Taoist chanting

He doesn't need to use his hands to solve the troubles that words can solve.

You Lao lamented Guanzhu's plan of killing three birds with one stone, because You Lao understood the twists and turns, what kind of thing that sword spirit was, and it was Guanzhu Zhang told by You Lao.

Others were at a loss, wondering why the well-endowed weapon of heaven and earth wanted to turn against the water and kill the master?

The temple masters promised not to pursue it, they were sick, and they were startled just now.

The following things went very smoothly. Zhang Guanzhu, as a witness, asked the masters of both sides to swear to the Tianmeng that the war between the human race and the monster race in Nanyuan Continent would end. There was no red tape, and everything was kept simple. The cities occupied by the two sides and the captured prisoners were all returned unconditionally , Do not continue to conflict, no more killing.

Zhang Guanzhu left Lu Zijin to supervise the Yaozu side, and asked Tu Kun to supervise the human side.The team of monks and demon cultivators on both sides of the strait cheered bursts of cheers. Many of them were fourth-order monks and demon cultivators from the other four continents. After receiving the rewards, they would return to each other.

The matter was resolved smoothly, Zhang Wenfeng asked the two sides to lead the team to retreat, and beckoned to the God of Chiqing River in the water of the estuary, looking at the empty place in the river, he said with a smile: "If you accidentally destroy your 'Fei Liuzhou,' why don't you cast a spell?" Build another small river island, and I will write on it for you?" God Chi Qinghe was overjoyed, thanked him endlessly, summoned many subordinates, and soon used magical powers to build a small island, erected a stone platform, and respectfully asked Guanzhu Zhang to write an inscription on the stone Three large characters of "Fei Liuzhou" are engraved on it.

For God Chi Qinghe, this is a great honor.

Zhang Guanzhu refused the banquet of Heibo Dayao and Wei Ran, and the party flew northward out of Nanyuan Continent. When they returned, there were two people missing, and the excitement remained the same.

"Next time there is such a good thing that you don't need to fight hard and just follow to earn luck, you must remember to call me."

Zhao Zhu'er exhorted solemnly.

"And I!"

Chen Qingqiao agreed.

"Quack, you want to be beautiful, unless you bribe me with treasures."

Little Ni'er jumped out with Xiao Huo on his back and shouted.

"Can we rob this greedy carp? If the turtle doesn't move, you turn around and pretend you didn't see anything."

"I see it!"

"good!"

Chapter 940 Candidates for the Guardian

Traveling across the ocean and flying to his hometown, Wandering Island, which he has not been to for more than 200 years, Zhang Xuanan did not feel the feeling of being close to his hometown.

He lived like a pig and a dog back then, and his life was worthless. It was the master who rescued him from the mud ditch and taught him with great painstaking efforts, and gave him a different and wonderful life.

He doesn't want to disappoint his master. With nearly 20 years left, he has already handed over the capital arrest department to his senior sister. He travels around without an official, hoping to find a breakthrough opportunity to advance to the sixth rank in one fell swoop and earn a big face for his master.

Before Master went out, he asked him to talk to many people, and he placed high hopes on them.

That kid Ye Weiyin was too impatient, he failed to pass the pass the year before last, and was stuck at the fifth level of perfection, and basically missed the sixth level in the lower realm.

Zhang Xuanan walked on the country roads, watching neighbors quarreling over trivial matters, seeing women crying and scolding useless men for the lack of brown rice in the vat, watching children steal yam eggs from other people's fields, watching the joys and sorrows of the world, and seeing the suffering and struggle of the bottom... He is like a transparent passerby, gradually recalling many pasts that he has deliberately forgotten.

Either in the heavy rain or under the scorching sun, wandering on the island, he finally developed a special feeling for his strange hometown.

I can't tell the truth, maybe it's the feelings he has been missing since he was a child.

Holding a handful of soil from the vegetable field in his own yard, Zhang Xuanan packed it in an empty jade bottle, walked into the wandering city by the sea, rented a yard near the water, and walked around every day. stay a while.

Twenty years from now, this place will become a cage for countless monks. With the decline of their aura, they will return to heaven and earth after their old age. At that time, they will be full of hostility and unresolved resentment. A new cycle of reincarnation is about to begin.

On a certain autumn morning, Zhang Xuanan was alone on the rocks by the sea, watching the rising sun coming out of the water, and fell into a trance for a moment.

