Taoist chanting

Then look at my brother who is nagging and annoying and has never brought her a gift. The gap is so big yesterday?

After getting a bag of gifts, she flew into the arena in one step and greeted: "Come and eat oranges, it's not enough. One for two, the rest is mine."

The little guys swarmed in, all of them

Happy, there are sweet-mouthed people calling "Daoist Yun is the best", "We all like Daoist Yun", coaxing Yun Qiuhe to have the image of a lecturer, with ten teeth showing.

A little black and skinny girl in a loose thick padded jacket, small in stature, with sluggish hands and feet, squeezed in to pick up half a big orange with skin, then quickly got out of the crowd, ran to the sidelines like a treasure, and got through the wooden fence in the corridor In the gap, he raised his head and handed it to the temple master and Yue Anyan, and said in a soft voice, "Monastery master, Daoist Yue, please eat oranges!"

Zhang Wenfeng took the orange with a smile in his eyes, squeezed a piece into his mouth, ate it, and handed it to Yue Anyan.

"Shui Qingru, have you practiced sword seriously these few days?"

"Returning to Guanzhu, I practice every day, [-] strokes of the flat prick every day, divided into morning and evening practice, and I have not been lazy."

The little girl heard that the chief examiner was more practiced, and immediately became cautious, stood up straight, and answered seriously.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded, "You can become a master only if you endure hardships. Practice kung fu and swordsmanship, if you persevere, you will definitely gain something." After saying a few words, he picked up his bag and walked towards the dining hall.

Yue Anyan also ate a piece, stuffed the rest of the orange to the little girl, and said with a smile: "Have you remembered what the Lord said? Don't envy others who have found a sense of energy. You just keep practicing. Don't practice too hard, and don't let it go." Don't practice laziness."

The little girl blinked her big eyes, "Little girl, remember, you have to suffer!"

Yue Anyan stroked the little girl's bun, "Go ahead, just play when it's time to play."

The little girl ate the oranges and ran into the playground to play.

Zhang Wenfeng walked to the dining hall, handed the snacks he bought to Uncle Lame, stood there and said a few words, and went to the tea room in the southeast courtyard with empty hands. Yue Anyan was already boiling water, and when the fragrance of tea overflowed, Yun Qiuhe A scent of oranges wafts in.

After drinking a cup of tea, Yun Qiuhe said with a serious expression, "My Lord, I have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter? Tell me first."

It was rare for Zhang Wenfeng to see Yun Qiuhe so solemn, put down his tea cup and asked.

"Last time, didn't two monks die in our Daolu branch. Among them, He Wen left a child who is 13 years old this year. They are orphans and widowed. The tribe wanted to play with their pension money. Mrs. He also has a personality. The child is weak, her dead husband's bones are still cold, she cries at home all day long, not knowing how to deal with it.

The child’s name is He He. I went to mourn with some people from the Daolu branch yesterday. The child is not afraid of trouble. In the mourning hall, he revealed all the scandals of his uncle and uncle bullying them. Please let us help him decide.

I was so angry that I almost beat those shameless people to death... Mrs. He and the others couldn't live in the village after such incidents happened. I promised to find a place for them to live in peace. Mrs. He is very diligent, She has only one request, unwilling to be separated from the child.

Don't worry, that child has the aptitude for the fire movement. He Wen took the child to the Daolu branch for a test a long time ago. It was Mrs. He who was reluctant to let the child go to Lao He's old Taoist temple to practice. It took almost three months, or I would Wouldn't have thought of it here. "

Yun Qiuhe was still a little angry when he said it.

She didn't expect that the matter of being out of business would happen right under her nose.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded and said with a smile: "I will say hello to the second senior brother later. I will build a house near the courtyard of Wei Xingde's house as soon as possible and find a few more people. I can move in in a few days. Mrs. He is here to help with some work." , I can see the child sooner or later, so I have to make it clear to her in advance that the child must live in the Qingzheng other courtyard together, and cannot be treated specially."

"No problem, as long as she can see her son every day, she is willing no matter how hard or tired she is. In fact, the money in their hands can guarantee a lifetime of food and clothing. There is no problem at all. That child has a heart, can read, and has read a few books. , he wants to practice Taoism and inherit his father's wishes, and he is unwilling to buy a small house in the city to live his whole life."

After the matter was settled, Yun Qiuhe stopped drinking tea, got up and walked outside in a hurry, saying: "I'll tell them, so that Mrs. He won't worry about sleeping well. By the way, Master, I will go to the city tomorrow. Divide the spoils!"

People have flown out of the corridor.

Divide the spoils?

Seeing the smile in the senior sister's eyes, Zhang Wenfeng explained: "It's for sharing the spoils, Yun Qiuhe talks indiscriminately."

He caught a glimpse of Yue Anyan's raised left hand cuff, protruding half of a green object. It was a praying mantis. If it weren't for the two thin beards that were alive and slightly swaying, he would have thought it was a jade ornament.

Praying mantises don't live in winter, so the mantis raised by Yue Anyan is obviously different.

Chapter 176 Sitting Forgotten

Seeing that the viewer noticed it, Yue Anyan smiled and picked up the cuff with her right hand, revealing half of the straight mantis body holding the fabric, and explained with a smile: "This is a silver thread knife mantis. It snowed heavily a few days ago. I found it in the snow-covered grass by the pool."

Show the sawtoothed front paws of the triangular-headed praying mantis sideways,?There's an unassuming sliver of silver around the edges.

"I've never seen it before. I guess it flew in looking for spiritual energy, and found the formation eye along the way. I tried to use Yuan Qi and Chuqian contract method, but I didn't expect to subdue the little guy all at once. Later, I used the test The qi plate was tested for it, and it was a water knife beetle, so it was destined to be with me."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Fortunately, the young badger didn't find out, or it would become its snack."

"The donkey hadn't returned that morning, and the silver-threaded knife beetle was dead."

Yue Anyan put down his sleeves, covered the mantis, and said, "This little bug is not lacking in spirituality, but it hasn't fully awakened yet. It can only be regarded as a bug. I searched for books, and the silver thread knife mantis of the water line wants to break through completely. It needs to devour low-level water crystals, otherwise, it can only live for three years at most.

Today I asked Yun Qiuhe, and she said that she could help me get a small low-grade 'soft spar'. "

Zhang Wenfeng untied the black cloth bag, pretended to take out three streamer crystal sands from the storage space, put them on the coffee table in front of Yue Anyan, and said: "This is streamer crystal sand, the material for refining earthen magic tools. You can exchange water with her." Xingjingshi, how do you change it to your own discretion. Give her the Spiritual Qi Stone? I’m afraid she won’t take it.”

Most of the Taoist cultivators do not lose, do not owe, and maintain a peaceful state of mind without stagnation.

A good relationship with the same sect is another matter.

Without being polite, Yue Anyan picked up three golden crystal sands and put them in his palms to admire.

The silver-threaded knife beetle poked its head out of the cuff, flew to her palm with a swish, got closer and fiddled with the crystal sand with its front paws a few times, then backed away, it was not what it needed.

Yue Anyan nodded the mantis on the head with his finger, and scolded with a smile: "You're still picking and choosing, it's not for you."

Putting away the crystal sand, he said, "Second Senior Brother is by the stream. The second floor of the Great Formation is close to the edge of the inner floor. A pond was dug to store water from the spiritual spring, so that the apprentices can carry water for use."

After talking about the past few days, when the bell rang outside, Yue Anyan got up and went out.

Zhang Wenfeng sat for a while, then returned to the top of the mountain, walked into the secret room of the West Hall, took out the Shoumin bottle and placed it at an arm's length to the east of where he was sitting, stared at the bottle with his eyes slightly lowered, and practiced meditation while adjusting his breath.

The spiritual consciousness is released and hovers in the bottle, which can not only sacrifice the spirituality of the peach wood sword, but also nourish the soul with the help of the bottle.

The good thing that kills two birds with one stone is the secret that the mountain god told him in a message after he left.

The blue light on his body flickered slightly, and the small dark red sword floated in the bottle, with traces of delicate wood grains looming.

Shouminping's black body has blue-black precious light, which occasionally flashes, as if responding to Zhang Wenfeng's practice.

The heart sinks to silence, without thinking or existence.

Before he knew it, Zhang Wenfeng sat upright and closed his eyes.

What he practiced was "Zuo Wang Qing Mu Huan Dan Shu". With the help of two wooden treasures, he inadvertently reached the harmony between the success method, himself, and the treasures, and entered the rare initial state of "Zu Wang".

During the lunch time, the master of the temple did not show up, so everyone didn't care much.

It is a common thing for Guanzhu to forget the time during practice, and most of them are used to it.

At dinner time, the temple master still didn't come out.

The second senior brother deliberately found the mountain, pushed open the hidden door of the west hall, and sensed the aura of the temple master in the quiet room, so he quietly withdrew without disturbing, and went down the mountain to inform the waiting people that the temple master was still practicing, so he reserved a meal In the pot it is.

On the fourth day of December, the temple master did not go out.

On the fifth day of the lunar new year, the second senior brother and Yue Anyan showed a trace of anxiety on their faces. The two took turns to guard the west hall, not to disturb the temple master who was suddenly unable to retreat, but also to keep an eye on the atmosphere in the quiet room.

They are worried that the viewer will have an accident.

Cultivators in the Transformation Qi Realm retreat for only two or three days, which is related to their cultivation state of mind, and accidents are prone to happen after a long time.

High-level monks often retreat for several years, or decades, that is another realm.

In the afternoon, Yun Qiuhe brought a soft spar. After hearing that Zhang Wenfeng had retreated for more than three days, she and Yue Anyan walked into the west hall, felt it for a moment, and shook their heads slightly, signaling to the two of them not to be impatient. , nothing will happen.

She has long stopped guessing Zhang Guanzhu who has impressed her many times.

What's the harm in retreating for a longer time?

The donkey, which was wandering around with a young badger under the steps, heard Yun Qiuhe's words and went down the mountain with a clatter. Since the temple master is fine, why is he worried?

On the sixth day of the lunar new year, Zhang Wenfeng, who had been sitting still for a long time, lost his brilliance and slowly opened his eyes.

Everything in the quiet room was clearly visible in the dark, and he frowned slightly, staring at the bottle that had returned to its normal form.

He felt like he had dozed off in the blink of an eye, but his cultivation base had increased a bit. The tree-like vital qi in his dantian was much thicker and clearer, surrounded by a blue light like a mist. He thought it should be more than a day?

The Sea of ​​Consciousness has been expanded more than twice, and the fourth line of golden seal script with a halo of light appeared on the ancient volume: "Therefore, if you have no desire, you can see its essence; if you have desire, you can see what it is."

He suspects that the mountain god did not tell him the truth, maybe it is not easy to keep the bottle?

He used the Shoumin bottle to practice many times before, but this was the first time he encountered such a thing of being submerged in a strange state without knowing it. It was a bit like the "sit and forget" recorded in the exercises, and he was not very sure.

According to the records in the exercises, sitting and forgetting requires a chance, the mind can be kept quiet, and the body is like a green tree without thoughts.

It is normal to sit for ten days, half a month or even several years.

He still can't figure it out yet, so he waved away his doubts and didn't make any more entanglements.

Touching the divine consciousness to the newly published scriptures in the sea of ​​consciousness, after a little comprehension, he got a new supernatural power of the "Blue Light Overshadowing Curse" that can protect himself, which is related to the green wood transformation technique he practiced. This supernatural power also comes with A unique effect that is able to "Still".

No matter how chaotic the situation is, the mind can be as calm as water.

He was thinking that it would be very rare if he "stilled" for a longer period of time.

You can only find out after trying it later. Take the bottle in your hand and examine it carefully for a while. Except for the closer connection with the mahogany sword, there is no other change. Hi, playing tricks.

With a wave of his hand, a peach-red cold glow swam in the air.

He controlled the flying sword with his spiritual sense, and it felt like he was using his arms and fingers, and he became more and more comfortable.

The flying sword was fast and sometimes slow in the air, circling back and forth several times without a sound, before he was satisfied and put the flying sword back into the bottle for storage.

Put away the bottle and float up.

He sensed someone outside, and stepped forward to open the door of the quiet room.

The second senior brother put down the book, stood up and looked up and down, and said with a smile, "Monastery master, you can count it out. If you don't come out for four days and four nights, we will be in a hurry... Hehe, Daoist Yun even made a bet with Junior Sister Yue that you Definitely going out."

Zhang Wenfeng asked with a smile: "What does she use for gambling?"

"A soft spar, if you say you don't leave the customs before dark today, she will lose."

"Then I'll go in and sit for a while, and earn her a soft spar."

Zhang Wenfeng jokingly glanced at the sand pot in the corner, he took a nap in the quiet room, unexpectedly in the past four days, he somewhat believed that he had entered a rare state of "sitting and forgetting", walked out the door, the sun was just outside, and it was already past noon.

The donkey, which was turning around like a mill in the wheat drying field, ran over with a clatter, but opened its mouth, making the viewer dumbfounded.

"My lord, I'm done drinking. Give me some copper coins. I'm going to the town to buy wine. The old cripple is too shameful. He only allows me to drink a small bowl every day, saying that my drinking is a waste. Be stingy. Don't be frank. How could I worship that old guy before?"

Rambling and complaining.

Zhang Wenfeng, who walked down the steps, slapped the donkey on the buttocks.

"Ba" woke up the baby badger who was sleeping soundly in the basket, and poked his head out to have a look. Seeing that it was the priest, the baby badger stretched his neck to let the priest touch the flat top door, retracted the basket and continued to sleep.

Zhang Wenfeng checked the young badger's cultivation. He had already advanced to the middle stage of the first rank. His breath was very steady. He was relieved. He put a handful of copper coins in the basket on the right side of the fruit, and told him, "Don't let anyone fool you. Don't just think about it all day long." drink and spend more time practicing."

The donkey spread its four hooves and disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head, and forgot to ask the donkey, the foodie, the little badger has advanced, what unique skills have he added?

Chapter 177 Raid, confrontation

Yue Anyan was wronged to lose two Liuguang crystal sands. She is such a well-behaved Kundao, she would never take part in Yun Qiuhe's unilateral bet.

A fist-sized small green bamboo woven round basket was hung on the waist, and a silver-threaded knife beetle coiled a small shiny crystal of soft spar, squatting motionless in the grass nest, as if in hibernation.

"The world is going downhill, meeting people is not kind,? Careless in making friends, not good at knowing people!"

Regarding Yue Anyan's broken thoughts and sighs, Yun Qiuhe threw two crystal sands with a smile, and said: "Yue Anyan, why don't we make another bet, you still have a streamer crystal sand left, so you might as well lose to me. "

She "won" the bet, ?He generously gave Yue Anyan the Soft Crystal Stone as a favor.

Sisterly love, ?Pure gift,?No money is allowed.

Yue Anyan looked at the temple owner who was drinking tea, and suggested, "Our Taoist temple is too small to accommodate Yun Shangren, or we should fire her teacher, since she doesn't have a proper teaching of the Eight Classics anyway, she just takes her apprentices with her." They're fooling around."

Zhang Wenfeng thought for a while, then smiled and shook his head: "Fire Yun Shangren, half of our Taoist apprentices may run away tomorrow."

Yun Qiuhe laughed heartily, feeling better than winning Yue Anyan, the viewer just knows how to talk.

Yue Anyan had no choice but to admit defeat.

After dinner, send off Yunshangren who is reluctant to go back.

Three teaching masters led a group of apprentices with very different mental outlooks to the mountain to chant scriptures and cultivate their minds, and finished their evening classes.

There was a new moon in the night sky, and the three of them were sitting in the tea room of the West Hall, chatting about things.

Zhang Wenfeng shared his thoughts about his four-day retreat this time,?After a brief talk, I can sum it up in four words:

Calm down!

He can only provide some reference lightly,?How to practice is all about personal accumulation of insights.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Wenfeng walked alone on the mountain path along the winding stream.