the final dragon boss?'

A pro player replied, 'You need the Dragon Warrior set.'

The person asked again, 'Where can I get the Dragon Warrior set?'

The pro player replied, 'Kill the final dragon boss, it will drop it.'

Zhang Feng felt that this could very well describe the current 'spiritual energy fracture state of reality'.

But, even without spiritual energy.

Zhang Feng was still recording these two spiritual herbs and preparing to stay on Pang Mountain for a while.

Firstly, to train his crew and increase their physique.

Anyway, Grandpa Captain's ninetieth birthday was still half a year away, and Lin Island wasn't too far away, so there was no rush.

Secondly, his own strength also needed to be improved, otherwise, even if he met the Lord of Lin Island, or anyone else, he might have the chance to meet, but not necessarily the chance to see the evil arts.

It was better to nourish the spirit here by eating spiritual fruits and herbs first.

Thirdly, and most importantly.

That was to analyze the Itch Flower and the Little Red Fruit.

They were the first spiritual herb and fruit he had seen, and even if they couldn't be planted in reality, they would be good things when reality had spiritual energy.

They could allow the whole people to achieve another step of physique tempering for the 'spiritual energy entrance'.

Rustle…

Zhang Feng ate flowers and fruits while thinking.

Eating these two together would stop the nose from itching.

The medicinal effect could last for more than a year.

But his body's metabolism was too fast, and the cells were constantly strengthening and eliminating weak cells.

So, at most, the medicinal effect would be gone in a month.

However, there was no shortage of anything here, especially flowers and fruits.

Moreover, these flowers and fruits had spiritual energy, and he also cultivated spiritual energy, so he could temporarily replace various medicinal materials with the transfer of spiritual thoughts.

This was a great thing.

It was a good opportunity to not only focus on spiritual cultivation but also relatively improve other martial arts.

Because of this trip to the mountains.

Zhang Feng felt that something was wrong with this world, and everyone's overall strength seemed to be a bit high.

So, he had to be steady in the early stages and pull out some high combat power first.

…

Late at night.

Ten days after coming to this world, Zhang Feng finally lived in a house.

There were many wooden houses here, all built in large mountain caves on the mountainside.

Thinking about it, it was a piece of cake for a dozen people with above-average physiques to build a house up and down the mountain.

Plus, he was now a 'teacher'.

He also lived in the best small wooden house, next to their clan leader.

Their clan leader was an old man with a low physique, only fifteen, but he was very kind and was the first person to settle in this mountain.

That magical training method was also passed down by him, but he didn't create it.

He should have many stories, and even know the creator.

But Zhang Feng didn't ask.

Because Zhang Feng could feel that he didn't have the heart to say it and still had a normal wariness of 'outsiders visiting'.

This, he couldn't ask.

…

In the following days.

Zhang Feng only taught people and taught planting, and didn't ask anything else.

Since he wanted to ask about people's roots and the training methods for survival.

Then he definitely had to show some sincerity.

Actually, Zhang Feng missed the Guest on the Seat and the Great Immortal of Ling Mountain, as well as Chen Tiancai.

They mainly focused on a 'happy sharing desire'.

After sharing, they would leave after a few words.

But on second thought, when he met them in the inn, it seemed like he also gave them something and left.

…

Unknowingly, half a month passed.

Zhang Feng sometimes sat on the edge of the cliff in a daze, seeing the seaside at the foot of the mountain. Occasionally, a group of boatmen would come, but they basically wrapped cloth around their mouths and noses, then circled around the foot of the mountain, and left before long.

Some boats didn't even turn around, avoiding this place from afar on the sea.

The strange Itch Flower of Pang Mountain made them feel that there was something strange in this mountain.

Only the big nerve of One-Eyed had ever hunted in the mountains with a dazed head.

Most other people avoided Pang Mountain.

Of course, there were also people who didn't avoid it.

Just today.

On the twentieth day of coming to the mountain.

This morning, Zhang Feng, on the edge of the cliff, saw a small boat parked on the shore of the island, and a man and a woman walked down from it.

Zhang Feng looked closely and found that the man's physique was 45 and the woman's was 41.

The two were dressed like ancient heroes, and they didn't cover their mouths and noses. They just sat on the shore, lit a fire, and grilled fish.

They ate after grilling.

Zhang Feng also ate flowers on the side while watching.

After a while, they stood up, first bowed in his direction, then bowed in the direction of the east side of the island, and finally left.

Zhang Feng found it strange, thinking that something was happening on the east side and something was happening on this mountain.

The clan leader should have saved them.

