Taoist chanting

500 years ago, the cultivation base belonged to the existence of Jindan realm, which was neither high nor low, and used a special method to sleep in the cave of the blessed land, and then awakened when the time came.

These old guys who survived from that era, even if they don't live for a long time, have no possibility of prolonging their lives.

However, as a tacit deterrent force of various forces, it is still enough in the early stage of spiritual energy surge.

Mo Ye looked at the old Tudigong in front of him, whose divinity was overflowing from time to time, and his body was unstable, and suddenly said: "They had bad intentions for you before, and you are out of your mind, and you still protect her like this."

She never uses interrogative sentences,?She can see through people's hearts and ghosts at a glance.

Chu Qing'er, who was behind the Lord of the Earth, looked slightly uncomfortable, and did not dare to look at the transparent figure in front of her that was not close to her chest.

Wei Yan cupped his hands and said with a smile: "They have been here for a few days, I have not seen them all the time, precisely because I understand that they came here under orders, and they want to use me to do something big to harm one side.

Even if the little old man dies with only half his life left, he doesn't want to ruin the creatures on this land.

Not for anything else, just because I am the Lord of the Land, the former water god of the Yaoxi River, and I have been able to live for so many years. On both sides of the Yaoxi River, there are descendants of the Fan Dynasty. , some incense offerings.

Therefore, I deliberately made some disturbances, trapping the monks who came to investigate, trying to force the three juniors to retreat. "

Having said that, Wei Yan stretched out his hand to the ground,?Holding a white jade tablet exuding luster, he carried it to Mo Ye with mana. The front of the jade tablet was engraved with gossip and dragon patterns, and a simple "Tao" character in the middle.

Mo Ye picked up the sign and turned it over. The dragon pattern on the back was exquisite, and four characters were vertically engraved in the middle: "Treat each other with courtesy".

"This brand is quite old, and it's not light. It's not worth her life."

She can see the value of things in the world.

The land lord smiled and cupped his hands: "Little old man keeps this 'Treat each other with courtesy' card from the past, it is no longer useful, it can only be brought into the soil, if it is used to protect the life of a white witch junior, it is worth it! "

He didn't tell the story about the origin of the jade token, so it was no longer necessary, he could tell that the woman with the hairpin recognized the value of the jade token.

It's okay not to talk about the old stories of old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

Mo Ye put away the sign and said: "Your gods pay attention to retaliation. You have been imprisoned here for more than 500 years. Give me a handful of soil, and you will not be punished for the crime of colliding with the witch formation."

The land lord bowed down to thank him, he could tell the truth and lies, he was relieved, turned around and said to Chu Qing'er: "Go!"

Chu Qing'er's eyes were a little red, she took a step back, and bowed deeply to the ground.

Her life was paid for by her seniors who exhausted everything. She stopped talking and flew to the north quickly. After ten feet, her figure disappeared. The land used her magical powers to help her cover her tracks, and she was safe within a radius of thirty miles. .

Now that time is running out, how far she can run depends on her own destiny.

The mysterious girl with hairpins will not make another move, but those guys trapped in the water transport witch formation will not let her go.

Fortunately, her master had prepared it long ago, maybe it can be used at a critical time?

The Lord of the Earth watched Chu Qing'er disappear, and then walked to the rock, knelt down and groped for a while, took out a small ball of dark soil, handed it to the girl with hairpins, and said with a smile: "It's all here, please take care of it, Fellow Daoist. "

Mo Ye collected the unusual lump of soil, listened attentively, and glanced at the land father again.

"Your witch formation won't last long."

"The younger generation is awesome. His ability to recite scriptures is not bad. It doesn't matter how long the little old man can last. Anyway, he won't live."

There was a wry smile on the face of the land master, and his figure leaned against the rock to stabilize his trembling body.

The Taoist at the foot of the mountain didn't know what scriptures he was reciting, forming waves of invisible thought power, like waves, like sword energy, which was very powerful against his former gods or ghosts.

The half an hour he said before, seems to be impossible, maybe only a quarter of an hour?

Seeing that the woman in the black dress had no intention of leaving, the land lord slowly blended into the rocks.

The gray stones exude cyan-black and khaki-yellow brilliance, temporarily maintaining the "green water turning into green mountains" below.

The range of the witch formation shrinks again and again, resisting attacks from three places.

About a word of time passed, and the rocks were covered with fine cracks.

The whole Baihu Ridge was shaking, the trees were swaying, and the mud and rocks were rolling down. The noise was much bigger than the previous battle. Birds and beasts seemed to feel that a catastrophe was imminent, and ran around in panic. They were not affected by the witch formation.

Mo Ye shook his head and walked down the mountain.

She went out with Zhang Wenfeng in order to find a different experience in the world, but she didn't quite understand the pedantic and unflattering behavior of the land public house.

She passed by Zhang Wenfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting sutras, and tilted her head to look at the Taoist priest who seemed to have an invisible golden light flowing from her body.

