Taoist chanting

Chapter 13
Picking up a mountain road with few people, Zhang Wenfeng used his light work to hurry on the road.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he went around the west gate of Xiling County.

After showing the ultimatum to the gatekeepers and successfully entering the city, he first looked for an old-fashioned soup cake shop.

He sat down and ordered a large bowl of hot, red and oily soup cakes (noodles) covered with one or two thinly shaved meat in a sauce, filling his stomach lacking in oil and water, and costing him ten coins.

After resting for a while, Zhang Wenfeng got up and held the bamboo hat with his left hand, lowered the eaves, and walked through the crowded and bustling streets.

The bustling city life atmosphere seems to have little to do with him.

Being in it, it seems that it is very far away, like a passerby, not disturbed by the excitement of others, and immersed in the invisible self.

Zhang Wenfeng was a little strange about his state. Could it be that he was influenced by the state of mind of Huaqi cultivating the Dao?

When the matter is settled, I will go back to the secret room and flip through the book.

No one gave any pointers, but fortunately, there are books left by the master to refer to.

When I came to the gate of the Daolu Branch of Xiling County, which was half a street from the county government, there were no tall stone sculptures, no servants guarding the gate, the noble vermilion gate was open, and it was quiet and quiet, and the beggars did not dare to stop when they passed by.

He had been here with his master many times before, and he was no stranger to it.

He took off the hat he was wearing and tied it to his back with a blue cable, adjusted his turban and robe, and lifted his left foot over the foot-high threshold.

Going around the wall from the left, there is an open field with bluestone paving in front of it. The middle of the field is inlaid with black and white stones to form a huge Tai Chi gossip pattern. I heard from the master that it is a guardian formation handed down more than [-] years ago.

Going to the corridor on the left, most of the rooms on the side of the courtyard wall are closed.

In the open room, there were three or two people talking and drinking tea, while others were copying it by themselves. They ignored Zhang Wenfeng, who was dressed as a Taoist priest, and went their separate ways.

Zhang Wenfeng walked all the way to the innermost, and turned right in the third room of the corridor, where two people were sitting and chatting.

Knocking on the open red lacquered wooden door, Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists: "Blessed and immeasurable Tianzun. I disturb the two Dao brothers, may I ask if the Master Yan is here?"

He remembered that this not-so-small house was the hall where the Master Yan handled official business.

Master Yan had a good relationship with his master, and liked to talk about metaphysics, and he visited many times with him.

The man on the left in front of the coffee table in the room looked about thirty years old, with a square face, a green satin robe, and a pure Yang towel.

The man on the right is wearing a blue Taoist robe embroidered with silver, about 27 or [-] years old, wearing a crescent crown on his head, with a fair face and a good-looking appearance, with a short beard on his chin.

"The Taoist ancestor is merciful. Master Yan was transferred to the county town a few days ago and has another appointment. I don't know you, but I have something to do? I am Wu Ganping, the new head of the branch. This is the new patrolling and law enforcement guard Fu Gujing Daoist friend."

The etiquette is thoughtful, and the people on the side are introduced.

The man named Wu Ganping calmly looked at the young Taoist priest outside the door.

As I got closer, I could vaguely sense the faint fluctuations of Yuan Qi on the other side. This place is not bad. Not long after I took office, I found a fellow in the Transformation Realm.

"Negative. Zhang Wenfeng, a Taoist priest of Xianlingguan under the jurisdiction of Xiling County, has met Master Wu and fellow Daoist Fu."

Zhang Wenfeng greeted the two of them again, took out his ultimatum from his sleeve, and handed it to Wu Ganping in both hands.

In addition to bowing down to the Taoist ancestors and masters, Taoist practitioners will hold fists to those with high positions and profound cultivation to show that all living beings are equal.

However, Taoists are very particular about receiving people and things, going out and dressing, speaking, sitting and lying down.

It is for self-cultivation.

Zhang Wenfeng was nurtured in his previous life since he was a child, and he was very adaptable, and he found that, no matter in the previous life or in this life, most Taoist priests were clean-looking, high-spirited, and very good-looking.

Of course, there are also Taoist priests who look like a butcher with a full face. They cannot judge people by their appearance, but there are very few.

The fat-headed, big-eared and prosperous people are mostly monks.

