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Several people said that they surrounded the viewer and entered the main room, feeling like they were celebrating the New Year when they were young.

After sitting down, Zhang Guanzhu looked at the disfigured Wei Jingjie, and said, "It's not easy. You have survived several times, and you, the captain, have contributed a lot." Calling Wei Jingjie who stood up to sit down, he looked at Shang Qingyun again: "There are no hidden dangers left by the injuries on your body?"

"No, quietly help me diagnose and treat me in time."

"that's great."

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at several people and emphasized: "They are all good!"

He nodded to Zhuang Yu who was crowded in the corner.

"You too!"

Chapter 539 Zhuang Yu's Discovery

A long time ago, when they were still apprentices, the head of the mountain mentioned several times that the temple master is the backbone of the fairy temple, and the temple master has a strange aura that can make people feel at ease. No matter how big the difficulty is, it is not a problem.

After traveling far away, after suffering life and death, the blood-stained few people thought their hearts were tough enough.

But when they suddenly reunited with the temple master in a remote border town, they just got a word of affirmation from the temple master. Their hearts fluctuated and they almost couldn't restrain themselves. The weight of the temple master in their hearts was almost incomparable.

Zhang Guanzhu looked at Shi Nanguan who secretly gave Zhuang Yu a shy smile, and immediately became nervous about the little fat man who was doing tricks to plot against the disciple of the Guanzhu.

"Shi Nanguan, do you still copy scriptures?"

"Uh...Of course, as long as I'm in the city, when I'm not on a mission, I copy the scriptures every day, and I never fall behind."

Immediately, Shi Nanguan was full of air, took out a stack of bound books from the storage bag, and presented them to the viewer like a treasure: "I rented a lot of classics and scriptures from Xiya Building and the shop, all of which are ancient books that I have never read before. Or rare books or fragments, I carefully proofread and copied them all.”

In a great mood, he glanced at the captain and the old iron with a detached gaze.

It's still the Guanzhu who knows his credit, or the Guanzhu understands the joy of copying books!

"Okay, okay, the pumpkin has a heart, and its merits will benefit the future in the present age. There is nothing good about it!"

Zhang Wenfeng was generous with his words of praise, but he didn't seem to notice that Tie Jinlin secretly raised his threatening fist towards the little fat man, flipping through the pages of neatly copied books.

The pen and ink are fragrant and the strokes are colorful. Shi Nanguan's practice is written between the lines.

"You add a line of small characters at the beginning of all the copied books, 'Shi Nanguan transcribes and proofreads', and after you return to the mountain gate, sort them out and place them in the library courtyard for the monks of the sect to read."

"Yes, follow the order of the Lord Guan!"

Shi Nanguan clasped his hands in salute, he wanted to hold back his joy, but he couldn't help the joy leaking from the corner of his mouth.

Tie Jinlin really couldn't see it, he punched his fist secretly, he was too envied and hated by others.

They don't allow the pumpkin's little tail to stick up to the sky.

Zhang Wenfeng returned the stack of books to Shi Nanguan, and told him: "'Copy all the books, extract the essence, work less but get more, think without getting bored but see more', you have to persevere and read more Read through it, choose one or two scriptures that are suitable for you, read it and think about it, and over time, you will be able to generate infinite 'power of thought'."

Shi Nanguan was chewing his words, and the temple master had given similar advice before, and he cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Nanguan remembers the teaching of the temple master!"

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the others, and said: "Everyone has their own way of cultivation, you don't have to follow Shi Nanguan, follow your own path."

He was worried that other people would rush to copy books, so what happened?

Spring is when a hundred flowers bloom.

"Shang Qingyun, after finishing your training, go back to the Taoist Temple to rest for a while, and go to Xuanyun Temple with Shi Wenzhan to find Daoist Yun, and she will arrange for you to learn the Daoist Dao for a month with the third-tier formation master, Daoist Jin Shanyan. Study hard and seize the opportunity. Take advantage of this time to sort out the doubts and difficulties you encountered in the formation."

