Taoist chanting

Chapter 340 There are shortcuts in practice

In the southeast of Nanjiang Prefecture, there is a high mountain towering directly into the clouds, called "Huaxiu Peak". Court.

Some disciples pushed open the heavy door of the "Xianhuotang" on the top of the mountain, lit up the oil lamps, wiped the utensils, and carried out daily sweeping.

This kind of boring work is done with ease, and it can be done neatly with eyes closed.

After a while, he suddenly noticed that there was something different about the white jade lamp in the middle of the curtain on the east side. The disciple hurriedly got up to look, only to see that the light on the right side of the stage was only a faint ray, shaking from time to time, compared with the brilliance of the other two soul lamps, The difference is too obvious.

The young disciple was so frightened that the towel in his hand fell to the floor, his expression turned pale, and he ran out of the door.

A big accident happened to Patriarch Bian!

Soon, Li Dingshan, the patriarch of the Li family guarding the sect, appeared in the Xinhuo Hall. Two middle-aged men in charge of the Bian family followed him in, and the others stood guard outside the door, all with solemn expressions.

The patriarch of the Li family stretched out his right thumb and index finger, gently twisted the ray of yellow flame, and closed his eyes to feel it.

After a while, the patriarch of the Li family opened his eyes, let go of his fingers, and said: "His condition is not good, the old man can't detect where he is now, and his aura is blocked by an expert... He may die at any time "Suddenly sternly shouted: "Brother Bian has been away for more than four months, what is the reason for it, do you still have to hide it? Say it quickly, saving people is like putting out a fire!"

The two men's faces were ashen, and they felt that the sky was about to fall.

"Reporting to Uncle Li, my uncle got the news at the end of January that Zhang Wenfeng, the murderer who is suspected of killing Bian Zhengfeng, left the fairy temple and arrived near Guizai Ridge. My uncle used the 'Trace and Breath Talisman' to find the past, saying that he was confronting Zhang Wenfeng. To be reasonable, there has been no message sent back, we once sent someone to inquire about Zhang Wenfeng, and we haven't returned to the Fairy Spirit Temple for several months."

One of the bearded men avoided the matter and kept it simple.

The specific details will not be disclosed too much.

It's not good to hear such a cheap thing as a master of the free world.

The patriarch of the Li family snorted coldly. If the matter was so simple, it would be easy to solve. He was worried that Bian Wuguo had fallen into some kind of fatal formation, so he walked around for a while and said, "Send more people to find out the whereabouts of that Zhang Wenfeng immediately. If you found it, bring it here quickly, this person must be the key. The old man will send a message to Mo Qingyu who is still in Guizailing, asking her to return to the sect to sit in the town immediately. The old man will go to Tianlong Temple and ask Master Baili to recommend it The whereabouts of Junior Brother Yan Bian."

The man with the beard clasped his hands in answer "Yes", hesitated again, and said, "That Zhang Wenfeng has an official position, and is the guest secretary supervisor of Nanjiang Prefecture Daolu Branch."

The patriarch of the Li family almost laughed angrily, the monk who can be the guest secretary in the state city does not have a strong background, Bian Wuguo is confused, but it is inconvenient to lose his temper at this time, he waved his hand and said: "Find someone first."

The two hurried down and arranged for people to investigate separately.

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In Qizhou, there are high mountains in the remote wilderness. On the top of the mountain is a "Golden Wind Temple".

At noon in the scorching sun, a young Taoist in a black Taoist robe, with a black sword hanging from his waist, walked up the bluestone ladder that had been in disrepair and long grass from the foot of the mountain. Sigh silently.

More than [-] years have passed, but now things are people and things are not.

Everything is destined, no one can help.

The young Taoist walked to the top of the mountain and looked at the familiar and dilapidated Taoist temple with mixed joy and sorrow, as if waking up from a dream.

An old Taoist priest came out from the main hall, dressed in a light scent of incense, the inconspicuous elbows of the Taoist robe were patched with fine stitches, and the soles of the cloth shoes were worn down to a very thin heel. Are you here to burn incense, or to place an order?"

The young Taoist returned a one-handed salute with three fingers of his right hand together. His expression returned to normal and cold, and he took out a golden token from his arms. Three ethereal breezes were engraved on the front, and there were four ancient characters: Jinfeng Laiyi.

The old Taoist stared at the four characters on the golden token, felt the gust of wind blowing on his face, took three steps back abruptly, pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, his face was angry, and he sternly shouted: "Who are you? How dare you bully me?" My Golden Wind Temple is in ruins, can I try to occupy the mountain gate by force?"

