Taoist chanting

Chapter 588

"There is rain when there is madness in heaven, and there is disaster when people are mad."

Monk Fayuan sits cross-legged on the top of the highest rocky mountain in the north of the island, facing the east, looking at the sea far away.

"That benefactor Xue acted erratically, relying on his superb calculations, he provoked a catastrophe of war for more than a year, causing people to be devastated, displaced people along the coast of Daying, and causing hundreds of thousands of casualties. Even if he lost once, he calmly escaped and killed everyone The partner who slipped through the net was harmed in one fell swoop, and he borrowed our sword to eliminate the trouble, he avoided the Duxian Islands [-] miles away, and made a comeback later, it is really a good plan."

The rising sun stained their robes and faces with blood.

Zhang Wenfeng listened silently and did not make a sound. The monk was angry and wanted to tell the truth in front of his friend.

"I plan to spend time and energy to use secret methods to extract the souls of the captured fourth-order monks, exchange their bodies, and then put them back. They hate the benefactor Xue who betrayed them, so they must find ways to deal with benefactor Xue. No matter how deep benefactor Xue hides, they are familiar with the Duxian Islands, and they have a way to find out. After changing their bodies, if they seize the house and do it again, their fate and fate will all change, and benefactor Xue will never count them again. life and death traces."

Monk Fayuan spoke out the idea he had been thinking about for a long time.

The two captured earlier, plus the three unlucky ones captured this time without much effort, made a total of five people.

It's a big force, planting strong restrictions on them, don't worry about their backlash.

"Return the way of the other to the other. Master, this method is good. The wicked must be tortured by the wicked. They deserve what they deserve. What do you care about? Eliminate evil and do good!"

Zhang Wenfeng applauded loudly, he didn't know the secret method of exchanging bodies, and he couldn't think of such a weird method.

It is estimated that Old Monster Xue does not know this method, otherwise he would not be left alive.

This method is great, let the guys who have changed their bodies go secretly to find and deal with Old Monster Xue, they will watch the fire from the other side, and they don’t have to lose anything. time.

A smile appeared on Fa Yuan's face, and he said: "This method is more insidious. I used to have selfish concerns. You are right, 'the wicked must be grinded by the wicked'. I greeted Daozheng and gave preferential treatment to the two captives. Give them a good life and healing, this matter, the few of us know about it, so as not to leak the news."

Using the method of exchanging soul shells to change fate against the sky, there are still as many as five. Fayuan not only damages Yin virtues, but also damages lifespan of more than a hundred years. This is the reason for his concern.

At this time, he thought about it, doing great good and accumulating great virtues is conducive to his practice, and he has a choice between gains and losses.

"Understood. The master is high-spirited, and Zhang is far behind."

Zhang Wenfeng saw that the monk had to bear a relatively large loss, which should be within the acceptable range, so he bowed his hand without asking.

There is a corresponding price to be paid for changing one's fate with arithmetic. Even mortal fortune tellers have the saying of "five disadvantages and three disadvantages".

Fa Yuan folded his palms together to return the salute, took out the flying sword and recited silently for a moment, then threw the flying sword into the air. After making up his mind, he relaxed and said with a smile: "The monk's practice is not enough, we need to always remember 'Don't take the appearance, as if you don't move'."

Zhang Wenfeng took out the wooden box in his sleeve, and said: "It took a lot of trouble earlier to collect the golden core and soul of a powerful swordsman. If you need it, master, feel free to use it."

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Fa Yuan was not polite. He took the wooden box and put it away. The process of doing it may cause soul damage. If it is not done well, he will become an idiot. One more soul is a good preparation.

The two were chatting on the top of the mountain, and by the way, they were waiting for the next batch of masters sent by the Eastern Continent to arrive.

Sporadic Island is not far from the Eastern Continent, and it is located at the gateway to Duxian Island. Now that it has been taken back, formations and cities must be established in this place, and fourth-tier masters and a considerable number of third-tier monks will be stationed here to guard against overseas The monk once again used this place as a stepping stone to invade the Eastern Continent.

The sea area is vast, and there are no islands for ten thousand miles nearby.

It is said that 5000 years ago, the great cultivator used means to sink almost all the islands on the way to Duxian Island.

It is not easy for the water demon to awaken. Every time the spiritual energy rises, the water demon in the sea area has not yet developed its power. It has been 500 years since the spiritual energy tide has ebbed. Occasionally, a powerful water demon appears in the sea area, which often attracts human monks and monks on land. Demon cultivators besieged and killed.

