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Yue Anyan admired his own charcoal portrait, and said with a smile: "You don't know how to draw now, so you won't learn much from it."

She's not going to be fooled, Yun Qiuhe's other things are fine, she doesn't have half a cent of credibility in this regard, if she takes it away, she'll be beaten by a meat bun, so don't even think about getting it back.

One sentence made Yun Qiuhe roll his eyes, so he changed his way and said:

"It's not interesting, Yue Anyan, you are guarding Guanzhu Zhang every day, and you are afraid that there will be no portraits? If there are all in the room, why bother to fight for this one..."

Yue Anyan heard her talking nonsense, so he took off the entire drawing board, took it out of the door.

Guanzhu painted many masterpieces and small works, but it was the first time she saw Guanzhu signing his name on the painting. Needless to say, Guanzhu was very satisfied with this painting, it was a masterpiece made with heart, and it was her own portrait, how did she Willing to give in?

Zhang Wenfeng went out with a smile, ignoring the petty dispute between the two women.

For him, painting is a kind of self-cultivation and self-cultivation. He appreciates all the beauty in the world.

Good feelings can easily trigger his spark of inspiration.

In the next few days, he was the same as usual, walking around the area of ​​the Taoist temple gate, tending the crops and spiritual plants, feeling the subtle fluctuations of the trees with his heart, feeling the emotions of the plants that seem to be absent, and absorbing the vitality of the weeds Nourishing seedlings and trees.

The second senior brother came back from the mission with the donkey and the mountain badger. The process was lacklustre. Most of the time he was on the road to track down the bandits, crossing several counties before he was arrested and brought to justice. The second senior brother said that he would go out next time.

He is not too boring, he learned a lot from running around with Fu Gujing.

There is a lot of rain in spring, and it often rains continuously for several days, and the sky and the earth are misty.

The host wears a coir raincoat and walks barefoot in the fields, fiddles with green wheat seedlings, walks on cobblestones to wade through a wide stream, and observes the twigs of spring bamboo swaying in the wind.

Hard work paid off, and finally on a rainy morning, he found a touch of vitality that fascinated him from the rainbow-like brilliant colors of the sunlight reflected from the water droplets rolling on the wild camellia petals.

Shaking and trembling, fresh and energetic.

He returned to the bamboo building barefoot.

The room is full of fresh air, and you can sit peacefully and forget to wander outside.

Chapter 214

After waking up from meditation, Zhang Wenfeng habitually looked inside to check the sea of ​​consciousness ancient scrolls, but there were still no new supernatural scriptures.

Without the last sentence, Chapter 1 of Taoism is not complete.

In fact, he was vaguely expecting, what miraculous effect would the complete Taoism Chapter 1 bring?

It shouldn't just be as simple as magical powers, maybe there are other benefits?

Glancing at the clepsydra in the corner, the sand has flowed out, and more than a day has passed.

Checking his own cultivation base and the condition of his heart and soul for a while, he dispersed his cross-legged posture, only to realize that his bare feet, his robe rubbed against the dried mud, was extremely filthy, he stood up with a smile, and picked up the two swords that had been placed on the ground , hanging carefully at the waist.

After several times of forgetfulness and visualization, even though his cultivation has not yet reached the peak, his state of mind has reached perfection.

After two or three days of rest, he can try to break through the barrier in one go.

Often the first time to clear the level is the best, and he is forced to do so. Time is very tight, and he has to hurry up and make a lot of preparations for the trip to transcend ghosts after he advances to the Fading Realm.

If you fail to break through this time, then you will have to find another opportunity in the future to initiate a second breakthrough.

The degree of difficulty is very different, so monks are often fully prepared before proceeding to the level.

He thought about the possibility of failing in the promotion, so what can he do? If he fails, he must go to Guizai Ridge, which is very dangerous at present. He enjoys the peaceful cultivation environment created by Da'an Dynasty Taoists, and he can't refuse the order from the state city.

