Taoist chanting

Chapter 207 Inadvertent touch (thanks to the elder blessing of "Mr. Lywood")
Spring is warm and cold.

There was a misty rain in the sky, and Zhang Wenfeng received the two Taoist priests, Dengtianlou and Xuanyunguan, who came from afar. Yun Qiuhe was with him. After burning incense in the main hall, please go to the west hall to serve tea and chat for less than half an hour. On that day, the two priests, Niu and Jian, bid farewell and returned.

This time, the two sects used the name of sending spirits to plant fruit trees to formally contact and deal with Xianling Temple.

Sending the two away, Zhang Wenfeng and Yun Qiuhe laughed and came to Qingzheng Bieyuan. The second senior brother had already moved the two Ling Zhi trees they had sent to Wangxia Ridge where Yue Anyan's small bamboo house was located.

The hill at Zhulou Water Pool was named Xitan Ridge, and the southern slope was reclaimed by apprentices to plant other crops.

Entering the tea room, before sitting down, Yun Qiuhe took out three elixir bottles from his cuffs, put them on the tea table, and said, "Guanzhu Zhang, please count the elixirs first. Our friends are friends, and business is business. At the end of the next transaction, I always feel a little hot when the pill is placed here."

In the morning, Daoist Jian arrived at the Daolu branch in the county seat, and what he handed her was a restricted box.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and stretched out his hand to signal for him to sit down. He picked up three pill bottles and opened them one by one to check carefully. The pill and the quantity were correct.

Yun Qiuhe once again handed over an official bill for money and goods.

Putting away the pills, signing the form, Zhang Wenfeng lit a fire to boil water, cleaned the tea set, and asked with a smile, "Friend Daoist Yun, do you have a way to help me buy a wooden sword forged from spiritual wood over a thousand years?"

Except for the great sect with a profound foundation, other Taoist temples cannot produce a thousand-year-old spirit tree.

In the deep mountains and old forests, there are ancient trees that are more than a thousand years old. If you look for them deliberately, you can still find a few.

But ordinary wood can't be used much, and it doesn't have the toughness and strength to smoothly transmit the spirituality of Yuan Qi.

Occasionally, there are wild spiritual plants that can grow for thousands of years, and they have to experience the end of spiritual energy for 500 years in the middle. Compared with the spiritual trees that have always been nourished by spiritual energy in the blessed land of the big sect, they are more than a little inferior.

Yun Qiuhezheng didn't know how to speak yet, and the sect asked her to find a way to buy two or three pills from Guanzhu Zhang. Hearing the topic mentioned by Guanzhu Zhang, she couldn't hold back a slanted smile and said, "You've found the right one!" People, Xuanyun Temple has a thousand-year spiritual wood tree."

Zhang Wenfeng saw her laughing strangely, he probably knew the other party's plan in his heart, he couldn't offer any other good things in exchange except medicine pills, so he joked: "We are old friends, don't ask for too much price."

The implication is that the asking price is too expensive, so he can trade with another company.

With hard currency in hand, he is not afraid that he will not be able to exchange for the Spiritwood Sword.

Of course, he also has difficulties. He doesn't want to let several families know that he has these two kinds of elixir in his hands. Isn't it good to make a fortune in silence?

"No, how could it be... Hehe, Guanzhu Zhang, you exchange me a drunken pill and three Zishenling pills, and I will help you get a thousand-year-old jujube wood sword from the sect. You can customize the style and specifications , and add a few kinds of wood and metal refining to keep you satisfied."

Yun Qiuhe was worried that she would be self-defeating, so she quickly threw out her limit.

At the current stage, the rare transactions between the big sects are all bartering, and each takes what he needs.

Reiki stones and spirit jade stones cannot buy millennium jujube wood swords, and spirit trees that can be cultivated for more than a thousand years are mostly fruit trees, because fruit trees can bear fruit to feed back to the sect, and cutting a section of jujube wood that can be used as a sword will inevitably reduce the harvest .

Zhang Wenfeng considered for a moment, looked into Yun Qiuhe's eyes, and said, "Help me find a few more spiritual crops, such as spiritual rice, spiritual wheat, spiritual millet, corn, etc. You don't need many, a handful is enough. "

With the increase of knowledge, he already knew that the spiritual plant crops, the big sect would not easily trade them outside.

It will take at least four to fifty years before it gradually spreads to middle and small Taoist temples.

The big sect is to accumulate advantages in all aspects, one step ahead, step by step, and always maintain a leading position than the sects that came later.

Yun Qiuhe was a little embarrassed, thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll get one for you, I can't guarantee if there are too many."

Cultivating spiritual plant crops is a technical task. Even if there are classics for reference, it is not easy if she is not a skilled spiritual planter. She also has her own little plan.