The little Taoist's mental power has improved and improved, and the land old man can't last long.

She couldn't understand what the Taoist priest was saying vaguely. She didn't study the scriptures of Taoism, so she felt very powerful.

Smiling, walked to the almost dry stream.

The water was hot, and she walked slowly on the pebbles, thinking.

Zhang Wenfeng repeatedly recited Chapter 1 of the "Tao Jing" on the ancient scroll of Zhihai, over and over again, but he did not touch the supernatural powers of the scriptures. This recitation did not allow him to enter the mysterious perception like the first time.

Probably understand, perhaps, there needs to be some kind of opportunity to trigger it?

He could feel that the witch formation besieging him was constantly weakening, and he knew that he had found the correct way to break the situation.

He kept chanting, and the Yuan Qi in his body was slowly consumed along with the scriptures. Finally, he vaguely heard a cracking sound, and the witch formation that suppressed him suddenly dispersed.

The sun shines on the body, warm and clean.

Jin Huanran and Shi Huai'an were at the edge of the stream about [-] feet away from him, holding swords on guard. The area around them was full of huge pits and piles of mud and rocks.

Five anxious law enforcement guards shouted in surprise from outside the stream: "Daoist Jin, Daoist Shi, you have broken the formation!"

"Quick, fly up, don't let the witch cultivator escape!"

The three shouted at the same time, flying up.

At a glance, Zhang Wenfeng saw an ancient twisted tree fell in the middle of the mountain to the east, and a rock below was torn apart, with a faint remnant of divine power dissipating under the sun.

He understood that it was the place where the Land Lord lived.

The land lord risked his life to help Chu Qing'er escape, so why bother?

Zhang Wenfeng shouted: "Fellow Daoist Shi, fellow Daoist Jin, send a message quickly to inform the counties in the southwest and northwest directions to strictly prevent the witch cultivator woman from absconding, and notify the other nearby wind patrol envoys and all the monks in Yuanyang County to come. Help, the woman has run away, and the land that caused trouble here has been punished!"

The two of them were a little disappointed when they heard that "the land is punishing", not the mountain god.

How can the credit for killing the land compare to the mountain god?

The two took out the yellow talisman and issued summons one after another, and chased in two directions.

Lay out the net, but also catch the fish that slipped through the net!

Chapter 270

Mo Ye leaned over and picked a pebble from the almost dry mountain stream. It was fine in texture, yellow and white in color, stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, and then opened his fingers to hit the pebble.

A wisp of smoke hovered over the surface of the flat stone, forming a simple human shape and penetrating into the stone.

"Tit for tat, I said that Chu Qing'er's life is not worth the price of a jade card,? You have to add half of your life, and now I give you two choices: go to the underworld to reincarnate; or follow me 'mix'."

The word "mixed" that Mo Ye spit out was learned from listening to Zhang Guanzhu reprimanding the mountain badger by accident, and he thought it was interesting to say it.

The figure in the cobblestone cups its hands: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving me! I have been punished for more than 500 years and died twice. I have already paid off the incense and love of the imperial court. From now on, I have no concern for the people. Please forgive me The old man doesn’t know how to flatter,? I would like to go to the Nether Realm to reincarnate, even if I am ignorant and chaotic, it doesn’t matter, I don’t want to remember the future and the past.”

Whether you say he is pedantic or stubborn, he is relieved.

Even if there is only a little remnant soul left, he doesn't want to hang out with Taoist masters, because living like that is meaningless.

"what ever."

Mo Ye smiled and said two words.

She can't appreciate the family and country feelings of the Land Lord, and she thinks it's worthless.

Throwing it casually, the pebble drew an arc in the sun, and when it was about to fall into the stream, it disappeared.

After "hanging" with Zhang Wenfeng for such a long time, she heard about "doing things rashly".

She doesn't force it, does she?In the realm of the underworld, she wants to take over her subordinates, right?There are a lot of ghosts who want to grab their heads.

The dragon-patterned jade plaque hangs from the waist of the black dress, shining brightly.

Zhang Wenfeng flew around the vicinity for more than ten miles,?He was not good at tracking, so he flew back up the mountain without finding anything, and landed halfway up the mountain to the east, where three law enforcement guards rushed up the mountain vigilantly.

"Report to Daoist Zhang, my subordinates have brought some files and books that record Baihuling, please have a look."

The man who went back to search for the information looked haggard, obviously mobilizing his hands to be busy all night without closing his eyes, holding a stack of books and files in both hands.

Zhang Wenfeng took it over and said, "Thank you for your hard work, go down and rest."

"Yes, my subordinates are not working hard."

Watching the three of them go down the mountain, Zhang Wenfeng picked up a stone to sweep away the dust, and put the books and files away.

The entire Baihu Ridge was swayed here and there, and the rocks were cracked and rolled, creating a messy scene.

In his eyes, this mountain has lost its vitality, right?Will it be reduced to barren mountains and wild mountains in the future?Probably nothing will grow, right?There are no decades that cannot be recovered.

