Taoist chanting

Master Hu basically didn't expect to find such lucrative business, so he was happy for nothing.

The passing man hesitated for a while, with a cautious look on his round face, he walked back and sat down slowly, approaching the fortune teller and whispering, the Taoist just shook his head and refused to pick up the business.

The man is aware of his own affairs, and he does not even know the privacy of his family's wives and concubines.

During this period of time, many strange things happened at home, the business was not going well, and the goods were in accidents one after another. Passing through the ancient town, he accidentally saw a fortune-telling stand by the roadside, so he walked over to ask for peace of mind.

The middle-aged man took out his purse from his cuff, took out a one-two-weight silver coin, and went to the doctor in a hurry. He felt that he had encountered an expert, and he was reluctant to give the money away to the five ghosts.

Zhang Banxian refused to answer, and said in a low voice: "I can't solve it with a poor Taoist priest, please ask another wise person, or you can go to a famous Taoist temple nearby to try."

If the Lord of the Temple is here, he will never lose his ability to catch ghosts.

He could see the vague ghostly aura on the forehead of the man in front of him, but he didn't want to waste his own virtue to help an irrelevant passer-by who made his own way. Being able to point out the wrong way is already the utmost benevolence.

"Master Daoist, please be merciful and extend your hand to help a group of Ying. To show my sincerity, I will add more money."

Now that he knew that it was the little ghost raised by his ancestors, which caused the house to be restless and businesses to lose money one after another, the man remembered the warnings passed down from his ancestors, and quickly took out all the scattered coppers, silver, and bank notes in his wallet, and handed them to the rescuer in front of him. straw.

When a nobleman appeared, he gave up his money just to save his life.

Under the sun, Master Hu next door stretched his neck and his eyes were about to glow green.

Fortune-telling is a promising business. If you meet such a willing and wealthy customer, you will have money for the rest of your life.

Zhang Banxian just shook his head, didn't look at the large amount of money, and stretched out his hand to please.

The middle-aged man was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. The guards who watched coldly on the street hurried over, worried that his owner would be fooled by charlatans. Just as he was about to speak, the middle-aged man waved his hand to tell the guards to go away, and he stuffed the money back He fumbled for the money bag, and took out a piece of black iron wrapped in black cloth from his bosom. It was three fingers long and wide, rusty and mottled, and there seemed to be strange incomplete insect and bird characters on it.

Zhang Banxian's eyes were suddenly attracted by the iron plate in the man's hand.

"Sir, for the sake of our ancestors, please accept a little gift!"

When the middle-aged man saw the down-and-out Taoist priest, he really knew the iron piece in his hand. He knew that he had met the right person, so he offered the iron piece and the money bag with both hands, and passed down hundreds of years. scene.

There are five ghosts for success, and five ghosts for defeat. If he doesn't believe it, he has to believe it.

"Let's take a look at this thing first."

Zhang Banxian reached out to take the small iron piece, carefully identified it for a while, then got up and walked around thinking for a long time, and sighed: "Forget it, I will make a move once, try to communicate with 'them', and help Lingzu to end the cause and effect of the past, let's start well and end well .”

This piece of iron is a treasure of hexagrams, and also a golden slip that records inheritance. It records a magical hexagram technique called "Iron Plate God Number".

It was the last time when the aura was upsurge, and it had already ascended to the Upper Realm named "Ying Gai" to stay with the hexagram master. It was calculated that this descendant would face the crisis of cutting off their children and grandchildren, and it was clearly written in it.

There are ancient characters of insects and birds engraved on the iron piece hexagrams, which need to be checked with spiritual consciousness: "Depending on the origin and extinction, it means crossing the catastrophe."

He was reluctant to part with this hexagram technique, so he could only help his senior eliminate the calamity.

Perhaps, this is a new origin, and he vaguely feels that he cannot miss it.

"Chenghui Sanwen Copper Coins will not be owed on credit!"

Zhang Banxian put the iron piece into his cuff, and said in a flat voice.

This hexagram treasure is the price paid by Ying Gai Guashi to eliminate robbery. The trivial matter of catching ghosts is only worth three copper coins.

The middle-aged man hurriedly took out three copper coins and handed them over. He knew that many senior people in the world had eccentricities.

