Taoist chanting

Chapter 142

After the 64 jade pillars were carved, the sky was gloomy and not completely dark.

Zhang Wenfeng's front breasts, two sleeves, and shoes were covered with a thick layer of white jade powder, even his hair and face were covered with gray, and the black cloth bag around his waist turned into a flowered cloth bag.

After finishing things in one go, he didn't feel tired and tired, but felt extremely refreshed.

All the jade pillars have not been modified or damaged, and there is no redundant mistake, which is due to his concentration.

Also, his credit for transcribing and sorting out the scriptures in the past few days cannot be denied.

He put down the carving knife, slapped the powder on his body several times, wiped off the scabbard, and cleaned up the room.

Seeing a man standing straight outside guarding him, after asking a few words, he realized that it was Yun Qiuhe who guarded the door for the person he called, thanked him, and asked the man to clean up the garbage with a dustpan, and then he could go.

I went to the well to fetch water and wash it. My face and hands were clean, and my clothes were dirty white and gray.

Seeing the brightly lit hall of the headmaster and many people talking, they guessed that the masters sent by the two sects had come.

It was inconvenient for him to meet face to face in such a state, so he went back to the house and put down the basin, went straight to the dining hall to eat, and when he came back, it was dark, so he closed the door and sat quietly for a rest.

After half an hour, candles and oil lamps were lit in the dark.

Pile one hundred and fifty aura stones on a clean desk, and make an inkstone cinnabar ink.

He recited the scriptures silently in his mouth, dipped a talisman pen in red ink after three times, held a small aura stone with the three fingers of his left hand, and by candlelight, used the tip of the talisman pen to trace between the square inches, as fine as possible. capable.

Two days ago, he took the time to practice the pros and cons of the wood-line gossip runes on paper to become proficient.

This kind of rune is not complicated, the difficulty is mainly in controlling the pen, the aura stone is not big, and it is quite a bit delicate like a dojo in a snail shell, and this is what Zhang Wenfeng is good at, he has almost fine-grained control over the strokes.

Yuan Qi flows from the tip of the pen, without rush or delay, leaving spider silk runes, and a little Yuan Qi penetrates deep inside to communicate spiritual energy.

It was a very focused and delicate job, and he could bear it.

The candles were changed several times, and the lights were not turned off until the sound of clappers sounded in the middle of the night.

Early the next morning, after Zhang Wenfeng washed his hands, he finished his morning class in his room and went out for a while.

In the early morning mist, the street obviously felt a little less lively and a little more dull.

Everyone whispered to each other in low voices, seeing the dirty Taoist robe approaching Guanzhu, they all hurriedly stopped discussing, for fear of causing trouble.

After breakfast on the street, Zhang Wenfeng went to the tailor shop, bought blue Taoist robes, shoes, belts, black cloth bags and other items, and returned to change the inside and outside, and then went to the hall of Master Wu to say hello.

Fu and Yun were also there, and the three drank tea in silence.

The masters sent by the two sects went out to search and patrol last night but did not come back.

"Guanzhu Zhang, have you finished carving your pillars?"

When Yun Qiuhe saw Zhang Wenfeng's appearance, it was like seeing a relative. She wondered what the formation would look like with the pillars carved with cursive scriptures.
Whether it will be successful or not, she is not sure, she can only know the result of the experiment by witnessing it with her own eyes, so she put down the teacup and rushed to ask.

Zhang Wenfeng first greeted Wu and Fu, and smiled at Yun Qiuhe: "The engraving is finished, I'm going to go back to the mountain to set up the formation today, and I'm here to tell the master a lie!"

He is a free law enforcement guard, and it is polite to say that he is on leave.

But now the situation is special, he has to say hello to the headmaster and tell him where he is going.

Yun Qiuhe stood up and hurriedly said, "I'll go with you."

Fu Gujing seemed to be choking on the tea, and coughed a few times, hey, my silly junior sister is gradually becoming a master of the realm, and her cultivation base is not careful, and Brother Zhang is pinching her to death.

He didn't need to know the cause and effect, but he could guess that Brother Zhang had concocted something that his junior sister was interested in, and wanted to kidnap a free master to be a bodyguard.

Otherwise, the head of the hospital would not agree to Brother Zhang going out of the city.

He's so pissed.

Wu Ganping laughed and said, "Is one day enough?"

Brother Zhang would never play tricks on his own people, it was urgent, he wanted to go back to the mountain to visit his senior brothers and sisters.

Arranging formations and the like is just an excuse, and it may not be enough for a few days. It is extremely complicated to calculate the celestial stems and earthly branches, measure the astronomical phase, observe the time, etc., and adapt to the situation.

"Thank you for your understanding!"

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from the two of them, Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists at Fu Gujing as a signal, and instead of sitting down to drink tea, he said to Yun Qiuhe, "Aren't you going back to the sect today?" He made a gesture of invitation.

