Taoist chanting

Chapter 257 The pain of quenching the body, breaking and then standing

When I saw Mo Ye again, it was the afternoon of harvesting wheat.

The small piece of wheat stalks in the northwest corner of the wheat field are green and strong. It is the time when the ears of wheat are filling, and they will have to grow for more than a month before they mature.

Zhang Wenfeng was wearing a short jacket, tied trousers and a straw hat. Seeing Mo Ye and Tu Kun coming from the side of the stream, he put down his work and walked over. The apprentices were busy in the wheat field, cutting, tying, transporting Fortunately, there is no need for him, the master of the temple, to go to the fields to work.

Talking about the weather with a smile, Zhang Wenfeng followed Mo Ye to the east forest on the stream, asking how to exercise his body?
People who don't see Mo Ye all day these days, I don't know if they stay in the cave, or go to the haunted forest to plant flowers?

The two fox demons didn't come back, probably because they were rushing to go through the formalities of handing over the land.

Mo Ye stood still and said, "You can temper your body with the wood fire or wood thunder you cultivated. This is the most suitable way to teach according to your body. There are also a few quick-acting methods, but you have to do it well. Prepare to suffer a bit."

"Please advise."

"You can ask Tu Kun for help. He is an earth spirit, he is good at using earth methods, and he is good at tempering his body."

After Mo Ye finished speaking, he continued to walk on the stream.

Zhang Wenfeng looked at Tu Kun, who was smiling obscenely behind him. Goosebumps all over his body, and the four bright words "revenge for personal revenge" were almost written in this guy's orange eyes.

Feng Shui took turns, and he suspected that Mo Ye was deliberately looking for opportunities for Tu Kun.

Zhang Wenfeng made a haha, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Tukun, you are busy first. I will temper my body with wood fire for the time being, and I will ask you to help me after laying a solid foundation." Putting down the somewhat disappointed Tu Ling, he walked a few steps, followed Shang Mo Ye walked forward and asked with concern: "Mo Ye, how are your flowers doing?"

Mo Ye shook his head: "It's not going well."

Looking up at the sky, there is a small black dot flying towards the sky in the distance to the east.

"Your friend is here."

After Mo Ye finished speaking, she continued to move forward. She didn't want to discuss with Guanzhu Zhang the experience of failure in planting flowers. No matter how powerful she is, she is not omnipotent. The environment in the world is not suitable for planting flowers and plants in the underworld, so she has to think about it.

Tu Kun chuckled and left a meaningful sentence: "Guardian Zhang, please let me know when you need help, we people, please don't be polite." Pi Dian Dian went up to serve the hairpin ancestor.

He really wanted to provide free "help" to Guanzhu Zhang. Otherwise, the suffocation that had been held in his heart for hundreds of years would still be hard to get rid of. When he thought about it occasionally, he would feel aggrieved.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said, "Definitely, definitely."

The more he didn't want to give this old guy a chance, he had better temper his body by self-reliance, stood still and waited for a while, watching Yun Qiuhe fall down.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Yun Gaoqian, the future is bright!"

"Why is Zhang Guanzhu so polite again? Those two are your friends?"

Looking at the backs of the two figures in the forest, Yun Qiuhe asked curiously.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and nodded, not intending to introduce him, turned around and walked towards the wheat field, and said, "Aren't you going to experience harvesting wheat? If you don't come, they will finish harvesting."

Yun Qiuhe took out a small cloth bag from his cuff and handed it to Guanzhu Zhang: "I found three kinds of spiritual grass seeds, not many in number, and there are more than ten spiritual rice seeds, you can find a way to cultivate them yourself." Then he laughed softly: " Thanks to you, I got a storage bag as a reward this time, which is much more convenient for storing items."

Zhang Wenfeng took over the bag, which was good news, more than a dozen spiritual rice seeds had time to grow for a season.

Yun Qiuhe tapped his feet, and couldn't wait to fly low to the wheat field.

Her arrival caused the apprentices to cheer.

Zhang Wenfeng took a glance at Yun Qiuhe, the playful teacher who was supposed to be teaching, and took out all the fashionable snacks he bought from Zhoucheng, and was distributing them to the little guys who hadn't washed their hands. He smiled and shook his head. Can you not be welcome?
After returning to the Houshan cave, he opened the cloth bag, and there were four small paper bags inside. He opened them one by one, and there were sixteen spiritual rice seeds, which was enough for him, and he could get at least two thousand seeds for one season of cultivation.

The inside of the packaged paper is written in beautiful small letters with various sub names, simple precautions, etc.

He looked at it carefully, and after he knew what he knew, he immediately went out and asked his second senior brother, Niuniu, to plow the harvested wheat fields and sort out some plots to dry for a few days. Wash the Lingdao seeds and put them into a damp cloth bag to accelerate germination.

After finishing his dinner, Yun Qiuhe flew towards the county seat while it was still dark.

She works as a wind watcher at the Daolu branch in Zhoucheng, and she has two days of rest every half a month.

