Taoist chanting

There was a sound of "哗啦", a blue water light rushed into the air, accompanied by a crisp dragon's chant, the water light turned into a small mud that was full of air, she grew a little taller, and the horns in front of her forehead were exposed, The hair can no longer be hidden.

After five years of retreat, her bloodline was completely stabilized, and she broke through to the middle stage of the fifth order in one fell swoop. "The old turtle congratulates the carp king on his successful cultivation and jumping over the dragon gate as soon as possible."

The black-robed tortoise did not move to the side, and congratulated.

"With your good words, I hope I can jump over the legendary Dragon Gate as soon as possible."

Little Ni'er was fluttering in the sky, full of ambition, and said: "Old Gui, let's go to the secret realm, you go to meet fellow Daoist Falling Mountain, he specially asked me to pass the message last time, after we come out, let's go outside for a tour Fan, take a trip to the boundless sea, you haven’t left the Eastern Continent for a long time.” According to the different moods of practice, the wave wave lake is too small, but when she grows up, she feels that going to the big sea is the only way to enjoy it.

Turtle Fudo fully agreed: "The old turtle takes orders."

He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't walked out of the Eastern Continent. He just liked to lie quietly on the water and float for a day without moving. Since Li Wang wanted to go out, he just wanted to accompany him.

It is also a good thing to meet Yueshan and ask for advice.

Chapter 857

Another year, the autumn wind blows, and wild geese fly south.

The fragrant maple forest on the mountain behind the temple is more red than the leaves in other places, and it is thicker than fire.

On the attic, Zhang Wenfeng's figure is clear day by day. He follows the meaning of the mantra of the word "Lin" and becomes one with the world. A lifetime of waiting for a scene.

Every drop of rain, every fallen leaf is under his unconscious gaze.

Occasionally, there is a ray of sword energy floating in the air like a fish, avoiding the trees and birds, swimming around freely, mysterious like nature, there is no trace of coming and going.

The invisible spiritual energy forms mist of different shades, spreads on the back hillside, flows within a radius of one hundred feet, exposing the forest and treetops, dancing with the wind.

"Miss, compared to last year, the aura in this forest where the master retreats is more active and richer."

The dowry maid, Wei'er, practiced with her young lady, and she was already at the third level. Walking with the young lady on the edge of the forest and slopes that grew up differently, she told her what she discovered as something new.

Yun Qiuhe withdrew his gaze from the direction of the attic, "You and Yan'er don't practice in the woods, be careful not to be hurt by the overflowing sword aura and slight murderous aura, and don't let the girls in front go to the back mountain when I'm not at home." Just play, their cultivation base is weak, they can’t get out after entering, and it will be troublesome if they rush in and trigger sword energy attacks.”

"Miss, don't worry, Yan'er and I are watching, and we won't let them disturb Master's cultivation." The servant girl responded with a smile.

Yun Qiuhe gave a few more instructions before turning around and leaving. She was going to retreat for a period of time at the Water Mansion under the Shuiqiutan River in the Xiaoxi River. Yang Shuilan had repaired and furnished it several times there. A good place to practice.

A small medicine garden was also opened up, where many collected water spirit grasses were planted, among which the Aesculus aesculus grew the most robustly.

She wears water-carrying condensate beads all the year round, enjoying the benefits of the invisible washing of spiritual energy, and her physique changes slowly, as if moist and clean, and her cultivation level has accumulated over time to reach the perfection of the Golden Core Realm.

Like Yue Anyan, she was thinking of various ways, trying to find a breakthrough opportunity.

There is no shortage of cultivation resources and breakthrough pills, but what is lacking now is luck.

She can try to forcibly break through, even if she fails to advance from the fourth level to the fifth level, it will only waste some rare medicines and resources, and will not lead to a dead end in her practice. She has her own arrogance, and she does not want her mood to be damaged. It must be a matter of course and then break through the border.

Her husband's rare pills and resources were also earned with painstaking efforts, and she was reluctant to waste them.Bronze lamp, in the small world of the Hall of Soul Rescue.

Occasionally, an inexplicable wave would appear in the Little Styx River, causing subtle fluctuations in the leaden gray air, which came and went without a trace, and had no rules to follow.

You Mengchang's figure is as solid as an ordinary person. After spending several years devouring the magic soul thread, he has steadily recovered to the fourth level of cultivation. It is similar to the cold environment in the underworld. He is not at all uncomfortable, standing on the top of the dark mountain with his hands behind his back , staring at the dissipated ripples in the air.

