Zhuang Yu took out a few blank pieces of rice paper, spread them on the Kan map, took out a sharpened black stone, and sketched the topography of the rope ditch area on the white paper. He had learned how to do this from an old spy from the inner border auxiliary department of Dingxi City. Draw topographic maps.
The topography of the rope ditch, which is more than 80 miles long, is drawn, with twists and turns and complex mountain topography.
He clearly marked the calculated entrance, took a new piece of rice paper, sketched the complex ravine inside the entrance, circled several locations he estimated, and entered the specific location of the monument, which the visitor had to analyze and search for on Chunyou Day.
After Zhuang Yu finished painting and talking, Guanzhu Zhang already knew what he was doing. He put away a few drawings and asked, "How many times have you been down there?"
The preliminary homework is detailed and meticulous, which is a talent.
A shy smile appeared on Zhuang Yu's face and he said: "Three times, each time I invited someone to join me." He did not dare to go alone to the place where many accidents had occurred. For his own little life, Of course you have to cherish it.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "It's not a small expense, right? Is the spiritual energy stone on my body enough?"
"Collecting information from both sides, inviting people to investigate, and setting up eyes and ears in the city, I have almost spent all the more than 2,700 spiritual energy stones on my body."
Zhuang Yu took out the account book and saw the viewer touching his sleeves, and said hurriedly: "Master, you don't need to pay for it. I will borrow a thousand from Senior Brother Wei later. This is a business matter. I will report the accounts together when I go back to the mountain. Don't worry about anything." Second master."
He has not officially become a disciple yet, so he always calls him "Guanzhu" instead of "Master".
Zhang Wenfeng did not specifically ask about Zhuang Yu's work process. He was able to ask for help to protect him when he went to that place three times. He was jumping around without any problems. This is enough to prove Zhuang Yu's ability to save his life. He does not need to remind him more.
I took the book and flipped through it. The expenditures were clearly recorded on it.
He was not interested in these, so he returned the account book to Zhuang Yu and told him to pay attention to safety.
After walking out of the room, he returned to the main room and sat down. Six people were waiting for him.
Zhang Wenfeng carefully looked at the people in the circle, looked at Wei Jingjie who was sitting next to him, and asked, "Are you doing your daily homework?"
"Except for missions, when we are in the city, we do our homework every morning and evening in the main room without falling behind."
Wei Jingjie replied respectfully.
Zhang Wenfeng stared at Wei Jingjie again for a moment. He could see the aura of murder and karma, and asked: "Have you been practicing recently, have it been more difficult to enter concentration than usual, and have you had a lot of distracting thoughts in your mind?"
Wei Jingjie raised his head with slight surprise in his eyes, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Yes, when a disciple practices alone, he has to spend several times the time to sort out the distracting thoughts in his heart. It has been almost a month."
He noticed that there was something wrong with his practice, and wanted to reduce the number of Yuan Qi exercises per day through meditation and breath control, and slowly return to his previous state.
Since the owner of the temple broke it out, the situation must be serious to a certain extent.
Shang Qingyun blurted out and asked: "Master, is there something wrong with the captain's practice?"
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the round-faced female disciple who looked more anxious than Wei Jingjie. What was going on with the two of them? He said to Yan Jing and Cui Zhongxian: "Please check Jingjie's pulse."
"yes!"
Yan Jing felt his pulse first, then asked about his status in a low voice, and then it was Cui Zhongxian's turn to check.
More than a quarter of an hour later, the two doctors discussed and concluded that the captain's breath was slightly unstable, his heart fire was stagnate, his energy was uneven, and he had some symptoms of excessive energy. He needed to use medicine to calm his mood.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded and asked the two of them to prepare prescriptions and prepare medicine, telling everyone to stay away. It didn't matter if the donkey stayed.
He set up a soundproof ban in the main room and said to Wei Jingjie who looked a little nervous: "It's not a big deal. You have killed too many people since you went on the mission. Maybe there is witchcraft that fell on you and affected you. I will recite it several times." The scriptures can dissolve your bad karma."
This is what he can say at present, and he can use his power of thought to resolve bad karma.