When Zhang Wenfeng was in Xuanyun Guan, Jin Shanyan proposed a suggestion for the exchange of disciples from two sects, mainly for arrays, pills, weapons, swords, etc., to learn from each other's strengths and keep the number of people within a very small number.

He couldn't wish for it, it seemed that the Fairy Spirit Temple couldn't come up with other top-notch skills for communication besides his swordsmanship and talisman drawing?

In order to train a few sword cultivators, Xuanyun Temple is willing to spend money.

The bricks he threw at the sword that day attracted jade.

"Ah, yes, Qing Yun takes orders!"

Shang Qingyun was so excited that Xiaoyuan's face turned red.

How could a monk who practiced formation not know the name of Daoist Jin Shanyan?

Some time ago, she was still envious of Yan Jing, and the temple master won for Yan Jing a chance to go to Yulong Temple to practice alchemy with a third-rank alchemist, and she didn't expect such a good thing to happen so quickly.

Several people congratulated each other, happy for the popular Shang Qingyun, Shi Nanguan yelled for Junior Sister Shang to invite her to a banquet.

Such a good thing is not enviable. Tie Jinlin also knows some formations, but he is far behind Shang Qingyun. The practice of any skill requires talent, and he can only wait for Shang Qingyun to return from learning. Cloud for advice.

After talking about the business, Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "Jingjie, which room is vacant? I'll talk to Zhuang Yu about something." Then he patted the head of the donkey who was approaching, and said, "Come and listen too."

Wei Jingjie stretched out his hand to invite, and took him to the one next to the west wing, and opened the door to invite the temple master to enter.

Before Zhuang Yu entered the door, he turned his head and rubbed three fingers at Tie Jinlin in the yard, "Old Tie, prepare the Spiritual Qi Stone."

After closing the door, Zhang Wenfeng specially arranged a soundproof barrier.

Zhuang Yu took out a map with many markings, spread it out on the small table, swiped his finger from Dingxi City to the south, landed on a place marked with vermilion, and said: "Dingxi City and the opposite Changxi City , It has been passed down for hundreds of years that there are historical sites hidden deep in the 'Rope Ditch'. The search for the Rope Ditch has not stopped in these years. The city owner and the others have visited several times, but no one has found the entrance of the historical site. Every time it is Give up halfway, waste time.

After searching and exploring in many ways, the disciples discovered a little-known secret. The entrance of the Shengzigou historic site was opened according to the rules of the day. Dingxi City and Changxi City went there to inspect the missing monks. They were all lost in the historical site. among.

Every year, foreign monks break in and disappear, but not many people know about it.

The disciples took some time to collect more than a dozen times of missing monks, large and small. After sorting and calculating, it was concluded that the four unlucky days of 'Spring You Day, Xia Wu Day, Autumn Mao Day, and Dong Zi Day' were the days that entered the Shengzigou Historic Site. During critical times, people also disappeared there at other time periods, relatively few, and no regularity could be found. "

The donkey listened silently, and gave Zhuang Yu a look of admiration for his thorough analysis.

It likes to go out with the owner to explore and hunt treasures most. It is thrilling and exciting, and it has endless aftertaste. It is not very interesting to be a bodyguard for five little guys in Dingxi City after a long time.

Since the temple master asked it to listen together, he intentionally let it go on a treasure hunt.

Zhang Wenfeng took a few sheets of paper full of names and dates of disappearance, and there was a sort of calculation on the bottom. It seemed that Zhuang Yu knew a lot about miscellaneous arithmetic. After thinking about it for a while, he said: "The first day of the first month of next year will be 'Spring You Day', It's only been two days, and there's still time to go, Lu Zi and I went in to investigate, um, we have to hire a master who understands formations."

Tu Kun couldn't leave the underground mine by the Liuzhi River for too long, so he could only invite Yang Shuilan.

The two sides have established a foundation of trust, and Yang Shuilan is proficient in formations, a fourth-tier master, and working together will provide an extra guarantee for safety.

After experiencing the danger of Longdong, the underground town of Tuofeng Mountain, Zhang Guanzhu felt that the cooperation mode of exploring the relics was very good, and the benefits would not flow to outsiders anyway.

