Taoist chanting

Zhang Wenfeng put on such a cold posture, obviously he didn't pay much attention to Protector Xie of Zhoucheng.

The sky is mad with rain, and people are madly causing trouble. He is waiting to see the excitement of Guanzhu Zhang.

Glancing at the barefoot woman in a black dress walking alone ahead, this mysterious woman walked around with Zhang Guanzhu, but no one knew her origin, her strength was unfathomable, and the jade tablet with dragon patterns and eight trigrams hanging on her waist was the first time I saw it. , go back and check what format it is.

Maybe through the jade card, you can determine the identity of the woman?

The other two looked stern and walked in silence.

However, after going to the back mountain, the three of them returned in less than a quarter of an hour.

Master Zhang Guan went wrong in his kung fu practice, his body was full of sword energy, he couldn't restrain himself, he was struggling to move, he blocked his own energy, and couldn't receive the message from the yellow talisman.

Whether it can survive the calamity is unknown?

Mo Ye sent the three of them out to the woods.

She didn't bother to explain to the second senior brother that it was Tu Ling who used his superb supernatural powers to pretend to be the incompetent Zhang Guanzhu, and replaced her with the one she was more than a month ago.

The second senior brother knew how to watch words and expressions. Seeing the expressions of regret and understanding on the faces of the three of them, they talked softly with each other. There was no dullness and unhappiness before. The storm was about to come, so he was relieved that the problem was completely solved by Mo Ye.

He won't talk too much to ask Mo Ye, so as not to be annoying.

Yijian Gorge, Tingfengyan.

Xie Hufa saw the two men he specially sent to invite Guanzhu Zhang, listened to the two men's reports carefully, and watched a short video.

There was a smile on his face, and he criticized in his mouth: "You are young and energetic, why don't you know how to restrain yourself and practice swordsmanship? I heard that in the first half of the year, when I was sparring with others, I almost hurt people because I couldn't control the secret technique, so I haven't accepted the lesson. ! When the work here is over, at the end of the year, I will invite him to Zhoucheng to scold him severely."

As long as he didn't deliberately disobey the order, he wouldn't care about it.

On the contrary, he appreciates the young man's determination to forge ahead and know how to do things, and he doesn't have a big sect to rely on.

One of the young monks secretly glanced at the surrounding area. The entire Yijian Gorge was full of busy fading monks, far and near the hills, air or valleys, and the vigilant Daoist of the Freedom was flying.

He handed his windshield shield-shaped identity card to Hufa Xie, and said via voice transmission: "My lord, this subordinate found that the long-attached woman next to Guanzhu Zhang, the identity seems to be not simple? This subordinate secretly left the image of that woman on the identity card It’s inside, you’ll know when you look at it.”

"Oh?"

Xie Moring penetrated into the identity card with his spiritual sense, and he saw the silhouette of a barefoot woman in a black dress, and his gaze was fixed on the white jade card with dragon pattern and word on the woman's waist. I have seen it in the capital city, and it is called the Taoist "treat each other with courtesy" jade medal, which is a medal of merit and glory to reward monks from other families outside the Da'an Dynasty!

Every time it is issued, it can cause a sensation.

As far as he knows, so far no one has received the "Treat each other with courtesy" jade medal issued by the Metropolitan Daolu Institute.

Most of the cultivators have never heard of Yin Shi, let alone know him.

In the territory of the Da'an Dynasty, the Taoist lineage belonged, and the guardian of Zhoucheng Courtyard, he, had to salute the person wearing this card first. Even if he went to the Daolu Courtyard in the capital city, he was always a guest.

Treating each other with courtesy is not as simple as talking about it.

It is conceivable that Xie Moring was shocked.

His first reaction was that the jade badge worn by the woman was a fake, but then he thought it was impossible.

Dare to wear a fake "treat each other with courtesy" jade plaque in the territory of Da'an Dynasty, isn't it courting death?

Then there is only one possibility, that is, the jade medal issued when the country was founded more than 500 years ago, and the descendants of those who received meritorious service came to the Da'an Dynasty.

"You have done a good job in this matter, don't say anything, go down."

Xie Moring moved the image in the identity card to a magical jade pendant with spells, erased the image in the identity card of his subordinates, returned the badge to the subordinate who was able to do things, and gave a word of advice.

"This subordinate understands, this subordinate will leave!"

Watching the two subordinates walk away, Xie Moling held the jade pendant in his hand, flew to a hilltop a little far away, walked into a temporary attic, saluted and greeted the three old men who were talking, and handed the jade pendant For the old one who sits in the middle.

Inside the small world of bronze lamps.

Mo Ye's gaze penetrated the darkness, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he looked at the surprised people in the attic.

It was the first time she saw the land master take out the "Treat each other with courtesy" jade card, and she could see many different things, including the fact that the land master was able to survive, all thanks to this brand.

This time, she deliberately let them discover the extraordinaryness of the jade card.

Otherwise, others will not pay attention to it.