The two went out.

"Don't worry, you can come back tomorrow."

Yun Qiuhe walked out of the door, and turned back to wink: "You guys, think too much, I just like to run with Master Zhang! Haha." Now that she has advanced in cultivation, she has changed from a girl to a sure-fire master, and the two don't care about her. Living.

Fu Gujing shook her head angrily: "A crazy girl! She doesn't look like a master."

Director Wu smiled and said, "It's good to do it rashly, I think!"

When he came to the small room, Yun Qiuhe admired the bundled pillars, the facets were filled with red ink, and the handwriting was chic and elegant, which contrasted with the wiped white jade, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Your scriptures are carved in a unique style. I wonder if the array you have arranged will have any magical effect?"

"I just hope that the formation can be successfully deployed and activated."

Zhang Wenfeng shook open four oilcloth bags, bagged them quickly with his hands and feet, a bundle of eight pillars, two bundles stuffed into a bag, and a rope tied on the outside of the bag for easy carrying, two bags for one person, with Zhong Shanshen helping him to calculate the hexagram points, there is nothing wrong The truth is that he is self-effacing.

Yun Qiuhe carried two bags, walked out the door first, and said, "It's definitely fine."

She is more confident than Zhang Wenfeng.

Last time in Xiahe Village, in order to save her and Chen Qingqiao who fell into the water formation, Guanzhu Zhang hastily arranged a Zhenlong Wood Walking Eight Diagrams formation in a short time. With that talent, decades of old practitioners who have invaded the formation can't do it. Compare.

"Cheng Jiyan! If the array is set up, I will ask Senior Sister Yue to teach you the secret recipe of water preparation for protective charcoal painting."

"Really? Thank you very much!"

Yun Qiuhe was overjoyed, how could she refuse this offer, it was exactly what she wanted.

The two left the city from the cold west gate, ran along the official road where few people walked, and arrived at the foot of Xianling Mountain in a quarter of an hour.

The black donkey ran out of the forest with the young badger on its back, and sang a welcome song at the top of its lungs, out of breath with joy, the second senior brother came running from the other side, and shouted from a long distance: "The Lord is back! It's here... Fellow Daoist Yun is also here."

Wei Xingde, the dark boy, and the old cripple walked out of the forest in the east. They had already laid the foundation and built the wall. They had invited several masons to help, but none of them came today.

After saying hello, Yue Anyan floated down from the mountain.

"I heard that there was a demon riot in the city yesterday, and many people died?"

The old cripple saw Si Yatou dragging the girl from the city to talk, so he approached and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that several people were concerned and showed a little nervousness. The secret news spread really fast, so he picked and picked and said, and at the end of the day, he told everyone not to panic, there are experts hunting down the thieves who caused trouble.

"Second senior brother, you will help me set up the big formation at the mountain gate. With the protection of the formation, I won't be afraid of Xiao Xiao's thieves attacking."

"Although the temple master assigns it, I will do it with hard work."

After hearing part of the truth, seeing that the temple master came back to set up the formation, the old cripple hurriedly said: "You are busy, you are busy, we are going to build the wall, and we will not disturb your business."

Several people walked to the east, and the master returned to the mountain, and everyone had a backbone.

Zhang Wenfeng and the second senior brother each carried two bags of formation pillars, and followed the donkey to the edge of the Lingquan pool.

"She won't come here?"

The second senior brother was like a preoccupied housekeeper, put down the bag lightly, and asked via voice transmission.

"No, she's only taking care of it outside, and won't spy on the core layout of our large formation."

Guanzhu Zhang reassured the second senior brother, and then asked the senior brother to go to the mountain to invite the basket of copper coins that was offered in the hall, and to bring the shovel and other tools.

With Lingquan as the center, Zhang Wenfeng stepped on his feet and walked around.

From time to time, he dug a small hole in the ground with his sword and drew a cross sign. Zhong Wenyong corrected the positions of some hexagram points according to the time of day.

Zhang Wenfeng pondered the formation map for a long time, and analyzed and compared it with the position of Zhong Wenyong's changes.

"I'll teach you a stupid method. You first remember the fixed array, and after positioning, start from the first yang point, and you go to the next yin point, and then close your eyes and feel carefully. Use your 'pure heart' to understand Compare the differences within the three nearby steps, up, down, left, right, front, back, and back, and compare them repeatedly, remembering the subtle aura.

Then by analogy, find out one by one, there are few changes beyond three steps, but remember that the first position cannot be wrong. "

Zhong Wenyong taught a stupid method that does not require complex calculations, but memorizes by rote and then relies on feeling.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled.

This stupid method is good, it is very suitable for a busy person like him who has no time.

In terms of perception, he is still quite confident.

Those who are good at painting must feel good.

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(End of this chapter)