Taoist chanting

"Please tell me, what kind of place is the Rabbit Ditch? What are the dangers of the Rabbit Hole, and what aspects do we need to pay attention to? What preparations should we make?"

Facing Guanzhu Zhang's question, Xin Yue showed a hint of embarrassment on her face, and said with a smile: "The hare ditch is currently at the junction with the Broken Moon Demon Forest, there will often be blue wolves on patrol, with your strength, even if you are discovered by them Don't dare to offend, you have a great reputation in the Broken Moon Demon Forest, we can get into the 'rabbit hole' before the blue wolf department makes a big move, they don't know the way, even if their noses are good, they will get lost after entering."

"When it came out, wasn't it the original hole?"

"No, that place is too complicated, and the entrances and exits are far away. At the beginning, Gao Yi and Yi Weishu, the three masters of the free world, negotiated with the third-level masters of the Yaozu to replace the territory of the Three-tailed Demon Fox Division with Guizailing. They also consulted me I have only one condition, the wild rabbit ditch is the boundary, and the rest are at the disposal of both parties."

A fox-like smile appeared on Xinyue's face again, charming and bewitching.

She would only reveal her true emotions in this way in front of her trusted companions.

She must take back the clan land that was lost from her hands.

Zhang Wenfeng was extremely resistant to good-looking skins, and continued to ask after thinking: "Can you tell me about the situation in the rabbit hole?"

Xinyue restrained her smile and said helplessly: "I don't know much about the rabbit hole. I only know that there are many passages in it, extending in all directions. What are the specific dangers? The inheritance given to me by the ancestor of Jiuming didn't mention too much. But inside the rabbit hole, More than 800 years ago, he prepared resources for our fox clan to avoid the dismal situation of the fox clan."

Zhang Wenfeng basically believed it when he heard that old fox from Jiuming was mentioned.

In response to the old saying: "There is a definite cycle of cause and effect."

At the beginning, Jiuming was caught by Bai Wuchang and the others into the Nether Realm because of him, and he handed over the inheritance of the fox family to Xinyue. Now he and Xinyue work together to retrieve the treasures recorded in the inheritance.

Going in a circle, I hope the final result can be satisfactory.

He didn't ask any more questions, stood up and suddenly remembered that there was one more thing that needs to be informed to the owner of this place.

"Xinyue, I have to go in and out of the secret land in the mountain where Mo Ye planted flowers from time to time, which may disturb your cleanliness."

"Guan Zhang Zhang is very polite. Please keep this jade card. I will greet the little fox who guards the gate. You can come and go at any time in the future. It would be even better if you can drink tea as a guest at White Fox Castle."

Xin Yue then got up to see off the guests. She is very short on time now and needs to take good care of her body.

She knew where Mr. Mo's flower-growing field was, but she couldn't get in.

She guessed that Mr. Mo entrusted Master Zhang to take care of the flowers and plants in the secret ground, so she didn't ask a word.

Zhang Wenfeng took the jade token that allowed him to walk within the range of White Fox Fort, which was a refined array weapon, and bid farewell and went down the mountain.

Xin Xing, who was bored playing with the little foxes at the foot of the mountain, saw Guanzhu Zhang and greeted him happily. After talking for a while, he agreed to go to the Taoist temple to draw pictures tomorrow, and sent Guanzhu Zhang to the waterfall that dried up in winter. At the entrance of the cave, after receiving a message from my sister, I bounced and flew to White Fox Castle.

Zhang Wenfeng walked into the water wave portal on the stone wall, and into the stone hall, a strong cold and ghostly aura hit his face.

There is a trace of "devil energy imprint" on the Yuan Qi tree in his body, and he has lived in the bronze lamp small world for three months, facing ghost energy calmly.

The top of the stone hall is inlaid with a few gemstones emitting soft white light, lighting up the entire room.

Looking around, he found a small flowering field left by Mo Ye at the edge of the wall on the right.

He looked thoughtful, Mo Ye had already thought about it for him, and he also decided to only plant a small crop of ghost-head mushrooms.

Don't be too greedy, you can't enjoy all the blessings.