Squatting down, he moved the broken rocks away, revealing a three-foot mud pit.

Inside was a jet-black rotten log that was broken into three pieces, less than five feet high and no thicker than an egg, with heavy bumps.

It was a piece of water-flowing ebony wood, and three unusual stones were found from the soil of the cave, the size of a peach, one was blue, and two were khaki.

He saw Mo Ye approaching.

Zhang Wenfeng's eyes stayed on the jade badge on the woman's waist in the black dress for a while longer, the word "Tao" gave him a real feeling, he didn't ask where Mo Ye got the ID badge, raised three stones, and said with a smile: "See If you have a share, you choose two."

Mo Ye shook her head, she didn't like the three semi-finished earth crystals, wood crystals, and ebony wood materials.

In addition, this is the incense money that the old man compensated Zhang Wenfeng and burned it twice, otherwise it would rot in the field, and outsiders would never be able to find it, except of course she was an exception.

Zhang Wenfeng understood some Shinto rules, so he unceremoniously collected some materials.

It's a rare good thing for him.

He won't waste his energy digging three feet to find treasure. If he can't find it, he spreads an oilcloth bag on the ground and puts together the broken rocks one by one. When put together, it can roughly be seen that it is in the shape of a stone figurine. With very little divine way breath, he used Mu Xing Yuan Qi to restrain all the broken rocks so that the breath would not dissipate.

Take out the gourd and pour water to rinse your hands.

After the water evaporated, he picked up the book and flipped through it. There was a bookmark in the book for marking. The law enforcement guard was very careful. He only needed to turn to the bookmark to quickly learn about the past of Baihuling.

In the previous dynasty, this Baihu Ridge was originally called "Nanqing Mountain". It was more than [-] feet high and it was the highest mountain in the vicinity of [-] miles. The broken golden body sank into the river, and the mountain was also smashed, leaving only a small half.

There is no record of the land lord, and Zhang Wenfeng didn't bother to ask the law enforcement guards to go back to find out the past of the former "Yaoxihe" water god. There is no need for that. The land lord is gone. He shook his head and sighed: "He doesn't have to die."

After last year's surge of aura in the Da'an area, there have been many disturbances in various places.

There are sleeping ghosts, remnant souls, and awakened spirits and monsters, as well as the divine way of the previous dynasty. They have been suppressed for a long time and have been suppressed one after another.

At the beginning of February this year, Metropolitan Road Record Institute issued new laws and regulations to the states.

One of them: the remnants of the mountain gods, water gods, and land gods from the previous dynasty who have survived to this day will not wantonly kill evil, and those whose crimes are not serious can be recruited according to the situation and used by the Daolu Academy.

Compared to slaying, although recruiting security is not small, you can try anything.

Otherwise, why would he beg God again and again with that tongue?

Mo Ye was also flipping through the book, and said abruptly, "He didn't die completely. I collected his remnant soul and threw it into the Nether Realm."

She really didn't "throw" it gently at all.

Zhang Wenfeng quickly got up and looked around. There were no outsiders nearby. This made people hear badly. Mo Ye didn't care, he had to pay attention, and said in a low voice, "The jade badge on your waist was given to you by the Landlord?" guessed.

"In exchange."

Mo Ye glanced at the Taoist priest talking nonsense, can she just ask for anything from others?

Zhang Wenfeng muttered: "Strange, how could he have such a thing?"

He hadn't read the four characters on the back of the jade card, and of course he didn't know whether it was valuable or not. He could tell through the charm of the word "Tao" that something was real and not a fake.

"There is no problem with the origin of this thing."

Mo Ye is not responsible for explaining too much, she can "see" the origin of the item, put her feet together, and sit on the rock to read a book.

Hearing Zhang Wenfeng give a lecture to the little fellows in Qingzheng Bieyuan, and told a little story about "opening a book is beneficial", she felt that it made sense. Travel notes, stories, etc., and even nonsense secret records of the underworld, she watched whatever she picked up, and was not very picky about food.

The two read books in silence.

Shi Huai'an flew back with several monks, including Song Suxing and Ji Shixi whom Zhang Wenfeng knew. It seems that the gradually weakening monks from the Daolu Branch of Yuanyang County are all out, and even the doctor Ji Shixi is coming in handy to find them. That slipping through the net sorcerer.

Zhang Wenfeng stood up, cupped his fists and greeted everyone with a smile. As usual, he was polite and courteous to everyone.

Mo Ye ignored the messy group of people and sat quietly reading a book.

Shi Huai'an introduced several monks from Wanglong County and another wind patrol envoy who came over. After exchanging pleasantries, Shi Huai'an said with a smile: "The manpower is almost complete, please ask Guanzhu Zhang to assign the next step to find that witch cultivator." task matters."

Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Zhang was ordered to come to help, but he didn't dare to do it for him. Fellow Daoist Shi, please!"