Taoist chanting

After leaving the North Courtyard, we had lunch with Xie Moling who was trying his best to keep guests. The earth spirit was very different from usual. He actually had a lot of conversations with Xie Moling.

But Zhang Wenfeng couldn't intervene, of course he was happy to see it succeed.

He can see the transformation of the earth spirit, which is very good.

In less than a day, the news that there was a Tier [-] monster serving in the Fairy Spirit Temple spread throughout several nearby prefectures.

Zhang Wenfeng has successively received many congratulatory gifts and congratulatory letters from Taoist temples at the beginning of the Zongmen, such as Xuanyun Temple, Dengtianlou, Nine Crane Palace, Jihua Pavilion, Weiyun Temple, Panlong Temple, Jinfeng Temple, etc., gifts Collected a lot.

Gu Quan, the founder of Jinfengguan, wrote a letter in a modest and polite way, revealing a natural intimacy. It took seven or eight pages, and at the end he mentioned one thing in full force, thanking Guanzhu Zhang for his care for his nephew Gu Chaowen.

Some things are tacit, the past will pass, and will not be revealed in the sun to show others.

The original dining hall on the top of Xianling Mountain was demolished, and the reception yard rebuilt last year was overcrowded for a while.

Taoist temple incense is at its peak, quite a bit of prosperity.

After several days, the visitors gradually subsided.

Xianling Guanli became a great sect, only one real Taoist cultivator was required to advance to the Freedom Realm.

After a few days of entertainment, Zhang Wenfeng finally had time to walk around in the woods and fields. Accompanied by Hu Qiang'er, he walked along the stream to the upstream pavilion. Zhang Wenfeng saw a donkey and a badger seriously copying scriptures on a special wooden table. arts.

The donkey poked a long brush in its mouth, and wrote with ink on the rice paper one stroke at a time. The donkey's face and legs were smeared and scratched with ink.

The mountain badger next to it also poked a brush in its mouth, drooling, bitterly having to suffer with the donkey father.

It doesn't know words at all, and it's because the donkey didn't like it to be idle, eat and sleep, so it was added on purpose.

It is a waste of paper to draw out ink blobs one by one.

Zhang Wenfeng approached with a smile, and praised: "The writing is good, Lu Zijin, with your intelligence and comprehension, it won't be long before you can write Zhou Zheng's ink characters."

He can't be too exaggerated against his conscience, and his requirements should not be too high.

The donkey didn't like to see the master very much, so it silently turned its butt towards the master who set it up.

Senior Sister Yue is too strict. If she doesn't complete the prescribed five sheets of paper every day, she won't let the old cripple give her wine to drink. Fortunately, she even gave Senior Sister Yue two jade crystals, really!

The mountain badger had eaten so much ink that half of his body was covered in ink. When he saw that the temple master was like his dearest savior, he put down his brush and scurried out of the pavilion and ran as far as he could.

The sun is dazzling in broad daylight, how good it is to go back to sleep.

It turned halfway and went to the back mountain to join the earth spirit. It will hide for a few days first, the donkey father is probably crazy, let it write, is it that material?

Chapter 345 The same purpose

There is a section of the Gaoxi River for about [-] miles, which is in a barren land with rolling mountains and few people.

Boats going up and down the river should also try their best to pass during the middle four hours of the day. Apart from the turbulent river and the dense rocks at the bottom, it is said that this place is the water palace of the former water god master.

At night or on rainy and windy days, the river often erupts a column of water more than ten feet high.Or the weirdness of big waves rising from flat ground.

It is not easy for people on the water to make a living, and over time there are some established rules on this section of the river.

Recently, a young Taoist priest with a sword came to the remote river. He flew here every day at about Shen Shi, and then walked along the river, walking back and forth on the water for thirty miles. ,?Rain or shine, ?Every day.

I don't know where to start, but slowly spread the word in several nearby piers that the young Taoist immortal came here every day, looking for opportunities to kill monsters that make trouble in the water, eliminate harm for the people, etc.