He can see the rules of sword intent that other ghosts in the space cannot detect.

That is the transformation of trees withered and flourishing.

He is very familiar with Zhang Guanzhu's five sword intents, and discussed with Taoist priests about the light, heavy, fast, slow and other artistic conceptions of the sword intent.

"Zhang Guanzhu's talent in swordsmanship is extraordinary, and his progress is too fast with swordsmanship. He can touch a little bit of heaven and earth's will, and can affect the small world's heavy weapon controlled by the second soul. It is a formidable young generation."

When he was at the fifth level, he was frantically learning various human monk skills.He wanted to learn everything, forgot to sleep and eat, and spent hundreds of years just to get the verbal praise of "good, promising" from Old Situ with a smile. Looking back now, he was so ashamed and put the cart before the horse, what's the use of it.

Back then, if he had specialized in one subject, whether it was Warlock, Formation, Artifact Making, or Painting Talismans or Alchemy, his achievements would have been even greater, and Shen Yuanzong would not have easily abandoned it... Ah bah, what are you thinking, bitch, Is being a slave addicting?

You Mengchang slapped himself suddenly, gritted his teeth, with a ferocious face, and abandoned all messy thoughts.

He wants to use his ingenuity and what he has learned before

All kinds of skills have become the steps of one's own practice, so he has to catch up, and Guanzhu Zhang cannot be left too far behind.

He believes in a truth, without a valuable partner, separation is the best ending.The figure flickered and disappeared on the top of the mountain. He returned to the cave on the mountainside and stepped up his cultivation.Time passed year after year.

In the sweet maple grove following the Dianhou mountain, the trees grow wildly, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and there is no room for winding paths. The attic hidden in the forest is almost gone. The attic is covered with thick moss and weeds. Nests are built under the eaves, and mosquitoes crawl.

Only the room on the top was still clean, filled with spirit mist.

Zhang Guanzhu's figure would fade away every once in a while, and gradually become clear after a while.

The sword intent evolves withered and prosperous, and the cold and heat don't know the years.

On the vast sea area, a black-brown giant tortoise with a size of seven or eight feet rides the wind and waves, as stable as land, and the huge water waves splashed do not fall on its back at all.

On the raised tortoise's back, a girl in a green dress carved with powder and jade is lying on her back, with horns on her forehead and a colorful peach blossom pinned in her hair. I dream of something delicious, and occasionally I poke my mouth.

If Tao Niangzi saw the heroic look of the gentle and polite little Ni'er in her eyes, she would probably ask for the peach blossoms she gave back.

"King Li, wake up, three guys have followed us for more than 3000 miles, Rong Laogui stretched his arms and legs and sent them away."

The tortoise's unhurried voice woke up Xiao Ni'er who had fallen into a deep sleep and practiced.Turning over to sit up, stretching her waist, Xiao Ni'er rubbed her eyes and glanced around. Since she left the customs more than ten years ago, her cultivation base has increased a bit, but she has become sleepy. The old turtle is comparable.

On the contrary, the old tortoise, who didn't move around very much before, is not drowsy now, and is full of energy. He carries her around the vast sea every day, rarely resting, and absorbs the essence of luck in the vast sea water and concentrates it on the back of the turtle for her to practice in deep sleep.

Patting the tortoise shell that was bigger than the house, Xiao Ni'er yawned: "Ask them what they want first? Don't think that three fifth-level stacks are a big deal, and annoy the king, drag them into the sea and drown them all."

"The carp king is mighty!"

Gui Fudo slowly stopped and swam. He devoured the keel full of tooth marks presented by the King of Carp. After more than ten years of wandering, he noticed that the bottleneck was showing signs of loosening. He can no longer be lazy in the future, he has to move.

Three figures slowly approached and hovered in the air ten miles away.

"You have followed all the way, what is your intention?"

Gui Fudo asked gloomyly.

Xiao Ni'er wiped the saliva left on her face, and looked at the three guys with unfriendly expressions. As the boss, she refrained from opening her mouth. The old turtle hadn't traveled in the rivers and lakes for many years, and she didn't have the momentum to ask a question in a polite manner.

"Hey, where are you monsters? Why are you sneaking around the Nanyuan Continent? Report your name quickly."

One of the tall and thin old men shouted coldly.

