Taoist chanting

Chapter 217 Breaking through the border and crossing the border, everyone prays

The mist in the room of the bamboo building was thick, slowly circling as Zhang Wenfeng, who was sitting upright and practicing, breathed out, and there was even a faint fragrance of grass and trees mixed in it.

I don't know the passage of time, and keep moving the energy to promote the circulation of Yuan Qi, and condense the tree of Yuan Qi day and night.

His Dao heart is firm, his mind is harmonious, his distracting thoughts are free, and the process goes very smoothly.

One thread after another, like a tree ring condensed and dense, unknowingly the tree of Yuan Qi has a rough shape. Although the main branches, leaves and roots are not luxuriant, they also form a sparse whole.

A faint joy rose in Zhang Wenfeng's heart, as long as he stabilized the tree of Yuan Qi, he would immediately become a gradually diminishing state.

Feeling that he had more energy to spare, he continued to promote the exercises, adding branches and leaves to the tree of Yuan Qi.

The tree of Yuan Qi is of course the more perfect the shape, the better, but it pays more attention to doing your best, and enough is enough.

Zhang Wenfeng has long been familiar with the various taboos and tricks explained in the classics and exercise booklets. He is more focused on his own feelings and is ready to stop at the right time.

As time passed, the tree of Yuan Qi had twenty or thirty more branches, leaves, and roots than before, and the blue color was much richer.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice coming from far and near: "Zhang Wenfeng, you have done great work for the underworld and accumulated a lot of merit. The emperor allows you to return to the previous earth through the underworld. Be Zhang Kedao."

A vague figure wearing a tall pointed hat appeared in the mist, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

It's Bai Wuchang from Hades, with the words "One Sight Makes Money" clearly visible on the hat, he smiled and continued:
"If you don't want to go back, it's okay. I allow you to serve as a ghost messenger for a few more years. You can think about it, or if you have any scruples, you can bring it up with me."

The fluctuating brilliance on Zhang Wenfeng's body flickered rapidly.

He almost opened his eyes to talk, and then realized that it was a hidden obsession in his heart that caused him to hallucinate at a critical moment, and it was so strange that Bai Wuchang appeared that he did not expect.

Perhaps, in the depths of his subconscious mind, there was still a hint of wanting to go back, which he didn't even notice.

Almost fell short, Zhang Guanzhu's forehead was dripping with sweat.

"The Dao is the Dao, not the constant Dao."

He focused on three things, continued to promote the exercise without stopping, and silently recited the first sentence of the Taoism from the ancient scroll of inner vision.

A bell-ringing mantra slammed into the void in front of him, and Bai Wuchang's figure instantly disintegrated, and invisible golden light waves washed his whole body up and down like water, sweeping away all obsessions and distracting thoughts, and phantoms whispered and whispered and disappeared.

The mist surged violently in the room of the bamboo building, and returned to its previous state after a while.

Nothing seems to happen.

The Great Hall of the Fairy Spirit Temple.

The second senior brother sat cross-legged in front of the Taoist statue, chanting the "Prayer and Blessing Chapter" in the "Taishang Tongxuan Sifang Miaojing", inserting the name of the temple master according to the rules, and chanting it over and over again with reverence.

For three days and two nights, day and night, I got up every nine times to offer incense, and added oil every day.

In the Qingzheng Bieyuan, Yue Anyan stood on the big rock, looking up at the water pool in the northwest, a palm-length silver-threaded knife mantis was clinging to her shoulder, motionless like an emerald green jade carving.

The donkey was also standing on the rock, staring blankly into the distance, occasionally making chirping noises from its body.

In the past few days, even when the get out of class was over, the apprentices tried their best to keep their voices quiet and did not make any noise on the grounds and yards. Everyone in the Fairy Spirit Temple was waiting for the good news.

When the dinner bell rang, the apprentices went out quietly, without the lively fighting in the past, and walked silently along the corridor.

The old cripple looked at a table full of apprentices who were eating, and then saw that the single table was empty, he sighed silently, even the donkey and mountain badger didn't come, forget it, don't bother the fourth girl and the donkey them.

Yue Anyan, who had stood for a long time, suddenly focused her eyes. She saw the mist in the field below the mountain slowly flowing and fading. closed.

She jumped and turned sideways, and quickly landed at the foot of the short hill.

Following the stream to the bottom of the bamboo building, Yue Anyan looked up and asked, "Monastery Master, is it going well?"

Her heart was in suspense, and she prayed in her heart, it must be good news. The audience is going to a dangerous place, and there is no time to look for an opportunity to repeat it.

Soon, the master's response was uploaded upstairs: "Everything is going well, I will come out to meet you tomorrow after I have stabilized my cultivation, thank you for your hard work."

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun! Don't disturb the cultivation of the temple masters, I will tell them the good news."

The stone in Yue Anyan's heart fell to the ground, his face was filled with joy, he turned around and winked at the donkey who was running after her, and they backed away silently.

The donkey continued to exercise his body since he went to the forests in the northwest, but he also forgot to eat grass-fed beans for dinner.

In the past few days, the mountain badger made a nest in a stone cave in Wangxialing, and did not rest in the rock cave in the water pool.