Take out the cloth bag containing the shriveled ghost-head mushrooms from the sleeve pocket, break the two halves, crush half of the ghost-head mushrooms into fine powder, sprinkle them on the flower bed, put the remaining ghost-head mushrooms in the sleeves, and take out one from the storage bag Open the jade box, knead a bit of god-like soil and sprinkle it on the ghost-head mushroom powder. He is also reluctant to sprinkle too much.

The "land" that has been cultivated for more than 500 years under the feet of the land public is very precious.

After staying in the stone hall for less than half an hour, he used the magic wood beads to open the portal passage on the stone wall and stepped out.

Go back to the Taoist site and find the donkey who was playing vigorously with Hu Qiang'er in the forest.

"Lu Zijin, I have a black art at hand, try to learn it."

The donkey was astonished, and grinned, "My lord, where did you get the sorcery?" He glanced at the leather scroll that Manato sent to it, and was a little dumbfounded, as it didn't know any of the characters on it.

Hu Qiang'er stood on tiptoe to look, sniffed, and reminded: "Donkey, use your demon sense to check, this is a fox text, this leather that records witchcraft should be a refined 'skin slip', you try?"

Zhang Wenfeng asked curiously: "Qiang'er, how do you know this?"

Hu Qiang'er replied solemnly: "Master, I often play with the little fox girl sister. She taught me to recognize fox characters and told me some common sense about monster races. I wrote them all down."

He is cute and cute, with polite manners. On the Taoist site, except for the barefoot Mo Ye, he can make friends with anyone, and he has a good relationship with the earth spirit in the back mountain.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the donkey who was checking the skin roll with his demonic sense, and pulled the little elf to the side, asking in a low voice about the growth of spiritual plants and fruit trees in the Taoist temple. The little elf is a natural spiritual planter, and is close to trees, flowers and plants It is a natural ability.

After chatting for a long time, the donkey over there has memorized the "shrinking" magic.

"Monastery Lord, it may take me some time to learn this black art. Ahh, Lord God, why did you suddenly let me learn this incomplete black art? It's not very useful."

"If you can learn it within a month, I will take you on a long trip."

"Come on, ten days at most."

The donkey laughed strangely, full of confidence.

It is obedient and bosom friend, and the Guanzhu wants to take it to walk the rivers and lakes to experience.

The last time the master ate alone and hid at the bottom of the mountain for three months of retreat, he didn't take it with him, which made him worry, and it seemed to be useful if he talked about it for a few days.

It is full of energy, blows its mouth slightly, returns the skin roll to the spectator, and runs to the forest in the northwest, it is too underestimated, such a superficial sorcery, even if the attributes are not very suitable, it uses it Do you have to learn it in a month?

It is a very smart and well-informed donkey hero.

Chapter 305: Spend a little money and make money

An ordinary-looking gray-robed Taoist priest walked out of the inn room where Zhang Wenfeng lived for several days at the Daolu Branch Inn in Zhoucheng, holding a jade bottle in his palm that was slightly bigger than his thumb.

After careful searching several times, the missing hair was not found.

Zhang Guanzhu is a very cautious person, he didn't leave any belongings or hair behind.

Busy,?A year has passed.

After eating a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner and finishing evening classes, the three of Zhang Wenfeng went down the mountain to the old cripple's yard to watch the new year.

The old cripple set up firewood in the main room, and it burned vigorously. The firewood made a "crack" sound from time to time, sparks burst out, and the smoke was lingering,?Several people laughed and chatted livelyly, when Wei Xingde saw three Taoist priests coming,?He hurriedly put down the tea bowl to say hello.

The two chatting women hurriedly put down the melon seeds they were nibbling and stood up to let the guests go.

The old cripple smiled and asked everyone to sit down. Today is the New Year's Eve, so you are not welcome. He likes crowds and excitement the most.

The women squeezed in the position near the door, making it convenient for them to make tea, hand over water and serve snacks and refreshments.

Wei Jingjie and He He, two teenagers who were older, sat next to the woman and listened to the adults chatting.

Wei Jingcheng, Hu Qiang'er, and Shan Badger were playing with firecrackers in the yard, chasing and playing wildly, and from time to time, Hu Qiang'er went into the main room to grab snacks and melons and fruits to share.

