Taoist chanting

Chapter 141 Betrayal

Returning the bamboo basket and the robes inside to Che Sheng who was on duty inside the city gate, they stood and chatted for a few words.

Returning to the Daolu branch, Zhang Wenfeng walked to the hall of the master, returned the sword to Fu Gujing, and left the straw hat as a witness.

The middle-aged man named Tian Anhe, whose drenched robes had already evaporated, sat on a chair stiffly, answering the questions of Dean Wu and Fu Gujing.

Yun Qiuhe stood aside, nodded slightly to Guanzhu Zhang, indicating that the warning signal had been issued.

After listening to a few words, Zhang Wenfeng didn't stay long. He returned to his small room, opened the door, and continued to write scriptures on the jade pillar. He felt a sense of urgency in his heart. The situation is unknown, he is very worried about the safety of the second senior brother in the Taoist temple, Yue Anyan and the others.

Through the battered straw hat, there was an invisible mark of witchcraft on the inside of his left wrist.

For the time being, he can't go back to the mountain, otherwise it will bring disaster to the Taoist temple.

He can only speed up the progress of making the formation pillars and spirit stone runes, and go back as soon as possible to complete the arrangement of the mountain gate formation.

Even if only the preliminary framework of the large formation is arranged, it is much more at ease.

Not long after lunch, Zhang Wenfeng heard noises coming from outside. Zhang Wenfeng listened attentively. It was the master of the county who had arrived. He hurriedly put down his brush, wiped the cinnabar ink on his fingers with a semi-dry towel, walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

It was Daoist Jiang Ting whom we met last time.

After seeing the ceremony, Wu Ganping will select the key points to describe what happened.

The information contained in Feige's communication paper is limited, so it can only report urgently, and cannot explain the matter in detail.

Jiang Ting listened with a serious face, cursing "demented" during the period, and after listening, he asked about the attack methods and spell characteristics of the two witch cultivators.

Nowadays, it is a long time since the dispute between Taoism and witches, and many classics have been shelved and are eating ashes.

He is very unfamiliar with Wu Xiu's abilities and methods.

While talking, Jiang Ting suddenly raised his head to look outside the house, and stretched out his hand.

A flash of yellow light landed in his hand, it was a folded yellow talisman.

Zhang Wenfeng knew that this was the "yellow talisman of communication" recorded in the classics. If he wanted to stimulate his cultivation to a gradual decline, the Yuan Qi consumed during the flight of the yellow talisman needed to be poured into the rune by the caster, which was a means of communication for monks. Feige messaging is much more advanced and extremely fast.

Jiang Ting looked at the yellow talisman in his hand for a moment, his face became extremely ugly.

"The two Daolu Branches in Qianyan County and Xiahe County suffered heavy losses in manpower. Among them, the Daolu Branch in Qianyan County, together with the head of the hospital, all four monks were martyred. All the belongings of the monks in the Zhen Pavilion and the accounting room were looted, and there were many casualties in the city! It is simply unscrupulous and reckless! Damn it!"

Several people in the house were shocked.

There were actually three gangs of Wuxiu and thieves going at the same time, and there was no time for Feige to send a message to remind them.

"I have to rush to Qianyan County now. Fellow Daoist Yun is here. Xiling City is safe and secure. The reinforcements from various sects and Taoist temples should arrive soon. Everyone, take care!"

As Jiang Ting said, he cupped his fists and flew out of the door, flying straight into the air.

After several people clasped their fists and sent them to the door, there was only one shadow left in Nanfang Yuankong. Jiang Ting had the badge of the county law enforcement envoy hanging on his waist, and the protective gossip array opened in the city had no effect on him.

Wu Ganping said: "The masters of the Zongmen will arrive in a while, everyone be careful, don't go out of the city for the time being, this group of thieves are extremely vicious, we are lucky to be safe and sound, by the way, old man, go and get Guanzhu Chen from the city's residence Please come, open a quiet room in the courtyard for him to recuperate, and when he is free, I will ask the masters of the sect to heal him."

Fu Gujing agreed and left in a hurry.

Wu Ganping glanced at Guanzhu Zhang and nodded slightly.

The name of the blessed general is well-deserved, and they all followed suit, otherwise the outcome would be unpredictable.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled back, if Zhong Wenyong in the bottle hadn't known the tricks of black witches, he would have been seriously injured today, even if Yun Qiuhe could get out of the customs in time and kill one or two, it would be difficult to recover the loss.

After saying a few more words, the three of them dispersed separately.

Wu Ganping thought about it and walked back to the hall, wrote a piece of paper and sent it away, asking the sect to organize and prepare some classics about witchcraft, and send them urgently.

Zhang Wenfeng returned to the hut, set out the carving knife, picked up the first jade pillar with dried cinnabar ink scriptures, and waited for the knife to carve according to the scriptures written on the jade pillar, suddenly he stopped and passed Yin asked: "Friend Zhong Daoist, please tell me, if I use cursive script to carve scriptures on the jade pillar, will it affect the operation of the mountain gate formation?"

