Taoist chanting

Chapter 594

Xianling Temple, under the shade of trees on the east wall of Qingzheng Bieyuan.

The old cripple is old, but his spirit is still strong, his ears are still intact, and his right hand is holding the wine bowl with three fingers. When he touches the thick bowl extended by the thick black man opposite the small wooden table, he takes a sip of the old wine and says with satisfaction: "It's still your thoughtfulness of Donkey Day, coming to find me a drink every now and then, it's not in vain for me to feed you a handful of fodder and beans."

Lu Zijin's big black man drank his drink in one gulp, then wiped his ticking chin with his sleeves. The heroic heroes in the play are so informal, and laughed and scolded: "You old man, don't come here, but you still have the face to mention it." Back then, who was..."

"Cheng, Cheng, don't even mention those rotten old calendars, I don't want to quarrel with you again. You are a donkey, I don't remember half of your kindness, you remember a lot of trivial things when you beat you and scolded you, you have a small mind." , if I can't find someone idle, I'm too lazy to drink with you..."

"Hey, old man, you have become more and more powerful in the way you raked the crops. You kept saying that you wanted to hire the pigger. I will remember this grudge forever."

"Ah bah, I just scare you verbally, when did you invite me? Which of your donkey eyes saw the pigger go up the mountain, did the donkey invite me to drink, or did you come to get angry?"

"Drinking and drinking, talking and joking, old man, you are so impatient, you can't take a joke anymore."

The big black man hurriedly filled his empty bowl with wine, held it up to respect the old man.

The busy women in the kitchen and the young people in the foreign affairs hall were no strangers to the two drinking and arguing outside. They just thought they were listening to the excitement. Not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Lu Zijin's ears moved slightly, he noticed that someone had entered the archway, took a sip of wine, and asked in a low voice, "I haven't seen Lezi and the two of them for a long time, have you returned to Liuzhihe?"

"When I mention this matter, I get annoyed. The little bastard has a daughter-in-law and forgets about his father. He stays in the house all day long and sees no one for half a year."

"When will you drink their wedding wine? It's not a problem if it takes a long time."

"Who says no, that bastard..."

The old cripple was full of complaints, and he was so bored in his heart that he drank and scolded his son, and chatted with the donkey all day long, and he felt a little more at ease in his heart. Before he finished speaking, he saw two people falling from the sky to the nearby , it was his little brat and Yang Shuilan.

"Father, drink less."

Lezi complained and shouted, if he doesn't show up again, I don't know what bad words the old man will say.

He also knew that it was Lu Zijin who noticed that they were back and deliberately provoked trouble.

"Uncle Fang."

Yang Shuilan laughed.

The old cripple hurriedly put down the wine bowl and got up, the creases on his face stretched out, and he smiled brightly: "Hey, Shuilan is back, what do you want to eat? Uncle Fang went to the stove to cook some special dishes. The radish seedlings planted are fresh and tender, I will pull them out and fry them to eat."

Glancing at Lu Zijin who jumped off the wall and ran away, he turned around to deal with the restless and kind donkey.

There is no way to see his old man's jokes. He always scolds his own son and doesn't say anything harsh to his prospective daughter-in-law.

"Father, don't be too busy, we will stay here for at least a year and a half when we come back, and we will drink with you later in the evening."

"well."

Hearing that Lezi said that he would live there for a year or so, the old cripple laughed from ear to ear.

Lu Zijin took out a wine gourd, drank it leisurely and flew to the west, and landed in Beiyan Forest, he didn't immediately go to look for Xiao Ni'er who was playing in Baihua Terrace, Yang Shuilan came, Xiao Ni'er had a good time In the end.

He still doesn't want to touch the mold.

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Zhang Wenfeng received a reply from Yang Shuilan, saying that Xiao Ni'er had been restrained to practice under the small waterfall in Beiyan Forest, and he was under personal custody, and Xiao Ni'er would not be allowed to show up for a year, so he was also relieved.

