Taoist chanting

Rubbing a palm-sized gray stone, and a piece of square black wood about a foot long and two fingers wide.

The stone is extremely light, and the wood weighs more than a hundred catties. He doesn't know any of them, but what can be treasured and treasured by the original owner of the Golden Core Realm and hidden in the box is not a treasure, but what else?

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and stored the three treasures separately in a corner of the receiving space, and put away all the other empty boxes and bottles, all of which were made of the best materials, and kept them for his own use in the future.

The attitude towards treasures is that those who deserve him will not run away, and those who should not be forced will not come.

He doesn't care about gain or loss.

Chapter 224 There are many difficulties on the way to practice

As dusk fell, the two of them set off from the base with a donkey, and they would go around the southeast direction and patrol the southwest, without getting too close to Guizai Ridge.

The monks who went out flew back to the base one after another from multiple directions, and the monks who received the night mission flew away in twos and threes.

Occasionally meet acquaintances, stop and say hello, ?Then everyone is busy with their own work.

The donkey landed more than ten feet behind the two of them, and stood on tiptoe carefully, not hesitating to waste its demon consciousness, observing any disturbances around the several feet, so that the speed would not be too fast.

Zhang Wenfeng, who was flying in the air, could understand the donkey's mood, right?Although that guy is not afraid of ghosts anymore, is he?Still not very courageous.

The sky was completely dark, and the two of them kept silent, walking forward at night vigilantly.

From time to time in the wilderness came the strange sounds of beasts and night owls. The cold wind gusts, the grass and trees rustle, and the atmosphere is a little creepy.

The poor donkey was jumping around, the grass and trees were all soldiers, and he was suspicious.

It has chosen the road of wandering through the rivers and lakes by itself, even if it is jumping, it has to finish it, so no one can blame it.

After more than half an hour passed, the donkey slowly relaxed and regained its four hooves to run down-to-earth. Suddenly, it stopped, and a silver thunder light "cracked" hit a short tree. Shadows among the leaves, ?Turned into ashes.

"The little ghost spies sent by Guizailing."

Yun Qiuhe checked around and found no other abnormalities, right?He said to the donkey below: "Let's go,? It's not very dangerous."

Patrolling several circles overnight, except for the donkey who killed a few hidden ghosts, the two people in the air had no chance to do anything. The donkey's reaction speed was too fast.

The two of them were also happy to be idle, with little credit, no good records, and it was over before the token was activated.

Along the way, I met monks who were performing missions several times. The two sides glanced at the sword-shaped tokens on each other's waists, tacitly did not say hello, did not contact, and parted ways.

At dawn, the two returned safely with a donkey, had breakfast, and went back to their caves to adjust their breathing and sleep.

In the late afternoon, Zhang Wenfeng woke up,?He simply washes up and then does his homework by chanting scriptures.

It's not very convenient to go out, so I can only make up for it when I have time, right?Then practice swords, draw runes, pour Yuan Qi into the dark blue magic plate in Wen Yang's arms, and after finishing many things, eat some dry food to fill your stomach, and then open the door and go out.

The donkey was playing somewhere, and the trough was empty.

That guy has four long legs, he likes to wander around, and he can't lose it anyway, just let it play.

Returning to the secret room and walking slowly, he took out a jade box from the receiving space, and took out the magic wood bead inside, the room was immediately reflected green, the bead was too dazzling.

Staring at the misty smoke and clouds inside the bead, he felt a little dizzy after a while.

Silently looking internally at the first line of scriptures in the Sea of ​​Consciousness Ancient Scroll, as the invisible golden light washes away like water, some discomfort disappears immediately.

After such a long time, he has no spare time and thought to study the Magic Wood Bead carefully.

Now that he has advanced to the Gradient Realm, he has the strength and more time to try to refine the bead. Even if it fails, it doesn't matter. He didn't even break this bead with a flying sword. It should not be damaged if the sacrifice fails. If he can succeed, he can There are many magic tools.

Holding the cleansing Wugou formula with both hands, punching the beads with each hand.

After a while, the beads glowed with flickering emerald green light, and the lights and shadows on the surrounding stone walls and the top were constantly changing, grotesque, and occasionally there were turmoil. Zhang Wenfeng, who was reciting scriptures silently, was not immune to all kinds of illusory illusions as long as he was not staring closely. influences.

Time passed slowly, the luster of the beads became more and more brilliant, and the ever-changing scenes were connected into a piece, dazzling the eyes.

For a full quarter of an hour, Zhang Wenfeng repeatedly punched the Nine Hands Wooden Tempering Art into the beads countless times. Finally, after the lights flashed together, they calmed down and the room fell into light yellow light again. The entire round beads no longer showed light. The colors converge.

He successfully planted a ray of divine sense imprint on the surface of the bead.