He glanced at Zhang Wenfeng who sat cross-legged in the hall and comprehended swordsmanship.

She borrowed some light to cover her walk in the world, and correspondingly, Guanzhu Zhang will lose some luck. After she leaves, Guanzhu Zhang will have bad luck for a few years before slowly recovering.

Use the "Treat each other with courtesy" jade card with a little bit of Da'an national fortune to make up for Zhang Guanzhu's fortune.

Somewhat useful.

Chapter 297 The return of the snowy night, the bronze lamp falls

Slowly opened his eyes, and the scattered sword energy on his body disappeared. Zhang Wenfeng's face was a little tired, but more excited. The sword that he evolved through the bronze lamp, like a flying fairy, was finally able to brighten his eyes In the majestic sword energy, a white light was vaguely captured.

An extremely subtle condensed sword intent,?In the wide stream of sword energy, there is no mountain or dew.

It split right in front of his eyes, but it didn't make his mind go blank like the first time.

That ray of sword intent seemed to split his forehead in half, and the pain seemed to tear his soul apart. The sea of ​​consciousness rolled up huge waves, and the ancient scroll of "Tao Jing" emitted bright golden light, which made the sword intent disappear.

He endured the pain and meditated for more than an hour, silently comprehending the true meaning of that sword.

It can only be said to be mysterious and unspeakable, right?It's still worth taking a stab at.

Standing up, rubbing her forehead and walking out of the bronze gate, she saw Mo Ye pull out the flowers and plants growing in the open space one by one, and all the flowers and plants that had not fully grown that she threw away mysteriously disappeared on the ground.

"Hey, what kind of flower is this?"

Zhang Wenfeng saw a few solitary flower buds left in the corner of the ridge, without leaves, black skull-like flower buds on short black stalks, with a little dark red on top, standing on the black ground, looking very strange.

"Ghost-head mushroom, give you a plant."

Mo Ye pulled out one, and the ghost-head mushroom dried up quickly in her hands, and handed it to Zhang Wenfeng, saying: "Knead it into powder, and use 'ghost energy' to grow it alive. This thing doesn't pick a place, it reproduces quickly, and it's not very useful. "

Zhang Wenfeng took the shriveled and uglier ghost-head mushroom.

Take out a small cloth bag from the storage space and put it in,?Tighten the mouth of the pocket and put it in the sleeve to hide it.

He would not shirk what Mo Ye sent, saying that it was "not very useful", maybe it could save lives at a critical moment?

With Mo Ye's temperament, would he give away useless gadgets like him?

The clay dolls and puppets he gave to Mo Ye are really useless except as toys.

After pulling out all the ghost-head mushrooms on the ground and throwing them away, Mo Ye waved her hand, and even the flower ridges on the ground disappeared. A ball of dark, loose and slightly shiny soil appeared in her hand, and said: "The reward I promised you last time, there is still some money left." So much is given to you."

She has tried the fun of growing flowers, but she has exhausted it, and she will not grow it again next time.

Zhang Wenfeng was not polite, took out a jade box and put a handful of soil in it, and put it in the storage space.

For him, the land where the Land Lord stands is stained with divine special soil, which can help him grow rare spiritual plants, right?For him, it is a rare and rare treasure.

He should be very useful in the hands.

The two talked for a while, and Mo Ye disappeared into the darkness.

Zhang Wenfeng walked alone to the "water mirror" hanging in the air, and adjusted to watch the busy scene near Yijian Gorge. The cold breath overflowing from the bronze lamp floated at the bottom of the canyon.

Sitting in a well and watching the sky became his only pastime in the dark place.

He never gets tired of seeing the various colors in the water mirror.

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Wenfeng, who had rested, walked back to the main hall again. He pulled out the jujube sword and put it on the small wooden table, took out tools such as talisman pen, ink and white paper, turned on the bean oil lamp, and dipped the pen in cinnabar ink to practice. Draw a few "Spiritual Linking Amulets", and then paint on the delicate, smooth, moist and haloed sword surface.

Not long after, both sides of the sword were covered with complex positive and negative runes, and the light flashed and then converged with the ups and downs, and the runes were successful.

He also happened to think that the spirit lead talisman can strengthen the connection between monks and swords.

Not to mention truly achieving "one-to-one understanding", it will play some role.

With his sword state of "fitting with the body", if he can have a little more "consonance", the power of the sword will make a big difference.

Wipe off the remaining rune ink on the sword body with white paper. He held the sword in his hand to feel it carefully for a while, and practiced swordsmanship for a while. There was indeed a trace of inner connection between him and the Zaomu sword. Use the superposition of the method to refine the sword one more time to make the sword more agile.

Then he took out the Bizhu sword from the Nawu space, and made it in the same way, drawing runes on the front and back of the Bizhu sword.

After reading a book for a while, use a brush to calculate the positions of "Nine Palace Steps" and "Nine Palace Five Elements Boxing" for half an hour on the white paper, write down the two figures that were finally calculated, and sit cross-legged to adjust breath.

