Taoist chanting

He hesitated again and again, but he still felt that it would be better to say it out. Although he and Leng Xiang were not high-level, they could detect some clues with the help of the favorable location and the formation of trees.

Leng Xiang nodded incessantly, they had previously retreated into the trees to discuss.

Zhang Wenfeng was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, rushed to the upper left and said: "Old You, I don't want to scare them."

The old voice of Youmengchang came from the air: "The fairy sees the outstanding people, and the little boy also has the same tricks. The old man went to wander elsewhere, so I won't tease you two."

Hu Qiang'er hurriedly bowed his hands in the air to salute. It turned out that he was a friend of the temple master, and almost flooded the Dragon King Temple.

Zhang Wenfeng turned to walk towards Xitan Ridge, and said: "The vermilion tree bears fruit, this is the seventh year, right?"

"Yes, sir. In seven years, 150 four young fruits have fallen, and there are still 940 fruits. I have registered all of them."

"In the tenth year, No. 30, and year, if I go out and stay in the sect, you will pick vermillion fruits according to the rule of "one out of ten". You can each enjoy one fruit to improve your cultivation, and the rest will be handed over to you. It will be kept by the head of the mountain.”

Zhang Wenfeng instructed that the old ghost of Zhu Mu once confessed some secrets back then, how much of the ripe fruit of the last 300 years can be left, besides careful care, depends on God's will.

What he cares about is also the 300-year vermilion fruit, which is of great use to the few of them.

Hu Qiang'er and Leng Xiang saluted and thanked them.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the two little guys who seemed to be thinking, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Hu Qiang'er stepped on the wooden sword, sighed worriedly like an adult, and said in a low voice: "Sister Leng Xiang read the classics a few days ago, and felt that time passes easily, and 500 years is not long. Lord, when you Ascended to the upper realm, where will Leng Xiang and I go? No matter how hard we practice, we cannot break through to the fifth level."

Zhang Wenfeng reached out and tapped the little demon spirit on the forehead, and scolded with a smile: "You are worried that before the Lord ascends, you will be sent to Duxian Island to be imprisoned according to the usual practice, or you will be banned and let you sleep through the dark spiritual energy tide 500 year?" He rubbed the heads of the two little guys separately, and said, "I have prepared a good place for you, Xuanyan and the others have retreated and broken through the secret realm, have you all heard about it?"

Hu Qiang'er and Leng Xiang looked at each other, suddenly awakened, with surprise on their little faces.

"Thank you master for your thoughtful consideration, Qiang'er shouldn't be thinking about it."

"When you have a breakthrough in your cultivation base, I will take you to the secret realm to experience it in advance. There is no danger in that place. You have a lot of time to cultivate to the sixth level during the next surge of aura, refine your body and fly to the upper realm Join me."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "You can help the master take care of the spiritual plant for 500 years with peace of mind. The next time the spiritual energy rises, you will have to occasionally go out of the secret realm to take care of the juniors of the fairy temple. Even if you go to the upper realm in the future, you will be busy. Now not worried?"

The two little ghosts smiled brightly, their eyes were foggy, and they nodded vigorously.

They are trees that become spirits, and the time required for their practice is much longer than that of human beings, so they are worried about encountering unkind people.

At the beginning, Hu Qianger saw the lesson of Chiwei, the old sprite of Zhumu. Fortunately, the master is not those mean and vicious monks in Chongtian Palace, so he made clear arrangements for them.

With the conduct of the master, what else do they have promised?

Don't worry!

On the top of the hill, Zhang Wenfeng approached the root of the big tree, stretched out his hand to caress Zhu Mu who greeted him with whirling leaves, took out the jade box, pinched a pinch of divine soil and sprinkled it on the root of the tree, and cast green mist on Zhu Mu again Moisturizing, in order to cultivate and enhance the spirituality of trees.

The Zhu Mu tree shook its branches, Zhang Wenfeng was very worried that the fruit would be shaken off, so he quickly appease the instinctively happy Zhu Mu for a moment.

I walked down the mountain to several other places, and the sky was almost dark.