After the day turned to autumn, there was a burst of autumn rain and a burst of coolness.

Zhang Wenfeng took time out to come to Yaoxi River every day to step on the river and watch the water. It seems that he is stepping on the water surface, but in fact the soles of his feet are more than a foot away. There is a lot of attention to the movement of clouds and flowing water under his feet,?He used the Jiugong pace, or turning, or roundabout, or flashing forward.

After more than a month he started to walk slowly,?Step by step, no step skills.

On the water,?If you have a stable breath, you will be calm, right?Destiny made him experience going with the flow.

It is a natural transition from fast to slow.

Correspondingly, the Qi mechanism in the body became soft and slow.

The goodness is like water, and before he knew it, he entered the state of condensed sword energy with complete selflessness.

The green robe fluttered, and every step showed a slow charm.

A black spot on the horizon quickly approached and stopped on the water more than thirty feet away.

The one who came was Shi Huai'an, the wind patrol envoy of the state city. He was in charge of the wind patrol in several nearby counties. Seeing Zhang Guanzhu walking on the water smiling and nodding at him, he knew that he would not disturb the other party, but he did not know that because of his arrival, he broke the other party's peace of mind. forget me.

"Guanzhu Zhang, what strange things have you found out these days? Is there really a monster under the water?"

"I haven't encountered all the strange things that the boatman said. When there is news, I will send a message to Fellow Daoist Shi. Then we will investigate it and find out."

"It's so good, Guanzhu Zhang has worked hard, it's an honor for Shi to join hands with Guanzhu Zhang."

"Fellow Daoist Shi is too polite, let's get along with each other."

"Haha, when you are free? Let's go to Zhoucheng to have a glass of water and wine."

"sure."

Right on the water, the two chatted for a while, Shi Huai'an bid farewell and left, he has been here twice, and he tasted the sweetness of cooperating with Zhang Guanzhu in Baihuling, he certainly didn't want to miss the opportunity.

If you want to practice well in the public school, you have to take the initiative to grasp it yourself.

Facing the setting sun hanging on the water surface far away, Zhang Wenfeng walked for several miles, but he still could not immerse himself in self-forgetfulness.

Shaking his head slightly, he didn't mean to blame Shi Huai'an for coming at an untimely time, he just regarded it as a small grind on the road of practice, no one could be blamed, he insisted on walking the whole journey step by step, wearing the afterglow of the twilight, and flew to the Taoist temple in the northwest .

After the evening class, I walked around the site of Xianling Temple. At my feet was a mountain badger that was taller than a dog. When the little guy arrived at night, he became energetic, and his eyes glowed yellow and orange. Donkey Papa has been around for a few days, but now it’s gone, and the donkey has returned to normal.

After rubbing the mountain badger's bristle-like back hair and letting it patrol by itself, Zhang Wenfeng walked to Qingzheng other courtyard.

Under the moonlight, he saw many apprentices playing or dancing swords in the field.

Some apprentices meditate in their residences, waiting for the bell to turn off the lights at the beginning of Haishi, and then go to bed to sleep.

This time period is when the apprentices relax in the day.

Zhang Wenfeng walked along the corridor, nodded to the apprentices who greeted him from time to time, and reminded the apprentices in the training hall and library to pay attention to rest. There were people lighting up lights in several practice rooms, and Shui Qingru was naturally the one who worked the hardest.

The little girl is dressed in single clothes, with sweat dripping from her forehead. She is stepping on the palace, walking around like a gourd, switching palms and fists to walk with her. She has practiced the basic nine sets of Jiugongbu. After nearly three months of practice, she has achieved two points: "Practice makes perfect" It's unique.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded secretly, Shui Qingru had no cultivation qualifications, but he had the strongest comprehension of martial arts among all the apprentices.

He also discovered this set of basic boxing skills after he was taught.

This is the so-called trick of nature, the small good fortune that "when a door is closed, a window will inevitably be opened".