Little Ni'er jumped up and cursed: "Fuck your mother's fart, your whole family is monsters, the sea is in the sky, how do you care about your aunt's departure? Did you eat your family's food or hinder your family's banquet? Take care of everything." My old lady is coming, here is more than [-] miles away from Nanyuan Continent, if you want to find fault and rob, just say it, don't let my old lady look down on you, come on."

She hated people calling her a monster the most. The other party's brutal attitude inspired the wildness buried in her body, and cursed all the foul language she learned back then.

The sea water suddenly sank, and the three people, who were so angry that their seven orifices were smoking, suddenly felt their bodies sinking.

Little Ni'er and Turtle Fudo, who turned into a black-robed old man, launched attacks at the same time. One used supernatural powers to use sea water to hide people, and caught the three of them by surprise. It is extremely tacit.

A battle begins.

The fight was earth-shattering, and the breath was extremely chaotic.

Chapter 858 When there is no opponent in the lower realm

After nearly 20 years of construction, reclamation, and transplantation, Guizai Ridge, which has completely disappeared from the cold atmosphere, looks lush and lush from a distance. Various halls and attics are built on the mountain, towering toweringly, dotted with pavilions and curved corridors, and the layout is unique. Tool.

Surrounded by clear and gurgling streams, the trees are luxuriant, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Accompanied by Yun Qiuhe, Yue Anyan and Shanzhang, who was about to return to the Western Continent, Zhao Zhu'er had seen the main peak hall and various side halls, and walked to the west along the bluestone path paved along the side peaks.

Zhao Zhu'er overlooked the familiar scenery of mountains and hills below, and said: "Looking at the barren hills that have changed little by little in the past, to the scale they are today, I really don't want to leave, you guys don't want to stay anymore, I'm soft-hearted, I'll say three good words Maybe it will stay for another ten or twenty years.”

Yun Qiuhe rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "I have said a lot of good things, but you haven't counted them yet? Come and tease us again, this time I won't keep you."

Yue Anyan smiled and said: "Yes, you have done all the hard work, we won't keep customers."

"You two have no conscience, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge as fast as you?"

Zhao Zhu'er grinned and scolded: "The shopkeeper is a big liar. He agreed to sit and discuss with me, but he hid himself in seclusion and couldn't do it. He used me as a coolie and ordered him to work. You are the same as the shopkeeper."

Turning back to Shanzhang, who was enjoying the scenery lightly and calmly, he said: "Shanzhang, I didn't mention you, don't take your seat and take it to heart."

"Junior Sister, you'd better go back to the Western Continent as soon as possible, the Fairy Temple can't accommodate you anymore." Shan Zhang counterattacked with a smile.

It caused laughter and echoed, and there was an echo in the valley.

In the distance, a sword light flickered in the air, and soon it came close, falling towards the silent Fang Bailan at the end.

Zhao Zhu'er stopped and looked at Fang Bailan who had received the messenger flying sword. After a while, she knew the content of the summons through Fang Bailan's investigation, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ni'er and the three fifth-rank monks from Nanyuan Continent are in the big There was a conflict in the sea area, she and Kame Fudo took advantage of the characteristics of sea water and made a surprise attack, wounded three people, dragged one of them to the bottom of the sea, and almost killed them."

Of course, fifth-tier monks will not die so easily, unless the difference in strength is too great, or the opponent has restraint treasures, generally fifth-tier monks will have life-saving means, and they can still escape if they try to lose more.

Yun Qiuhe said in surprise, "Xiao Ni'er is amazing. Together with Gui Fudo, he can deal with three fifth-level masters."

Yue Anyan asked, "Who sent the summons? Little Nier isn't hurt, is she?"

"Xiao Ni'er was not injured. It was sent by a monk named Wei Ran. The three of them have been newly promoted to the fifth rank in the past 30 years. They were attacked by Xiao Ni'er and Gui Fudo. After coming to help, Xiao Ni'er was very slippery, and disappeared without a trace with the old turtle. It is impossible to find two fifth-level water monsters on the sea.

"Afterwards they inquired about Xiao Ni'er's appearance and found out about Xiao Ni'er's footsteps. It was unreasonable to send an apology immediately, for fear that Fang Bailan would blame him."

Zhao Zhu'er explained simply with a smile.

Let Fang Bailan reply with three words: "Understood."

Domineering and majestic are all in it, there is no need to be too polite with those guys.

