The mist in the bamboo building room was thick, slowly swirling as Zhang Wenfeng, who was sitting upright and practicing, breathed out, and there was also the fragrance of grass and trees mixed in. Zhang Wenfeng closed his eyes and performed the sutra, and there was a slight brilliance flickering on his body.
I don't know how much time has passed, I keep doing my exercises to promote the movement of Yuan Qi, and I condense the tree of Yuan Qi day and night.
His Taoist mind was firm and his state of mind was harmonious, with no distracting thoughts, and the process went very smoothly.
Wisps and wisps, like tree rings surrounding and condensing, dense and dense, the tree of Yuanqi suddenly has a rough shape, the main trunk branches, leaves and roots, although not luxuriant, have become a sparse whole.
A hint of joy arose in Zhang Wenfeng's heart. As long as he stabilized the tree of Yuan Qi, he would immediately reach the gradual decline state.
Feeling that he had extra energy, he continued to promote his skills and add branches and leaves to the tree of Yuan Qi.
Of course, the more complete the form of the Yuan Qi Tree, the better, but it is more important to do your best and only when enough is enough.
Zhang Wenfeng was already familiar with the taboos and tips explained in the classics and skill manuals. He focused more and more on his own feelings, preparing to stop at the right time.
As time passed, the tree of Yuan Qi had twenty or thirty more branches, leaves and roots than before, and the green color was much richer.
Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice coming slowly from far to near: "Zhang Wenfeng, you have served the underworld well and have accumulated a lot of merit. The emperor allows you to return to the earth in your previous life through the underworld. If you agree, you can return to the earth again." Be Zhang Kedao again."
A vague figure wearing a tall pointed hat appeared in the fog, and the surrounding area suddenly became dark.
It was Bai Wuchang from the underworld. The words "make money at first sight" were clearly visible on the hat. He continued with a smile:
"It's okay if you don't want to go back. I'll allow you to serve as a ghost officer for a few more years. You can think about it. If you have any concerns, you can tell me."
The fluctuating brilliance on Zhang Wenfeng's body flashed rapidly.
He almost opened his eyes to talk, but then he realized that it was the hidden obsession in his heart that caused him to hallucinate at the critical moment, or it was so strange that Bai Wuchang appeared that he did not expect.
Perhaps, there was still a desire to go back deep in his subconscious mind, and he was not even aware of it.
After almost failing, Guanzhu Zhang had beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead.
"The Tao can be the Tao, but it is not the eternal Tao."
He concentrated on three things, continued to promote the movement of the technique without stopping, and silently recited the first sentence of the Tao Sutra from the Ancient Scroll of the Sea of Inner Vision.
A bell-ringing spell was blasted into the void in front of him, and Bai Wuchang's figure instantly collapsed. Intangible golden light waves washed over his body like water, sweeping away all obsessions and distractions, and the phantoms and whispers disappeared into thin air.
The mist in the Bamboo House room surged violently and returned to its previous state after a while.
Nothing seems to happen.
Fairyland Temple.
The second senior brother sat cross-legged in front of the statue of the Taoist ancestor and chanted the "Prayer and Blessing Chapter" from the "Tai Shang Tong Xuan Miao Sutra". He incorporated the name of the temple master according to the rules and recited it over and over again with piety.
For three days and two nights, day and night, get up and offer incense every nine times, adding oil every day.
In the Qingzheng Villa, Yue Anyan stood on a big rock, looking towards the northwest direction of the pool. A palm-long silver-threaded sword beetle was clinging to her shoulders, as motionless as an emerald jade sculpture.
The donkey also stood on the rock, staring blankly into the distance, and occasionally made a hissing sound.
In the past few days, even after class, the apprentices have tried their best to keep their voices down and not make any noise while playing on the field or in the yard. Everyone in Xianling Temple is waiting for good news.
The dinner bell rang, and the apprentices went out quietly, without the usual lively fights, and walked silently along the corridor.
The old lame man looked at the tables full of apprentices who were eating, and then looked at the empty table. He sighed silently. Not even the donkey and the mountain badger came. Forget it, I won't disturb the fourth girl and the donkey. them.
Yue Anyan, who had been standing for a long time, suddenly focused her eyes. She saw the mist in the fields at the foot of the mountain slowly flowing and fading. She hurriedly performed several formation techniques with her hands. She felt happy. The restrictions on the mountain gate formation were released, and it was the temple master who came out. closed.
She jumped sideways and turned, and soon landed at the foot of the short mountain.
Following the stream to the bottom of the bamboo tower, Yue Anyan looked up and asked, "Master, did it go smoothly?"
Her heart was hanging, and she prayed in her heart that it must be good news. The audience wanted to go to a dangerous place, and there was no time to look for opportunities to repeat it.
Soon, the response from the temple master came from upstairs: "Everything goes well. When I stabilize my cultivation, I will come out to meet you tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work."
"Infinitely blessed gods! Don't disturb the master's practice. I will tell them the good news."
Yue Anyan's heart dropped to the ground and she beamed with joy. She turned around and winked at the donkey who was following her, and they retreated quietly.
The donkey went to the northwest forest to continue to exercise, and he forgot to enjoy the beans for dinner.
In the past few days, mountain badgers have made their nests in rock caves in Wangxia Ridge and have not rested in water pools or rock caves.