"Guardian."

After finishing a set of movements, the little girl stopped to salute.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, walked into the Jiugong azimuth map drawn with black paint, and said: "You can try to slow down the walking pile, the essence of this set of Jiugong boxing is to use softness to overcome rigidity, use slowness to strike fast, and strike late to control others. You have a good grasp of Jiugong basic boxing, walking and footwork, let me show you how to slow down Jiugong boxing, you can learn how much you can, don't force yourself."

He tried his best to beat the Jiugongquan he understood three points faster, otherwise it was too slow, Shui Qingru couldn't learn to figure it out.

The little girl stood outside, pursed her lips tightly, her eyes widened and did not dare to blink a little, when the master raised his fists and began to walk, she felt like there was water flowing around her body, invisible and invisible, following the master's amazing slowness Her incomparable boxing skills moved to form endless waves, she was like a leaf falling, and she seemed to be submerged in the water at any time.

After the nine sets of movements were completed, the audience stood with their hands back.

The suffocating energy dissipated, the little girl's eyes sparkled, and she gasped for breath, she understood.

"Did you see clearly?"

"Clear."

"Okay, you practice on your own, and you have to go back and wash up a quarter of an hour before the lights are turned off."

"Yes, Master, please go slowly."

The little girl clasped her hands and saluted, and watched the temple master go out to other places. She calmed herself down from the excitement. She found that she had an indescribable intimacy and understanding for the boxing skills that the temple master had shown just now, which looked like waves of water.

She walked the fists over and over again, carefully pondering the master's boxing skills.

The candlelight swayed slightly, and the lonely shadow flickered on the ground.

Zhang Wenfeng walked back to the clearing in the woods next to the bamboo building in the water pool, opened his boxing frame, and punched slowly under the moonlight. This time, there was no overflow of energy, no vision of rolling water waves, and all the energy and breath were absorbed. Return to your own little world.

The nearby spiritual energy was drawn by his punches, and slowly formed a flowing trend.

The mana does not leak out, and purely relies on his own acupoints to absorb the external changes caused by the spiritual energy, which echoes the breath circulation in the body.

Dao practice often has the same effect.

Since then, no matter whether Zhang Wenfeng practiced boxing, agility, or swordsmanship, they were all very slow and lukewarm, which made people uncomfortable, and he himself enjoyed it.

The donkey has overcome the difficulties before writing. It has fallen in love with the fun of dancing and writing. It doesn’t write a few sheets every day. .

Near Xitan Ridge, there is a huge rock buried in the ground to an unknown depth, which is some ten feet above the ground, and it happens to be used as a tool for donkeys to forge and collide every day.

The donkey looked at the master practicing the sword slowly, and it pouted and ran away. It still likes the wild momentum.

Man, just want to be fierce!

One afternoon in September, when the chrysanthemums were fragrant, Yue Anyan walked out of the small bamboo house in Wangxia Ridge. Wearing a plain white dress, with a graceful figure, and a gentle smile on his face as usual, he walked down the mountain.

She finally recovered her mood, and found an opportunity to break through the situation from the formation after a lot of trouble.

It's not easy, but at last it didn't fall too far.

She was so disappointed in this world that she was so disheartened that she felt frost and wind swords everywhere, and she was exhausted physically and mentally.

Fortunately, she has a temple master, a second senior brother, a Taoist temple, a donkey who gives her gifts, and many apprentices.

She is no longer alone!

Looking at the temple master, the second senior brother, the donkey, and Hu Qier on the donkey's back waiting for her, Yue Anyan smiled, and the autumn colors brightened.

"I succeeded!"

Chapter 346 Make troubles, water demons are haunted

The cold blows the lingering autumn, and the yellow leaves wither.

Zhang Wenfeng sat in the pavilion by the stream, finely carving a goose-egg thick walnut stick in his hand with the blade of his wrist. The sawdust flew, and the walnut stick gradually turned into a prototype of a sword. Hu Qiang'er sat on the opposite stone bench, holding his hands He rested his chin on the stone table and stared.

