Taoist chanting

Chapter 359

After waking up from meditation, Zhang Wenfeng didn't disturb Yue Anyan, who was too exhausted, got up to check the Aesculus and a branch of lotus, and slowly cleaned up the messy stones and fragments on the ground, thinking about the before and after of the confrontation between the replay and the Yin God.

Every time you experience a dangerous situation, you must let yourself learn lessons and use them to sharpen yourself and enrich your practice experience.

He roughly figured out that the ghost portal of the Water Prison Secret Mansion is because the Yin God "feeds" too many drowning souls, causing the ghost consciousness generated by that door to be chaotic, and it is no longer affected by the water god tokens of the previous dynasty. God is in complete control and cannot communicate with it.

After the death of the Yin God, the only right way is to break through the door.

The layers of ghosts that emerged before the door was broken were all innocent souls harmed by evil spirits.

Half an hour later, Yue Anyan woke up. This was the first time she experienced such a thrilling scene that she almost thought she couldn't survive. She survived a near death, but she still had lingering fears. My mood still needs to be strengthened, so I smiled and got up and said hello.

Put low tables and wooden benches on the edge of the open space, put a set of tea sets, and fly up to install three small glowing stones on the top.

The soft white light dispels the darkness and coldness, and makes the remnant mansion warm and comfortable.

Zhang Wenfeng said: "Senior Sister, don't rush to arrange, wait for me to take the ghost in the bottle to the Nether Realm."

Take out the shoujing bottle from the black cloth bag, and it is suitable to rescue all the ghosts detained in the water prison at the bottom of the river. It can save him a lot of things. "The stress.

Yue Anyan hurriedly walked to the side of the seven leaves and a branch of lotus, and activated the array flag she arranged to protect the rare medicinal materials.

The earth spirit was able to determine that they were at the bottom of the water because of the traces of the battle and the formation flag she left behind.

Seeing the master set up the bottle, taking out incense candles, offerings and paper money, etc., she was not invited, so she was inconvenient to go forward to help, watching the master light the incense candle, release the bottle seal, and black air came out of the bottle , The temperature of the remnant mansion space of more than ten feet dropped rapidly.

With the chanting of the scriptures of the Lord Guanzhu and the offering of offerings in his hands, there was a low ghost cry in the space.

The female ghosts showed vague figures. They sensed the faint call from the dark, and they floated in the air and poured out their sorrow and grievances with ghost voices.

Yue Anyan guarded his mind and refused to let himself listen.

The ghost's voice invaded the soul and lingered, there was no need to have anything to do with the drowned female ghost.

This is the third time she has seen the master use incense scriptures to save ghosts. She could distinguish for a while, but she couldn't understand what secret scriptures the master used. think.

The cadence of the scriptures is like an ancient ballad. It has magical power and uses unique rhymes to wash away the hostility and resentment pouring out of ghosts.

After burning the three sticks of incense in Zhang Wenfeng's hands, there was still a female ghost named Jin Tao floating in the air, refusing to enter the realm of the underworld.

His mind power is now greatly improved, and he is familiar with using scriptures to save ghosts. This ghost refuses to go down because he has a few days of friendship with Yue Anyan, and he wants to entrust the regrets of his life that have been washed by the scriptures and recalled like a flashback. This is not difficult. Guess.

Put the residual incense in your hand into the "flowing water" ground with flowing smoke and clouds, throw a few stacks of paper money on the road and burn them, pick up the vase, put the stone figurines that are ready to move in the sleeves, look at the vague female ghost hesitating in the air, and see the female ghost Silent like a cicada shrunk into a ball, coldly said: "What's the matter?"

The female ghost timidly glanced at Yue Anyan's direction, and then bowed down to the Taoist priest who could decide her life or death.

"This servant is bold and wants to ask Daoist Yue about..."

Zhang Wenfeng looked at Yue Anyan, this is an opportunity to accumulate virtue, he didn't say anything.

Yue Anyan saw that the viewer did not object, so she stepped forward and said, "Jintao, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, you can tell me about them." She had communicated with Jintao for a few days, and she sympathized with the other party's experience.

Zhang Wenfeng walked aside and gave the place to one person and one ghost. As a ghost, he didn't want to get involved.

After a while, Yue Anyan came over and said softly: "She has gone to the Nether Realm."

