Taoist chanting

The monk spoke seriously and humorously.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and agreed, and then asked: "Master, how many fourth-level witches are there in the witch clan? How many third-level witches are there?"

He wanted to learn more about the Wu Clan so that he could know himself and the enemy well.

He stayed in Bishuitang Blessed Land for a few years, and the guards of all forces should have exhausted their lifespan and died.

"At present, there is a new fourth-level witch cultivator of the Wu family, who is from the White Witch, and his name is Zhou Zhi. There is also a fourth-level god, who is said to be a mountain god who took refuge in the Luobaoling Forest more than 500 years ago. Clan, re-appointed as 'Mountain God of Muzhi', ate some old incense from the Wu clan, restored the fourth-level cultivation base last year, lived in seclusion, and didn't move around much."

Fayuan didn't know much about the two Wu clansmen, so he gave a general introduction.

Among the forces in several nearby countries, he was the first cultivator to break through to the fourth rank. In the next two years, after the various forces were unwilling to be outdone, they worked hard to pile up their own fourth rank cultivators.

He didn't want to meet those two in the wild, not because he was afraid of each other, but to avoid embarrassment.

He took out a half-new bamboo hat from the Muyu space, and said: "This treasure handed down by the ancestors has been placed in the temple and blessed for hundreds of years. It can cover most of the secrets from prying eyes. I will lend you to wear it for a few days. When you arrive Pay me back."

It is impossible for him to help Guanzhu Zhang shield the heavenly secrets all the time, it would take a lot of effort, if there is a slight negligence, there will be mistakes, lending out the treasure will save a lot of trouble, but he has taken a lot of responsibility.

The wise men of the Wu tribe would suspect him, leaving more or less trouble behind.

However, Zhang Guanzhu helped him restore his state of mind after relapse, brought him back from the brink of madness, and broke the bottleneck, and it was because of him that he fell into such a dangerous situation.

If you take some responsibility, you can take it. His shoulders are thick enough to bear it.

Zhang Wenfeng took it with both hands, thanked him, and put it on his head.

With this baby by his side, he felt much at ease.

They talked about some other matters. It was late at night and heard the sound of roosters crowing one after another. Zhang Wenfeng said goodbye and went back to the west wing. He closed the door and lit candles. The Taoist hair bun was changed into an ordinary man's style, and then he put on a bamboo hat, pacing around the room with his hands behind his back, frowning and thinking.

After repeated deduction, after about two quarters of an hour, he sighed softly.

Taking one step at a time, he had to go forward even if he had to bite the bullet.

With a slight movement of mind, the newly exchanged dark green coin appeared in the air, held in the palm of his hand, and walked silently chanting.

The power of thoughts is invisible, and it is scattered round and round. It takes more than a quarter of an hour to wash the coins around the coins with Yuan Qi. Guanghua stamped the ancient coins.

He used the Cleansing Wugou formula to refine the longevity wood to solve the money, and the two sides of the ancient coin responded quickly.

The dark blue halo slowly spread, and as his spells increased, primitive runes flashed one by one.

Reflected so that the walls of the entire wing are green and glistening like water waves, and the runes are like swimming fish, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

He silently felt the indistinct mysterious vision conveyed by the occasional tremor of the ancient coin. This long-lived wood money has been handled by many masters and sacrificed by many monks. An opportunity for ancient coins.

It took about half an hour to peel off the cocoon, go deeper and deeper, and the sound of the four-watch clapper was already heard outside. Zhang Wenfeng turned the Nine-Hand Sacrifice Alchemy formula over and over again, and he had established a hidden soul-soul connection with the ancient coin.

However, he felt a little bit worse, there seemed to be an invisible gap between him and the ancient coins.

It is as light as a thin mist, unable to be grasped or broken.

After another quarter of an hour of sacrifice, Zhang Wenfeng saw that the coins seemed to be transparent, so he had no choice but to stop.

