Taoist chanting

But Guanzhu never seemed to miss it.

Mo Ye didn't say a word, and walked forward leisurely.

She was born aloof and divine, and it was the first time she leaned over to listen to and think about the little truths of the existence of little people in the world, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She is now wandering outside the rules of the two worlds, neither touching nor obeying.

Not for anything else, but because I don't want to attract the attention of the upper realm.

She felt that this was very good, and after listening to Zhang Guanzhu's ramblings about the truth, she was slightly touched by a novelty.

There are different roads, and many principles are interlinked, it depends on how to understand.

Zhang Wenfeng walked for more than 200 miles in silence, his back was slightly sweating with all his concentration. He was only a few dozen miles away from the county town. Slough, the appearance is very different from before.

Fang Bailan has a round face, but the hairpin girl has used it for a long time, and her chin gradually becomes thinner.

The appearance was born from the heart, maybe Mo Ye didn't even feel it, she changed the appearance of Yi Hua subtly.

Is this the truth about Mo Ye?

"Something happened."

"Oh, I think I have something to ask you."

Zhang Wenfeng quickly looked away, and stared closely at Mo Ye's face, as if staring at her bare feet. It was a very dangerous risk of death, and the master's gentleness and non-aggression should not be taken for granted.

"A few days ago, I practiced with the wooden spar gifted by the Lord of the Earth, and my cultivation has improved a lot, but somehow, the primordial energy tree in the sea of ​​qi has a light golden color. Is there any reason for this?"

He rummaged through the old books of the Taoist temple, as well as the books copied from the county, donated by Yun Qiuhe, and donated by Qingshui Temple, but he couldn't find any clues.

It is related to the fundamentals of cultivation, and he must find an answer.

Mo Ye glanced at it and said with a smile: "It's a good thing for you." He added: "You read the books on 'God's Fate', it is a relatively old way of saying, you should go back at least 2000 years. Look for it."

This was the first time Zhang Wenfeng had heard of the word "divine family".

Seeing that Mo Ye shut up and walked forward, no longer answering his doubts, he had to give up.

Guess it has something to do with the "divinity" of the Lord of the Land?

Since Mo Ye said it was a good thing, he was also a little relieved. After reading more books, he would have a clear direction, so that his eyes would not be dimmed.

After the two entered the city together, they crossed the streets and alleys and came straight to the Daolu Branch of the county city.

Mo Ye walked towards the library alone, and did not participate in Zhang Wenfeng's entertainment. She could chat with Zhang Wenfeng, but she didn't want to deal with irrelevant people. To add will answer the old cripple's hello.

No matter how cute Hu Qiang'er is, he is good at making friends, and he still hits heads with Mo Ye.

Zhang Wenfeng led the donkey to post a post to visit Director Guo, and the assessment was not in a hurry.

"Oh, brother Zhang, you are being so polite. From now on, you will be home when you come here, and you will go in directly. Next time, you are not allowed to post posts to see outsiders."

Guo Zhongfu's enthusiasm was not faked in the slightest, and he greeted the door like his own family, and explained to the female nun guarding the gate: "This is Zhang Wenfeng, Zhang Wenfeng, the master of Xianling Temple in Xiling County, and the Qiyue of Jiuhe Palace in Yuanyang County No.1 under the Master, remember!"

The female cultivator hurriedly bowed and bowed to make amends.

In addition to looking like a landscape, guarding the gate for Director Guo requires inner wisdom and intelligence.

Zhang Wenfeng hastily said, "I dare not, Master Guo loves me, and I am sincere and sincere." He is full of nonsense, he can do things, and he can deal with people when they talk about them.

The past few holidays between the two of them seemed to not exist, and they walked into the unlocked gate of restriction after exchanging greetings.

The host is very polite, Zhang Wenfeng will not bring a "dumb" donkey into a public house that is as luxurious as a courtyard garden to spoil the scenery. To put it simply, someone will lead the donkey to the assessment, replace and issue the identity card of the spirit beast, and then eat it Good to serve.

The kindness is hard to stop, and I stayed in the county for one night.

Guo Zhongfu hosted a dinner, and invited his acquaintances Song Suxing, Jin Huanran, and Ji Shixi to accompany him.

In the early morning of the second day, Zhang Wenfeng bid farewell to the city. Compared with the sincerity of Guo Yuanzhuhuo, he felt that it was more comfortable and relaxed to deal with the resigned Wu Ganping and Fu Gujing.

Being in the officialdom is good practice, he found that he may not be an official material.

Or the countryside is more suitable for his self-cultivation.

Arriving at Zhoucheng in the early afternoon, Mo Ye acted alone as before. She wore a dragon-patterned "Tao" sign on her waist, and walked into the library to check rare and ancient books.

Zhang Wenfeng placed the donkey in the spirit beast courtyard of Daolu branch, and he went to the east courtyard to visit his immediate boss Xie Moling, the Dharma protector.

In his position to seek his own government, it is a due act to come to the state city once or twice a month to show his face in front of Xie Hufa.