The donkey and the earth spirit didn't show up, they were busy with their own things and didn't pay much attention to the New Year.

The old cripple took a sip of wine instead of tea. Under the light of the fire, his face was flushed. He was chatting with the temple master, discussing some arrangements made by Zhangjiazhuang years ago. The annual gifts vary in size, rice, noodles, money, grain and coarse cloth, and emergency food for poor relatives who can’t open the pot for some days.

In the name of you and the second child, 50 taels of silver bills were sealed for repairs to the ancestral hall.

The country people have shallow eye sockets, a thin mouth, and love to gossip.

The patriarch took the banknote, and both the village chief and the village official stated that whoever dares to criticize Brother Feng's right and wrong will use the clan's rules and regulations, so some money still has to be spent. Our occasion is getting bigger, and the folks in the village should You still have to move around, and it is beneficial to share some, which is not cheap for outsiders. "

Zhang Wenfeng took a sip of the big bowl of tea and said with a smile: "It's a good arrangement for you. I leave the outside affairs to you. I don't worry. The three of us can calm down and practice."

The old cripple smiled and was very pleased. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "You two elder brothers, I gave someone a New Year's gift as a comparison,? It's not much, it's just a meaning."

Zhang Wenfeng picked up the tea bowl and lightly touched the wine bowl in the old cripple's hand, and said with a smile: "I leave it to you to worry about the human relationship in Zhangjiazhuang, and the second senior brother and I are people from outside, don't intervene, please worry about it. "

"Where, where, what should be done."

After sitting for more than an hour, the second senior brother took out copper coins wrapped in red paper and began to distribute them from the old cripple, saying auspicious and polite words, everyone has a share, as a good omen.

The three went out and went back separately, either reading or practicing.

The old cripple and Wei Xingde have to keep watch all night, and there are some old country rules here.

Zhang Wenfeng went back to the cave, meditated and adjusted his breath, he was not disturbed by distracting thoughts, and quickly entered into the practice of meditation.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, senior brother Jia De'an and third senior brother Shang Zheng brought their apprentices to participate in the annual "Tianla Sacrifice" ceremony in the dark. Gu Chaowen from the nearby village was sent by his parents, and the two brothers Wei Jingjie naturally participated.

There are two new monks in Xianlingguan, which is a prosperous scene.

After the first senior brother and the third senior brother finished their class rituals and finished their first fast meal of the new year, they visited the fairy temple's earth-shaking new changes. They were full of praise and honored.

On the second day of the new year, several believers from the outer sect of three generations came to burn incense and pay homage to the Taoist ancestor.

In the next few days, there were little fox demons who went to do as the Romans came to pay New Year's greetings with gifts, Chen Qingqiao from Qingshui Temple, Che Sheng and Wu Youde from the county town, and others came to walk around, and they became more popular than in previous years.

Yue Anyan was also busy running at both ends. She is now the only woman in Xialin Village who can enter the ancestral hall to worship her ancestors. Standing beside the patriarch and the others, her status can be imagined.

The old cripple patted the donkey's back, looked it up and down, and said strangely: "Donkey day, why did you shrink and go back? I didn't deduct your grass and bean rations, and you ate it like a new year. Where did your fat grow?" gone?"

The more he slapped the donkey, the more it shrank, from the height of his shoulders to his waist.

The old cripple reacted suddenly, kicked it away with his slope foot, and scolded with a smile: "You donkey, if you don't go to the house for three days, even I dare to play tricks. Today I will find grass to eat at noon, and I will not serve you. "

The short-legged donkey hopped and was kicked by the old cripple, "uh" "uh" and ran away happily, followed by Hu Qiang'er, who was lightly grinning.

Zhang Wenfeng checked the growth of ghost-head mushrooms in the closed stone hall of White Fox Fort. More than 30 small mushroom buds had grown on the black ridges, and they were growing very well. He didn't know how many mushrooms would survive and fully mature.

His "enchantment" method and "nourishing vitality spell" supernatural power cannot be used to cultivate ghost-head mushrooms.