Going too far, he was worried about damaging this precious ancient coin treasure.

I will break down that invisible barrier when I have a chance in the future.

He has basically figured out the function of this coin. Not only can carrying it on his body assist in practicing martial arts, but it can also absorb his wood energy for protection... Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Take out the jade bottle containing the vitality essence of the tree, erase the restriction, lift the lid and pour it on the coins.

The green liquid surrounds the coins like mist, and the rich woody gas disappears at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He could sense Coin's... longing for fresh wood life!

I could almost hear the sound of a scoop of water being splashed on the dry land, thirsty for too long.

As a mouthful of green liquid was poured into the Longevity Wood to solve the money, the invisible gap between him and the ancient coin disappeared, and he became completely transparent. He also understood the greatest role of this coin.

In addition to assisting performance and protection, it is an illusion wooden array.

As long as he feeds the Longevity Wood Jieqian that has been starved for hundreds of years, it can transform the wooden array into a wooden array with a size of hundreds of feet. It is very convenient whether it is used for siege or attack. array.

He had to slowly explore and test the specific performance, protection, and the power of the effect of the illusion wooden array.

It seems that the magic wood bead that he has been idle for a long time can cooperate with the long-lived wood Jieqian, maybe it can be used as the eye of the formation, and it can better play the role of the illusion wooden formation.

Chapter 463

In the early morning after the snow, the mist is light, the chill covers the sky and the earth, and the vast expanse is dazzlingly white.

Hearing the creaking sound of the door opening on the opposite side, Zhang Wenfeng stood up from the futon. After finishing his morning class, he put the ancient coins in his hand into his arms. Solving the money can slightly increase his conversion and absorption of aura.

Less than [-]%, slightly more than half.

The benefits of this kind of steady flow of water should not be too much or too violent, and the accumulation of small amounts of water will be truly beneficial to practice.

He was very satisfied that he would not cause bottlenecks and troubles that could not keep up with his mood.

Walk a few steps, open the door to go out, take a breath of clear and cold air, and say hello to the monk Fayuan who is watching the ice cone under the opposite eaves.

"The millet porridge in Mopan Town, the fried taro cake with sour taro lotus, the taste is so delicious, it's the season to eat... just talking about it makes my mouth water."

Fayuan said with a smile, swallowing his saliva continuously, not at all the demeanor of an eminent monk, and said: "It's been a long time since I've eaten the fireworks in the world, today I'm treating you as a monk, and you will be my company. Let's have a feast, bigu or something, let's put it aside for now."

"That's a good relationship. Master, you made me drool, so I must try it."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and walked along the corridor to the main room in the north.

During the few years in Fudi, he would occasionally eat dry food, preserved meat, preserved fruit, wine, etc. After a long time, the food would have been eaten long ago. It was not that he needed to eat, but a need for food experience and aftertaste, so that he would not be out of touch. Ordinary is too far away.

The two met in front of the main room, and the monk opened the door and went in first.

Zhang Wenfeng quickly started the stove, added charcoal, and boiled water for tea.

Not long after, the warmth and smoke dispelled the icy air in the main room, the copper kettle made the sound of "gurgling" water, and the two opened their hands to warm the fire like ordinary people, chatting about trivial things in the market.

The courtyard door squeaked, and a chubby middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper walked in, holding a large bamboo food box in his right hand, and closed the courtyard door with his backhand.

The man smiled brightly, and walked towards the main house stepping on the thick white and bluish snow.

After climbing up the steps, the man looked up at the monk's appearance, then at the jade pendant hanging on the monk's waist, and smiled more politely. With something in his hand, he could only nod and bow in salute.

"Please come in, shopkeeper. It's early in the morning, please come and send these special foods."

"It should be, it should be."

The fat shopkeeper walked into the room, put a ceramic pot on the table, two stacks of fried golden taro cakes, with a hot and rich aroma, served with two plates of sour taro lotus, took out a bowl and placed it with a wooden spoon, and stretched out his hand to make a treat. : "You two, please use it slowly!"