But the clan leader's strength was too low, so it might be someone the clan leader knew who saved them.

This 'someone' was likely the creator of the cultivation method.

"Sir…"

Just as Zhang Feng was thinking about when to ask the clan leader, a young man from the mountain came over to ask questions.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng chose to teach first.

They treated him well, eating good fruits and flowers every day, and there were also vegetables and captive livestock.

For this meal alone, he had to teach.

Maybe when he left, he could bring a few 1.5 businessmen from the mountain to supplement his rowing team and increase the speed of movement.

…

Another month passed, and a big event happened in the mountain.

A young man from the boat and a girl from the mountain caught each other's eyes and were about to have a happy day.

Then this was considered a 'marriage'.

Zhang Feng was naturally happy and, together with the clan leader here, acted as the witness and elder to preside over this simple wedding.

Also, since this happened.

Zhang Feng felt that the clan leader regarded him as one of their own.

But precisely because of this, Zhang Feng felt that things were getting bigger.

Because he wanted him to be the 'new clan leader'.

Also on this day.

On the fifty-sixth day of coming to the mountain.

Noon.

Edge of the cliff.

After hearing the clan leader's words about wanting him to be the new clan leader, Zhang Feng looked to the side helplessly.

The clan leader came to him alone today.

Usually when he looked for him, he was followed by at least two experts.

"I'm leaving in a while."

Zhang Feng said to him directly, "If the clan leader really wants to 'pass on the position', I think giving it to our captain is not bad.

And after our trip to Lin Island, he may stay here for a long time."

The person getting married was the captain's son.

That girl was the clan leader's granddaughter.

"You are in-laws," Zhang Feng used this as a pretext, "It's better than me, an outsider."

"Sir, you are wrong!" The clan leader's face was serious, "Sir's knowledge is as vast as the ocean, Zilu is but a firefly's light, how can he be compared to sir?"

Zilu was the captain's name.

Zhang Feng didn't even bother to remember it, because in the future voyage, they were not the same kind of people.

"Although the captain's knowledge can't compare to mine, I don't deny it.

But what our mountain needs is someone who intends to stay in the mountain, and I want to go to the Jianghu, speaking of which, it really is the rivers, lakes, and seas."

As Zhang Feng spoke, seeing the clan leader showing a disappointed sigh, he got up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Old clan leader, don't think so much, because the only thing I can teach about land cultivation is this.

Moreover, what I've taught is almost the same, in fact, it's the same with or without me.

What's more important now is the stability of the mountain."

"This… alas!" Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, the clan leader could only sigh greatly, "Since sir is determined to leave…"

He cupped his fist with his side hand, "Then this old man can only respectfully wish sir a bright future."

"Thank you for your kind words, old sir," Zhang Feng returned the salute and felt that the old clan leader, with his literary style, was more worthy of the title of teacher.

At this time, Zhang Feng hadn't found a chance to ask about the training method.

But the clan leader first started talking about related matters, "Sir is wise, this old man dares to speak frankly, the day I first met sir entering the mountain a few months ago.

This old man mistakenly thought that sir was here as a Subduing Demon Arhat.

At that time, I was nervous and suspicious, and there were many offenses, I hope sir will forgive me."

'Damn…' Zhang Feng's head was throbbing from listening to these literary statements. He really didn't want to use his brain. Cultivation was already very tiring. Couldn't he just speak plainly?

But it seemed like something was up, what 'Subduing Demon Arhat', so he should first follow the old sir and then inquire from within.

"Actually, there's no such thing as forgiveness or non-forgiveness."

Zhang Feng was somewhat infected by him and was also half-plain, half-literary.

"Because you are the clan leader, you should consider the safety of everyone in the mountain. If there's blame, it's also because I acted rashly that day."

As he spoke, before he could spout another long speech, Zhang Feng asked curiously, "Who is the Subduing Demon Arhat?"

"A benefactor," the clan leader showed respect, "The mountain's cultivation method was bestowed by the Subduing Demon Arhat twenty years ago."

Even the swaying spiritual herbs and exotic fruits here were planted by his own hands on this mountain.

“Hmm…” Zhang Feng understood, then asked, “Is he still here now?”

As Zhang Feng spoke, he pointed to the island's edge below the mountain, “Several months ago, I saw a couple of martial artists resting by the sea, and they bowed towards the mountain and the east.

Now, is the Subduing Demon Arhat in the east?

I ask this out of curiosity.”

Seeing that the topic had been broached, Zhang Feng said bluntly, “His training method is a bit peculiar. I am delighted to meet extraordinary people, so I want to pay him a visit.”

