Taoist chanting

Ups and downs, through the disaster of life and death, relax on the rare way of practice.

Yu Mengchang in Jushuizhu suddenly transmitted voice: "Today is the Ghost Festival, no wonder that Yinshen projection is so powerful, the old man forgot about this, and made a mistake!"

He was so annoyed that he didn't have to lose so much if he activated it one day in advance, and it was relatively easier to send God away.

Zhang Wenfeng silently calculated that they went to Zhenlong Cave on the tenth day of the seventh lunar month and recited scriptures for five days, which was really late at night on the Ghost Festival.

Together

It's bad luck for them, and it's dangerous.

What a coincidence, next time you do something, you must pay attention to the right time, place and people. Any slight mistake may lead to big losses.

Fortunately, the harvest was good, there were dozens of spirit grasses that Dragon Soul gave casually without money, and it was so dark that it was impossible to count them in detail.

Chapter 689

The sky is bright, and on the lush old trees on the side of the ancient fairy temple, magpies "cha chi chi" chirp cheerfully.In the empty west hall, Little Ni'er swayed her blue fishtail, circling around the seated lady, with an obvious impatient and flattering smile on her little face: "Your Majesty, thank you for your hard work, Ni'er helped you hold the purple snail tower." Why don’t you beat your mother’s shoulders? These days, I’m worried that something might go wrong, and I’ll just return safely, the old dragon didn’t make a moth, did he?”

Yang Shuilan couldn't be bothered, before she took a sip of the tea, she wiped the top of Ziluo Tower with her palm.

A streak of sparkling water swirls out of the tower, falls to the ground of the hall and spreads out all the items. Gently and softly, the water shines away, leaving behind a dazzling array of spiritual herbs, relics, materials, etc.

Xiao Ni'er cheered and opened her hands, like a fish wandering above the claw-shaped roots and the fruits with sharp thorns and flat scales, stretched out her nose to sniff the dragon's breath, her eyes were burning with the light of money lovers, She can't wait to put all the treasures into her pocket.

It smelled so good, her face was full of intoxication, she really wanted to sleep and roll on the ambergris stone and spirit grass.

"There are 58 dragon's claw grasses in total, eight of which are more than 2000 years old, 22 of which are thousand years old, and six seedlings that are less than a hundred years old. That bastard's dragon's claw is just enough, and there are 25 dragon scale fruits with different ages. There are more than a hundred ambergris stones, large and small."

Youmeng counted clearly, and told Zhang Guanzhu the required amount, too much, he was too lazy to refine special ones, and asked Zhang Guanzhu to pick out two mottled gray-black fragments from the pile of broken materials, and said through voice transmission: "That was originally a For the magic weapon of ghost cultivation, I refined it again and barely used it."

Yang Shuilan got up and picked up the money fan Xiao Ni'er and held it horizontally in her hand, and scolded with a smile, "You are so anxious to make jokes, it's not because you have no part", and made a gesture of appeal to Tu Kun.

Zhang Wenfeng collected two mottled fragments in advance, and De Tukun and Yang Shuilan negotiated to share them equally, while the others sat drinking tea and chatting.

After distributing the treasures, they chatted for a while and then dispersed.

Jian Zijin handed over his materials and remnant treasures to the head of the mountain who walked in, and he kept the spirit grass and ambergris stones, but Xiao Nier dragged them away.

The head of the mountain handed a dossier to the viewer, and said: "The Taoist supervisor sent people to send a message. There is a domestic disturbance in Qianxi Island, and Da'an will send people to suppress the rebellion. Please reply after you leave the customs."

Zhang Guanzhu flipped through the file, and he basically knew the information sent by the Taoist priest for routine work. Da'an, like other surrounding kingdoms, will send a Jindan master to lead the team, and thirty free-range monks will go out. It's Chen Qingqiao's request.

Zhang Wenfeng would not have any objections, took out the flying sword, read a few words silently, and sent a message back to the capital Taoist.

He is happy to hide and relax, and Chen Qingqiao is perfect to lead the team, with exquisite skills and superb skills.Returning to the Houshan Cave Mansion, You Mengchang showed his figure, took over the mottled fragments, some dragon claw grass, dragon scale fruit, and ambergris stone, and said, "I'm busy, it will take several years to refine."

Zhang Guanzhu said with a smile: "It's hard work for those who can, what kind of auxiliary medicine is needed, You Lao, you can use the array to open the treasure house last time and get it yourself." Then asked: "How did the dragon soul in Zhenlong Cave avoid me to activate the dragon chain attack, please give advice from You Lao.”

He thought about it all the way, but couldn't figure it out.