Yue Anyan quickly climbed up the mountain from the forest on the side hillside, jumped over the courtyard wall and fell to the backyard, then ran to the front and climbed the steps to the front of the main hall. Pass the threshold, twist the incense and light it, respectfully worship the incense and thank the Taoist ancestor.

The second senior brother had already opened his eyes, stopped chanting sutras, looked at Yue An and said politely, he carefully observed the expression of his junior sister, and basically knew it in his heart.

Yue Anyan put three sticks of incense in the censer, within an inch of each other, to express his heart. With a smile on his face, he cupped his fists and saluted to the second senior brother: "The master has successfully advanced, and the senior brother has worked hard day and night to pray for blessings and chant scriptures."

The second senior brother felt relieved, stood up and cupped his fists to return the salute: "The Daoist ancestor is merciful! This way I can rest assured."

The two bowed to the tablets of Taoist ancestors and generations of temple masters respectively, then exited the hall and walked down the mountain. They wanted to tell Uncle Lame and the others the good news.

Faerie Temple finally has a gradually diminishing realm monk!

In the afternoon of the first day of April.

Zhang Wenfeng came down from the bamboo building with a calm and relaxed expression on his face.

I secretly rejoiced that he woke up in time and found out the obsession. Otherwise, as long as he spoke a word with the phantom, the condensed Yuan Qi tree would return to its original shape, resulting in the failure of the breakthrough.

Cultivation and breakthrough have always been dangerous and inexplicable, and each has its own difficulties to overcome.

There are still more than ten days left, and he must first learn the most important flying technique in the stage of gradual decline. He is different from Yun Qiuhe back then. "You can learn it by spending a few days thinking about it.

Then go to the county town and take the assessment to become a "Master". This status must be obtained as soon as possible.

In Daoist sites, there are many audiences from all Daoist Daoists, and they also pay attention to their cultivation and status.

After he was promoted to the Fading Realm, he stood out from the crowd of Huaqi monks, and the respect and status he received would be different from before, and the County City Daolu Branch did not dare to underestimate him.

The rest of the time is to make more preparations for going to the Broken Moon Demon Forest.

Thinking about it in my heart, I slowly walked up the steps into Qingzheng Bieyuan, and there was a loud cheer on the grounds and corridors of the restored bustling venue: "The temple master has left the seclusion!"

"I have seen the Lord!"

"Congratulations to the Lord!"

The apprentices were proud one by one, and their excitement was beyond words.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and raised his hand to signal, looking at the childish and joyful faces, he didn't feel noisy, but felt warm inside.

Yue Anyan, Yun Qiuhe, the second senior brother, and the old cripple and Wei Xingde who were busy in the kitchen ran out one after another when they heard the cheers.

After a long greeting, the four walked into the tea room.

Yun Qiuhe looked Zhang Guanzhu up and down, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, I am relieved that you have successfully advanced, I will formally apply to Director Wu tomorrow, and go to Guizailing with you to perform tasks, otherwise I will be punished by Fu. Senior brother took the lead."

Now that Zhang Guanzhu has advanced to the Gradient Realm, the Zongmen's worries no longer exist.

After Zhang Wenfeng was promoted, he checked his lungs, and the root of the disease that remained before had disappeared long ago.

There is a huge amount of unfamiliar energy flowing in his meridians, and he has to get familiar with it in the next few days.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, please do one thing. I need a batch of five-hundred-year-old spiritual peach sticks three feet thick and three feet long. The peach wood can also be used instead. Fifty sticks must come from one stick." Spirit peach tree, I will draw the runes that need to be engraved later, please ask me the price first, I will exchange it with spirit stones or streamer crystal sand."

He wants to make a batch of ghost-killing sticks known in his previous life.

Whether it is arranging a "ghost exorcising magic circle" or using it alone to set up a ghost formation, it has great uses.

Yun Qiuhe was obedient and confidant, and said with a smile: "Are you planning to use the body of the eight-hundred-year-old peach tree spirit? Let me ask later, as long as it is not a thousand-year-old spirit peach tree, and you use twigs, the price should not be too high." Expensive, it’s just that you grab a spirit tree and squeeze it hard, it’s a little troublesome, you should be prepared to take out a few pills, the streamer crystal sand and spirit stone are not counted.”

Yue Anyan interjected: "Master Yun, don't keep thinking about our few pills. The temple master did a great job in capturing that peach tree spirit alive."

The implication is that the viewer pays so much, but gets very little.

I need some peach branches now, and it's for completing troublesome tasks, so I won't give them?

So whenever there is an opportunity in the future, the Fairy Spirit Temple will explore and hunt for treasure alone, taking advantage of the benefits alone, and will not let the Daolu branch participate in the distribution of profits. I didn't understand the depth of the rules before.

There was a trace of embarrassment on Yun Qiuhe's face, and he said with a smile: "I will try my best to fight for it, and you all know that it is not easy to withhold some of the good things that Da Zongmen has swallowed."

She is from a great sect, so of course she understands how the great sect behaves.

There is more time to talk about interests, and less time to talk about human relations, unless it is worth making in-depth friendship and investment.

She has no choice but to try her best to get things done.

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　I set the wrong time, I didn’t watch it at work, sorry sorry <(__)>
　　
　
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