Chapter 22 Condensing Nine Patterns

Zhu Shanzhen's gaze was gentle, as if forever looking at everything with a compassionate heart.
This scene created an illusion among the crowd.
As if the Zhang Man brothers in front of them were not the ones killed by Zhu Shanzhen.
The forest is quiet.
Occasionally, a cuckoo bird chirps melodiously.
When everyone came back to their senses, Zhu Shanzhen was checking the life and death of the two brothers, Na Dao.
The brother whose neck was twisted by Zhang Man died on the spot.
And the younger brother who was beaten by the snaggle-toothed man was barely hanging on, but seemed to find peace when he saw the snaggle-toothed man and Zhang Man killed by Zhu Shanzhen. His eyes never opened again.
Life is like grass and weeds.
The appearance of Zhang Mangji brothers here is completely Wade Temple deliberately increasing the difficulty of survival.
It seems to be telling them clearly.
The weak have no qualifications to survive in this world.
Zhu Shanzhen restrained his vexation and put away the curved blades of the two brothers.
There was also Zhang Man's ancient qin, although it was damaged, it was still a Xuan weapon.
It should be able to exchange for a good amount of elixirs.
Yue Linfeng once said that they can make use of all resources on the Big Ape Mountain. Since they are in the mountains, they, including Zhang Man and his brothers, are naturally a part of the mountains.
朱善真不怕宗门的人掰扯。
After all, it is a demonic sect and in the end, it's all about who has the stronger fist.
As for Zhu Shanzhen's collection of mysterious weapons, no one said anything about it.
This is the rational use of resources.
At the same time, their lives were also saved by Zhu Shanzhen.
Although some people inexplicably feel at ease, it is reasonable.
But there are also a few people who have expressed gratitude to Zhu Shanzhen and approached him.
Ju Shanzhen responds to people who show goodwill with a smile, but he ignores others.
Without intending to engage in deep conversations, Ju Shanzhen looked up at the sky and thought that Yue Linfeng might still be open for business. So he packed up his things, bid farewell to everyone, and went down the mountain.
"Why did the monk allow Zhou Yan to bully him when he was in the slave camp, even though he was so powerful?" Some people from the Seventh Battalion are puzzled.
"Perhaps this is the profound aspect of Master Zhu's cultivation, being unaffected by favor or humiliation. He sees the flowers bloom and wither in front of the court, and has no attachment to gain or loss. He gazes at the clouds rolling and the rain unfolding in the sky."
"If it weren't for saving us, perhaps Master Zhu would not have broken his vow and killed someone, yet he did not mention a word and left with a swish of his robe."
One person looked at the figure of Zhu Shanzhen leaving and cast him a gaze full of great reverence.
Hearing what he said, many people suddenly realized and immediately showed respect.
When Zhu Shanzhen arrived at the pavilion at the foot of the mountain, he found that Yue Linfeng had already disappeared. Helpless, he could only take the mysterious weapon back to the cave where he lived.
One round trip, it's late at night.
The moonlight, like broken pieces of glass, shines speckled in the woods.
When Zhu Shanzhen rushed back to the cave, he found something was wrong.
In the morning when he left, he deliberately noted the placement of a few withered leaves at the cave entrance.
The leaves are all messed up now!
The footsteps slowed down and approached the cave slowly from the rocky wall.
By the moonlight, Zhu Shanzhen actually saw a young man unconscious by the extinguished bonfire.
"Is it him?"
This person, Zhu Shanzhen, knew him. He was the last one to bind the mysterious weapon at that time.
Zhu Shanzhen didn't understand why this person would appear here. He tightened his black gold iron rod in his hand, and the first thought that flashed through his mind was the intent to kill.
However, he paused.
In the end, he still didn't want to become the type of person who kills without reason.
He stepped out of the shadows.
In that moment, moonlight shone on his face, delicate and gentle.
从附近寻了一根藤蔓将少年五花大绑，再夺走玄兵。
朱善真这才满意地点点头。
他将乌金铁杖立在旁边，屈腿坐下，在洞中升起了火。
The warm firelight ironed a hole in the dark night.
Joo Sang-jin briefly inspected the things inside the hole, and it seemed like nothing was missing, so he cut off a piece of uneaten rabbit leg meat and grilled it on the fire.
