Taoist chanting

Wei Jingjie stretched out his long spear and caught the Wuwu Zhe's body.

Tie Jinlin had already taken out the oilcloth bag and put it in neatly.

His admiration for Mr. Donkey is like the rushing water of the West River, which is out of control. Mr. Donkey is too fierce, and he killed a third-level martial artist in three or two strokes. Oh no, it was a head-to-head confrontation. sent.

Yan Jing took a medicine powder and a pill for Shi Nanguan who was curled up on the ground.

Telling the men to turn around without looking, after giving the unconscious Shang Qingyun the pulse, Yan Jing reached out and tapped a few times, unbuttoned several buttons of Shang Qingyun's clothes, exposing most of his shoulders, and then grabbed the acupoint on Shang Qingyun's chest. The three-inch pointed dart on the chest came out steadily, and there was blood gushing out. She quickly stopped the bleeding and applied plaster, put on white gauze, and took out a cracked and broken heart mirror magic weapon from Shang Qingyun's clothes.

The female witch made a sneak attack, and the pointed dart pierced Shang Qingyun's cassock, heart guard and inner armor, but the pointed dart didn't penetrate deep into the flesh, breaking several bones and injuring the internal organs.

Fortunately, the captain was considerate and gave the formation division the best protection, otherwise Shang Qingyun would not have escaped.

She used her hand to fix the bone, quickly fixed it with a short stick, and restored her companion's clothes.

Now the five of them are all wearing cassocks and inner armor, and they all have storage bags with various necessary items on their bodies, which is not what it used to be.

Only then did Yan Jing have time to pay attention to the battle in the distance. Lord Donkey's fighting style was extremely ferocious. With a terrifying roar, the third-level witch cultivator of the battle of trapped beasts turned pale, and all the overlapping yellow veils of mist were swept away.

A majestic sword energy beheaded the guy who was unable to wield the bone staff, and ended the battle neatly.

"Master Donkey is mighty! Ahem..."

The little fat man was so refreshed, he cried out, and then coughed violently.

Yan Jing hurriedly squatted down, put her hands on the little fat man, calmed down the breath of reversal, and whispered: "Don't get excited, don't talk, calm down, and I will help you remove the alien witch power that has invaded your body when you return to the city!"

Wei Jingjie didn't turn his head back, and shouted in a low voice, "Little Fatty, shut up!"

Tie Jinlin smiled and took out a stack of oilcloth bags. Thanks to the donkey master, he was able to kill two third-level witch cultivators this time, so he should be able to harvest the storage space, right?

The three freedom masters who received a call for help in the city, they had jade pendants that allowed them to freely enter and leave the formation outside the city, rushed over together, saw the few people who were cleaning up the battlefield, and at the same time set their eyes on the blood-stained donkey.

Where are the two third-tier witch cultivators?

Chapter 519

After Yan Jing masterfully removed the alien witch power that had invaded his body, he took two doses of Kuwaku decoction, rested and recuperated for one night, and the next day Shi Nanguan was able to get out of bed and walk around, with bruises still remaining on his face .

Seeing the old god Donkey enjoying the fine wine given by the city lord, he swallowed.

He couldn't drink anymore these days, so he approached him with a flattering smile on his face.

"Mr. Donkey, the two of us have been friends since we were young. I play with you intimately in the whole yard, brush your hair, catch bugs, and break off the tenderest lonely white to honor you, so we two, hehe, you understand! "

Shi Nanguan rubbed his fingers to signal, but didn't watch Tie Jinlin tear down the stage, rolled his eyes and let out a strange laugh.

The donkey grinned and grinned, "Pumpkin, speak human language, don't beat around the bush."

"What I mean is, Mr. Donkey, you got two space treasures this time. You pick the remaining one. It's idle anyway. Let me use it for a while."

"You didn't say it earlier, last night I erased the mark and gave that black bracelet to Ajie."

The donkey shook his head, seeming to feel sorry for the little fat man who was full of disappointment. He lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, feeling very happy.

Shi Nanguan eagerly looked at the captain who was wiping the big gun, and the captain glanced up sideways, and Shi Nanguan hurriedly said: "It should be, the captain has worked hard and is the pillar of our team. In the future, it will be my turn again. I am Vice-captain, don't be in a hurry."

He thinks it is reasonable to assign them according to the order of captain and vice-captain designated by the temple master.

Tie Jinlin, who was sitting at the table keeping accounts, let out an inexplicable "hehe" dry laugh.

The captain said slowly: "The bracelet is for Jinlin to use."

