Taoist chanting

366 Genius
After the donkey tasted the sweetness, he ran to the White Fox Castle in the northwest every day. His belly was round and his coat was shiny. Except for the forage in the morning and evening in the Taoist temple, there was no need to reserve food for it at noon.

It was treated very well in White Fox Castle, those little foxes who walked around ran forward and back to serve.

Comb the hair, jump on its back to loosen the bones, and the domesticated colorful birds sing on the branches.

The little fox demon accompanies it to play all over the mountain, and the life is so comfortable that it has gained a lot of weight.

The old lame man with his hips akimbo pointed at the black donkey flying slowly from the west with the sunset in a rough voice, and scolded a bloody dog: "The donkey is so wild that you can't get out of the house, and I don't see you practicing anymore. You want to play, but you don’t have any rules, do you? If you don’t want to stay home, you will chop up the trough where you graze as firewood, and throw your wine pot into the latrine as a urinal..."

The temple master let the donkey go, he is very tolerant, the second child is a worrying life, can't control the donkey's four hooves, please ask him, an old man, to take care of the donkey, always running to the neighbor's house to eat and drink Fair enough.

Lezi and the dumb girl Shuiya, who were helping in the kitchen and dining hall, ran out after hearing the old cripple scolding so harshly.

They were worried that the spirit beast that guarded the mountain would lose its temper, and what would happen if they bumped into each other?

The black donkey snorted in the air, didn't touch the ground, bared its teeth and cursed back, and from time to time said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" over the old cripple's cursing.

The two sides came and I talked to each other, and the scolding was very lively.

Lezi and Shuiya looked terrified, and while pulling the angry old cripple, they didn't let the old cripple go to the kitchen to find someone, how could the one on the ground beat the one in the air, it was obviously a disadvantage.

Wei Xingde leaned his back against the kitchen door frame, folded his hands on his chest and smiled as he watched the two scolding fights.

He was used to it. That donkey was not a fuel-efficient lamp. When arguing with the old cripple face to face, he could spray the old cripple's face without losing the wind.

The temple master with his sleeves tied up and Hu Qiang'er came back from the forest, and his figure appeared in the corridor.

The old cripple who was scolding so fiercely just now said, "I'm very busy in the kitchen, I don't have time to talk to you, I'll deal with you bastard later."

Limping towards the kitchen, he was full of momentum, like a general who is still facing victory after victory.

Lezi wiped the sweat off his forehead, and hurriedly followed Shui Ya.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the donkey that landed near him, and wrote lightly: "Lu Zijin, you are full, and you have this spare time to quarrel with the lame uncle, so don't you go to practice and exercise?"

The donkey sighed: "I've hit a bottleneck, no amount of exercise will work, and the speed of my practice is pitifully slow. I listen to you and meditate every day, but it's useless. I don't go out to play, and I hang around the mountain gate every day. That old man The goods are going to scold me for being idle again."

The more I thought about it, the more irritable I became, and I complained: "It's too much. He's going to chop off my eating guy and use it as firewood, and use my wine basin as a urinal. Please judge me, don't you hate donkeys?"

Zhang Wenfeng smiled, turned and walked towards the tea room.

I don't bother to pay attention to the trivial grievances between them.

He has seen a lot of scenes of an old man and a donkey quarreling. When they are good, they can drink in the same basin and wear the same pair of pants.

The donkey Sui Sui Nian followed: "Monastery Master, let's go out to experience the rivers and lakes again. This time, we will go farther and visit other states. Traveling thousands of miles is like reading thousands of books. This is what you said..."

Reading together with Yiyi, in short, it has the same meaning, it wants to go out, and it does not stay at home.

Zhang Wenfeng stopped at the door of the tea room and thought about it: "I will talk to the head of the mountain later, he mentioned last time that he would take a few outings in the state of energy transformation, travel between heaven and earth, and increase his practice experience, since your cultivation has fallen into a bottleneck , I can let you go out for a walk to relax, and help take care of the six apprentices in the Qi Transformation Realm."

"Ah er... well, go to the Qianluo Mountains, where you can hunt for treasures, and you can also practice, killing two birds with one stone."

The donkey suddenly regained his energy, and ran towards the west end.

With the intention of the Guanzhu, it went to talk to the second senior brother by itself, and it wanted to communicate with the second senior brother with a pen and paper. It is good to know how to write.

I don't know how the donkey chatted with the second senior brother, but the second senior brother really agreed to go to the Qianluo Mountains to practice.

At dinner in the evening, the donkey stole the wine jar from the old lame man, and the two reconciled as before.

