Taoist chanting

Such a thick volume of scriptures needs to be copied three times, and it is limited to three days to complete, so I don’t need to go out and wander around in these few days.

It shouldn't get carried away when it's happy, why doesn't it know what kind of temperament the Lord is?

After dismissing the donkey who fled, and Hu Qiang'er who didn't dare to intercede for fear of getting angry, Zhang Wenfeng waved to the fat young man who bowed his hands and saluted outside the pavilion, and said with a smile: "Shi Nanguan, you are from our lineage of Xianlingguan. Among the twelve generations of disciples, the one with the highest cultivation level should continue to maintain the momentum and set a good example."

There are 63 official disciples in the first batch and the second batch of Xianlingguan, all of whom belong to the twelve generations.

The next time we recruit apprentices, it will take five to ten years. Each generation of disciples will have to spend a lot of time cultivating to avoid mixed good and bad.

He also didn't expect that after Shi Nanguan Xiuwei overtook Wei Jingjie, he had maintained the lead for three years.

Shi Nanguan has a more bookish air, which is related to the fact that he has been copying scriptures for practice for several years. He is the most popular among the disciples of Xianling Temple. .”

Knowing that Guanzhu is easy to talk, he continued: "Guanzhu, please teach me a few more unique sword skills. I am the number one, and I can't even beat that girl Shui Qingru who has not broken the barrier. It's so embarrassing."

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the little fat man who didn't take the failure of the sparring seriously with a playful smile, and said with a smile: "You haven't had a swordsmanship sparring with Shui Qingru in several years, why did you compete with her again this time? The reason is that I believe it, I Teach you two tricks."

The little fat man rubbed his hands, hehe said: "I know I can't hide it from the temple master. I actually want to let her know. Xiaoya hasn't paid much attention to cultivation for a long time. I asked her if she encountered any troubles and needed help. She Also refused to say.

The few of us as senior brothers and sisters saw it in our eyes and were anxious in our hearts. If this dragged on for a long time, it would not be good for her future cultivation, so we came up with this method, but before I really let her relax a little bit, we Being stabbed by her with a sword was really a shame. Jingjie and Jinlin all blamed me for not doing a good job.

Guanzhu, you still have a way. When the little girl called me here just now, I saw that she looked good, and she jumped up and down while walking. The old little girl came back again. "

Zhang Wenfeng nodded with a smile. These disciples did better than he imagined, and asked, "What is the auxiliary skill you selected?"

After becoming formal disciples, they seldom gather together for major classes. Disciples who have advanced to the Gradient Realm practice, read books, and practice kung fu independently.

The little fat man said: "I have tried several skills beforehand, and I found that talisman making is suitable for me."

Seeing the opportunity, he took out a few talismans drawn by himself, and handed them to the spectator with both hands, asking for guidance. He had heard that in addition to his outstanding swordsmanship, the spectator also had a lot of research in drawing talismans.

Zhang Wenfeng took a few low-level talismans of "wooden thorn talisman", "coiled talisman" and "wooden amulet". With his current level of talisman drawing, it is more than enough to guide beginners. After explaining for a while, lay blank talisman paper on the stone table to demonstrate drawing A few low-level talismans, stroke by stroke, ins and outs, meticulous.

He also taught Shi Nanguan two swordsmanship techniques, which are the "sword-sharpening style and sea-stirring style" which he has studied deeply.

Little Fatty has a good heart and talent, and deserves to be cultivated in the future.

Chapter 479 One sword destroys one sword life method

After returning to the mountain gate for more than half a month, he practiced leisurely every day, went to work in the fields, chatted with his disciples, and instructed them to paint symbols, practice swords and draw pictures respectively, and discussed with the second senior brother the location, scale, and style of the new Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple left by Master Xuanmu is no longer suitable for use, and it cannot accommodate many disciples to do homework together.

A few years ago, the East Hall was emptied and the two extra rooms were just a stopgap measure.

The next time it recruits apprentices, it will be too tight, and it will look shabby and cramped.

The second senior brother proposed to build a luxurious Taoist palace, like the several sects he visited with profound heritage, stretching from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, with at least three corridors to go up the stairs, that is called the weather of the sect .

The Taoist temple with more than 500 years of history is preserved as the Patriarch Hall, and it is only when important sacrifices or festivals are opened that people gather to burn incense.