The guard three feet away saw that the down-and-out Taoist priest really only took three copper coins and the antique iron piece, and couldn't help but admire the fortune-telling Taoist priest. No matter how you look at it now, the Taoist priest is no longer like a charlatan. Exuding the demeanor of a tall man.

The master Hu next door watched his colleagues pack up their things, and followed the passers-by to leave with a cloth cover. He was so jealous in his heart that his colleagues were too clever.

The colleague is too ruthless, even more than a hundred taels of banknotes are looked down on, this is going to come to the door to deceive the high-ranking customers into bankruptcy.

He was deeply ashamed that he had been eating ashes on the street for so many years, his luck was bad, and he had never encountered such a good thing. He hurriedly moved his street stall and shackles to the geomantic treasure left by his colleagues.

Zhang Banxian followed the middle-aged man for most of the day, and came to Yanping City. That night, he set up a dharma altar in the backyard of Yingfu, practiced it for half a night, took away five house ghosts who were closely related to Yingfu, and left the next day.

He is not proficient in the art of collecting ghosts, so it is not appropriate to bother the spectator to come all the way for some trivial matters.

He just communicated with the ghosts left behind by Yinggao Guashi in the past according to the method recorded in the iron sheet, and promised to use means to send five incomplete ghosts to the underworld in the future to eliminate Yinggao Guashi's calamity, and "persuade" the five ghosts. The ghost process took a lot of time.

It is really not difficult for the temple master to send a few little ghosts to the underworld.

Leaving Yanping City, Zhang Banxian continued to go north. Every time he came to a town, he would set up a hexagram stall for a month or two. The business was not good or bad. Comprehend hexagrams.

He has a feeling that when he has given this magical hexagram technique to his hands and comprehends the fur, it will be the time for him to break through.

Dependent origin and extinction is also practice.

Chapter 712

Moling secluded environment.

The inside of Hantan Cave Mansion is still quiet, the spiritual mist clings to the ground like a creek flowing slowly, converging from all directions to the Yushan wooden pier, Zhang Wenfeng sitting cross-legged on it is surrounded by green mist, the brilliance flickers rhythmically, and the whale swallows the rich cold aura .

He retreated for a few days this time, and when he opened his eyes again, his cultivation was naturally promoted to the late stage of Jindan.

Every time a Jindan cultivator advances to one level, the tempering of the state of mind, the accumulation of spiritual power, and the perception of the Dao are all very different. I don’t know how many amazing, talented and beautiful people are stuck at a certain juncture. After a hundred years, or even a lifetime, they can’t move forward. .

Fluttering up, Zhang Guanzhu showed a satisfied smile on his face.

After opening up new meridians for more than ten years, he suffered so much. Looking back, the small deal with You Mengchang was a huge profit.

His state of mind and physique have been tempered and sharpened repeatedly, and he has sharpened his knives without mistakenly chopping firewood. In addition, he has absorbed a ray of Luomo evil god's projection soul silk purified by Yumengchang, allowing him to easily break through and lay an extremely solid foundation.

Taking Erqian Dragon Scale Fruit Soul Nourishing Medicine Powder every half month continues to strengthen the soul and consciousness.

The benefits of a strong mind and soul are self-evident. It will be like a god's help for breaking through the big realm. It will not be easily disturbed by invisible demons and obsessions. .

Walking out of the cave, the sun is shining and the breeze is blowing.

Shui Qingru, who was walking in the shade of the tree in front of the stone castle, stood still and saluted respectfully.

It has been half a year since she and Qian Jing entered the secret realm with her master. Apart from soaking in the dragon claw herbal bath to exercise her body every half a month, and taking the amount of dragon scale fruit soul-nourishing medicine powder prescribed by her master, she did not wear the formation device at other times.

Letting the pressure of the forbidden law of the secret realm exert on her body, she enjoys this kind of invisible suppression of the whole world.

But there is still a difference between her true energy and mana, and she can use half of it.

The speed and power of the swordplay require her to apply again, which is a different experience compared to practicing swordplay in the sea.

"Master, Qian Jing went to retreat the night before yesterday."

"It should be fine this time."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, whispered to himself, and then asked, "Is there something important?"

