Taoist chanting

Yuanyang County, Houqiu Village, thirty miles west of Jiuhe Mountain.

It was late at night and the moon was dark. Every household in the village hung filial cloths on the courtyard doors and white lights on the eaves. The village was filled with a white and miserable funeral atmosphere.

There are two mourning sheds on the square beside the ancestral hall, and a large-scale mourning hall and altar are arranged in the middle. The slow white paper of the mourning banners rattles continuously with the night wind, and the paper figurines placed in the pavilion are illuminated by white lights. Pale and pale, shadowy.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a clean appearance in a black Taoist robe, with a bell in his left hand and a formula in front of his chest with his right hand, stepped on his feet and chanted loudly, leading many rural Taoist priests to recite the "Blood Pot Sutra" around the coffin Chaodu, in the past few days, he has done rituals such as "wearing flowers, beating officials, and going to hell".

All men in the village, regardless of age, kneel before the spirit to mourn.

Stacks of paper money were burned in the brazier, and the incense was curling up. The mourning sound of the woman started from the ceremony in another shed, like a sad song, telling and praising Mrs. Qiu's life without stopping.

As the ceremony drew to a close, Zhang Wenfeng came out of the darkness and stopped outside the mourning hall.

A filial grandson in hemp and filial piety saw the Taoist priest appearing, hurriedly got up and walked in front of Zhang Wenfeng, bowed his knees, and then knelt down to greet him. A cry of "Old Madam through the ages, please mourn".

The middle-aged Taoist priest, who was doing things, pointed at him, signaling to the master to leave him alone.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was immersed in the atmosphere of chanting scriptures, and he didn't seem to notice that there was an additional observer outside, and he was meticulously performing the solemn and solemn ritual ceremony.

After the last scripture was read, the middle-aged Taoist priest rang the Dharma bell and recited the "Treasure of Saving Suffering in Taiyi" together with all the Taoist priests. After completing the ceremony, many filial sons and grandsons kowtowed and stood up one after another.

Seeing Zhang Wenfeng outside the mourning hall, the middle-aged Taoist priest was a little surprised, walked out with a smile and saluted, and led the guests to the resting yard arranged by the host's house nearby.

"Neglect Guanzhu Zhang, I don't know that Guanzhu Zhang came here at night, but do you have any urgent orders?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest is Feng Qiyue, the elder of the Nine Crane Palace. He hides in the countryside, walks away from the ordinary way by practicing deeds, feels the sorrow and death in the world, and seeks to transcend his own perception, which is unique.

In the past few years, with the rapid rise of Xianling Temple, Feng Qiyue seldom contacted Zhang Guanzhu. His identity did not match. Every now and then, he would send his know-it-alls to give a gift, no wonder there are so many gifts.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't make too many detours, and cut straight to the point: "I have a favor to return, and Fellow Daoist Feng is just when I need it, so I tried every means to find out the location of Fellow Daoist, so I came to bother you, Fellow Daoist Feng, don't need to think too much."

On the road of practice, it is taboo to procrastinate, and in some key points, one should obey one's heart and behave in the world.

He went to the Liuzhi River to get ten precious pills from Yang Shuilan, and was kindly stayed on the river island by Lezi for three days. He drank big wine with his alcoholic cousin for three days, chatted with his senior sister for a long time, and then went to the mine The cave looked at the chubby mountain badger.

When Fan Chongfeng sent a message telling him of Feng Qiyue's whereabouts, he went straight to find him and had been secretly observing for several days.

Feng Qiyue invited the rare visitor Zhang Guanzhu into the yard, and asked the little Taoist priest who followed him to avoid him, and wondered: "When did Zhang Guanzhu owe Feng a favor? Why can't Feng remember it for a while?"

He and Zhang Guanzhu didn't meet much, and the number of exchanges was also very few.

It was a little strange before, but Guanzhu Zhang seemed to have an unusual affection for him, and his words were very friendly.

At the beginning, a disciple of the Zongmen who was procured for foreign affairs was more than successful, and he severely offended Guanzhu Zhang and Chen Qingqiao, who is now a golden alchemy. Later, his nephew Feng Chengfeng even forced Guanzhu Zhang to compete, as long as he didn't ask him to bring up the old score Just burn high incense, when did Zhang Guanzhu owe him favors?
It seems that Zhang Guanzhu doesn't seem to be talking ironically, and as Zhang Guanzhu's status as the guardian of the country, there is no need for it.