As the sun rose, Little Ni'er stepped on the tide of the water in a majestic manner, rising more than a hundred feet high, and shouted: "My Lord, we have captured three third-level thief cultivators who fled from the direction of the mainland. They are stupid to death. One after another, they threw themselves into the trap."

Zhang Wenfeng gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Little Ni'er is amazing! No matter what they come and go."

Little Ni'er got the praise, her little face was full of smiles, full of energy, she jumped into the sea and continued to ambush and catch the thief.

Fa Yuan asked in a low voice: "Is it possible to resolve the war between Da'an and the Wu Clan? Our East Continent must work together to prevent the invasion from the direction of Duxian Island in the next few decades."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded with a smile: "I'm in contact and negotiating, it's not very interesting to call back and forth."

The monk folded his palms together and said, "Excellent, excellent!"

In the evening, Zhou Fushi, Da Tianshi, Xuegong Jijiu Wen Yunqing, Tu Kun and others led a team of 80 third-rank monks.

The construction of the island, formation and other matters are in full swing, all the corpses are buried deep, all the previous stone houses and towers are torn down, and street buildings are built with local materials, and a large number of second-order monks will gather to come later.

Zhang Wenfeng stayed for two days and bid farewell to the first batch of stationed Fayuan, Tukun, Chu Qinger and others. Following Zhou Fushi, Da Tianshi, Xuegong Jijiu and others returned to the mainland, he promised Wen Jijiu and others When I have free time, I will visit Daying.

His contribution before and after this war is second only to monk Fayuan, and his achievements are obvious to all.

Zhou Fushi waited for Wen Yunqing to leave, and invited: "Junior Brother Zhang, the Lingbao Temple and the Xianling Temple have a deep relationship, and the scenery is good. Please go and recognize the door. How about staying on the mountain for a few days?"

Zhang Wenfeng cupped his hands: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders!"

He heard it, Zhou Fushi checked the follower of Xianling Temple, he arrived in Dayi, and the matter at hand was over, so it was reasonable to go to Lingbao Temple to burn incense.

The little Ni'er, who was eager to return home, was entangled, and quietly tugged on the sleeve of the temple master, and whispered: "Monastery master, my mother must miss me, I can't play outside for a long time, why don't I accompany you to Lingbao temple?" Play for two days?"

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Didn't you get a courage, and there are so many spoils of war, go back and give it to your mother as soon as possible, I don't know when I will turn back."

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Little Ni'er laughed from ear to ear, and said duplicity: "I won't give it to her. She will use the treasure I got as a favor if she changes hands. If I have a uncle, forget Ni'er." What? Come back with me?"

"It accompanies you back."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded in agreement.

The group flew into Bingzhou City, and the Great Heavenly Master and Zhu Xun led the team that had been repaired for two days, and took Xiao Ni'er and Lu Zijin to leave.

Another team led by Gu Quan went back from the direction of Daying ahead of schedule.

Zhang Wenfeng was sent out of the city. As for the negotiations between the Wu Clan and Da'an, the Great Heavenly Master and Zhou Zhi had already negotiated, and there will be a few back and forth talks in the future. The problem is not likely to be serious.

On the morning of the second day, Zhou Fushi, who had arranged the matter, also sent away all the monks from various countries who came to reinforce.

The two flew in the sky and headed northwest.

"Junior Brother Zhang, the imitation 'Taishang Xuanyuan Sword' on your waist doesn't seem to be old?"

"It's not been a few years."

"Besides the different color of the bronze, the fishtail pattern and the withered pattern of the sword hilt can almost be confused with the real one. The craftsmanship is exquisite and natural. I don't know where the expert made it?"

The more Zhou Fushi looked at the hilt of the sword, the more he felt that he couldn't see through it.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "It was a senior from Lingbao Temple who helped me restore a broken sword. He refined the sword into a copy of the 'Taishang Xuanyuan Sword'."

Zhou Fushi moved his eyes away from the hilt of his sword, stared at Guanzhu Zhang who didn't seem to be joking, and asked doubtfully, "Can that senior leave a name?"

Zhang Wenfeng said truthfully: "I didn't leave a name, he helped me refine this sword, and then went through the tribulation and ascended to the upper realm."

Zhou Fushi's eyes suddenly widened.

Seven years ago, at the border of the Da'an Dynasty, a senior master crossed the robbery and ascended. As an observer of the Daoist Palace of the Dayi Dynasty, he had heard this unimaginable strange thing.

