Taoist chanting

She was much older when she complained about her mother-in-law. She used to talk back to her face and didn't take it seriously.

"Tell me what's going on? I feel that the dragon aura on your body has increased by [-]% compared to before. Did you swallow something?"

Zhang Wenfeng asked.

"This weird water area is cleaner than my face. How can I swallow it? I didn't figure out what was going on. Half an hour ago, the scales on my body suddenly became hot, and the demon power in my body accelerated... and now it's getting worse. The hotter it gets, there is no tendency to reduce it, so I can only swim faster and use the cold sea water to dilute the temperature of the scales, but it doesn't seem to have much effect."

Xiao Ni'er performed superb surfing skills in the water, and the water splashed up one by one, chattering non-stop.

"Should I pull you out of the water and break through this strange water?"

"Wait a little longer, I feel like I can still cook for another hour or two, it's not cooked yet, master Guanzhu, please talk to me more, it's so boring to be alone, I don't know those little people in Bolan Lake, I don't even think about it ?”

Little Ni'er babbled, and her swimming speed didn't slow down at all.

She got a chance out of nowhere, and the temple master also came, how could she walk out of the water so easily?

Pain belongs to pain, and with her petty fortune obsessed temperament, the benefits cannot be lost.

At that time, I really can't hold on anymore, please ask the master to lift her out of the water, she feels the dragon energy in her body is increasing wave by wave, forming a boiling high temperature from the inside out,

She is painful and happy.

"At noon, Kame Fudo found the Fairy Temple and asked me about your whereabouts. I invited him to come and visit you together. He said that there are many chores and he can't leave for too long."

"It's not easy, the old turtle is still loyal, and finally he is willing to move his nest to find me... It's strange, why didn't he go to Liuzhihe to ask his mother, instead of going far away, he ran to the fairy temple?"

Xiao Ni'er's thinking is just like her at this moment, jumping far away with a plop.

"Your mother just happened to be away... Seeing that you are more energetic, you must have benefited a lot this time."

"Hey, the body is not so hot anymore, it subsides so quickly, the strange suction and vortex in the water are also dissipating, the water's area, the restriction is broken..." Xiao Ni'er saw the scene changing rapidly, and soon She saw Tao Niangzi and the others by the pool.

One jumped to the shore, turned into a taller figure, and dragged Tao Niangzi to chat.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the pool water that had become ordinary, and landed on the shore to chat with the old man who fell down the mountain and Mr. Mang.

The old man Yueshan thought to himself that it was a pity that Hualongtan no longer existed. He originally wanted to leave this opportunity with Guifu, but it was a pity that the lazy man did not enter the secret realm for a long time, and now it is gone.

Xiao Ni'er got the benefit of blood, she hurried back to Bolan Lake to retreat and practice, and urged the temple master to go out.

After bidding farewell to the three great monsters, Zhang Wenfeng brought Xiao Ni'er with him and appeared outside in the blink of an eye, joining Zhao Zhu'er and Yun Qiuhe.

The three girls, big and small, gathered together and chatted for a long time, Xiao Ni'er left in a hurry, and if she wanted to play around, she would retreat for a period of time while feeling fresh, so as to realize the benefits.Zhang Wenfeng was not in a hurry to return to the sect. Starting that night, he started from the main peak of Guizai Ridge, using bronze lamps to collect the cold air from the underground. It took more than half a month at night to clear the two hundred miles of land three times.

At the creek at the foot of the mountain behind the main peak of Guizai Ridge, Zhang Wenfeng frowned slightly. There was still a cold air overflowing from this place.

He tried his best, but he couldn't find the source of the cold somewhere deep in the place.After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Wenfeng communicated with You Lao who was cultivating in the small world of the Hall of Soul Suppression through the second soul, invited You Lao who had a much more solid figure, and gave a general overview of the situation.

"It's easy."

Yumengchang waved his hand and released a ghost image. The ghost image quickly sneaked into the ground and explained: "Ghosts are invisible, they are sensitive to cold air, and it is most suitable to explore the underground." He can also investigate, but there are Ghosts are not used, so why raise ghosts?

Half a quarter of an hour later, ghosts floated out from the ground.

"I found a Yin spring in the depths of the mountain, and ghosts can't penetrate it. The old man guesses that the Yin spring may be related to the secluded environment of Moling. The old man can go down and open up an underground space for the Yin spring, and use the formation to absorb the cold air. In the underground space, don’t let it spill out, and you can grow cold-type spirit grass inside. Lian De and the other three little elves can come here every year to absorb the coldness and practice for a period of time, which is good for them.”

You Mengchang took away the ghosts and explained.