His daily retreat life is boring and monotonous, almost the same, and even Mo Ye rarely appears.

In order to see the sun outside as soon as possible, he adjusted his mentality and refined a certain amount of ghost energy step by step every day. The simple spells of the other four elements of water, fire, and earth are all trying to learn some.

Apart from cultivating, refining ghost energy, and understanding sword intent, he has nothing else to do.

During the three months of darkness, he survived with great patience.

After he purified all the ghost energy in his body, and inspected with internal inspection, he found that there was an extra line of slender and fuzzy black energy on the Qi Hai Yuan Qi tree, which happened to be hidden on the other side of the pale golden line.

Thinking about it, he got up and walked out of the hall, and saw Mo Ye coming from the darkness.

Then he told Mo Yeyi about the situation.

"It's okay, it's the imprint of dark energy, and it has no effect on your practice. Just like the breath of 'divine favor', you have gained some kind of recognition. You can learn ghost skills in the future, and use the cold ghost energy. Of course, it's up to you whether you want to use it or not."

Mo Ye explained a few words, looked Guanzhu Zhang up and down, and nodded with a smile: "I will teach you how to refine and use this bronze lamp, and I will send you back to the mountain later. It is the middle of the night outside, so it's just right to do things."

Zhang Wenfeng quickly memorized a few formulas, mastered them a few times, and asked doubtfully: "In a short period of time, with my cultivation base, can such a large and small world be refined?"

"Of course not. I'll think about it when you reach the fourth level of cultivation. You should pack your things first."

Mo Ye waved his hand, signaling not to ask more questions.

Zhang Wenfeng returned to the hall, and hastily put away the small wooden table and other odds and ends. He did not forget to carry the remains of the two monks from the Yanhua Pavilion in the oilcloth bag, and carried them out of the hall.

With a wave of his hand, Mo Ye led Zhang Wenfeng out of the isolated small world.

It was midnight outside, snow was falling, and it was freezing.

Feeling the natural and fresh breath, Zhang Wenfeng took a deep breath of cold air, and his whole body came alive.

He finally escaped from the bronze lamp, it was not easy, it seemed like a lifetime away.

The same darkness gave him two different feelings.

"Get me out!"

Following Mo Ye's soft drink, the earth shook, and there was a faint muffled sound of thunder from high in the snowy sky.

The air above became turbulent because Mo Ye let go of his breath, and huge eyes were forming rapidly.

Zhang Wenfeng widened his eyes and saw that the ground at the foot of the mountain below was cracked, rocks were rolling down, and an object reflecting bronze light, as big as a ridge and like a roof, rose from the cracked ground.

The bronze lamp as big as a mountain was taken out from the ground by Mo Ye.

This was the first time he had seen Mo Ye make a move.

Every gesture has the power to overwhelm mountains and seas.

The image of the hairpin girl standing in the air with bare feet against the wind is simply not too domineering.

The muffled thunder in the sky became more and more clear, forming a rolling downward trend.

Zhang Wenfeng felt that his hands and feet were nowhere to rest, his scalp was numb from his scalp to the spine of his tail, and he felt a small soul trembling in the face of the power of heaven and earth. It was really creepy, as if the next moment, the sky would rain down and kill him. robbery.

There were several long howls in the distance, and someone was coming here.

There was too much movement, and it was impossible to hide it from the Golden Core Realm masters and Freedom Realm monks fifty miles away.

"you go first!"

With a wave of Mo Ye's hand, Zhang Wenfeng's ears were filled with the sharp sound of the wind. The scenery changed so fast in the dark night that he was dizzy and couldn't keep his eyes open. He had a magic weapon to protect him, so he couldn't feel the strong wind blowing like a knife.

"Bang", Zhang Wenfeng staggered, his feet stepped on the ground, the rocks shook, he opened his eyes and quickly stood still.

He found that he had reached the entrance of his cave, and there was a large crack in the rock on the ground.

In just a few breaths, he was thrown by Mo Ye from five or six hundred miles away to the back of Xianling Mountain.

The cave door on the lower right side suddenly opened, and a figure flew out, shouting: "Who? Dare to break into the fairy temple at night..." The earth spirit who rushed out saw clearly that it was Guanzhu Zhang, and put down the hand raised just now, up and down After looking around, he asked, "Did Mr. Mo not come back?"

The oilcloth bag in Zhang Wenfeng's hand was taken away by Mo Ye at some point, before he could answer Tu Ling's question, he hurriedly flew into the sky.

Flying against the wind and snow to a height of two hundred feet, looking southeast and listening.

Even after a distance of hundreds of miles, one can still vaguely perceive the thunder from far away, the mighty Tianwei.

The earth spirit followed and flew to the sky, no more nonsense, he knew a lot of inside information.

The sound of thunder became clearer, and each sound seemed to hit the bottom of my heart, making people flustered. Zhang Wenfeng smiled wryly, what kind of cultivation is Mo Yede?Can resist such thunder.

Just for a moment, I heard a shock from below, as if something heavy fell to the ground.