“Alas…” The clan leader sighed upon hearing this, “The Subduing Demon Arhat drifted away ten years ago.

I still remember when he first arrived in the mountains twenty years ago, his body covered in dust and frost, he came here to build a hut to heal his old wounds.

Seeing us in the mountains…”

The clan leader was speaking.

Zhang Feng's head was a bit itchy.

After he finished speaking.

Zhang Feng sorted it out a bit. Roughly, ten years ago, the Arhat left.

Twenty years ago, he was injured, and then he came here to farm and build a house.

Having received the information, Zhang Feng finally asked, “Clan Leader, do you know about Sea God Island?”

“I don't know.” The clan leader shook his head.

Seeing that the old man was so straightforward in answering things he didn't know, Zhang Feng then asked, “Do you know about demon arts, or unorthodox methods?

Or even the training methods you use in the mountains, these are also strange techniques.”

“I don't know.” The clan leader still shook his head, not understanding these things very well.

He only knew that they practiced what the Arhat taught them.

Just like Zhang Feng is now teaching them kung fu and planting, they didn't say, 'Sir, why do you know so much?'

Because you never know which sentence will annoy people.

…

Saying goodbye to the clan leader.

Zhang Feng was not a person who could sit still.

Now that he knew that Arhat had been here and had secluded himself in the east of the island.

Then there might be some remnants, or some occasional notes.

Regarding the experts of this world, or the experts who cultivate spiritual power.

Then he had to take a look.

Anyway, he was just looking.

Guessing was useless.

Zhang Feng was decisive and walked directly towards the island.

After descending the mountain.

Arriving at the approximate area indicated by the clan leader.

Zhang Feng saw that there were no traces of human life here, and the surroundings were full of trees and weeds.

Since he was idle anyway.

Zhang Feng took off the machete from his waist, ready to dig.

To see if he could dig anything out.

…

Three days.

Zhang Feng turned the place upside down, but there was nothing.

It seemed that the person didn't have the habit of hiding things or taking notes.

Thus.

Zhang Feng sat on the ground in a daze.

Looking at the distant seaside, and occasionally looking at the soil he had turned over.

He should fill it in first, it doesn't look good after all.

But it was precisely this filling, looking at the ground, and then looking at the seaside not far away.

At this moment, Zhang Feng suddenly had an epiphany, feeling that the Arhat might not have been recuperating 'on the ground'.

After all, he was injured, and what if his enemies were not dead.

If the enemies happened to be passing by the island by boat, wouldn't they see him in the forest at a glance?

‘The seabed, or the underground!’

Zhang Feng thought for a moment, preparing to look for it from the seabed first.

Because this area didn't seem to have any traces of caves or tunnels.

Running to the edge of the island.

Zhang Feng took the newly changed machete and plunged into the sea.

Swimming around the shore.

Zhang Feng ignored the surrounding small fish and the beautiful coral reefs, his eyes only fixed on the underwater periphery of the island.

After swimming for more than ten meters.

Zhang Feng saw a cave about ten meters underwater on the outer edge of the island.

Seeing this.

Zhang Feng first came out to take a breath, and then dived into the water again.

Now, because Zhang Feng had eaten spiritual fruits and herbs, and with the joint cultivation of various martial arts, his current physique was 63.

In addition to the 'Swimming' entry for breathing, and the spiritual thoughts that could absorb water-based spiritual energy, bringing some oxygen.

Under normal circumstances without moving, without consuming a lot of Qi, 'holding his breath' for more than an hour was still very simple.

If it were the Dan Jin world, with the blessing of the six spiritual thoughts at its peak, it could be a day and a night.

Gurgle…

At this moment.

Zhang Feng didn't breathe or exhale, he just swam straight into the cave.

When he arrived here, the sunlight underwater was gone, it was pitch black.

The tunnel was not wide, about one meter left and right, and one meter up and down, unable to stand up.

But fortunately, there was a kind of luminous underwater plant on the rock wall, which could vaguely illuminate the place.

Continue forward.

After swimming about ten meters deep, Zhang Feng felt that there seemed to be space above, the tunnel became higher, and gradually he could stand up.

And after swimming for another ten meters, when he floated to the surface, there was air here.

Although it was still the style of a tunnel, there should be some kind of ventilation hole in front, reaching directly to the top of the island, to ventilate here.

So, dive and continue swimming.

Start looking from underwater first.

After swimming another ten meters deep.

Zhang Feng suddenly saw a huge shadow in front.

After swimming over cautiously, when he was three meters away, he went around to the wider front side.