Yang Shuilan has mastered several magic weapons, her strength should not be underestimated.

Now that there is an opportunity to discover rare treasures in front of you, who would dislike it?

He took out the flying sword, silently recited the meaning of discovering ancient sites and inviting Yang Shuilan to explore together, recorded it in the sword body, walked out of the room, and played the flying sword in the yard. After thinking about it, he sent a similar message to Tu Kun for the flying sword.

Returning to the room, he asked Zhuang Yu to sit down, and said, "Tell me carefully, where is the right place to enter the historic site?"

"Yes!"

Chapter 540

Zhuang Yu took out some blank rice paper, spread it on the map, took out a sharpened black stone, and sketched the topography of Shengzigou on the white paper. Draw topographic maps.

Draw the terrain of Shengzigou, which is more than [-] miles long, with twists and turns and complicated mountain terrain.

Mark the calculated entrance clearly, take a new piece of rice paper, outline the complex gullies inside the entrance, circle the several locations he estimated, and enter the specific location of the historic site.

After Zhuang Yu finished drawing and finished speaking, Guanzhu Zhang already had an idea in mind, put away a few drawings, and asked, "How many times have you been down?"

The homework in the early stage is detailed and meticulous, which is a talent.

A shy smile appeared on Zhuang Yu's face, and he said, "Three times, and each time I hired someone to accompany me." He dared not go to the place where there were many accidents by himself. Of course you have to cherish it.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile, "It's not a small expense, is it? Are there enough spirit stones?"

"Collecting information from both sides, plus inviting people to investigate, and setting up eyes and ears in the city, the more than 700 spiritual energy stones on my body are almost used up."

Zhuang Yu took out the ledger booklet, saw the temple master touching his cuffs, and hurriedly said: "You don't need to pay the temple master, I will find Brother Wei to borrow one thousand later. Second Lord."

He has not formally apprenticed to a teacher yet, and he has always called him "Guanzhu" instead of Master.

Zhang Wenfeng did not specifically ask Zhuang Yu about the process of handling affairs. He was able to ask people to protect him to go to that kind of place, and it took as many as three times.

I took the booklet and flipped through it, and the expenses were clearly recorded on it.

He was not interested in these, so he returned the account book to Zhuang Yu, and told him to pay attention to safety.

Walk out of the room and return to the main room to sit down again, the six people are waiting.

Zhang Wenfeng carefully looked around a few people, looked at Wei Jingjie who was sitting next to him, and asked, "Are you all doing your daily homework?"

"Except for missions, when we were in the city, we did our homework in the main room every morning and evening, and we didn't miss out."

Wei Jingjie replied respectfully.

Zhang Wenfeng stared at Wei Jingjie again for a moment, he could see the aura of murder and karma, and asked: "Have you been practicing recently, is it more difficult to enter concentration than usual, with a lot of distracting thoughts in your mind?"

Wei Jingjie looked up with surprise in his eyes, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Yes, when I practice alone, I spend several times as long as I have to deal with the distracting thoughts in my heart. It's been almost a month."

He realized that there was a small problem in his practice, and he wanted to adjust his breath through meditation, reduce the number of times he used Yuan Qi to perform exercises every day, and slowly restore his previous state.

Since the temple master insisted on breaking it, the situation must be serious to a certain extent.

Shang Qingyun blurted out and asked: "Guanzhu, is there something wrong with the captain's cultivation?"

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the round-faced female disciple who seemed more anxious than Wei Jingjie, what happened to the two of them?To Yan Jing and Cui Zhongxian: "Check Jingjie's pulse."

"Yes!"

Yan Jing took the pulse first, then asked about the status in a low voice, and then it was Cui Zhongxian's turn to check.

After more than a quarter of an hour, the two doctors deliberated and came to a conclusion: the captain's breath was slightly unstable, his heart fire was stagnant, his vitality was not balanced, and he had some symptoms of excessive performance, and he needed medicine to calm his mind.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded, and asked the two to prescribe prescriptions, grab medicine and decoct medicine, and told everyone to avoid it. It doesn't matter if the donkey stays.