He seemed to have captured the evolution of the sun's fire, and the jumping light waves made him deeply enigmatic.

Perhaps, with a little inspiration, he can understand the higher fire domain than the fire rules.The master once joked that he was a talent for cultivating magic that was delayed by the sword cultivator. Let him just be himself and don't have any scruples, but he just coveted the swordsman's unrestrained style and powerful strength.

Returning to the inn, Zhang Xuanan paid 20 years of rent at one time, he walked into the quiet room of the guest house, and started the formation retreat.

Also in autumn, five people including Wei Jingjie and Chen Zhong, who had been out fighting for many years, returned to the sect.They have seen a lot of cruel life and death, and they were fortunate to see the peerless demeanor of the Guanzhu suppressing the heroes with a sword. When they faced the greetings from the same sect, they all felt as if they had passed away.

Morning bells and evening drums, and the sound of scriptures are the comforts in this world that make them feel at ease.

The West Hall of the Old Taoist Temple.

The head of the mountain and the temple master discussed the arrangements for the fairy temple after they crossed the catastrophe and ascended to the upper realm, what level of restrictions to set for several treasure houses, how to arrange for the guardians, and so on.

He had to take advantage of the time when the temple master was in the sect, and negotiate in advance to implement it, otherwise the temple master ran outside and disappeared, who would he turn to?

"You can make up your own mind about these trivial matters, Guardian... If you have any candidates, just call me to see."

Zhang Guanzhu said with a smile, he is used to being a hands-off shopkeeper.

Given the unique status of Xianlingguan in the Daan Dynasty, it is only natural to have a place of guardian.Of course, the head of the mountain has a guardian candidate, otherwise he will wait for the day lily to be cold when the viewer arranges, and he deliberately conducts inspections decades in advance. This person is very important. Vulgar, once again, has extraordinary perseverance and can withstand the hardships of ebb and flow for 500 years.

Even with the Qi Gathering Formation they arranged in advance, which can maintain a minimum amount of spiritual energy, the guardian will stand alone for a long time, and his cultivation base will drop a little bit, which is an extremely mental torture.

"My Lord, wait a moment, I will tell them to come."

The head of the mountain walked out of the west hall, and issued a summons outside the door, summoning two candidates to come quickly.

Not long after, the two followed the head of the mountain into the hall and saluted the sitting temple master.

The head of the mountain introduced the two, and said via voice transmission: "Dai Xing, who has practiced for more than 150 years, was promoted to the late Jindan stage five years ago, and is from Xialin Village.

Withstood the many tests I arranged.

Zhang Tiande, who has practiced for more than 140 years, was promoted to the late stage of Jindan ten years ago. He is a native of Zhangjiazhuang. "

Zhang Wenfeng heard that the young man named Zhang Tiande was a monk from Zhangjiazhuang, so he knew who the head of the mountain wanted.

After asking them a few general questions, they were sent off.

For the time being, he will not express his position on who will be the guardian. He will make a decision after waiting for the investigation of the waiting hall to produce a detailed file. Trusting the head of the mountain is one thing, and it is related to the continuation of the sect. It is better to be cautious.

Perhaps, I will ask Mr. You to help me calculate one or two.

At the end of the year, Zhuang Yu, who had been promoted to the fifth level more than ten years ago and returned to take charge of the Waiting Hall, handed over a detailed dossier to the viewer, comparing Dai Xing and Zhang Tiande's character, potential, perseverance, etc. in various aspects.

Zhang Guanzhu looked at each item, and he had a rough idea in his mind, and he only had to wait for You Lao to see the person before making sure.

"Master, Junior Brother Xuan'an has been retreating on Wandering Island for four months. It seems that he has found an opportunity to make a breakthrough. I have arranged for Ye Weiyin to go nearby to protect him, in case someone makes trouble at a critical moment." Zhuang Yu reported one thing.

"Xuan'an's hometown is Wandering Island, very good, I hope he can break through in one fell swoop."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded approvingly, and then warned: "Pay close attention to all the monks in the sect who have not advanced to the fifth rank, time is running out, don't make big troubles, the rules are like this, and I can't do anything about it."

There were more than 500 monks in its heyday, most of them failed to cross the hurdle of the fourth rank, some died of old age, and some returned to hermit. Now there are only more than 700 monks left in the sect.

"Yes, disciple understands."

After talking for a while, Zhuang Yu resigned.

Zhang Wenfeng sent a summons to You Lao, took out the scriptures and read them carefully.