He took a few steps back and stood outside the door of the main room to wait.

Fa Yuan smiled and said, "You, shopkeeper, go and do your work. We won't be able to eat well if we stand here."

The fat shopkeeper smiled and folded his palms together to salute, then turned and left. He stood outside, which was a kind of courtesy.

Zhang Wenfeng said: "Please help me buy a tube of incense from the shopkeeper. It can be used for homework and other things. I will give you the money."

He had already used up the incense sticks in the Nawu space, so he could only do homework by chanting scriptures. Now that conditions permit, of course he has to prepare it. It is inconvenient for him to show his face, so I will ask the inn to do it for him.

The fat shopkeeper took a look at Fa Yuan, agreed, and went in to take a piece of silver incense stick.

He had already heard the clerk whisper that this guest wearing a bamboo hat was a Taoist priest. Of course, there was nothing wrong with the guest brought by the master. He had already ordered the clerk to keep his mouth shut and not reveal it to anyone.

After the shopkeeper left, the two sat down to enjoy the local specialties and ate until they were full.

The two of them didn't go anywhere, they just stayed in the guest courtyard. After getting the incense sticks, Zhang Wenfeng went back to his room to meditate and adjust his breath.

After dark, Zhang Wenfeng walked back to the main room.

The monk looked at a small note by the light, and said: "Today, there is a first- and second-level witch cultivator in the town who came to three waves, holding your portrait and inquiring from one store to another. I heard that last night, the masters of the witch clan were mobilized. , deployed in Changxi City, set up a strong formation on the long border, and even the city of Chongzhou fifty miles away on the opposite side was alarmed, and the defense was strengthened by experts."

Zhang Wenfeng sat down without speaking, he already knew the general plan of the monk.

Fa Yuan put the note into the storage space, tapped his finger on the table, and said in a deep thought: "We still set off at midnight today as planned last night, pick a mountain and turn to the southwest, you give me three blank talisman papers, and leave one Take a little breath, I'll go out and make some random arrangements, they are too tight to investigate, and they have to transfer a few experts in this area."

Zhang Wenfeng took out three low-level blank talisman papers and handed them to the monk in the temporary supplement plan.

The monk took the talisman and put it away, gave a few words of advice, took out a straw hat and put it on, and disappeared into the night after going out. With his cultivation skills, he would not disturb the low-level witch cultivators guarding the town.

About an hour later, the monk, who had changed into a plain white robe, landed in the courtyard.

The two chatted for a while, and closed their eyes in the main room to rest.

The clapper sounded at the third watch, and the two opened their eyes at the same time. Fa Yuan made a gesture, and gave an order to the guard outside through voice transmission, and the two walked out of the door, flew into the air and quietly headed for the southwest mountains.

Ten miles later, the two fell to the ground and walked in the dark in the snow-covered mountains and forests, leaving no trace behind them.

With the speed of the two of them, they had already arrived six hundred miles away in the morning, and found a hidden cave to rest. Fayuan arranged the entrance of the cave and blocked it with snow, so that no one could see anything unusual.

Traveling day and night, plus Fa Yuan's familiarity with the route, and occasional calculations, he was more than [-] miles away from Mopan Town in three days.

The journey went smoothly, and I arrived at the remote mountainous area in the south, which is completely different from the cold and freezing weather in the north. The climate here is warm in winter, with lush trees and the fragrance of birds and flowers.

"Follow this Changqing River to the southeast for a hundred miles, and you will leave the territory of the Great Liang Dynasty and enter the desolate and uninhabited Luobaoling Great Forest boundary. The monk can only send you to the border, please forgive me!"

It was dark and moonless, and the two of them passed by the green grass like a breeze, without a single leaf touching their bodies.

The small river is fast-flowing, and night insects chirp.

