"Is it dangerous?" Zhang Zhiwei asked hurriedly, "What's so dangerous about the Golden Thunder Technique?"
Zhang Jingqing, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, turned around, stared at Zhang Zhiwei, and after a moment, slowly said:
"Zhiwei, there's something wrong with your state of mind!"
"What's the problem?" Zhang Zhiwei was stunned. He reflected on himself and didn't find anything wrong with himself.
Then he asked puzzledly: "Is it because of releasing the monkey heart?"
"Don't rely on your mind for everything. The mind is the result, not the cause. Zhiwei, have you noticed that you are a little too obsessed with power?"
Zhang Jingqing said slowly, "In the past, you were only practicing diligently in the mountains, but this time when you came down the mountain, your heart began to become restless. Because of your obsession with power, you didn't want to suppress the power of Yang Wu Lei and slowly polish your mind, so you released your inner monkey to pursue more extreme power."
"Because of your obsession with power, when you accompanied your master to watch Wu You perform an opera, you didn't focus on whether the opera itself was exciting. Instead, you immediately analyzed the essence of the godhead mask and reflected on it yourself. You came up with this extremely crazy and bold idea of playing yourself, transforming yourself into a god, and absorbing the power of human faith to enhance your strength."
"Because of your obsession with power, when you saw Lu Jin using the Third Level of Reverse Life during the martial arts performance, your first reaction was to analyze the trajectory of the Qi in the Reverse Life state, wanting to create a Yang Five Thunder version of the Reverse Life state to gain greater power."
"Because of your obsession with power, when you faced Zhuge Yunhui, you analyzed the Qimen Dunjia and began to reflect on yourself, even gradually developing the human body's microcosm, or the human body's structure. Master, I see that your hair is spotless, so it must have just grown out. You used yourself as an experiment, right?"
Zhang Zhiwei pulled his hair and nodded.
Zhang Jingqing continued, "Now, you're trying to tinker with something beyond the limits of Yang Wu Lei... Your state of mind is unacceptable. Power is good, but if you become too obsessed with it, you're not controlling it, but being controlled by it!"
Zhang Jingqing looked puzzled and said earnestly, "Zhiwei, what made you so obsessed with power when you came down the mountain this time?"
Zhang Zhiwei did not answer Zhang Jingqing's question immediately, but asked himself, is he really obsessed with power?
It seems like I'm a bit too persistent. Even though I don't want to admit it, it's the fact.
Should I be persistent then?
Should!!
Zhang Zhiwei's answer in his heart was very firm.
In this chaotic world where the body is as insignificant as a feather and life is worthless as a blade of grass, if we don’t pursue power and don’t cling to power, then what should we cling to?
Taoism? Immortality?
But without strength, how can one protect the Tao and maintain immortality?
In fact, if he could avoid it, why would he want to?
Practice according to shifts every day. Go to Tianmen Mountain in the early morning to watch the clouds roll by, listen to the flowers blooming and falling in the mountains at noon, and go down the mountain in the middle of the night to watch the tides rise and fall. Wouldn't it be great to become an extraordinary Taoist master?
The Zhengyi Sect does not prohibit marriage, so he can even go down the mountain to find a beautiful woman to be his wife and experience all kinds of life.
With his understanding and aptitude, after practicing like this for decades, he is still the invincible Tiantong man who looks down on the heroes.
Didn't Zhang Zhiwei want to? He wanted to, but he couldn't. Time waits for no one. If he could remain detached now, how could he remain detached when the world war broke out and the flames of war completely engulfed the land of China?
When the nest is overturned, no eggs will be left unbroken. At that time, Longhu Mountain will definitely be involved, and as the leader of the Taoist sect, it will definitely be the first to bear the brunt.
That will kill people, and a lot of them, an entire generation will be ruined.
In the plot, when Zhang Huaiyi became sworn brothers with Zheng Zibu, he chatted with him. Among the disciples of this generation in Longhu Mountain, except for him and Zhang Zhiwei, all others were almost killed. At that time, the war had not yet ended, so you can imagine how tragic it was.
In other words, in his memory, those senior brothers who used magic to create paper horses and took him down the mountain to buy snacks when he first crossed over and was still a little kid, and those junior brothers who followed him around with admiration, saying, "Senior brother is so awesome, I am proud of him," were almost all going to die in this dispute.
This is something Zhang Zhiwei cannot tolerate now.
That's why he was so determined, diligently using the Golden Light Mantra to polish his life, "examining himself three times a day", and learning all kinds of boxing techniques such as Baji and Xingyi.
In the past, even though there was a sense of urgency, the feeling was still not so real in Longhu Mountain, where the times had always been peaceful.
But this time when he went down the mountain with his master, what he saw and heard along the way gave Zhang Zhiwei a feeling of impending storm, which made him feel more anxious. So no matter what he saw, he would reflect it on himself to see if it could bring him stronger fighting power.
He needs to become even stronger!
After a moment of contemplation, Zhang Zhiwei said, "The world is becoming increasingly chaotic. I want to protect Longhu Mountain and my fellow disciples!"
Hearing this, Zhang Jingqing was stunned. He looked at Zhang Zhiwei and opened his mouth, wanting to say that this was what he should do as a master, and you, as a disciple, just need to practice well under his protection and not worry about these things. But in the end, Zhang Jingqing did not say it.
The two of them sat in silence.
a long time.
"Eh!" Zhang Jingqing sighed and said, "Speaking of which, obsession with power isn't entirely useless, but one must understand what can and cannot be done. Let's go back, get a good night's sleep, and set off back to the mountain tomorrow morning!"
Zhang Jingqing walked in front with his hands behind his back. His tall figure looked a little desolate.
Looking at his master's back, Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, then followed him. He saw that his master seemed to be in a bad mood, so he didn't ask him about the golden lightning anymore.
There is no moment in this world where things are still. The sum of individual changes is the change of the entire world, but the degree to which individual changes affect world changes is different.
Some people work tirelessly day and night without causing any major disturbances, while others, with a single thought, can turn the world upside down. This is the "weight of fate."
At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei's weight was increasing, but at the same time, he did not notice that in his heart, that is, the middle dantian Jianggong, the center of the human body's acupuncture points, where the gods of a hundred gates gathered, the huge innate fire and gold qi stored in it was gathering and slowly outlining the appearance of a monkey with a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth that was violent with wind and thunder.
The monkey floated in the Crimson Palace for a while, and suddenly raised its head. Golden light emerged from its empty eyes, and it had its own spirit. Its gaze seemed to penetrate the Crimson Palace and see the situation outside. There was a smile on its face, but the smile was full of ferocity.
"Huh? Who?!"
While walking, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly felt that something was spying on him. He immediately relaxed his mind and looked around, but found nothing.
"Is it an illusion? Just now, besides feeling like I was being spied on, I also had a slight palpitation. With my level of cultivation, this shouldn't be a problem. Could it be that the external energy on my spine wasn't cleared away?"
Zhang Zhiwei was multitasking. While walking, he looked inward and checked himself roughly. Apart from the fact that the innate fire and gold qi in the Jiang Palace was a little more and stronger, there was nothing wrong with him.