Zhang Wenfeng found out the reason, and felt relieved. He asked You Lao to sneak into the underground layout. Since it was related to the secret realm, he would formally take over the secret realm in the future, and maybe he would have a way to completely solve this little trouble.

Chapter 855

Walking among the dark mountains of the main peak of Guizai Ridge, with rugged rocks and few trees, Zhao Zhu'er casually picked a thin, withered yellow dog's tail flower and held it to play with, with a careless expression.

"Shopkeeper, after I finish setting up the formation in Guizai Ridge, I will go back to the Western Continent to practice. If you have time, you can come to Wenzhai Academy with Sister Yun."

"Your 'Zhu'er Palace, don't you personally watch the construction?"

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile, he knew that Junior Sister Zhu'er was worried about Wenzhai Academy and wanted to go back to train younger disciples.

"Shopkeeper, your level of naming is worse than that of Lu Zijin, who has little ink in his stomach."

Zhao Zhu'er wrinkled her nose in distaste, and grinningly pulled Yun Qiuhe into the middle, blocking the threat of the temple master's beating, and said: "I've thought of the name a long time ago, it's called 'Shadow Bamboo Palace', and I'm going to plant xiu on the left and right sides of the palace. Bamboo, open up a bamboo garden, build a winding bamboo corridor, "the moonlight passes through the curtain and the wind enters the bamboo, it is very beautiful to think about."

"Why don't you take a few apprentices, Zhu'er? Leave the mantle to pass on, and someone will help you take care of the Shadow Bamboo Hall."

Yun Qiuhe suggested.

"Accepting apprentices is very troublesome. It's about fate and character. You can consider taking one or two registered disciples. You don't need to be particularly talented. Be honest and down-to-earth. I will report to the head of the mountain later and ask him to help me choose a few. Come to Guizailing and let me observe for a few days.”

Zhao Zhu'er had never thought of taking disciples before, she preached and taught many disciples, so she suddenly asked the temple master an old-fashioned question: "Treasurer, what is Tao?"

Zhang Guanzhu glanced at the little junior sister who became serious through Yun Qiuhe, and said with a smile: "It is said that there are three thousand roads, and they all come to the same goal..."

Zhao Zhu'er shouted dissatisfied: "Shopkeeper, don't perfuse me, tell me something you know, and let me gain insight."

Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to invite: "Talk about it first, let's throw bricks to attract jade."

Zhao Zhu'er was so angry that he pinched Yun Qiuhe, who was covering his mouth and laughing. After thinking for a moment, he threw the dog's tail flower that was squeezed to the side of the road, and said softly: "Listen to the sound of rain falling, watch the birds prey, Observing the smoke from the kitchen at the bottom of the world, and living in darkness in the city... these are all ways in my opinion.”

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly: "Everything gets worse, the root of the Tao."

"What do you mean? Shopkeeper, don't play charades."

Zhao Zhu'er asked with doubts in his eyes.

Zhang Wenfeng explained: "A Taoist sage once said that the Tao lies in the ant hole, and the Tao lies in the hidden places that are not easy to see, such as bricks, tiles and rubble, and even dirty places." It's getting worse, the more you go to the bottom, the more you can see the truth, it probably means this, congratulations to Junior Sister Zhuer for finding the direction of Tao."

Zhao Zhu'er's eyes sparkled, recalling the meaning of "everything gets worse", and asked again: "Which Taoist sage is it? I must read the classics of this sage."

She has read a lot of books, but she is very unfamiliar with such remarks that fit her mood, which is too unreasonable.

There was also doubt in Yun Qiuhe's eyes, she had never heard of it.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed dryly, and said: "It was said by a Taoist sage in another world, don't believe it, the world is beyond imagination, the master of the secret realm I know has gone to another world, Qiuhe has seen it before... ..."

Yun Qiuhe and Zhao Zhu'er immediately understood that it was the Tao of other saints relayed by the mysterious and powerful Mo Ye and the temple master.

"Teach!"

Zhao Zhu'er cupped her hands in the air, she knew the direction in her mind, she still asked: "Shopkeeper, what is Tao?"

Under the watchful eyes of the two women, Zhang Wenfeng said slowly: "The sun and the moon shine without being burned, the stars are self-sequenced without being arranged, the animals are self-generated without man-made, the wind is automatic without a fan, the water flows without being pushed, and the grass and trees are without one." Human beings live by themselves, do not breathe but breathe by themselves, and so on can't be said to be Tao." The Tao he said had another meaning, which made the two women fall into deep thought.

The avenue is speechless, the great sound has no sound, the elephant has no form, and whatever you think in your heart can be the way.

"I have to stay at Shanmen for another ten or twenty years."