Shi Nanguan was very injured, he clutched his chest, his face was full of pain, he would be the last one according to the captain's order, how could there be so many third-level witch cultivators jumping out to be trampled and killed by Mr. Donkey?He said to Yan Jing who walked into the main room from the west wing: "Jing Jing, come and heal me quickly, my chest and abdomen are full of gas, my eyes are dark and my whole body is weak, I feel so uncomfortable, I am about to faint."

Staggering on his feet, he looked like he was dying.

Yan Jing will not be fooled, she has heard the conversation, and said with a smile: "Whoever helps the pumpkin to loosen the bones, he needs to clean up."

"Okay, I'm good at this."

"Don't make trouble, old iron, your claws are neither light nor heavy, and you can't afford to knock on the door if you break it."

Yan Jing walked out of the main room, walked through the small courtyard and opened the courtyard door. Outside stood a dazzlingly handsome Gu Chaowen in white clothes, and behind him stood a monk of Jinfengguan holding a gift.

"I heard that you guys had some accidents outside the city yesterday, are you not hurt?"

"No."

"Our mission has expired and we are about to return, so we came here to see you."

Gu Chaowen saw that the woman was serious and succinct, and he didn't mean to invite him in for a sit down. He saw the people in the main room cleaning guns and talking, and no one looked at the door to say hello, so he didn't find it boring, took it. The gift was handed to Yan Jing, who used to talk about everything, with a smile as usual: "If you have a little heart, I won't go in and disturb you."

Yan Jing hesitated for a moment, then took the delicate case and said, "Thank you, I'll let you spend the money."

Seeing the handsome man who said "Take care" and turned away, Yan Jing's mood was as complicated as the turbulent autumn rain in the sky. When he met Gu Chaowen alone that time, the captain didn't say anything harsh to her afterwards.

He just said, "If he, Gu Chaowen, really cared about our three-year classmate's friendship, he should openly come to talk about the past, such an unreasonable private invitation, sneaky, what's the matter? Open-minded, heaven and earth Forgive yourself."

After standing for a while, just about to close the courtyard door, he saw the personable Chen Qingqiao approaching.

"Miss Yan is too polite, why bother you to wait at the door for so long?"

Chen Qingqiao made a joke, he is a regular visitor here, jokingly entered the door, greeted with several people who came out of the main room, first took out the wine jar and put it in front of the donkey after entering the main room, chatted with the donkey a few words, and then sat down to greet The little fat man's injury, asked Shang Qingyun how?

It was rumored in the city that the group of five in the Fairy Spirit Temple had an unfortunate encounter with a third-rank monk of the Witch Clan, and was almost wiped out. Fortunately, the masters of the city's Freedom Realm arrived in time to rescue the five of them. The news is true or false, which one shall prevail?

This is a gossip deliberately released by the city lords in order to cover up for the donkey, but they can't hide the matter.

After talking for a while, Chen Qingqiao lowered his voice and said: "I heard that your accident this time was betrayed by someone. Someone in the city sold your whereabouts out of the city to the other side. You have gained a lot, and some villains are jealous."

Wei Jingjie asked in a low voice, "Where did Guanzhu Chen hear that?"

"I spent a few stones. I heard from the white old man who sold the news in the West Wind Tavern. He said that it was the news from the other party. He didn't know who betrayed you, and the other party would not tell. Definitely a fake."

Chen Qingqiao has a wide range of contacts. He heard some rumors and went to find someone to inquire.

Shi Nanguan rubbed his face to get rid of the anger on his face, son of a bitch, don't let him know who it is?

If it weren't for the donkey master protecting them, none of them would fall this time, and the whole army would be wiped out.

Life and death.

Wei Jingjie thought for a moment, looked at Tie Jinlin, and said, "Go out and find out, when will his mission expire? When will he return?"

This remark was thoughtless, and it was a bit of a coincidence, so I couldn't help thinking about it carefully.

Yan Jing's face was slightly pale, she pursed her lips and looked aside.

She really doesn't want to be that person, whether it's like being a stranger or forgetting each other, if she becomes an annoying villain, she will be very, very disappointed.

Tie Jinlin nodded slightly, bowed his hands to Guanzhu Chen who didn't ask any more questions, and walked out of the main room to do some business.

Shi Nanguan said: "I will take care of it for two days, and then I will go to the tavern and tea house. It's not convenient to talk about things like this. His uncle is a dog thief who eats inside and out."

Stared at by the captain, he swallowed back the foul words behind him.

They talked about things in the yard, except for the cover of the formation and the presence of the donkey, no one could eavesdrop on them without disturbing them.