Youmengchang put away the spirit grass and ambergris stone, rubbed the gray and black fragments, and said without raising his head: "It's a little trick to transfer flowers and trees, your attack is too simple, after the dragon soul finds the law, make a skeleton puppet, and you can bear it." Most of the attacks, or other methods he used, should be similar.

"Is there a way to break it?"

"It's very simple. You can find out the power of chanting other scriptures to activate the new attack method of the dragon lock chain. The two methods attack alternately. You can also invite Confucianism or Buddhism to open another dragon lock chain attack. In short, don't be too single. , the dragon soul can only be exhausted, or fall into a deep sleep to fight.

The fragments in You Mengchang's hands slowly melted into his body, and Zhang Wenfeng casually gave two methods. The law protectors banned him layer by layer, and he would not enter again for decades, and it would be best not to enter from now on.

You Mengchang stretched out his hand to wipe the air, and said with a smile: "We still have six strands of dragon soul silk left, don't you want to use dragon claw herbal powder to exercise your body, I can help you relieve the pain of exercise, your three strands of dragon soul silk Give it to me, so you won’t suffer.”

Zhang Wenfeng felt that it was unreliable to ask old man You to keep the soul silk, so he stretched out his hand to retrieve the three strands, put them directly into the sea of ​​consciousness, and put them under the suppression of the phantom ancient book. Old You is worried."

He didn't need to look at the green eyes of the old man You, he knew the preciousness of the dragon soul silk.

He had only retreated to the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm a while ago, so he was not in a hurry to melt and absorb the dragon soul thread for the time being, and kept the good things first.

Youmeng Changyang's plan failed, and he waved his hands weakly: "Oh, I'm going out for a stroll, see if I can find some old ghosts over 500 years old, and come back later."

His figure disappeared into the air, and he needed to use ghosts as a medium to refine some life-saving means.

Otherwise, my heart is so guilty that I dare not run around.

Zhang Wenfeng replaced the precious clothes, inner armor and other treasures on his body, put on a set of ordinary cloth robes, restrained the entire cave, cast a spell to fill the bathtub [-]% full with clean water, put in a body training powder, and stirred it evenly with magic power. He stepped into the huge bathtub in the air.

Good guy, the potion is not so powerful. As he practiced his skills, his whole body gradually became red, and it was painful, itchy and uncomfortable like needle pricks. Jie Wufu is tough, but not bad.

Ordinary second-tier and third-tier body training potions have no effect on him.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his whole body was submerged in the potion, and he sat cross-legged on the bottom of the tub, meditating on scriptures and using supernatural powers to make him enter a calm state of mind, so as to fight against the unbearable pain and exercise his body.

He was reluctant to use the precious dragon soul silk to ask You Mengchang to help him relieve the pain of exercising, he had his own method.

Until the medicine was completely absorbed by his body, and the clear water became cloudy and dark red, Zhang Wenfeng slowly got up from the water, floated out of the bathtub, cast a spell to clean his body, and put on clean clothes.

After some movement of hands and feet, the whole person seems to have lost a few pounds, and the body feels very comfortable after the pain.Walking out of the cave, the sun is setting and the birds are returning to the forest.

Walking along the stream to the east, he heard the sound of "crackling" bamboo swords colliding and colliding from above Jianping from a distance. Zhang Wenfeng swept his consciousness and saw that the still dark Gouwa, with a specious "vertical sword style", hacked a tall young man staggering back seven or eight steps, leaving the competition circle and losing the battle.

Four or five little guys cheered happily.

On the other side, the three teenagers who were obviously much older seemed very unconvinced.

"Zhang Xuan'an, let's compete again. If you win five spiritual energy stones, you will take them. If you lose, you will only lose two. Do you want to compare?"

Bibibi, it’s still the same old rules, you are not allowed to use the cultivation level of the Gradient Realm, you have to suppress it until the late stage of the Transformation Realm, you are not allowed to dazzle your eyes, you are not allowed..."

Gou Wa and the fourth batch of disciples have had a long-standing quarrel, and with a little trickery, a few disciples who couldn't hold back were provoked to fight swords with him. Suddenly, he saw the temple master smiling and walking up the hill, appearing diagonally opposite.

The guilty Gouwa almost ran away.

Seeing that he couldn't run away, he quickly put away the bamboo sword and bowed his hands in salute, bowing down.

Taking advantage of the spare time before dinner, the few people who came out to gamble to resolve personal grievances or to join in the fun, looked anxious and saluted.

Chapter 690 Accumulate Strength

There were only two figures, one big and one small, left on the top of Jianping Mountain. The setting sun stretched the shade of the trees in the distance and cast them lightly on the ground.