Zhao Zhu'er said so, pulling Yun Qiuhe's arm, grinning and duplicity adding: "I want to spend more time with Sister Qiuhe, and I want to watch my Shadow Bamboo Palace be built."

Zhang Guan

The Lord gave a contemptuous look, was it difficult to admit that "listening to your words is better than ten years of reading"?

Although he is also a plagiarized sage.

Returning to the Fairy Spirit Temple, Zhang Wenfeng summoned Gao Leng, the new deacon of the Waiting Hall, and asked him about some things.Zhuang Yu has been out of office for more than three years, and he practiced devoutly, ignoring external things.

Gao Leng flipped through the brochure that he carried with him, and said that Chen Qingqiao, the master of Qingshui Temple, traveled alone four years ago and has not returned so far. He did not pay special attention to where he went.

Zhang Wenfeng told Gao Leng, who was serious about things, not to pay attention to Chen Guanzhu's whereabouts, ordered a few things, drank a few cups of tea, and served tea to see off the guests.

Before killing the devil, he had sent a flying sword message to Chen Qingqiao. The flying sword was hovering in the air, unable to determine Chen Guanzhu's position, so he gave up.

Little Ni'er escaped from Hualongtan, he has no chores that involve energy, he can concentrate on feeling the changes of the four seasons, experiencing the cold and heat of the world, sorting out inspirations in the sect, immersing himself in new learning supernatural powers and practicing for some years, nothing important may not happen in a hundred years Leave the Eastern Continent.

It takes a lot of time to practice every step forward in Guiyijing.

Before that, he still has one important thing to do, Shi Nanguan, the deacon of Jingyi Hall.After receiving the summons, Shi Nanguan walked into the west hall of the old Taoist temple, saluted at the door, and said with a smile: "Monastery master, you finally remembered that your old disciple came, and I greet you."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and motioned to sit down, looked at the little fat man with three long beards and a jade-like smile. Among all the disciples, he was the only one who had no scruples about his words and smiles. He also tested a few remote scriptures and classics, and the little fat man answered them fluently, and the depth of his study of the scriptures made him, the temple master, feel ashamed.

Everyone's energy is limited, and after he advanced to the fifth level, he has already turned his mind to the Dao of Laws of Heaven and Earth. "I called you here today, there is something you can arrange for capable people to do."

"My lord, please tell me."

"The Daoist classics are as numerous as a sea of ​​mist. For many years, no monk has taken the time to correct mistakes and omissions. I hope you will take the lead and spend time collecting the classics of the five mainland Taoists as much as possible. I invite colleagues to sort out the classic books of the three Taoist ancestors and the twelve Taoist sages, and classify them." Seriously, "Pang Dian, this matter has immeasurable merits, maybe after 50 years or a hundred years, you can benefit even further invisibly. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Wenfeng looked into the old disciple's eyes and said slowly.

The word "serious scripture" is a great saying in Taoism, and it is the pinnacle of the Taoist ancestor's words. The classics annotated by other Taoist saints can only be called "side scriptures" and "scriptures". More powerful treatises are weaker A layer is called a "set".

He needs to read through the "Orthodox Classics" of Taoist Ancestor, and understand the ancient scrolls in the sea of ​​knowledge by analogy, so as to prepare for the promotion to the sixth level in the future.

Shi Nanguan stood up solemnly, bowed and said, "Dare you not to follow orders!"

His voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Why didn't he think of it? After doing this, just as the master of the temple said, "the merit is immeasurable".

Chapter 856

"Tick-tock", "ding-dong", the sound of water falling from time to time in the darkness, breaking the dead silence everywhere.

Holding his sword and closing his eyes, Chen Qingqiao stood between two thick translucent nine-faced stone pillars, surrounded by shadows, and occasionally a faint blue flashed in the air or on the ground, revealing a mysterious and depressing atmosphere.

A few years ago, he entered a secret place under the sea in his memory, and was trapped in this place called "The Corridor of Ten Thousand Turns" for a long time. He couldn't get out no matter what, and a phantom mirage was staring at him in the dark.After fighting many times, Chen Qingqiao simply stopped, trying to find a way to defeat the troublesome monsters.He held an inch-long void needle in his left hand, calmly waiting for the opportunity.

Standing like this for more than three months, he has already absorbed a small fragment of the weak water rule he found, and from the sound of water droplets falling on the ground, he guessed that the phantom mirage was about to lose its breath.

Mirage does not move, I do not move, consume it.

Time passed bit by bit, Chen Qingqiao suddenly moved, raised his hand and waved his sword in the air for more than half a circle.

Dots of precious blue light waves appeared out of thin air, invisible waves surged, and there was a faint sound of "crashing" tides, but it was strangely transmitted from three hundred feet away to the inside, where there were splashes of pearly emerald light waves.