"The last time you assisted in solving the case in Baihuling, you did a good job. You thwarted a big conspiracy by Wuxiu, killed a lurking Shinto, and eliminated a great hidden danger. Yu Yuanzheng went through the file two days ago. I appreciate your performance. When I find a free time, I will take you to visit and meet the principal."

Xie Moling admired this subordinate he promoted very much, and said: "The white witch woman who escaped, according to our spies' report, her status is not low. Later, I asked the experts in the capital to calculate that she escaped to Daying. Still investigating."

Zhang Wenfeng gave a brief face-to-face report on the last case.

What was written in the dossier was slightly different from his own thoughts, with different emphasis.

He had to explain his original intention of insisting on communicating with Shinto, and let Hufa Xie understand his painstaking efforts.

Otherwise, others would blame him for the escape of the White Witch girl, would they be wronged?

"Oh, Xihe Zhengshen of the former court was denounced as the land of Nanqing Mountain... That Shinto can indeed be fought for, and you did nothing wrong. Next time you do things, don't have to worry too much, just do what you want, there is nothing wrong with it , I’m still behind.”

Xie Moling smiled and comforted, and asked: "So, you are proficient in some ways to communicate with Shinto?"

He is more interested in the method of inviting gods.

"The subordinates have learned a lot of things, such as chanting scriptures to save ghosts, and communicating with Shinto, they only have a little understanding, so they should not be proficient."

Zhang Wenfeng knew that this matter could not be concealed, and he did not intend to conceal it.

Pushing it to the Taoist inheritance, hundreds of years have passed, and there is no way to verify it. As long as he is practicing the authentic Taoist mental method, he is standing within the rules and there is nothing wrong.

Chapter 277 The Unreasonable Man

Coming out of Xie Hufa's office yard, Zhang Wenfeng went to the Guanfeng Courtyard to the north, asking to find Yun Qiuhe's house.

Yun Qiuhe, who was writing something at his desk, heard a knock on the door, and raised his heroic eyebrows like a narrow knife.

During this period of time, an annoying idler often came to disturb her, which annoyed her so much that she looked up,?Facing a pair of smiling eyes, she was a little dazed.

"I came to the city from the countryside all the way, don't say I don't know you."

Zhang Wenfeng withdrew his fingers from knocking on the door frame, stepped over the threshold and entered the door, jokingly, went to the tea table and sat down unceremoniously,?Knocking on the table, he said with a smile, "Good tea, serve you."

Yun Qiuhe put down the brush with a smile and blinked his eyes,?He took out a bamboo pot of tea from the drawer of the desk, walked over and asked with a smile, "Have you been to Xie Hufa's place?" He quickly started to light a fire to boil water, and said, "You really have a good taste. To Erliang Lingcha."

"I just came out of the guardian court, and I found you here to fight the autumn wind."

Zhang Wenfeng picked up the bamboo jar, opened the lid and sniffed it. The spiritual scent was long and unique. He quickly closed the lid and said with a smile, "I'll go to the shop on Fangshi Street later to see if there are any spiritual tea seeds for sale?"

Yun Qiuhe asked in a low voice: "Did the batch of 'rare' spiritual plant seeds you bought from the stall in Fangshi last time germinate?"

"The seeds are still warming up. From the beginning of next month to the spring of next year, they will start to cultivate and emerge one after another. Why, do you have a way to get the seeds of spiritual tea?"

Zhang Wenfeng is a tea drinker, this habit existed in his previous life, so he asked closer.

Yun Qiuhe laughed softly and said, "Don't play tricks on my side. I haven't been able to produce seeds in the past two years. The Zongmen is too strict. I should be able to figure out a way in two or three years. I guess you don't want to wait too long You should go to Fangshi Street,? Look for the cultivator who set up a street stall to sell seeds last time. You bid a high price. He has a lot of connections. I heard that there are ways to get low-quality spiritual tea seeds. Luzi, it depends on how you talk to him..."

The two of them put their heads together and whispered.

There was a "cough" outside the door, and someone knocked on the door and walked in.

"Junior Sister Qiuhe has guests."

When Yun Qiuhe heard the voice, his smiling face immediately disappeared, and he wanted to hide the bamboo pot of spiritual tea. She was willing to share good things with Guanzhu Zhang, but it didn't mean she was grand enough to entertain anyone with spiritual tea.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that half of his acquaintances walked in, stood up and said with a smile, "I've met fellow Daoist Shen."

It was Shen Si who met last year, Wu Ganping's Junior Brother Sao Bao who likes to wear white robes and short gauze hats. He once "praise him" in front of He Guangjun for his excellent swordsmanship, which attracted He Guangjun to come to challenge him.

He glanced over the dark gold identity badge hanging on the waist of Pensive, and then he was dumbfounded. This guy is one of the three Keqing supervisors in Zhoucheng, and he has become a serious colleague with him.

Shen Si didn't expect to meet Zhang Wenfeng here, and was quite surprised.