Zhang Guanzhu felt that the head of the mountain had thought carefully and agreed to the plan to raise the mountain to build a Taoist temple.

Spring and Jingming, the waves are slightly prosperous, and it is a good weather for traveling.

Zhang Wenfeng went out on the wind and came to Zhoucheng. He had enough rest and went to tell his old friends about the past.

Xie Moring had long since resigned from the post of guardian of Daolu branch in Zhoucheng, and was promoted to be principal. He came out from the east courtyard, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Rare guest, rare guest, what gust of wind brought you, Guanzhu Zhang, to Zhoucheng?"

He is a man who likes to be in charge, and it is more justifiable to be a court official. There are free state masters in the state city who can't hide from the supervisor of the array under his control, so he greeted him without Zhang Guanzhu notifying him.

If Zhang Guanzhu doesn't come to Zhoucheng again, he will send a summons without hesitation.

"Hehe, congratulations to Xie Yuanzheng, who is a few years late, and came here specially to ask for a cup of tea!"

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and greeted his old friend at the gate of the courtyard.

He Guangjun and Jin Qiaoyan, who came to the left and right to receive the summons from Xie Yuanzheng, are both acquaintances and friends, and now they are serving as left and right law guards in Nanjiang Prefecture.

Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly greeted Jin Qiaoyan: "Wenfeng met Elder Jin!"

He is using the previous address to show the difference.

Jin Qiaoyan returned the salute with a smile on his face: "Guan Zhang is very polite."

Zhang Wenfeng bowed his hands to He Guangjun again, and said with a smile, "He Protector is well!"

He Guangjun looked up and down the guy who hadn't seen him making such a big fuss for a few years, he twitched his mouth and smiled back: "Guardian Zhang is well." Because Guanzhu Zhang has the vain job of protecting the law as a guest, he also called him jokingly, and Guanzhu Zhang returned safely. , he was very happy in his heart, raised his sparse brows, and asked Zhan Zhan: "How many tricks to learn from?"

The two almost always fight when they meet each other, encouraging each other to improve.

Xie Moling had great power in his hands, and he had nothing to do with He Guangjun, a sword lunatic who didn't care about anything, so he hurriedly said: "Guangjun, Guanzhu Zhang is here, but he hasn't entered the door yet, and he hasn't had a cup of tea. What's the reason for exchanging ideas when we can meet?"

In fact, he valued He Guangjun's strength very much. With such a powerful Freedom Sword Cultivator in charge, he didn't have to worry about powerful mountain spirits and ghosts coming over to make trouble.

Jin Qiaoyan stretched out his hand to invite, and said: "Guanzhu Zhang, don't pay attention to him, let's talk in the main hall of the courtyard."

Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to ask Jin Qiao to speak first, and they walked in together, and said to He Guangjun who curled his lips, "Find some free time, let's communicate, but there is one thing, if you break the sword fighting arena, you have to pay for it, Brother He."

Secretly mentioned the old story of Xie Hufa punishing them with the spirit stone.

"Why? The compensation is half for one person. Xie Yuanzheng, do you think this is the case?"

It's not that He Guangjun is ignorant of the world, he's just not interested in most people and things. He has a sharp tongue, and he cooperates with running against the former Protector Xie.

Xie Moling laughed loudly: "If you break a floor tile, you have to pay for it. You don't need to be an exception. I have the final say here."

"Brother He, it seems we can't fight anymore."

"That's not okay, go to my court guard and beat me casually."

Jin Qiaoyan was baffled, wondering what the three elders were talking about.

The four of them sat down in the hall, and a maid served them with fruits and tea.

After three rounds of tea, Zhang Wenfeng took out a dossier from the Nawu space, and said, "I have something to trouble Mr. Yuanzheng. The Xianling Temple needs to raise the selected mountain by hundreds of feet. Please pass the dossier to me. Go to the Daolu Academy, and ask the two geologists to bring official treasures to assist you."

After Tu Kun advances to the fourth level, with the talent and supernatural power of Tu Ling, there is a way to uplift the plateau with low hills, but it is easy to damage the roots and veins of the mountains, so the gain outweighs the loss, so it is safer to ask the land master to do it.

Xie Moring opened the file and had a look, and the construction would start in half a year, there was more than enough time, so she agreed without hesitation.

