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"Understood, thank you Master for your guidance."

Lu Xiner saluted in the air.

She kept the monk's advice in her heart. This place is not too far from the Fairy Spirit Temple. Considering safety, it is indeed a good choice. Ten years is enough time, so she decided to spend three years to observe and compare.

When Guanzhu Zhang came forward, the officials of the Da'an Dynasty welcomed their refuge and made a promise long ago.

No more than fifty miles of wasteland, without hindering other sects, the site can be chosen by oneself.

The Da'an Dynasty will treat the Caomuling family with courtesy, issue identity cards, and so on.

Of course, if the place they choose is too good, there will definitely be more twists and turns, and they may not even be able to get the site smoothly.

The monk walked up to the little elm tree that Daoist Zhang had touched just now, held a rosary, and silently recited a passage of scriptures. Then he returned to the state of silent fugue, and stepped on Baihuling, wandering around aimlessly.

When it was getting dark, the monk opened a cave on the southwestern hillside at the junction of vitality recovery and barrenness, and said hello to Daoist Zhang: "Please allow me to retreat for a few days, 'it is better to go up the mountain to see the scenery slowly, and you will die. I feel something about the resurrection', Daoist Zhang, please take care of it for a while."

Sitting cross-legged on the rough gravel ground, like an old monk in meditation, with eyes closed and breathless.

Zhang Wenfeng looked at it for a while, then looked at the sky, and set up eight flags on the nearby mountain wall to guard the monk, preventing birds and small animals from accidentally flying into the cave and disturbing the monk's retreat.

Explain a few words to the donkey and the three little fairies who are romping around on the mountain.

He opened a simple cave near the west side, next to the monks, laying a straw futon to meditate and perform exercises, silently observing the difference between life and death here, hoping to gain some insights.

As time passed day by day, the monk's sudden retreat this time greatly exceeded Zhang Wenfeng's expectations.

More than 40 days have passed, and the monk still has no sign of leaving the customs.

It was agreed to rush to Chongzhou within two months, and the deadline for opening the Bishuitang blessed land was less than ten days away.

Chapter 446

During the rainy season, the drizzle fell endlessly.

Inside the simple cave, the ground is smooth and clean. Zhang Wenfeng sat in front of the stone eucalyptus table, holding a long brush, dipped in talisman ink and cinnabar.

The brushwork is rendered with splashed ink, and the strokes flow smoothly, without stagnation in objects.

The ink was dripping on the long talisman paper. After the laying was completed, another fine talisman pen was used to outline the thin lines of gossamer with thick ink. Yuan Qi left complex traces on the paper through the tip of the pen. strange picture.

At the moment of completing the picture of the upside-down world, his brushwork seems to be extremely heavy.

The vitality in his body was suddenly lost, and he became dizzy suddenly. With his extremely quiet state at this time, he could withstand it. He twisted his wrist and wrote the final talisman. Finally, the palace is returned to the Yuan.

There was a slight flash of light on the talisman paper, the talisman was successfully drawn, and the ink dried and solidified in an instant.

Zhang Wenfeng supported the eucalyptus table, supporting his swaying body, with a look of joy on his face, and slowly put the talisman pen in his hand back into the pen holder.

This "landscape shifting talisman" is too difficult to draw. After practicing these days, the success rate is still terrible. He specially let the donkey look after it here for a long time, and went to Zhoucheng to order three dozen of the best three at a high price. Blank running water talisman paper.

Every time a talisman is drawn, no matter whether it is successful or not, it will consume [-]% of his energy, especially the mental consumption.

You can draw up to three pictures in one day, and thank God if you can make one in three days.

With his toughness, it was a little too much for him, and the failures again and again tested his mentality.

Suddenly the monk's admiration came from outside the cave: "Wonderful! Zhang Guanzhu's skill in drawing talismans is indescribable, and his state of mind is really brilliant. This little monk has learned another trick secretly."

There are only monks who can talk about stealing so openly and honestly.

But if you want to learn the skill of drawing symbols secretly, it is not so difficult.

