Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

The next day!

In a meditation room on Mount Sumeru.

Zhang Xiaofan sat cross-legged on the bed, his body radiating a blue light, flowing with golden light, surrounded by blood-red light, and with golden runes spinning rapidly.

On the table, Little Grey was also sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a faint golden light emanating from its body, indicating that it was also cultivating.

On the ground to the side, Jin Ping'er sat cross-legged, her hands forming a mudra, cultivating.

However, Jin Ping'er's lips were slightly pursed.

Half an hour later, Zhang Xiaofan slowly finished his practice, his eyes gleaming.

After a night of cultivation, Zhang Xiaofan had replenished the true essence he had transferred to Fashan the day before.

After finishing his cultivation, Zhang Xiaofan slowly got up, walked to Jin Ping'er, and looked down at her.

At first glance, I saw that enormous evil, so deep and unfathomable, it was terrifying.

Of course, he also noticed Jin Ping'er's slightly upturned, alluring lips.

Last night, Jin Ping'er insisted on sleeping in the same room with him because she was a member of the Demonic Sect and it was not safe for her to live alone in a room at Tianyin Temple.

At first, Jin Ping'er wanted to hog the big bed, but Zhang Xiaofan kicked her off the bed.

At this moment, Jin Ping'er noticed something was wrong, slowly stopped her practice, looked up, and saw Zhang Xiaofan's burning eyes.

"Does it look good?"

Jin Ping'er didn't pretend to hide it, but boldly asked.

"It looks good." Zhang Xiaofan never liked to lie, so he said the truth.

"Beautiful?" Jin Ping'er pouted her red lips and said:
"Then why did you make a delicate young woman like me sit on the ground so late at night? Don't you know that the mountain where Tianyin Temple is located is very high and very cold at night?"

At this point, Jin Ping'er pointed to Little Grey on the big bed and said angrily:
Am I really less capable than a monkey?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said:
"Sorry, you're really not as good as Little Gray the monkey."

Jin Ping'er: "…………"

That really hits home!

"Chirp...chirp...chirp..."

Just then, a burst of mocking laughter came from the side.

Jin Ping'er looked over and saw that Xiao Hui had finished his cultivation and was covering his mouth and laughing non-stop.

"Hmph!" Jin Ping'er was furious at this sight. She snorted coldly and walked towards Xiao Hui, puffing out her cheeks in anger.
"Today, I'm going to pick you up and spank you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jin Ping'er saw golden light gather in Xiao Hui's third eye on his forehead, and his body rapidly grew larger, emanating a menacing aura.

In an instant, Jin Ping'er recalled the scene from that night in Qilidong when Xiao Hui transformed into a ferocious giant ape and brutally beat up Li Xun.

With that astonishing strength, Jin Ping'er was definitely no match for him.

Thinking of this, Jin Ping'er quickly smiled and said:
"Little Grey, no...no...I'm here to give you a massage."

As she spoke, Jin Ping'er quickly sat down on the edge of the bed, placed her slender, fair hands on Xiao Hui's shoulders, and began to massage him earnestly.

Seeing this, Little Gray stopped growing and grinned, saying:

"Heavy...important point!"

"Or I'll beat you up... I'll beat you up."

"Holy crap..." Jin Ping'er was furious upon hearing this and wanted to slap him.

But suddenly seeing the golden light gather again in Little Gray's third eye on its forehead, it quickly said:
"Okay... I'll massage the key areas again, I guarantee you'll feel the ultimate pleasure."

Zhang Xiaofan found this scene extremely amusing.

Especially considering Jin Ping'er's angry but speechless demeanor, no one could have imagined that the fearsome young master Jin Ping'er of the Demonic Sect would be completely suppressed by a monkey.

Jin Ping'er felt Zhang Xiaofan's gaze, saw the teasing smile on his face, glared at him, and spat:
"What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Little Grey slapped Jin Ping'er on the chest with its paw.

"what!"