Under the mountain [-] feet away behind the pavilion,?The donkey changed direction and slammed into the oily rocks.

"Boom", "Boom", the sound was dull and vigorous, causing ripples in the stream tens of feet away.

In the cold weather, the donkey was steaming hot, and there was a faint "cracking" sound of thunder.

It eats spiritual grass concentrates every day, drinks strong wine, and lives in a blessed land of spiritual energy,?High-intensity tempering of the body to condense the monster power, the speed of cultivation base improvement is ridiculously fast, brave and diligent, and changing with each passing day.

It enjoys the heartiness that gets stronger every day.

After running across the rivers and lakes and seeing the cruelty of life and death again and again, I realized how important it is to work hard and sweat.

Now it is not uncommon for him to teach his cheap son who hides in the earth spirit cave and sleeps every day.

In the words of the master of the temple, "children and grandchildren have their own blessings, don't be a horse and an ox for your children and grandchildren", the father can't control the children when they grow up, so they can only follow Lu Huan to mix with the earth spirit.

The two people in the pavilion were not affected by the sound. Zhang Wenfeng's hands were as steady as a rock, and he cut the walnut stick into a large shape, and carved it with the tip of the blade. After more than half an hour, a small and exquisite wooden sword was freshly produced.

Both sides of the back of the sword,?They are carved with shallow "evil warding off" and "wooden thorn" runes and secret words, which are beautiful and magnificent.

It's not over yet, is it?Zhang Wenfeng took out the talisman ink, talisman brush, inkstone,?Contaminated with dark red sticky ink, he drew the "Spiritual Line Rune" in one go. There was a slight rune light on the sword body and then converged. Wipe the rune ink on the surface of the dark red wooden sword with a towel.

Handing the wooden sword to the little sprite with bright eyes, he said with a smile, "Do you want to see if it fits?"

He and Hu Qiang'er are in a master-servant contractual relationship, and the spirit-leading rune drawn on the wooden sword can play a role of icing on the cake.

Hu Qiang'er took the wooden sword happily, and made a sword-holding ceremony: "Thank you, master."

Walking out of the pavilion, he danced a few moves of swordsmanship in the open space. He hung out with the apprentices, learned characters, learned scriptures and attended lectures, and learned a lot of messy fists, feet and swordsmanship.

He is a sprite, with a high understanding and a quick learner.

As for whether it suits him or not, he doesn't care too much. In the future, if he really wants to learn swordsmanship, he must ask the master for advice.

Did you see the master making mahogany swords in his spare time?Then he had a thought, and reluctantly broke a branch of the old walnut tree on the hillside,?Ask the master to help him make a wooden sword, which will be hung on his waist from now on, and riding a mountain badger to patrol the mountains will also be a bit majestic.

Hu Qiang'er fiddled with his own wooden sword, repeatedly saying "Hand in hand, easy to use, beautiful", and ran outside with a smile.

Compared with the bamboo swords played by apprentices who have not broken the realm, his wooden sword made by the master himself is exquisite and beautiful, and it can be judged whether it is superior or inferior. In addition, his spirituality is even more incomparable with the induction between him and the original wooden sword. With a movement of Lingxi, he threw the two-foot-eight-inch dagger.

"Shua", the wooden sword turned into a flying sword that could be easily manipulated by hovering and dancing.

The little ghost was so happy that his face was full of joy, and he couldn't see his eyes from laughing. He jumped on the wooden sword and shouted: "Go!"

The wooden sword flew around the donkey in a showy manner with the little guy on its back, then jumped from the ground to a height of more than ten feet in an instant, rushed out of the treetops, and rushed across Xitan Ridge. In the blink of an eye, there was no one there.

The donkey who hit the rock was stunned. After a while, he shook his head and muttered: "Is he sick? He could fly, so he had to ride a broken wooden sword. Didn't he take off his pants and fart? It's unnecessary?"