"It's enough to be kind enough, and I will proceed cautiously in the future itinerary."

Zhang Wenfeng handed over the sound transmission, as long as he left the Great Liang Dynasty, he would let the birds fly as high as the sky.

The monk has occasionally received summons these days, and he can know the general movements of the masters of the Wu clan. The three blank talisman papers arranged have attracted a large number of Wuxiu to the northeast border.

To be able to walk to the southern border so easily and smoothly, the monk has made great efforts.

"The wise men of the Wu clan have already spread the net. Whether it is the east, the north, or the south, there are some arrangements. There is no bamboo hat to cover them. It is estimated that they will be able to find out your whereabouts soon. You must be quick and don't compete with the Wuxiu who intercepted earlier. Too much entanglement, enter the territory of the Da'an Dynasty as soon as possible."

The monk told him that he could not give the bamboo hat to Guanzhu Zhang, and that it would have violated the temple rules to lend it to outsiders.

"understand……"

While walking quickly, the two suddenly looked at the river more than ten feet away to the left at the same time.

There was a small black figure silently lurking in the bushes and grass, which unexpectedly escaped the perception of the two masters, and it was only noticed at such a close distance.

The place they chose was remote and almost uninhabited, and with their skills, they would not meet people who walked at night.

"It's a black witch puppet, you use your sword to destroy it!"

The monk saw what the lifeless black shadow was, and decisively transmitted the sound, so it was inconvenient for him to make a move.

"Chirp", a golden light flashed in the night sky, killing the black shadow that jumped up hastily and jumped into the river trying to escape, neatly.

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head secretly. Even if he was less than a hundred miles away from the border, his whereabouts would still be revealed in advance.

Chapter 464

"Bang", a group of fiery red fireworks exploded over the mountain tops several miles away, and the sound spread twenty or thirty miles away.

Zhang Wenfeng put away the flying sword in a thought, took off the bamboo hat, and handed it to Monk Fayuan with both hands: "The mountains are high and the rivers long, master, let's say goodbye here, there will be a time later!"

There are still more than [-] miles to the border, and it is unnecessary to let the monk accompany him if his whereabouts are exposed in such an unexpected way.

Fa Yuan was not polite either, and took the bamboo hat: "Wait, you take these talismans."

Zhang Wenfeng took it and unfolded it, all of them were landscape shifting talismans, which are practical and good things that can be used in battle. Take care!"

Jumping up, the monk lowered the straw hat on his head and flew south.

A white robe is particularly conspicuous above the treetops under the night sky, and he is flying far away.

In two directions, there were fireworks blasting into the air, and human voices could be heard vaguely.

Zhang Wenfeng handed him off, the monk took great pains, and before he left, he used such a big fanfare to help him attract the secret sentry and confuse the masters who were chasing after a long distance, he appreciated it.

After waiting for a while, he still flew along the river without touching his feet.

On the road, he didn't encounter any black witches and puppets lurking in ambush, and he left the territory of Great Liang for about ten miles, and turned to escape to the forest in the east. During the three days of sneaking, he asked the monks specifically how to avoid divination. teacher tracking.

On the premise that the fortune-teller has grasped the aura items on his body, and did not cover up the secret treasure, it is very difficult to avoid the calculation and deduction of the fortune-teller at the same level.

He and the monk had tried several times during the rest of the day, and found that he had settled down to perform the wood invisibility technique, and when he was integrated with the tree, he could avoid the monk's "law of cause and effect" to trace the veins in the subtleties.

But this method has a drawback, he cannot move.

It's a mixed blessing for him.

The third-order witch cultivators who chased him were scattered, and relatively few masters were placed on the southern border.

Those who use low-level puppets and zombies to lurk to detect and block are second-level witch cultivators. It takes time for masters from other places to rush over. In addition, he was distracted by monks and misled the rhythm, confusing the divination masters who got the news. More than an hour's head start.