Even though there was the light of the fire shining, the boy's complexion still looked somewhat unpleasant.
His face was pale and his skin was thin, with dark circles around his eyes.
You could tell at a glance that after binding with the mysterious weapon, he had been living a difficult life.
Even if left alone, it's impossible for him to live much longer like this, Zhu Shanzhen shook his head.
He took out the Rushing Spirit Pill and swallowed it during a break from grilling the meat.
This stage of cultivation relies on the body's autonomous absorption, so there is no need to spend too much energy immersed in practice.
The aroma of grilled meat filled the entire cave in no time.
Zhu Shanzhen looked at the young man, who still hadn't woken up, and enjoyed this delicacy contently.
It must be said that the energy contained in the surge spirit pill is several times purer than the condensed spirit pill. After Zhu Shanzhen consumed it, he felt the warmth in his abdomen gradually turning into dry heat.
The energy flows along the meridians, nourishing every part of the body.
If it wasn't for Zhu Shanzhen's powerful internal strength, it would be quite difficult to absorb.
"The residual Qingliuli flame inside my body is also helping me refine the medicinal power. With the assistance of the Surging Spirit Pill, maybe in less than two days, I can break through."
朱善真重新审视了自己的情况。
只要保持丹药不断，以他身体的抗压能力，两日突破不是问题。
用嘴撕下一块兔肉，一边是身体在疯狂汲取丹药能量，一边是嘴巴的享受，朱善真做到了两不耽误。
And amidst all this busyness, the ninth spiritual rune gradually solidified in my eyes...
Soon, one night passed.
The morning chill extinguished the flames, leaving only a wisp of white smoke lingering.
Zhu Shanzhen patrolled outside for a while.
When he returned, he found that the boy still hadn't woken up, and the situation seemed to be getting worse.
After hesitating for a moment.
Then he walked into the woods.
When he came back again, he held a freshly dug wooden bowl in his hands.
Fire up again for cooking.
This time, Zhu Shanzhen pounded the roasted meat into minced meat and put it into a bowl, then mixed it with water to create a porridge-like consistency, and fed it into the boy's mouth little by little.
Although a lot of it flowed out of the corners of his mouth, there were also some that went into his mouth.
The boy miraculously moved his lips.
It seemed to be tempted by the aroma of meat.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Shanzhen also became interested.
He directly fed a big bowl of meat porridge to the end.
Wait for everything to be over.
Zhu Shanzhen found a clean spot next to him and continued to cultivate the pill.
【Hmm, a beam of spiritual light goes straight to the sky, but it seems that nothing happened.】
The fortune absorbed from Yue Linfeng ultimately ended in disappointment.
Zhu Shanzhen shook her head and calmed down.
Time passed little by little, and by the evening, Zhu Shanzhen took another Concentrated Spirit Pill. At this moment, the ninth spirit pattern in her eyes was nearly formed!
He turned his head and looked at the boy's condition, but he still didn't wake up.
In the evening, with the moon on the branches, Zhu Shanzhen lit a bonfire and fed him again.
"If he doesn't wake up soon, I may lose patience."
Zhu Shanzhen murmured.
He threw the wooden bowl aside.
By the next morning, Zhu Shanzhen had successfully broken through.
Nine spiritual patterns overlapped in Zhu Shanzhen's pupils. When triggered, his pupils became darker than ink, making him look like an inanimate object.
"Finally, we've reached this step. With the convergence of nine spirit runes, the next step is the realm of inspiration!"
"Only by breaking through the realm of inspiration can one truly enter the ranks of spiritual cultivation. Otherwise, one can only cultivate passively."
Zhu Shanzhen is satisfied with this progress.
Most of the outer disciples of Wu Xiangzong are stuck at the ninth pattern.
Even if he enters the outer gate now, he is already at an above-average level.
Moreover, there are still over two months left until the end of the three-month observation period.
Zhu Shanzhen is confident to take another big step forward!
Hmm...
As thoughts drift away, the long-sleeping youth finally regained a hint of consciousness.
"Where am I?"
A tired teenage boy opened his eyes, ready to stretch his limbs, only to realize that he was tightly bound. A monk was looking at him with a kind expression on his face...