Taoist chanting

Chapter 178 Sitting Forgotten

Seeing that the viewer noticed it, Yue Anyan smiled and picked up the cuff with her right hand, revealing half of the straight mantis body holding the fabric, and explained with a smile: "This is a silver thread knife mantis. It snowed heavily a few days ago. I found it in the snow-covered grass by the pool."

The sawtoothed front claws of the triangular-headed mantis are displayed sideways, with a line of inconspicuous silver on the edge.

"I've never seen it before. I guess it flew in looking for spiritual energy, and found the formation eye along the way. I tried to use Yuan Qi and Chuqian contract method, but I didn't expect to subdue the little guy all at once. Later, I used the test The qi plate was tested for it, and it was a water knife beetle, so it was destined to be with me."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Fortunately, the young badger didn't find out, or it would become its snack."

"The donkey hadn't returned that morning, and the silver-threaded knife beetle was dead."

Yue Anyan put down his sleeves, covered the mantis, and said, "This little bug is not lacking in spirituality, but it hasn't fully awakened yet. It can only be regarded as a bug. I searched for books, and the silver thread knife mantis of the water line wants to break through completely. It needs to devour low-level water crystals, otherwise, it can only live for three years at most.

Today I asked Yun Qiuhe, and she said that she could help me get a small low-grade 'soft spar'. "

Zhang Wenfeng untied the black cloth bag, pretended to take out three streamer crystal sands from the storage space, put them on the coffee table in front of Yue Anyan, and said: "This is streamer crystal sand, the material for refining earthen magic tools. You can exchange water with her." Xingjingshi, how to change it is up to you. If you give her the spirit stone, she might not accept it."

Most of the Taoist cultivators do not lose, do not owe, and maintain a peaceful state of mind without stagnation.

A good relationship with the same sect is another matter.

Without being polite, Yue Anyan picked up three golden crystal sands and put them in his palms to admire.

The silver-threaded knife beetle poked its head out of the cuff, flew to her palm with a swish, got closer and fiddled with the crystal sand with its front paws a few times, then backed away, it was not what it needed.

Yue Anyan nodded the mantis on the head with his finger, and scolded with a smile: "You're still picking and choosing, it's not for you."

Putting away the crystal sand, he said, "Second Senior Brother is by the stream. The second floor of the Great Formation is close to the edge of the inner floor. A pond was dug to store water from the spiritual spring, so that the apprentices can carry water for use."

After talking about the past few days, when the bell rang outside, Yue Anyan got up and went out.

Zhang Wenfeng sat for a while, then returned to the top of the mountain, walked into the secret room of the West Hall, took out the Shoumin bottle and placed it at an arm's length to the east of where he was sitting, stared at the bottle with his eyes slightly lowered, and practiced meditation while adjusting his breath.

The spiritual consciousness is released and hovers in the bottle, which can not only sacrifice the spirituality of the peach wood sword, but also nourish the soul with the help of the bottle.

The good thing that kills two birds with one stone is the secret that the mountain god told him in a message after he left.

The blue light on his body flickered slightly, and the small dark red sword floated in the bottle, with traces of delicate wood grains looming.

Shouminping's black body has blue-black precious light, which occasionally flashes, as if responding to Zhang Wenfeng's practice.

The heart sinks to silence, without thinking or existence.

Before he knew it, Zhang Wenfeng sat upright and closed his eyes.

What he practiced was "Zuo Wang Qing Mu Huan Dan Shu". With the help of two wooden treasures, he inadvertently reached the harmony between the success method, himself, and the treasures, and entered the rare initial state of "Zu Wang".

During the lunch time, the master of the temple did not show up, so everyone didn't care much.

It is a common thing for Guanzhu to forget the time during practice, and most of them are used to it.

At dinner time, the temple master still didn't come out.

The second senior brother deliberately found the mountain, pushed open the hidden door of the west hall, and sensed the aura of the temple master in the quiet room, so he quietly withdrew without disturbing, and went down the mountain to inform the waiting people that the temple master was still practicing, so he reserved a meal In the pot it is.

On the fourth day of December, the temple master did not go out.

On the fifth day of the lunar new year, the second senior brother and Yue Anyan showed a trace of anxiety on their faces. The two took turns to guard the west hall, not to disturb the temple master who was suddenly unable to retreat, but also to keep an eye on the atmosphere in the quiet room.

They are worried that the viewer will have an accident.

Cultivators in the Transformation Qi Realm retreat for only two or three days, which is related to their cultivation state of mind, and accidents are prone to happen after a long time.

High-level monks often retreat for several years, or decades, that is another realm.

