Taoist chanting

Zhang Wenfeng didn't bother the enlightened donkey. He talked with the second senior brother, and walked through the corridor to the West Hall.

Dropping the bolt and turning on the light, he took the old wooden basin and several semi-dry and fully dry rags, walked into the quiet room and went down to the secret room, passed through the bronze mirror barrier, and under the light of the soft and bright stone on the top of the innermost secret room, Zhang Wenfeng It took more than a quarter of an hour to clean up the dust on the shelf and the oiled paper package with a rag, and wipe the floor twice.

After wiping your hands, use a dry rag to wipe off the residual moisture on the shelf, open all the oil-paper packages, place the books neatly on the shelf, and write the title labels of the books by category with a brush according to the markings, so as to facilitate future browsing and viewing.

There are three parcels that are already empty, marked "Book A", "Book B" and "Travel Notes [-]" on them.

Zhang Wenfeng was quite helpless.

I don't know who it was in the Taoist temple back then. After he had cultivated the energy transformation state, he entered the secret room and took away the spiritual energy stone and some books.

It's too much to use up the spiritual energy stone and not return the books.

He picked a copy of "The Basics of Cultivation of Spiritual Object Identification" and read it. It recorded the detection and identification of various spiritual objects, medicinal materials, minerals, etc. The explanations were detailed and easy to understand. He first found the chapter on "Spiritual Spring Water Identification".

After spending some time thinking about it, he was absolutely sure that there was a spiritual spring hidden under the pool the donkey had discovered.

Regardless of the grade, the various magical effects of Lingquan made him excited and made a lot of money.

Tomorrow, I will give the donkey three chicken legs. Oh no, that guy is a vegetarian. Tomorrow's forage will be mixed with bean cakes and bran. The hero, he eats forage and squeezes out...

I read the "Qingxin Jue" twice to calm my mind and get rid of distracting thoughts.

Flip through the book in hand from the beginning, knowledge is power, and the more you know, the more beneficial it will be for your future practice.

Otherwise, if you find a treasure and you don't know how to identify it and don't know how to use it, it's called a waste of time.

After reading this book with a lot of content and a variety of contents, Zhang Wenfeng also felt a little dizzy due to Zhang Wenfeng's physique and energy. He understood that this was too much concentration, and he received too much knowledge all at once, which caused discomfort.

Take the rag in the basin, walk out of the secret room and return to the ground.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the clepsydra in the corner of the west hall, and found that it was midnight before he knew it, and the night was already deep. He felt that not too long had passed.

Blow out the oil lamp and lock the door.

The world was silent and dark.

The crescent buds in the west have long since disappeared.

Zhang Wenfeng felt a little more comfortable due to the cold wind in the middle of the night. He said hello to the black donkey who was cruising silently in the night, walked back to the backyard in the dark, fastened the door latch, and didn't worry about the donkey entering or leaving the yard.

The courtyard wall is as high as Zhang Xu, and it can be easily jumped over with the strength of a donkey.

Returning to the thatched hut, sleeping on the bed, breathing in and breathing slowly, relieving the discomfort of the brain, and falling asleep unconsciously.

In his sleep, Zhang Wenfeng was suddenly awakened by the strange sound of the donkey.

"...The Lord has woken up, the thief has entered, wake up quickly!"

Ji Ling is completely awake, and he is now particularly sensitive to negative terms such as "thief", "robber", and "ghost".

Throwing off the thin cloth quilt, turned over and put on the outer robe, grabbed the green bamboo sword hanging on the pillar of the mud wall, and heard a soft voice again: "The temple master is about to wake up, there has been a thief."

Donkeys dare not make any noise, they use sound transmission, as thin as silk.

He gently opened the door, saw the anxious black donkey under the eaves, and asked via voice transmission, "How many thieves are here?"

If one or two ordinary thieves came, with the ability of a donkey, they would not come to wake him up, but would directly kick them unconscious with their hooves, and pile them neatly outside the courtyard gate to wait for the day to be released.

The donkey said via voice transmission: "You are awake. As a practitioner, you are too careless."

After a whimper of grief, it said it was serious.

"Three thieves came, and they came over from the northwest courtyard wall. One of them looked very powerful. I happened to bump into them at the corner and came over the wall, and they hurried over. Maybe they thought I was a donkey and didn't chase me."

Just as they were talking, a fire was lit, and the thief arrogantly set fire to a hut in the northwest corner.

Zhang Wenfeng thought about it for a while and understood the deep meaning. He didn't have time to ask in detail. The danger was like fire and water. The sound transmission told the donkey: "You play according to your own circumstances, don't stay too far away, and be ready to rush out from the dark to cooperate with me to kill the thief."

He didn't know where the thief came from, but if he could make the donkey say that he was very powerful, he could only be a monk?

Suddenly, I was shocked. Could it be Luan Tingsan, the leader of the gangster who slipped through the net in his portrait?

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

The only thief cultivator he knew was this one, how could he find him?

