After flipping through the entire secret book, Zhang Wenfeng looked at the last line of small print: "It's a pity that six pages of flying star secrets are missing!"
He almost choked with a breath in his throat. You don't want to play with people in such a wicked way, do you?
It was the incomplete secret method again. He stared at the small print for a long time, then shook his head to console himself. He was not disappointed. Only incomplete, and Weiyun Temple where Cen Sanlin was located, would allow it to be used as a lottery.
Would most sects be willing to pass on the truly complete secrets to others?
After reading it again from beginning to end, he roughly judged that the missing parts were the essence.
The first part should be called "Nine Palace Steps". Once you have carefully understood and practiced it, you will still have a great advantage in the stage of Huaqi Realm where you can't fly. But when you advance to the stage of gradual decline and can fly, there will be almost no use for it. What is missing is the secret skill of flying stars that can "transform and change positions" in the air.
He put the secret book and the wooden box into the storage bottle. He was not going to spend time studying it for the time being.
The orientation map of the nine palaces of the Ten Heavenly Qianqi Sect is complex and has countless combinations. He does not have the energy to spend on it for the time being, and he is not prepared to distract Yue Anyan and his second senior brother. It is serious to focus on cultivation and strive to advance to the gradual stage as soon as possible. .
I tidied up the coffee table in the west hall and went down the mountain to the stream to absorb some of the vitality of two miscellaneous trees that grew wildly after the rain.
Walking in the lush spring scenery.
Empty your mind, step on the soft grass, and smell the fragrance of the grass and trees.
The bloody bravery that surged in his body during the previous swordsmanship competition, as well as the desire to win that was rising in the sediment, slowly subsided into various shades of green, and his whole person, including his breath, was dyed with a layer of spring.
The vitality of wood energy spreads among the internal organs, and it is not urgent nor slow, refreshing and gathering.
The two traces of witchcraft that were raging in his heart were invisibly restrained, one after another ebbing and flowing, and soon became immobile.
Zhang Wenfeng coughed twice, a smile appeared on his lips, and he became more and more gentle and silent as he walked.
Every plant, every tree, every flower, every leaf, each has its own different vitality and splendor in his eyes.
The three thorn-wire vine seedlings under the short trees by the pond were transplanted to Wangxia Ridge and allowed to climb on the gentle slope of the weeds.
Several terraced fields reclaimed in Xitan Ridge are filled with ridges of bean seedlings, melon seedlings, sweet potato seedlings, corn seedlings and other crops. In the middle, eight sparse corn seedlings grow exceptionally strong.
Zhang Wenfeng carried a bucket of spiritual spring water, used a wooden ladle to water the roots of the corn plant, and poured the rest on the nearby plots. He did this like a skilled farmer, sucking up the weeds emerging from the gaps between the corn plant. In order to gain vitality, he feeds it back to the corn, checks whether the leaves have been damaged by insects, and returns with the empty bucket.
He cares more about these eight jade millet than the spiritual peach, plum spiritual plant, and jade tree transplanted on Wangxia Ridge. He doesn't need to worry about the thorn hook iron vine. As long as the vine seedlings are cultivated, their vitality will be It is so powerful that it can squeeze out weeds and trees.
The fruit trees planted near the pond are growing very well, and many have already bloomed and even bear fruit.
The scent of flowers floats in the air in the forest, and a thin mist fills the ground.
Bees and flying insects are busy shuttling back and forth, and the clear gurgling water flows.
It's full of life.
Zhang Wenfeng admired the flowers and scenery, and walked through them to breathe in and practice his Qi.
His state of mind is like that of flowers and trees, which seem to be born towards the sun. Every day they can wash away the dust and have new feelings and discoveries.
Fading further and further away, a simple bamboo pavilion was built on the upper reaches of the stream, with a few weeping willows leaning on it.
Thousands of branches are swaying in the wind, and the green wind chimes are as refreshing and pleasing to the eye.
Walking into the pavilion, I brushed off the falling petals on the bamboo chair and stone table. When I was excited, I spread two pieces of rice paper on the stone table, splashed ink and painted an "ink painting of spring willows".
Whether it’s walking, watching, or painting.
Being in the green nature is a practice for him to cultivate his mind and nature.
Not sticking to a fixed form, his cultivation level is rising step by step through countless small life temperings.
After finishing the painting, he walked out of the pavilion and went to other places. More than an hour passed, and he didn't cough again, nor did he pay attention. He immersed himself in the trees and enjoyed the beautiful scenery bestowed by spring.