Jin Ping'er cried out in pain and looked down to see four shallow bloodstains on her chest.

"Little Grey, why did you hit me?"

Little Gray replied, "Insulting...insulting my master deserves a beating!"

Jin Ping'er: "..."

Jin Ping'er was speechless for a moment, thinking to herself that Xiao Hui was even more difficult to deal with than Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan is at least reasonable and knows how to cherish women.

Little Gray, on the other hand, is completely unreasonable.

No, it's unreasonable to reason with a monkey.

Helpless, Jin Ping'er had no choice but to continue massaging Xiao Hui.

She knew that she wouldn't be able to leave this house today unless she massaged Xiao Hui until she felt comfortable.

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head as he watched this scene, then turned and went to the door, opening it.

As soon as I opened it, a bald head came into view. The sunlight shone on the bald head, making it appear smoother than a mirror.

Looking at the bald head, Zhang Xiaofan bowed respectfully and said:
"Brother Faxiang, your head is so beautiful!"

Dharma Image: "..."

Faxiang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, looked into the room, put his hands together, and said with a slight smile:
“Junior Brother Zhang, you’re not bad either. A beautiful woman like Jin Ping’er sleeps on the floor at night, while her pet beast Xiao Hui sleeps on the bed.”

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha……"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After the laughter subsided, Faxiang smiled and said:
"Junior Brother Zhang, my master, Master Puhong, requests your presence."

“Okay!” Zhang Xiaofan replied immediately.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan agree so readily, Faxiang asked curiously:

"Junior Brother Zhang, aren't you going to ask what my master wants with you?"

Zhang Xiaofan said, "No need to ask, anyway, Master Puhong won't harm me."

"Let's go together."

After saying that, the two headed towards Xiaotianyin Temple.

Xiaotianyin Temple is located 1,000 meters above the main hall.

There are only three meditation rooms, mainly where the abbot, Master Puhong, resides.

A moment later, Faxiang led Zhang Xiaofan to a meditation room in the middle of Xiaotianyin Temple.

As Zhang Xiaofan approached the large meditation room, he saw Master Puhong sitting on the meditation cushion above, his eyes closed and his face benevolent, like an ancient Buddha.

At this moment, Master Puhong opened his eyes, his gaze towards Zhang Xiaofan filled with kindness, and his aged voice rang out:

"Mr. Zhang, did you sleep well at Tianyin Temple last night?"

Zhang Xiaofan cupped his hands in a respectful greeting and said:
"How comfortable. This place is full of spiritual energy and is a good place for cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Master Puhong's heart stirred, and he looked at Zhang Xiaofan expectantly, saying:
"Since that's the case, and considering that Benefactor Zhang has already cultivated the Great Brahma Prajna, why not stay at Tianyin Temple from now on?"

"At that time, whatever request Benefactor Zhang makes, this old monk will fulfill it."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and refused:
"No, a monk can't get married. I'm too worldly, but I plan to have three wives and four concubines in the future."

“Oh…” Master Puhong pondered for a moment, then suddenly made a decision, gritted his teeth and said:
"Actually, if Benefactor Zhang is willing to stay at Tianyin Temple, this old monk can change the temple rules. At that time, let alone having three or four wives and concubines, even if you want to take five or six wives and concubines, that's fine too."

Faxiang: "???"

Upon hearing this, Faxiang looked at Master Puhong, wanting to say something:
Master, actually I also want to get married.

Zhang Xiaofan never expected that Master Puhong would even change the temple rules so that he could stay at Tianyin Temple.

However, it is normal to think about it.

After all, the supreme realm is too pure. In the thousands of years of history in the Central Plains, there have been countless people of extraordinary talent, but only the True Man Qingye from a thousand years ago has achieved such a feat.

The current Dao Xuan Zhenren, Master Pu Hong, and Yun Yilan have arrived.

Now, Zhang Xiaofan has reached the Taiqing realm in just seventeen years of cultivation. Whoever obtains him will be a pillar of strength.

(End of this chapter)