Taoist chanting

Chapter 903

You Mengchang took out three items and sent them to the river god with mana. Because of his lack of profit, he wanted to exchange with the river god for his qualification to practice here. Powered by the essence of water transport.

With the God of the River taking the initiative to help, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

God Chi Qinghe took a gray-white bead that looked like a dead fish's eye, a piece of jade that had lost part of its spirituality, and a piece of fifth-grade earth crystal, and observed and felt it carefully. Shi returned to the old man who was observing his expression.

"You Daoist, I don't know if these two treasures are to be exchanged for fifth-grade materials, or for pills?"

"Hey, I didn't lie to you, did I? I have a very close relationship with Fellow Daoist Bai Cang."

You Mengchang knew that the matter was more than half, so he said generously: "I don't need materials, elixirs, etc. I want to be like the temple master, to absorb the essence of water transportation in the Longwei River and practice for a few years."

In terms of time, he didn't say he was dead, anyway, he wanted the same treatment as the temple master.

God Chi Qinghe put away the beads and jade, and said with a smile, "Deal!"

Simply stay tight and don't bargain.

You Mengchang asked curiously: "Can Fellow Daoist Chi Qing clear up the confusion, what are these two treasures?"

He collected a bunch of inexplicable treasures from the five mountain gods without costing him money. Some items he could understand, most of them were Shinto utensils, and he kept them as collections, and they came in handy this time.

"It's the magic weapon of the water god's prayer. It's been too long, and the spirituality has been exhausted. It can only be regarded as a thought, which is useless."

God Chi Qinghe didn't want to say more, he understood that the old man had helped Bai Cang and the others for 30 to [-] years, and the reason why he didn't get the mark of the gods was because it was a transaction, not friendship or true friendship.

You Mengchang would never believe what the other party said, so he changed the topic and exchanged his experience in Shinto luck with the river god.

Flying about a thousand miles, they came to a curved water surface where three branch rivers meet. Chi Qinghe God pointed to the Taotao River and said: "Within a hundred miles, there are eight water areas converging to form the rapid dragon bay trend of 'Eight Jiaos Returning'. The water transportation is prosperous and stretches endlessly, it can be regarded as the best cultivation place in the Longwei River area."

You Meng took a long breath of rich water vapor and half-closed his eyes in enjoyment. It was indeed a good place, and it would be of great benefit to his cultivation.

Zhang Wenfeng observed for a while. He didn't like this place. In his eyes, the return of the Eight Flood Dragons was for luck, which was contrary to his comprehension of the "follow the trend, do not fight". closed-door practice.

"Friend Chi Qing is kind, the water transport here is too rich, the torrents are fast-moving, and the water is so strong that Zhang's aptitude for woodwork will not be able to bear it."

Zhang Wenfeng found an excuse, and then stated his request, saying: "Can you go downstream, the river is wider, the water is slower, the wind is beautiful, and it is gentle and long."

Chi Qinghe said with a smile: "Zhang Daoyou is well versed in the way of water transportation, and in just a few words, he clearly dissected the two water-based characteristics. It was my negligence that I didn't ask clearly."

The group returned north, and Chi Qinghe God brought a few people to the vast plain area downstream.

He controls the entire Longwei River area, each section of the river is under the jurisdiction of He Bo, He Po and other small gods, and there are many water demons, who have to deal with a lot of affairs every day. For the sake of the gods left behind by the seven gods, if not, you can let your subordinates do it for you.

Zhang Wenfeng chose a Xiaohezhou island near the sea estuary as a place for training.

The surface of the river has reached an astonishing [-] miles, the water waves are vast, and the blue sky enters the water, which is quite spectacular.

God Chiqinghe summoned the local Hebo and gave some instructions. He set up an air-gathering water transportation formation on Hezhou Island, and after talking for a while, it turned into water and disappeared into the water. He came to gather the essence of water transportation every few days. Daily moisture is maintained by He Bo.

He didn't understand why Zhang Guanzhu, as a wood artist, had to retreat and cultivate on the water?But don't ask too much.