Holding the jade-green bead that had become normal, he felt joy in his heart, felt it carefully for a moment, following the faint connection with the bead, he injected Yuan Qi into the bead, and touched a trace of smoke inside the bead.

The room suddenly turned into a scene of a valley and forest.

谷俨

Big trees, green leaves, grasses, shrubs and flowers are all moving in the wind, as if they are real.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed, the illusion disappeared as his Yuan Qi stopped touching, he mastered the basic usage of the Magic Wood Bead, he was able to create an illusion out of thin air, there were countless scene transitions, it was amazing.

He guessed that if he used the illusion of the Magic Wood Bead in the wild nature, it would be more harmonious without any trace.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then put the bead with restrained brilliance into his bosom, and kept it close to his body, so that he could warm and nourish it with Yuan Qi at any time. The magic wood bead was extremely lacking in aura and nourishment.

In a good mood, he opened the door, walked out of the cave, and flew to the foot of the mountain to walk on the grass. He was waiting for the donkey to return.

Feeling the kindness of the grass and trees, the feet become softer and softer.

The sky seems to be so gloomy and gloomy forever, the sun does not come out, and there is no rain.

The leaves of the trees in early summer are covered with a layer of gloom.

"Hey, Guanzhu Zhang."

From the hillside came Cen Sanlin's loud greeting.

Zhang Wenfeng turned around and looked at the swordsman flying down with a wide sword on his back, and responded with a smile, asking, "Did you go out on a mission today?"

"Not long after I got back from work, I was about to talk to you, but I was worried about disturbing your rest. I heard from fellow Taoists that you were on patrol at night."

The swordsman didn't intend to draw his sword to compete, and said: "A few days ago, I received a message from the sect that Junior Sister Du retreated and broke through the realm, and her promotion has gradually declined. She said that she was touched by your sharp words, 'how can you bind yourself with a sword? Come out without breaking the sword', so, Cen thanks on behalf of Junior Sister Du!"

"Fellow Daoist Cen is polite, it is her opportunity that has arrived, congratulations!"

Zhang Wenfeng returned the gift, he never imagined that he could form a good relationship with one word, without taking credit for it, the other party must return this great favor.

After a few words of politeness, Cen Sanlin suddenly sighed: "Junior Sister Du discovered a truth. She said that what she was looking for in the past was just 'binding oneself with a sword'. She will no longer follow the path of pure sword cultivation, time is precious, and she will fight day and night to find the way."

Zhang Wenfeng was silent and did not make a sound. Abandoning the sword and cultivating to study the Fa is the way he chose.

He is neither qualified nor able to point fingers and make irresponsible remarks.

Cen Sanlin smiled wryly again, and said in a low voice: "In fact, I have also been shaken, and I have been there before. I don't know how long I can persist? I don't know what is the meaning of this kind of perseverance? A pure sword repair needs a "one" The sword breaks ten thousand dharmas, and one sword produces ten thousand dharmas'. It is really too difficult to have a firm sword heart! Every step is thorny! I am at a loss and don't know the way forward."

Talking to himself, Cen Sanlin seemed to be lost, he turned and walked in another direction.

There was no master to guide him on the way of sword cultivation, which made him fall into trouble.

The donkey came rushing from a distance, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with that man? It looks a bit wrong, one foot is deep and the other is shallow. Is he practicing swinging skills?"

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head, and said via voice transmission: "Don't disturb him, there are some things he doesn't want to understand."

A sword cultivator who has fallen into confusion and doubt many times can no longer be regarded as a pure sword cultivator.

Only a single-minded person like He Guangjun can make great progress.

He is a bystander, but he can't tell the truth. Cen Sanlin has to find the answer in his heart.

There are various trials and difficulties on the road of cultivation.

After passing a pass, the state of mind can be improved, and the cultivation base can be improved by leaps and bounds.

If you can't make it through, you can find another way to get around it. Going another way may not be the right way.

He disapproved of hanging from a crooked-neck tree.

Chapter 225 I'll give you a try

"Monastery Lord, what new spell do you want me to try together, it won't hurt you? You have to take it easy, you have to go out to watch the night to fight the little ghosts at night."

"Monastery, don't keep smiling at me, you laugh so hard that I feel hairy, why don't we turn around?"

The donkey followed the viewer to a distance, chattering endlessly,?From time to time, it observes the face of the watcher, it is very uncertain, the watcher is trying new tricks, why is it a bit unreliable?

Based on its understanding of the viewer, the three-pointed smile on his face is obviously holding back evil.

"Why don't you ask Yun Qiuhe to try out new tricks? She has a higher level of cultivation and thicker skin than me, can she resist beatings and fights? She is obedient to you and willing to play with you... "

"you shut up!"

