Taoist chanting

Chapter 208 Fighting the Witch with Wood Qi
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the first month, and Ji Shixi and Yun Qiuhe came to Xianling Temple a few days later. After giving Zhang Guanzhu's pulse in the west hall, he was a little surprised, and stretched out his fingers to check the location of the wound on his back for a while, saying :

"It's strange, it's been more than a month, and the remaining red silk witchcraft shows no signs of attack. How did you do it?"

She noticed that Zhang Guanzhu's cultivation base had improved significantly, far exceeding her expectations.

The condensed wood fire is a little insufficient, but it is also excusable, and it is impossible to take care of everything.

As a doctor, she was more interested in the method that could suppress the outbreak of the Red Silk Witch Curse, the task entrusted to her by the master of Bijun Chengguo, so she asked directly.

Zhang Wenfeng explained: "According to what you said last time, I cultivate my body and cultivate my character every day, and I hardly use Yuan Qi. These days, I have cultivated more intensively, and I have taken pills to help improve and reduce distracting thoughts and selfish desires... Ji Daochang, is there something wrong? inappropriate?"

Ji Shixi thought for a moment, but couldn't make any sense.

She guessed that Zhang Guanzhu had realized some kind of mental method that could suppress the witchcraft, so he refused to tell it easily, otherwise self-cultivation could prevent the evil of the red silk witchcraft, what else would the doctor do?Admonish: "You continue to maintain, there is nothing wrong with it, when you cough, you ask Fellow Daoist Yun to send a message to let me know."

After drinking a cup of tea, he put his medical kit on his back and stood up to say goodbye.

Except for the first transaction, she has been doing business and seems to not want to have too much involvement with Zhang Guanzhu.

Seeing off Daochang Ji who was in a hurry, Yun Qiuhe circled around Guanzhu Zhang who looked normal, and said with a sneer: "No wonder Brother Fu said that you can play tricks on people when you are bad, and you are so calm. Daxin, I saw it with my own eyes today, and I have to stay away from you in the future."

She did business with Zhang Guanzhu twice, Zhang Guanzhu's selfish thoughts are not so much?
Every time I come here, I can see Zhang Guanzhu wearing a bamboo hat busy in the fields, or wandering around, like a farmer, and he said that he should practice more diligently?What about self-cultivation?Coax ghosts slightly.

Zhang Wenfeng wiped his forehead with his fingers. Old master, old master, I am afraid that I will plot against your precious junior sister, and I will not take you as a behind-the-scenes choreographer, so I entered the account book and said with a smile: "Stupid, I never I discovered the method of restraining mantras with wood in the exercises, and the effect seems to be good so far. If I don’t explain it that way, what should I say? Pour the beans into the bamboo tube, and tell her everything?”

"Uh uh, what method did you use?"

"What do you say?"

"Stingy, forget about it, who cares."

"Look, we are so familiar. If I refuse directly, you will feel uncomfortable. I am not familiar with Dr. Ji. If I don't make excuses to talk about it, it will obviously offend others. How about you teach me how to do it?" Say?"

Zhang Wenfeng was in a good mood, and he and Yun Qiuhe chatted nonsense.

He tried to suppress the onset of witchcraft with the vitality wood energy transformed from Yuan Qi, and it seems that the effect is acceptable so far, which satisfies him.

In the later period, he will still take time every day to condense the wood fire, but it will not be the focus. He regards getting close to Mu Zhi and cultivating Lingzhi corn and other seedlings as a major practice.

No matter how good the practice method is, it is phased and time-sensitive.

Just like making friends, you can only stay with each other for a certain period of time, and then gradually drift away, and gradually lose contact.

The next stage is accompanied by new friends.

The same is true for practice. A certain method at a certain stage is conducive to the improvement of practice. Of course, the previous method will not be invalid, but it will become less efficient and less used.

He also took time out every day to draw pictures, draw talismans, and practice swords, picking up skills that don't cost Yuan Qi a lot.

Maybe it's unintentional, and other skills can inspire him to practice?
"Absurd, you can't be honest with others? Tell me the way."

"Do you want to hear kind words, or lies?"

"I want to hear a truth!"

"Ha ha!"

Yun Qiuhe couldn't fight, and was defeated, and ran away with Yue Anyan who was watching the fun with his mouth pursed.

Zhang Wenfeng leisurely walked into the wheat field. The emerald green wheat was just turning green. He bent down and stroked the leaves one by one to check the vitality and growth. There is a corner in the west of the wheat field. , he will do a comparison attempt.

The spiritual planting wheat of Dazong is nothing more than selecting high-quality mortal seeds and cultivating them from generation to generation in places with abundant aura.

The fairy temple initially has the spiritual conditions, what is lacking is nothing more than time accumulation and a dedicated spiritual planter.

He wanted to try his own method, which might shorten the intermediate process.

With his finger resting on a root of Artemisia annua intermingled with it, he performed "reversal", slowly absorbing the vitality essence of the weed, and when the finger left, a little translucent light green condensed on the fingertip.

Divide the essence from the weeds to several nearby wheat plants, and the wormwood that he took for vitality will wither in a day or two under the sun, and some of them have strong vitality. After a few days of wilting, it will come back alive again, then it will be drawn again in a few days.

In the wheat fields outside his circle, all the weeds in the nearby area were cleaned up to nourish the more than [-] wheat seedlings he took special care of.

The remaining vegetation vitality at the fingertips was absorbed by him and transformed into wood energy.

