Taoist chanting

After sending Fan Chongfeng away, Zhang Wenfeng walked westward along the stream, and greeted with a smile: "Come out, everyone, what are you doing in hiding? Go for a walk with me."

Hu Qiang'er and Leng Xiang emerged from the trees on the left and right, they were still the same, not growing any taller.

"Qiang'er, Lengxiang send my greetings to the master!"

The two spoke in unison and saluted obediently.

They used the method of imprinting the breath, and arranged a dotted sensory wooden array through the trees. The entire [-]-mile-long site of the fairy temple, the size of the movement, basically cannot be hidden from their perception.

The master fell directly to the top of the mountain before, so they didn't bother him.

Hu Qiang'er looked around and reminded in a low voice, "Master, something unclean seems to have come down the mountain."

There are evil spirits in the Taoist temple, and it will make people laugh out loud if they talk about it.

He hesitated again and again, but he still felt that it would be better to say it out. Although he and Leng Xiang were not high-level, they could detect some clues with the help of the favorable location and the formation of trees.

Leng Xiang nodded incessantly, they had previously retreated into the trees to discuss.

Zhang Wenfeng was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, rushed to the upper left and said: "Old You, I don't want to scare them."

The old voice of Youmengchang came from the air: "The fairy sees the outstanding people, and the little boy also has the same tricks. The old man went to wander elsewhere, so I won't tease you two."

Hu Qiang'er hurriedly bowed his hands in the air to salute. It turned out that he was a friend of the temple master, and almost flooded the Dragon King Temple.

Zhang Wenfeng turned to walk towards Xitan Ridge, and said: "The vermilion tree bears fruit, this is the seventh year, right?"

"Yes, sir. One hundred and fifty-four young fruits have fallen in seven years, and there are still nine hundred and forty fruits. I have registered them all."

"In the tenth year, No. 30, and year, if I go out and stay in the sect, you will pick vermillion fruits according to the rule of "one out of ten". You can each enjoy one fruit to improve your cultivation, and the rest will be handed over to you. It will be kept by the head of the mountain.”

Zhang Wenfeng ordered that the old ghost of Zhu Mu once confessed some secrets, and how much ripe fruit can be left in the last 300 years depends on God's will besides careful care.

What he cares about is also the 300 years vermilion fruit, which is of great use to the few of them.

Hu Qiang'er and Leng Xiang saluted and thanked them.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the two little guys who seemed to be thinking, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Hu Qiang'er stepped on the wooden sword, sighed worriedly like an adult, and said in a low voice: "Sister Leng Xiang read the classics a few days ago, and felt that time passes easily, and 500 years is not long. Lord, when you Ascended to the upper realm, where will Leng Xiang and I go? No matter how hard we practice, we cannot break through to the fifth level."

Zhang Wenfeng reached out and tapped the little demon spirit's forehead lightly, and scolded with a smile: "You are worried that before the master ascends, according to the usual practice, you will be sent to Duxian Island to be imprisoned, or you will be banned, and you will be allowed to sleep through the dark spiritual energy tide 500 years?" He rubbed the heads of the two little guys separately, and said, "I have prepared a good place for you, Xuanyan and the others broke through the secret realm, have you all heard about it?"

Hu Qiang'er and Leng Xiang looked at each other, suddenly awakened, with surprise on their little faces.

"Thank you master for your thoughtful consideration, Qiang'er shouldn't be thinking about it."

"When you have a breakthrough in your cultivation base, I will take you to the secret realm to experience it in advance. There is no danger in that place. You have a lot of time to cultivate to the sixth level during the next surge of aura, refine your body and fly to the upper realm Join me."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "You can help the master take care of the spiritual plant for 500 years with peace of mind. When the next spiritual energy rises, you will have to go out of the secret realm occasionally to take care of the juniors of the fairy temple. Even if you go to the upper world in the future, you will be busy. Now not worried?"

The two little ghosts smiled brightly, their eyes were foggy, and they nodded vigorously.

They are trees that become spirits, and the time required for their practice is much longer than that of human beings, so they are worried about encountering unkind people.

At the beginning, Hu Qianger saw the lesson of Chiwei, the old sprite of Zhumu. Fortunately, the master is not those mean and vicious monks in Chongtian Palace, so he made clear arrangements for them.