Gouwa watched the temple master silently pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky for a while, and the ground for a while.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and his heart was gloomy. This time, he was finally, probably going to be kicked out of the mountain gate by the temple master.

He resented that he couldn't get rid of eating shit, so why did he have to be serious with the fourth batch of guys who were classmates for a year, he didn't expect to be caught by the master this time, and he would be in trouble, if he couldn't eat it, he would walk around.

Seeing the temple master standing still suddenly, when he turned around to look around, Gou Wa said first with a face full of pain: "Monastery master, my disciple is wrong, next time I won't dare to gather crowds to gamble, dare not bet on lottery...

Zhang Guanzhu was a little surprised, the little guy has been in Xianling Temple for nearly five years, his acting skills have become more and more exquisite, and his expression is very good, he said: "Go to the Zhanglv Hall to receive the punishment yourself, knowing your mistakes can make a big difference, don't do it again next time."

The stone in Gouwa's heart fell to the ground, he had been to the Zhanglu Hall for a long time, and he got to know several uncles well, so he hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "Yes, I dare not do it again!" He raised his eyes and squinted, thinking Resign and run away.

"It's not time for dinner, practice all the sword skills you have learned."

"Drill it all over again?...Yes, the disciple takes orders!"

Gouwa pulled out the bamboo sword from his waist, thought for a while, and made a starting gesture, starting with the most basic Bagua sword, and practiced move by move.

He was eager to learn more and more complicated things, and wanted to make a good impression in front of the audience, so he swung his sword vigorously and walked around the field, with various sword styles.

Zhang Wenfeng looked very speechless. In just a short while, the little guy had already changed several sword skills such as Bagua Sword, Fire Piercing Sword, Illusory Fire Sword, and Raging Flame Shadow Sword. It's like that, and it's pleasing to the eye, as if it's been immersed in it for several years.

The sound of the meal bell came from the direction of Qingzheng Bieyuan, and Gouwa relaxed the bamboo sword in his hand. Seeing that the master did not stop, he continued to practice with the sword, practiced all the sword techniques he had practiced, and closed his posture with the sword in his arms.

"The instructor who taught you swordsmanship, did you ever teach you the principle of specializing in one at the beginner stage?"

"Yes, Daoist Gao said it, but Daoist Zhao also said, "Learn swords according to your ability, and don't stick to one style. I learned a few more swordsmanship, and Daoist Zhao even taught me."

Gouwa responded respectfully and lowered his hands, just like facing the teacher in the training hall.

Zhang Wenfeng asked, "Why didn't you practice the "Vertical Sword Style" that you learned before?"

He understood what Zhao Zhuer meant, and wanted the little guy to learn more and practice more, until he found the sword technique that suits him, and then focus on practicing one, to feel the meaning of the sword. Anyway, the little guy learns swords very quickly, and sharpens the sword well. A woodcutter can also open up the little guy's sword path.

Gou Wa scratched the back of his head, and smiled embarrassedly: "At Lingbao Temple, my disciples watched you teach Tong Guan how to practice swords, and learned two styles. I don’t know, it seems that the more I practice, the more I feel wrong.”

"It's okay, just practice it, and I'll check it out for you."

"Yes, disciple obeys!"

Gouwa held the hilt of the bamboo sword at his waist in his right hand, and gathered his momentum silently. After a long while, he suddenly drew his sword and swung it down in the air ahead. Stepping and dragging the sword horizontally, and cooperating with the waist, the two styles of swordsmanship are completely different from the previous showmanship.

With the two types of fierce swordsmanship, mixed with the swordsmanship he knew, he won a lot of prizes for him.

Seeing the little guy withdrawing his sword anticlimactically without returning to defense, Zhang Wenfeng was not demanding, took out a previously made mahogany sword from the storage space, and said: "From now on, you will specialize in practicing "Raging Flame Shadow Sword", and put the rest first. put."

He waved it casually, and the sword shadows in the air overlapped like a forest, and the green flames surged like waves.

Wherever it passes, the shadow of the sword is flying, and the sword is surging.

Different swordsmanship landscapes, the killing intent is contained in them, and they can be triggered at the touch of a button.

Withdrawing the sword at will, he said to Gouwa, who was staring at him with his eyes wide open, and nodded his head fiercely: "You first practice the nine basic sword moves of "Raging Flame Shadow Sword" thoroughly, and spend more time every day practicing "stab, chop, Hanging, pointing, collapsing, clouding, wiping, piercing, pressing, etc., at the beginning of practicing swordsmanship, it is relatively boring, and it will improve the state of mind after getting through it.”

He gave instructions in his mouth, and slowly disassembled the basic sword pose with the wooden sword in his hand.

