Taoist chanting

Chapter 344 Swaying Like Running Water
In July, the sky is high and the earth is far away. Two figures soar in the sky, above the top of the mountains, flying not too fast, as if they are overlooking and admiring the magnificent scenery of the river and mountains along the way.

"Little boy, sit at the gate.

Crying and calling for a daughter-in-law.

Why do you want a wife?

Light the lamp, talk, blow the lamp, and keep company.

Get up tomorrow morning and do your braids. "

A few children playing in the shade of the trees in the country yard clapped their hands and sang crisp nursery rhymes.

The childish voice was melodious, floating into the air into the ears of Zhang Wenfeng. He heard the testimonial, and unconsciously showed a feeling of a past life on his face. Tossed in the wind.

Meditate on the "Sutra of Chang Qingjing" to wash away the influence of invisible obsessions.

On the way of practice, occasionally encountering this kind of "you don't go to the mountain, but the mountain comes to you" is not a test, an adventure, or a strange touch of obsession.

Maybe it's right to think about it in depth, of course, it's no wonder who gets stuck.

Tu Kun, dressed rustic in a khaki short robe, glanced in surprise at Guanzhu Zhang, who was three feet away, and thought to himself that he had a superb power of thought. He was a little closer to realizing that the invisible static force emanating from Guanzhu Zhang's body, as soft as nothing, could actually affect his state of mind .

It is like a gentle breeze blowing over the hills, refreshing and refreshing, and there is a different kind of timid tranquility.

Tukun's face was full of thought. The ancestor of Zanhua once mentioned to him in a chat, "Opportunities are close at hand, and there are bounds of heaven; shortcuts are invisible, so don't miss them." He couldn't understand why. Does his "opportunity and shortcut" refer to Guanzhu Zhang?
He always thought it was a certain inherited treasure in the fairy temple.

Tu Kun felt the subtle power of thought, and then looked down at the mountains and rivers in the world, his eyes were as thorough as if washed by clear water, and what he saw was a different clear and magnificent beauty.

He was suppressed underground, and even after he came out, he still abided by the admonition of the ancestor of the hairpin flower, and only wandered around the square inch of the fairy temple. What is the difference between mountains and rivers that have not been seen in years?
He didn't have much to say to a junior viewer, he only cared about the scenery for himself, and almost missed the anomalies around him.

After Zhang Wenfeng read the scriptures silently three times, his mind was so clear that he didn't notice that the earth spirit was getting closer to him. He continued to accompany the silent earth spirit to enjoy the mountains and rivers, overlooking the winding Yixi River going eastward, stretching for an unknown number of miles until it disappeared. in the sky.

Along the way, he also saw a few waterfalls hanging from the peaks, but compared with Pi Lian pouring down from the clouds, the momentum was too far away to be counted, and he was not interested in getting closer to appreciate it.

On the contrary, the mighty Yaoxi River below, full of water, gave him a different feeling.

Compared with the waterfall's flying down and plunging, the water waves and torrents are surging with endless power.

There are two completely different auras. He flew along the river, unconsciously lowering his altitude, and gradually saw the slowness and thickness beyond "flowing clouds and flowing water", and a word popped into his mind: a long history!
Close your eyes and stand more than thirty feet above the water waves, soaring into the air and facing the wind, your robes fluttering.

Pedestrians on both sides of the embankment and people in boats in the water are not as novel as they were two years ago, and they are not used to seeing the gods flying around in the sky, but no one will specifically stare at them. Glancing at it, I quickly lowered my head, even if a child exclaimed, an adult would stop him with his eyes.

Immortals cannot be desecrated, just watch from a distance.

Tu Ling followed for a while and looked down at the big river that had lost its water god. He was quite puzzled. This kid was too enlightened. He could see that he was enlightened after looking through the river. , not to disturb the other party's "little chance" on the way of cultivation.

After about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Wenfeng opened his eyes, with a flash of joy on his face.

Unable to find a suitable waterfall for "Waterfall Watching", he can continue to condense his natal sword energy through "Water Viewing" in the future. Water and waterfalls have the same source, and his natal sword energy comes from water. Finally, he found an alternative viewing method. Want to source.

Pay attention everywhere, it's all practice.

"It's as tall as a mountain, and as turbulent as running water."

In the future, he may try "viewing the mountain", but where can he find a towering tree for him to "view the tree"?In fact, he really wanted to look at trees, after all, trees were his profession.

It was past noon when we arrived at Zhoucheng.

Zhang Wenfeng walked into the Daolu branch side by side with the short man. He received a summons from Protector Xie yesterday afternoon. In the letter, Protector Xie said very politely, asking him to come to Shangzhou City for assessment and registration with fellow Daoist Tukun.

Arriving outside the Court of Protection, not long after the report was made, Xie Moring personally welcomed him out.

After some polite greetings, please come in and serve tea for a chat. The earth spirit gave enough face this time, and took the initiative to chat with Xie Moling. The heaven and the earth, the human race and the monster race, had a very happy conversation. He deeply appreciates that he can stay in the fairy temple and serve for a long time. I am honored, and I sincerely ask the Daolu branch to accept the assessment, and so on.

Zhang Wenfeng almost choked on the spirit tea, secretly glanced at the serious nonsense guy.