The Da'an Dynasty and the Wu Clan were enemies. The Da'an monks killed the Wu cultivators, and the incense of the Da'an Dynasty's national destiny offset the bad karma. However, there would be mistakes in everything. Wei Jingjie may have had an extreme emotional turmoil, which caused the evil spirit to enter his body, and slowly Caused by accumulation.
In the hall, people sat and stood, and the sound of high and low chanting of scriptures rang out.
Ethereal and lofty, the power of thoughts is like water, constantly washing the whole body of Wei Jingjie who is sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. Wei Jingjie feels as if he is soaking in warm water, his whole body is comfortable and used, and any trace of irritability disappears without realizing it.
After reciting the sutra nine times, Zhang Wenfeng stopped and looked at Wei Jingjie's body, which was clean and spotless.
"From now on, before you go to bed at night, recite the 'Cultivation of the Self and Peace Chapter' of the Taishang Tongxuan Four Directions Wonderful Sutra three times more. As the captain, you have a heavy burden and the killing sins are heavier than them. You need to recite the sutra yourself to eliminate the invisible negative effects. "
"Yes, disciple has noted it down."
Wei Jingjie stood up and bowed respectfully. Fortunately, the temple owner helped him find the problem, otherwise he would have suffered a lot.
Zhang Wenfeng also gave some instructions and asked Wei Jingjie to take medicine later and go back to his room to chant sutras and regulate his breath. He was not afraid of encountering problems on the way to practice, but was afraid that he would not be able to detect minor problems and cause trouble.
After receiving the replies from Yang Shuilan and Tu Kun, Zhang Wenfeng went to an empty room to rest.
Zhuang Yu asked Wei Jingjie and the others to borrow another thousand spiritual energy stones, taking advantage of them.
It was getting dark, and Zhang Wenfeng took Shi Nanguan to the dust-cleansing banquet held by the city lord and the other two monks in the Freedom Realm. He was originally going to take the captain Wei Jingjie there, but something happened to the captain. Although he has recovered, Yijing is still there. It is not advisable to move.
Celebrating the New Year with several disciples in Dingxicheng.
Feel the simple and rough customs of different mainland border towns.
On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhang Wenfeng said goodbye to the city lord, then left the east city gate with his donkey and flew to the southeast.
After making a circle, three hundred miles away, they met up with Yang Shuilan, who had agreed to wait in the ravine for a long time. He took out the blueprint and showed it to Yang Shuilan. The two of them and one donkey flew towards the middle of the rope ditch not far away.
The donkey was relatively indifferent to Yang Shuilan, who became the Water Goddess. It pretended to be mute and did not take the initiative to say hello.
When Yang Shuilan ruthlessly abandoned Lezi and severed ties with Lezi, he witnessed it with his own eyes on the banks of the Yaxi River in Xihezhou Town. Of course, he was on Lezi's side and had no good impressions of Yang Shuilan.
It had no involvement in the story that happened later.
The viewer didn’t tell it, so how could it know?
The donkey fell behind alone. He didn't understand why the temple owner didn't invite the earth protector to come and explore the treasure together, but instead called a woman who had betrayed his trust before?
But there must be a reason for the viewer to do this, and it just follows suit.
At nearly noon, two people and one donkey walked to the rope ditch that stretches for dozens of miles. The sky was gloomy, and miasmaous white mist emerged from the gully stone forest. The wind blew the fog, and for a moment, the ground-hugging fog was everywhere, and the exposed The protruding rocks block the view from a distance.
I found in front of a mountain of earth shaped like a gourd.
After confirming again and again, the two of them were brave enough to fly down into the deep ravine filled with white air below.
The donkey followed closely and had shrunk a lot.
The white air can interfere with the exploration of spiritual consciousness. It fell to the mouth of a cave with flowing mist about twenty feet deep. The two went in and saw three male and female monks inside, stunned and on guard.
White mist flows on the ground, decorating the narrow cave like a fairyland, shrouded in mist.
Zhang Wenfeng recognized the woman in the middle as an acquaintance at a glance, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his lips: "Chu Qing'er, I haven't seen you in many years."
The three witch cultivators naturally recognized the traitor named Zhang who everyone wanted to kill.
Enemies meet on a narrow road in a place like this!
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