He Bo summoned many water demons, brought trees and rocks, and used water techniques to build a stone platform to create a simple attic, which could shelter the wind and rain, and then bowed and bowed to leave, not daring to disturb the quietness of the distinguished guests.

Zhang Wenfeng knew that there might be big disturbances during his retreat this time, so he asked Lu Huan to live on the other side of the river and protect him. General You dived into the water to practice without interfering with him.

"Are you going back to the Li Huozhu space to practice, or are you going outside with Lu Huan?"

Hearing the master's question, Lihuo's slender body was arranged like a twist. It firmly stated that "it is obligatory to protect the master's law outside", and it concealed its desire to play with its loyalty.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and waved his hand. Soon he was the only one left in the attic. He simply arranged the array. He has Lu Huan, Li Huo, and You Lao protectors. The triple protection is enough, and his second soul will not fall into a deep sleep , can activate the Soul Rescue Hall at any time to protect the body from harm.

Sit cross-legged on a yushu pier and meditate for a day.

On the second day, Guanzhu Zhang made a formula to activate the water droplets to absorb the abundant water vapor energy here, and soon attracted the aura to flow, and the thin water mist overflowed from all sides of the river, rushing to the attic in Hezhou.

About half an hour later, the fusiform island less than three miles away was shrouded in mist.

The river wind gusts, blowing away the gathered fog.

You Meng plunged into the river with half of his body, watched for a while, and told the respectful Hebo beside him: "You tell your subordinates, you must not approach the Hezhou Island for five miles, let alone go to the island. Zhang Guanzhu is practicing water-moving swordsmanship." The power of rules hurts people invisible, if a water demon loses his life, don't blame the old man for not reminding him."

"Yes, follow the order of the fairy!"

He Bo replied in horror.

You Mengchang slowly sank to the bottom of the water, and there was a temporary water mansion built by He Bo for him.

On the bank of the river, Lu Huan played with the Lihuo insects flying around tirelessly, hiding and seeking, and he felt childish and bored.

He doesn't like to read and write, he doesn't bother to talk, and he can't sleep. With Lihuo as his companion, it's just a good way to kill time.

The days passed day by day in such a boring and ordinary way. Lihuo worms played with butterflies, became big ants, drilled ant holes, played with birds, and even swam a few times in the water. As long as the dark room is not closed, it can play endlessly.

Every half a month, Chi Qinghe made an appearance to fulfill his promise.

Wei Ran came to visit once alone, and chatted with Lu Huan who was boring for a while, saying that he would come again next time, but he never came again.

Autumn goes and spring comes again, year after year.

Zhang Guanzhu can't retreat, Hezhou Island is shrouded in mist all year round, and sword energy tides occasionally rise from the nearby water surface. trace.

Yun Qiuhe came here once, but did not set foot on the small island where the temple master retreated.

Youmeng, who walked out of the water deliberately, talked about the current situation of the fairy temple. In the past ten years, Lezi, Wei Jingjie, Chen Zhong, Gao Leng and others have broken through the barrier one after another. In order to hide and advance to the same realm, he and Zhang Xuan'an shared the worries of the sect.

Shi Nanguan was still sorting out the classics, and Zhuang Yu devoted himself to cultivation.

Shui Qingru is still working as a headhunter in the capital, Xiao Ni'er, Qian Jing, Yan Jing and the others are wandering outside with Tao Niangzi without knowing when they will return.

Shanchang and Tukun returned to the mountain gate from Tiangan Continent. Shanchang has gained income from traveling and has already retreated.

Yue Anyan farmed the fields for a leisurely life, and had long since neglected the affairs of the world.

He Kuyu had already advanced to the Freedom Realm three years ago, fulfilled the agreement with the temple master, and wanted to find the temple master to be his teacher.

After rambling on a lot, she took the Lihuo bug and rubbed it in her hand for a while, Yun Qiuhe stayed there for a long time, and when she learned that the priest had no signs of leaving the customs, she returned the writhing Lihuo to Lu Huan, saluted with a smile go back.

The road is long and the practice is not easy.

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(End of this chapter)