Taoist chanting

Tie Jinlin crushed the porcelain bottle, swallowed the elixir directly, staggered into his own residence in Shibao, closed the door, climbed up the stone cave, touched the futon and sat cross-legged, reached out and took out the jade tablet array to hold it, Remove the ban on the body.

For more than three months, he has accumulated a lot of mana by practicing exercises every day.

The forbidden law was lifted, and the energy in his body surged, flowing through his limbs and bones with his kung fu, the whole person was indescribably happy.

The accumulation of mana is thick and thin, and it is blocked and loosened again and again, like a flood breaking a bank, and it took more than half a year to swallow three second-grade Youhua Dispelling Du Pills, which almost wiped out the erysipelas left in the body from the previous pills.

Outside the stone castle, Zhang Xuanyan came from the nearby stone courtyard

After running out, she went back and changed into a set of Taoist robes. She heard Tie Jinlin yelling to go into seclusion just now and then she didn't see anyone. Just as she was about to run into the stone castle, she saw that girl Qian Jing was sizing her up with something wrong in her eyes.

She suddenly realized that it was the girl Qian Jing who had the illusion that someone was spying on the top of the tree. She reached out and grabbed Qian Jing who was laughing and about to run away, and cursed in a low voice:

"You little rascal, you didn't want me to treat you well, and you actually joined the audience to watch my jokes. See if I can spare you."

Qian Jing dodged to scratch her itchy hand, and laughed out of breath: "I didn't see anything, sister Xuanyan, why don't I understand what you said?"

"Pretend me again, don't talk nonsense, you know?"

"What nonsense?"

The two girls made a fuss, which attracted Zhang Xuandong, who was practicing in other rooms in the stone castle, to come out, and then they let go and hugged each other, whispering, not knowing what to whisper.

Zhang Wenfeng "watched" this scene through the stone wall, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He hoped that Qian Jing could live a relaxed and happy life, have his own caring friends, always smile, and take care of his cultivation, take his time, don't worry.

No matter the cost, he will use resources to pile up, and he will also pile up Qian Jing to the fifth level.

Accompanied by the mayor of Fushan, he walked through the entire secret realm. There are several good places for trials. The mayor of Fushan pointed out one by one and gave him two treasures.

Went to Taoshan in the southeast as a guest, tasted the peach blossom wine brewed by Tao Niangzi, and got a bottle of 800-year-old peach blossom wine as a gift. It was just a taste for him, but it was a rare treasure for second- and third-rank monks.

He was also invited to stay in the Mangren City for a few days.

Through chatting with the three old demons, I know that the three were killed during the last time and the last time when the aura was rising, and they were rescued by Mo Ye who was out walking. At the end of the aura surge, he went out and ascended to the upper realm.

What the three old demons wanted was nothing more than a quiet practice environment, quietly waiting until the end of this aura surge, and then leaving the secret realm and taking the road to the heavenly immortal to go to the upper realm.

Zhang Wenfeng finally understood that his relationship with the three was that of the landlord and the tenant.

He hasn't officially become the master of Moling Youjing yet, it will be a matter of time.

The last time Tao Niangzi used that method to test him, it was purely out of her mind, she was bewitched by Duke Mang, if he had a small stomach, when his cultivation reached the sixth level, the old demon would never be able to bear it.

He also went out on the way and stayed in the Zongmen for a month. For him, wherever he went was practice.

More than ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't dare to immerse himself in the realm of cultivation, he inadvertently retreated, and it may have passed in three to five years. With the deepening of his cultivation and comprehension, he felt more and more that there is no time for cultivation.

Slowly got up and walked out of the cave.

When they came to the stone castle grounds, the people who were bustling inside rushed out and saluted the spectator one after another.

Zhang Wenfeng raised his hands with a smile, looked at Tie Jinlin who had broken through as he wished and had stabilized his cultivation for a few days, and said "Congratulations".

Moling Youjing is well utilized, and it can be used to train a large number of free and golden core talents in the future. Compared with other sects, Xianling Temple already has unique conditions.

According to the mayor of Fushan, various forces in the upper world are divided. The newly ascended monks should either seek refuge in a sect with great affection and rely on others, or form their own forces to seek resources and development without being controlled by others.

Tie Jinlin's face was filled with uncontrollable joy, and there was a feeling of elation in his heart.

In the past few years of failing to break through the realm, he has experienced too much anxiety and suffering in his heart.

