Taoist chanting

"The 2000 year shadow wood stick, good stuff."

Zhang Wenfeng took the dark wooden stick and rubbed it in his hands. The texture of the shadow wood surface was delicate, smooth and moist with a slight deep halo, exuding an elegant and timeless ancient woody fragrance. He accepted this precious gift without politeness.

Chen Qingqiao said via voice transmission: "Bai Lichun came to me a few days ago and said to help me get a few more Boundary Breaking Pills that can break the second level and break the third level."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and transmitted the voice: "He is bound to win the position of Great Celestial Master."

"He's too impatient. In fact, Lao Zhu didn't mean to argue with him. To show his heart, Lao Zhu deliberately stayed in the Duxian Islands and guarded them with Master Fa Yuan and Zhou Guanshi for five years."

"Everyone has his own aspirations, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Yes, everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door. 500 years is not a long time. The mundane world cares too much, so it may not be a good thing."

Chen Qingqiao ended this topic, and said via voice transmission: "You are too outrageous, you have received good things, and you have not returned a gift, not even a word of thanks, it is too much."

"Hehe, let's say "Thank you, see you soon, don't come here, tell me what you want."

"I will send three disciples who are gifted in swordsmanship to the Fairy Spirit Temple later on. Please take the time to point them out and help me lead them around. This time, there are so many of Lao Wan and the others, only one of them can master the sword of "Heyihe, Sword Realm" Xiushou suffered a big loss and was at a loss when dealing with it. If you were there at the time, you could have avoided such a heavy loss."

"Taking you a broken stick, but also helping you with your disciples, you are at a disadvantage."

"Bring back that broken stick."

Two people voice transmission

Streaming, teasing each other, time is easy.

The war in the Duxian Islands is over. It is estimated that there will be no major battles for a long time. You can practice with peace of mind and feel more relaxed.

Zhang Wenfeng also took the opportunity to find out the background of his old friend. Chen Qingqiao's temperament has changed a little, and his strange ability has increased a lot. It should be because he has not been taken away, or maybe his mood is different after his cultivation base has improved.

Who can not have a little secret?He will not ask verbally.

In the afternoon, Xing Yunzhou stopped over the sporadic island and put Tukun down.

From Dayi to the vicinity of the capital of Dayi, Zhang Wenfeng bid farewell to the rest of the monks who did not get off the boat, and took the goofy Gouwa with his mouth full of oil, and Wan Boqi who covered himself with magic, and flew towards Lingbao Zhou Fushi stayed at the Guanshan Gate to guard the Duxian Islands, and he stayed with Wan Boqi, who had recovered from his injuries and lost his legs, and stayed for a few more months.

Li Chenglong of the Lingbao Observatory led more than a dozen third-rank monks, opened the main gate in front of the mountain gate, and greeted the two elders who had returned from victory. The presiding officer, Su Xianyuan, and the other three Zizaijing disciples had already left On the road of escape, the current Lingbao Temple is in charge of the Supervisory Academy.

Gou Wa hid behind his noble ass, walked up the bluestone slab, and glanced at the exotic flowers and trees on both sides of the mountain road.

Seeing the bright red fruit made him drool, he ate a lot of food, just folded a few fat and tender wattle twigs to fill his stomach, and those flowers with a large bowl mouth could also be eaten, and the snow-white fat rabbits that scurried around in the grass were roasted and eaten. It is so fragrant that there are no bones left.

It was just that the mountain road was too long, and he was sweating from the climb, and his full stomach seemed to be empty again.

Why is this place so big?

When is dinner?

Uncle Wan got up sick and did not go to the main peak to burn incense, so everyone sent him back to Kaiyuan Peak.

Zhang Wenfeng left the panting little beggar at the foot of the main peak, and warned the little guy not to steal the fruits in the forest, and flowers and plants are also not allowed to eat, as they are poisonous and will cause diarrhea if eaten, the little beggar who was so frightened that his eyes rolled around stopped immediately Eat read, he knows the taste of diarrhea is not good, it can kill people.

As the elder with the highest status, Zhang Wenfeng was surrounded by everyone on the main peak, worshiped the Taoist ancestors and master ancestors in the main hall, and accompanied by everyone, went to the side hall to serve tea.

Zhang Wenfeng took out Senior Brother Zhou's autographed letter to the prison, chatting and laughing happily with everyone, picking up the twists and turns of the war on Wandering Island this time, and narrowing the distance with everyone.

Until the sun went down, Zhang Wenfeng got up and left the main peak, so that other people didn't have to accompany him to see him off, and they were busy with their own affairs, and only the prison courtyard accompanied him down the mountain.

