Taoist chanting

Chapter 226 There are many difficulties on the way to practice

As dusk fell, the two of them set off from the base with a donkey, and they would go around the southeast direction and patrol the southwest, without getting too close to Guizai Ridge.

The monks who went out flew back to the base one after another from multiple directions, and the monks who received the night mission flew away in twos and threes.

Occasionally meet acquaintances, stop to say hello, and then go about their business.

The donkey landed more than ten feet behind the two of them, and stood on tiptoe carefully, not hesitating to waste its demon consciousness, observing any disturbances around the several feet, so that the speed would not be too fast.

Zhang Wenfeng, who was flying in the air, could understand the donkey's mood. Although the donkey was no longer afraid of ghosts, he was still timid.

The sky was completely dark, and the two of them kept silent, walking forward at night vigilantly.

From time to time in the wilderness came the strange sounds of beasts and night owls. The cold wind gusts, the grass and trees rustle, and the atmosphere is a little creepy.

The poor donkey was jumping around, the grass and trees were all soldiers, and he was suspicious.

It has chosen the road of wandering through the rivers and lakes by itself, even if it is jumping, it has to finish it, so no one can blame it.

After more than half an hour passed, the donkey slowly relaxed and regained its four hooves to run down-to-earth. Suddenly, it stopped, and a silver thunder light "cracked" hit a short tree. The black shadows among the leaves turned into ashes.

"The little ghost spies sent by Guizailing."

Yun Qiuhe checked around, but found no other abnormalities, and said to the donkey below: "Let's go, it's not very dangerous."

Patrolling several circles overnight, except for the donkey who killed a few hidden ghosts, the two people in the air had no chance to do anything. The donkey's reaction speed was too fast.

The two of them were also happy to be idle, with little credit, no good records, and it was over before the token was activated.

Along the way, I met monks who were performing missions several times. The two sides glanced at the sword-shaped tokens on each other's waists, tacitly did not say hello, did not contact, and parted ways.

At dawn, the two returned safely with a donkey, had breakfast, and went back to their caves to adjust their breathing and sleep.

In the late afternoon, Zhang Wenfeng woke up, and after a brief wash, he chanted sutras and did his homework.

It is not very convenient to go out, so I can only make up for it when I have free time, and then practice swords, draw runes, pour the dark blue magic plate in Yuan Qi Wen Yang's arms, after finishing many things, eat some dry food to fill my stomach, and then open the door go out.

The donkey was playing somewhere, and the trough was empty.

That guy has four long legs, he likes to wander around, and he can't lose it anyway, just let it play.

Returning to the secret room and walking slowly, he took out a jade box from the receiving space, and took out the magic wood bead inside, the room was immediately reflected green, the bead was too dazzling.

Staring at the misty smoke and clouds inside the bead, he felt a little dizzy after a while.

Silently looking internally at the first line of scriptures in the Sea of ​​Consciousness Ancient Scroll, as the invisible golden light washes away like water, some discomfort disappears immediately.

After such a long time, he has no spare time and thought to study the Magic Wood Bead carefully.

Now that he has advanced to the Gradient Realm, he has the strength and more time to try to refine the bead. Even if it fails, it doesn't matter. He didn't even break this bead with a flying sword. It should not be damaged if the sacrifice fails. If he can succeed, he can There are many magic tools.

Holding the cleansing Wugou formula with both hands, punching the beads with each hand.

After a while, the beads glowed with flickering emerald green light, and the lights and shadows on the surrounding stone walls and the top were constantly changing, grotesque, and occasionally there were turmoil. Zhang Wenfeng, who was reciting scriptures silently, was not immune to all kinds of illusory illusions as long as he was not staring closely. influences.

Time passed slowly, the luster of the beads became more and more brilliant, and the ever-changing scenes were connected into a piece, dazzling the eyes.

For a full quarter of an hour, Zhang Wenfeng repeatedly punched the Nine Hands Wooden Tempering Art into the beads countless times. Finally, after the lights flashed together, they calmed down and the room fell into light yellow light again. The entire round beads no longer showed light. The colors converge.