If you haven't studied the unique symbols in depth, you can't even understand the deep meaning in them, let alone learn them.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "Monk, please come in and talk. When did you leave the customs? Lu Zijin has been slacking off to play again." He took a few steps outside to welcome the monk who came in.

The monk's ordinary face became more and more unrecognizable to everyone, short inch-long hair grew on his head, and his breath became more restrained, so that Zhang Guanzhu, who was immersed in drawing symbols, didn't notice it when he left the customs and walked outside the cave.

A donkey brayed in the air outside the cave: "Monastery Lord, don't wrong the donkey, it's the monk who won't let me disturb you."

These days, the donkey lives in an abandoned cave on the top of the mountain with three little spirits. After tidying up, the inside is very spacious. The drinks in the object space were not enough, and it even carried Xiao Jingmei back to the Taoist temple to replenish it twice.

With its flying speed, it would not take much time to return to the Taoist temple and make a round trip.

With the instruction of the temple master, he went to Zhoucheng with Tukun, and became a third-order spirit beast in the assessment, with a storage bag distributed to it by Xie Hufa hanging around its neck, which contained all its food and drink.

It was well-known in the Da'an Dynasty, and all masters in the free realm of the sects knew that there was such a donkey.

"Okay, I wronged you, I apologize."

Zhang Wenfeng apologized casually and insincerely to the donkey.

The donkey and the three little ones were playing outside on the grass. Even in rainy weather, they still had a great time playing.

The monk picked up the finished talisman on the stone eucalyptus, admired it for a moment, and said with a smile: "Guanzhu Zhang's talisman is well drawn, there is no trace of chiseling, it is natural, the monk took it to figure out and study." Very politely put the talisman into it Wide cuffs.

Zhang Wenfeng was quite helpless towards the monk's rogue play.

This former great virtuous and eminent monk showed his true colors in front of him. Is it easy for him to draw a talisman?A dozen blank talismans can draw up to two complete talismans, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and you have to try your luck. He tidied up the stack of waste talismans on the table and reminded: "When are we going to the blessed land of Bishuitang? Eight days left."

No anti-theft

After more than 40 days of retreat, he can see that the monk has not broken through and advanced to the fourth-level relic realm.

The six realms of Buddhist monks are different from those of Taoist monks. They are: red dust, dust, Buddha nature, relics, Buddha light, and universal illumination.

The monk waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm not going. I'll let you collect that fortune, and exchange it for a talisman, so that you won't slander the monk from the bottom of your heart. How about it, is the monk generous?"

Zhang Wenfeng ignored the monk's joke, looked up and down the monk who couldn't see the depth, and asked, "Are you... going back to break through the barrier?" He guessed that this was the only possibility, and hitting the fourth level was a matter of practice, life and death, so sloppy Don't be careless.

"Break and then stand up, resurrect from the dead, the monk has gained a lot, it's time to go back."

The monk spoke lightly and without concealment.

What is a mere blessing compared to breaking through the border?

Besides, he has practiced for so many years, and he seems to find opportunities wherever he goes, not bad for this one.

"Congratulations monk! It's not easy to get out of the world, I wish the monk an early rebirth and achieve the Buddha way!"

Zhang Wenfeng solemnly bowed his hands and saluted, he was sincerely happy for the monk, and spoke auspicious words.

The monk bowed his palms solemnly and thanked him. He was able to distinguish between the sincere and the false. Although the time spent with Zhang Daochang was not long, it was a few key points on his way to escape from the world. He was able to find the opportunity to break through, and Zhang Daochang made a great contribution.

After teaching the specific location of Bishuitang blessed land and the opening method to Guanzhu Zhang, and explaining a few more words, the monk said goodbye, turned and walked out of the cave.

Zhang Wenfeng sent out the cave gate, flew into the vast rain and fog, and asked curiously: "Monk, what good things are there in the blessed land of Bishuitang? Can we talk about it now?"

He specifically asked Tu Kun to go to Zhoucheng to search for classics. There are very few records about the blessed land of Bishuitang, and no valuable information has been obtained. I don't know where the monk found the clues?