Forget the worldly pleasures, chant oh in your mouth, and enjoy yourself leisurely.
Yue Anyan's plain white dress was dyed by the spring light into a light green that seemed to flow. She went along the stream to look for it and saw the ink sketches pressed with pebbles as paperweights in the bamboo pavilion, with soft ink branches and a relaxed mood.
She felt relieved and felt energetic when looking at the paintings. The painter suppressed the onset of the disease with his own cultivation.
Admiring it, she gathered up the small painting and framed it just enough to be attached to her bamboo house.
She has collected several different ink sketches and will be envious of Sha Yun Qiuhe.
She stopped looking for the viewer and returned the same way. When she passed the rippling pond, the long skirt she was wearing quietly gathered up and transformed into a simple blue robe.
In the afternoon of the second day, Yun Qiuhe flew to the courtyard of Qingzheng Villa, and his first words when he saw Yue Anyan were: "How is Master Zhang?"
"The witchcraft has been suppressed, he said it's okay."
"That's good. I almost sent a summons to Ji Shixi. I just sent the Three Musketeers away and I rushed here. Yue Anyan, as a sister, I'm sorry for you."
Yun Qiuhe patted his chest, shaking it tremblingly, then stretched out his delicate fingers to rub it, and said with a smile: "You know, give me two to calm the shock!"
Yue Anyan took out a small bag of preserved fruits from his sleeve, put it on Yun Qiuhe's hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
Yun Qiuhe curled his lips, took out a snack and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely and dissatisfied: "Yue Anyan, you are stingy, why can't you just give me two Zi Shenling Pills because your sisters are so diligent in running errands for you? Your family produces them anyway."
Yue Anyan smiled and said nothing to her.
It would take another six years for the spirit plant to mature. She reached out and took out a preserved fruit from the oil paper bag in Yun Qiuhe's hand, put it in her mouth and tasted it slowly.
Yun Qiuhe took out a folded branch from his sleeve pocket, handed it to Yue Anyan, and said: "Yesterday I received a message from the flying pigeon from the principal of Jun Cheng Guo, asking Guanzhu Zhang to prepare for a trip to the Broken Moon Demon Forest in mid-April. .”
Yue Anyan held the note and asked in surprise: "So urgent?"
Yun Qiuhe nodded: "I will go with you to protect Guanzhu Zhang. In the letter, Dean Guo said that he will send Dr. Ji to accompany him. Please feel at ease, Guanzhu Zhang."
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After a pause, he said: "According to the information I heard, the ghost energy in the Guiziling ancient battlefield near the Three-tailed Demon Fox Tribe has spread for twenty or thirty miles to our Da'an side. The Daolu Academy has successively invited many people who are good at catching. Ghosts and Taoist masters who have been saved have gone there, but I heard that the effect is not very good. All the mountain people in the area of more than a hundred miles have migrated away, and the specific information is under seal."
Yue Anyan stood up and walked around silently in the tea room. The situation was a bit complicated.
The master’s practice speed during this period has not been slow.
But it will be very difficult to break through to the gradual decline before the middle of next month.
Even if you reach the level of cultivation, you can't advance just because you want to. There are also factors such as mood, opportunity, luck, etc.
Yun Qiuhe was stuck in a bottleneck for almost two years.
According to the analysis of the news heard, the place at Guiziling is very dangerous, and this matter has nothing to do with the Three-tailed Demon Fox Tribe. It involves the safety of people's livelihood in the Da'an Dynasty area. The temple owner is only sent as a monk with the ability to transcend ghosts. It is estimated that Doesn't he expect much?
"You drink tea first, and I'll go and invite the master of the temple to let him know what's going on."
"Go ahead, there's nothing you can do about it. Your arms can't twist your thighs. I'm still asking someone to find out more detailed information."
Yun Qiuhe watched Yue Anyan hurriedly go out with a trace of melancholy on his face.
There was a worse situation she wasn't telling.
According to expert deductions and after field inspections nearby, we came to a sensational conclusion: May 5th of this year is the Xinyou day of the Xinsi month of the Gengzi year. That day belongs to the Five Ghost Day. If the ghosts in Guiziling cannot be resolved in advance Ghost energy may cause a catastrophe.
After she talks to Guanzhu Zhang later, she will decide whether to tell him or not based on his mood.
So as not to mess up your mind and affect your practice in the future.
Without the cultivation level of Jianwei Realm, it would be more dangerous to enter such a dangerous place. She had taken a strange risk in going there. She kept it secret from Senior Brother Fu and the master of the sect for the time being, and did not dare to reveal anything in advance.
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