He handed over the black jade slip token to his senior sister, and if something happened, the senior sister would be able to enter the secret realm and report it in time.

Dongyue Daofang City has gathered more than 20 masters from the East and West continents, and has already carried out a long-distance raid on Cangling Ruins City in Nanyuan Continent, destroying Cangling Ruins City. Forces, the two sides fought several times, causing casualties to each other.

The East and West Continents have warned other forces in the Nanyuan Continent that they must severely punish the Misty Demon City who robbed Dongyuefang City, otherwise they will not let it go.

Other forces in Nanyuan Continent think that the East and West Continents are deceiving people too much, and the two sides are still in a stalemate.

"These days, Daoist Yue has not entered the secret realm."

"Wei Jingjie has been off the road for more than four years, and he is about to return to the sect."

Zhang Wenfeng said to himself again in a low voice, and asked the apprentice to practice by himself.

He walked back and forth in front of the courtyard of the stone house where Qian Jing retreated. This time, he was very well prepared, including Pojing Pill, water crystal beads refined by Yang Shuilan, three drops of fine peach blossom wine and spirit wine, and a bee berry that can increase the power of ten years. As a result, Qian Jing was also asked to take Dragon Scale Fruit Soul Nourishing Medicine Powder a few months in advance, and the medicine powder was divided into five times for absorption to help her increase the strength of her spirit.

No matter how poor Qian Jing's aptitude is, with so many natural and earthly treasures, he can break through the shackles and advance, right?

After waiting for a day, the door of the stone house opened near noon the next day.

Qian Jing ran out with a happy face, hugging the clear water outside the door, jumping and jumping, with a faint fragrance of peach blossom wine on her body, she shouted: "I've been promoted, I've been promoted. Hey, it's not easy."

The water was as clear as a little animal dozing off on its shoulders, and a white light flashed in the air, evading Qian Jing's grasp and disappearing without a trace.

"Congratulations, Qian Jing, don't make trouble, the master is here."

"My Lord, I have advanced."

"Okay, congratulations on overcoming a difficult hurdle. The next step in your practice is to walk steadily. We are not in a hurry."

"Hee hee, it's my blessing to have the Lord take care of me."

Qian Jing hugged the temple master's arm and shook it a few times, she was in a good mood, smiling all over her face, she now knew whether her practice path was smooth or not, it was related to the temple master's harmonious state of mind, and she would never be willful again in the future.

The three talked for a while, and the temple master took the two of them to the cave and exited through the secret passage.

There are already more than 30 free-form monks in Xianlingguan. Qian Jing's promotion did not attract much reaction and attention among the disciples. Yue Anyan set up a table for Qian Jing in her bamboo house in Wangxia Ridge, with all kinds of spiritual fruits as delicacies. banquet, to celebrate in private.

Shui Qingru is still practicing step by step, tempering her body, strengthening her mind and soul, and continues to live in seclusion.

After more than two months of swordsmanship and practice guidance from the master, Zhang Xuanan invited a few fellows from the free realm to travel to the Duxian Islands after the master entered the secret realm last year.

Today's Duxian Islands have undergone many changes compared to before. Although there are occasional sneak attacks by local monks, at least it is not like 20 years ago when there were rebellions everywhere and the people were in dire straits.

Half a month later, Wei Jingjie and Shang Qingyun returned to the mountain gate hand in hand.

After walking the road of escape, they have gained something in their hearts, and they are ready to retreat and condense Yuan Qi to attack the realm of Jindan.

In the west hall, Zhang Guanzhu looked at the two of them, handed them each a Youcao Soul Containing Pill made from Yinhun Grass as the main material, told them to take it five times to strengthen their souls, and gave them each Half a bottle of peach blossom wine, Pojing Dan, Zhu Guo, Shui Ningzhu and other items.

Before the Second Jin Dynasty and the Third Jin Dynasty, and the third Jin Dynasty and the Fourth Jin Dynasty, the disciples of Xianling Temple all issued a certain amount of Youhua Qudu Pill.

That is to say, Xianling Temple is rich and powerful, and can provide disciples with rare treasures that are different from ordinary sects.

Afterwards, Guanzhu Zhang took the two of them to the secret realm for retreat, and left the rest to God's will. He didn't wait in the secret realm, returned to the sect, and resumed his quiet practice.