"make a deal!"

Zhang Wenfeng finalized the deal, raised his teacup and clinked glasses with Yun Qiuhe to celebrate.

He is willing to do business with Yun Qiuhe, but does not want to talk to the shrewd Fu Gujing, there is a big difference.

Last time, Yun Qiuhe also hinted that her senior brother would not know about her business, so as not to interfere. Everyone in the big sect also has their own interests and hilltops.

She gave Senior Brother Fu the Liuguang Sword to help him break through. It was a favor, and there was no contradiction between the two.

When Yue Anyan walked in, the two had already signed the contract. Yun Qiuhe had just received the full payment for the four elixirs, filled with joy, he couldn't wait to smile, and flew out of the door.

"Sister Yue, I have to go back first, and I will teach the apprentices in two days."

The voice curled up, and the shadows disappeared.

"Why is she so excited, as if she has received great benefits?"

"She just made another deal with me, and she won't suffer any losses. It's not like you don't know her temper, and you can't bear it."

Zhang Wenfeng briefly talked about the business just now, and took out one Zuixin pill and two Zishenling pills and handed them to Yue Anyan. In the Taoist temple, he has absolute leadership in major matters, and the two of them will not have any objections.

After chatting for a few words, the second senior brother came back after planting the tree, and gave the same amount of pills to the second senior brother, asking them to swallow the Zishenling pill at the right time, and strive to open the sea of ​​consciousness as soon as possible.

With the help of divine consciousness, it is of great benefit to the formation, refining medicine, making talismans, etc.

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Two days later, Zhang Wenfeng took a cloth bag from Yun Qiuhe's hand, and poured it into his hand, which was deflated. There were eight corn seeds. He looked at Yun Qiuhe with a blushing face, and said with a smile, "I'll try to plant it. Eight is eight, although a little less, it’s better than nothing.”

He could understand Yun Qiuhe's difficulties.

Xuanyun Temple took out these eight spiritual plant seeds to trade, or for the sake of doing business in the future, which gave him a little hope that he could cultivate corn seedlings, but it is very likely that there will be no harvest, because the number is too small , can't stand the infusion of Yuan Qi to do a comparison test, the hidden meaning in it is not difficult to figure out.

Fortunately, the seeds have not been tampered with, but their vitality is slightly lacking. For him, these eight seeds can grow into eight plants of corn (corn corn). Seedlings survive?

These days, he has summed up many experiences of initiating plants.

Those two thorn hook wire vine spiritual plant seeds broke their shells and sprouted yesterday.

Yun Qiuhe smiled apologetically, and said, "The Zaomu sword will take some time to forge according to your request. My master will keep an eye on it, so don't worry."

After chatting for a few words, she hurried to the practice room to find Yue Anyan.

Zongmen's actions made her helpless.

Zhang Wenfeng put the seeds into his sleeves, walked out of Qingzheng Bieyuan, put on a bamboo hat on his head, dug a load of soil and fertilizer with a hoe, and carried them to the southern slope of Nantanling.

After these days, the apprentices took turns to cultivate, and several long arc-shaped terraces were built.

He chose a piece of land in the middle facing the sun, sprinkled a layer of black soil and fertilizer, and used a hoe to build furrows and ridges on both sides. Then he said hello to the second senior brother and the others. He will use this small piece of land to grow maize spiritual plants .

Don't worry, apply the base fertilizer three times on the newly opened land, with the slightest spring rain, the fertility will soak into the ground.

In another half a month, when the weather is warm and stable, it will be time to plant seeds and raise seedlings.

After finishing the work, I put the tools back into the utility room next to the cowshed at the foot of the low mountain, followed the gravel path moistened by the spring rain, and came to the short tree by the pool. Two seedlings that emerged from the soil grew a little taller than yesterday .

The fresh green velvet is stained with rain, crystal clear like jasper carving.

Zhang Wenfeng recited scriptures silently, cleared away distracting thoughts, and calmed down, squatting down slowly. The hem of his robe was wet with muddy water. As if he didn't realize it, he stretched out his right index finger and gently touched the cool green tip.

He closed his eyes slightly to feel it.

The little life in front of him was different from other plants he had come into contact with.

He sensed the flame-like vitality, fresh, vigorous, and pure, flowing into his body through his fingertips. In an instant, it caused his own wood energy to resonate with subtle fluctuations, and he found a touch.

He returned the vitality back to the seedlings, and returned a little bit more wood energy back.

Standing up, silently walked towards the bamboo building.

He needed to practice in seclusion for a while, and the vitality gave him another opportunity to visualize towering trees.

An inadvertent touch of life can make him realize his cultivation and forget everything!
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(End of this chapter)