Unless his cultivation base can outshine others in the future, stand at the highest point, and become a small group of masters.

Open the bamboo door, the sun is shining outside, it is afternoon.

Go around to the back of the mountain and climb up to the top of the mountain, wash and feel refreshed, put on cloth shoes, Zhang Guanzhu first went to the main hall to worship incense, and then boiled water in the west hall, and ate some dried meat in a storage bottle to fill his stomach , drank a pot of tea.

Walking down the mountain to the west of the wheat field, a hundred or so wheat stalks were growing exceptionally strong. When I was checking, I heard the sound of water splashing.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the black donkey running from the direction of the forest, wading across the stream.

"Monastery Lord, I heard that you are going to catch ghosts in a few days, count me in, I will go out with you and go to the rivers and lakes."

"How is your lightning cleansing technique?"

"It's okay, it has been tempered four times, and the fifth time can be done after a few days of rest."

"Oh, what day is it in March?"

"March 25th, there are still some days before the middle of next month."

"You can't take Lu Huan with you, let him patrol the mountains in the Taoist temple."

"Come on, its cultivation base is too poor. It's best to stay at home before it's time to venture into the rivers and lakes. Lord, do you think I need to make any preparations? Listen to Yun Qiuhe revealing when chatting with Senior Sister Yue, what the hell is that?" Zailing, the environment is dangerous and there are many evil spirits."

"Strengthen lightning protection, there is no need for other things, I will prepare in advance for what needs to be prepared."

"Then I'm going to temper my body now. There are still 20 days left. Hurry up and try to complete the sixth round of the Lightning Cleansing Technique to temper my body and reach the level of minor success in the Lightning Cleansing Technique. I'm going first."

The donkey attached great importance to the viewer's suggestion, and ran to the northwest forest.

The old cripple also said: learn to be beaten before hitting the gun.

Let's go in the rivers and lakes, first cultivate yourself to be particularly resistant to fighting, not too much.

Zhang Wenfeng gently stroked the wheat leaves with his fingers, looked around, absorbed the vitality of the weeds that emerged after the spring rain, and nourished the specially cared for wheat plants. He could hear the bell for the end of get out of class coming from the direction of the other courtyard, and soon there was the sound of chasing and cheering.

He smiled, wandered around and climbed up the short hill and came to the tea room.

The second senior brother and Yue Anyan sat at the coffee table drinking tea and talking in a low voice, Yun Qiuhe was drawing in front of the easel, and the table by the wall was decorated with a white cloth, a skull, jars, fruits, etc., and arranged a group of simple still lifes.

Seeing the temple master coming in, the three hurriedly got up to say hello.

After watching Yun Qiuhe's painting for a while, giving some pointers, he sat down and drank two cups of tea when the bell for class rang outside.

谷钗

Get up and go out with the second senior brother, go around, instruct the apprentices in the practice room to practice swords, walk along the corridor, see the little fat man who is bitter and copying the scriptures in the rule hall, go in and ask Said: "Shi Nanguan, what rule have you violated?"

The little fat man hurriedly put down his writing brush, stood up and bowed respectfully: "Returning to the Lord...I fought with Shui Qingru like a sword, and lost three games in a row. Our bet is how many times we lose and how many scriptures we copy."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled, and waved his hand to signal Xiaopang to sit down and continue copying books, willing to admit defeat.

After hesitating for a while, the little fat man smiled flatteringly and said, "Monastery Master, I have a physique of wood and earth, and I also learned "Flying Woods and Flying Swords from Falling Wood", can you teach me some tricks? I can't beat a little girl, so I am ashamed."

"Wait until you break through and advance to Yuan Qi, let's talk about it, it's too early now."

Zhang Wenfeng waved his hands and walked out of the rule hall.

The little fat man scratched his head and laughed silly, "What the Lord means... is that I can also advance to Yuan Qi and become a god in the future?"

He raised his fist and waved it a few times, full of energy, sat down and continued to copy the scriptures.