Reflecting the surrounding luminous seaweed, Zhang Feng saw that this shadow was a underwater stone Buddha!

It sat cross-legged on the ground, two meters high, covered with green moss, but its eyes were bright and piercing, like some kind of strange gemstone.

Zhang Feng felt a tightness in his heart. Suddenly seeing such a carving in this deep-water tunnel was really scary.

At the same time, on the wall next to it, Zhang Feng saw a line of words, 'The spiritual shall obtain it, the unspiritual shall retreat'.

He didn't understand, but there must be good things.

He happened to be a 'spiritual person'.

Although it was not high at present, only one strand, it could be considered as having it.

Whoosh—

Zhang Feng adjusted his mentality and continued swimming towards it.

But at this moment, when he was two meters away from the Buddha statue, the Buddha statue suddenly opened and closed its mouth strangely, shaking out a visible ripple.

Clang~

At the same time, there was also a sound that instantly attacked Zhang Feng through the seawater.

This sound was not the Buddhist 'Om, Ma, Zhi' and other mantras, but a harsh collision sound like a heavy knife chopping on steel.

In an instant, Zhang Feng's ears went deaf, traces of blood mingled with seawater in his ears, and the surroundings seemed to produce 'gurgling' swallowing sounds, and the surrounding water flow seemed to turn into clinging ghosts.

‘A术法 sound technique?’

At this moment, Zhang Feng knew what trick he had fallen into, but his head was muddled, and most of his strength was unloaded. He couldn't do anything for a while, so he could only relax and float in the water first.

Whoosh~

Naturally floating out of the water, he reached the top of the tunnel again.

Zhang Feng lay on the water, breathing air while rubbing the roots of his ears with both hands.

‘I didn't expect that this Buddha statue would actually have a trap?

Fortunately, I have internal strength and spiritual thoughts to protect myself, and I also have entries to improve the resistance to unorthodox methods.

Otherwise, if I were completely hit by this sound technique, even if I wasn't roared into a fool, my ears would be damaged.

But even so, my hearing has now decreased by at least 30%, and it will take three or four days to resonate and recover.’

Zhang Feng thought, feeling that this Buddha statue must be related to the Arhat's 'main cultivation method'.

Recalling the words 'The spiritual shall obtain it'.

Maybe there is the practice method about this sound technique in the mechanism of this Buddha statue!

Regarding this sound technique, Zhang Feng was determined to obtain it after feeling its powerful effect at this moment.

After all, relying solely on spiritual energy, this sound technique could 'hurt people from a distance'.

And he practiced the resonance of the internal organs, which could strengthen the exhaled airflow, and he also had internal strength to bless it, which could improve the quality of the airflow.

Finally, coupled with a strong physique and spiritual energy.

Any technique he obtained would definitely be more overbearing than the effect exerted by the 'holder'!

Maybe by borrowing his knowledge of sound techniques, he could also deduce the prototype of the Sword Pellet.

The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the more enthusiastic he became. After resting for only a while, he tore off two small pieces of clothing, stuffed them into his ears, and then plunged into the sea again.

Although this 'sound technique fighting method' was more of a mental and spiritual energy mixed vibration attack, simply blocking the ears was useless. More importantly, one must have spiritual energy to protect the body.

But stuffing the cloth strips in could at least reduce the secondary vibration damage of the 'substantive sound waves' to his ears.

Whoosh—

Continue swimming towards the Buddha statue.

Zhang Feng did not choose to go around from above its head, because if there were hidden arrows on the top of this Buddha statue, and they suddenly came out halfway as he passed by, it would be really impossible to guard against.

Thinking this, Zhang Feng still took off the machete from his waist and blocked it in front of his body while 'standing, floating' past.

Slowly approaching.

This Buddha statue seemed to only have the power of that one roar.

Zhang Feng did not hear any movement when he approached it half a meter away.

Ding ding…

Zhang Feng also poked it up and down with the knife, and nothing happened.

Approaching slowly again.

Swimming to its side.

Zhang Feng knew why nothing happened, because it had entered a 'charging' gap period.

There were several strange symbols on its side, and there were also several small hole mechanisms similar to 'whistles' on the neck.

It was these symbols, and these mechanisms similar to 'whistles', that gathered the spiritual energy of the seabed and produced a 'weakened effect' similar to sound techniques.

Otherwise, if a peerless master was here, and this happened, with his current physique of over 60, he would be shocked to death.

Thinking, Zhang Feng went around to its back, just preparing to carefully examine how its mechanism was arranged, but he saw densely packed small characters engraved on its back.

The above book has five characters

《Arhat Subduing Demon Mantra》