Put away the flying sword, and continue to discuss the replay with Rong Shuzhi, how to deal with a martial artist of the same level who is as powerful as the magic monk.

Lu Changyuan and Monk Fabao did not leave. They will stay on the island for a few days and exchange their cultivation experience with several fellow practitioners.

Traveling far and wide, communicating and discussing with different monks, in addition to increasing your knowledge, you may also gain different insights into your own spells and perceptions.

"Avoid his edge, use various formations to trap him, first make yourself invincible, and then slowly consume."

Rong Shuzhi glanced at Shui Qingru, who was serving tea and pouring water by the side, and listening seriously. He and the temple master are talking about things now, and they didn’t avoid the female warrior. The temple master wants to broaden the horizons of his disciples. "The way of the formation is not only the five-element formation, but also the talisman formation, sword formation, curse formation, etc., whichever is easy to use and which one is easy to use, you can use it to deal with him.

Like Guanzhu, your swordsmanship is very good, you can practice sword energy array to besiege masters, even if the magic weapon monk is as indestructible as the magic weapon, no matter how hard you break ten thousand spells, you can still trap him. Relatively speaking, the magic weapon Monk's speed is his weakness, which is also the common problem of most warriors, who pay too much attention to attack and defense, and not enough attention to speed.

The sword energy becomes silk, and the water is soft. As long as he can buy a moment, he will be surrounded by loops, without giving him time to breathe. Little by little, small victories will become big victories, and eventually it will become a complex of several different natures. His sword energy was so strong that he was so trapped that he couldn't move. "

Zhang Wenfeng knew that this guy had a good brain, and he watched two fights yesterday, so he could give him targeted advice.

"I don't know how to do sword formation, you can teach me, it doesn't matter if it's from the Wu clan or Confucianism."

"You comprehend that there are four swords, I will spend some time to help you organize them, interspersed and applied to a witch clan sword formation, make a little improvement, and turn it into your own sword formation, give me ten days and a half months to ponder. "

Rong Shuzhi heard that the temple master could accept things from the Wu Clan, he agreed with a smile, and said: "The Confucian 'Landscape Migration Talisman' you used yesterday, help me draw some pictures that I can use now. But good things, be prepared.”

Zhang Wenfeng took out a stack of landscape shifting talismans he had drawn when he was free, and pushed it in front of Rong Shu.

The talismans he has drawn now are not intentional to lower his cultivation level, so Rong Shuzhi can't use them.

"I will also give you the method of drawing the landscape moving talisman."

"Okay, this thing is difficult to learn, I'll keep it for now, and spend time practicing it when my cultivation level is higher."

Rong Shuzhi unceremoniously put away.

Shui Qingru understands it, the young man in front of him who often goes to the courtyard on the top of the mountain to drink tea, just like Yang Shuilan, is the reincarnation of a former monk, and he has an inseparable relationship with the temple master.

Being able to guide the audience and help the audience improve a tailor-made sword formation, this young man is a powerful person.

Zhang Wenfeng knocked on the table, signaled the stunned apprentice to pour tea, and said to Rong Shuzhi, "Lu Changyuan noticed you yesterday, he was looking for your details, and he wanted to accept you as an apprentice."

"Accept me as his apprentice?"

Rong Shuzhi pointed his finger at his nose, and said with a chuckle: "Forget it, his way is not suitable for me."

Zhang Wenfeng glared at him, and said, "You said you were showing off, deliberately attracting the attention of Fellow Daoist Lu, be careful not to end up causing trouble."

Rong Shuzhi didn't feel worried at all, and said with a smile: "Guanzhu, the older you are, the less courageous you are. Don't worry, the Confucianists didn't force their apprentices. If he was a monk of the Wu clan, I wouldn't attract his attention."

Zhang Wenfeng instructed: "Don't go out of the city for a while, wait until the two of them leave."

He also just woke up, the reincarnation of Rongshu is different from the previous Zhong Wenyong's temper, because now the young man's heart is acting strangely, just like Zhao Zhu'er, who is also a different person.

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(End of this chapter)