In the afternoon, Yun Qiuhe brought a soft spar. After hearing that Zhang Wenfeng had retreated for more than three days, she and Yue Anyan walked into the west hall, felt it for a moment, and shook their heads slightly, signaling to the two of them not to be impatient. , nothing will happen.

She has long stopped guessing Zhang Guanzhu who has impressed her many times.

What's the harm in retreating for a longer time?
The donkey, which was wandering around with a young badger under the steps, heard Yun Qiuhe's words and went down the mountain with a clatter. Since the temple master is fine, why is he worried?
On the sixth day of the lunar new year, Zhang Wenfeng, who had been sitting still for a long time, lost his brilliance and slowly opened his eyes.

Everything in the quiet room was clearly visible in the dark, and he frowned slightly, staring at the bottle that had returned to its normal form.

He felt like he had dozed off in the blink of an eye, but his cultivation base had increased a bit. The tree-like vital qi in his dantian was much thicker and clearer, surrounded by a blue light like a mist. He thought it should be more than a day?
The Sea of ​​Consciousness has been expanded more than twice, and the fourth line of golden seal script with a halo of light appeared on the ancient volume: "Therefore, if you have no desire, you can see its essence; if you have desire, you can see what it is."

He suspects that the mountain god did not tell him the truth, maybe it is not easy to keep the bottle?
He used the Shoumin bottle to practice many times before, but this was the first time he encountered such a thing of being submerged in a strange state without knowing it. It was a bit like the "sit and forget" recorded in the exercises, and he was not very sure.

According to the records in the exercises, sitting and forgetting requires a chance, the mind can be kept quiet, and the body is like a green tree without thoughts.

It is normal to sit for ten days, half a month or even several years.

He still can't figure it out yet, so he waved away his doubts and didn't make any more entanglements.

Touching the divine consciousness to the newly published scriptures in the sea of ​​consciousness, after a little comprehension, he got a new supernatural power of the "Blue Light Overshadowing Curse" that can protect himself, which is related to the green wood transformation technique he practiced. This supernatural power also comes with A unique effect that is able to "Still".

No matter how chaotic the situation is, the mind can be as calm as water.

He was thinking that it would be very rare if he "stilled" for a longer period of time.

You can only find out after trying it later. Take the bottle in your hand and examine it carefully for a while. Except for the closer connection with the mahogany sword, there is no other change. Hi, playing tricks.

With a wave of his hand, a peach-red cold glow swam in the air.

He controlled the flying sword with his spiritual sense, and it felt like he was using his arms and fingers, and he became more and more comfortable.

The flying sword was fast and sometimes slow in the air, circling back and forth several times without a sound, before he was satisfied and put the flying sword back into the bottle for storage.

Put away the bottle and float up.

He sensed someone outside, and stepped forward to open the door of the quiet room.

The second senior brother put down the book, stood up and looked up and down, and said with a smile, "Monastery master, you can count it out. If you don't come out for four days and four nights, we will be in a hurry... Hehe, Daoist Yun even made a bet with Junior Sister Yue that you Definitely going out."

Zhang Wenfeng asked with a smile: "What does she use for gambling?"

"A soft spar, if you say you don't leave the customs before dark today, she will lose."

"Then I'll go in and sit for a while, and earn her a soft spar."

Zhang Wenfeng jokingly glanced at the sand pot in the corner, he took a nap in the quiet room, unexpectedly in the past four days, he somewhat believed that he had entered a rare state of "sitting and forgetting", walked out the door, the sun was just outside, and it was already past noon.

The donkey, which was turning around like a mill in the wheat drying field, ran over with a clatter, but opened its mouth, making the viewer dumbfounded.

"My lord, I'm done drinking. Give me some copper coins. I'm going to the town to buy wine. The old cripple is too shameful. He only allows me to drink a small bowl every day, saying that my drinking is a waste. Be stingy. Don't be frank. How could I worship that old guy before?"

Rambling and complaining.

Zhang Wenfeng, who walked down the steps, slapped the donkey on the buttocks.

"Ba" woke up the baby badger who was sleeping soundly in the basket, and poked his head out to have a look. Seeing that it was the priest, the baby badger stretched his neck to let the priest touch the flat top door, retracted the basket and continued to sleep.

Zhang Wenfeng checked the young badger's cultivation. He had already advanced to the middle stage of the first rank. His breath was very steady. He was relieved. He put a handful of copper coins in the basket on the right side of the fruit, and told him, "Don't let anyone fool you. Don't just think about it all day long." drink and spend more time practicing."

The donkey spread its four hooves and disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head, and forgot to ask the donkey, the foodie, the little badger has advanced, what unique skills have he added?
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(End of this chapter)