Taoist chanting

For good words and paintings, just appreciate your own understanding with your heart, and don't comment easily.

So as not to affect the perception of others, it is not beautiful.

Yue Anyan looked at the large painting with smooth ink and wash, and felt a little bit reluctant, and just wanted to ask for it.

Seeing this, Yun Qiuhe hurriedly said: "Let me put this painting here. When Guanzhu Zhang becomes interested, he can continue painting. Let's observe together. Sister Yue, you will come here often in the future."

He even shook Yue Anyan's arm, quite fawning.

For the painting she likes, she plays tricks again, playing tricks that can be seen through at a glance.

Yue Anyan smiled, stopped arguing with Yun Qiuhe, and followed the three in front out the door.

It was already dark outside, and the time passed so quickly while looking at the painting.

After the banquet, it was late at night.

Zhang and Yue insisted on going back to the Taoist temple, bid farewell to the crowd, went to the gate of the city and showed the badge of the Daolu Branch to the guards, jumped down from the top of the city, and disappeared into the vast night.

Side by side on the quiet and uninhabited official road, they flew for a long time.

Yue Anyan broke the silence, tilted his head and said, "I heard from Yun Qiuhe, the Master, your formation skills are better than hers?"

"I can only memorize a slightly advanced gossip formation by rote. I don't know much about the basics of the formation. You can learn with Yun Qiuhe, and it's easy to get started."

Zhang Wenfeng knew that the senior sister would ask, so he explained.

He kept his promise and would not reveal the existence of the Mountain God.

The donkey knew it didn't matter, that guy had no sectarian views, and just followed his position.

Yue Anyan understands, the master understands too deeply, she can't learn it, and said with a smile: "The protective formation of the Taoist temple, the master, you have to worry about it, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it in a short time, the formation is too time-consuming, it needs There are too many things to grasp.”

Zhang Wenfeng smiled, "Okay, I'll make overall arrangements and try to complete the formation before mid-October. You learn the basics of the formation first, and then you can set up the mountain protection formation with me."

"Okay, I'm concentrating on studying the basics of formation these days, trying to understand as many problems as possible."

Yue Anyan immediately felt relaxed.

If it wasn't always an unbearable burden for her to keep in mind, it would almost affect her mood.

The two turned to exchange and discuss their experience in practice.

On the road of cultivating immortals, it is long and lonely, and it is necessary to have confidant comrades to promote each other and forge ahead.

Returning to Xianling Mountain, it was almost five o'clock when the black donkey turned out of the darkness with a lively young badger on its back, grinned to welcome the Lord's late return, greeted him, rubbed Yue Anyan's arm, and wandered into the darkness walk in.

The mountain was clean, and the old lame man and the dark boy rested early.

The second senior brother was still copying the books in the main hall, and by the way, waiting for the two to return, the door was ajar, and there was an orange light spilling out.

The two first went to the pool outside the kitchen to scoop up water to wash their hands, and then went to the main hall to offer incense.

The three sat down and chatted for a while, then dispersed.

Zhang Wenfeng went back to the quiet room in the west hall, held a candle for introspection, and sorted out his daily income.

Today, the inspiration burst out to draw a picture, touched the virtual volume of the sea of ​​consciousness, and obtained a new supernatural power.

It was confirmed that what he had in mind was not only killing evil spirits and superseding ghosts, accumulating merits, and being able to complete the scriptures in the virtual book, but also other feelings and understandings, which made him have different choices.

The "bell ringing curse" is a method to deter and restrain ghosts, and it has a great relationship with reciting the "Taishangdongxuan Lingbao Tianzun Said the Wonderful Sutra of Rescuing Suffering and Exorcising Sins" with special rhymes pointed out by Bai Wuchang.

The "Intertwining Curse" corresponds to the green wood winding technique he practiced, which is more complex, powerful and easy to use.

It's a pity that it takes several days to recover slowly after using it once, and there are restrictions on casting spells.

It is also related to the "curse source" he chose.

He used beans as the source of the curse, cast spells to entangle the moon-watching eel monster, and the first-order consummated monster broke free in one or two breaths.

If he could find a vine-like spiritual plant seed, it should be able to solve his problem?

Get the most out of his Interlocking spell.

In addition, you can consider using the Aoki Entangling Technique you have learned to improve and improve the compound spell with reference to the Intertwined Root Curse. This is not urgent, it will take time to slowly understand.

The "Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns Curse" he newly realized, after pondering the scriptures, he has already concluded that it is related to his green wood thorn spell.

A single green wood thorn is not very powerful, but hundreds of thousands of green wood thorns are shot together, and the scene is quite spectacular.

The ants killed the elephants, so he was still looking forward to it.

If he added his newly-acquired law-enforcing guard wrist, and mixed it with the "Wooden Punishing Evil Thorn", it would be enough to drink a pot even if it was a bandit with a higher level of cultivation.