Zhang Wenfeng heard it outside, smiled and said nothing, most of the more than 30 apprentices studied and practiced very hard, and will have a chance to make a breakthrough in the future, the remaining twelve or three are still awake, or lazy and afraid of difficulties. Work hard, unless there is a change later, there is basically no chance.

The Taoist priests give lectures by ear, but they don't use sticks to urge them like parents.

Cultivation is a very personal matter. The master leads the door, and the long-term practice in the future depends on personal efforts and struggles.

Turn around, go down from the gate, go to Xitan Ridge to check the growth of corn plants, deal with the weeds that grow, then go to Wangxia Ridge to have a look, and then walk around in the forest.

Caressing the trunk, touching the leaves, sitting in the bamboo pavilion, watching the weeping willows blowing the waves with the wind and green leaves, is very pleasant.

The next two days were also so leisurely, completely relaxing.

March 28th is the auspicious day for practicing according to the calculation by the second senior brother.

Zhang Wenfeng walked into the room on the second floor, paced and recited scriptures silently, adjusted his body and mind to tranquility, untied the green bamboo sword and Lingzao wood sword and put them on the bamboo floor. He sat cross-legged on the wheat straw futon in the middle, facing the east.

The pinch formula activates part of the functions of the large formation, and transfers the aura to gather in the bamboo building.

After a while, the room was filled with white mist.

Compared with other monks who want to break through, he can use the Great Formation of the Mountain Gate for his own use, and he has a great advantage.

The formation of the great sect is inherited, so how can it be used for personal use?Unless it is to break through to the Freedom Realm or Golden Core Realm, the situation is different.

Observe the nose, the nose, and the heart, practice slowly, leaving a trace of spiritual consciousness tied to the tree-shaped energy in the lower abdomen's dantian.

Yuan Qi circulates along the meridians, and every time Zhou Tian returns to the dantian, the tree shape becomes condensed, and the brilliance flickers slightly. He needs to condense the fuzzy tree shape into a viscous liquefied Yuan Qi whole body, no matter how big or small it is. The tree of qi does not collapse, it is meticulous and meticulous, and the branches and leaves are scattered, which is the gradual decline.

This process takes a very long time, and it needs to absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world to supplement its own consumption.

He doesn't need to worry when he is in a place full of spiritual energy, and he doesn't need to swallow supplementary pills. He just needs to keep his mind free of distracting thoughts and condense and condense his Yuan Qi tree in one go.

Qingzheng Bieyuan, on a large rock protruding from the northeast corner.

Yun Qiuhe looked at the light fog rising from the flat ground below, gradually gathering towards the west, and said: "Guardian Zhang has the convenience of a large formation, and the place of cultivation is full of spiritual energy, and his state of mind is complete, and he has the help of the supreme merit accumulated all the time. Don't worry, wait. When he left the customs, he was a cultivator in the fading state."

Yue Anyan and the second senior brother hurriedly turned around and cupped their fists to thank each other.

What Yun Qiuhe said was "good words and hexagrams", and there must be a response.

The second senior brother looked at the white mist in the direction of the water pool and the trees were hazy, and said: "In the past few days, I went to the main hall to pray for the Lord of the Temple to recite the "Taishang Tongxuan Sifang Wonderful Sutra" and add a little power to the Lord's breakthrough. Qingzheng Regarding the affairs of the other courtyard and the operation of the Great Formation of the Mountain Gate, Junior Sister Yue, please take care of me."

"Brother, don't worry, I'm here. After homework in the morning and evening, I will take all the apprentices to the main hall to pray for the Lord."

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

The second brother jumped down the short hill from the rock, walked in the mist, and went up the hill after a while.

Breaking the realm of the temple master is the top priority of Xianling temple. They have to use their own methods and do their best.

Chapter 215 Breaking through the border and crossing the border, everyone prays

The mist in the room of the bamboo building was thick, slowly circling as Zhang Wenfeng, who was sitting upright and practicing, breathed out, and there was even a faint fragrance of grass and trees mixed in it.