There was a time when he dabbled extensively in a large number of swordsmanship, learning from others' strengths, in order to break through to the "He Yihe" sword state, and he was no stranger to the common five-element swordsmanship.

One is serious in teaching, and the other is focused in learning, without realizing that it is getting dark.

After teaching the basic sword poses, he waved his hand to tell the little guy to go to the dining hall to find food. Zhang Wenfeng floated down the mountain and walked by the winding stream.

Learning the new by reviewing the past, during the process of teaching the sword, he was touched a little, and while he was free from body training, he also had to review what he had learned before, and continue to lay a solid foundation.

Take a medicated bath every half a month to temper your body and enjoy the pain of exercise. At other times, you will occasionally teach apprentices, or go to Jianping to teach Gouwa to practice swords with a few disciples, or go to Xitanling to perform magical powers for Zhumu to water a field. Green mist, feed a little divine soil, or draw a sketch, listen to Leng Xiang playing the guqin, and so on.

Every day, I hold the sword and walk silently among the streams and forests.

The days are like water, and the years are quiet.

I heard that the land in the far west is still in war. Chen Qingqiao took the lead and led the army of monks to suppress the rebellion at every step. He fought thousands of miles from east to west and recovered forty or fifty islands.

There are two free-form monks in Xianlingguan who went to participate in the battle experience.

Yue Anyan was still wandering off the beaten path, he didn't know where to go, and didn't bother to inquire.

Before the end of the new year, You Mengchang, who had been wandering outside for half a year, returned to the mountain gate, and watched Taoist Zhang instructing his disciples to practice swords without making a sound.

"Learning three thousand swords is not as good as specializing in one style. Zhang Xuanan concentrated on the basic sword style and mastered the "Hands and Hands Sword" state in five months. Moreover, his fire technique training and kung fu techniques have not fallen behind, and he can use the flame sword by analogy. The cultivation has also broken through a small level, so you guys should work harder and strive for the top, so that you can have a breakthrough in your cultivation as soon as possible."

Zhang Wenfeng didn't hesitate to speak, and praised Gouwa who wanted to restrain his joy but couldn't restrain his excitement anyway. He didn't ask Gouwa to achieve hand-to-hand coordination in three months, but let Gouwa practice swords naturally.

He wants the little guy to experience the benefits and achievements of specialization in one style, and gradually get rid of the problem of dog babies being greedy.

Teaching students according to their aptitude, it is worthwhile to spend more time now. He believes that Gouwa's future achievements will not be inferior to that of Shui Qingru who has achieved the sword state of "harmony with meaning". At the threshold of mood, the future is limitless.

The future is long, and he wants to let the fairy watch a hundred flowers bloom.

In the future, if you ascend to the upper realm, you won't be treated coldly because of your weak power, or even be called out by your seniors.

He has been preparing for that day all the time. Without long-term considerations, there must be near-term worries. The upper world is not so beautiful. It is said that the forces are mixed, and thousands of years old monsters emerge in endlessly.

Don't just stare at the pond in front of you, but broaden your horizons.

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Chapter 691

You Mengchang sneered at Daoist Zhang's efforts to train apprentices, he would not express it clearly, with Taoist Zhang's cultivation status, he should be high on the top of the mountain, overlooking the humble scenery at the foot of the mountain, enjoying everything in the sect from above.

There is a difference of three or two big realms from the apprentices who have just started.

According to the rules of the practice world, he is a great person who is a patriarch, so why bother to teach swordsmanship in person?

What is there to teach?

Isn't there so many subordinates in Xianlingguan just for use?

He has seen too many human beings and ghosts, and he no longer believes in good things such as "good and evil will be rewarded", "teacher's kindness and apprentice's filial piety", in his eyes, they can be measured and exchanged by benefits, which are nothing more than the difference between thick and thin.

After Daoist Zhang finished giving instructions, he sent the apprentices away, and You Mengchang floated down.

He doesn't need to show his body, Taoist Zhang can "see" him within ten feet.

Saying hello, Yu Mengchang waved two black mist-like flying and circling objects, appearing and disappearing in the air, invisible in shape, and can feel that it is a magic weapon with one attack and one defense, and its spirituality is extraordinary.

I have refined two treasures, let me show you how fresh they are. "

Zhang Wenfeng looked carefully for a moment with his spiritual eyes, then nodded with a smile: "Extremely agile, the changes are disorderly, the two treasures refined by You Lao seem to have the characteristics of weapon spirits! Amazing skills!"

He doesn't know how to refine weapons, he has read many classics, and he has a pair of unique spiritual eyes, which can be called breaking the characteristics of treasures.

Secretly pondering the purpose of the old man Mengmei showing his treasure to him.