Taoist chanting

chapter 275

After the happy quarrel, the donkey ate two barrels of crushed straw mixed with beans, drank a jug of wine, his stomach rounded, and he returned to his bamboo house by the pool to continue his cultivation.

If one really enters the ranks of cultivators after practicing to the second level, the first level is just an excess for immortals.

At dinner time, the old cripple rarely drank too much.

The viewer, Brother Feng, once told him that the donkey's enlightenment teacher was him, an old Jianghu, and he gave various examples to prove it, so he believed that he had unintentionally cultivated a different kind of master who aspired to be a donkey hero.

He was proud, his eyes were cloudy and drunk, and he was full of a sense of accomplishment.

He took Wei Xingde and the second senior brother to drink, and talked about his passionate years back then.

After leaving the table, Zhang Wenfeng and Yue Anyan went to the tea house, cleaned up the tables and chairs messed up by the donkey, boiled water, made tea and chatted.

"Senior Sister, when are you going to attack the Fading Realm?"

"I plan to try to break through the realm at the end of this month or early October. Since August, my cultivation has stagnated, and my state of mind has become more complete. There are still more than [-] days left. I will try my best to relax and make some preparations for breaking through."

Yue Anyan's expression was calm. The donkey's success in breaking through once and for all was also an encouragement to her confidence.

"Before the end of the month, please ask the second senior brother to shake the hexagram to count an auspicious day, and I will pray for you at that time."

Zhang Wenfeng thought about it carefully, and then gossiped: "In a few days, I will take Luzi into the county city to assess the status of a second-level spirit beast, and then go to Zhoucheng. Purchased from a shop in Fangshi Street."

When the time comes, he will go to the shop in Zhoucheng to inquire if there is any medicine to buy that can help condense Qi and break through the realm?

It's a good thing if you don't say it for the time being, if you don't have it, it's nothing.

Lest you have hope in your heart, it is not good to be disappointed at that time.

Yue Anyan touched the basket on his waist. The silver-threaded knife mantis was holding a newly bought low-grade water crystal, and fell into a deep sleep again. She didn't know when this silver-lined knife mantis would be able to transform into a demon?He said with a smile: "Our Taoist temple is full of aura, and I have enough magic tools, so I don't have much to buy."

She has a white jade ring with tassels to store things, a rare glazed water dress, a sword and a bell inherited from a Taoist temple, and the treasures for protecting herself that Fang Bailan gave her, all of which are enough to advance to the Gradient Realm in the future.

I went on two missions and earned dozens of spirit stones as pocket money.

Compared with monks of the same rank, she is quite wealthy.

The two exchanged ideas on cultivation and state of mind for a while, and when they saw that it was about time, they went out to the gate.

The second senior brother ran over reeking of alcohol, "Master, you take the apprentices first, and I will come after I wash and change my robes."

He must be clean and tidy, without any peculiar smell, before he can enter the hall to do his homework and etiquette.

The lame uncle talked too much, and he almost got drunk after listening to Jun repeating nonsense.

Zhang and Yue smiled at each other and walked side by side.

After the evening class, Zhang Wenfeng met a mountain badger carrying Hu Qiang'er on his back at the foot of the mountain. He told the mountain badger the good news that the donkey had successfully advanced today, and asked the mountain badger not to disturb the donkey's cultivation for the time being.

The mountain badger is impatient, with bright eyes, wailing, and galloping towards the water pool.

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head with a smile, he still has something to ask Hu Qiang'er, but tomorrow is the only time.

Returning to the cave, Zhang Wenfeng took out the peach-sized cyan wood spar. Before practicing, he took out the cloth bag with more than thirty seeds in his sleeve pocket and put it in the next room.

This kind of living thing cannot be kept in the storage space, otherwise it will become dead after a long time and lose its vitality.

He has been carrying it with him all the time, using his own breath to warm up and replenish it step by step.

He was worried that in the process of absorbing the wood spar donated by the land lord, a large amount of wood gas would overflow.

More than [-] spiritual plant seeds that have been stored for an unknown number of years are all lacking in vitality, and when they are most empty, the weak seeds will be replenished to death if they are not careful.

He also hoped to cultivate a few rare spiritual plants from it, picking up a big leak.

Untie the sword at the waist and put it by your side, sit cross-legged on the futon, relax your whole body, recite the "Sutra of Chang Qing Jing" once to calm your mind, and then hold the wooden spar with your left hand, and run the exercises to absorb the energy inside it.