Chapter 589

"Ling Treasure Temple, Senior Transcending Tribulation and Ascension... Who has stayed in the world for thousands of years?"

Zhou Fushi murmured, he was surprised by the news told by Guanzhu Zhang, the monks who can trigger the small thunder disaster must be at least six-level consummation or above, since the immortals came down to earth 5000 years ago to re-delineate the pattern and rules of the lower realm, every 500 years The tide of aura in his body is not enough for the monks and demon cultivators who are not promoted to the sixth level to take a small step forward.

Time and cultivation resources do not allow it, and the spiritual energy and materials that a sixth-level monk needs to consume are too terrifying.

It can only be a great monk who stayed in the lower world 5000 years ago, woke up from some kind of confinement and deep sleep, and attracted the test of thunder from the sky. Xiao Xiao, a body of cultivation is returned to the world, clean and tidy, and neither owes the other.

Zhang Wenfeng said with certainty: "It is the senior of Lingbao Temple, there is no mistake." He added: "After I go to Lingbao Temple to burn incense and perform rituals, I can draw a portrait of the senior as a souvenir."

It is inconvenient for Zhou Fushi to describe that senior's appearance and clothes, and to comment on a senior who ascended to the upper realm. It is not a disciple's doing, it is a disrespectful act, but drawing it with Danqing pen and ink represents respect. .

There is a big difference between the two.

He also wanted to find out the identity of that senior in advance.

Zhou Fushi cupped his hands with a smile, suppressed his doubts, chatted, and pointed out the beautiful scenery along the way.

Successfully wiped out the invading overseas monks with the force of thunder, and won at least ten years for the various sects of Dayi. The burden on his shoulders was much easier.

At noon, the two of them flew to the Danxuan Mountains, five hundred miles away from the capital of Dayi, and landed in front of the famous Lingbao Guanshan Gate.

The mountains are stretching and majestic, and the white mist floats like a jade belt.

With the melodious sound of rites and music, the huge mountain-like stone gate rumbled away to the side.

A group of Taoist priests in costumes came out from the middle gate to greet Zhou Fushi, the great protector of Lingbao Temple, and Zhang Wenfeng, who came to visit. After a set of complicated etiquette, Zhou Fushi introduced Su Xianyuan, the host of Lingbao Temple, and Li Cheng Starting from Long and Wan Bo, the peak master of Kaiyuan Peak, the other dozen or so free-standing monks only introduced their surnames and positions in general.

Except for a few Freedom monks who went to guard Scattered Island, all the head Taoist priests of Lingbao Temple were present.

Along the ancient stone road with dense giant trees, it winds up to the main peak of Lingbao.

Accompanied by the crowd, Zhang Wenfeng walked into the ancient and majestic main hall of Lingbao Temple to worship, and completed a set of rituals. After half an hour, he moved to the side hall to serve tea.

Zhou Fushi left Wan Boqi, the host, supervisor, and peak leader of Kaiyuan Peak, and let the others go on their own.

Patiently talking about metaphysics, after drinking three cups of tea, Zhou Fushi rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Zhang, what do you think of painting here? How about changing to another quiet place..."

The three looked at Zhou Fushi in amazement. With the calmness of their seniors, what is it that seems so urgent?

Zhang Wenfeng stood up with a smile, and said: "This place is very good, my little brother is making a fool of himself."

Zhou Fushi busily took out the best rice paper from the storage space, arranged it by himself, put the felt on the table next to it, laid the rice paper, and took out a set of drawing tools, dripping water to grind the ink in the inkstone, without letting the three people interfere .

Zhang Wenfeng dipped a long hairbrush in ink, tapped the water a little bit, splashed the ink and swiped the brush, and sketched on the paper very quickly.

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baimengshu.

After drawing the head portrait, Wan Boqi said in surprise, "This is the ancestor Merlin True Monarch..."

In the main hall of Kaiyuan Peak where he lives, there are portraits of the ancestors enshrined, which can be recognized at a glance, but the appearance of the ancestors portrayed by Zhang Guanzhu is a little different from the yellowed ancient paintings, and the face shape is slightly sharp.

Zhou Fushi hastily pulled Wan Boqi aside, and Transsion explained the whole story to the three of them.

Wan Bo frowned and transmitted his voice: "No, Master Merlin went to the Upper Realm 5000 years ago. There are exact records in the classics. There are dozens of people from the same sect who went to the Upper Realm together. It is impossible for Master Merlin to stay in the Lower Realm for 5000 years. How long? With the supervision of immortals, it can’t be fake.”