The only way is to let nature take its course, and let the ghost-head mushroom absorb the cold and ghost energy in the stone hall to grow, and see the harvest by God's will.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, Zhang Wenfeng flew to Zhoucheng to pay New Year greetings to Hufa Xie, met Yun Qiuhe and He Guangjun, bought some blank array flags, blank talismans and other items in Zhoucheng, and returned to the Taoist temple that day.

After the Lantern Festival, the new year is over, and the weather is getting warmer.

Zhang Wenfeng selected a few places on the southern slope of Wangxia Ridge and on the top of the mountain, reclaimed them, and laid them with soil, fertilizer, grass ash. He planted more than 30 antique spiritual plant seeds that he picked up from stalls in Fangshi Street, one by one.

He has warmed each seed for a long time, and according to his own experience, it has replenished its vitality.

But whether the seedlings can survive or not depends on God's will and character.

In addition, on the top of Xitan Ridge, a piece of land was opened. He planted the ten spiritual tea seeds that were severely lacking in vitality. In the past, the old cripple was reluctant to put salt in cooking, so he sprinkled a little.

Hu Qiang'er, who was on the sidelines, sniffed his nose and asked curiously, "Master, what kind of treasure is this? It smells so good."

His taste is quite unique, different from humans and monsters, he likes the dark soil that the master brought out.

It smells so appetizing!

Zhang Wenfeng pinched a handful of soil and put it in the palm of the drooling little guy, and said with a smile, "I can only give you a taste. This is the 'divine mud' of the Lord of the Earth, very rare."

He assisted in completing the case of Baihuling in Xiahe County last year. Although the result was not satisfactory, he escaped the white witch Chu Qing'er, and he secretly gained a lot.

The reward issued by Zhoucheng is only [-] spirit stones, which he has already received.

Hearing from Protector Xie, he said that part of his contribution was counted as merit value, which will be of great use in the future.

How useful it is, Hufa Xie smiled again and said "I can't say", it's very mysterious.

Hu Qiang'er put all the clay into his mouth, half-closed his eyes and enjoyed it with an intoxicated face. He was absorbing the pure incense and clay in it. It took a long time to finish eating, and he burped a little. It was the first time I came to Taoist Temple to eat so full.

"Master, don't you want to spread some 'divine mud' on the seeds over there at Wangxia Ridge?"

"For those who want to sow, I hope that one or two spiritual plants can be planted."

"Master, don't worry, I have been staring at the seeds of the two small hills these days, watching them emerge."

"Thank you, I will graft more than ten spiritual peach branches and spiritual plum branches, and you will also take care of them."

"Master, what is grafting?"

"I'll show you later. If the grafting can be successful, the Lingzhi Garden of our Taoist temple will expand several times this year. You can use it after learning it."

"Wow, wow."

Zhang Wenfeng taught the little sprite how to choose and cut off the branches with buds, and how to obliquely cut, insert, bind and fix the branches of ordinary peach trees. One big and one small, they worked in the forest all morning.

In the blink of an eye, it is the end of the month, the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, and the eyes are full of fresh green everywhere.

Zhang Wenfeng cultivated eight spiritual tea saplings with the spiritual tea seeds he bought at a "high price". He was very satisfied with the survival rate.

More than 30 ancient spiritual plant and elixir seeds, it was an unexpected surprise for him to grow six seedlings.

In the words of the second senior brother, spending a little money can make a lot of money.

The branches of the spiritual plants he grafted with the little elf spirit took good care of them. The rejection between ordinary fruit trees and spiritual plants was relatively large, and only about [-]% of them survived. Grafting, to complete the master's idea of ​​Lingzhi garden as soon as possible.

The ghost-head mushroom cultivated in the sealed stone hall of White Fox Fort, after these days of growth, there are still more than ten mushroom buds left.

Every few days to check, there were a few missing, so Zhang Wenfeng simply stopped looking, out of sight and out of mind.

The 29th day of the first lunar month is an auspicious day.

It is suitable to travel, start work, and get married.

Early in the morning, Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey set off quietly and flew southwest.

They will meet up with Xinyue, who is splitting up, somewhere at the junction of Huanye Wasteland and Guizai Ridge, so as not to attract others' attention.