Taoist chanting

Chapter 8 Discovery of Insidious Paper Characters

Zhang Wenfeng raised his head and took a few glances. For a moment, the room was as bright as day, and even his figure was extremely faint.

He blew out the candle in his hand, put the candlestick against the wall, and looked curiously at this stone room, which must be opened only with the cultivation of "Yuan Qi".

The stone room is about five feet square, and more than ten items are placed on the circular stone platform in the middle.

There are Dharma plates, Dharma clocks, Fasuo, gourds, black bottles, copper toads, jade ruyis, banners, etc., which are well arranged, and seven or eight swords of different lengths are put aside separately.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't rush to check the treasures left by his master. Following the instructions passed down from generation to generation, he walked to the stone shelf marked "Yi" on the left, and opened the stack of items wrapped in oiled paper on the shelf.

No one has taken care of it for hundreds of years, and the oil paper, which is dark yellow and brittle, and the stone shelf have accumulated a thin layer of dust.

The oil-paper package contained three thin booklets.

On the cover of the first cyan cover was written "Book of Anecdotes of the Inheritance of Immortal Spirit View", and the signature was "Xuanmu".

Zhang Wenfeng put on his sleeves and cleaned the dust on his fingers. He picked up the first booklet, opened the cover, and turned over the blank title page. The first page of the text reads:

"Old man Xuanmu, No. 1 of the creation school of Xianlingguan. Since the old man left, the aura of the world will be extremely thin, which is called the era of 'Ending Dharma'. There is nothing to do. For the sake of Taoism inheritance, we have to use this method. Keep the old man's line of incense."

It is very strange that Master Xuanmu did not refer to himself as "Poor Dao" or "Old Dao", but instead used the word "Old Master".

Turn to the second page and continue watching.

"Heaven and earth have reincarnation. The aura rises and falls every 500 years in the blue sky. It lasts about 500 years and the aura ebbs and flows again. Every time the aura rises, it is a wonderful opportunity for practitioners to get rid of the shackles and seek the avenue of longevity. Please cherish it So, please be careful..."

Zhang Wenfeng carefully read page by page, and after about an hour, he finished the three booklets.

After thinking for a moment, rewrap and fold the booklet in the oiled paper bag and put it back on the shelf in its place.

According to the records left in the third booklet of Patriarch Xuanmu, Zhang Wenfeng walked to the shelf marked "Art", opened the oiled paper bag with "Wood Fa" written on it, took out the two booklets inside, and put them in his arms, without moving the shelf for the time being. other things above.

Turning around and coming to the middle stone platform, Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the treasure and looked around.

He didn't find a bunch of "Reiki Stones" that Master Xuanmu had left a message in the booklet, and there was no "Shining like gems" Reiki Stones on the ground.

Not a single one left him, which made him a little disappointed.

He guessed that someone later entered the stone room and took away the aura stone that was of great use to monks.

Pack up your mood, and then use your fingers to test the remaining treasures one by one.

Sure enough, his cultivation base was low, and he couldn't pick up items such as the Dharma disk, Dharma bell, and Fasuo.

Yun Gong barely broke the invisible restraint of one of the swords on the side, and picked up the three-foot-long dark blue scabbard from the table. The hilt was slightly bent like a bamboo root, and five small characters were inscribed: Clean and Clean Bamboo Sword.

"Baby", he drew his sword out of its sheath, the blade was as cold as frost, and the Shitai and his face were stained with a layer of light blue.

Zhang Wenfeng shuddered, goosebumps appeared on his skin, and a smile spread across his face.

"Xianjia magic weapon, good sword!"

Holding the candlestick in one hand, and holding the clean green bamboo sword in its scabbard in the other hand, he walked out of the underground passage.

After restoring the mechanism, Zhang Wenfeng's face had returned to calm, he walked out of the quiet room, lit the oil-clearing wall lamp in the West Hall, and blew out the remaining small half of the candle.

Although he has a treasure, he still has to live thriftily and manage his family.

There is not much income in Guannei, and the daily expenses such as candles, incense sticks, and clear oil enshrined in the main hall cannot be saved.

Unfastening the ordinary saber from his waist, Zhang Wenfeng ties the newly acquired clean green bamboo sword with care, and holds the dark green jade-like knotted hilt in his left hand, slowly warming him up with Yuan Qi.