He was worried that he would break through again, which would completely ruin his future practice path. He was born in the mortal world, died in the mortal world, and missed the higher scenery on the road of practice. Fortunately, there was a beautiful woman who secretly encouraged him and gave him countless comforts.

He glanced aside, met a pair of pretty eyes, and shared his joy.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't seem to notice the small movements of the two of them, and ordered: "Since Jinlin has advanced, he should go back to the sect. Go to Sporadic Island to guard."

"Yes, Jinlin obeys!"

Tie Jinlin cupped his hands.

Zhang Xuanyan blushed and hid behind, she obviously misunderstood the viewer

meaning.

Zhang Wenfeng encouraged the others a few more words, and then disappeared suddenly in place with Tie Jinlin.

When they appeared, they had already arrived in the courtyard specially used to cover people's eyes and ears in Lingcao Ridge. Tell Tie Jinlin to return to the sect, and Zhang Wenfeng to go in the direction of Liuzhi River. Last time I received a message from Yang Shuilan, I asked him to go there when he has time. It is said that Jishanye elixir was refined in two furnaces, and luckily, twelve Chengdans were obtained.

He happened to use a panacea to repay a favor he owed for a long time.

Chapter 664

Yuanyang County, Houqiu Village, thirty miles west of Jiuhe Mountain.

It was late at night and the moon was dark. Every household in the village hung filial cloths on the courtyard doors and white lights on the eaves. The village was filled with a white and miserable funeral atmosphere.

There are two mourning sheds on the square beside the ancestral hall, and a large-scale mourning hall and altar are arranged in the middle. The slow white paper of the mourning banners rattles continuously with the night wind, and the paper figurines placed in the pavilion are illuminated by white lights. Pale and pale, shadowy.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a clean appearance in a black Taoist robe, with a bell in his left hand and a formula in front of his chest with his right hand, stepped on his feet and chanted loudly, leading many rural Taoist priests to recite the "Blood Pot Sutra" around the coffin Chaodu, in the past few days, he has done rituals such as "wearing flowers, beating officials, and going to hell".

All men in the village, regardless of age, kneel before the spirit to mourn.

Stacks of paper money were burned in the brazier, and the incense was curling up. The mourning sound of the woman started from the ceremony in another shed, like a sad song, telling and praising Mrs. Qiu's life without stopping.

As the ceremony drew to a close, Zhang Wenfeng came out of the darkness and stopped outside the mourning hall.

A filial grandson in hemp and filial piety saw the Taoist priest appearing, hurriedly got up and walked in front of Zhang Wenfeng, bowed his knees, and then knelt down to greet him. A cry of "Old Madam through the ages, please mourn".

The middle-aged Taoist priest, who was doing things, pointed at him, signaling to the master to leave him alone.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was immersed in the atmosphere of chanting scriptures, and he didn't seem to notice that there was an additional observer outside, and he was meticulously performing the solemn and solemn ritual ceremony.

After the last scripture was read, the middle-aged Taoist priest rang the Dharma bell and recited the "Treasure of Saving Suffering in Taiyi" together with all the Taoist priests. After completing the ceremony, many filial sons and grandsons kowtowed and stood up one after another.

Seeing Zhang Wenfeng outside the mourning hall, the middle-aged Taoist priest was a little surprised, walked out with a smile and saluted, and led the guests to the resting yard arranged by the host's house nearby.

"Neglect Guanzhu Zhang, I don't know that Guanzhu Zhang came here at night, but do you have any urgent orders?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest is Feng Qiyue, the elder of the Nine Crane Palace. He hides in the countryside, walks away from the ordinary way by practicing deeds, feels the sorrow and death in the world, and seeks to transcend his own perception, which is unique.

In the past few years, with the rapid rise of Xianling Temple, Feng Qiyue seldom contacted Zhang Guanzhu. His identity did not match. Every now and then, he would send his know-it-alls to give a gift, no wonder there are so many gifts.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't make too many detours, and cut straight to the point: "I have a favor to return, and Fellow Daoist Feng is just when I need it, so I tried every means to find out the location of Fellow Daoist, so I came to bother you, Fellow Daoist Feng, don't need to think too much."

On the road of practice, it is taboo to procrastinate, and in some key points, one should obey one's heart and behave in the world.