Hearing the movement, two Taoist priests rushed out from the side hall and greeted the other brothers who were busy in the kitchen loudly.

The young Taoist didn't speak, but waved the "Golden Wind Comes Instrument" token in his hand.

The three dim golden characters "Golden Wind View" on the plaque in the main hall of the Taoist Temple burst into bright golden light suddenly, and beams of light shot up from all parts of Jinfeng Mountain, sprinkled fine light spots, and turned into gentle breeze rippling like water waves.

The big formation of the mountain gate opens with the golden wind.

The momentum is so great that it can be seen from hundreds of miles away.

Several people were stunned in shock, bathed in the golden breeze, they did not dare to move.

Two of them had advanced to the Qi Transformation Realm, feeling the boundless pressure, as if they would be torn apart by the breeze around them at any time.

"I, Gu Quan is back."

The young Taoist murmured in a low voice, and walked straight to the main entrance of the Taoist temple.

On the back of the dangling "Golden Wind Comes Instrument" token, three characters were suddenly engraved: Order of the Head.

The old Taoist reacted with excitement on his face. This involved a long-standing arrangement back then. He saw some point-to-point records from the "Records" left by the temple masters of the past.

The old Taoist clasped his hands and bowed deeply, tearing up, and hissed, "The sixteenth generation master of the Golden Wind Temple, together with the disciples of the Taoist temple, welcome the return of the head master of the Golden Wind Temple!"

"No gift, get up."

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Fairy Temple, Qingzheng other courtyard.

The tea room in the southeast courtyard is full of people, and the tea is fragrant.

Wei Jingjie, Gu Chaowen, Shi Nanguan, and Yan Jing, four young men and women who were later Jin monks, sat together a little cautiously, with their bodies upright, sitting upright, listening to the teachings of the temple master who had just returned from Zhoucheng.

Zhang Wenfeng talked about some old-fashioned principles of "the way of heaven is reincarnated, and good and evil have responsibilities", and his experience of "to the extreme of emptiness, and to keep quiet", and encouraged the four to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and practice steadily, etc.

Arranged the second senior brother to customize magic tools for the four of them. There are no magic tools suitable for Wei Jingjie and no wooden sabers that Shi Nanguan can use for the inherited magic tools stored in the secret room on the top of the mountain. Bad money.

After talking for a quarter of an hour, Lin Lin always sent the four happy little guys back.

Zhang Wenfeng suddenly remembered something, and called Gu Chaowen, who had not been back from Guizailing "Lingcaoling" for a long time, to stop, and said, "Your uncle Gu Quan, do you have any news?"

The handsome young man shook his head silently.

His uncle ran away from home for nearly two years, and there was no news about it, and now there is little discussion in the clan.

People are far away from their hometowns, and the world is dangerous. It may be unlucky to not come back for such a long time.

Zhang Wenfeng waved the young man to go back, and he just asked casually, he would not talk nonsense about Gu Quan, discussed with the second senior brother and Yue Anyan about various things in the Taoist temple, after drinking tea, he stood up and said with a smile: "Hu Qiang'er is waiting After a while, Hu Qiang'er and I went for a walk around the fields and forests, and we will come back later to guide the apprentices in their practice."

Yue Anyan said with a smile: "The water is as clear as that girl. During this period of time, her heart is impetuous and her cultivation is progressing very slowly. The temple master will give her individual guidance."

Hu Qiang'er drank a bellyful of tea, stood up and said obediently: "Master, I'm not in a hurry."

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said: "But I'm in a hurry. It's been so long since I've been back, and I haven't had time to see the results of your time. Let's go to the field first. I took a look at it from a distance. The several acres of spiritual grass fields are growing very well, by the way. , look at Dianlu Zijin, don't let it harm the spirit grass."

"Master, a few acres of spiritual grass have been planted in Lingcao Ridge, and the donkey's rations are enough."

"Oh, Lu Zijin has a good taste."

Two people, one tall and one short, talked, walked out of the room and went down the mountain.

Wearing a bamboo hat and tied trousers, the temple master is in the fields and forests, and his whole body is relaxed.

A piece of spiritual grassland, several acres of spiritual corn, and two acres of spiritual rice fields fed back the active wood energy, as well as a large array of rich heaven and earth spiritual energy. Being in it, every bite is a practice, and the mood is excellent.

The so-called practice has no shortcuts, that is for beginners or field practitioners.

Let them guard against arrogance and impetuosity, keep their feet on the ground, and make every step steadily.

But practice is clear and there are shortcuts everywhere, accumulating this impressive property, living in a blessed place full of aura, and sleeping is also a practice.

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(End of this chapter)