If you want to get revenge, you should go to the city and find the obvious rightful masters of Master Wu and the others.

A figure rushed out of the hut next to the door of the backyard, and the old cripple shouted, "Get up, it's time to get out of the water."

The cripple was in his 50s, and he was very sleepy. It was almost five o'clock, and after he had a good night's sleep, he suddenly felt a light shining from the window, and only then did he realize that there was a fire.

With a roar, he hurriedly opened the backyard door and limped to the kitchen. He had to use a tool to hold water to put out the fire.

Zhang Wenfeng's figure flashed, and he ran towards the gate of the courtyard, and shouted through voice transmission: "Uncle Lame, the copycat, he has been robbed, don't get separated, there are three thieves, one of them is a monk."

When I was in the Daolu branch, I heard that Luan Tingsan had a mid-stage cultivation of the Qi Transformation Realm, ranking third among the Heiyuan Four Absolutes.

He didn't specifically inquire about the specific skills and means, so who would have expected that?

He already assumed that it was Luan Tingsan, the leader of the bandit, who came.

His swordsmanship has improved a lot, and he is not very afraid of facing the thief monk, but there are three people on the other side. He can concentrate on dealing with the thief monk, and it is impossible to distract him. He must let Uncle Lame and Second Brother help restrain the other two for a while.

Coupled with the black donkey hiding in the dark, they have a great chance of winning.

Just as he was talking, the second senior brother rushed out in his middle coat and shouted: "It's flooded, it's flooded..."

Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly sent a sound transmission to inform, the cripple and the second senior brother were shocked, and hurried back to the room, each dressed neatly, and came out with their weapons in hand.

Based on the lame man's experience in the world, he immediately guessed that the thief had sinister intentions. He first touched it and set it on fire, and while they were going to fight the fire with something, they jumped out of the dark and attacked from behind. It was so insidious.

Especially the monk who has a fairy figure among them.

Ah bah, shameless.

Chapter 34 Know yourself and the enemy

Zhang Wenfeng didn't dare to rashly hold a water basin or the like to put out the fire in a fake manner.

In case the thief monk hiding in the dark attacked the lame uncle and the second senior brother, he was restrained by the other two thieves, and it would be extremely difficult to rescue him in time. Besides, the sound transmission and the sound transmission silenced them, which was a flaw.

It is impossible to take advantage of the three thieves.

He coughed and said loudly: "Friends who set fire, come out, let's have a fight. If you hide your head and show your tail and dare not come out, I won't accompany you, so I'll go to the city to find help."

Hearing that Zhengzhuer said that he was going to the county town to move rescue soldiers, the thieves hiding in the dark in the northwest of the backyard couldn't hide.

They looked at each other, unable to guess how the other discovered them?

There are only three of them left, and it is impossible to get out of the thief.

A man's voice like a broken gong sounded: "Okay, okay, arrogant! Then we will do a game according to the rules of the rivers and lakes. If you lose, I only need one thing, and it will not harm your life."

Three figures appeared from the firelight and walked along the middle passage towards the courtyard gate.

Because of the backlight, it is still far away, so it is impossible to see the appearance of the three people.

Zhang Wenfeng was often influenced by the sinister stories of the lame uncle in the rivers and lakes, and he immediately heard that the other party was planning to slow down the army, trying to stabilize them, what nonsense was not worrying about his life, just listen to it, he pretended to be curious and asked:

"I don't know what item my friend wants? If it is possible, I will give it to you to avoid a battle."

The old cripple narrowed his eyes and looked at the person.

He held a dark iron fiber in his hand, with a pointed end and a fine linen rope wrapped in the middle, about eight feet long, and said in a low voice: "Exit the gate of the courtyard and go to the wheat field. The terrain suffers."

The tall figure in the middle on the opposite side smiled hehe: "If you dare to escape, I will burn your Taoist temple."

He wasn't worried that the other two could escape from him, he was mainly threatening the Lord.

He refused to say what items he wanted, and quickened his pace, chasing after the three who had left the courtyard gate.

The person on the left held a torch soaked in grease in his hand. When he was still a few feet away from the courtyard gate, he lit the fire and lit it. His arm was rounded and he threw the torch over the courtyard wall.

The torches tossed in the air, making a "huhu" wind sound, illuminating a large area.

The three thieves flew past the courtyard wall. They did not go through the door, fearing that they would be plotted by the authorities, and went to the Taoist temple three people standing in the open space of the wheat field. They did not find a dark donkey in the dark place in the backyard. Sneaky followed.

Such heavy hoofs stepped on the blue brick ground, and fell silently.

With the help of the torch light thrown over the courtyard wall, Zhang Wenfeng could see the appearance of the tall and thin man who flew across the courtyard. He really guessed that he was the leader of the bandit who slipped through the net, Luan Tingsan, with obvious decree lines and ruthless eyes, burned to ashes He knows it all.