"You will know when you go, if you don't go, it will be your loss."

The monk smiled and sold a pass, and the gods and gods deliberately said that Zhang Guanzhu couldn't stop, and said: "Go up the mountain to see the scenery, you should go slowly! Daoist, you don't have to blindly seek quickness. Cultivation of the Tao is like a withered jade. It takes time to calm down. If you want to remove the chaff with a knife and save the chaff, you must not hurt his bones and spirits, how difficult it is, how can you be careless and cautious?"

He folded his palms together and bowed his body, said "No", before disappearing into the drizzle.

Zhang Wenfeng stood in the air for a long time, chewing the monk's farewell words. He knew that the monk saw his shortcomings, and this was the second time he reminded him to "walk slowly when going up the mountain to see the scenery". Risk pointing out a Taoist priest.

He decided to settle down for a few years, and not rush to improve his cultivation and strengthen various skills.

There is a sequence in learning the Tao, and the monk's heartfelt words must be listened to.

With his current strength and the overall power of Xianlingguan, he has a place in the Da'an Dynasty. He can relax a little and don't have to fight so hard to catch up. He should think about himself.

The donkey came rushing from the rain and shouted: "Monastery Master, why did the monk leave? Just now Lu Xiner called him twice, but he seemed to be thinking about something and didn't hear it. He flew away in the blink of an eye."

"The monk is going to officially retreat and break through the realm, so he has gone back to the temple."

"Ah! It's a good thing that we're about to break through. Then shall we... go to the blessed land of Bishuitang?"

"Of course, the monk taught me how to open it."

Chapter 447 The sky is like a cage

For the rest of the itinerary, Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey flew straight from one place to the next, exploring the wasteland selected in advance, and flew from Nanjiangzhou to Qizhou in four days, and went around to the westernmost point. Chongzhou.

I ran to eight wilderness areas non-stop, but I didn't find any amazing places.

It's understandable when you think about it. There are really good mountains and rivers that can be discerned at a glance, and it's not their turn to discover them.

Now monks from all prefectures, counties, and counties in Da'an Dynasty have sprung up like mushrooms, increasing by several times every year, and the development momentum of Taoist temples in various sects is extremely strong.

Protector Xie sent a message to him the day before yesterday, saying that the number of free-land monks registered in the Da'an Dynasty has exceeded [-], and that the branches of Daolu in each prefecture will set up left-hand and right-hand law-protecting positions so that free-land monks who want to enter the world can be placed.

Except that no one breaks through and advances to the Jindan realm, everything is going well and thriving.

It implies that now is an opportunity for him, and he should start as soon as possible, and the competition will be more intense when it is late.

Zhang Wenfeng replied to the message and said his plan. In recent years, he will be a wandering wild crane, mainly traveling around to broaden his knowledge, and he has received the kindness of Xie Hufa.

It took another two days to search in various ways according to the method taught by the monk, and it was determined that the entrance and exit of Bishuitang blessed land is at a cliffside pool called "Xilian Mountain". There are still ruins among the weeds and trees on the top of the cliff. The traces are old and abandoned long ago.

After circling the entire desolate Xilian Mountain twice, Zhang Wenfeng landed on a rock by the edge of the cliff.

With both hands making a tactic, ripples appeared in the pool below, and there were birds and birds rising from the depths of the water.

Not long after, the white mist filled a large area of ​​more than ten feet, and slowly piled up. After about half an incense stick, the thick mist enveloped Zhang Wenfeng who cast the spell, the donkey and the three little spirits who were looking around, and they couldn't see far.

rice ball reading

After Zhang Wenfeng finished using a set of opening techniques, he waited for a while, then raised his hand to blow three streaks of green wood energy into the slowly rotating white mist, and threw in a shiny, pulped and dark brown wooden bead given to him by a monk. Open token.

The fog surged rapidly, thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye. A portal of light and shadow entwined with transparent tree vines appeared above the pool. There seemed to be glittering water inside, and the scenery of the lake and mountains swayed slightly with the wind.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Come in, and see what good things are in the blessed land."