With the conduct of the master, what else do they have promised?
Don't worry!
On the top of the hill, Zhang Wenfeng approached the root of the big tree, stretched out his hand to caress Zhu Mu who greeted him with whirling leaves, took out the jade box, pinched a pinch of divine soil and sprinkled it on the root of the tree, and cast green mist on Zhu Mu again Zilan, in order to cultivate and enhance the spirituality of trees.

The Zhu Mu tree shook its branches, Zhang Wenfeng was very worried that the fruit would be shaken off, so he quickly appease the instinctively happy Zhu Mu for a moment.

I walked down the mountain to several other places, and the sky was almost dark.

Accompany the old cripple to have dinner and drink a bowl of wine.

Confused, an old lame man who once took a Zengshou Pill did not know that he could live 40 more years, his hair turned black, his age spots faded away, his spirit was vigorous, and his voice was loud. In Lao Wei’s words, the old man became younger as he lived .

A few people in the know wouldn't expose this matter.

Zhang Wenfeng also got two life-enhancing pills for monks, and Yang Shuilan was handed over by the mountain chief, which can increase lifespan by about 200 years.

The same type of life-enhancing pills and spirit fruits are only effective for the first time, and cannot be superimposed. This is a mysterious way of heaven.

On the morning of the second day, Zhang Wenfeng saw three people, Shui Qingru, who had been rushed back tens of thousands of miles away. They spent half the night in Scattered Island, talked for a while, and let Zhuang Yu and Chen Chong go their separate ways, leaving them alone for a while. There are female apprentices who are clear and reduced.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Wenfeng frowned and said, "Don't you know your current situation?"

Hearing master's reprimand, the blood sword fairy who made such a big name in the Duxian Islands lowered her head to be careful, and said in a low voice: "I know I was wrong, I shouldn't kill too much, and get myself into trouble with evil spirits and souls. This time my son went back to the mountain, except for his homework, he closed the door of his residence to reflect on his mistakes, cultivated his mind and comprehended the scriptures, and strived to get out of the predicament as soon as possible."

Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand and said, "I pass on to you the Jue of Purifying the Heart, recite and bless you more." He added, "Super goodness is like water. Water is good for all things and does not compete with it, so you can't compete with it. Please understand the true meaning of it. Maybe it is in your present. The situation is somewhat helpful."

Shui Qingru silently chewed on Master's words, and bowed her hands to leave. Master was very angry, and she felt uneasy.

In order to pursue a breakthrough in the sword realm, she calmly thought about it afterwards, and her approach seemed to be biased.

Sure enough, she was not recognized by her master, and she went astray on the way to practice.

Exiting the West Temple, the female martial artist glanced to the right like lightning, but found nothing, and went down the mountain with some doubts. After several years of high-intensity exercise and experience, she has unearthed many magical uses of her eyesight, and she just missed it.

Master is near, how could someone hide secretly.

She has been overseas for a long time, and she is a little suspicious, so she has to pay attention to change after returning to the mountain.

You Mengchang floated into the west hall to show his figure, and sat opposite to the tea table of the Guanzhu, he sighed in admiration: "Your apprentice is amazing, the evil spirit on his body is amazing, he can use it well, he can forcibly break through and advance to the fourth-rank jade Marrow state, clairvoyance is even more powerful, almost let her find out my whereabouts."

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head and said, "It's not my generation to blindly pursue the killing sword power to kill and break through the realm. I narrowed the path and entered a dead end. After breaking through the fifth level, isn't it to kill tens of thousands of creatures? How is that different from a demon cultivator?"

He has a way to help Shui Qingru get out of trouble as soon as possible, but this time he will not take it lightly. He wants to make his apprentice suffer. There is a price to pay for self-willed and self-willed behavior on the road of cultivation. He is not against killing, but everything must be said Spend.

Going too far is counterproductive.

Yu Mengchang did not argue with the Taoist priest on this topic.

In his eyes, there is not much difference between demonic cultivation and Taoist cultivation. They are both practicing, and they choose different paths.

Just as he was about to ask a Taoist priest for advice on the refreshing saying of "goodness is like water", there were shouts and shouts from outside.

"Monastery Master, Little Ni'er misses you so much that he can't eat well and sleep well, and he has traveled thousands of miles to visit Guanzhu."

"And I, Lu Zijin, also want to contemplate the Lord."

Zhang Guanzhu heard two voices, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

When the two guys got the letter, they chased them to the Taoist temple.

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