He is not in a hurry to reveal the identity of the other party now, and finds a suitable opportunity to startle the other party suddenly.

He felt a little relieved, he understood the details of the other party's cultivation, and the other two wore night clothes and masks.

Among them, the one on the right, with a slender figure and concave and convex shape, is a female thief.

He suddenly thought of the female thief who was ambush him at the foot of the mountain in the early morning and was killed by him. The female thief who escaped, reminded him through voice transmission: "The masked female thief uses hidden weapons including poison needles, be careful!"

The other masked man didn't know what to do, but he reminded that the two of them would be specially prepared for hidden weapons.

He was guessing, could it be that the three bereaved dogs wanted to avenge the dead female thief?

A yellow talisman appeared in the palm of the left hand of the second senior brother, and he said something in his mouth. The long sword in his right hand pointed to the chest of the female thief, indicating that he would deal with it.

The old cripple doesn't fight, he hasn't fought with anyone for many years, and I don't know how much bravery he still has left?

Holding the iron fiber in both hands, he swung it to his waist, like a spear, and pointed at the masked man on the left.

When the three of them landed and rushed towards this side, Zhang Wenfeng drew his sword and unsheathed it, and a pale blue light swayed. He took the lead to meet Luan Tingsan, the leader of the bandit in the middle.

"Good sword!"

Luan Ting gave three praises, his eyes showed undisguised greed, and the nasolabial lines became more obvious as the corners of his mouth stretched.

Pulling out the ghost-headed knife behind him, he jumped up, holding the knife in both hands and shouting, "Kill!"

The blade of the blade shone with the light of the torch, dazzling brightly, slashing at the rushing young Taoist priest. He did not make any protective tests, and wanted to win with momentum.

Zhang Wenfeng had a bronze gossip mirror hidden in the palm of his left hand to prevent the other party from interfering with evil ghosts and poisonous mist. Seeing that the other party was planning to bully him based on his cultivation, he would not be polite to the other party, and stabbed the green bamboo sword in his hand quickly.

The sword light is dotted, like plum blossoms, blooming erratically in the air.

He used a trick of "blooming flowers in the wind" as a false move, but in fact he was hiding a force-releasing method.

Hearing the slight sound of breaking through the air, in a calm state, he visualized the vague tree-like Yuan Qi in his dantian with his mind, guided it to suddenly release it, and instantly displayed the "Blue Wood Transformation Wave Technique". into light blue.

With a few "bang bang", several poisonous needles with hidden weapons hit his right neck, shoulder, etc., leaving small depressions on the skin, which were shaken by the force of the wave transformation, and the poisonous needles fell to the ground and emitted "Jingle" sound.

It was the masked female thief on the side who took the opportunity to use hidden weapons to harm others.

Luan Tingsan slammed it head-on, attracting the master's mind and energy, and the female thief cooperated with the plot.

This is a tactic used by the bandit leader to communicate through temporary voice transmission.

The second senior brother took a yellow talisman on his body and shouted angrily, "Take your life!"

The long sword in his hand rushed in with his feet, and stabbed at the female thief a few feet away. He secretly praised that the spectator was different. He had the magic to protect himself from immortal cultivation. .

The old lame man on the other side fought with the masked man, leading him to retreat away from the few people.

The burning hut in the backyard was blazing into the sky, burning more and more vigorously, with the crackling sound of sparks blasting into the night sky.

It was burning the beams of the thatched hut, and the light was shining, making the front of the wheat field flicker and dim, and a few people fighting against each other had a double image effect under the bright and extinguishing light.

Zhang Wenfeng's expression remained unmoved. He used his spiritual eye technique to stare at the bandit leader. He was not affected by the sneak attack of the female thief's hidden weapon poison needle.

"Ding...dangdang" There was a sharp confrontation.

A sword and a knife collided continuously, and the fire was scattered.

Dissolving the opponent's heavy slash, Zhang Wenfeng flickered to the right at his feet.

The bronze mirror he held in his left hand was filled with Yuan Qi's mana, he finished the incantation silently, and looked into the eyes of the bandit leader who was slashing and slashing step by step.

And in the dark night, the concealment is stronger, this sneak attack, caught in the gap of swordsmanship, and it is hard to prevent.

He thought about how to follow up with a sword to hit the bandit leader.

The red light excited by the magic weapon suddenly shot out, and Luan Tingsan was surprised.

The opponent's swordsmanship is exquisite, not as unbearable as his companion said when he first entered the Qi Qi, and he still hides such a sinister means.

He had no magical means of instantaneous protection, and subconsciously closed his eyes, there was still a trace of light swept across his left eye, and the pain was unbearable.

He opened one eye and closed the other, his face was abnormally distorted, and he suddenly roared at Zhang Wenfeng, who was charging from the left with his sword.

His mouth opened and closed, but strangely no sound came out.

He used a unique trick in advance to resist the dark trick that the other party suddenly used.

Chapter 35 A Cunning Fighting Donkey