Taoist chanting

Chapter 712

Using footsteps as a ruler, measure the mountains and rivers of Da'an Dynasty from south to north, and from east to west. Zhang Wenfeng walks around the world with his sword, whether it is a barren mountain or a bustling city.

Traffickers and pawns, fishermen, woodcutters, farming and studying, and seeing people from all walks of life.

When there are robbers who rob the way, they will be killed at will, and those who are sick and destitute will be healed at will.

He does not seek fame or profit, and gives alms as he pleases. He has cultivated to his current state of mind, and he has long since lost the secular thoughts of saving the world and helping the people. The way of heaven, those who go against it correct it, and those who follow it follow it.

From midsummer to midwinter, it is rare to stay in one place for more than ten and a half months.

Youmeng Chang is so busy that he wants to stay somewhere for a while before appearing, other times he can't see his shadow.

The sky is dark and the days are short in winter. You Mengchang appeared beside Taoist Zhang who was climbing the mountain, and said with a smile: "Since we have arrived at the famous 'Moya Ancient Scripture Wall' today, let's hang around here for a while, and look at the past 5000 years. What other great skills are there on the cliff?"

Zhang Wenfeng looked up at the towering rocky mountain like a knife and an axe, nodded and said "good".

He is now at peace with the situation, and traveling thousands of miles is like reciting thousands of scriptures.

Many years ago, he accompanied Yun Qiuhe to spend some days on the ancient scripture wall of the cliff. He was inspired by a certain scripture on the scripture wall and felt the meaning of the sword. There are more and more monks watching from all over the mountain, and there are crowds of people everywhere, buzzing and noisy.

You Mengchang showed himself as a middle-aged man, and led Daoist Zhang to the southeast of the valley, ignoring the other concentrated monks, pointing to the deep valley, and said: "There is a path in the Jingshan Mountain, let's go to the hinterland of the Jingshan Mountain Look. Back then, there were still some stinky rules in the examination, and it was not easy to enter the Jingshan Mountain. Now that things have changed dramatically, it is convenient for the old man to know the way."

Climbing the rugged rock, he really used the "walking" method to find the path down.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the nearby monks who hadn't noticed their existence at all, knowing that Old Man You used the unpredictable dream technique, he hurriedly followed, circling all the way down into the darkness, walking into a road In a quiet passage, there are strange rocks hanging upside down above the head, and occasionally water drops fall.

You Mengchang stopped in front of a mottled old stone gate, grabbed the stone ring and knocked, "Boom...boom, boom", and shouted: "Mistress Jingmei, open the door. It's not the way to welcome an old friend without closing the door. Ask for some water, see if there is any fresh content on the scripture wall, don't bother me too much."

Zhang Wenfeng wondered, is there still an expert living in seclusion in this place?
He is also well-informed now, and he has never heard of it.

Half a sound later, soft white light lit up in the deep passage, and there was a faint sound of silk and bamboo music coming from nowhere, which was pleasant to the ear, and the closed stone door made a heavy "creak" sound and slowly opened, and two teams of girls in plain white house skirts greeted them. out.

"Welcome to the distinguished guests, please come in!"

The girl in the palace skirt was neatly groomed for a week, revealing a large area of ​​dazzling white skin.

You Mengchang laughed and cupped his hands and said: "Ms. Jing Mei still talks about pomp and politeness like this. You will accept it."

He strode into the weird stone gate familiarly, ignoring the shadows in the depths of the darkness.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that the six girls who bowed down to welcome the guests were the bodies of world spirits. Somehow, they were able to dispel the ghostly aura. He became more and more curious about the Jingmei lady who lived in seclusion here?
Walking in the door, looking from the outside, the ordinary and empty hall has turned into a colorful garden, orange lanterns are lit up everywhere, and there are a little stars in the night sky above.

Zhang Wenfeng looked around for exotic flowers and trees, and walked along the shimmering broken jade path to an attic, where a maid in a pink skirt squatted down to salute.

"Guests please!"

Zhang Wenfeng walked into the attic, and the inside was very spacious. He saw You Mengchang, who looked like an old man, sitting cross-legged behind a jade table, talking with a woman covered in white gauze above him, so he bowed his hands and Zhang Wenfeng walked to the right Sit down on the empty jade table.

Listening to the conversation between Mr. You and Mrs. Jing Mei, it is obvious that they are familiar with each other. What they are talking about is the ancient almanac more than 5000 years ago.

A maid came forward with a jade pot and poured a small cup of wine for You Mengchang and Zhang Wenfeng respectively.

You Mengchang picked up the wine cup, smiled and said: "Borrowing flowers to present the fairy, I wish the fairy will get out of the cage as soon as possible, and get the road to ascend to the fairy world!"

Madam Jing Mei's voice was as sweet as gold and jade balls, and she said with a smile: "I don't know what year and month it will be, but today I can have an old friend as a guest, I am very happy, drink it!"

"Please!"

Zhang Wenfeng said a word. Seeing that Lao You drank it happily, he checked it again and again with his spiritual sense and spiritual eyes. The milky white wine was fine, so he drank it slowly. The taste of the wine was light, as if he had drunk it A glass of ice-cold spiritual energy liquid is very nourishing for Yuan Qi.

After drinking the wine, a maid brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread it out on the jade table, and knelt on the side to grind the ink carefully.

You Mengchang explained with a smile: "Zhang Daoyou, do as the Romans do, and guests who can be entertained by fairies with the 'Heavenly Spirit and Earth Liquid' are eligible to leave ink treasures. All the inscriptions that can be displayed on the 'Cliff Scripture Wall' came here. Guests stay."

The implication is that without the consent of Mei Niangzi, even if the words are engraved on the stone wall, it is impossible to count.

You Mengchang dipped the pen in the ink and wrote four characters in ink: "Life is like a dream."

The maid held the ink-drenched scroll in front of Mrs. Jing Mei. The woman did not comment, but looked at the Taoist priest with his chin crossed in thought.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't know what was so special about it, he thought for a while, and wrote a few ancient seal characters: "Irritability is better than cold, tranquility is better than heat. Tranquility is the righteousness of the world." Just as he was about to put down his pen, Mrs. Jing Mei suddenly reminded: "Please leave your name as a distinguished guest."

You Mengchang looked very surprised, it is a great honor to be able to write a name with a stone, and a foolish boy has a foolish blessing.

Zhang Wenfeng wrote his name on the side as he said.

Mrs. Jing Mei accepted the two scrolls, said a few words, and served tea to see off the guests.

A maid led the two of them out of the attic, and the outside had been transformed into a forest of steles, with waves of bamboo and the fragrance of flowers.

Walking in it, You Mengchang pointed out: "This is the authentic handicraft of the forest of steles that Mrs. Jingmei used her supernatural power to 'rubbing'. It is your first time to find an opportunity that suits you. Don't miss it. It's good to look for it without delay. It’s okay for a while.”

Zhang Wenfeng wanted to ask more questions, but saw that old man You was running faster than a rabbit in three turns and two turns, and had disappeared in the middle of the taller and taller forest of steles. He had to rely on his own feeling to search slowly. road.

The stele forests on both sides are towering like mountains, criss-crossing, and the fog is gradually rising.

He got lost in it, and what he saw was as big as a house, and he couldn't see the whole picture.

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(End of this chapter)