The Heaven-shattering: Holding the Jade Disc of Creation

Chapter 27 Stone Village
After sorting out his gains from training, Zhang Shuo went to the stone village outside Zishan based on the information he had obtained.

Zhang Shuo took his daughter and walked around Zishan Mountain, stopping from time to time to admire the surrounding mountain streams, waterfalls and the beautiful mountain scenery.

Although Zhang Shuo knew the approximate location, there were many small villages nearby, so he still had to find out which one it was. So every time he arrived at a village, he would ask the people in the village if this was Zhang's Stone Fort. If not, he would ask if there was a Zhang's village nearby.

Finally, after some searching, they found out that there was a Zhang's Stone Village, and their village chief was called Zhang Wuye. Zhang Shuo knew that he had found the right place, so he took his daughter there quickly.

The village is very small, the gate is built of stone, and there are not many houses, only dozens of them. It can be seen that the people in this village do not live very well.

The people at the gate of the village saw the monks flying in and quickly returned to the village to report. Then they saw many people walking out of the houses and walking towards the entrance of the village. Leading the way was an old man with snow-white hair. He brought dozens of young and strong men to the entrance of the village.

Zhang Shuo looked at the nervous young men holding sharp knives and spears, and gently descended to the ground, holding the little girl in his arms, and asked the old man in front of him: "The old man must be Master Zhang Wu, the descendant of Master Yuan Tianshi?"

After hearing Zhang Shuo's words, the old man's body trembled, and he looked at Zhang Shuo with some fear. The young and strong men around him also looked frightened and held their weapons tightly in their hands.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Shuo was about to speak to appease them when he saw the old man turn around and scold the young people, asking them to leave, and then came to Zhang Shuo and apologized in a low voice.

"I am Zhang Wu, but the people around me just flatter me and call me Master Zhang Wu. The young people in the village were ignorant just now. I hope the Immortal Master will not take it personally."

“And my ancestor was indeed Master Yuan Tian, ​​but he lost the Yuan Tian Book a long time ago, and there is no other Yuan technique passed down. If the immortal master came for the Yuan Tian Book, he will be disappointed because the book is in the Demon Mountain and no one can take it out.” The old man answered Zhang Shuo’s question carefully.

It can be seen that they have encountered similar things more than once.

Looking at the cautious old man in front of him, Zhang Shuo spoke to comfort him, "Don't worry, old man. I didn't come here to embarrass you, nor did I mean to hurt you. I know that the source book is not here. I came here for the stone clothes and stones in the village. Don't worry, I won't take it for nothing. I will give you corresponding compensation."

Master Zhang Wu understood what Zhang Shuo meant. He looked at the gentle young monk in front of him and felt a little conflicted, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

He could see that Zhang Shuo was a young talent, and thought there must be some powerful force behind him.

But he still did not approve of the other party's attempt to enter the Demon Mountain and find the Source Book. He was a little afraid. In case the other party failed or died, would the forces behind him punish them?

Seeing the worry in the old man's heart, Zhang Shuo said to him, "Old man, I am determined to succeed in this trip. You don't have to worry about the consequences of what I do. I will bear them by myself and will not implicate you."

Seeing Zhang Shuo who was determined in front of him, Uncle Zhang Wu could only turn around and walk into the stone house helplessly. Then, he brought out a large wooden box with several young men. The box was yellowish in color, and it was obvious that it was very old.

"What the Immortal wants is in here."

Uncle Zhang Wu opened the chain and opened the large wooden box. A smell of rotten wood wafted out. It was unknown how many years this object had been kept, and the wooden box was a little rotten. Inside the wooden box was a stone coat made of countless stone pieces connected together.

Master Zhang Wu took out the stone coat and helmet, looked at them reluctantly, and then handed the stone coat to Zhang Shuo.

Zhang Shuo took the stone coat and helmet and then used his divine sense to investigate and found that the stone coat could indeed block the investigation of divine sense. It was made of old stone skin from the divine source, which could conceal the breath, resist the investigation of divine sense and had the ability to ward off evil spirits.

Zhang Shuo then put away the stone robe and said to Master Zhang Wu: "I have obtained the stone robe. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me and I will do my best to help in return."