There are many means of attacking spells, and the application of tactics is flexible, so you can protect yourself no matter what happens.

Thinking of his pride, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhang Wenfeng immediately realized that it was caused by inner demons, so he quickly suppressed his floating thoughts and sat upright to recite scriptures silently.

Tell yourself not to forget yourself when you are proud. Fighting and killing are not the goal, but just the means of self-sharpening the Taoist cultivator, and you can't get lost in the bloodlust and tyranny.

Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun! .

Chapter 133 Someone broke through and someone invited a drink

In the stillness of the night, Zhang Wenfeng sat cross-legged and guarded his heart with the Wuyou Jue, and recited the "Tai Shang Shuo Chang Qing Jing Sutra" repeatedly for about an hour.

Use the scriptures to cleanse the dust, achieve extreme tranquility, and let the whole body be transparent before exhaling a long breath.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current without any slack. Don't be eager for quick success and quick benefits, and don't be greedy for perfection.

He almost suffered a loss and gave birth to a demon, and secretly warned that he needs to strengthen chanting in the future, and wipe his mind with self-examination every day.

Standing up, the candles in the quiet room had long been burned out, and it was pitch black.

He paced around in the dark for a while, remembering the "Mu Lei Method", and asked via voice transmission: "Your Daoist Zhong, it's so late, so you're not bothering me, right?"

There is no yellow talisman pasted on the mouth of the bottle, and there is no simple Yuan Qi restriction.

Zhong Wenyong turned into the former mountain god, swallowing clouds and mist in the bottle, very happy, after suffering for more than 500 years, finally there is hope after suffering.

"Don't bother, Zhang Daoyou has something to do, please just say it!"

Turned into a finger-sized mountain god, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he absorbs the power of the incense and will not be disturbed.

He guessed what Zhang Daoyou wanted to ask, and he was still waiting.

"I don't know, Fellow Daoist Zhong, do you have the method to cultivate Mulei?"

Zhang Wenfeng knew it well, the God of the Mountain deliberately gave him a burden of "Yuqing Jiamu Shocking Thunder Talisman", in order to make him owe him more favors, so he was not polite, the so-called one thing does not bother the two masters.

Instead of making meritorious deeds and going to the Daolu Academy to ask for the reward of the Mulei Law, it would be more enjoyable to speak to Zhongshan God.

Big deal, when the remnant soul of Chaodu Mountain God enters the Nether Realm, read the scriptures a few more times for blessing.

He has relaxed his mind, as long as he doesn't violate the bottom line.

"Back then, I got a remnant of Taoism's "Qingxiao Jumu Leishu". The first part is still complete. I copied it on the paper. Zhang Daoyou, you can try to practice. In the future, you may be able to find the complete chapter and complete the exercises."

The words were clear, Zhong Wenyong didn't pretend to be reserved, and a roll of rice paper flew out of the bottle.

The paper roll changed from a small needlepoint to a large ruler, which was the method of the mountain god.

Zhang Wenfeng took out the scroll from the black cloth bag, and wondered to himself what method Zhong Wenyong used to hide so many items on his body?He doesn't believe that Zhong Wenyong, as a Wuxiu Mountain God, can memorize so many Taoist things?

Of course he won't pry into other people's secrets.

There is no need to say thank you to Zhong Wenyong, just keep it in mind.

Walk out of the quiet room, light the candles and unroll the scroll, there are three pages, the front and back sides are filled with pictures and texts.

After reading it once, he dripped water on the inkstone to grind it, and wrote down the remaining chapters at his desk.

The front part of "Qingxiao Gathering Wood Thunder Book" is complete, and when he learns the fur of the wood thunder method, he can draw thunder symbols.

On the 27th.

After finishing the morning class, I had breakfast.

Zhang Wenfeng, his second senior brother and Yue Anyan drank tea leisurely in the West Hall.

Let's talk about the family stories of the Taoist parents, and exchange the experience of the second senior brother's assessment of apprentices outside these days.

"Yesterday at noon, I went to Qianling Village. When I passed by Canghe Town, I met Layman Wei Xingde. We stood and chatted for a while on the side of the road. He said that since the last time their family was having trouble with spirits, some people in the village had opinions on their family, and the problem was still there. Not too big.

Later, it was spread for some reason that the two spirits who were driven away from their family went to Nihu Village and killed half of the men and women in the village, killing more than 200 people.

He also said that the government only killed one of the spirits in Banni Lake, and the other will come back sooner or later.

Now their family is restless, the children dare not go out, the women in the village point at each other every day, and every night, someone throws manure into their yard, no matter how they explain it, it is useless.

He wanted to ask me to ask, our Taoist temple has recruited so many apprentices, do we need manpower to do the work?He wants to move his family and doesn't plan to return to the village for at least ten years. "

Zhang Wenfeng and Yue Anyan looked at each other, they had known each other in that family, so they had a good impression.

