Taoist chanting

On Xitan Ridge, the red fruit trees spread out the dense green shade and cover the entire mountain. The woody atmosphere is particularly active and strong. The ground below is sparsely covered with dead branches and rotten leaves. After the spring rain, the moisture is like fog, and the cold wind penetrates. .

Zhang Wenfeng picked up the steps to climb the mountain, followed by two little spirits flying on wooden swords.

"Clattering" the leaves whirled, and the water droplets on the remaining leaves "cracked" and there was a burst of dense raindrops.

Hu Qiang'er's figure floated back and forth to avoid the raindrops, and shouted: "Chi Chi, don't make trouble, the master has brought you delicious food, and the wet master looks good on you."

After more than 200 years of sunshine, rain, dew, wind, frost, frost, and thunder, the vermilion wood has condensed its original spirituality, and can communicate instinctively with the little sprites, and it has at least a hundred years to separate from the form.

This unrecognizable name was given by Hu Qiang'er and Leng Xiang after a long debate.

Of course, with the master's ability to stand still, even the pouring rain would not wet his robes, he was worried that the little guy would get playful and shake off the few precious fruits left on the tree.

In Zhang Wenfeng's palm, there is a glistening green, which he extracted countless weeds from the wheat field to condense.

When he was in the Zongmen, he would give Zhu Mushu a tonic every time a period of time passed.

Going closer, drive the greenery into the huge trunk, and give the vermilion tree another magical power to nourish the vitality, caress the trunk, and listen to the chaotic expression of the vermilion tree "babbling".

After talking for a while, Zhang Guanzhu smiled and waved down the mountain, and the branches swayed lightly and made a rustling sound in response.

Hu Qiang'er was a little depressed, and said: "Master, do you think I am stupid? Leng Xiang's promotion to the third level is due to her good talent, and Lian De is also in retreat now, so I am useless. I am stuck in a bottleneck and I don't know when I will be able Broke."

Leng Xiang glanced at her frustrated companion, and instead of consoling her, she said in shock: "You have too many thoughts, and you spend much less time on cultivation, reading, and field work than Lien De."

Hu Qiang'er was a little unconvinced, and shouted: "I practice every morning and evening, and I have almost read all the classics in the library. Except for field work, where is it less than Liande?"

Leng Xiang pointed out sharply: "It's not enough, the master said, 'Diligence can make up for one's weakness', 'Learning should be practiced', if you read it and put it down, just float on the surface, and if you don't think deeply, you will gain little."

She usually talked to Hu Qiang'er about these things, but she couldn't listen to them. When she encountered a bottleneck, she hated iron for being weak.

It would be a good thing to be stimulated by Lien Teh later, otherwise he would always look down on Lian Teh.

Hu Qiang'er was dumbfounded for a while, then said slyly, "What does that have to do with working in the field?"

"It has a lot to do with it. We are sprites formed from the spiritual origin of trees. It is only natural to serve spiritual plants and cultivate herbs and medicinal materials. It is equivalent to human beings accumulating merits and virtues, and we can also get the wood energy of the world to feed back. The benefits are invisible and invisible. Look at Lian De every day. Busy, wait if you are practicing tonic at all times."

Leng Xiang, like the little adult, spoke the truth very seriously.

Zhang Wenfeng's face was full of relief, and he reached out and rubbed the top of the little girl's head to show encouragement.

He doesn't understand the way of little sprites' cultivation, and has always let them go. Hu Qiang'er was enlightened in advance because he was not old enough, and his own qualifications may have some flaws. If he is not diligent, he will only be won by Leng Xiang and Liandra. more open.

"Leng Xiang is right, Qiang'er, you should learn more, and don't be playful and delay your cultivation."

"Yes, Qiang'er remembered it."

Hu Qiang'er bowed to salute the master, and then saluted to the companion who reminded him.

Leng Xiang shook her little hand humbly: "Master, it's amazing, Xiang'er was looking through ancient books a few days ago, and suddenly figured out this truth, she should have told Hu Qiang'er earlier." The little face was blushing, showing a hint of shyness , and returned to his companion for a salute.

To be able to get the master's approval and approval, the little girl was very happy in her heart.

After sending away the two little sprites, Zhang Wenfeng took a short cut to the Qingzheng other courtyard. He did his best to walk down-to-earth without flying.

"Monastery Lord, I... I have cultivated Yuan Qi."

The wrinkles on He Kuyu's face have faded, and she has returned to her middle-aged appearance, trying her best to suppress her excitement so as not to be unstable.

"Okay, it's not too slow to advance to the Qi Transformation Realm in more than four months. You already know a lot of characters. You can go to the library to borrow the travel notes of the outer courtyard to increase your knowledge."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile after investigating, he remembered that Yang Shuilan had advanced to the Qi Transformation Realm in more than three months, and he had made amazing progress before he woke up. He tested He Kuyu with an air disc, and his qualifications were higher than ordinary apprentices, but compared with Yang Shuilan. gap.

He guessed that it was because of Mo Ye's possession. Over time, He Kuyu's soul was stronger than other apprentices.

There may also be reasons such as luck, Su Hui, etc., he will not delve into it too much.

"Yes, I will go to the library when I have free time."

He Kuyu has been able to communicate with the kitchen helpers and handymen in the dining hall in simple Da'an dialects. He is no longer blind, hesitates, and asks carefully again: "My Lord, can I worship you as my teacher?" ?”

After decades of hard living experience, she wants to seize the opportunity to climb the biggest backer of the sect.

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head slowly, and said: "Not yet, wait until you advance to the Freedom Realm, and I will give you 15 years."

If he doesn't wear away the philistine aura in the opponent, he won't accept disciples easily.

The 15 years he promised meant this, not just his cultivation, but his acquired conduct was very important.

There was a gleam of joy in He Kuyu's eyes, she finally saw hope, she cupped her fists and saluted: "Yes, this disciple will definitely work hard, and this disciple will retire."

In terms of etiquette, she learned it from her apprentices, and she was generous and decent.

After the master turned and left, she walked briskly up the mountain.

In less than a year, she has adapted to the life without electric lights and mobile phones. She has integrated into the ancient society. She wakes up early every day to practice and work.

Zhang Wenfeng stopped when he reached the edge of the forest, looked at the big black man falling from the sky, and said with a smile: "Lu Zijin, congratulations, your cultivation level has advanced to the late stage of the fifth level, surpassing the Earth Guardian."

Lu Zijin scratched the back of his head and said with a chuckle, "Monastery Master, when did you reach the fifth level?"

He thought he could catch up with the temple master this time and satisfy his little vanity, but he was still one level behind.

"Years ago, I accidentally advanced."

Zhang Wenfeng had a humble smile on his face, he didn't know the little thoughts of this monstrous black donkey, he deliberately said it lightly, looking for opportunities to hit the donkey anytime and anywhere, he was very happy.

He already has the conditions to seek breakthrough, and has enough auxiliary resources at hand.

He probably won't be able to use Zhu Guo in the next 300 years, what is missing now is an opportunity to break through.

Maybe in the fields, or maybe slowly realizing the precipitation.

The world is long, and I am constantly seeking the way.

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