Seeing that the little beggar was waiting for him on the bluestone road, and did not expose the little beggar's trick of stealing a few fruits from a passing disciple, the little guy had a lot of tricks, and he could tell that his status here is not low. The fruits are edible and which ones are not, just ask passers-by, they will fill their stomachs without being poisonous.

Using spells to support the little beggar, fly to Yunyong Peak [-] li away to the west, otherwise it would take half a day to get there.

The disciples Yao Siwen and Su Qin who were in charge of sanitation got the news in advance, hurried forward to salute, and greeted Elder Zhang and the supervisor.

Sitting down in the main hall and chatting for a while, the supervisor stood up and said goodbye.

Zhang Wenfeng took the silent little beggar with eyes rolling around to the yard at the back of the mountain, and told the two people behind him: "Prepare the oil and salt pot stove, rice, vegetables and meat for Gouwa. From now on, he will eat everything he eats." do it yourself."

Yao Siwen and Su Qin handed over their hands to "obey the order", wondering in their hearts, how can such a young child cook by himself?How convenient it is to be delivered from the canteen.

But the little beggar nodded, this arrangement suits him very well.

Eat as much as you want and cook as much as you want, don't worry about him.

Chapter 649

Putting down the special talisman pen, staring at the black jade talisman embryo with countless cracks and fine lines on the table, he was thinking about why he failed?

Bai Wuchang gave him detailed talisman scrolls, and explained clearly how to channel the power of merit into the talisman brush and blend the special talisman ink.

According to his past experience, he practiced more than a hundred times with blank rice paper in his residence on Wandering Island. According to the prescription provided by him, the supervisor prepared the talisman pen, talisman ink and negative jade talisman embryos for drawing yin talismans.

All the items are made with the utmost care, and the jade talisman embryos are formally painted on the hands. The process is smooth and flowing, and the talisman painting feels very comfortable, but the ten valuable negative jade talisman embryos are all scrapped.

He tried to draw the black jade talisman embryo that Bai Wuchang gave him, but it was still scrapped in the instant the talisman was completed.

Put away the tool cleaning and waste talisman, stood up and walked out.

In a short time, he won't be able to draw the Yunzhuan Collection of Yin Talismans by hand. He only has two pieces of black jade talisman embryos left in his hand, so he can't waste any more. Summon Bai Wuchang to discuss together.

Stepping through the moon gate and entering the yard, the little beggar wearing a new cotton robe and new boots, who was so dark, saw him appear like a black mouse seeing a cat, and quickly slid along the foot of the wall to the west wing.

Zhang Wenfeng smelled the smell of urine, and said, "Have you finished writing today's calligraphy?"

The little beggar's small body, which was about to get into the door, stopped suddenly, and turned her head to show a flattering smile, "It's only two words short, sister Su Qin said that I can play for a while when I am tired from writing."

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the little guy who was lying face to face. On the rice paper placed on the desk in the west wing, he wrote three ink characters the size of a fist and could barely read it in a crab crawling style. He didn't finish any of them, which made the little guy's smiling face a little stiff. , and then glanced at the roots of the Lingli tree that had been drenched in urine, and said, "Don't pee indiscriminately in the future."

He didn't speak harshly, and walked out to the courtyard gate.

He was amazed by the child's stubbornness and fickleness. He asked Su Qin to spend time teaching the little guy to recognize five characters every day, and write each character twenty times on a piece of paper.

The little beggar was so frightened that she kept silent, and hurriedly shouted to promise: "I won't pee indiscriminately from now on, I couldn't hold it back just now."

Two days ago, the little beggar, who had just had a full meal for a few days, ignored Guanzhu Zhang's warning, and secretly picked a fist-big green pear from the tree in the yard to try it out. The Mayday pear was not yet ripe, and it was very bitter. He couldn't get angry He threw the bitten green pear into the toilet and destroyed it, and then his lips swelled up, his stomach hurt and he had diarrhea, which almost dragged him to death in the toilet.

Crying and shouting, Su Qin, who was passing by outside, saved the life of the greedy little guy with medicine, and changed the smelly body of the little beggar.

Only then did Gouwa know how powerful it is. The fruits, flowers and plants growing on the trees in the yard and on the mountain and down the mountain should not be eaten indiscriminately. Sister Su Qin said that this is a spiritual thing, and he is a mortal who cannot bear it, especially the unripe spiritual fruit. Mortals are like poison.

He hated Qingli, and also blamed Master Immortal for not making it clear to him that he wanted to water the pear tree to death with urine.

