Taoist chanting

Chapter 214 Suppressing witchcraft, amazing news

After flipping through the entire secret book, Zhang Wenfeng looked at the last line of small print: "It's a pity that six pages of flying star secret art are missing!"

He almost choked his breath in his throat, isn't he such a vicious playboy?

It was another incomplete secret technique, he stared at the small words for a long time, then shook his head to comfort himself, he was not very disappointed, and only incomplete, the Weiyun Temple where Cen Sanlin was located would allow it to be used as a prize.

The real complete secret book, Da Zongmen will be willing to pass it on to others?

After going through it again from beginning to end, he roughly judged that the missing part is the essence.

The previous part should be called "Nine Palace Steps". After careful study and practice, it still has a great advantage in the stage of transforming Qi that cannot fly. What is missing in the back is the flying star secret technique that can "shift shape and change position" in the air.

Put the secret book together with the wooden box into the storage bottle, he is not going to spend time studying it for the time being.

The azimuth map of the Ten Heavens Qianqimen Nine Palaces, Pangbo is complex, with countless combinations of changes. He doesn't have the energy to spend on it for the time being, and he is not going to distract Yue Anyan and the second senior brother. It is serious to focus on cultivation and strive to advance to the Gradient Realm as soon as possible .

After picking up the tea table in the West Hall, I went down the mountain to the stream to absorb some of the vitality of the two miscellaneous trees that grew wildly after the rain.

Walk in the lush spring scenery.

Empty your mind, step on the soft grass, and smell the fragrance of the grass and trees.

The bloody courage that surged in the body during the previous swordsmanship sparring, as well as the desire to win in the dregs, slowly calmed down in various shades of green, and the whole person, including the breath, was tinged with a layer of spring.

Vitality wood qi spreads among the viscera, permeates and aggregates without any haste.

The two traces of witchcraft that erupted in the lungs were suppressed invisible, and they ebbed and flowed one after another, and soon disappeared.

Zhang Wenfeng coughed twice, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and the walk became softer and more silent.

Every plant, every tree, every flower and every leaf, in his eyes, has different vigor and splendor.

The three thorny barbed wire vine seedlings under the dwarf trees by the pool were transplanted to Wangxia Ridge, where they were allowed to climb on the gentle slopes of weeds.

Several terraced fields reclaimed from Xitan Ridge grow a row of bean seedlings, melon seedlings, radish seedlings, corn seedlings and other crops, and eight sparse corn seedlings grow extraordinarily strong on the middle piece of land.

Zhang Wenfeng brought a bucket of spiritual spring water, watered the roots of the corn plant with a wooden ladle, and poured the rest on the nearby fields. He did these things like a familiar farmer, absorbing the weeds that emerged from the gaps in the corn plant. Vitality, feed back to the corn, check whether the leaves have been damaged by insects, and return with an empty bucket.

He cares more about these eight corns than the spirit peaches, plum spirit plants, and rock trees transplanted on Wangxia Ridge, and he doesn't have to worry about the thorny wire vines. As long as the vines are cultivated, the vitality It is very strong and can kill the existence of weeds and trees.

The fruit trees planted near the water pool are growing very well, and many of them have already bloomed or even bear fruit.

In the woods, the air is filled with the fragrance of moist flowers, and the ground is filled with thin mist.

Bees and insects are busy shuttling, and the stream is clear and gurgling.

It is full of vitality.

Zhang Wenfeng admired the flowers and scenery, and walked through it to breathe and practice Qi.

His state of mind is like flowers and trees, as if he was born facing the sun, he can wash away the dust every day, and he has new discoveries.

Gradually further away, a simple bamboo pavilion was built on the upper stream of the stream, with several weeping willows leaning against it.

Thousands of branches are swaying and swaying in the wind, and the green wind chimes are as refreshing and pleasing to the eye.

Walk into the pavilion, brush off the petals and catkins falling on the bamboo chair and stone table, spread two pieces of rice paper on the stone table, splash ink and draw a picture of "spring willow in ink".

You can walk, watch, or draw.

Being in the green nature is, for him, a practice of self-cultivation.

He doesn't stick to a fixed form, his cultivation base is to climb step by step through countless small life refinements.

After painting, he walked out of the pavilion and turned to other places. After more than an hour, he didn't cough anymore, and he didn't care about it. He immersed himself in the trees and enjoyed the beauty of spring.

