Taoist chanting

In the boundless sea area more than [-] miles away from the mainland, there are three islands of different sizes that are not far apart, named "Scattered Island". .

There are stretches of stone houses and towers on the island, which are cultivated by mortals during the day.

Old Monster Xue was wrapped in a black linen robe, covering his head, face and eyes, and he was doing it in a stone pagoda.

With strange steps under his feet, three steps and a slow stop, he kept circling around the image of Zhang Wenfeng wearing a navy blue Taoist robe suspended in the air, humming and chanting in his mouth, the air conveyed subtle fluctuations, and a thick stick of dark incense was inserted in the corner of the room In the black incense burner, the strange smoke was affected by the vibration, and it turned into various animal shapes with teeth and claws, rushing towards the image.

The practice has been going on for two days, and the image is covered with a thin layer of black air.

This is the first time that Old Monster Xue is interested in a junior kid. He has lived for more than [-] years, and he thinks he is unparalleled in calculations. , To be turned over by the boy in front of him, he is not afraid that the lost dog who escaped back will make trouble for him, he is just curious.

What did he forget?
It's not terrible to fail, since it's someone else's life that's lost anyway, so it doesn't hurt.

He has to know what went wrong and avoid getting himself into it. Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck is a must-have skill for a magician. His arithmetic improvement has also failed time and time again. All the vengeful companions were killed without exception.

In the dimly lit room, only one soybean oil lamp was lit, and the blood-colored lamp swayed with the sound of singing, making it look shadowy.

Old Monster Xue, who was doing things in a leisurely manner, suddenly felt a sense, stopped in surprise, and was on guard, when the image of the Taoist priest in the air suddenly burst into a pale golden light, and Old Monster Xue, who was caught off guard, was hit right.

A thick black mist emerged from his body, and there was a "chi chi" sound of hot oil meeting cold water.

The oil lamp went out silently, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The fragrant mist swirled and poured into Old Monster Xue who was screaming in pain.

"Li Daitao is stiff... ill!"

Old Monster Xue struggled to call out the spell with his hands pinched. A figure wrapped in a black robe sitting cross-legged in the underground secret room of the stone pagoda exploded, blood and flesh splattered. Old Monster Xue seized the opportunity to stomp his feet and disappeared instantly.

When it reappeared, it was at the seaside under the night sky.

"The protection of merit... It's strange. It's okay to do it for two days. How come merit suddenly strikes back at such a long distance? How much merit does it have to be released? Impossible, impossible..."

The hemp robe on Old Monster Xue's body was still on, but his breath was very unstable, as if he had suffered a lot of damage, covered by a black mist.

Yu Ji "looked" at the stone pagoda more than ten miles away, and he couldn't understand it. He hadn't heard of an example of being able to use merit to fight back thousands of miles away.

He doesn't believe that anyone in the lower realm can do it, even if there are not many in the upper realm.

Could it be that he caused too many murders for the misfortune of the world, which caused the backlash of heaven?
It is also impossible, he has long stopped practicing the so-called "righteous way" and chose the "destroyer" who deviates from the right way, which meets the requirements of the other side of the heavenly way, and belongs to the way of surviving in the cracks.

It shouldn't cause backlash, otherwise his old life would have been gone hundreds of years ago.

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Zhang Wenfeng, who was studying the light and shadow of the canopy in the room, suddenly noticed that the supernatural power covering his head was fading away quickly, and he didn't know what happened.

This unnamed supernatural power is weird, he doesn't seem to touch anything?
Feeling it quietly, seeing the light and shadow of the canopy disappear, he vaguely guessed that the umbrella of merit and virtue he obtained by saving tens of thousands of souls saved him from some kind of trouble or disaster. Maybe it has something to do with overseas thief cultivators?
Knowing the line of scriptures in the Heinide Sutra, the golden light is dim and almost invisible.

I don't know how long it will take to restore it?

Depending on the situation, it will definitely not work in two days.

His interest in this supernatural power has increased greatly now, and he went to the library of the Taoist Palace branch to look up books on this subject at dawn.

In the branch of the Taoist Palace, Bailichun and another hexagram master were on duty in the room piled up with "mountains and rivers and thousands of miles" of sand. The stars were densely covered with objects of all sizes. A wooden rosary floating in the air suddenly fell, "pop!" A sound startled the two of them.

"Hurry up, Master Yuanfa is invited, there is a situation."

Bailichun was terrified, it was a trick arranged by Master Fayuan, saying that the bead had fallen, and he must be called to check it at any time.

Soon, monk Fayuan walked into the brightly lit room, picked up the wooden beads on the ground, folded his hands and closed his eyes to feel it.

After a long while, a thin layer of mist rose from the monk's body, and he opened his eyes when he saw sweat on his forehead.

"The poor monk sees a glimmer of light, a sign of great auspiciousness!"

A purple copper bowl appeared in Fayuan's hand, and he sprinkled a few pure white jade grains into it, saying: "Everyone has worked hard for a few days, the time is waiting for you, and the loss will never come again. Maybe we can seize this opportunity and calculate a chance of winning."

Bailichun and the hexagram master repeatedly said "no hard work", and quickly called other magicians and divination masters, and carried out various complex calculations and repeated verifications overnight according to Master Fayuan's requirements, trying to find out what the master "saw". A silver lining.

Compared with the busyness of Fa Yuan and the others, Zhang Wenfeng returned to his leisure after completing the super-delivery ceremony.

The next day, he searched the library for a long time, read many ancient books, and found materials similar to his magical powers.

5000 years ago, there was a monk who practiced Taoism and Dharma with profound skills, did good deeds and accumulated virtue, and walked in the world, with "a canopy of merit and virtue on his head, which can ward off evil spirits, cover disasters, cover heaven's secrets, and turn disasters into good fortune", and has all kinds of magical effects, but it is It varies from person to person.

When returning to the guest courtyard in the afternoon, I unexpectedly found that Chu Qing'er and Xiao Ni'er were chatting passionately in the pavilion in the courtyard.

It was a guest at the door, Zhang Wenfeng greeted Chu Qing'er who got up and smiled, and served tea in the main room. After a brief exchange of greetings, he asked Chu Qing'er why he came. He didn't believe that Chu Qing'er came to visit Xiao Ni'er.

The donkey peeked outside the door, then turned to the backyard to continue working hard.

Chu Qing'er glanced at Xiao Ni'er who was playing with the little treasure she gave her, and said with a smile: "Elder Zhou asked me to send me a magic transformation technique, saying that it is suitable for Lu Zijin who can't change form for the time being. A little bit of camaraderie is what it should be.”

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the leather scroll on the table, but he didn't pick it up right away, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Chu has something to say, just say it clearly, as the saying goes, you don't get paid for nothing..."

Xiao Ni'er interjected: "Sister Chu means that I hope that the Wu Clan of the Great Liang Dynasty can reconcile with Da'an, and that there will be no problems in the future. Don't beat you to death. They can't beat you, so I admit defeat. Listening to your words, it's really hard work." , can't you be happier?"

He buried himself in playing with the treasures again, gave her a gift, and helped her to speak a few words. This is a good deal.

Embarrassment appeared on Chu Qing'er's face, and she almost couldn't hold back to snatch the treasure back from the little guy's hand.

It's too harsh to say, can't you express it euphemistically?
Thankfully there were no other outsiders.

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Taoist chanting