After a long while, Zhong Wenyong replied: "Your idea is very bold. Maybe it's because of my shallow knowledge. I have never seen anyone use cursive to carve array pillars. No matter Confucianism or witches, they are all carved with authentic script."

Zhang Wenfeng put down the jade pillar, pondered for a while, and said via voice transmission: "You can't say that, the talisman and the formation have something in common, many large formations have runes engraved in seal, and the main body of the rune is evolved from the secret characters of the cursive seal technique. Furthermore, Taoism cultivates itself, Taoism cultivates inaction, and Taoism cultivates freedom in order to break through all kinds of restrictions and shackles. Is there anyone who stipulates that regular script must be used to carve scriptures on array pillars?
They are all a medium to communicate with heaven and earth, and they lead to the same goal by different routes. Should it have nothing to do with the form of scriptures? "

The more I talked, the more feasible it became. I stood up and paced around the room thinking about it.

"What you said... seems to make sense. I agree with you to try. Anyway, at most you will waste a batch of formation pillars and spirit stones. It's not a big deal. Your current wealth can afford to spend two more times."

Zhong Wenyong went from doubting to supporting, and there was only one spanking for a long time.

In the back, there is a bit of instigation.

Because every successful new attempt is a pioneering work. He only has a remnant soul left, so he has no way to try it. He especially wants to see with his own eyes whether Zhang Daoyou's method is feasible or not?

So a little bit of spiritual energy stone loss is insignificant.

Zhang Wenfeng thought for a while, then suddenly laughed, and said: "This method must work!"

His heart suddenly brightened.

It is no longer a matter of wasting or not, if this batch of spiritual energy stones were wasted, he would beat his chest with heartache.

Rather, he believes that Taoism does not have this rule, carving scriptures one by one, with neat strokes. He speculates that it is just a way for later generations to show piety, and they are followed by the rules and continued.

The scriptures are still the same scriptures, the way they are inscribed is different, but the meaning of the scriptures is still the same.

Couldn't it be recognized by the Taoist ancestor in the upper realm, and couldn't communicate with the aura of heaven and earth?

"Why is Guanzhu Zhang so happy?"

Yun Qiuhe passed by, walked in through the open door, and asked in surprise and curiosity.

In her impression, Zhang Guanzhu has always been cautious, never stepping beyond the rules, even his smile is carved out like a knife, so rigid that the old master rarely laughs like this.

Compared with Zhang Guanzhu, she is a Taoist crazy girl.

For this reason, she often introspects herself, wondering if she is not following the rules piously enough for her delay in breaking through?

He even wondered if the Daozu old god was deliberately sharpening her and making her suffer?
Of course, she would not tell her senior brother such nonsense, for fear of being scolded.

"Heh, I just figured out a truth, and I lost my mind for a moment, making Fellow Daoist Yun laugh."

Zhang Wenfeng was still holding a carving knife in his hand. Seeing Yun Qiuhe staring at him with curiosity in his eyes, he waited for him to explain the truth, so he said the reason he thought of just now, asked Yun Qiuhe for his thoughts, and finally said:
"Do you think this is the reason? If our Taoist cultivators are bound by the rules and regulations of the predecessors and have no independent opinions, how can we cultivate ourselves? So I think that carving scriptures on array pillars can be written in cursive script. Mistakes, whatever!"

Yun Qiuhe's eyes were so bright that they reflected light, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

She simply couldn't agree more with this novel idea.

"Yes, yes, no one stipulates that the scriptures on the pillars must be in authentic script, you must try! I support you!"

Two rebellious ideas hit it off.

Zhang Wenfeng grabbed the first jade pillar, raised the knife with his hand and lowered it, and carved directly on the jade stone with cinnabar ink scriptures, holding the knife like a pen, pouring Yuan Qi, carving jade stone like mud, powder dust fell to the ground under rain.

There are twists and turns in the way he uses calligraphy, and the meaning of the brush is involved, and he completes it in one go, and completes short scriptures with more than ten characters.

Without stopping, change to the second side and continue carving.

He recited the Taoist scriptures silently in his heart, and he was calm and self-sustaining. He focused more on the carving knife and jade in his hand, and freely played the artistic conception of seal cutting, as long as the scriptures on each jade column were complete.

What does it matter which side of the scriptures are engraved longer and which side of the scriptures are engraved shorter?
As long as it is a whole.

Yun Qiuhe looked at Zhang Guanzhu's swordsmanship like a god, and her brushwork was free, easy, straightforward and courageous, which greatly inspired her.

Some problems about formations, talismans, and refining medicine that bothered her in the past seemed to be no longer a problem, and she had another idea to solve it.

She pulled her legs and walked out the door. She wanted to try it while she had a fresh inspiration.

Taoist practice is inaction, and Taoist practice is free, in order to break all kinds of restrictions and shackles.

She can't stand without breaking, what is she afraid of!
He casually stopped a man passing by in the corridor, and ordered the man to watch the door for Mr. Zhang and not allow others to disturb him.

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(End of this chapter)