The whereabouts of the head of the mountain and Yan Jing are known by the disciples of the Waiting Hall, so he occasionally asks.

In the evening of that day, Qian Jing walked to the side of the stream, chatted with the temple master who was walking, and suddenly brought up another topic and said: "Monastery master, sister Xuanyan asked me to ask you, she wants you to officiate her wedding, she I'm too timid to talk too much with you."

Zhang Wenfeng stopped walking, restrained his smile and said, "You shouldn't say that."

Qian Jing was very surprised, observed the face of the viewer, and asked cautiously: "Did I say that it was against the rules? I don't understand these things, and they probably don't understand them either, so... who should say it?"

"Practitioners get married, although they don't talk about three matches and six engagements like the secular world, but they still have to prepare for the proper etiquette. Uncles like me haven't even eaten a wedding cake... right, Tie Jin Lin, you kid just want to marry Xuan Yan like this? How can there be such a cheap and good thing, there is no door."

Zhang Guanzhu taught Qian Jing a serious lesson, raised his voice in the last sentence, and spoke in the direction of the distant forest.

Qian Jing understood after hearing this, covered her mouth and smiled, the temple master was supporting Xuanyan and deliberately made things difficult for Tie Jinlin.

Tie Jinlin smiled and ran over hurriedly, cupped his hands and bowed to apologize: "It's my disciple's negligence, tomorrow I will ask a matchmaker to make a marriage match, and there will be wedding cakes and betrothal gifts."

"Really? Why do you hear the boy's tone, a little perfunctory?"

"Student, how dare you, Guanzhu, you must be on the wrong side. Disciple is terrified, and there are other preparations..."

Qian Jing smiled and watched the audience master knock on Tie Jinlin's stick, which made Lao Tie scratch his ears and cheeks, sweating on his forehead.

The bride-to-be was already too ashamed to face others, and she was so moved that she hid in her residence, leaving the thick-skinned Tie Jinlin to deal with the beatings of the priest's uncle.

Can't type today

The old man at home has a fever and needs to be taken care of. He is in a bad mood, and the writing is unreadable and messy.

In Chongqing, which ranks third in the country, the elderly are disobedient and have to run outside every day. They wear a mask for several days and are reluctant to change it.

Everyone, pay attention to safety and avoid it as much as possible. Even if you have no choice, don’t hurry up too late. Also, take care of your elderly.

Uncomfortable!

"Daomen Sutra Chanter" cannot be typed today, please wait a moment,

Chapter 713 Fight With Me!

The distant mountains are like Dai, and the near water is silent.

Shang Qingyun, who wandered back to the bank of the stream, had a look of haggardness on his face, and had no intention of admiring the lush vegetation in the secret area.

After many years of practicing and accumulating good deeds, he failed to pass the pass.

She was very bitter in her heart, her husband had advised her to slow down for a few years, accumulate more accumulation, and sharpen her state of mind again. She wanted to fly hand in hand with him, without losing half a step, but her success fell short and her success fell short.

The path of practice was almost cut off at this point, she suddenly felt at a loss, there was no one to talk to at this moment.

Walking aimlessly along the stream, I didn't realize that I came near the circle that the temple master had warned me against. I suddenly looked up and saw a beautiful peach blossom-like enchanting woman leaning on a mountain tree to my left. Wearing a pink but not greasy palace dress, her eyes were full of smiles, like a deep pool of water, which attracted her to go forward and want to find out.

About to wade out of the circle, Shang Qingyun suddenly woke up, and the jade pendant hanging around her waist exuded a hazy white light.

"Little girl, in fact, you can continue on your path of practice."

Tao Niangzi uttered a word lazily, and told the little round-faced woman who was flying back as if facing an enemy to freeze in place, unable to advance or retreat for a while.

She didn't use too much power at all, and it's not surprising that she was broken by the protective jade pendant with a casual look, and said with a smile: "For us, there are roads everywhere when looking down, big and small, wide and narrow , you stand so low, of course you can't see other cultivation paths that are blocked by mountains."

Shang Qingyun cupped his hands and saluted: "Excuse me, senior, what price does this junior need to pay for guiding this junior?"