Chen Qingqiao saw that the few of them seemed to have suspicious targets, so he didn't stay long, so he left.

About half an hour later, Tie Jinlin came back.

"He stayed in the city for an extra half a month after his mission expired. He returned from our side, took the people out of the city and flew away to the northeast. There was no delay. I asked Daning's relationship and asked the monk who guarded the east gate. Confirm this."

Yan Jing got up and went out to the west wing to look after Shang Qingyun who was lying on the bed and woke up early, chatting with her to relieve boredom.

Some bad things, it is better not to listen.

Shi Nanguan stood up and walked around the main room, saying: "I suggest to talk to Cen Sanlin, ask him to help us investigate this matter, we can't know that we have suffered such a big loss, and still don't know who did it? "

He glanced at Mr. Donkey, who was drinking leisurely and enjoying himself with his eyes closed.

Master Donkey is now more and more like a Taoist donkey, and will not get involved in their major affairs. If Master Donkey asks the city lord to talk about this matter, he will definitely investigate this matter to the bottom of the sky.

Wei Jingjie said: "I will go to Daoist Cen later, and then send a message to the temple master to clarify this matter."

Holding the broken bronze sword in his hand, Zhang Wenfeng strolled back and forth in the woods by the stream.

He stretched out his hand to catch the flying talisman light, explored for a moment, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I hope it wasn't you, it's still pardonable for God to do evil; self-inflicted evil, you can't live, I have taught this truth many times."

After thinking about it, he sent a summons to Gao Yi, the city lord of the west city, asking him to find out about the traitor who betrayed the disciples of Xianlingguan. The minions that should be exposed should not always be hidden.

Send Wei Jingjie a reply, greet the injured disciple, and give a few instructions.

Holding the bronze sword behind his back, he was thinking, it's time for Xianling Temple to build up its own intelligence gathering staff, among the sixteen disciples, who is more appropriate to take the lead?

Chapter 520 Do your part, it's me

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, many disciples in the fairy spirit audience did not have to go to the new mountain to be busy for a long time. The master improved and designed a "sled" to facilitate the transportation of huge wood and stones to the top of the mountain in sections, saving a lot of manpower and time.

It is enough for the disciples to go to the construction site occasionally to experience life, and usually focus on practice and study.

The head of the mountain also had free time to sit down and drink tea, walk around the corridor of Qingzheng Bieyuan with his hands behind his hands, and listen to the sound of chanting scriptures.

At present, there are many hills under construction, and several hills in Beiyan Forest are also under construction. Wei Xingde, who is in charge of supervision, and his youngest son, Wei Jingcheng, are specially equipped with gentle donkeys as mounts. They run back and forth dozens of miles every day, and they rarely have free time.

When sitting in the tea room with the temple master and drinking tea, the head of the mountain picked up big and small things and talked about them.

"The first batch of apprentices Zhang Xuanhe, Shi Nanchao, and Shang Qingzheng, etc., have not been able to advance to Huaqi all these years, and they are doing farm work at home as believers at home. They asked Wei Jingcheng to ask Wei Jingcheng to do some work in our Taoist temple.

Two days ago, I asked them to meet, chatted, and promised them to try for a year first, and let them work as errand helpers for Lao Wei and Uncle Lame respectively. You can arrange for the family to marry a wife and have children, and you won't lose them. "

Zhang Wenfeng understood that it was Shan Zhang's way of employing people in a balanced manner.

Today's fairy watchers have a big business and a lot of things to do, and they can't handle foreign affairs with just a few people.

Fresh and trustworthy people are needed in order to run smoothly.

The six people reckoned that the head of the mountain had been investigating for a long time. According to the viewer's knowledge, there are still many apprentices who have not advanced to Huaqi. Far away, or go to a border town as a casual cultivator.

"I need a disciple who is good at calculating, interested in spying on and collecting world affairs, and who can keep his mouth shut. It is best to choose from among the sixteen disciples. He must be calm, not impulsive, and not old-fashioned. Master Shan, please help me." Let me pay attention, our Taoist temple has to build its own waiting hall, and always pay attention to changes in the outside world."

After hearing the report from the head of the mountain, Zhang Guanzhu made his own request.

Everyone has their own strengths. The head of the mountain is interested in chores and has the ability to "observe" people's hearts, but he doesn't like to spy on news and plot people's hearts. He doesn't have the energy and time.

