Taoist chanting

Chapter 847

"Tick-tock", "ding-dong", the sound of water falling from time to time in the darkness, breaking the dead silence everywhere.

Holding his sword and closing his eyes, Chen Qingqiao stood between two thick translucent nine-faced stone pillars, surrounded by shadows, and occasionally a faint blue flashed in the air or on the ground, revealing a mysterious and depressing atmosphere.

A few years ago, he entered a secret place under the sea in his memory, and was trapped in this place called "Wanzhuan Corridor" for a long time. He couldn't get out no matter what, and a phantom mirage was staring at him in the dark.

After fighting many times, Chen Qingqiao simply stopped, trying to find a way to defeat the troublesome monsters.

He held an inch-long void needle in his left hand, calmly waiting for the opportunity.

Standing like this for more than three months, he has already absorbed a small fragment of the weak water rule he found, and from the sound of water droplets falling on the ground, he guessed that the phantom mirage was about to lose its breath.

Mirage does not move, I do not move, consume it.

Time passed bit by bit, Chen Qingqiao suddenly moved, raised his hand and waved his sword in the air for more than half a circle.

Waves of precious blue light appeared out of thin air, invisible waves surged, and there was a faint sound of "crashing" tides, but it was strangely transmitted from three hundred feet away to the inside.

Weak water does not compete, and the space is covered with mist.

The phantom mirage hiding in the water can no longer be invisible in the water spray, a transparent wave surges up, the water mist ripples, and rushes out crazily.

"Thread the needle, go!"

As Chen Qingqiao stopped drinking, the water needle held in his left hand turned into nothingness, and shot into the motionless mist on his right. He spent several months here, using his own water law rules to set up a net of heaven and earth, this small space He can clearly see the details, and imagines using clones to get out. Is there such a good thing?

After finally waiting for the opportunity, the water needle is as fast as lightning, stabbing the phantom mirage that is aware of something bad and wants to escape.

"Wow", there was a scream similar to the cry of a frog, the water mist surged, and there were sharp needles intertwined and shuttled, and it exploded suddenly with a "bang", and countless water droplets with a smell of water shot out, breaking through the big hole arranged by Chen Qingqiao immediately. Scope water law rules pitfalls.

Chen Qingqiao waved his sleeves a few times, and used the "Breaking God Technique" to clear away the foul and poisonous gas that hit his body. He waved his hand again, and an invisible water needle appeared in front of him. Two points of viscous water emitting faint light condensed in front of the needle tip.

That phantom mirage got out of trouble by self-mutilation, he is a ruthless fellow.

Putting away the phantom mirage's blood, Chen Qingqiao said coldly: "You and I don't mess with the river, if we continue to entangle, I will use a secret method to burn the blood you left behind, so that you can't eat it and walk around."

When the fog cleared, he landed on the ground step by step, with each foot stepping on a faint blue spray, he walked forward unhurriedly.

Huan Mirage was badly injured by his plan, and indeed he was so frightened that he didn't dare to make trouble for the time being.

Walking through rows of nine-faced translucent stone pillars, twists and turns, and for about a quarter of an hour, Chen Qingqiao stepped into the icy sea water with one step, and finally walked out of the Wanzhuan corridor with great joy in his heart.

When he comes next time, he must invite Zhang Guanzhu and Lu Zijin to accompany him.

His attack is not very threatening to the phantom mirage, which is also of the water type. His only advantage is to bless himself with the "severing gods", so he is not afraid of the phantom mirage's supernatural powers. Zhang Guanzhu's swordsmanship, and Lu Zijin's five thunderbolts are well calculated. It can kill phantom mirages that are not strong in defense with one blow.

You should be able to find a lot of good things in this dilapidated secret place, after all, no one has visited for at least a thousand years.

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Zhang Wenfeng was immersed in all kinds of inspirations, and often retreated for a short period of ten days, which was like a nap for him.

It is impossible for him to catch everything and spend a lot of time to comprehend it. In this way, he chooses the inspiration that suits his own way, keeps tasting and giving up, and keeps immersing himself in it to distinguish.

Less time to go out.

One autumn morning, he pinched the "Lin" formula of the Liujia Secret Blessing Mantra, in front of the attic window, overlooking the mountains and red leaves, and unconsciously fell into samadhi again.

The wind blows the red leaves like fire, and the figure is indistinct.

Yun Qiuhe isolated the entire attic and asked the maid not to disturb the master's practice.

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Shui Qingru changed into a strong outfit, with a sword on his waist, and a puppy-like Thunder Beast walked behind him in the mountains and forests.

The master used the magic weapon master as an admonition to let her do good deeds and accumulate merits, and earn merits by joining the world. It happened that her cultivation had reached a bottleneck, and she wanted to go to the secular world and become a heroine.

She has no experience as a heroine, so she can't grasp the importance of it. She accidentally killed a few robbers who robbed or blackmailed. Give you a call, catch fast.

Gradually, she learned to investigate cases and became a female police officer.

She practiced well within the six doors, not only arresting thieves and robbers, she also handled corruption cases that others avoided.

Pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud will offend many colleagues in the officialdom.

However, her official position was promoted all the way, and the local government sent her to a higher state city like a plague god, so that others could be harmed.

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Ever since Shi Nanguan took over the task entrusted to him by the temple master, he has been full of energy and mobilized the entire Jingyi hall to sort out all the scriptures and classics collected at the entrances and hills of the fairy temple, and register them in a book , Copying abstracts, he personally investigated the pile of old papers.

A year later, he initiated a gathering of Taoist sutra debates throughout the Eastern Continent, and his eloquence was so brilliant that his colleagues rushed to join the ranks of rectifying wrong and inaccurate scriptures. Using the articles he edited as an outline, he sorted out the "sentences" of Taoist ancestors and sages. Serious" and "paradigm".

For a great event with immeasurable merits, everyone wants to leave behind a reputation that can be passed down through the ages, and share a share of supreme luck.

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On the lake of waves.

There was a sound of "哗啦", a blue water light rushed into the air, and accompanied by a crisp dragon's chant, the water light turned into a small mud that was full of air. She grew a little taller, and the horns on her forehead were exposed. The hair can no longer be hidden.

After five years of retreat, her bloodline was completely stabilized, and she broke through to the middle stage of the fifth order in one fell swoop.

"The old turtle congratulates the carp king on his successful cultivation and jumping over the dragon gate as soon as possible."

The black-robed tortoise did not move to the side, and congratulated.

"With your good words, I hope that I can jump over the legendary Dragon Gate as soon as possible."

Little Ni'er was fluttering in the sky, full of ambition, and said: "Old Gui, let's go into the secret realm, you go to meet fellow Daoist Huanshan, he specially asked me to pass the message last time, after we come out, let's go outside for a tour Fan, take a turn in the boundless sea, you haven't left the Eastern Continent for a long time."

With the different moods of practice, Bolan Lake is too small, but when she grows up, she feels that going to the big sea is the only way to enjoy it.

Gui Fudo fully agreed: "Old Gui takes orders."

He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't walked out of the Eastern Continent. He just liked to lie quietly on the water and float for a day without moving. Since Li Wang wanted to go out, he just wanted to accompany him.

It is also a good thing to meet with Fushan and ask for advice.

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(End of this chapter)