This guy didn't bump into the stone wall at the corner of the cave when he went out, right?

Flying all the way, there is no rain in the sky, why is my brain flooded?

He knew that the relationship between himself and Tu Ling had eased, but if it wasn't so good, it could only be that before Mo Yelin left, he had asked Tu Ling to be obedient, and so on.

Xie Moling is very satisfied with the attitude of the earth spirit who is said to be rebellious. The Taoist school recruits talents and is thirsty for talents, but he is not willing to use some foreigners who are provocative. Constructing and dedicating its own strength, Tuling's attitude is so positive.

Food can be eaten indiscriminately, and the words in front of Guan Bao cannot be said indiscriminately, and the words that are spoken are correspondingly subject to the bondage of heaven and earth.

There are as many demon talents as Tu Ling who go to work for him, the better.

Xie Moring greeted Yuanzheng in advance, and brought the two of them to the courtyard to the north of Yuanzheng. The examination and acceptance of a Tier [-] monster must be received by Yuanzheng in person, which is a kind of importance.

This is the first time Zhang Wenfeng met the reclusive Yu Xixian Yuanzheng, a taciturn and gentle young man. He knew that the higher his cultivation level, the harder it is to tell his age from his appearance. young.

After seeing the ceremony, Yu Xixian had a routine questioning, and within a quarter of an hour, he passed the assessment and asked Tu Kun to sign and mark the document, and enjoy the treatment of a guest minister of Nanjiang Prefecture Daolu Branch.

After receiving the waist card enshrined by Ke Qing and a sumeru bag, Zhang Wenfeng and Tu Kun said goodbye and went out.

Yu Xixian sent him to the gate of the courtyard, and after saying goodbye to Tu Kun, he smiled and nodded at Zhang Wenfeng: "I hope you will come to my courtyard next time, and I will take the assessment for you."

A governor can only serve for five years. Yu Xixian has been in Nanjiang Prefecture for three years, and there are two more years left to return to the mountain. He is encouraging young Taoist priests to break through within two years. It is very optimistic, but the words are relatively flat .

Zhang Wenfeng cupped his hands to express his gratitude: "Duo Chengyuan is auspicious, and the subordinates will strive to break through in recent years!"

After leaving the North Courtyard, we had lunch with Xie Moling who was trying his best to keep guests. The earth spirit was very different from usual. He actually had a lot of conversations with Xie Moling.

But Zhang Wenfeng couldn't intervene, of course he was happy to see it succeed.

He can see the transformation of the earth spirit, which is very good.

In less than a day, the news that there was a Tier [-] monster serving in the Fairy Spirit Temple spread throughout several nearby prefectures.

Zhang Wenfeng has successively received many congratulatory gifts and congratulatory letters from Taoist temples at the beginning of the Zongmen, such as Xuanyun Temple, Dengtianlou, Nine Crane Palace, Jihua Pavilion, Weiyun Temple, Panlong Temple, Jinfeng Temple, etc., gifts Collected a lot.

Gu Quan, the founder of Jinfengguan, wrote a letter in a modest and polite way, revealing a natural intimacy. It took seven or eight pages, and at the end he mentioned one thing in full force, thanking Guanzhu Zhang for his care for his nephew Gu Chaowen.

Some things are tacit, the past will pass, and will not be revealed in the sun to show others.

The original dining hall on the top of Xianling Mountain was demolished, and the reception yard rebuilt last year was overcrowded for a while.

Taoist temple incense is at its peak, quite a bit of prosperity.

After several days, the visitors gradually subsided.

Xianling Guanli became a great sect, only one real Taoist cultivator was required to advance to the Freedom Realm.

After a few days of entertainment, Zhang Wenfeng finally had time to walk around in the woods and fields. Accompanied by Hu Qiang'er, he walked along the stream to the upstream pavilion. Zhang Wenfeng saw a donkey and a badger seriously copying scriptures on a special wooden table. arts.

The donkey poked a long brush in its mouth, and wrote with ink on the rice paper one stroke at a time. The donkey's face and legs were smeared and scratched with ink.

The mountain badger next to it also poked a brush in its mouth, drooling, bitterly having to suffer with the donkey father.

It doesn't know words at all, and it's because the donkey didn't like it to be idle, eat and sleep, so it was added on purpose.

It is a waste of paper to draw out ink blobs one by one.

Zhang Wenfeng approached with a smile, and praised: "The writing is good, Lu Zijin, with your intelligence and comprehension, it won't be long before you can write Zhou Zheng's ink characters."

He can't be too exaggerated against his conscience, and his requirements should not be too high.

The donkey didn't like to see the master very much, so it silently turned its butt towards the master who set it up.

Senior Sister Yue is too strict. If she doesn't complete the prescribed five sheets of paper every day, she won't let the old cripple give her wine to drink. Fortunately, she even gave Senior Sister Yue two jade crystals, really!

The mountain badger had eaten so much ink that half of his body was covered in ink. When he saw that the temple master was like his dearest savior, he put down his brush and scurried out of the pavilion and ran as far as he could.

The sun is dazzling in broad daylight, how good it is to go back to sleep.

It turned halfway and went to the back mountain to join the earth spirit. It will hide for a few days first, the donkey father is probably crazy, let it write, is it that material?

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(End of this chapter)