Weak water does not compete, and the space is covered with mist.

The phantom mirage hiding in the water can no longer be invisible in the water spray, a transparent wave surges up, the water mist ripples, and rushes out crazily.

"Thread the needle, go!"

As Chen Qingqiao stopped drinking, the water needle held in his left hand turned into nothingness, and shot into the motionless mist on his right. He spent several months here, using his own water law rules to set up a net of heaven and earth, this small space He can clearly see the details, and imagines using clones to get out. Is there such a good thing?

After finally waiting for the opportunity, the water needle is as fast as lightning, stabbing the phantom mirage that is aware of something bad and wants to escape.

"Wow", there was a scream similar to the cry of a frog, the water mist surged, and there were sharp needles intertwined and shuttled, and it exploded suddenly with a "bang", countless water droplets carrying a smell of water shot out, and immediately broke through the big wall arranged by Chen Qingqiao. Scope water law rules pitfalls.

Chen Qingqiao waved his sleeves a few times, and used the "Breaking God Technique" to clear away the filthy and poisonous gas that attacked his body. He waved his hand again, and an invisible water needle appeared in front of him. Two spots of viscous water emitting faint light condensed in front of the needle tip.

That phantom mirage got out of trouble by self-mutilation, he is a ruthless fellow.

Putting away the phantom mirage blood, Chen Qingqiao sneered coldly: "You and I don't cross the river, if we continue to entangle, I will burn the blood you left behind with a secret method, so that you can't eat it and walk around."

When the fog cleared, he landed on the ground step by step, with each foot stepping on a faint blue spray, he walked forward unhurriedly.

Huan Mirage was badly injured by his plan, and indeed he was so frightened that he didn't dare to make trouble for the time being.Walking through rows of nine-faced translucent stone pillars, twists and turns, and for about a quarter of an hour, Chen Qingqiao stepped into the icy sea water with one step, and finally walked out of the Wanzhuan corridor with great joy in his heart.

When he comes next time, he must invite Zhang Guanzhu and Lu Zijin to accompany him.

His attack is not too threatening to the phantom mirage, which is also of the water type. His only advantage is to bless himself with the "Shenshenjutsu", so he is not afraid of the phantom mirage's supernatural powers. Zhang Guanzhu's swordsmanship, and Lu Zijin's five thunders strike the top, well calculated It can kill phantom mirages that are not strong in defense with one blow.

You should be able to find a lot of good things in this dilapidated secret place, after all, no one has visited for at least a thousand years.

Zhang Wenfeng was immersed in all kinds of inspirations, and often retreated for a short period of ten days, which was like a nap for him.

It is impossible for him to catch everything and spend a lot of time to comprehend it. In this way, he chooses the inspiration that suits his own way, keeps tasting and giving up, and keeps immersing himself in it to distinguish.Less time to go out.

One autumn morning, he pinched the "Lin" formula of the Liujia Secret Blessing Mantra, and in front of the attic window overlooking the mountains and red leaves, he fell into samadhi again unconsciously.

The wind blows the red leaves like fire, and the figure is indistinct.

Yun Qiuhe isolated the entire attic and asked the maid not to disturb the master's practice.Shui Qingru changed into a strong outfit, with a sword on his waist, and a puppy-like Thunder Beast walked behind him in the mountains and forests.

The master used the magic weapon master as an admonition to let her do good deeds and accumulate merits, and earn merits by entering the world. It happened that her cultivation had reached a bottleneck, and she wanted to go to the secular world and become a chivalrous heroine.

She has no experience as a heroine, so she can't grasp the importance of it. She accidentally killed a few robbers who robbed or blackmailed. Give you a call, catch fast.

Gradually, she learned to investigate cases and became a female police officer.

She practiced well within the six doors, not only arresting thieves and robbers, she also handled corruption cases that others avoided.

Pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud will offend many colleagues in the officialdom.

However, her official position was promoted all the way, and the local government sent her to a higher state city like a plague god, so that others could be harmed.

Ever since Shi Nanguan took over the task entrusted to him by the temple master, he has been full of energy and mobilized the entire Jingyi hall to sort out all the scriptures and classics collected at the entrances and hills of the fairy temple, and register them in a book , Copying abstracts, he personally investigated the pile of old papers.

A year later, he initiated a gathering of Taoist scripture debates throughout the Eastern Continent, and his eloquence was so brilliant that his colleagues rushed to join the ranks of correcting errors and omissions. Using the articles he edited as an outline, he sorted out the scriptures of Taoist ancestors and sages. "Orthodox" and "Pangdian".

For a great event with immeasurable merits, everyone wants to leave behind a reputation that can be passed down through the ages, and share a share of supreme luck.

On the lake of waves.