He successfully planted a ray of divine sense imprint on the surface of the bead.

Holding the jade-green bead that had become normal, he felt joy in his heart, felt it carefully for a moment, following the faint connection with the bead, he injected Yuan Qi into the bead, and touched a trace of smoke inside the bead.

The room suddenly turned into a scene of a valley and forest.

Big trees, green leaves, grasses, shrubs and flowers are all moving in the wind, as if they are real.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed, the illusion disappeared as his Yuan Qi stopped touching, he mastered the basic usage of the Magic Wood Bead, he was able to create an illusion out of thin air, there were countless scene transitions, it was amazing.

He guessed that if he used the illusion of the Magic Wood Bead in the wild nature, it would be more harmonious without any trace.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then put the bead with restrained brilliance into his bosom, and kept it close to his body, so that he could warm and nourish it with Yuan Qi at any time. The magic wood bead was extremely lacking in aura and nourishment.

In a good mood, he opened the door, walked out of the cave, and flew to the foot of the mountain to walk on the grass. He was waiting for the donkey to return.

Feeling the kindness of the grass and trees, the feet become softer and softer.

The sky seems to be so gloomy and gloomy forever, the sun does not come out, and there is no rain.

The leaves of the trees in early summer are covered with a layer of gloom.

"Hey, Guanzhu Zhang."

From the hillside came Cen Sanlin's loud greeting.

Zhang Wenfeng turned around and looked at the swordsman flying down with a wide sword on his back, and responded with a smile, asking, "Did you go out on a mission today?"

"Not long after I got back from work, I was about to talk to you, but I was worried about disturbing your rest. I heard from fellow Taoists that you were on patrol at night."

The swordsman didn't intend to draw his sword to compete, and said: "A few days ago, I received a message from the sect that Junior Sister Du retreated and broke through the realm, and her promotion has gradually declined. She said that she was touched by your sharp words, 'how can you bind yourself with a sword? Come out without breaking the sword', so, Cen thanks on behalf of Junior Sister Du!"

"Fellow Daoist Cen is polite, it is her opportunity that has arrived, congratulations!"

Zhang Wenfeng returned the gift, he never imagined that he could form a good relationship with one word, without taking credit for it, the other party must return this great favor.

After a few words of politeness, Cen Sanlin suddenly sighed: "Junior Sister Du discovered a truth. She said that what she was looking for in the past was just 'binding oneself with a sword'. She will no longer follow the path of pure sword cultivation, time is precious, and she will fight day and night to find the way."

Zhang Wenfeng was silent and did not make a sound. Abandoning the sword and cultivating to study the Fa is the way he chose.

He is neither qualified nor able to point fingers and make irresponsible remarks.

Cen Sanlin smiled wryly again, and said in a low voice: "In fact, I have also been shaken, and I have been there before. I don't know how long I can persist? I don't know what is the meaning of this kind of perseverance? A pure sword repair needs a "one" The sword breaks ten thousand dharmas, and one sword produces ten thousand dharmas'. It is really too difficult to have a firm sword heart! Every step is thorny! I am at a loss and don't know the way forward."

Talking to himself, Cen Sanlin seemed to be lost, he turned and walked in another direction.

There was no master to guide him on the way of sword cultivation, which made him fall into trouble.

The donkey came rushing from a distance, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with that man? It looks a bit wrong, one foot is deep and the other is shallow. Is he practicing swinging skills?"

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head, and said via voice transmission: "Don't disturb him, there are some things he doesn't want to understand."

A sword cultivator who has fallen into confusion and doubt many times can no longer be regarded as a pure sword cultivator.

Only a single-minded person like He Guangjun can make great progress.

He is a bystander, but he can't tell the truth. Cen Sanlin has to find the answer in his heart.

There are various trials and difficulties on the road of cultivation.

After passing a pass, the state of mind can be improved, and the cultivation base can be improved by leaps and bounds.

If you can't make it through, you can find another way to get around it. Going another way may not be the right way.

He disapproved of hanging from a crooked-neck tree.

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(End of this chapter)