She has already agreed to help Jintao fulfill her last wish, and it is just a matter of time for her to run errands. She has a cold temper, but she is quite chivalrous inside.

Zhang Wenfeng packed up the things on the ground, the two said a few words, Yue Anyan arranged a set of formation flags at the door, then walked into the water hand in hand, and surfaced after a while.

It is night outside, the bright moon is shining high in the west, and the river is mighty.

Returning to the Taoist temple, we played with the mountain badgers for a while. It was already late at night, and the two went back to their residences to rest.

The next day, after morning class and breakfast, the three of them sat in the tea room of Qingzheng Bieyuan, drank tea and chatted about various things that had happened in the past few days. Handled it in a timely manner, the head of the mountain did a good job, the truth is in the book, and being a man is not in the book."

Yue Anyan shook his head and said, "Cui Zhongyu has good aptitude, but I didn't expect his character to be so unbearable."

The second senior brother sneered: "Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise it would be another Lu Jinzhong who is stealing from others, and the damage might be even greater."

Zhang Wenfeng asked curiously: "Shan Zhang, how did you find out that the kid's xinxing problem is so convincing, can you tell us in detail?" He and the second senior brother know each other well, so there is no need to shy away from speaking like this.

He already knew that it was Hu Qiang'er who exposed Cui Zhongyu.

The second senior brother knocked on the tea table, glanced at the two people who insisted on breaking the casserole to ask the bottom line, and said: "The respondent I subdued can listen to the voices of people whose cultivation level is much weaker than mine."

Zhang Wenfeng almost spit out a mouthful of tea, no wonder the second senior brother has been hiding the demon queen's respondent and let them guess, but he refused to tell the truth, so this is the case, this skill is too much.

Yue Anyan covered his mouth and smiled, and after laughing, he said: "The head of the mountain should use it with caution, this supernatural ability to spy on people's privacy may damage the morality."

The second senior brother nodded: "I know, it's not impossible to use it once or twice, you just need to know about it, don't say it out there." It would affect his decent image too much.

"Don't tell me, this matter is a secret of Xianlingguan, and it is not allowed to spread."

After Zhang Wenfeng finished speaking seriously, he and Yue Anyan laughed at the same time.

The second senior brother didn't withdraw from them, and then laughed.

After talking about it, he felt relieved.

A bell rang from the corridor in the distance, and the three of them got up and went their separate ways. Yue Anyan and the second senior brother had classes to attend respectively.

Zhang Wenfeng went down the dwarf mountain and met Hu Qiang'er who was flying with a sword. The two of them talked about the fields and the growth of spiritual plants. When they came back from a tour, the sun had already risen so high. They saw the gate tower standing for a long time The missing little fox demon.

"Monastery Lord, I can't go in, the formation at the door seems to have changed."

The little fox demon screamed, she picked up the hem of her skirt, revealing a pair of slender and barefoot straw sandals made of thick hemp that did not fit her feet, and she secretly put on the straw sandals that her sister told her that the Lord had woven by herself.

Zhang Wenfeng approached, handed the little fox demon a new array jade pendant, took back the old array, and said with a smile: "Mr. Tu made some supplements to the array, you haven't come out for a long time."

"My elder sister detained me on the mountain to practice. I managed to break through the first level before I was allowed to go out. You don't come to White Fox Castle as a guest. I look forward to your visit every day."

The little fox hung the jade pendant around his waist, chattering, and suddenly jumped up and grabbed the little ghost who was floating around on the wooden sword, and said with a smile: "Qiang'er, lend me this wooden sword to play with! Jian, you really know how to play!"

Both the little ghost spirit and the little fox demon are very playful, and the two guys are still childlike, so they are very playable.

One big and one small squeezed on a wooden sword and flew away with a "shua".

"Monastery, please help me weave a pair of straw sandals, which look better than my sister's, thank you..."

In the distance, the voice of the little fox demon was heard, and it had already run away.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said "Hey", he likes the little fox demon who is not as simple as the city mansion, and he finds it beautiful when he looks at it. The two little guys regard play as practice, and practice as play. In fact, there is no problem. Fit is good.

Going to the mountain, I picked a small bundle of spiritual straw, sat on the boulder in the shade of the stream at the foot of the mountain, and knit rope to weave real straw sandals.

For him, my peace of mind is all about practice, regardless of form.

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(End of this chapter)