Qian Jing has already advanced to the fifth level, so he doesn't need to worry about it. I heard that the little apprentice He Kuyu didn't pass the fifth level for the first time because he went too smoothly. After accumulating enough, he found the feeling and retreated last year.

He was really dumbfounded when he heard about it.

He promised Mo Ye that he would take good care of He Kuyu, but he must not be a moth.In case He Kuyu can't pass the pass and advance to the fifth level this time, he can only hide He Kuyu in the secret realm in violation of the regulations to avoid the coming disaster. He Kuyu has endured too little hardship and insufficient experience since his practice, so he is not suitable to be a guardian .

About a quarter of an hour later, Yu Mengchang walked in from the outside.

Hearing the temple master calling him back from afar, he just took a look at the two disciples.

The Guanzhu added: "I would like to ask you to select a guardian who can guard the mountain gate from the two. The matter is very important and I have to alarm you."

"The guardian... is indeed a big deal, the old man will go and have a look."

You Mengchang remembered the aura of the two people on the file, and then disappeared.

Three days later, You Mengchang appeared again and said: "Comparatively speaking, Zhang Tiande is more qualified to be the guardian, and his luck is good. Didn't Yang Shuilan refine the Shouyuan Pill, ask her for one, and give it to the guardian preparing."

In addition to warlock methods, You Lao can also drill people's dreams. He entered the dreams of the two people respectively by inducing them, and conducted a "heart-questioning" test on them.

"Good, then Zhang Tian got it."

Zhang Guanzhu laughed.

Chapter 941

The willow branches are fresh green, and the spring breeze is like scissors.

Zhang Wenfeng, wearing a coarse cloth jacket with trousers tied up and cuffs rolled up, and a half-worn bamboo hat, weeded and fertilized among the ridges of the field.

There are no three little sprites beside him chattering and making noise, helping him with work, pouring water and serving tea, not getting used to it for a long time, and occasionally calling out, "Qiang'er, bring the master..." to wake up the little sprite Has moved to a secret place to hide from the disaster.

Standing up straight, Zhang Wenfeng saw the little fire in the shape of a human being floating around, which was better than giving orders to the little guy who was doing nothing.

"Small fire, burn a few piles of weeds on the ridge of the field, and don't allow the wheat seedlings to be roasted."

"Hoo hoo", the flames soared into the sky, and it was over in the blink of an eye.

The short-term high temperature roasted the few sections of the field ridges into scorched earth where no grass will grow in the future. Xiao Huo leaned forward, lowered his fiery head, and waited for the owner's reward.

Zhang Guanzhu rubbed it perfunctorily, and asked Xiao Huo to play with Lu Huan who was sleeping in the cave.When will the little guy wake up?

Before noon, Guanzhu Zhang packed up his hoes, shoulder poles, bamboo pans and other items, and carried them to Xiangsui Mountain. Yun Qiuhe hadn't left the customs yet, and he spent his days leisurely in the sect, reading books, farming, burning incense and chanting scriptures, okay? I feel comfortable and don't want to go anywhere.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, Guanzhu Zhang stopped in the shade of a tree, put down his burden and fanned himself with a bamboo hat.At the south turn came Shan Chang and He Guangjun who hadn't seen him for a long time.

When he got closer, He Guangjun smiled and said, "Brother Zhang still has the habit of farming. He can be a wild crane when he goes out, and he can go to the fields to plant seedlings when he returns to the mountains. He is a role model for my generation."

Having said that, he doesn't like farming and doing farm work, thinking it is a waste of good time.

Zhang Wenfeng handed the hoe to He Dajianxiu, signaled to the head of the mountain not to accompany him, picked up the burden and walked up the mountain, and asked casually: "Brother He, your sword intent has not been completely restrained, you just broke through to the sixth level not long ago?"

"Yes, in less than three months, when I came back from outside, I came to visit my old friends first."

He Guangjun held the hoe on his shoulder, his posture was like resisting a sword, and said: "I found a good place in the sea area, which can help sword masters sharpen their sword skills. How is Xuan'an?"

In order to be able to find the breakthrough of sword intent, he ran here and there to many places.

He stayed in the Meteor Canyon in the Western Continent for nearly ten years, and had two mysterious exchanges with the sword spirit, but he was not favored and recognized by the sword spirit. A sunken monument under the deep sea.