He set up a soundproof barrier in the main room, and said to Wei Jingjie, who seemed a little nervous: "It's no big deal. Since you performed the mission, you have killed too much, and maybe witchcraft has fallen on you, which has affected you. I will read it a few times. The scriptures can dissolve your bad karma."

This is the only thing he can say at present, and he can resolve bad karma with the power of thought.

Da'an Dynasty and the Wu Clan are rivals, Da'an monks beheaded and killed Wuxiu, and they have the national luck incense of Da'an Dynasty to offset their bad karma. caused by accumulation.

In the main room, there were high and low chants of scriptures while sitting or standing twice.

Ethereal and lofty, with the power of thoughts like water, he kept washing Wei Jingjie's whole body, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. Wei Jingjie felt as if he was soaking in warm water, and his whole body felt comfortable. A trace of irritability disappeared without notice.

After reading the scriptures nine times, Zhang Wenfeng stopped talking, and then looked at Wei Jingjie's body, which was clean and spotless.

"Before you rest at night, recite the "Self-Cultivation and Tranquility Chapter" of the "Taishang Tongxuan Sifang Miaojing" three times more. As the team leader, you have a heavy burden, and the killing is heavier than them. You need to recite the scriptures yourself to eliminate invisible negative effects. "

"Yes, the disciple has written it down."

Wei Jingjie stood up and bowed respectfully, thankfully the temple master helped him find out the problem, otherwise he would have suffered a lot.

Zhang Wenfeng also instructed a few things to pay attention to, telling Wei Jingjie to take the medicine later, go back to his room to read scriptures and adjust his breath, so that he is not afraid of encountering problems on the way of practice, even if he encounters small problems that may not be noticed and cause major troubles.

After receiving the reply from Yang Shuilan and Tu Kun, Zhang Wenfeng went to rest in an empty room.

Zhuang Yu asked Wei Jingjie and the others to borrow another thousand spiritual energy stones, taking advantage of it and pretending to slip away.

It was getting dark, Zhang Wenfeng took Shi Nanguan to the dust-cleaning banquet held by the city lord and two other monks in the free zone. He was originally going to take Wei Jingjie, the captain, to the captain. Something happened to the captain. Although he has recovered, he is currently Yijing Do not move.

Celebrate the New Year with several disciples in Dingxi City.

Feel the simple and rough customs of border towns in different inland areas.

On the morning of the first day of the new year, Zhang Wenfeng bid farewell to the city lord, and left the east gate with the donkey and flew southeast.

After going around in a circle, three hundred miles away, they met Yang Shuilan who had agreed to wait in the ravine for a long time, took out the blueprints, and showed Yang Shuilan, and the two of them flew to the middle of the rope ditch not far away.

The donkey was relatively indifferent to Yang Shuilan, who became the goddess of water, and pretended to be dumb and didn't take the initiative to say hello.

Back then Yang Shuilan ruthlessly abandoned Lezi and severed ties with Lezi. It witnessed it at the Xihe River in Xihezhou Town. Of course, it stood on Lezi's side and didn't like Yang Shuilan at all.

It did not participate in the story that happened later.

The Guanzhu didn't tell it, how could it know?

The donkey was left behind alone, and didn't understand why the temple master didn't invite the earth protector to come and explore the treasure together, but instead called a woman who had been treacherous?

However, there must be a reason for the temple master to do this, and it just follows.

Near noon, the two men and donkeys walked to the rope ditch that stretched for tens of miles. Protruding rocks block the line of sight and the distance.

Look for a mountain of earth shaped like a gourd.

After confirming again and again, the two were highly skilled and bold, and flew down to the deep ditch filled with white air below.

The donkey followed closely and had already shrunk a lot.

The white gas can interfere with the exploration of the spiritual consciousness, and it fell to the mouth of a cave with flowing fog at a depth of about [-] feet. The two went in and saw three male and female monks standing on guard in astonishment.

White mist flows on the ground, and it is decorated like a fairyland in a narrow cave, surrounded by mist.