Taoist chanting

Chapter 587

Feeling a wisp of faint breath overflowing from the bead held in his hand, the temperature around his body rose instantly, and the air twisted and fluctuated slightly.

Zhang Wenfeng smelled the smell of scorching, and then he saw a gleam of light that seemed to appear from the void, condensed into a thread of flame, piercing towards him like a sword, as thin as a strand of hair, with a terrifying aura.

"The intention is to put the sword first, not to stick to one style. I will demonstrate a style of 'Lihuo Sword Intent' using fire as the sword. You don't have to force it as much as you understand."

A man's subtle voice came from beside his ears, Zhang Wenfeng stood still like a pine, his mind became quiet for an instant, staring at the flaming sword intent without blinking his eyes.

The flame grew rapidly in his eyes, and the flame seemed to have life, tumbling, sweeping, and dancing, all kinds of shapes were interpreting Lihuo's sword intent, seemingly scattered and violent, but actually had its own rules.

Immersed in the world of flames that filled the sky, he closed his eyes to observe, learn, think, and comprehend, without any distractions.

"The swordsmanship talent is good, waiting for you to come to the upper world..."

The man seemed a little surprised, before he finished speaking, his voice suddenly disappeared into the air.

The scorching heat in the quiet room quickly calmed down. In the room, Zhang Wenfeng was standing with the flow beads in his hands, and his body was shining with brilliance. From time to time, a wisp of wood fire jumped, and he had already entered meditation practice.

Zhou Fushi came to Yunyong Peak on the morning of the second day, but he didn't see Guanzhu Zhang, so he didn't care much.

Golden Core cultivators occasionally get some income, and it is normal to practice behind closed doors for three to five days. For them, it is just a moment, and they don't feel that time has passed. Give him a sound.

However, this wait has passed for a month.

Zhou Fushi couldn't sit still anymore. He returned to the Zongmen from the capital and came to Yunyong Peak again. He hesitated for a moment before going up to the gate of Houshan Sanjin's courtyard. He went up and knocked on the door, but got no response. Protective formation, it is not advisable to go in and disturb it.

Shaking his head and smiling, he said to the host and supervisor who followed him: "Junior Brother Zhang is a true quiet monk, he is at ease wherever he meets, and he can calm down and understand the practice wherever he goes, which is beyond the reach of my brother. The matter of holding the ceremony is for now. Take it easy, wait for Junior Brother Zhang to go out."

The two agreed with a smile.

Elder Zhang really didn't think of himself as a guest. They seem to be unable to learn this kind of disposition.

The days passed day by day, and it snowed one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival is over and the new year begins.

Zhou Fushi came to the yard on the back mountain of Yunyong Peak again, and asked the two respectful disciples beside him: "The formation in the yard has been on all the time, has it been turned off, or is there any other abnormality?"

The male disciple Yao Siwen was full of depression, and replied respectfully: "Su Qin and I have the array that entered the front yard in our hands, and we didn't notice any abnormalities in the array, let alone shut it down."

He and his female disciple Su Qin are disciples assigned by the sect to serve Elder Zhang. In the past three months, he and Su Qin have taken turns guarding the courtyard gate. It is clean, and there is very little time to practice every day.

Zhou Fushi paced around for a while, and said to the host: "Fellow Tukun from Xianlingguan, sent me a message to greet me, asked about Junior Brother Zhang's recent situation, and asked when the Elder Ceremony will be held. Come and have a look in the yard together."

The host asked: "Can you arrange the scientific etiquette?"

"No, I'll go outside the mountain gate to greet you, just walk in through the side door, and he's not in the mood to be polite."

Zhou Fushi frowned slightly, took out the flying sword, read a few words silently, and typed the message.

He was worried that Junior Brother Zhang might have something wrong with his cultivation?The retreat time is also too long. It is said that he is not in his own sect and has not officially become an elder of Lingbao Temple.

Around noon, Tu Kun and Chu Qing'er rushed over from Scattered Island.

After exchanging some polite greetings, Zhou Fushi invited the two people who had come from afar into the mountain gate. He understood in his heart the intention of Tu Kun to invite one more person, and he was also anxious to find out the reason. It would be better if one more person could be a witness.

Flying to the top of Yunyong Peak, Zhou Fushi narrated what happened, but actually there was not much to say, the opening of the ancient cave mansion and the search for the treasure that day belonged to the secrets of Lingbao Temple and should not be known to outsiders.

Tu Kun observed in front of the gate for a while, and said, "Please Zhou Guanshi open the gate, let's go in and have a look."

More than [-] years ago, he followed Xuanmu to travel around, and then he fought for decades. This is the second time he has set foot in Lingbao Temple. Hearing Xuanmu often brag about the sect, his ears are callused.

He guessed that the viewer might have experienced a great war, and suddenly had an important insight when he was alone in the dead of night.

According to Guanzhu's temperament, and he was in Lingbao Temple's territory, he started to practice behind closed doors regardless.

Of course, what the truth is, he has to see is believing.

Zhou Fushi had an array weapon in his hand, opened the courtyard door, stretched out his hand to invite, and walked into the cold courtyard with Tu Kun, Chu Qing'er was left behind, the stone pavement was stained with faint moss and green marks, and fluffy weeds grew on the mud.

The three of them walked through the courtyard and came to the middle courtyard, and immediately noticed the quiet room on the east side of the main house.

Even though they were separated by the quiet room formation, they could still feel the fluctuation of sword energy.

Tu Kun secretly heaved a sigh of relief, the brat was refining his sword behind closed doors, he was very familiar with the aura of the temple master, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "The temple master is a guest at Lingbao Temple, so the master is bothering you. I will wait I will send a message back to the Immortal Spirit Temple, and ask them to send disciples personally passed by the temple master to serve, and they will be informed in time of any situation. How does Zhou Guanshi feel?"

Reach out to ask, go outside, and don't disturb the master's retreat and practice.

It is not yet known when the Guanzhu will be able to leave the customs.

Zhou Fushi felt relieved, and said with a smile: "That's very good, fellow Taoist Tu is considerate, please go to Lingbao Peak to serve tea!"

Tu Kun apologized: "Today, fellow Daoist Chu and I should not stay for long. We have to rush back to Singxing Island to guard. We will not bother you when we have time next time. Please forgive me Zhou Guanshi."

"Where, where, let the two go back and forth, Zhou will feel very sorry."

Zhou Fushi said polite words, sent the two of them off in a hurry, and explained to the host and the supervisor that he was still busy when he returned to the capital.

In February of Yangchun, the season of romantic mountain flowers.

Zhang Wenfeng, who was standing still in the quiet room, suddenly withdrew his wood fire and shattered sword energy. He slowly opened his eyes, looked down at the Liuzhu in his hand, and showed a rewarding smile at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't know how long time had passed. He was immersed in the realm of "Lihuo Sword Intent" demonstrated by Master Merlin with a trace of flame. Different intentions, Lihuo sword intentions are eclectic, roaring, violent, docile, flexible, changeable, etc., move with the mind, and have various forms.

In the future, it will take a lot of time to figure out how to practice swords.

Putting on Liuzhu, thinking about Senior Brother Zhou helping him to organize the ceremony, he opened the door and walked out.

Seeing Shui Qingru bowing and bowing under the eaves.

He almost thought that he had returned to the Fairy Temple, and when he looked at the unfamiliar courtyard and buildings, it was undoubtedly the Lingbao Temple.

"Welcome Master to leave the customs!"

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(In the special period of these few days, you can see it in the backstage of the chapter review, and it will be displayed after the meeting is over in a few days)
(End of this chapter)