In the morning of the second day, the donkey set off on the hoarfrost with big and small bags on its back, followed by a group of young men and women in Taoist robes, and behind them was the old and steady mountain chief.

With a sword on his waist, leggings on his feet, and a bag on his back, he is in high spirits.

All of them are energetic young men.

That morning, Zhang Wenfeng hadn't found a chance to talk to the old lame about Yang Shuilan's practice of Taoism. Accompanied by Lezi and the old lame, Shuiya walked into the tea room, and after a few words, he became a new Taoist apprentice.

Lezi is old and has experienced ups and downs, so she doesn't want to mix with a group of children to learn literature and martial arts.

He chooses to work in a Taoist temple, and he can often see Shuiya, looking forward to his peaceful life with satisfaction.

Shui Ya promises to wait until the one-year filial piety expires, and live a life of husband and wife after marriage.

Of course, the quasi-couple didn't tell the temple master and Daoist Yue about these whispers, even the old cripple kept it from them for the time being.

Yue Anyan's wish came true, and he was full of joy. He led Shuiya to arrange accommodation, explained the rules, and formally met with the apprentices in the training hall. In addition to attending lectures and scriptures together, he taught Shuiya step by step from the basics every day. Shui Ya practiced the breathing and exhalation method in "The Alchemy of Weak Water Tide Survival".

Some people are born bright and full of potential.

Yang Shuilan is the Maxima found by Yue Anyan, Bole, who was living among the people, and the pearl he found from the gravel.

Shuiya can't speak, but she studies hard and doesn't get lazy, and has a good memory. In just a few days, she can recognize and write hundreds of characters. Except that the brush characters are crooked like earthworms, and it takes time to practice. She has already written Yue Remember the practice methods taught by the Taoist priest, you can meditate and practice by yourself.

"What a genius, you can do everything easily, you can learn it once you learn it, you don't need to teach it several times, I estimate that in about a month, Shuiya can find the sense of Qi, and in about a year, she can catch up with most apprentices. schedule."

When Yue Anyan drank tea and chatted with the temple master, he couldn't hide the joy in his tone.

"A thousand soldiers are easy to win, but a general is hard to find. The more talented she is, the more she needs to be guided in her mind. Don't let her feel complacent and arrogant, 'If you don't cut jade, you can't make it; It can frustrate her a bit."

Zhang Guanzhu also has no experience in teaching geniuses, so he can only talk about it in general to remind him.

For example, Shui Qingru has a good talent in martial arts, but because she doesn't have the qualifications for cultivating the Tao, she still takes the path of hard work.

Another three days later, Yue Anyan announced the good news to the viewer who was clearing the weeds in the wheat field with hints: "Shui Ya has found the sense of Qi today, and she has worked hard. It has only been five days since she learned the exercises. How can she improve so much? quick?"

There is a little sadness in the words.

Is it a good thing that things happen abnormally and evildoers come too soon?
The month or so she estimated at the beginning was still in the category of genius recorded in the classics.

Now Yang Shuilan is progressing at a speed several times faster than a genius, which scares her a bit.

Zhang Wenfeng nourished the vitality and greenness on the tip of his hand to other wheat seedlings, straightened up and muttered: "You must instruct Shui Ya not to disclose this matter to anyone. From now on, only the three of us can make progress on her practice." I know."

Yue Anyan nodded: "I've already told Shui Ya, she is very sensible."

Zhang Wenfeng thought for a while, and said: "I will observe it for the time being. When Mr. Tu leaves the customs, I will ask Mr. Xiatu. He has a lot of experience and knowledge. He may have heard of this kind of situation. You can also ask him to help you look at Shuiya. Don't do anything wrong."

It is a good thing that there are peerless geniuses in Taoist temples.

But if this genius exceeds the records in the classics too much, it will make them feel a little bit uncomfortable and worry about gains and losses.

Watching the senior sister leave, Zhang Wenfeng carefully recalled every move of that thin girl named Yang Shuilan.

He also had contact with him for more than ten days. After a long while, he shook his head slightly. It should be that they thought too much. It is normal for a girl from a fisherman on the water who has never seen the world. She is introverted and shy, because she is older. Speaking, you can also make friends with other apprentices based on your experience.

If there were any problems, Yang Shuilan didn't even have time to restrain herself, so would she still perform so outstandingly?

There are so many geniuses in the world, or he doesn't know enough, so it's such a fuss.

He also knows that if he wants to go higher and farther on the road of practice, besides talent, luck is more important.

To be on the safe side, when the second senior brother comes back, you can let the second senior brother find a chance to listen.

He didn't want a treacherous and cunning soul to be lurking in that small body.

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(End of this chapter)