Taoist chanting

Back at Yunyong Peak, Zhang Wenfeng was not in a hurry to observe the image inside the stone. He read books, enjoyed the snow, and chanted sutras in the backyard to do his homework.

The next morning, the morning sun slanted down on the yard to reflect the white snow, and the brilliance changed and blurred.

Walking slowly along the eaves corridor hung by icicles, meditating on the scriptures to enter a tranquil state of mind, seeing all the scenery with a unique indifference of being aloof, taking out the image stone and opening it, staring at the shaking and blurred images as an outsider.

The fierce fighting scene ahead did not cause his gaze to fluctuate.

He noticed a sword light suddenly appearing in the picture in the distance, the cold light was short and sharp, coming out of nowhere, Gu Quan chanted a mantra, and his left hand quickly pinched out a blurred afterimage, circling around the golden gossip order that quickly circled his bodyguard. Formed into a shield of light intertwined in the shape of gossip runes, in critical moments, it blocked the fatal sword attack like a flying fairy from the sky, and a dazzling golden brilliance bloomed from its body.

There were two spells following behind, bombarding the light group hit by the sword closely.

No sound came out, Gu Quan rolled and was knocked out of the screen.

The image rotated violently and retreated, many figures in the sky and the ground swayed randomly, countless spells and talismans exploded, and the image was affected by several white and red spots, which were blurred and unclear. Meteor, the magic weapon is brightly bombarded.

When the picture calmed down a bit, a tall and thick man appeared in the center of the image, soaked in blood, his black robe was torn, his face was ferocious and crazy, and he swung a green long sword from top to bottom in his hand.

The vertical sword style is like a gust of wind sweeping, a ray of cold light is thick, and the killing intent is unparalleled.

Zhang Guanzhu, who was outside the screen, also narrowed his eyes slightly.

Very heavy killing!
There is offense but no defense, there is death but no life.

One person is hard to stop ten people, not to mention the murderous sword monks who have mastered the "Light and Cold Sword Manual". No wonder the team that attacked Duxian City suffered heavy casualties.

The misty white light gushed out violently, and there were countless circling and wandering dragon-shaped runes, advancing one after another to block the murderous intent with a sword.

The screen shakes wildly, a dragon-shaped light cord is wrapped around Jian Xiu about ten feet away, the image retreats wildly, the red-eyed sword cultivator twists his wrist slightly, slashes horizontally with his sword, the screen rolls upside down and falls to the ground, The image is plunged into darkness.

Zhang Wenfeng held the image stone in his hand, and closed his eyes expressionlessly.

The battle was cruel and bloody. Wan Boqi was able to escape with his life when he was seriously injured. He was not hit by the follow-up spell. To Wan Boqi, this image stone was a bloody scar. He couldn't bear to see it. He was repairing it. It can be understood after the limb is taken out.

No one wants to easily reveal their own suffering for others to observe.

Zhang Wenfeng has been immersed in the two-style swordsmanship that the sword repairer exploded with his life. The crazy sword intent overflowed with murderous aura outside the screen, and the miraculous way of using the sword moved him in indifference.

He practiced the horizontal sword style and the vertical sword style for several months, and strengthened his sword comprehension of the Light and Cold Sword Sutra by teaching his apprentices to understand by analogy. However, he was lucky enough to witness the real two swords killing, and he already knew what he lacked.

It is not necessary to completely copy other people's sword skills, but to perfect and form his own sword intent.

In the front yard, Gouwa had a full stomach and ran outside on the cold, dry snow. The big snowman piled up in the yard yesterday had already been abandoned by him like old shoes, and he slipped and fell when he left the hospital. Fall far away.

Rubbing his buttocks and grinning, without crying, he got up and stomped hard on the icy road to vent his anger. Gouwa walked carefully on the untouched snow and continued to run. He was in a hurry to go to Jianping Having a snowball fight with my friends, I looked up and saw the beautiful sister Su Qin, and quickly put on a bright smile: "Wow, sister Su Qin."

