Taoist chanting

Chapter 563
On the sixth day of the first lunar month, a new courtyard on the site of Xianlingguan was decorated with lights and festoons, and the sounds of firecrackers and crowds were buzzing.

The groom, Wei Jingjie, was dressed in auspicious red attire, and the bride, Shang Qingyun, was wearing a red hijab. Under the auspices of the respected and respected officiant, Tu Kun, after paying homage to the Taoist ancestors, master ancestors, parents and masters, Lao Laizi, Shanzhang and Yue Daochang , After the salute, it was dusk, and the bridesmaids Yan Jing, Shui Qingru, Zhang Xuanyan, and Qian Jing sent the bride into the bridal chamber, and the wedding banquet officially began.

Shi Nanguan grabbed the bridegroom officer who was toasting, and shouted: "Brothers, after three days of marriage, there is no size. Today, the one who has been bullied by Boss Wei is revenge. Take the wine bowl, don't be cowardly, just pour it over." Bridegroom officer, make a fuss."

"Haha, I have disliked Boss Wei for many years. If I don't force the groom to the ground, it will be hard to get rid of my hatred."

"Come one by one, drink one round and then the next round, old man, is there enough wine for today?"

"Just open your belly and drink! Don't be cowardly, groom."

In response, the first group of old brothers swarmed up, and launched a brazen wine and water wheel battle against Wei Jingjie who married away the popular little round-faced junior sister (senior sister). .

Behind it is the third group of disciples who have been studying Taoism for three years and formally worshiped in Xianlingguan. There are more than 13 people. They belong to the younger generation No. [-] disciples. .

Uncle Wei, the deacon in charge of the law, is stern and selfless, and they usually get reprimanded a lot.

Even in such a festive and noisy occasion, they dare not be too presumptuous, but taking the opportunity to toast is the right thing to do.

The people present were all Xianlingguan's own people, no relatives from the two families were invited, after finishing the banquet here, in a few days, they will go to their hometown to hold a large banquet to entertain relatives and friends, for this reason Wei Xingde has prepared many days in advance in the village.

Wei Jingjie advanced to the Free State last fall and became No. 1 among all the disciples, but his iron body couldn't stand up to this group of wolves and tigers, and he was not allowed to dissolve his alcohol. He called out: "Senior Brother Lezi !"

His brother Wei Jingcheng obeyed his parents' wishes to marry a wife and have children many years ago, so he couldn't help him with his mortal body.

Lezi, who was hiding in the corner, smiled wryly and had no choice but to step forward to rescue him.

Marrying a junior sister is such a particularly hated thing, you should drink to death.

The scene became more and more lively.

The old cripple drank the wedding wine and watched his foolish boy being given wrongful wine. He felt uncomfortable, and he didn't know when the good marriage that the head of the mountain said would come true?Hope to see it someday.

When the wine enters the heart of sorrow, it turns into a belly full of bitterness.

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Zhao Zhu'er grew taller again. Before entering the blessed land, she bought a lot of clothes in Guzhou City. There was no shortage of food, salt, and seasonings, and she was fully prepared to stay for a few years.

To live a new life, any experience is fresh and somewhat familiar to her.

There are mountains and rivers within a hundred miles. After she practiced every day, she hunted and fished, collected fruits and wild vegetables, cooked medicine and food, and lived a leisurely life. It's just that there is no nagging donkey to bicker with her these days, which is a bit boring.

There is no time in the mountains, and there is reincarnation in cold and heat.

After entering the blessed land, it was autumn again. The donkey got something from chatting with her, so he thought about running instead of practicing, trying to find an opportunity to "feel the weather and follow the heart". Zhao Zhuer encouraged the donkey to follow what he wanted want to do it.

Many dark thoughts, seemingly absurd and uninhibited, may be a way to follow the way of heaven.

These days, donkeys ran steadily along a range of hundreds of miles. The mountains, rocks, forests, streams and ravines made an irregular path. They ran day and night without stopping, and there was no certainty when they would stop.