Being close to the vegetation every day, his speed of practice in the morning and evening is indeed much faster than before, and occasionally he can trigger a meditation retreat, which is a big profit.

Walking slowly in the ditches and ridges, reciting scriptures for more than a quarter of an hour, regardless of whether it was useful or not, anyway, he felt comfortable and peaceful.

A donkey's face poked over his shoulder from behind, and he pushed it away with the palm of his hand.

Looking at the black-skinned donkey in the sunlight, if it didn’t grin its mouth and bark its teeth, it would be a bit of a godly horse as a spirit beast. Zhang Wenfeng smiled lightly and cupped his fists: "Congratulations, your cultivation has improved to a certain level!" The stage is complete, and the second thunder-washing and body-hardening has also been successfully completed."

The donkey was beaming with joy, and said, "Thank you! I kept consuming thunder magic every day to temper my body, get rid of impurities, and constantly absorb spiritual energy to supplement my demon power. I broke through without knowing it. I didn't expect it to be so easy."

"Practice diligently, immerse yourself in it, and practice with a new method. It is relatively easy to break through for the first time."

Zhang Wenfeng asked again: "When do you plan to start the third thunder wash to temper your body?"

"Take a break, don't worry, it's exhausting to practice hard."

The donkey lowered his head and sniffed the well-growing wheat stalks, drooling and said, "This wheat seedling must taste good? The leaves are tender and juicy, very nourishing."

Zhang Wenfeng didn't care about this guy's nonsense, spring is here, the area covered by the mountain gate formation is large enough, and the tender grass growing in the place full of aura is enough for it to try something new, especially along the stream, and said: "It's good to take a rest, you can't just practice, Gotta have a life."

The donkey looked away from the wheat seedlings that lure the donkey, and said: "I've been bored at home for a long time, and I want to go out for a walk, Guanzhu, next time the second senior brother and fourth senior sister are on a mission, can you say hello to them and take me with you? "

"Let me tell them, try not to be brave when you go out."

"How could it be? I'm not Lu Huan, I'm the most obedient... Yun Qiuhe is playing eagle and chicken with a child again. She's so big and naive. I'll go and have a look. Let's go."

The donkey was so happy that it jumped a few times, and when it heard the bustle and bustle from Qingzheng other courtyard, it immediately left the temple owner and ran away.

When playing crazy, it never remembers the word "childish".

Zhang Wenfeng wandered to the pool to check the growth of the thorny wire vine seedlings. He infused the normal seed buried at the root of the tree a few days ago, and new seedlings grew.

The forest near the water pool has been regularized, some miscellaneous trees have been dug out, and fruit trees purchased outside have been planted.

Then I went to Wangxia Ridge in the northwest. The two spiritual plants given by Xuanyunguan and Dengtianlou were small saplings about three feet long. It would take at least three to five years to grow and bear fruit.

Absorb the vital essence of the nearby weeds and nourish the spiritual plants that have taken root.

Since he has the means of secret methods, of course he has to speed up the growth of Lingzhi, just pay attention not to overdo it.

Turned around and walked into Qingzheng other courtyard, the bell for class had already rang, the apprentices who were playing around and the teacher who was not doing business properly, all went back to the courtyards, and the donkey went into the dining hall to eat and drink.

Walking along the corridor, there are people in the training hall, meditation practice room, library, and practice room. Well, there are also people in the rule hall. It is Shi Nanguan who violated some rules and is punished for copying scriptures.

The teaching in Qingzheng Bieyuan is divided into big and small classes. During the big class, all the apprentices are together, mainly for literacy and scripture explanation.

There was a quarrel in the practice room, and I heard a few words outside.

Immediately after walking in, the little guys who were arguing inside immediately silenced and saluted respectfully. Zhang Wenfeng took down a teaching bamboo sword from the wall and said: "Shui Qingru, come forward and attack with a flat stab. I will teach you How do you defend with flat stabs."

"Yes, Lord Guan."

The little black and skinny girl, who had grown a lot taller, held her sword in a respectful salute, and then stabbed flat with her sword.

She still hasn't found the sense of aura yet, but the flat stab is the best practiced by all the apprentices, with fast speed and strong momentum of the sword tip.

Just now she had a dispute with three unconvinced companions. The focus of the dispute was nothing more than the fact that flat stabs can be used for offense, but not for defense.

Zhang Wenfeng's sword pointed down slightly, the difference in height between the two was too great, he slanted against the bamboo sword that was stabbing him in a small area, forming a subtle circling forward thrust, defusing the opponent's attack in one fell swoop, forcing the attacking little girl to retreat, forming a continuous attack. Offensive posture, pressing all the way until there is no way to retreat.

He learned this move from He Guangjun, and there are other defensive methods for flat thrusts, so it is not suitable to teach them all at once.

"Did you see clearly?"

"See it clearly, thank you for your guidance!"

The little girl was very excited, she immediately discovered the magical effect of this defensive method, and memorized the essence of it. In the future, whoever argued with her that the flat stab cannot be defended, she would use the bamboo sword to speak.

"Offense is the best defense!"

Seeing that the little girl really understood, Zhang Wenfeng left a philosophical sentence and walked out of the small practice room.

The other three apprentices surrounded Shui Qingru and asked her to demonstrate Bishop Guan's flat stab defense a few more times.

They have practiced the flat jab for a short period of time, and their experience is not so deep.

Cultivation can make people enlightened, and none of the little guys are stupid.

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(End of this chapter)