Hearing Zhang Shuo's words, Master Zhang Wu did not rush to answer, but remained silent, thinking carefully, as if weighing the pros and cons. The young man standing aside could not bear it any longer. He looked at Master Zhang Wu who remained silent, then knelt down in front of Zhang Shuo and cried bitterly, "Please, Immortal, kill the bandits and save our village."

Looking at the young man crying bitterly, Master Zhang Wu sighed, and then explained to Zhang Shuo.

There are many mineral resources around their stone village, so local bandits and horse bandits are rampant. They often demand that each village water a certain amount of mineral resources from trees. If they fail to hand them over, the men will be taken away to be slaves to mine, and the women will be abducted for their enjoyment.

After hearing this, Zhang Shuo told them: "You don't have to worry. I have already cleared out the bandits around here. Now the sects around here are my people." After saying that, he handed a token to Zhang Wuye.

"This is my token. If anyone dares to come to your village to collect the source ore, you can show this token and everything will be fine. Even the young people in your village who have good cultivation qualifications can choose to use this token to join them."

After Zhang Shuo integrated the remaining monks from several major sects, he re-established a force to help him collect various materials and source minerals. He also used special means to raise the cultivation of two people to the perfection of the Dao Palace and one to the realm of entering and exiting the Four Extremes. Of course, the price was that their potential was exhausted, and it would be difficult for them to cultivate further in the future.

If they perform well in the future, Zhang Shuo may consider helping them improve their potential, and there will still be opportunities for them to go further in the future.

Looking at the token in front of him, Uncle Zhang Wu's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he knelt down to express his gratitude to Zhang Shuo.

Zhang Shuo naturally did not let him kneel, but lifted him up and took out two scriptures and some resources and gave them to him.

"Here are two cultivation scriptures, one for men and one for women. Those of you in your village who have good qualifications can choose to practice. If you have ideas, you can also join the force I established."

The scriptures Zhang Shuo gave were two of the several great saint-level scriptures he had obtained, and the contents of the scriptures only reached the Four Extreme Secret Realms. After all, going above that would be harmful rather than beneficial to them, as they could not protect themselves without strength.

Uncle Zhang Wu accepted the words of the scripture with trembling hands, and thanked Zhang Shuo profusely for saving their lives.

Afterwards, Master Zhang Wu persuaded Zhang Shuo again, hoping that he would not go to the Magic Mountain, because it was too dangerous. He did not want Zhang Shuo to have an accident there, because Zhang Shuo had helped them so much, and such a kindness made him unable to watch Zhang Shuo take risks.

Zhang Shuo naturally declined this offer. He also expressed that he was completely confident, which put Zhang Wuye and the others at ease.

Zhang Shuo, who got the stone clothes, did not rush to Zishan, but stayed in the stone village for a night to rest. He took his daughter to experience the local customs of the Northern Territory. The people in the stone village looked at the lovely daughter and loved all kinds of delicacies, and provided them to her.

At night, watching the cheering crowd, Zhang Shuo knew their inner joy. Because Master Zhang Wu quickly told the whole village about the situation, everyone knew that the young monk in front of them gave them hope of survival, so that they would not be harassed by bandits in the future, and they also had the opportunity to practice. Therefore, everyone was very enthusiastic and took out the delicacies they had treasured at home to entertain Zhang Shuo and his daughter.

Looking at this group of miserable people in front of him, Zhang Shuo's thoughts began to diverge. This is the true picture of the cultivation world. Mortals in this world have no ability to resist oppression and slavery. Monks and mortals exist in two different worlds. Mortals' resistance is meaningless. In addition to increasing deaths, it will only make people laugh.

This is also the nature of the whole world, the strong prey on the weak, the strong have everything, the weak live in humiliation. Even practitioners are divided into different levels, mortals are bullied by bandits, and the bandits rely on some small sects. Small sects are like bigger sects or higher holy places, paying wealth to the noble families and begging for protection.

For these poor people, help from outsiders is only temporary. No one can protect them forever. If they want to live a good life, they can only rely on themselves. Zhang Shuo can only give them a chance to change their fate. As for whether they can grasp it, it depends on themselves.

At night, Zhang Shuo talked with Master Zhang Wu about the rumors about their ancestors and his understanding of Zishan. This also made Zhang Shuo understand the surrounding situation more deeply, and he was very curious about the Yuan Tianshi. After all, he was a man who won a Yaochi Saint as his confidante by gambling on stones. He was really a role model for our generation.

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