Like a happy black mouse, a gust of wind ran away.

Su Qin had a slight smile on her face. She would never try to curry favor with wild children, nor would she show dislike for them. Her parents and elders had warned her many times that daily trivial matters are not trivial. Waiting on people without any complaints.

Go into the yard, tidy up the rooms that Gouwa messed up, wipe the tables, chairs and utensils in the main room
Wipe it clean.

Use a shovel and a bamboo broom to clear the icy bluestone path in the front yard.

She wouldn't set foot in the backyard without being greeted.

More than half an hour later, Su Qin walked out of the yard, turned to the front and continued to tidy up the main hall, listening to the noise of the play at the foot of the mountain, and always paying attention to the fight between Gou Wa and a few sword-learning children.

Brother Yao Siwen who came with her saw that Elder Zhang had no airs and was easygoing with everyone. He never cared about how many things they did. affairs.

The sun was already high when Su Qin walked out of the hall, and she took a shovel to clear the snow on the stone road leading down the mountain.

As early as a few years ago, Elder Zhang took Shui Qingru and the two of them to open up wasteland to plant fruit trees on the hillside and open up a medicine garden. When they did it by themselves, they said in a casual chat:
"It's hard to understand the way of the world without going through the mundane world!"

"Before the fourth level, the cultivation state of mind can be accumulated bit by bit in life."

She also said a lot, and she memorized them one by one, thinking about them in her spare time.

When getting along with an expert, you can only understand it as calmly as smoked orchid.

In the blink of an eye, the Chinese New Year was approaching, and Su Qin supervised Gouwa's reading, writing, and reciting scriptures as usual, doing daily cleaning, taking care of the medicine garden, and collecting a variety of medicines. See the elder walk out of the moon arch that prohibits fluctuations.

This day, after receiving a yellow talisman, Su Qin knocked on Brother Yao's training room and told him to take care of Gouwa, who was playing with a few apprentices at the foot of the mountain. In front of a cave.

The elder waiting at the door beckoned her in.

The cave was full of monks from the Su family, including men, women and children.

The host, Su Xianyuan, sat in the middle, chatted with Wan Boqi and the supervisor, and said: "After the journey of escape, we will see the outcome in half a year at most, and I will entrust the two of you with the affairs of the sect."

"The host can meditate quietly, and don't need to worry about secular affairs."

"I look forward to the smooth exit of the host."

After speaking, everyone let Wan Boqi and the supervisor to leave the cave.Su Xianyuan glanced at every monk of the Su family, nodded with a smile, and finally his eyes fell on Su Qin, and asked with a smile: "When Elder Zhang leaves the customs, remember to summon Uncle Wan and the supervisor."

"Yes, Qin'er, remember."

Su Qin saluted and responded.

Su Xianyuan waved his hands and said with a smile: "Let's all go down, An Sheng is doing things and practicing, 'becoming a Jindan person of my generation, I hope everyone will have that day."

Everyone bowed and saluted, and exited the cave.

As the stone gate of the cave is slowly closing, when will it be opened next time?
The backyard of Yunyong Peak.

Standing in the corridor corridor of the eaves, Zhang Wenfeng, his body was shattered with sword aura and his brilliance was restrained. He opened his eyes, immersed in the comprehension of sword intent, he didn't feel the passage of time, spread out the palm of his left hand, and the image stone turned into powder at some point, Smiling and shaking his head, when the time comes, he will speak with Uncle Wan to help Lao Wan get rid of his scars completely.

Stones from other mountains can attack jade, and he has already comprehended his own "Light and Cold Sword Manual" sword intent.

He does not pursue the ultimate murderous aura of self-destruction to boost the power of swordsmanship. He learns from the opponent as a sword sharpening stone, and perfects the way of swordsmanship he will pursue: Zhongzheng, peace, and indomitable progress.

Less paranoid hostility, more awe-inspiring righteousness.
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