I don't know the passage of time, and keep moving the energy to promote the circulation of Yuan Qi, and condense the tree of Yuan Qi day and night.

His heart is firm and his mood is harmonious, right?There were no distractions, and it went very smoothly.

One thread after another, like a tree ring encircling and condensed, dense and dense, unconsciously, the tree of Yuan Qi has a rough shape,?Trunk branches and roots,?Although not leafy, ?But also become a sparse whole.

A faint joy rose in Zhang Wenfeng's heart, as long as he stabilized the tree of Yuan Qi, he would immediately become a gradually diminishing state.

Feeling that he had more energy to spare, he continued to promote the exercises, adding branches and leaves to the tree of Yuan Qi.

The tree of Yuan Qi is of course the more perfect the shape, the better, but it pays more attention to doing your best, and enough is enough.

Zhang Wenfeng has long been familiar with the various taboos and tricks explained in the classics and exercise booklets. He is more focused on his own feelings and is ready to stop at the right time.

As time passed, the tree of Yuan Qi had twenty or thirty more branches, leaves, and roots than before, and the blue color was much richer.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice coming from far and near: "Zhang Wenfeng, you have done great work for the underworld and accumulated a lot of merit. The emperor allows you to return to the previous earth through the underworld. If you agree, you can Do it again as Zhang Kedao."

A vague figure wearing a tall pointed hat appeared in the mist, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

It's Bai Wuchang from Hades, with the words "One Sight Makes Money" clearly visible on the hat, he smiled and continued:

"If you don't want to go back, it's okay. I allow you to serve as a ghost messenger for a few more years. You can think about it, or if you have any scruples, you can bring it up with me."

The fluctuating brilliance on Zhang Wenfeng's body flickered rapidly.

He almost opened his eyes to talk, and then realized that it was a hidden obsession in his heart that caused him to hallucinate at a critical moment, and it was so strange that Bai Wuchang appeared that he did not expect.

Perhaps, in the depths of his subconscious mind, there was still a hint of wanting to go back, which he didn't even notice.

Almost fell short, Zhang Guanzhu's forehead was dripping with sweat.

"The Dao is the Dao, not the constant Dao."

He focused on three things, continued to promote the exercise without stopping, and silently recited the first sentence of the Taoism from the ancient scroll of inner vision.

A bell-ringing spell blasted the void in front of him, and Bai Wuchang's figure collapsed instantly, and an invisible golden wave of light washed his whole body up and down like water,?Whether it is obsession or distraction,?Everything was swept away, and phantoms whispered and broken words disappeared.

The mist surged violently in the room of the bamboo building, and returned to its previous state after a while.

Nothing seems to happen.

The Great Hall of the Fairy Spirit Temple.

The second senior brother sat cross-legged in front of the Taoist statue, chanting the "Prayer and Blessing Chapter" in the "Taishang Tongxuan Sifang Miaojing", inserting the name of the temple master according to the rules, and chanting it over and over again with reverence.

For three days and two nights, day and night, I got up every nine times to offer incense, and added oil every day.

In the Qingzheng Bieyuan, Yue Anyan stood on the big rock, looking up at the water pool in the northwest, a palm-length silver-threaded knife mantis was clinging to her shoulder, motionless like an emerald green jade carving.

The donkey was also standing on the rock, staring blankly into the distance, occasionally making chirping noises from its body.

In the past few days, even when the get out of class was over, the apprentices tried their best to keep their voices quiet and did not make any noise on the grounds and yards. Everyone in the Fairy Spirit Temple was waiting for the good news.

When the dinner bell rang, the apprentices went out quietly, without the lively fighting in the past, and walked silently along the corridor.

The old cripple looked at a table full of apprentices who were eating, and then saw that the single table was empty, he sighed silently, even the donkey and mountain badger didn't come, forget it, don't bother the fourth girl and the donkey them.