Taoist chanting

It was almost dusk, when the sky was full of red clouds, a group of four people flew from the southeast, rushed to Fuyu City half an hour before the city gate was about to be closed, landed on the ground outside the south city gate, and walked along the gravel road in a leisurely manner. Walk to the city gate with obvious signs of time.

Zhang Wenfeng raised his head and looked at the jade plaque inlaid above the city gate. The ancient seal characters of "Fuyu South Gate" were blown by wind and rain, and the outline of the characters was blurred by the passage of time.

He looked at it very carefully. On the Eastern Continent, there are not many monuments like this built by the great monk.

The dark-haired boy stepped forward and handed the head of the monk guarding the door an identity card with simple color and complex decoration. The monk casually glanced at it without looking at it carefully, and made a gesture of asking for it.

Every year, there are quite a few young masters from aristocratic families who come to Fuyu Ancient City to visit the historical sites. They bring fourth-rank guards to show their status, and they are served by young men and women. The guards and monks have seen too many. up.

"Young Master, it's getting late, let's go to the city and rest, and it won't be too late to come back tomorrow."

The swarthy boy trotted in front of Zhang Daoshi, who was pretending to be a master, with a three-point flattering and three-point slippery smile on his face, and reminded him in a low voice.

After Yu Mengchang's skillful hand casting, Lian De, whose face was already dark and blue, was not human at first glance, and used illusion to transform into a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with bright eyes and white teeth, whose figure has not yet fully grown. Wearing a light blue bijia with a white long skirt.

She is a very slim young girl who has just grown up. "I want you to talk more."

Mr. Zhang was interrupted from enjoying the historical site, so he scolded him, then pointed his chin at the person, and swaggered towards the doorway.

The tall, thin man kept a distance of three steps from Mr. Zhang, following each step, and only had his eyes on the master in front of him.

"Yes, the little one should slap his mouth."

The swarthy boy stretched out his hand and lightly smacked himself, then turned his head and glared at the maid Lian De who was behind her snickering, changed his face and cursed in a low voice: "Stupid stupid girl, I'll deal with you later, why not?" Keep your eyes open."

Lian De was on the verge of weeping immediately, getting carried away.

When the gang of young masters entered the city and disappeared, the guard monk at the city gate gave a low "bah" and cursed in his heart, "a little dog who is arrogant", and waited boredly for the sky to be dark before closing the door. , After handing over the errand, I went to Yichun Building with a few brothers to have a few drinks at night and listen to the music for entertainment.

Tiangan Continent is different from other continents. Mortals and monks live separately and will not mix in the same city.

At the beginning of the rising tide of aura, some mortals like Fuyu City would still do business in the city, doing some physical work, shops, dirty work, etc. that monks would not do. After a few decades, there were not many mortals in the city.

Mortals live in the wild, lowly, with their own mortal towns.

There is a mix of forces, large and small, in the city. They compete for the right to speak and divide resources in the field based on their strength. Of course, there are also casual cultivators in the field. They are down-and-out monks who are not doing well. The monk found fault, took away the banned cultivation base and threw it into the mine, never to see the light of day.

I rented a courtyard in an inn in the city and stayed there.

Before the city gate was closed, You Mengchang quietly left the city in stealth and flew to the northeast.

Resting for one night, the next day Zhang Wenfeng wandered around the city with the tall and thin man. After walking a few streets, they encountered several incidents of disputes between monks. See you in Taiwan.

Zhang Wenfeng watched a fight between the two sides, the fight was extremely fierce on the stage, but in his eyes it was a child's play.

His cultivation level is too high, and the fighting skills between the second and third ranks are no longer in his eyes.

Unless it's a particularly talented match, which can make him feel bright.

Tier [-] monks are the top masters in the city, and they belong to various factions. They will not quarrel in public like street gangsters, and they have their own ways to resolve disputes.

Behind him was a fourth-rank guard, even though he seemed to have only a third-rank cultivation base, he was enough to run rampant and no one dared to provoke him.

It is impossible for the forces in the city to fight for the sake of their subordinates and

The conflict between the sons of the aristocratic family, and the choice to be the son of the embarrassing brother, the monk whose mind is full of muscles, also knows that the family who is not on the same level should not be provoked.

Zhang Wenfeng walked like a crab for a long time, freely entering and leaving several city gates to observe various historical sites, and no one stopped him to ask for his ID card to check.

Near the inner side of the west city gate, there is a huge blue-black stone more than 5000 feet high, which is the "sword test stone" left more than [-] years ago.

The outer side is as flat as a knife, and engraved with the word "sword" about the size of Zhang Xu.

The strokes of the strokes open and close freely, vertically and horizontally, and the strokes at the turning points are extremely thin. After thousands of years of wind and rain, and the baptism of time, the strokes in many shallow and thin strokes have been unrecognizable.

Zhang Wenfeng flew up to be at the same level as the word "sword", carefully pondering the trace of the uncertain sword intent left in the word "sword".

The sword character in front of me is a high-level swordsman who used a sword tool as a carving knife, and carved his own understanding of "Kendo" on the sword-testing stone in one go. A monument that has benefited thousands of years has been left behind.

For the next ten days or so, Zhang Wenfeng spent most of his time watching Wujian in front of the Sword Testing Stone.

For many years, he has never found a sword intent that can make him feel the sea.

So far, he has comprehended the five sword intents of "Flowing Water, Winding Silk, Dead Wood, Lihuo, and Light Cold". Among them, he has a special liking for Flowing Water Sword intent, and he has studied the most profoundly, which may be related to his sword supernatural power.

Followed by dead wood and light cold, at the bottom is the Lihuo Sword Intent, which was demonstrated by True Monarch Merlin back then. He spent a lot of time to realize the sword intent, but the perception is far less than the other ones, and he used it less .

After advancing to Guiyi Realm, his vision and state of mind seemed to be opened all of a sudden, and he learned something new about the sword meaning he had comprehended before, so he had to hold the sword every day to deepen his comprehension these years.

Constant enlightenment is always new, changing with each passing day.

He is immersed in the sharp edge of the last vertical stroke of the word "sword" every day, trying to forget both things and me as much as possible, trying to integrate himself into it, and feel the majestic momentum of the sword falling straight down and swallowing mountains and rivers.

One night half a month later, You Mengchang quietly sneaked into Fuyu City and returned to the guest house.

These days Zhang Wenfeng has been keeping the dark young man and Lian De in the inn, so as not to face the fourth-rank monks and break through the cover-up spell on Lian De's body. Of course, even if someone sees it through, it's not a big deal.

It's not a big deal for the young master of the family to travel with the sprite.

"It's done, let's go home tomorrow."

You Mengchang's face was three-point happy, and his mood was clear. He could sleep and practice, and he was able to break through the realm with all his heart.