Volume 1 Chapter 340 Greed
Chapter 340 Greed
I can’t find anyone, I can’t find the way, I don’t know where to go. The little pig and cat stayed by his side obediently, and they rarely bullied or laughed at him. Zhang Pa was depressed, and howled to the sky. The howl was high-pitched and sad. After venting for a quarter of an hour, he took the cat and pig back to the flood site. If God doesn’t allow killing, then do good deeds.
There are two floods, one in the upper reaches of Ninghe River and the other in the lower reaches. The lower reaches suffered more losses. The two sides of the river were originally fertile fields, but now they have turned into muddy puddles. Most of the crops were washed down by the water, and there were many dead bodies of livestock such as chickens and ducks on the ground.
The weather was still good. Take a drop of wood spirit essence, condense a big water ball, blend it into the wood spirit essence, push the water ball into the sky and explode with a bang, thousands of raindrops fall down, and disappear in a flash. With the help of the wood attribute aura that helps all things grow, this place immediately becomes full of vitality, and the aura is floating everywhere.
He did this all the way. When he met injured people, he gave them life pills. When he met people whose homes were damaged, he gave them appropriate amounts of gold, silver, money, rice, fruit, meat and vegetables. He couldn't bear to fly in front of the victims, so he ran around slowly. It took him a whole day to complete the simple rescue work on one side of the river. He didn't rest at night and continued to work on the other side. After he finished working downstream, he went upstream to do the same thing.
In this way, three days and two nights, he finally completed the simple rescue. Zhang Pa didn't feel a trace of joy. For the first time, he felt that his personal power was extremely insignificant. What does it matter if his supernatural powers are great or his cultivation is high? Apart from making it easier to cause destruction, can you build thousands of houses and plant thousands of acres of fertile land at once? Zhang Pa couldn't. Thinking back to the magic he had learned, none of them helped people's lives. I think it should be so. Even with the great supernatural powers of Buddhists, they still have to plant crops by themselves. No one can make food out of thin air.
Fortunately, his hard work was not in vain. Countless people on both sides of the Ning River called him the Buddha of Ten Thousand Families and the Good Man Who Saves the World. Even the pigs and kittens were upgraded to become divine beasts. For three days and two nights, a handsome young man with a pet pig and cat, wearing coarse cloth, became the most popular person in the two flood-affected areas of Ninghe in the south of Yue State. Everyone praised his goodness and kindness, but this also made him more angry with the three bastards who caused the trouble.
After finishing all this, Zhang Pa sat on a tall tree in a daze. He wanted to find the two bastards. It didn't matter whether these bastards were dead or alive or whether they practiced or not. It was even better if they died.
He was angry that others caused trouble because of greed, but his actions attracted more greedy people. Cultivators are sensitive to spiritual energy. It can be said that spiritual energy is the first thing they value. Zhang Pa released hundreds of drops of wood spirit essence to restore the vitality of all things, turning the two flood-affected areas into homes with rich spiritual energy and livable homes, which also attracted many cultivators.
While Zhang Pa was in a daze, three groups of people flew over the air one after another, looking for the source of spiritual energy everywhere. Of course, they couldn't find it, but these people didn't give up. Some people were used to being arrogant and questioned the people. How could ordinary people know these things? They honestly answered that they didn't know. At least these people were monks from Yue State, and they didn't bully the people of the same country; but they refused to leave even though they couldn't find the source. Such a rich spiritual energy is of course the best place for cultivation. They chose a few relatively clean houses and took them for themselves, and drove the people away. The poor ordinary people's hearts, which were both sad and happy, were once again met with sadness.
They didn't just live in one house, but in order to prevent the villagers from disturbing their practice, they had to drive away the entire village, and set up magic arrays to divide the area. Three groups of more than a dozen people marked out more than a dozen places in the flood-stricken area and set up more than a dozen magic arrays, leaving the suffering people homeless again.
Zhang Pa had been paying attention to the development of the matter. He originally thought that these monks would leave if they couldn't find the source of spiritual energy, but he didn't expect that the people who were born and raised here would leave instead. The heart that was angered by the three bastards instantly boiled up, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "Get out of here!"
These monks had lower cultivation than Zhang Pa. When they heard the roar, they used their spiritual sense to search, but they couldn't find out who shouted after a long time. Some people thought that one of them deliberately used bad tricks to occupy the spiritual land, so they ignored it. Others followed suit. If you don't leave, I won't leave either. Let's see who's making trouble and who can hold on to the end.
Zhang Pa's anger reached its peak. He said nothing in anger. His figure swayed like a ghost and flew towards more than a dozen monks. Every move was a life. In less than a quarter of an hour, more than a dozen monks from north, south, east and west were all killed. Put the bodies together and let Xiaozhu burn them. Bastards shouldn't appear in this world!
But just after killing these people, another person came from the other side. The attraction of rich spiritual energy to cultivators is fatal. Zhang Pa laughed wildly and cursed: "This is a cultivator who doesn't care about the lives of the people. What kind of shit are you cultivating?" He raised the Fushen Sword and roared to the world: "Those who can fly, get out, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under my sword."
There are so many people, there are always those who don't believe in evil. Among the people who flew in one after another, one person jumped out and shouted back: "I am a disciple of the Wuliang Sect of Song State. May I ask where my master is and where my immortal residence is? This place is quite big. How can I live alone?"
"Hahahahahaha." Zhang Pa laughed wildly at the sky. He was really angry today, even crazy. Even the cultivators of Song State came to join in the fun. The transparent wings behind him spread lightly, and the whole person flew towards the person who was speaking like lightning. Across dozens of miles, the air flashed and the figure flashed. The Wuliang Sect disciple was pierced to death by the Fushen Sword.
Zhang Pa was no longer in the mood to remind these greedy bastards. Didn't they refuse to leave? I will kill one if you come! He spread his wings and ran around, looking east and west, only to feel the air swaying and the breeze blowing gently. Several monks died in this breeze, and he didn't even see Zhang Pa's figure, as he was already dead.
But it is impossible to kill them all. Greed is human nature. At this time, more than a dozen cultivators flew over, most of whom were disciples of the Demon Sect with low cultivation. Fortunately, the four major demon sects and the Yuling Sect were injured in the battle, and all the disciples retreated, and none of their people participated.
Zhang Pa ignored these, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked crazy, and he killed everyone with a sword. No matter who you are, no matter if you are a good person or a bad person, and no matter whether you pose a threat to the lives of the victims, as long as you come here, I will kill you.
In just half an hour, Zhang Pa killed 137 lives with his sword. The cultivators who came later finally realized that something was wrong, retreated a long way and did not come again. They wanted to leave but were reluctant, and watched from afar.
Some smart people saw the kitten and the pig, and suddenly thought of someone, the remaining disciple of Tianlei Mountain. After exchanging ideas, someone said aloud: "The Qingliu of Changsheng Sect greets fellow Daoist Tianleishan."
At this time, Zhang Pa stood proudly between heaven and earth with a sword. Nearly a hundred people gathered in the distance, but no one dared to step forward. He finally showed off his power for once, just as he imagined, scaring off millions of soldiers with one sword. However, he was not happy, and even felt sad. This is a cultivator, this is my practice and my pursuit?