Zhang Wenfeng ignored the little guy's random promises and nonsense, walked out of the yard, came to the main hall in front, and told Su Qin and Yao Siwen who came out: "Gouwa can't finish writing every day, and if he misses one, he will reduce his meal every day. Randomly check the new words you have learned before, if you don’t recognize a word, you will lose a meal, so make it clear with him in advance.”

The two held hands together: "Yes!"

They are following orders, and they will not ask half a word what Elder Zhang tells them to do.

Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand, let them go to work, and flew to Kaiyuan Peak in the east.

Every few days, he would go to visit Wan Boqi. Today, he flew to Kaiyuan Peak, and heard the disciples guarding the gate say that the peak lord had gone into seclusion. After asking a few words, he flew to the Library Hall to search for classics on talisman making. .

After staying in the library hall for several days, Zhang Wenfeng returned to Yunyong Peak thoughtfully.

He probably found the problem of not being able to draw the complete Yunzhuan Ji Yinfu, and the environment was wrong.

No matter how proficient the technique is practiced, and all the materials are suitable, in the end, due to the conflict between the yang world environment and the yin talisman, the merits are lost, resulting in failure to retain the talisman power.

After returning to the fairy temple, he can try to solve this problem.

After asking Su Qin and Yao Siwen, Gouwa has been able to read and write very well in the past few days. He nodded. Using hungry meals can definitely cure the little guy’s laziness, and pointed out a few words proposed by the two Cultivation was puzzled, and then let the two go down.

There was no sign of Gouwa in the yard, so he swept away with his spiritual sense and found that the little guy was stripped naked, touching fish and shrimp in the stream and pool at the foot of the mountain, having a great time.

With Su Qin and Yao Siwen taking care of him all the time, he doesn't have to worry about it.

Walking into the backyard, Zhang Wenfeng took out a handwritten booklet, which was a fragment of swordsmanship obtained after beheading the sword cultivator in Duxian City. It was called "Light and Cold Sword Classic". Make a copy by hand.

On the title page, there are two lines written in Kaizong Mingyi: Sword Qi spans thirty thousand miles, one sword light colds nineteen continents.

Great momentum, extremely simple swordsmanship.

There are only two sword moves, one horizontal sword and one vertical sword, and the subsequent fusion moves of horizontal sword and vertical sword have been damaged and disappeared.

However, with such a remnant of sword scriptures, the sword cultivator was invincible, if it wasn't for the sword cultivator's complacency and getting close to him, Wan Boqi desperately restrained him for two breaths with the Panlong Ruyi magic weapon, and won the first chance However, the outcome of that brutal battle is hard to say.

Read through the remnants of the Sword Sutra carefully, and walk around in the empty atrium of the backyard to ponder.

Everyone who gets the sword scriptures has a different understanding of the two styles of swordsmanship, and the power of the two styles of swordsmanship is very different.

He has been thinking about it for more than a month, and he is very familiar with every word and every figure in the booklet of the sword, including the subtle changes of holding and handling the sword. From today on, he wants to start practicing.

With a groan, he pulled out the Xuanyuan sword, slowly swung the sword horizontally, then split the sword vertically, and kept drawing the sword. He did not urge Yuan to use the sword energy, and kept feeling and looking for the sword feeling that belonged to the "Light and Cold Sword Classic" .

Practicing simple two-style swordsmanship back and forth in the backyard.

In the twinkling of an eye, two months passed, Wan Bo went to retreat to repair his stump, and Zhang Wenfeng continued to practice swords at Yunyong Peak, during which time he received a visit from Daoist Daozheng.

He didn't personally manage the Gouwa running around, let alone teach the wild children how to practice.

Before imparting the Dharma, let the wild child learn to read and write. After bringing it back to the Xianling Temple, he will tell the head of the mountain that he must wait for Gouwa to study and recite the scriptures for at least three years.

So far, he hasn't even given a name to Gouwa who doesn't know his surname.

The sun in July was blazing, Guanzhu Zhang, who had lived in seclusion for two months, walked out of the yard, summoned the supervisor, and the two drank tea in the side hall and chatted about the sect's affairs. Repair seedlings.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't refuse, and said: "Choose a hilltop near Yunyong Peak and build an empty Jianping. I will give them some advice when I have time." After thinking for a while, he added: "Isn't there a group of new apprentices who have joined for half a year? , you choose a few young seedlings with good qualifications who are suitable for sword practice, and send them to Jianping together, and I will teach them how to practice sword with a new method."

He encountered trouble in practicing the Light and Cold Sword Sutra, one horizontal and one vertical two-style swordsmanship, because it was too simple, he was easily influenced by the profound swordsmanship he had learned and understood, and he could never be pure when he used it, and he could not achieve what he wanted. state to be.