Accompany the old cripple to have dinner and drink a bowl of wine.

The old cripple who once took a life-enhancing pill didn’t know that he could live another 40 years, his hair turned black, his age spots faded away, his spirit was vigorous, and his voice was loud. In Lao Wei’s words, the old man became younger as he lived .

A few people in the know wouldn't expose this matter.

Zhang Wenfeng also got two life-enhancing pills used by monks, and Yang Shuilan was handed over by the mountain chief, which can increase life by about 200 years.

The same type of life-enhancing pills and spirit fruits are only effective for the first time, and cannot be superimposed. This is a mysterious way of heaven.

On the morning of the second day, Zhang Wenfeng saw three people, Shui Qingru, who had been rushed back tens of thousands of miles away. They spent half the night in Scattered Island, talked for a while, and let Zhuang Yu and Chen Chong go their separate ways, leaving them alone for a while. There are female apprentices who are clear and reduced.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Wenfeng frowned and said, "Don't you know your current situation?"

Hearing master's reprimand, the blood sword fairy who made such a big name in the Duxian Islands lowered her head to be careful, and said in a low voice: "I know I was wrong, I shouldn't kill too much, and get myself into trouble with evil spirits and souls. This time my son went back to the mountain, except for his homework, he closed the door of his residence to reflect on his mistakes, cultivated his mind and comprehended the scriptures, and strived to get out of the predicament as soon as possible."

Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand and said, "I pass on to you the Jue of Purifying the Heart, recite and bless you more." He added, "Super goodness is like water. Water is good for all things and does not compete with it, so you can't compete with it. Please understand the true meaning of it. Maybe it is in your present. The situation is somewhat helpful."

Shui Qingru silently chewed on Master's words, and bowed her hands to leave. Master was very angry, and she felt uneasy.

In order to pursue a breakthrough in the sword realm, she calmly thought about it afterwards, and her approach seemed to be biased.

Sure enough, she was not recognized by her master, and she went astray on the way to practice.

Exiting the West Temple, the female martial artist glanced to the right like lightning, but found nothing, and went down the mountain with some doubts. After several years of high-intensity exercise and experience, she has unearthed many magical uses of her eyesight, and she just missed it.

Master is near, how could someone hide secretly.

She has been overseas for a long time, and she is a little suspicious, so she has to pay attention to change after returning to the mountain.

You Mengchang floated into the west hall to show his figure, and sat opposite to the tea table of the Guanzhu, he sighed in admiration: "Your apprentice is amazing, the evil spirit on his body is amazing, he can use it well, he can forcibly break through and advance to the fourth-rank jade Marrow state, clairvoyance is even more powerful, almost let her find out my whereabouts."

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head and said, "It's not my generation to blindly pursue the power of killing swords to kill and break through the realm. I narrowed the road and entered a dead end. After breaking through the fifth level in the future, don't I want to kill tens of thousands of creatures? How is that different from a demon cultivator?"

He has a way to help Shui Qingru get out of trouble as soon as possible, but this time he will not take it lightly. He wants to make his apprentice suffer. There is a price to pay for self-willed and self-willed behavior on the road of cultivation. He is not against killing, but everything must be said Spend.

Going too far is counterproductive.

Yu Mengchang did not argue with the Taoist priest on this topic.

In his eyes, there is not much difference between demonic cultivation and Taoist cultivation. They are both practicing, and they choose different paths.

Just as he was about to ask a Taoist priest for advice on the refreshing saying of "goodness is like water", there were shouts and shouts from outside.

"Monastery Master, Little Ni'er misses you so much that he can't eat well and sleep well, and he has traveled thousands of miles to visit Guanzhu."

"And I, Lu Zijin, also want to contemplate the Lord."

Zhang Guanzhu heard two voices, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

When the two guys got the letter, they chased them to the Taoist temple.

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Chapter 684 It Was Just Right

The tall slender woman in a gray Taoist robe walked down the mountain indifferently, her heart was cold and slightly sad. In the five years of life and death, she has seen too many conspiracies and tricks, and the darkness and blood in the world. She actually does not agree that she has killed too much.