It doesn't take a lot of trouble to pinch him, and he can be crushed to death with one finger.

"Many years ago, Fellow Daoist Feng, you used the technique of guiding the way with the golden rooster to summon the soul back to life on the road to Huangquan,
Inadvertently helped me, I was framed by a villain that night, my soul wandered in the ghost realm, and I happened to meet the 'golden rooster', so I was able to escape. "

Zhang Wenfeng changed his speech slightly. The case of him being framed by Lu Jinzhong has a file in the county Daolu Branch Court, which is all right. With his current status, he no longer has to worry about the little things in the past.

He cupped his hands and bowed solemnly to the stunned Feng Qiyue.

"I can't, I can't!"

Feng Qiyue laughed so hard that his mouth was a little crooked, he tried to hold back but couldn't help it, so he quickly reached out to help.

At the beginning when he cast spells to call back souls, he had just advanced to the Freedom Realm, and when he was in high spirits, he was a little impulsive and wanted to try the mystery technique he had learned. Later, he suffered backlash and fell ill in bed for more than two months before slowly recovering his vitality .

The law cannot be tried indiscriminately, he has learned a painful lesson.

Unexpectedly, the golden rooster made a great contribution that night, and by coincidence, it carried Guanzhu Zhang's soul out of the underworld.

He suspected that the golden rooster brought something out, and asked several times with the ghost technique to no avail. He summoned the Daolu branches of the counties under the jurisdiction of Yuanyang County to cooperate in finding the person who returned to Yang, and nothing happened afterwards.

Zhang Guanzhu's affection and closeness to him can all be explained at this time, which caused him to be worried for many years.

"Guanzhu Zhang, please sit down quickly, I can help you a little favor unintentionally, it's nothing to worry about!"

"'To help and taste, to borrow and to repay, it is normal for us ascetics, this breakthrough pill represents Zhang's heart, things are light and affection is heavy, please don't make excuses, Fellow Daoist Feng."

Zhang Wenfeng took out a pill bottle containing a elixir of Jishanye and handed it over.

Breaking through the third level and the fourth level is a huge barrier, without the support of medicine, the difficulty will be doubled.

He found out that Nine Crane Palace didn't have the Boundary Breaking Pill, Feng Qiyue went to the sect he knew acquaintance to buy it in private, but couldn't find it for several years.

Feng Qiyue laughed so hard that both sides of his cheeks stiffened. He was too embarrassed to be polite for this kind of favor. He gave it in a timely manner, and couldn't refuse it, so he took it with both hands and thanked him repeatedly.

During the five hundred years of spiritual energy decline, Nine Crane Palace has experienced countless ups and downs. There have been a few prodigal thieves on the mountain, who have squandered the few rare pills left by the ancestors, and the descendants will do nothing.

It's difficult at the beginning, as the Supreme Elder of Nine Crane Palace, only if he advances to the Golden Core Realm can he seize the opportunity in the early stage of the aura tide, create more convenience for the latecomers, and usher in a prosperous mountain gate.

Boil water to cook tea, hold candles to talk at night.

Exchange experience and give advice.

In the early morning of the next day, Guanzhu Zhang left in autumn mist, and Feng Qiyue respectfully sent him back from the long distance.

Fulfilling a wish, Zhang Wenfeng flew back to the sect, left most of the accumulated goodness and elixir in the treasury of the back mountain, and made a special confession with the head of the mountain, stayed for three days, gave two lessons to the apprentices, and tested Gouwa's scriptures The recited studies taught everyone in Jianping the swordsmanship.

He set off to fly to the eastern state city again. After chatting with the three old monsters in Moling Youjing, he felt that it was necessary to grow flowers in the lower realm and make friends. The monks who can stand out in the early stage are all outstanding. .

After the disciples in the secret realm leave the customs, it's Yue Anyan's turn to go to Moling secluded realm to practice for a few years and prepare for the promotion of Jindan.

He went to take the position of guardian envoy of Guizailing for the disciples of the sect, so that after he retreated in the future, Tu Kun, who returned from Scattered Island, could take the token and lead his disciples in and out from the entrance of the half-mountain cave of Guizailing.
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