In the next few days, Zhang Wenfeng and the second senior brother turned the land in the sun and fertilized it, sprinkled the few remaining seeds of the fruit, covered it with a layer of soil and fertilizer, and planted the germinated spiritual rice in the paddy field one by one.

There are two senior brothers who are watching the growth of the seeds in the field. Zhang Wenfeng can do his own thing with confidence, flip through the books, and look up the common sense on tempering the body. "Mountain Five Thunder Art", the donkey can't practice for the time being, and it will be given to it after it breaks through and advances to the second level.

I borrowed the body training method of mine washing technique, and communicated with the donkey who took a short break several times.

Zhang Wenfeng sat cross-legged in the secret room of the cave mansion, with his upper body bare. He mobilized the wood fire he cultivated and slowly released it, covering his entire palm. Using the blazing high temperature of the wood fire, he slowly tempered and baked the skin. Flesh the skin, remove impurities, and temper the muscles and bones.

In just one word, he was sweating profusely in pain.

After resting for a while, I switched to the right palm to temper again. There is no shortcut to tempering the body, one has to go through the pain again and again and slowly work it out, so it goes back and forth until the wood fire in the body is exhausted.

After tempering, he tore open a pack of primary body-building medicinal powder that he bought from the Zhen Pavilion in the county town, and put it into a stone bucket filled with spiritual spring water in another room, stirred it evenly, and then submerged himself in the water. Yungong accepts the soaking of medicinal powder.

I didn't feel it at first, but my back was full of itching and tingling, like an ant biting a needle, and it felt very uncomfortable.

Half an hour later, he climbed out of the bucket, went to another bucket filled with clean water to clean it, and put on clean underwear and robes. He was so exhausted that he fell asleep, and he didn't even have the strength to move. Zi Yungong adjusted the breath, and fell into a deep sleep after the nine turns of the week.

More than ten days later, when Yun Qiuhe Xiumu came again, Zhang Wenfeng gradually got used to the pain of tempering with wood fire and soaking in potion. He really admired that monstrous donkey for being able to temper his body with lightning and torture himself over and over again.

That guy is inhuman, so it's okay to refuse to accept it.

The two walked on the ridge of the field.

"Guanzhu Zhang, the spiritual rice seedlings and three kinds of spiritual grass you cultivated are growing very well, and the level of spiritual planting is no worse than that of the spiritual planters of the Dazong sect. A few days ago, I found two fragments of spiritual plants in Fangshi Street, Zhoucheng , you can take a look."

"Fellow Daoist Yun, thank you. I'm just short of classics in this area. I'm interested."

Zhang Wenfeng took the book, flipped through it briefly, put the book in the storage bag, stretched out his hand to invite, and the two walked to Qingzheng other courtyard.

The stone roads and stone railings on Xianling Mountain have been built, and the other courtyards and houses on the top of the mountain are still under construction.

"Master Wu asked me to tell you that the one who will replace him as the master will be Nine Crane Palace Feng Chengyun, the Feng Chengfeng who was defeated by your sword last time, I heard that Nine Crane Palace dispatched him to Chongzhou and Great Liang's border."

Yun Qiuhe took out an oilcloth bag from the storage bag, took out a stack of still lifes and charcoal drawings of various skeletons, placed them on the desk in the tea room, and continued: "That annoying guy He Guangjun, ask me to bring you a message, Please go to Zhoucheng for the sword competition, and he also said that if you don't go, he will come to you next time."

Zhang Wenfeng took the painting in his hand and flipped through it, and said, "Help me make an appointment with He Guangjun. I will go to Zhoucheng to learn swordsmanship with him before the end of the year. I can't do it now. I just achieved 'fitting with the body'. The sword state is unstable. Let's start a match." It doesn't make much sense, he'll understand."

Yun Qiuhe blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "No wonder He Guangjun said that you are a sword practice wizard, and the sword state of "fitting with the body" that others can't achieve in a lifetime, you just reached it. Okay, I will tell him and let him temporarily Don't bother you."

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head and said with a smile: "What kind of genius am I? You are, look at this painting has improved a lot, you can already practice drawing portraits, um, find an apprentice to sit here today, you and I will do a painting together, and you will draw again tomorrow Two, I will show you some skills, and you can go back and practice slowly."

Yun Qiuhe was so happy that his eyes lit up, he clasped his fists and said with a smile: "You taught me well, I'll call someone."

At this time, three people walked in from the door, the leader was a woman in a black skirt.

Yun Qiuhe was surprised: "Hey, Xinyue, why are you here?"

Xin Yue, who followed Mo Ye into the door, said with a smile: "I have met fellow Taoist Yun, I am now a member of the Da'an Dynasty, and Guanzhu Zhang and I are friends, is it normal to come here?" He took out a post from his cuff and held it with both hands. Handed it to Guanzhu Zhang and said: "White Fox Fort will move to a new house tomorrow, and Guanzhu Zhang respectfully invites you to appreciate me!"

Zhang Wenfeng accepted the invitation and said with a smile, "Congratulations, I'm going to congratulate you tomorrow!"

For Mo Ye's sake, he held his nose and recognized Xin Yue as a friend.

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(End of this chapter)