He could slightly sense the unusual aura of the two people five steps away, which was roughly similar to the Yuan Qi in his body. The spiritual eye technique could look at the breath, but he couldn't use it rashly on his colleagues. It was very impolite and an offense.

Master Xuanmu explained some basic rules of the cultivation world in the booklet, and he naturally followed them and would not use spells indiscriminately.

It shouldn't be long before the tide of spiritual energy in the dark path rises. Someone walked in front so quickly?
So much better, he came right this time.

Wearing a blue Taoist robe, Wu Ganping received the certificate with both hands, flipped through it, and found that the date of birth was marked on the certificate. After a silent calculation, this person was only 22 years old, so young and promising, he handed the certificate back to Zhang Wenfeng.

There are many large and small Taoist temples registered in the county. He is new here, and he has never heard of Xianling Temple, but he will not neglect the young Taoist priest who has already transformed himself. Serve tea, let's talk."

Zhang Wenfeng accepted the ultimatum, said politely, followed the two of them into the hall, and took a seat at the coffee table.

Fu Gujing cleaned the black copper teapot, refilled the tea leaves, scooped water from the wooden barrel with a long-handled black-brown wooden spoon with a small bowl, poured clear spring water into the teapot, and added charcoal to the stove to cook the tea.

Wu Ganping chatted with the guests and talked about general metaphysical opinions. After drinking the first cup of boiled tea, he asked the business: "I don't know if Zhang Daoyou is here today. What matters need the help of Daolu Branch?"

He has been observing the young colleague who came to the door.

The other party's demeanor is calm, his words and deeds are in harmony, and the rules and literacy revealed by his words and deeds make him feel good.

Zhang Wenfeng put down the teacup, sat up straight, and said, "I came here today, one is to assess my cultivation, and to seek a status as a loose person in the Daolu Academy; the other is to report a case of a thief using sorcery to harm others."

He was referring to the Daolu Academy, not the Daolu Branch of Xiling County, which is quite different.

After the cultivation of the acquired realm breaks through to the Qi Qi, one can go to the Daolu Branch for examination and registration, obtain the corresponding unspecified status, and obtain the benefits that match the status.

But over the years, never heard of anyone breaking through?

Occasionally someone breaks through to the innate realm, that is to embark on another path.

"Oh!"

Wu Ganping naturally guessed that the other party came here to assess his cultivation and obtain the corresponding identity.

But the second thing was somewhat unexpected. He exchanged glances with Fu Gujing, who did not speak, and each showed a smile. This colleague gave them credit.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Zhang, please test your cultivation first."

Wu Ganping did not rush to ask about the case he was most concerned about, he stood up and asked Zhang Wenfeng to follow him to the opposite desk.

Open the cabinet behind the desk, take out a silver Dharma plate, the smooth disc is engraved with dark golden gossip and a circle of complex runes, Wu Ganping stretched out his hand and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you only need to place your palm flat in the middle of the Qi-measuring plate. Calm your mind, and practice the exercises silently.”

Zhang Wenfeng put his left hand up and followed suit.

The Yuan Qi that he lost has been nearly two hours in the past. After running the exercises from time to time, plus his own recovery, he has recovered [-]% to [-]%. This is also because the Yuan Qi in his body is thin, and it is easy to recover.

Soon, a layer of light blue brilliance appeared on the surface of the silver disc, and the flickering gradually deepened.

After reaching a certain interval, the light blue light vibrated and barely stabilized.

Wu Ganping smiled and said, "That's alright. Congratulations to Daoyou Zhang for being promoted to the Qi Realm. From now on, we will be on the same path. Please help each other on the way of cultivation!"

The Qi test plate can test the attributes of Yuan Qi, the innate Qi of a martial artist, and the aura of Confucianism.

Fu Gujing also smiled and said hi, seeing that this fellow Daoist Zhang had just entered Huaqi, so he came to the Daolu Branch.

The Yuan Qi displayed by the Qi measuring plate is not pure and steady, and it is very weak.

But there is one thing that makes him optimistic. This person has a pure wooden physique. In the future, he can develop non-combat auxiliary alchemy and healing techniques, and his talent should not be bad.

Of course, alchemy and alchemy will burn a lot of money before they can achieve success, and they still need someone to give guidance.

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(End of this chapter)