He went to the Liuzhi River to get ten precious pills from Yang Shuilan, and was kindly stayed on the river island by Lezi for three days. He drank big wine with his alcoholic cousin for three days, chatted with his senior sister for a long time, and then went to the mine The cave looked at the chubby mountain badger.

When Fan Chongfeng sent a message telling him of Feng Qiyue's whereabouts, he went straight to find him and had been secretly observing for several days.

Feng Qiyue invited the rare visitor Zhang Guanzhu into the yard, and asked the little Taoist priest who followed him to avoid him, wondering: "When did Zhang Guanzhu owe Feng a favor? Why can't Feng remember it for a while?"

He and Zhang Guanzhu didn't meet much, and the number of exchanges was also very few.

It was a little strange before, but Guanzhu Zhang seemed to have an unusual affection for him, and his words were very friendly.

At the beginning, a disciple of the Zongmen who was procured for foreign affairs was more than successful, and he severely offended Guanzhu Zhang and Chen Qingqiao, who is now a golden alchemy. Later, his nephew Feng Chengfeng even forced Guanzhu Zhang to compete, as long as he didn't ask him to bring up the old score Just burn high incense, when did Zhang Guanzhu owe him favors?

It seems that Zhang Guanzhu doesn't seem to be talking ironically, and as Zhang Guanzhu's status as the guardian of the country, there is no need for it.

It doesn't take a lot of trouble to pinch him, and he can be crushed to death with one finger.

"Many years ago, Fellow Daoist Feng, you used the technique of guiding the way with the golden rooster to summon the soul back to life on the road to Huangquan,

Inadvertently helped me, I was framed by a villain that night, my soul wandered in the ghost realm, and I happened to meet the 'golden rooster', so I was able to escape. "

Zhang Wenfeng changed his speech slightly. The case of him being framed by Lu Jinzhong has a file in the county Daolu Branch Court, which is all right. With his current status, he no longer has to worry about the little things in the past.

He cupped his hands and bowed solemnly to the stunned Feng Qiyue.

"I can't, I can't!"

Feng Qiyue laughed so hard that his mouth was a little crooked, he tried to hold back but couldn't help it, so he quickly reached out to help.

At the beginning when he cast spells to call back souls, he had just advanced to the Freedom Realm, and when he was in high spirits, he was a little impulsive and wanted to try the mystery technique he had learned. Later, he suffered backlash and fell ill in bed for more than two months before slowly recovering his vitality .

The law cannot be tried indiscriminately, he has learned a painful lesson.

Unexpectedly, the golden rooster made a great contribution that night, and by coincidence, it carried Guanzhu Zhang's soul out of the underworld.

He suspected that the golden rooster brought something out, and asked several times with the ghost technique to no avail. He summoned the Daolu branches of the counties under the jurisdiction of Yuanyang County to cooperate in finding the person who returned to Yang, and nothing happened afterwards.

Zhang Guanzhu's affection and closeness to him can all be explained at this time, which caused him to be worried for many years.

"Guanzhu Zhang, please sit down quickly, I can help you a little favor unintentionally, it's nothing to worry about!"

"'To help and taste, to borrow and to repay, it is normal for us ascetics, this breakthrough pill represents Zhang's heart, things are light and affection is heavy, please don't make excuses, Fellow Daoist Feng."

Zhang Wenfeng took out a pill bottle containing a elixir of Jishanye and handed it over.

Breaking through the third level and the fourth level is a huge barrier, without the support of medicine, the difficulty will be doubled.

He found out that Nine Crane Palace didn't have the Boundary Breaking Pill, Feng Qiyue went to the sect he knew acquaintance to buy it in private, but couldn't find it for several years.

Feng Qiyue laughed so hard that both sides of his cheeks stiffened. He was too embarrassed to be polite for this kind of favor. He gave it in a timely manner, and couldn't refuse it, so he took it with both hands and thanked him repeatedly.

During the 500 years of spiritual decline, Nine Crane Palace has experienced countless ups and downs. There have been a few prodigal thieves on the mountain, who have squandered the few rare pills left by the ancestors, and future generations will be helpless.

It's difficult at the beginning, as the Supreme Elder of Nine Crane Palace, only if he advances to the Golden Core Realm can he seize the opportunity in the early stage of the aura tide, create more convenience for the latecomers, and usher in a prosperous mountain gate.

Boil water to cook tea, hold candles to talk at night.

Exchange experience and give advice.

In the early morning of the next day, Guanzhu Zhang left in autumn mist, and Feng Qiyue respectfully sent him back from the long distance.