Zhao Zhu'er looked around the main peak, and asked her three registered female disciples to take care of the Shadow Bamboo Hall, then bid farewell to Shan Zhang, Yun, and Yue, and flew to the northwest with Fang Bailan .

Yue Anyan was a little worried about Xiao Ni'er, so he sent a Feijian message to inquire about the situation.

"Lu Zijin followed Chen Qingqiao to explore some secret place. It's been ten years. No news came back, even if I sent them a message, I don't know what's going on now?" Yun Qiuhe asked the mountain chief in the last sentence.

"A few days ago, I went to the Lu Jian Yuan of Qingshui Temple to ask if Chen Guanzhu's life lamp was normal. , they are likely trapped somewhere in the secret realm.”

The head of the mountain said helplessly: "Before they left, Guanzhu Chen refused to reveal the specific location of the secret realm, but only said the name of 'Yanyuan Secret Realm', which was not recorded in the ancient books, so I couldn't find it. I also asked the earth guardian, and he did not heard about it."

"Wait for the master to go out, maybe the master will have a way."

Yue Anyan said in relief.

It seems that there has never been any trouble that can stump the viewer, and they have more confidence in the viewer than themselves.

"We can only wait for the temple master to leave the customs. It's useless for us to worry."

The head of the mountain glanced at Yun Qiuhe and said so.

Guizai Ridge has been able to change greatly in more than ten years, and it is indisputable that Hu Qiang'er, the three little sprites who often come and go here, and the flowers and grass spirits of Baihu Ridge, flew here in groups to help in the past few years.

The red leaves are gone, and the grass and trees are withered.

The cold wind was blowing and blowing the branches, and the old attic that seemed to have been forgotten was beyond recognition. There was blue mist overflowing from the broken window lattice and eaves, but it was not blown away by the changing wind, and entangled the top floor of the attic.

After a long time, the accumulation of small things made the attic, which looked dirty and dilapidated, a little more ethereal and immortal.

Yun Qiuhe and two personal servant girls stood in the distance and watched.

For the first time in many years, there was such an obvious vision of cloud cover and fog cover in the attic, and they were waiting for the master to leave.

In the evening, snow particles fell from the leaden sky, and the fallen leaves on the ground crackled. "Miss, look quickly, the fog has been blown away, and the attic has become clear."

The maid named Wei'er pointed to the forest and shouted.

A smile appeared on Yun Qiuhe's face.

In the attic, Zhang Wenfeng had already opened his eyes and looked around. The dilapidated attic made him smile bitterly to himself. There is no time for cultivation. I don’t know how long it has passed this time, and the traces of time are too obvious.

He didn't rush out of the attic. With a move of his left hand, he held the bronze lamp in his palm, and a black shadow fell to the ground.

Chang Youmeng, who turned into a human form, sized up Taoist Zhang, who had advanced to the late stage of Unified Realm, smiled and cupped his hands: "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for comprehending the rules of the Dead Wood Sword Intent, comprehending a trace of Taoism, and breaking through to the sixth level is just around the corner !"

Zhang Wenfeng replied with a smile: "Cheng Jiyan!"

He knew it wasn't so fast, everyone liked the good words, and said again: "Old You, you are recovering very quickly, and you are almost about to advance to the fifth level."

"It's still far away. It will take at least ten years of cultivation. Since you left the customs, the old man went back to the Houshan Cave to practice. I haven't gone out for many years. I feel that it is more comfortable to stay in the world. Even a talking ghost in Xiaotiandi is looking for it." No, it’s not interesting.”

You Mengchang is still very satisfied with the recovery speed this time. With the demon soul devouring, if he does not lack energy, he just needs to spend time to remove and temper the demon soul.

Floating to the window, You Mengchang turned around and said, "When you have no opponent in the lower realm, the whole world will be your opponent."

Putting down a thoughtless and inscrutable sentence, he disappeared into the room and went away in an instant. Zhang Wenfeng was a little surprised, then shook his head with a smile.

Facing Fang Bailan's slashing with a sword, he couldn't catch it no matter what.

Chapter 859 Rejection, secret letter

At twilight, the new wind was bitter and the snow was flying heavily.

In the tree house among the thick branches, it was as warm as spring. Under the dim light, Lian De was lying on the edge of the big wooden box with his buttocks pouted, tinkering with his increasingly rich collection and various treasures, with a smirk of satisfaction from the heart on his dark blue face .