After sitting for a quarter of an hour, He Guangjun urged him to be his guest. In his words, tea can be drunk at any time, and learning from swords is the most important and serious matter, so there should be no delay.

The four of them chatted and laughed and moved to the left guardian courtyard in the south.

Under the suggestion of the mature and prudent Xie Moring, the two went to the stage separately, and each demonstrated a move, so as not to accidentally overturn the courtyard.

When there is time in the future, the two will find a place to fight and learn from each other.

He Guangjun didn't reject the Wendou method, but felt it was a novelty, so he walked into the middle of the empty courtyard.

After thinking for a while, with a "clang clang", the newly forged silver long sword on his back fell out of its sheath and fell into his hand, and he took advantage of the momentum to stab a thick flower tree on the wrist more than ten feet away.

The sword light flashed, but the flowers and trees remained the same, not even the leaves trembled.

"It's a good move of the 'Break Out' sword technique!"

Zhang Wenfeng applauded and applauded, not seeing each other for a few years, He Guangjun's understanding of swordsmanship has become more and more subtle, almost like the Tao, with a simple single stab, the sword energy is like silk and fog, invisible and invisible, and has already penetrated the flower tree through countless small and imperceptible wounds .

This is to work hard on subtlety, although the current power is not great, the knowledge of swordsmanship is great.

It is the way to break ten thousand spells with one sword, and the key point is to break without leaving any traces.

Xie Moring and Jin Qiaoyan praised each other with a smile, they are not sword cultivators, and their feelings about this sword will not be as deep as Guanzhu Zhang.

He Guangjun tossed his sword back into its sheath gracefully, and bowed his hands with a smile. He admired this style of swordsmanship quite a bit, and Guanzhu Zhang told him to reveal the mystery of his style of swordsmanship, and his heart was even happier.

Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the way.

If you find some time, you can communicate with Zhang Guanzhu about the various directions of this sword.

As He Guangjun turned around and walked back, the flowering tree behind him slipped and fell to the ground, its branches and leaves fell, and the upper half of the trunk was in the shape of thin and dense filaments, which spread out about three feet in length, and more than ten filaments fell to the ground , that is a flaw in the swordsmanship control.

Zhang Wenfeng stepped forward, he drew his sword and slashed at the stubble flower tree that was only five feet away.

Under the sun, a ray of sword energy fell on the tree trunk.

And then no, the tree trunk didn't split in two, and there wasn't any strands of fluff scattered. Zhang Wenfeng had put his sword back and walked back with a smile.

He Guangjun shook his head with a smile: "It's a trick, Guanzhu Zhang, this trick doesn't count, I have to demonstrate another trick."

Xie Moling and Jin Qiaoyan watched the broken tree grow new branches and leaves quickly, and it became lush and green in a moment, and it came back to life. The two were amazed, they probably understood the sword.

It is the rudimentary form of a sword that produces ten thousand dharmas.

Zhang Guanzhu went down with his sword, and the trees grew. This is an extremely brilliant swordsmanship of controlling the sword and wood.

When you are advanced, you can turn trees into forests with a single sword, and the forests become swords, and the phantom trees will grow in clusters. You can kill enemies in one thought, and it is easy to turn your palm.

In the past, such magical swordsmanship was only seen in classics, but today is an eye-opener, and I am fortunate to witness it.

The afterlife is terrifying!

Chapter 480 Encounter, sky-high price

Zhang Wenfeng refused to demonstrate other sword skills. Compared with He Guangjun's destructive sword technique, his immature "Withered Wood Spring", which he had been pondering for several years, was just able to match.

The breaking method sword intent and the living method sword intent used by both sides are evenly matched.

He Guangjun is very cunning, he deliberately said that he used wooden techniques to take advantage of it, and wanted to ask for more advice. In fact, he developed wooden techniques through swordsmanship, and the degree of difficulty varies greatly.

Jin Qiaoyan made an invitation at the right time: "Guanzhu Zhang, come and sit in my yard for a while? I have recently brewed a jar of Wuyou Linglu wine. Let Guanzhu Zhang comment."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "But the worry-free spirit dew wine with 'more things to do in front of you, less time to watch and less time to watch, and a lot of wine in your chest'?"