Guyin
Yue Anyan quickly climbed up the mountain from the forest on the side of the hillside, jumped over the courtyard wall and landed in the backyard. Then she ran to the front and climbed the steps to the front of the hall. She hurriedly adjusted her breath to steady her mood, straightened her robe and hair, and walked calmly. After crossing the threshold, the incense is burned and the incense is respectfully offered to express gratitude to the Taoist ancestors.
The second senior brother had already opened his eyes, stopped chanting sutras, looked at Yue Anyan and said politely. He carefully observed the junior sister's expression and basically knew what was going on.
Yue Anyan placed three sticks of incense flatly in the incense burner, within an inch of each other, which meant expressing his heart. A smile appeared on his face, and he clasped his fists and saluted the second senior brother: "The master of the temple has successfully advanced to the next level. Thank you for your hard work, senior brother, praying and chanting sutras day and night."
The second senior brother felt relieved and stood up, clasping his fists and returning the salute: "Taozu is merciful! This makes you feel relieved."
The two of them bowed to the memorial tablets of Taoist ancestors and successive generations of temple masters respectively, exited the hall and walked down the mountain. They wanted to tell Uncle Cripple and the others the good news. The breakthrough of the temple master into promotion was a great event worth celebrating.
The Fairy Spirit Temple finally has a Jianwei Realm monk!
The afternoon of the first day of April.
Zhang Wenfeng came down from the bamboo building with a calm and relaxed look on his face.
In his heart, he was secretly glad that he woke up in time and eliminated the trouble caused by his obsession. Otherwise, as long as he spoke to the illusion, the condensed Yuan Qi tree would return to its original shape, causing the promotion of breaking skills to fail.
Breaking through the barriers in practice has always been dangerous and inexplicable, and everyone has their own difficulties to overcome.
There are still more than ten days left, and he must first learn the most important flying technique in the gradually declining stage. He is in a different situation from Yun Qiuhe at the beginning. His "Sitting and Forgetting Green Wood Returning Alchemy Technique" records the "Wood Flying Technique" ”, you can learn it by spending a few days thinking about it.
Then go to the county town and take the exam to become a "Master". This status must be obtained as soon as possible.
In the Dao sect's territory, there are many visitors from all major Dao sects, and they also pay attention to their cultivation and status.
After he was promoted to the Jianwei Realm, he stood out from the crowd of Huaqi cultivators. The respect and status he received would be different from before, and the Daolu branch of the county did not dare to despise him.
The rest of the time is to make more preparations for going to the Broken Moon Demon Forest.
Thinking about it in his mind, he slowly walked up the stairs into the Qingzheng Courtyard. A loud cheer suddenly rang out on the once again lively platform and corridor: "The temple master has come out of seclusion!"
"I've met the Guanzhu!"
"Congratulations to the viewer!"
The apprentices were all proud and excited.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and raised his hand to signal. Looking at the childish and happy faces, he didn't feel noisy, but felt warm inside.
Yue Anyan, Yun Qiuhe, the second senior brother, as well as the old cripple and Wei Xingde who were busy in the kitchen, heard the cheers and shouts and ran out one after another.
After greeting each other for a while, the four of them walked into the tea room.
Yun Qiuhe looked Guanzhu Zhang up and down, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, I am relieved that you have been successfully promoted. I will formally apply to Dean Wu tomorrow to go to Guiziling with you to perform the mission, otherwise I will be punished by Fu." Senior brother took the lead."
Now that Guanzhu Zhang has been promoted to the Jianwei Realm, the sect's worries no longer exist.
After Zhang Wenfeng was promoted, he checked his lungs and found that the remaining root of the disease had long since disappeared.
There is a huge amount of unfamiliar energy flowing in his meridians, and he will have to get familiar with it in the next few days.
"Fellow Daoist Yun, I want to ask you something. I need a batch of peach wood sticks that are over 500 years old and are three feet long and thick with copper coins. The original peach wood of the peach tree can also be used as a substitute. Fifty of them must all come from one Spirit Peach Tree, I will draw the talisman that needs to be carved later. You can help me ask the price first, and I will exchange it for spiritual energy stone or flowing crystal sand."
He wanted to make a batch of ghost-killing sticks that he knew from his previous life.
Whether it is to set up a "ghost-repelling array" or to set up a ghost-fighting array alone, it has great uses.
Yun Qiuhe listened to his words and said with a smile: "Are you thinking of the eight-hundred-year-old peach tree? I'll ask later, as long as it's not a thousand-year-old peach tree and you use twigs, the price shouldn't be too high. It’s expensive, but it’s a bit troublesome for you to dig up a spiritual tree, so be prepared to take out a few pills. The flowing crystal sand and spiritual energy stones are not included.”
Yue Anyan interjected: "Master Yun, don't worry about our few pills. The temple master put in a lot of effort to capture that peach wood demon alive."
The implication is that the viewer has paid so much but received very little.
Now I need some peach branches, and to complete a troublesome task, why don’t I give them to them?
Therefore, if there is an opportunity in the future, Xian Lingguan will go on a solo adventure to hunt for treasures and reap the benefits for himself. He will not let the Daolu branch participate in sharing the profits. In the past, he did not understand the depth of the rules.
There was a trace of embarrassment on Yun Qiuhe's face, and he smiled and said: "I will try my best. You also know that it is not easy to get out some of the good things that a large sect has swallowed."
She is from a large sect, so of course she understands how the sect behaves.
There is more time to talk about benefits and less time to talk about favors, unless it is worthy of in-depth friendship and investment.
She had no choice but to try her best to get things done.
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