Those people in the Duxian Islands, whether they are monks or mortals, most of them should be killed in her eyes.

When they ambushed and killed Ku Zexiu, when they were seriously injured and weak, those who set fire to them and drove dogs to bite them in the dark were those seemingly poor guys, because their heads were valuable, and their eyes glowed green in the dark. The same is lurking just around the corner, not once or twice, but every time.

Many fellow teams, when they were seriously injured and placed alone, not one or two were brutally swarmed up by the mob.

Thieves are like leeks, who are resurrected after being cut.

She didn't like that sinful place, and she didn't like the vicious eyes of countless prying eyes in the dark.

The bandit slave who kills endlessly, whenever she encounters an ambush or pursues a thief, she will let go of her hands and feet and kill wantonly, no matter whether he is a monk or a mortal, there are no survivors in the killing field, so first ensure the safety of her team.

She had honed her heart to be as hard as iron, and she was no longer the innocent girl who was struggling to improve her cultivation level when she sparred and injured her opponent.

The probing hand released the cub of the thunder beast that had been locked up all the way from the gray leather bag around his waist. With his left hand, he hugged the little furry little guy who had been with her for three years and hadn't grown much. With his right hand, he gently stroked her and named her "Snowball". "The cub head.

Only in this way can she quickly calm down the depression in her heart and the evil spirit in her body.

The cub devoured countless spirit stones, half-closed his eyes to enjoy the caress of his master, and twice, the little guy showed his sharp claws, fiercely biting to death the fierce dog and the human who tried to attack the master.

Hearing the donkey master's unique laughter from the air, the female martial artist went straight down the mountain without stopping.

Qian Jing jumped out from behind the tree, her eyes lit up and she yelled, "What a cute dog, give me a hug!"

Shui Qingru melted the only evil energy left on his body, restrained himself invisible, with a long-lost smile on his face, lightly patted the snowball that Qian Jing drilled into her arms, and taught: "Don't bite people, understand?" ? Giving her a hug won’t lose you a piece of meat, and don’t pretend to be garlic for me.”

With the spirituality of the cub Snowball, he was able to understand her words long ago.

Pulled out the little guy who was twisting his ass to protest his reluctance, and handed it to the happy Qian Jing. When she was in the Duxian Islands, she hadn't touched the snowball to anyone.

"Sister Qingru, what does it like to eat?"

"It eats all kinds of spiritual fruit, spiritual grass, and spiritual stones, so it doesn't make a fuss about it."

"What's its name...why don't you eat the spirit fruit I fed, then I'll change it again."

"Snowball, it's probably not hungry yet."

Shui Qingru knew that the little guy would not eat food from outsiders, so she excused herself with a smile.

The two girls teased the poor and aggrieved Thunder Beast cub, and walked towards the yard of the residence to the east.

From time to time along the way, fellow monks greeted Shui Qingru and saluted Shui Qingru.

On the top of the mountain, You Mengchang disappeared in advance, escaped from the west hall and drifted away to play somewhere, he didn't want to contact outsiders.

Since ancient times, the Mengmei clan has been a mysterious existence.

Guanzhu Zhang chatted with the restless little Ni'er, Lu Zijin honestly boiled water and cooked tea, the temple master glanced down the mountain, showing a hint of a smile, such a cute cub of the thunder beast, the apprentice can survive such a strong evil spirit Not lost mind, thanks to that little beast.

The moment Shui Qingru released the cub of Thunder Beast, the donkey froze in the air like an electric shock, noticing the unusualness of the little beast, he had an uncontrollable vague thought in his mind, and devoured the little thing.

Just like the wolf king found a mastiff king cub in his territory, he had to get rid of it quickly.

It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's about the instinct to fight for the way on the way of practice.

Zhang Wenfeng noticed Lu Zijin's absent-mindedness and silence, as well as the greedy and strange eyes that occasionally glanced at the foot of the east mountain. Soul chalcedony beads, bring me to help you seal the mantra, and make it into a magic weapon for guarding the mind."

Lv Zijin does not think about it, laughing

Take out the pearls that have been worn for many years and have become bright and colorful.