The head of the mountain put down the teacup, thought carefully for a moment, and said: "Among the sixteen of them, there is really one candidate who meets the conditions you mentioned, the master, and I sent that bad boy to the enclave of Guizailing, Lingcaoling. I'm going to leave him idle for a few years."

"Oh, Chen Zhong? It's not like that."

"It's not Chen Zhong, it's Zhuang Yu, he doesn't like to talk too much, he's the one who doesn't stand out in the crowd. His cousin Zhuang Mi is also good at calculating, and he's doing a good job as the second shopkeeper in the Fangshi shop. The two have different temperaments. .”

"Remember, it's him, why don't you see it, tell me, what's wrong?"

The first batch of sixteen official disciples that Zhang Wenfeng and the head of the mountain mentioned did not include Lezi. Lezi was not an official genealogical Taoist priest of the Da'an Dynasty. Apart from learning and practicing, Lezi did not recite scriptures and rituals, and did not attend morning and evening classes. He was registered in the fairy temple. Cultivators, counting as disciples of Tukun's lineage, were less restrained.

He had an impression of Zhuang Yu, a pretty quiet guy who didn't talk much, and smiled a little shyly.

The head of the mountain smiled and said: "That kid is so bad, he has a heavy mind. When Cui Zhongyu stole the spiritual rice, I conducted a questioning game for all the other apprentices. He has a strong heart, thinking that he can correct himself at a young age, so he pays more attention and guides him.

I still can't do it later, I visited him many times, and my thoughts were strange and far-fetched.

Fortunately, he has Taoism in his heart, and those strange calculating people's insidious methods are all for the sake of Taoism. The starting point is not bad, or he is the second guy to be expelled from the mountain gate.

Several years ago, he always paid attention to the news of Cui Zhongyu who was kicked out of the mountain gate. He did not know where he heard that Cui Zhongyu changed his name and moved to live in Qianyan County far away. A trip to Qianyan County sent Cui Zhongyu and his family to the Taoist temple and the Daolu branch of Qianyan County respectively. That year, Zhuang Yu was less than 15 years old, and he endured it for almost two years.

I didn’t know about this until I received the official letter from the Qianyan County Daolu Branch sent to the case. Later I asked him, why did he do this?He said that to deal with traitors, one must be beaten to death, and no chance of backlash should be given, not even a little bit.I was speechless by that kid. "

Zhang Wenfeng pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll meet him and chat with him."

"Then I'll call him back to the mountain, Guanzhu, it's right to make the best use of people, but that kid must have a tether. He has a deep dragon in his heart, so he has to use it carefully. After he has advanced to the gradual decline in the past few years, I I can't see into his heart, I only listen to Chen Zhong's report that Zhuang Yu reads books behind closed doors in Lingcao Ridge, and what he reads most is Confucianism's governing techniques, Legalism's power, power, and tactics, and military strategists' books on conquest , our Taoist classics, he has already thrown them aside."

The head of the mountain reminded that he also had considerations for arranging the sunny Chen Zhong to go there.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Chief Shan, I'm awake."

The head of the mountain is a busy housekeeper, and he has an account of everything, so he went out to send a message.

After the autumn rain stopped and the sun was shining in the afternoon, Zhuang Yu, who had been sent thousands of miles away to watch the grassland, returned to the mountain. In the forest at the east end of the stream, he saw the temple master holding a broken bronze sword.

With a shy smile on his face, Zhuang Yu respectfully saluted and waited for the master to speak.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't have the ability to read the heart of the mountain chief's hexagrams. He recited kung fu so well that he could look at the breath and sense the breath of karma. He put away the bronze sword, smiled and asked the ordinary-looking young man with deep eyes to get up, walked slowly east, and said : "I heard the head of the mountain talk about some things about you, I want to ask, what do you think about the way of cultivation and the schemes of ghosts and ghosts?"

He taught the most to the first batch of disciples, and they were familiar with each other, but it was impossible for everyone to understand.

Those who stand out have more dealings, and the others who don't talk much pay less attention.

Zhuang Yu followed half a body behind, and answered after thinking: "I think there is no special conflict between practicing the Dao and the calculations of people's hearts and ghosts. Dao cultivates oneself and cultivates merit, but for people or things that are not conducive to one's practice, one must also think about it." The way to move away is a kind of calculation. Stand upright and stand firm. If the calculation method is complicated or contrary to the interests of others, you can consider using it. The ghosts and ghosts in the eyes of others may be an effective way to solve the problem."

It was the first time Zhang Wenfeng knew that there were such unreasonable talents in the Taoist temple Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

One hundred kinds of rice feeds one hundred kinds of people, and there are accidents everywhere in life.