The semi-finished wooden spar in Mo Ye's mouth was full of energy, pouring into it like a bursting flood.

Not controlled by his skills at all, let him absorb it slowly, he can only bite the bullet and suck the cow drink, absorb it into the body first, he can't waste such a good spar, and spend time refining it later.

He underestimated the semi-finished product Mo Ye said, and there was a huge cognitive gap between the semi-finished product he understood.

After about a word, he felt that he was full, so full that his throat felt full.

The wood spar in his hand emitted more and more brilliant blue light, and the energy did not decrease at all. It illuminated the whole secret room from bright to dark, and the brilliance changed brilliantly. However, he couldn't stop the wood gas from the wood spar.

Unless he abandons this spar, it is difficult to get off now.

He is not a big spender, and Mo Ye will not be aimless when he speaks, and he must have something to say.

While absorbing the spar energy with a slightly painful expression, he quickly turned his head to think, and suddenly noticed a slight movement of the damaged dark blue Dharma plate in his arms. He suddenly understood, and quickly took out the Dharma plate with his right hand.

Holding the spar in his left hand, he held up the damaged Dharma plate with his right hand, pouring the absorbed energy into the Dharma plate.

The combined dharma disc emits weak circles of green light. Before that, there were obstacles in the damaged area, and it could not be smooth and continuous. There was more wood energy to be absorbed, and it was naturally coherent into a whole. The aperture gradually became thicker and thinner. From dim to bright.

Half an hour later, under the nourishment of the wood energy, the dark blue Dharma plate was completely restored, and it became one whole.

There are three ancient seals looming in the middle of the aperture: the condensing swirl disk.

The wooden spar in his hand made a "click" sound, cracked into pieces, and its energy was completely exhausted.

There was a smile on the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth, his cultivation base had unknowingly advanced to the middle stage of the gradually weakening state, and the energy in his body was vigorous, with a little ups and downs uncontrollable, and he needed to spend more time refining and refining.

Looking inside the Qi Hai Yuan Qi tree, he was surprised to find a faint golden line appearing in the middle of the liquid cyan trunk.

Mixed in the blue is particularly conspicuous.

Could this be the reason why Mo Ye reminded him to absorb wood spar in time?
There is no other change in the ancient volume of the sea of ​​knowledge, and the other volume is still illusory.

He got up and walked around for a while, and put the dark blue dharma plate in his arms, which was better than before. The writing in the middle of the dharma plate has been hidden. He once heard that bastard Jiu Ming say that this is a magic weapon.

For him, the more life-saving means, the better.

Because he might encounter life-and-death danger one day, he couldn't count on Mo Ye's protection, and Mo Ye would definitely leave in the future, so relying on others is worse than relying on oneself.

In the next few days, Zhang Wenfeng continued to be busy in the fields, teaching stories and teaching the little fox demon in Qingzheng other courtyard.

He doesn't need to retreat to refine the energy in his body, he is familiar with and tempering Yuan Qi at any time, being in the natural environment makes his cultivation more effective, moistening things silently and calming the waves.

In mid-September, the donkeys who ate and drank every day in the bamboo building left the customs.

Did it fly in the air and appear in the Qingzheng other courtyard, or did it choose a time after the bell rang for the end of get out of class, which attracted the apprentices to wildly cheer and watch.

Yue Anyan saw that the donkey was still flying in the air, and asked in amazement: "Monastery Master, you haven't given Lu Zi the Thunder Flying Technique yet, have you?"

"No need, it figured out the trick of flying from the lightness technique."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile, he has never found the Thunder Flying Technique.

Good talent is amazing. In just a few days, that guy learned the flying technique without a teacher, which is really something to be proud of.

Watching the donkey land in front of the kitchen door of the east courtyard and get close to the old lame man with a smile on his face, Zhang Wenfeng decided that he must strengthen his guidance on the donkey's character in the future, and give the donkey more reason.

Let the donkey guard against arrogance and impetuosity, be down-to-earth, and start to cock his tail if he can't get some achievements.

The donkey, who drank happily from a jar of wine, suddenly felt the chill on his back and skin.

Ordinarily, the body tempered with it to be invulnerable should not be affected by the cold wind.

It raised its head and looked around, seeing the smiling eyes of the audience in the corridor far away, the donkey's skin tightened, and suddenly felt that the wine was not good, and it had a feeling that it was too much limelight, and the audience would deal with it afterwards.

That expression is so familiar!

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(End of this chapter)