Zhou Fushi glanced at Guanzhu Zhang who was still working hard on the painting, and said through voice transmission: "I heard that there were many monks who witnessed the ascension of seniors seven years ago, including Da'an and Daliang Dynasty monks. Zhang Guanzhu can't deceive us."

The supervisor pondered over the sound transmission: "When Guanzhu Zhang finishes painting, let someone take the scroll and secretly search for the monk who witnessed the senior's ascension to recognize it, and then he will know whether it is true or false. It will only take some time."

Wan Boqi said via voice transmission: "It's not right, this move will hurt Guanzhu Zhang. It's not easy for him to draw the portrait of True Monarch Merlin. Perhaps True Monarch Merlin had other arrangements back then."

He couldn't figure it out, the ancestor's real body must have gone to the upper realm, could it be that he left behind a clone?

Before the ascension, he didn't go back to the mountain gate, it was too strange.

The host suddenly reminded: "In the back mountain of Kaiyuan Peak, the cave left by Zhenjun Merlin has been closed for 5000 years and has not been opened. Could it be related to this matter?"

Zhou Fushi said via voice transmission: "Very likely, according to Zhang Guanzhu, the imitation 'Taishang Xuanyuan Sword' on his waist was repaired and refined by the senior before he crossed the catastrophe, maybe the sword is a token for opening the cave? "

The four discussed for a long time, and when Zhang Wenfeng finished writing, they surrounded him again.

Wan Boqi looked at the picture scroll on which the Taoist priest was wearing a "gold and silver thread Taoist robe" with high spirits. He basically had no doubts. Zhang Guanzhu had really seen his ancestors, otherwise he would not be able to paint such a real charm, which would make people feel a sense of wonder at the first sight. The awe-inspiring aura of the great monk.

It is even rarer than the ancient paintings collected by his family.

Zhou Fushi and Zhang Guanzhu frankly expressed their doubts, and they discussed asking him to go to the back mountain of Kaiyuan Peak for a try, to see if he could help Lingbaoguan open the cave left by Master Merlin back then, and that was the only cave that had not been opened.

Zhang Wenfeng is also very strange, he is not the only one who saw True Lord Merlin crossing the catastrophe, why is it recorded in the ancient books that True Lord Merlin went to the upper realm 5000 years ago?There must be some discrepancies.

He promised to go to the back mountain of Kaiyuan Peak to take a look. The senior monks acted in a profound and unpredictable way, maybe they have other meanings?

Wan Boqi pointed to the ink dripping scroll, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Guan Zhang has worked so hard to draw such a wonderful portrait. Bo Qi is very grateful. Please keep this painting in Kaiyuan Peak. I wonder if Guan Zhu Zhang will agree?"

Zhang Wenfeng nodded with a smile and said, "It's the right thing to do, please go, Master Wanfeng!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

Wan Boqi carefully held up the scroll, protected it with Yuan Qi and baked it softly, led everyone out of the side hall, flew towards Kaiyuan Peak, and landed on the top of Kaiyuan Peak not long after, he first went to the attic to store the scroll, and waited Choose an auspicious day for the zodiac, summon the monks of the Kaiyuan Peak lineage to hold a grand ceremony, and then respectfully invite the portrait into the hall.

The group led by Wan Boqi walked around the trail to the back mountain, and came to the gate of an old cave.

Zhang Wenfeng noticed that the nine-star flow beads worn on his left wrist covered by his sleeves emitted a slight heat, and he suddenly realized that the token to open the Merlin Zhenjun's cave was the nine-star flow beads that were no longer what they used to be.

In other words, what he saw was True Monarch Merlin himself.

Taoist chanting

Chapter 590

Stepping forward, Zhang Wenfeng slowly stretched out his right hand, and placed it in the middle of the gray and white mottled old stone gate. A faint forbidden flame emerged from the gate, rippled, and the runes were faint, spreading layer by layer, looking mysterious and beautiful.

The few people in the back stared closely, hoping that Guanzhu Zhang could create a miracle.

More than 5000 years have passed, and after five reincarnations of aura surges, the powerful restrictions left by True Lord Merlin have been worn down by time. With their cultivation base, they can break the restrictions on the door with brute force, but they can't break the restrictions The cave will definitely be destroyed, and the treasures inside will not be obtained. True Monarch Merlin left a warning.