His current cultivation base is not enough, it will take several days to slowly warm up and complete the sacrifice.

He took out two secret books from his arms, one with "Sitting and Forgetting Green Wood Returning Pills" written on the cover, and the other "Analysis of Yuan Qi Huamu Talismans".

Sitting upright on the chair, put the book on the Eight Immortals table, and read it under the swaying oil lamp.

He first looked at this booklet, which was nearly half thicker than the "Sit and Forget Green Wood and Alchemy Technique" taught by his master. All the secrets and exercises in the Taoist temple, as well as the relatively rare instruments, were stored in the first secret room underground. So as not to be stolen by thieves and lost.

After seeing this for nearly half an hour, Zhang Wenfeng's eyes showed excitement, joy, and suddenness from time to time.

The exercises left by the Xuanmu Patriarch are more detailed, including many wooden spells and breakthrough pointers.

After he knows the acquired realm, it is not only the innate realm that is spread in the rivers and lakes, but the six realms of immortality, namely, the realm of transformation, the realm of gradually microscopic, the realm of freedom, the realm of golden core, the realm of unity, and the realm of detachment.

Cultivation to the transcendence, you will be able to fly into immortals with great freedom and become a real immortal character.

Longevity and long-term vision, free and happy.

The booklet also mentioned that in ancient times, the cultivation system was very different from that of more than [-] years ago. The cultivation method in ancient times was rough and simple, and the realm was divided into only four levels of "Huangxuan Ditian", and the realm strength of different schools was very different. .

In every reincarnation of spiritual qi in later generations, there are talented and outstanding people who can improve their exercises and adapt to the changes of spiritual qi.

In order to cultivate to the Transcendence Realm as quickly as possible during the 500 years of spiritual energy surge, leave the dark world, and go to a higher level of the upper realm.

Zhang Wenfeng secretly rejoiced that he should be the forerunner of this round of spiritual energy surge, and the chances are more than the latecomers.

When I was looking at it, the heartbroken lung donkey called through the windows of the backyard of the beast through the window puppet paper, and one after another, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaga?

Zhang Wenfeng tilted his head and glanced at the copper pot hourglass in the corner.

Only then did I realize that it was almost two quarters of the time, and the time passed so fast.

He got up and put the booklet in his arms and hid it close to him. He had to take the time to copy the two booklets, which were originally kept in the secret room in the basement.

Zhang Wenfeng also felt that his stomach was empty and hungry, so he took the replaced Qingfeng sword in his hand, blew out the oil lamp, opened the door of the west hall and walked out, locked the west hall, walked to the backyard in the dark, and put the ordinary sword back first. The hut he lives in hangs diagonally from the pillars.

"You foodie, you only know how to yell all day long, is it itchy because you have no work to do?"

Zhang Wenfeng reprimanded the black donkey lightly, but the donkey drooped its head and shut its ears.

Holding the yellowing wind lantern from the thatched hut, he was busy for a while, cleaning the food trough and water trough, and filling the black donkey with fodder and water. Today's donkey stables don't have time to clean, so let's be sloppy for a day.

Then I went to the kitchen and made myself a big bowl of oil-drenched vegetables, pork and sangzi noodles to eat.

The oil he used for these two meals was enough for the old cripple to save six or seven days.

I am really hungry, my stomach is seriously lacking in oil and water, or I may consume too much, and I can only fill up my stomach once.

Zhang Wenfeng returned to the hut in the backyard and was about to take away the pile of changed clothes, his eyes swept across the bed.

After hesitating for a moment, uncover the green cloth pad and roll it into a ball. Forget it, this thin cloth quilt, wheat leather pillows and the straw on the bed are all burned to the souls of the dead. There is also a set of clean thick cloth quilts, ash Cloth pads, etc.

Wrap the clothes, green cloth pads, thin cloth quilts, etc. in a ball, and carry them to the open space in the northwest corner of the courtyard wall.

Returning to the flat straw, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly stopped, and he picked out a four-finger-wide, about-foot-long yellow paper figure from the bed under the straw.

Turning over to look at the paper man's yellow talisman drawn with cinnabar ink, his face became extremely ugly.

"'Blood Fiend Yin Gui Soul Harvesting Curse' is really vicious!"

Zhang Wenfeng gritted his teeth and let out a sentence.

(End of this chapter)