Perhaps by teaching apprentices who don't know anything, they can learn sword comprehension by analogy.

Trying more, for yourself, can be regarded as making a small contribution to the Lingbao Temple.

The prison was overjoyed when he heard Elder Zhang’s proposal. Elder Zhang was willing to give advice to apprentices who were just getting started. If he painted landscapes on a piece of white paper, it would be better for cultivating swordsmen. Please.

Brother Zhou, who was far away on Duxian Island, personally witnessed the terrifying combat power of high-ranking swordsmen, and urged him several times to ask Elder Zhang to train a few swordsmen for the sect. He didn't find the opportunity until today.

Chapter 650

It only took ten days, and the supervisor personally supervised the transformation of two connected hills near Yunyong Peak into Jianping, three flat areas of different heights, transplanted lush trees, and built buildings that can shade the sun. Corridor wooden pavilion in rainwater.

The sun was rising and the mist was soft. Zhang Wenfeng, accompanied by the supervisor, walked on the dirt road to Jianping, Huanlan, Xinjian.

"Meet Elder Zhang!"

The five carefully selected disciples and five apprentices of the Gradient Realm wore well-fitting Taoist robes and bowed their hands in salute.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and looked at the sword cultivator seedlings standing in two rows, and raised his right hand to make them stand up.

He ignored the Gouwa who sneaked up and squatted behind the stone pile to watch the fun. The little guy would hide from him if he could, and try to avoid facing him.

I'm worried that he will skip the rice and meat in the exam.

In fact, he is also observing the dogs playing around in the wild to dig out bird nests, go down to the pool to catch fish and shrimp, and chase snow rabbits and pheasants.

Seeing the big from the small can often see many things.

It is very different from the pitiful Shui Qingru and Qian Jing who were taken in before when they were young. Gouwa is stubborn and destructive, and has a strong desire for revenge. In order to be able to muddle along.

Playing in the mangosteen forest behind Yunyong Peak, he was gnawed by a horizontal bamboo. He got up and kicked the thin bamboo more than ten times in a venting manner. With little effort, he kept breaking the bamboo. He returned to the yard on the top of the mountain and put the hatchet in the kitchen. In my arms, I went down the mountain again, spent a lot of time chopping bamboo, and brought flint and steel,

If Su Qin didn't show his face on purpose, that bad boy could set fire to the whole bamboo forest.

It's very annoying and needs to be watched all the time.

If you teach him the skills and let them go, [-] out of [-] will take the evil path and become a self-taught villain monk, who is full of bad ideas with dogs, and it will be difficult for the troublemaker to catch that kind.

A sharp blade can injure innocents as well as slash evil spirits, it depends on how it is used under control.

Zhang Wenfeng asked the five young disciples to play together. He asked the five young disciples to practice the sword skills they had learned one by one. First, he investigated the talent and foundation of swordsmanship. Based on his swordsmanship and vision, whether the foundation is solid or not, how to improve sword practice, You can tell at a glance.

It took more than an hour to correct the basic training direction of the five disciples and abandon the flashy sword moves. He took the requirements of the sword cultivator as the purpose of training, how to enhance the sense of the sword, let them go to Jianping every morning to practice their own Basic sword pose, afternoon and evening according to personal arrangement.

Within three months, under his guidance, these monks who have practiced for many years can't reach the initial sword level of "Hand in Hand" with his method, so they can concentrate on practicing the method and don't waste time thinking about the path of sword cultivation.

If the talent is not enough, or if the talent is not enough, it will be more difficult and rough to walk the sword and build the road.

Reiki tide rises for 500 years, time waits for no one.

Let the disciples go to the side to practice their swords, beckon to the five little guys who played with Gou Wa, and teach the three male and two female apprentices how to hold the sword, how to twist the waist and swing the wrist to exert strength. The horizontal sword style and the vertical sword style of the "Light and Cold Sword Manual" were taught. After watching them practice for a while, they were asked to go back with the supervisor who had been waiting in the pavilion.

"Hard work elder teaching!"

The supervisor bowed his hands and saluted, and the disciples and apprentices lined up behind him to salute respectfully.

Under the big sun, the apprentices who had just cultivated the sense of breath were already sweating profusely.

Elder Zhang has a great reputation in the Eastern Continent, and he is recognized as the "No. [-] Sword Cultivator" by all sects. The apprentices can receive such careful guidance from Elder Zhang to teach sword practice step by step. And minded, he is not far away.

"The supervisor is polite, please go back first."

Zhang Wenfeng returned the salute, holding the Xuanyuan Sword in both hands to cultivate the sword intent and went down the mountain.