Zhao Zhuer held a self-made slender bamboo fishing rod in her hand, and the fishing line was hanging down in the deep pool below. She didn't pay attention to the dry bamboo knots floating on the water surface. At ease, then you can slow down, let Yuan Qi accumulate and accumulate, and spend time to improve the proficiency of several skills.

She has a comprehensive plan for how to go on the road of cultivation in the future, and the general direction.

People who have no long-term concerns must have short-term worries. Although Confucianism and Taoism are different, the path to practice is the same.

A figure suddenly appeared by the rugged stream thirty feet away, the sound of stepping on dead branches startled Zhao Zhu'er who was in a daze, the girl looked back vigilantly, stood up and shouted in surprise: "Shopkeeper, you have advanced and passed the level. "

She called the master, brother, or shopkeeper, all according to her mood, not sticking to one pattern.

Zhang Wenfeng held the string of nine-star flowing beads that were connected by themselves without silk threads in his left hand, and slowly pinched, his whole body looked a bit illusory, ecstatic, and he had only advanced to the golden pill of "returning the original liquid to the pill, reborn" Within a few days, the body has been energyized, trying to communicate with the world and master the phantom of the Dharma.

"'One step at a time, one step at a time', standing tall, the scenery you see is completely different from what you see below."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded with a smile, walked to the rocky slope above the deep pool in the blink of an eye, and stood side by side with his junior sister. He made a noise on purpose and sighed in his mouth before, and had a common topic with Zhao Zhu'er who once stood at a very high place.

Zhao Zhu'er tilted his head to look at it, and said with a smile: "Brother, you haven't adjusted your appearance?"

She is not very interested in those high scenery, and the directions she cares about are not on the same line.

Zhang Wenfeng brushed the hair on his forehead with his right hand, full of confidence: "Is it necessary to adjust his appearance for my brother? Leave a way for other fellow Taoists to survive."

The little girl laughed so hard that she had no image, she just liked the serious nonsense of her senior brother.

The float on the surface of the pool swayed up and down, and the ripples on the water surface spread out.

"Senior brother is a role model for me, but I can't learn it. When I advance to Jindan, I want to become beautiful, so as not to be teased by Lu Zijin, who has no eyesight, for being ugly."

"You also know that guy has no eyesight, and he swaggers around with a rough face, 'horses don't know how long their faces are, and donkeys don't know how thick their skin is', why should you be as knowledgeable as it?"

Zhang Wenfeng glanced around and asked, "When did Lu Zijin start running? Are you going to advance to the fourth rank?"

"I don't dare to say that Lu Zijin, I can only watch the master."

Zhao Zhu'er smiled so that her face turned into a rose flower, delicate and lovely, and said: "It's been almost ten days. It's got something occasionally, and it's still a little short of a chance to advance to the fourth level. In fact, it can swallow those natural talents and earthly treasures right now. As soon as it hits the barrier, it wants to pursue perfection and beauty, so we may delay it for a year or a half."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded. In such a short period of time, he should take it as a solid cultivation base and practice more spells and swordsmanship.

After advancing to the Golden Core Realm as he wished, he suddenly felt relaxed without that sense of urgency.

"No hurry, let's wait for it."

"Let's see how Lu Zijin's luck is."

Zhao Zhu'er is not in a hurry to return to the Fairy Spirit Temple. In such a good place, she will be able to recover her self-cultivation in a year and a half. At that time, she will have the power to protect herself, and she will feel comfortable when going out.

The former master had his own arrogance in his heart, and he couldn't rely on the master and Lu Zijin for everything.

Zhang Wenfeng suddenly turned his head to look at the mountain stream forest several miles to the west, where a tall old man walking slowly with his hands on his back, the two sides looked at each other from a distance, the old man's eyes were strange orange-yellow vertical pupils.

Zhao Zhu'er shuddered, her hair was terrified, the temple master stepped in front of her, and then came back to his senses, what a powerful old monster, quickly sent a voice to the temple master:

"Be careful, that old man has at least six levels of cultivation!"

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(End of this chapter)