Zhang Wenfeng was so annoyed by this noisy and chattering donkey that he almost failed. He yelled at the donkey, not letting the donkey talk nonsense. He secretly moved Yuan Qi, which touched a trace of whirling smoke in the magic wood bead in his arms, and activated the phantom. Wooden beads' phantom attack.

Within a range of three feet, a faint green mist shrouded it.

Zhang Wenfeng, who was in it, could see the scene of the grassland in the green mist, the endless green and gentle slopes, rolling up and down, the sky was blue, the sun was warm, the wind was blowing gently, and groups of cattle and sheep were grazing leisurely on the grassland.

Glancing at the sluggish donkey, he understands the scenes, ?Is it the imagination of the donkey, which is only guided by the magic wood bead with the approximate scene that exists in the bead,?It formed a fantasy that made the donkey fall into an inextricable situation.

There is a group of vague creatures that look like horses and donkeys running towards this side.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed, the Magic Wood Bead was too powerful, it aroused the longing in the donkey's heart, and transformed into a group of female donkeys.

Even if there is no image of a donkey in the Magic Wood Bead, the image of a donkey is still simulated by blurring the shape of a horse. Looking at the stupid look of a donkey in heat, it is obviously a trick to make a fool of yourself.

All the illusions are perfectly filled by the donkey's imagination, with almost no flaws.

Shaking his head slightly, he warned the donkey several times, "Leave distracting thoughts and cultivate your mind."

Has this guy still not learned his lesson?

Seeing the restless donkey suddenly stop in its tracks, with a silver thunder glowing from its body, he thought to himself that this is not the case, the donkey's mind is not completely occupied by primitive beasts/desires.

He calmly and unhurriedly transported the Mu Xing Yuan Qi into the Magic Wood Bead.

The scene in the green mist changed again, turning into a forest of trees in a fairyland, filled with mist.

A fuzzy little donkey ran around happily, there was a little black and thin boy,?Holding a handful of fresh grass dripping with water,?Feed to donkeys, one person and one donkey chased and ran in the woods...

Looking at the familiar scene, Zhang Wenfeng recalled some forgotten memories, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He and the donkey came to the fairy temple one after another, and it felt like a long time had passed.

Intermittent fragments record the growth of a donkey.

He saw the persistence of the donkey listening to the scriptures outside the hall every day, rain or shine; he saw the excitement of the donkey finding a good drinking stream, jumping and jumping;

The scene suddenly shook, became rippling like water ripples, and then disappeared without a trace.

The shrouded light green mist subsided in an instant, and the illusion created by the magic wood beads was broken by the donkey.

"Very good, my xinxing has improved a lot."

Zhang Wenfeng praised that it was a good thing that the donkey was able to break free from the illusion on its own, and his mood improved a step.

The donkey quickly moved away from the master who was smiling at it, and muttered, "Sire, when did you learn the illusion? I almost fell for it."

"I just learned it not long ago, so I'll try it out with you first."

Zhang Wenfeng turned around and walked back. Being in a grassy environment, the power of activating the magic wood beads was really different. He spent more than [-] yuan of energy. He also found that small changes can boost the changes in the illusion. Improve.

For this attempt, he is quite satisfied.

"Next time if there is such a good thing, please ask the temple master to find Yun Qiuhe. She has a high level of cultivation and can withstand tossing."

谷艤

The donkey spread its four hooves and ran around the Barren Stone Ridge for several miles.

It has found a new cultivation method, and the effect is very good. It does not have to listen to scriptures and do things in the morning and evening when it is away from home. It cannot waste time. It must practice hard and strive to advance to the second level as soon as possible.

Zhang Wenfeng scolded slowly, "Talking nonsense again!"

Return to the residence, meditate and practice kung fu, practice swords, spells, footwork, draw runes, etc.

With the dim oil lamp, I also drew an ink sketch.

You can't just practice in life, you must also learn to adjust and relax your mind.

Time passed, and I put down my brush to appreciate it for a while, when I heard the sound of a donkey faintly coming in through the crack of the door, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Zhang Wenfeng was taken aback, would someone make trouble for the donkey with an identity token in the base?

Then I heard Yun Qiuhe's laughter: "The master is practicing, don't disturb him, just follow me obediently, I just want you to cooperate with me to try my new magic weapon, and I don't want your life... don't Run, stop!"

"No, the old cripple said that a woman's mouth is a deceitful ghost!"

"Stop, how fast you can run on four legs..."

Zhang Wenfeng pricked up his ears to listen to a man and a donkey chasing away, he smiled, not going out to meddle in business.

Put away a stack of drawn rice paper and other items, read "Nine Palaces Flying Stars Steps" in the room, use a brush to draw a nine-square grid on the white paper, write the heavenly stems and earthly branches, and strange symbols, and calculate the mystery of footwork.

By the time he figured out a number, five or six drafts had already been thrown by the side.