He had heard of Zhang Guanzhu's almost miraculous rise in the past six months, with a brilliant record,?Breaking into the title of No.1 in the fading state of Da'an Dynasty, he is a ruthless character. He hurriedly clasped his fists in return, smiling modestly and kindly, showing enthusiasm: "I met Guanzhu Zhang! What a rare visitor, we haven't seen each other for a long time, Today, Mr. Shen hosted a banquet at Tianqing Restaurant to clean up the dust for Guanzhu Zhang, please be sure to show your face and move!"

It seems that the two are very friendly.

In fact, the two met three times last year, without a word of conversation.

At that time, Zhang Wenfeng had just broken through and entered the Qi Transformation Realm, and the identities of the two were very different.

With a contemplative heart that is proud and arrogant, how can you pay attention to the little master of the Taoist temple in the countryside?

"Shen Daoyou is polite, Guanzhu Zhang is my guest, so I will entertain him."

Yun Qiuhe said so on purpose.

She doesn't like the entanglement of contemplation very much, and she refuses countless times openly and secretly. This guy has a thick skin, and he doesn't know how to retreat. She has scruples about the youngest son of Shen Shixiong, a monk in Tianlou Freedom Realm.

If she had known this, she should have chosen to return to Qizhou's position. If she didn't meet with him, she wouldn't have such troubles.

"All the same, all the same."

Thinking loudly, he said: "Guanzhu Zhang, I'm going to invite two more, one is Senior Brother Yun's fellow disciple, and the other is Senior Brother He Guangjun, don't you mind?"

Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists together: "Fellow Daoist Shen, you are polite, I should invite everyone to get together, how can I make you spend money."

Shen Si was afraid that the other party would lose face, so he deliberately brought out the two of them, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Next time Guanzhu Zhang will be the master, so let's make it so, Junior Sister Yun, let's go together."

Turn around and go out, calling for someone to go, not giving Yun Qiuhe any room to refuse.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that Yun Qiuhe was frowning and his face was full of displeasure, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it a small background?"

Based on his understanding of Yun Qiuhe, it shouldn't be such a entanglement between mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and cutting the mess quickly is in line with her temperament.

"The Shen family is an aristocratic family, and his father is a cultivator in the Freedom Realm."

Yun Qiuhe simply pointed out Shen Si's family background, and didn't want to talk more.

Zhang Wenfeng understood that he had dealt with quite a few monks in the Freedom Realm, and the status of the followers around him was much higher than that of the Freedom Realm. He didn't have the fear of ordinary monks in the Freedom Realm in his heart, and said with a smile: "If you don't like it, don't With color, you can keep people away thousands of miles away. Ten years later, you may not be in a comfortable state!"

It was because he regarded Yun Qiuhe as a friend that he said such heartfelt words.

Yun Qiuhe pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "With your auspicious words, I can achieve a comfortable state in ten years, and I will wake up from my dreams with laughter."

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said: "The layout is low, our goal is not only a comfortable environment? It can be higher."

Yun Qiuhe had a longing look on his face: "It's 'comfortable' to see through life and death. It's such a long distance. If it's higher, it's a Jindan real person. I dare not even think about it."

"You can think about it! You have to have confidence in yourself."

Of course, Zhang Wenfeng's goal on the road to immortality is not limited to the Jindan realm, he wants to transcend and become an immortal.

"Okay, I'll secretly think about it."

Yun Qiuhe smiled.

The two talked and laughed and drank a cup of tea.

As soon as the light at the door dimmed, He Guangjun barged in from the outside. He was still wearing a crumpled black Taoist robe, carrying two swords of different sizes, one black and one silver, with a blank expression on his face. By Zhang Wenfeng.

Zhang Wenfeng stood up and cupped his fists: "I have met Daoist He! Daoist, are you here?"

He Guangjun showed a trademark dry smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and said: "Your cultivation is only a level lower than mine, and you have advanced to the middle stage of Fading Realm. Presumably, your secret technique has been practiced. It is better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Let's Fight today!"

There was a sparkle in his dull and dull eyes, and his fighting spirit was blazing.

The whole figure is like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, showing its sharpness.

Yun Qiuhe had nothing to do with this sword lunatic, and said weakly, "Didn't we agree to compete at the end of the year?"

"Women go away, you don't understand men!"

He Guangjun didn't even look at Yun Qiuhe, and he just said a word, so that Yun Qiuhe almost ran away.

Staring closely at Guanzhu Zhang whose sword intent was affected, He Guangjun clasped his fists solemnly and said, "Don't hold back, let's go to the sword fighting arena and have a good fight, please!"

Turn around and go outside.

The battle between them does not require notarization.

Zhang Wenfeng was silent, and followed him out of the door.

The two stood in front of each other, and the sword intent on their bodies was slowly condensing.

An unprecedented fighting spirit formed a slight resonance between the two.

The silver long sword on He Guangjun's back let out a deep whistling sound like a golden spear and an iron horse in the scabbard.

Yun Qiuhe watched the two walk westward as if no one was around at the door, she felt the coldness, stamped her foot, and cursed: "Crazy! Both of them are crazy!" and ran eastward quickly.

Zhang Guanzhu is usually very good at speaking, but when he is not good at speaking, then he has to get serious.