He has already started to walk outside. Jin Qiaoyan is Yun Qiuhe's master. Of course he has to go and sit down. He wants to ask how Yun Qiuhe, who has left Nanjiangzhou long ago, is doing. As a good friend, it is right to be concerned of.

He understood that Jin Qiaoyan was helping him out of the siege, and was worried that he would have a real fight with He Guangjun.

"Guanzhu Zhang is very knowledgeable, and even knows such uncommon allusions. I have tried several times according to the prescriptions in ancient books, and this time the Wuyou Linglu wine tastes the closest."

Jin Qiaoyan smiled and stretched out his hand to invite, and transmitted a word of apology to Xie Moring and He Guangjun.

Zhang Wenfeng bid farewell to the two who did not get the invitation, and went out with Jin Qiaoyan to the north.

Treating guests is a science, if you don't invite one, you will offend others, Jin Qiaoyan only invites him in person, the wine tasting is just a pretext, obviously there is a private matter to discuss with him.

The other two smiled knowingly and cupped their hands.

The courtyard where Jin Qiaoyan lives is arranged like a small garden, with lush greenery and colorful flowers in spring.

Walking along the stone path into the elegant hall, I heard a surprise voice coming from inside.

"Yeah, why are you here?"

Holding the elegant blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, Yun Qiuhe stood up, his eyes were shining like light.

Jin Qiaoyan said with a smile: "Qiuhe, what are you still doing? I haven't entertained Guanzhu Zhang for tea. I'll go to the side room to make spirit wine."

She walked outside on her own.

She received a summons from the court and deliberately did not tell her apprentice Zhang Guanzhu that she had come to Zhoucheng.

Zhang Wenfeng walked in with a smile, and asked: "Senior Sister Yue said you were in retreat in the sect, but I didn't send you a message because I thought I wouldn't disturb your cultivation. When did you arrive in Zhoucheng?"

Yun Qiuhe put down the teacup, turned his head to look at Guanzhu Zhang who was sitting opposite, and said with a smile: "Master wrote to me a few days ago, saying that I will not be able to break the bottleneck anyway, and asked me to come over and be a knife and pen clerk for her old man." Commander, I arrived the day before yesterday, I heard that you are back, and I am going to stay for a few days to see you, so I did not send you a summons."

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the radiant and pretty woman. She was gradually reaching a perfect cultivation level. The woman, who didn't know what it was to be shy, blushed slightly, lowered her head and was busy rinsing the teacup, and asked, "How long have you been stuck in the bottleneck?"

"Almost a year."

Yun Qiuhe skillfully poured a cup of tea, turned his palms and stretched out his hand to signal, and asked, "Yue Anyan is also stuck in the bottleneck, how is she doing?"

"A few days ago, Senior Sister Yue went on a trip."

Zhang Wenfeng felt that the atmosphere between the two was weird, not as harmonious and natural as before, and the questions and answers were like a blind date. He took a sip of tea, picked up a topic and asked, "Did you leave your paintings behind?" Bar?"

"Of course not. I have drawn a lot... You came back and just gave me some pointers. I was so bored drawing by myself, and I felt like I was stuck in a bottleneck, and there was no progress in the future."

Speaking of painting, Yun Qiuhe's voice suddenly stopped being coy and gentle, and his voice was raised two notches.

"If you draw too much sketches, you will get tired. You can try to change to ink landscapes, flowers, birds, fish and insects. By analogy, use the light and shade of the sketch, or the shape relationship to draw ink and wash, and occasionally there will be unexpected effects."

"Then you have to try, wait on my side, and you can show me one."

"OK."

Jin Qiaoyan was getting wine in the west wing, and Jin Qiaoyan, who had been late to return, listened with ears perked up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as a master, he had to worry about his own foolish disciples, and after waiting for a while, he held Subai The porcelain altar went to the hall.

After tasting the Wuyou Linglu wine, Zhang Wenfeng left after not sitting for a long time.

Looking through a bunch of paintings in Yun Qiuhe's residence, he made some comments and spread out the rice paper. Zhang Guanzhu drew a piece of "Running Horse Picture" with strong brushstrokes, vigorous lines, vivid changes of thick and thin, dry and wet, and unrestrained ".

Yun Qiuhe likes this kind of paintings with both form and spirit and strong contrast.