At present, the dark boy Wei Jingjie is still staying on the mountain, helping the lame uncle to work. The lame uncle likes his hard work. During the day, the lame uncle is teaching Wei Jingjie how to practice standing with a wooden spear.

"Success, he is an outsider believer, and the mountain is also in need of people to cook, grow vegetables, and cultivate. Last time, I asked Uncle Lame to find a few people to work here for a long time. Uncle Lame said that hardworking people are hard to find. He also In comparison, second senior brother, you talk to Uncle Lame, and then talk to Wei Xingde, the salary is generous, and the rules should be clarified first.

They couldn't live in the short mountain yard, they had to build another house by the east forest.

From now on, our Taoists will have a lot of people and things to do. We will do errands nearby, find nearby farmers to plant and harvest, settle the amount and bargain, etc. All these chores will need specialized personnel.This manpower is well chosen, which can save us a lot of things. "

Zhang Wenfeng agreed.

Although the apprentices recruited by the Taoist temple also go to the fields to work, it is for sharpening and training, but the main job is still practice.

The second senior brother agreed, and then chatted about other things. After the pot of tea was finished, the three of them dispersed.

Zhang Wenfeng put on a bamboo hat, called the donkey up the mountain, and put it on a saddle. The young badger fell asleep in a bamboo basket lined with withered grass. The bamboo basket was hung on the donkey's back.

Say hello to the lame uncle who is instructing the dark boy to shoot a gun in the wheat drying field: "Uncle lame, I'm going to the city, so you don't need to leave me a meal at noon or evening."

"Success, go get busy with business."

The old cripple held the iron rod and carefully taught and corrected the young man's movement of piercing the gun. The requirements were very strict.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the sweaty, dark boy. He also learned how to use the middle-level spear from the lame uncle. Later, his master interfered, so he didn't spend time practicing. He still remembered the gun moves, especially the fierce and abrupt "returning carbine gun". Very profound.

After going down the mountain, he rode a donkey on the official road.

Answer all kinds of weird questions from donkeys and unusual people, and you will be in the city before you know it.

First, I went to the blacksmith's shop, picked up some carving tools he ordered yesterday, came to the Daolu branch, and went to say hello to the owner. At this time, the owner was also busy, just in time to test the donkey and the young badger.

Not wanting to be known, he led the donkey into the empty room next door.

After the test was completed, Wu Ganping handed over four files, and Zhang Wenfeng filled them out one by one, and received two "first-order spirit beast tokens", black iron in color, with information such as the type, characteristics, and owner of the spirit beast engraved on the back.

Wu Ganping had engraved the sign long ago, blessed it with a little breath, and just waited for him to come to pick it up.

I read in the library in the morning, returned to the office after lunch, and spread paper and pen on the desk.

After careful consideration, he decided to choose the Taoist classic "Taishang Tongxuan Sifang Miaojing", which has been circulated in the world, and carve it on the eight sides of the jade pillar as the foundation of the formation, instead of daring to present the never-before-appeared "Tao Te Ching" in writing. .

Occasionally chanting scriptures in the language of the previous life is regarded as a secret dialect, and even if others listen to it, they will not follow the truth.

If an eloquent and magnificent work of thousands of words appears on the jade pillar, no matter if it uses the Chinese characters of the previous life or the Da'an characters, it will cause trouble if it is seen by others, so don't ask for trouble.

Spreading out the scriptures, Zhang Guanzhu held the Daishi in his hand, and used a wooden ruler to draw a line on the rice paper according to the size of the jade column.

He has to sort out the scriptures that will be used on all eight sides of the 64 pillars. Each pillar must maintain the integrity of the scriptures. Every eight pillars is a group, which is also a whole.

This is a meticulous and tedious job that requires energy and effort to prepare in advance.

I was busy until it was very dark, missed dinner, and led the donkey to sell some cooked food in the street shop to deal with it.

It's not too late, use the token to leave the city through the side door.

The donkey rushed back to the Taoist temple without stopping, just in time for the evening class to start.

For the next few days, Zhang Wenfeng didn't ride a donkey anymore, he left early and returned late, commuting between the county town and the Taoist temple.

In the morning, I read the classics in the library, in the afternoon I sorted out and transcribed the scriptures, in the evening I recited the scriptures and introspected. I have a little free time to figure out the wooden thunder technique and the collection of copper coins. Please ask Che Sheng for help.

The days are busy and fulfilling.

Sooner or later, the homework is not accepted, otherwise it will be the end of the book.

In the blink of an eye, at the end of the month, Zhang Wenfeng finally copied and sorted out all the scriptures to be carved on the jade pillars. A thick stack of rice paper and a basket of copper coins that Che Sheng helped him collect for more than a century have already been offered on the altar of the Taoist temple.

After tidying up, rubbing my sore fingers, I opened the door and went out.

Seeing Fu Gujing, who was full of joy, walking towards him, he clasped his fists and said with a smile from a long distance away: