Taoist chanting

Ever since the big ox was frightened and rolled down the hillside and broke its hind leg, the old lame man and the hunchback called someone to sell it. The hard work of grinding flour and cultivating the land on the hill has all fallen on the donkey. It is estimated that a new calf will not be bought until next spring. The child is raised.

Now that mid-autumn has passed, the cold winter is long, and it is not cost-effective to raise an extra animal to prepare materials. Both the hunchback and the cripple suggest waiting to see the market of calves in the coming year before making a decision.

Descending to the edge of the Linzi stream in the low mountain, Zhang Wenfeng let go of the rope and let the docile black donkey eat by itself.

He searched carefully on the top of the short hill, and after a while, he stopped in front of a fallen grass. The grass nest in the depression was just in the shape of a person, and the grass stems were broken. Clear and extremely light footprints are left, and the distance between them is far beyond ordinary people.

Zhang Wenfeng's eyes showed deep thought, the one spying on him was a good kungfu practitioner.

He instinctively suspected that this person's motives were not pure, perhaps it was related to the sudden death of the host body?

Otherwise, a master came to spy on it, and the timing was too coincidental.

People who come sneakily hide their whereabouts, and dare not visit the mountains in an upright and open manner. They are either traitors or thieves.

There are not many valuable items to steal from the Taoist temple on the mountain, except for the living black donkey, and fourteen or five stone grains for winter.

Even if the Taoist magic weapon is taken, it is difficult to shoot, but it will leave traces to the government and the Daolu Academy. For the thieves who dare to steal and harm the Taoist temple, the various Daolu branches have always traced them to the end, punished them severely, and never tolerated them.

After thinking about it for a long time, there were too few clues to get to the point, so Zhang Wenfeng gave up his distracting thinking. Now that he has come back to life, and he has been on guard in his heart, he is more alert at night, so he is not afraid of being framed by thieves.

The most urgent thing is to first understand what abilities and skills you have.

If you can't know the enemy, you should be a confidant first, so you can be prepared.

Chapter 07 Jinhua Qi, the next secret room

Zhang Wenfeng looked through the huge and messy memories. After about half an hour, after he had sorted out the exercises in his heart, he took the rope and drove the donkey back to the top of the mountain along the mountain road, and locked it in the animal shed again.

He brushed the dust off his body, and after cleaning his hands, he pushed open the door and walked into the Sanqing Hall.

Seeing the incense burnt out, I put another stick of incense on it.

Go to the open space on the right, take off the saber and put it on the right hand side, sit in a single cross on a three-foot square woven futon of wheat straw, with the left leg crossed on the right leg, the back is open, and the face is bright.

This style is called Tiger Climbing Dragon Plate, Zhu Fei Xuan Chui.

At the same time, the head is straight and the neck is straight, the chin is slightly retracted, and the lumbar spine is straight in a straight line.

Adjust your breathing, close your eyes and recite the "Three Refuges" silently.

"The supreme treasure, one should wish that sentient beings will always serve the deity and be free from the cycle of reincarnation; the supreme treasure of scriptures, one should wish all sentient beings to hear the righteous Dharma in life after life; the supreme treasure, one should wish all sentient beings to learn the best vehicle and not fall into wrong views. ."

After the chanting was finished, all distracting thoughts were eliminated, and Zhang Wenfeng officially performed the practice.

The exercise he cultivated is called "Sit and Forget Green Trees and Return to Alchemy", one of the pure Taoist inner alchemy techniques.

Initiate with essence, qi, and spirit, and introduce the spiritual qi of heaven and earth into the body to promote one's own breath. Start from the lower Dantian, follow the governor's channel, and go through the three passes of the tail, Jiaji, and jade pillow, the upper, middle, and lower three yellow courts and the upper and lower. The Yin-Yang Magpie Bridge completes a cycle, that is, refining and transforming Qi into Xiao Zhoutian.

Zhang Wenfeng was unconsciously immersed in the realm of cultivation.

No thoughts, no existence, no thoughts and no thoughts, the precious image is solemn.

There is a faint pull of invisible breath around the body, and a fragrant mist drifts here.

At the back, a miraculous vision of a thin green mist surrounding Zhang Wenfeng's chest and abdomen was formed. The skin on his body was dyed with a layer of light blue, and there was no breath when he breathed, and he didn't look like a stranger...

When the blue mist dissipated, Zhang Wenfeng slowly opened his eyes.

The originally dimly lit hall turned out to be full of light in his eyes, with all kinds of objects clearly visible.

Zhang Wenfeng was a little surprised, his vision gradually returned to normal, but it was also more clear than usual. He glanced at the burnt incense stick in the small incense burner, and the remaining fog around him, thoughtfully put down his left foot, The futon stood up.

Subconsciously sorting out the slightly wrinkled old Taoist robe, Zhang Wenfeng picked up the sword and hung it around his waist.

Under the subtle influence of Master, he has a calm temperament and an orderly way of doing things.

In this respect, it is somewhat similar to Zhang Kedao in his previous life, and he always pays attention to his image.

Silently feeling the breath of the dantian in his lower abdomen, Zhang Wenfeng was stunned for a moment, and an uncontrollable joy appeared on his face.

For the first time since he was reborn, he actually mastered the technique of inner vision, which his master did not know. He "saw" a loose and fuzzy tree-like aura in his dantian, emitting a faint blue light, no longer the aura of a group before. .

This is the "Yuan Qi" that Master has dreamed of cultivating all his life, but has never achieved it!

It is the fundamental energy for Taoist cultivation to become immortals and longevity!

(Qi Nianqi, Tongqi, is a metaphysical mysterious energy, Yuan Qi is also known as "Dao Qi")

He went up the mountain at the age of 12, and was taught by his master to use the instrument to test it, and taught him the "Sit and Forget Green Tree Returning Alchemy". He practiced hard for ten years, and the aura in his body grew stronger and stronger, but he still couldn't transform Qi, stuck in a bottleneck and couldn't make progress. He could only be regarded as an inner master. The acquired stage of gong.

According to Master's joke, putting him on the arena is also a first-class player.

But he also reminded him that running the rivers and lakes is not only about the level of cultivation in the inner family, but more about experience, adaptability and connections.

The rivers and lakes are strange, the wind is high and the waves are urgent.

There are often masters who are tricked by ingenious traps, hidden weapons, poisoning, etc., and there are not too many stories of capsizes in the gutter.

For example, the old lame cook in a Taoist temple has been in the world for [-] or [-] years. He is skilled enough, experienced enough, and his methods are cruel enough. He is still in the way of a weak woman. He almost lost his life, lame his left foot, and died. It is a blessing to be able to survive.

Zhang Wenfeng took three deep breaths, and then recited the Secret Art of Qingxin again, calming down his ecstasy.

He carefully looked inside to see the slender, fuzzy, shimmering tree-like Yuan Qi in his dantian. He practiced the wooden exercise method, the color was green, and the shape was a tree, all of which matched the records of the practice method.

At present, when he first entered the "Yuan Qi", the Qi in his body was extremely thin and thin, but it was a world away from the acquired realm.

Many immortal methods and magical powers can be cultivated, which are far more colorful than the Taoism that can be used in the Houtian realm.

They also respectfully offered incense to the statues of Sanqing Daozu and Daoguan Shizu, cleaned up the three candles that had long been extinguished, and re-lit them and replaced them with three candles, which made the main hall brighter.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Wenfeng stepped over the threshold, locked the main hall, and left for a while due to urgent matters.

Sunset west of the mountains, colorful clouds in the sky.

The trees and houses on the top of the mountain are reflected, and the bright red adds a bit of joy.

Before he could enjoy the sunset, Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly walked along the eaves corridor to the west side hall.

Take out the key to open the double-opening wooden door, and push the door to enter. The side hall is equipped with desks, coffee tables, futons, chairs, antique shelves, bookshelves, elegant toys, and the four treasures of the study.

There are also several pots of green plants pouring down like a green waterfall in the corner.

Two and a half years have passed since the former spectator, and the room full of friends back then has long been deserted.

In addition to wiping and cleaning frequently, Zhang Wenfeng seldom touched the items in the room, and kept the original appearance. He only occasionally cooked tea in the West Hall to remember Master. After the three-year period of filial piety, he would officially move into the East Hall of Taoist Temple to show his respect to Master. 's respect.

Close the door of the side hall and let down the latch.

Zhang Wenfeng took out the bamboo fire fold from his sleeve and twisted it open, blowing half of the candle that lit the candlestick on the table.

Covering the fire fold, tightening it into the sleeve, holding the candlestick and walking to the opposite side, pushing open a black lacquered wooden door.

Inside is a simple and quiet room that is three feet square. Except for two futons, there are three rubbing bronze animal heads on the opposite blue brick wall for decoration, and there is nothing left.

Zhang Wenfeng stepped forward, pressed his right palm to the bronze sheep head on the right, and turned it hard to the left by one inch. When he felt a slight freeze, he stopped, and then pressed the bronze dog head on the left to rotate two inches to the right, and stopped when he encountered two freezes. , and finally press the bull head in the middle to rotate one inch to the left.

Three steps away, the ground fell silently, revealing a six-foot-large black hole.

This is a mechanism carefully set up by the first watcher of Xianlingguan.

At least one has to be cultivated in the Acquired Realm to open the passage to the secret room. If the sequence and strength are wrong, it is said that the end will be extremely miserable.

Zhang Wenfeng held the candlestick lighting, leaned over to support the tunnel stone wall, and climbed down the stairs.

The 36-level stone steps are turned to the end, and the bronze bull head on the wall is rotated half a circle, and the upper hole is slowly closed.

He pushed open the stone door with intricate runes carved five steps away, walked into the dark secret room, and lit the two candles on both sides of the stone wall, making the secret room full of light.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the books and several instruments on the stone shelves on the two walls of the secret room.

He didn't stop for a while, and went straight to the opposite oval bronze mirror inlaid on the stone wall that was taller than a person.

The mirror clearly showed his figure in a half-old Taoist robe, star eyes and sword eyebrows, a slightly handsome face, slightly thin lips, Zhang Wenfeng looked at himself, holding a candlestick in his left hand, raised his right hand to make a bow, and bowed slightly to the bronze mirror. Do yourself a favor.

After getting up, he stretched out his right palm and gently pressed it against the mirror surface, calmly performing the exercises.

The ice-cold bronze mirror quickly rippled like water, and his right hand suddenly passed through the bronze mirror and landed in the empty space.

A happy expression appeared on Zhang Wenfeng's face.

This magic portal has not been opened for many years, and his master has always regarded it as a great pity.

As he stepped over the water-patterned bronze mirror and walked into the secret room, the three large jade stones embedded in the ceiling of the room gradually glowed.

Chapter 08 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 for 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. Hope to 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.