He has honed his sword skills for 40 years against the extremely high pressure of sea water and torrents, and he has suffered a lot for this.He never gave up the idea of ​​thinking, the stronger he is when he encounters setbacks.

Finally, one day I found the comprehension, mastered the evolution of the power of the sword intent rules to the sword domain in one go, transformed and improved the sword realm, and broke through the bottleneck of cultivation base and breakthrough.

As a pure sword cultivator, it is only natural for him to help other sword cultivators who are pleasing to the eye.

He has always wanted to lead Zhang Xuan'an, who is extremely talented in the way of the sword, to the right path of the way of the sword. Don't be lazy to learn from Guanzhu Zhang to understand the messy source of magic, which messes up the pure sword heart, so he found a good place to practice swordsmanship. He came here specially Tell Henry Zhang.

Hurry up later, maybe it is enough to break through.

"Xuan'an has been in retreat for half a year, so I can't come out to see you this time."

Zhang Wenfeng didn't know that He Dajianxiu's bright mind wanted to abduct his apprentice, but there was no door.He and He Guangjun have differences and disputes about the concept of kendo. He uses the method of tolerance. Swords, swordsmanship, spells, etc. are just means for monks to improve their strength. The root lies in the inner strength and the cultivation of the realm.

Pure sword repair is too difficult.

Especially in the later stage of practice, every breakthrough in the realm is a huge transformation, which is extremely difficult.

Cultivators also need to learn to be flexible, why bother to go all the way to the dark.

"It's closed... Did he find the sword intent, or the original sense of magic?"

He Guangjun asked unwillingly.

"I don't know. On the way of Xuan'an's travels, he suddenly went into seclusion outside. It was quite sudden. Zhang Guanzhu didn't want to argue with He Dajianxiu. From Ye Weiyin's description of the summons, he guessed that Xuan'an chose the path of magic perception, and changed the subject. , "What's the matter with Lao Wu? Have you advanced to the fifth level?"

He Guangjun followed Guanzhu Zhang to the top of the mountain, and handed the hoe to the maid who came forward.

Zhang Wenfeng went to the side hall to clean his hands and changed into a Taoist robe. He tidied himself up neatly, went to the main hall to entertain guests, took out two jade talismans from his cuffs, put them in front of He Guangjun, and said, "I'm sorry to bother you to bring it to Lao Wu." .”

"Amulet of the Sixth Grade Returning to Heaven, this is a good thing, and there is also a wooden amulet, okay, I thank you for Lao Wu."

He Guangjun put away the two amulets and cupped his hands.

They exchanged experiences in the sword world, and joked that Xiao Ni'er once came to Dengtianlou to sell a video stone at a high price. After sitting for more than an hour, He Guangjun took his leave.

Time flies, Zhang Guanzhu goes to Guizai Ridge Secret Realm every year, visits several ancient trees rooted in the secret realm, spends a day with the four little sprites, and stays in the sect for the rest of the time.Farming and reading books, chanting scriptures and homework, living like an ordinary Taoist priest, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

In the fifth year, Shi Nanguan, who has been in seclusion for more than [-] years, walked out of the cave. The round of "Jingyao" behind him was mysterious and agile, invisible. indivual.

Another three years later, He Kuyu successfully broke through and advanced to the fifth level, which made Guanzhu Zhang completely relieved.Jade cannot be cut into a weapon, and a person cannot be polished into a Tao.

He can take He Kuyu to the upper realm to fulfill the promise he made to Mo Ye that day.

In the tenth year, Yun Qiuhe, who was in retreat with Dianhoushan, came out of the closed door after receiving her skills. She took Qianwu Linghua to change her aptitude, clear her mind, and practiced for a long time to improve her cultivation. Later, she swallowed the fragments of the water element rule, the 300-year-old Zhu It took a lot of time to use natural treasures such as fruits and original pearl fragments, and finally took advantage of the luxury resources to understand the waters and advance to the sixth level.

The other monks in the sect are all busy making their final sprints. Occasionally, some people break through and advance to the fifth level, which is an encouragement to others.

In the evening, Zhang Guanzhu and Yun Qiuhe were walking by the stream hand in hand, with a dull little fire floating behind them.

"Husband, while there is still some time, why don't we go on a long trip? Go to the capital to visit Yue Anyan, go to the West Continent to see Zhu'er, go to the Nanyuan Continent to see Lu Zijin, and then go to Duxian Island for a walk. Come down, it's almost there."

Yun Qiuhe suggested with a smile.