He took the lead in stepping volley into Zhang Xu's light and shadow portal.

The light streaks fluttered, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

The donkey leaped forward with the three little ones on its back, passing through the light and shadow of the trees and vines, and bumped into the rocks. Such an accident happened, and the donkey almost hit a rock when it was thrown off its back.

"What's going on...you won't let us in?"

The donkey shook its head. Its body was hardened, and the impact would not hurt its fur. When it turned around and saw the portal of light and shadow disappearing into the air, and the remaining mist was blown away by the strong wind, it yelled suspiciously.

Lu Xin'er, Lu Chan'er and Hua Fenglan flew in the air, discussing together.

Hua Fenglan has read a lot of classics, and analyzed: "The blessed land is the same as the secret realm. There are some rules that only enter by destiny. The three of us and Luzi have no destiny to enter this blessed land, so we can't force it."

The donkey was dumbfounded, and shouted: "Then we... wait here for the Lord to come out?"

After gesticulating for a while, she pawed a few words on the muddy ground with her hoof, Hua Fenglan understood what the donkey meant, and said: "I heard from the monk that this is just one of the entrances and exits of the blessed land of Bishuitang. The next time the Lord comes out, maybe he won't be there here."

"Then what should we do, go back and wait?"

"It's safer to go back and wait."

Zhang Wenfeng is suspended in the air, below is a piece of blue water, about seven or eight miles in size, in the water there are several rocky islands out of the water, and farther away is the dry and cracked mud in the water, with dead trees, and farther away is yellow mist, hot air Under the transpiration, the scenery is distorted and shadowy.

Feeling the blazing sunlight and thin spiritual energy, the condition of this blessed land is not optimistic, and it is estimated that it will fall apart in the void within a few years.

After waiting for a while, when the donkey didn't appear, Zhang Wenfeng muttered, "Can't they enter the blessed land?"

Scanning the islands near and far and the shores of the waters, he found traces of small animals such as birds, snakes, and rats. The environment here continued to deteriorate, and the growth of weeds and trees was not good. gas.

Landing on a small island with relatively verdant vegetation in the middle of the water, the heat is gone and it feels much cooler.

There are remnants of bricks and stones in the grass on the island. The scale is not small, which shows that monks lived here a long time ago, and a flock of white water birds was startled. Zhang Wenfeng checked the island, but found no spirits or little monsters.

Stand on the edge of the island and explore the bottomless blue water below.

He guessed that the treasure that the monk wanted him to find should be hidden in the water, and he was not in a hurry to get into the water. He thought about familiarizing himself with the environment of the blessed land first, and wandering around. It is also a unique kind of travel to see a blessed land coming to an end.

After waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, the donkey and the three elves did not show up.

He shook his head helplessly, they couldn't get in, they had no chance with this blessed land, they flew into the air, and slowly made a tactic with both hands, without feeling the slight movement of the water's breath gathering and flowing, his heart sank, and he hurriedly took out the monk and gave it to him Another wooden bead token, still can't feel the fluctuation of opening the door.

He originally wanted to give it a try, to make sure that the road was safe before going to investigate.

At this time, he found that the door could not be opened, and his forehead was dripping with sweat. The situation was not good.

He tried several times, but there was still no sign of opening the door when he lowered to the water surface. He collected the wooden beads, and decisively stretched out his left index finger, revealing the dark energy ring that had not been used for a long time, and quickly drew four squares in the shade of the island.

There is no ghost gate in the sky, and the last glimmer of hope is shattered.

This is a desperate land that can only enter but cannot exit, or it is more appropriate to say that it is a dead land where vitality is gradually extinguished.

It is completely isolated from the outside world and exists like a forbidden place.

Zhang Wenfeng landed on the island in a daze, his mind was spinning rapidly. The monk had no reason to deliberately deceive him into the Jedi. He watched the monk's true nature after breaking the precepts. , The monk did tantamount to making life difficult for himself.

Then, it can only be that the aura of the blessed land of Bishuitang and the waters have dried up to a certain extent.