Forget the vulgar and feel happy, chant in your mouth, and enjoy yourself leisurely.

Yue Anyan's plain white long dress was dyed a flowing light green by the spring light. She searched along the stream and saw the ink sketches in the bamboo pavilion that were pressed with pebbles as paperweights. The ink branches were soft and relaxed.

She was relieved, seeing the spirit when viewing the painting, the master suppressed the ill disease with his own cultivation.

Appreciating it, she put the small paintings together, and after they were framed, they could be pasted to her bamboo house.

She has already collected several different ink sketches, and she will be envious of Shayun Qiuhe then.

She stopped looking for the temple master, and went back the same way. When she passed the rippling pond, the long skirt she was wearing was quietly gathered, and it changed into a simple blue Taoist robe.

In the afternoon of the second day, Yun Qiuhe landed on the grounds of Qingzheng Bieyuan, seeing Yue Anyan's first words: "How is Guanzhu Zhang?"

"Suppressing the curse, he said it's okay."

"That's good. I almost sent a summons to Ji Shixi. I just rushed over after sending the Three Musketeers away. Yue Anyan, I, a sister, will show my heart to you."

Yun Qiuhe patted his chest, trembling and undulating, stretched out his delicate fingers and rubbed them, and said with a smile: "You know, here are two shocks!"

Yue Anyan took out a small bag of preserved fruit from his cuff, put it in Yun Qiuhe's hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you, I invite you to dinner tonight."

Yun Qiuhe curled his lips, took out a snack and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely and dissatisfied: "Yue Anyan, you are stingy, so you can't watch my sister help you with errands, and give me two Zishenling Pills, anyway, your family produced them."

Yue Anyan smiled and didn't talk to her.

It will take six years for Lingzhi to mature again. She reached out and took out a preserved fruit from the oil paper bag in Yun Qiuhe's hand, and put it in her mouth to taste slowly.

Yun Qiuhe took out a folded note from his sleeve pocket, handed it to Yue Anyan, and said, "Yesterday, I received a letter from Feige from the master of the county city, Guo, and asked Guanzhu Zhang to get ready to go to the Broken Moon Demon in mid-April." Forest."

Yue Anyan pinched the note and asked in surprise, "In such a hurry?"

Yun Qiuhe nodded: "I will go to help Guanzhu Zhang to protect the law. Director Guo said in the letter that he will send Doctor Ji to accompany him. Please rest assured Zhang Guanzhu."

After a pause, he said: "According to what I have heard, the ghost aura spread to Da'an for twenty or thirty miles in the ancient battlefield of Guizailing near the Three-Tailed Demon Fox Division. Ghosts and Taoist masters who have been superseded went there, and I heard that the effect is not very good, and all the mountain people in the area of ​​more than a hundred miles have migrated away, and the specific news is in a state of blockade."

Yue Anyan stood up and walked back and forth in the tea room in silence, the situation was a bit complicated.

During this period of time, the master's practice is not slow,

But it is very difficult to break through to the gradual decline before the middle of next month.

Even if the cultivation base is reached, it is not just that you can advance if you want to advance, there are also factors such as mood, opportunity, luck and so on.

Yun Qiuhe had been stuck in the bottleneck for almost two years.

According to the news I heard, the place of Guizailing is very dangerous, and this matter has nothing to do with the Three-tailed Fox Department. It involves the safety of the people's livelihood in the Da'an area. Doesn't do what he expects?

"You drink tea first, and I'll invite the temple master here so that he can have a good idea."

"Go ahead, there's nothing you can do about it, your arms can't twist your thighs, and I'm still asking someone for more detailed information."

Yun Qiuhe watched Yue Anyan hurried out of the house with a look of melancholy on his face.

She has a worse situation that she didn't say.

According to an expert deduction, and after a nearby field investigation, a sensational conclusion was drawn: May [-]th of this year is the Xinsi month Xinyou day of the Gengzi year, and that day belongs to the five ghosts day. Ghost Qi, I am afraid it will lead to a catastrophe.

After she talked with Zhang Guanzhu later, she would choose to tell him or not according to Zhang Guanzhu's mood.

So as not to mess up the mood and affect the cultivation of the later time.

She didn't have the dangerous place to go into such a dangerous place without the cultivation level of Gradient Realm, and there are many dangers, and she took such a risk that she went here, temporarily hiding the truth from Senior Brother Fu and the master of the sect, and did not dare to reveal a word in advance.

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(End of this chapter)