Fulfilling a wish, Zhang Wenfeng flew back to the sect, left most of the accumulated goodness and elixir in the treasury of the back mountain, and made a special confession with the head of the mountain, stayed for three days, gave two lessons to the apprentices, and tested Gouwa's scriptures The recited studies taught everyone in Jianping the swordsmanship.

He set off to fly to the eastern state city again. After chatting with the three old monsters in Moling Youjing, he felt that it was necessary to grow flowers in the lower realm and make friends. The monks who can stand out in the early stage are all outstanding. .

After the disciples in the secret realm leave the customs, it's Yue Anyan's turn to go to Moling secluded realm to practice for a few years and prepare for the promotion of Jindan.

He went to take the position of guardian envoy of Guizailing for the disciples of the sect, so that after he retreated in the future, Tu Kun, who returned from Scattered Island, could take the token and lead his disciples in and out from the entrance of the half-mountain cave of Guizailing.

Chapter 665

"There are still more than two months to go before retiring from the position of the director of the hospital. I want to go out for a few years and go to Duxian Island to have fun. Back then, my master coaxed me to sharpen my mind and work as a guardian in Nanjiangzhou City and then as a director of the hospital. After staying there for ten years, I could hardly go anywhere, and my temper like a clay bodhisattva was almost worn out.”

He Guangjun folded his sleeves with both hands, and walked upside down in the yard with his shoulders tilted.

He usually maintains the majestic and majestic image of the courtyard in front of outsiders, but it is rare for old friends who can talk to come to visit him, so he is so relaxed that he shows his true colors.

"In the past ten years, you have used official treasures to polish the heart of the sword, and the pureness of Yuan Xi has returned to mediocrity, and the sharpness of the sword intent has been restrained. If you make a lot of money, don't be dissatisfied."

Zhang Wenfeng could see that this guy was in a panic, no one was competing for sword competitions, he couldn't go out to explore and hunt for treasures, and he had to be hesitant to go out of Nanjiangzhou City. It was really difficult for him to be a lunatic, so he took out the "Light and Cold Sword Classic" he copied with a smile , and handed it to He Yuanzheng, who had no shape.

"It's just a little benefit of being close to the water...Hey, give me a sword scripture, let me say yes first, I don't have any treasures that you can look up to, you are now a high-ranking Golden Core cultivator, your vision As high as the sky."

He Guangjun was nagging, but his hands were not slow, and he snatched the book.

Zhang Guanzhu gave him the swordsmanship classics, can he not?

He was just looking for a high-sounding excuse for his refusal to repay the favor, at least for the time being.

"It's for you, you don't need to return it, it's my little gift to curry favor with you, He Yuanzheng."

Zhang Guanzhu waved his hand very generously, and walked out of the yard. This sword scripture is actually very suitable for He Guangjun's pure sword practice. power.

He also thought about it for a long time before deciding to give He Guangjun the sword scriptures copied by many fourth-rank monks at that time. He was worried that this guy pursued the power of swordsmanship, regardless of his own safety, just like the sword cultivator in Duxian City, who attacked fiercely and crazy , can be one against ten, his own fragility is too weak to match the swordsmanship, and he is vulnerable to a single blow.

The Light and Cold Sword Classic is a swordsmanship method that pursues the ultimate attack.

Maybe it can help He Guangjun break through the situation in one fell swoop.

This is also the reason why he finally took out the sword scriptures. He can't waste food because of choking, he can use other treasures to strengthen his own defense, don't pursue extremes so much.

"Haha, my hospital can't do it for a few days, you are too late..."

He Guangjun opened the book and was attracted by the profound meaning of the sword scriptures inside. He quickly turned to the second page and saw the domineering and ruthless horizontal sword style, which made him tremble. fit.

Immersed in the light and cold sword intent, a strong fighting intent appeared on his body, and a five-inch long black flying sword circled around.

The trees, flowers and plants within a few feet nearby were immediately cut off and turned into debris.

Zhang Wenfeng closed the gate of the courtyard. It took him so long to find a new way to master the sword intent of the sword scriptures. He Guangjun fell into the comprehension just by meeting him. Swordsmanship is very suitable for He Guangjun, he sent it to the right person.

At that time, the two styles of swordsmanship that He Guangjun perceives will be completely different from what he has demonstrated.

The swordsmanship of the Guanghan Sword Manual is so strange, it varies from person to person.