Xiao Ni'er watched as the temple master used a fine magic tool to carve the seal on the surface of the beads, leaving behind the runes of the mantra of the Yuan court as light as a spider's thread, which was so complicated that it took less than half a quarter of an hour. Engraving is complete.

There are multicolored brilliance flashing and fading beads inside.

The surface of the beads is as smooth as ever, and there are no traces of engraving.

"My lord, how about carving some mantras for my "Carp Leaping over the Dragon's Gate" jade carving to make it into a magic weapon?"

Little Ni'er didn't know what politeness was, so she took down the big colorful jade carving hanging from her neck.

Zhang Wenfeng took it casually, looked at it for a moment, and carved it on the scales. With his current level of talisman making, it is easy to carve a simple talisman vessel, and said: "I will rest for a few days before setting off, Xiaoni Son, you can help me guard the Zongmen for a few days, during this time, you can play here or go back."

There is civil turmoil on Qianxi Island in the far west, and he wants to know more about it.

The next trip to Zhenlong Cave may take ten days and half a month.

"I'm playing here, I'm too lazy to run back and forth for a few days, Lu Zijin, you're not going back, are you?"

"I haven't been back to the mountain gate for a long time, stay for a while."

Lu Zijin was a little absent-minded.

Helping Xiao Ni'er finish carving the mantra runes on the jade carving, drinking tea and chatting with clean hands, a talisman flashed into the door, Zhang Wenfeng waved to catch the yellow talisman, after a little inspection, he stood up and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist from Nine Crane Palace Come to visit, I have to go to greet you. Are you going with me, or..."

"I don't know, don't be interested in meeting a bad old man. Let's go play with Hu Qiang'er and Leng Xiang. It's been a long time since I snatched Sha Ni's toys, hehe."

Xiao Ni'er dragged Lu Zijin and ran away.

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head with a smile, and the little Ni'er, who didn't grow up, floated out.

Feng Qiyue and Feng Qiyue, who came to visit, exchanged polite greetings at the Xinshan Gate Archway for a while, without too many red tapes, and invited the guests into the new hall on the mountain to burn incense, and then went to the side hall to serve tea and talk.

Feng Qiyue said a few more words of gratitude. He had come to the end of all hardships, passed through an important pass, and took out a simple and simple jade tube from his cuff with a tight seal on it. Now, please don’t shirk, Master Zhang.”

There are two little sprites from the ancient wood in the Fairy Spirit Temple, and the well-informed sects all know about it.

Giving a gift is not about giving it precious, but about giving it just right.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said, "Brother Feng, you're making it clear that you won't let me shirk, you're too polite."

He is in need of divine soil to cultivate vermilion wood, even if other sects have stocks, most of them will not exchange them, Feng Qiyue's move can be regarded as a seasoned gift, and he is a fastidious person.

After chatting for half an hour, Feng Qiyue, who had achieved the purpose of dating, left with satisfaction and went back.

Zhang Wenfeng saw off the guests, and he strolled by the stream, watching the sneaky son go into the courtyard with clear water, he wanted to see what kind of trouble that fellow was going to make.

Under his nose, do you still want to eat that little beast?

Chapter 685 Strange Response

The little beast that was held in Qian Jing's arms in the yard suddenly opened its mouth to reveal its sharp teeth, the hair on its neck was raised, and it let out a strange "woo woo" roar towards the gate of the yard.

Shui Qingru understood that Xueqiu found danger and was warning her.

She was a little surprised, strange, she also noticed that there seemed to be something peeping at the top of the mountain earlier.

It is said that with the master guarding the sect, it is impossible for evil spirits to sneak into the site of the mountain gate.

Stepping out, bypassing the stool blocking the way and leaving a faint afterimage in the yard, he slammed open the gate, there was nothing outside, no one within a hundred feet nearby, and in the distance by the stream, he saw Mr. Donkey strolling leisurely. Go east.

She used her eyes to search the surrounding area again, and the alarming Xueqiu disappeared. Xueqiu had not called out in the yard for a long time, and stayed quietly in Qian Jing's arms.