Lifting his hands for support, Shui Qingru, who had a happy face, stood up and walked into the central courtyard decorated with flowers and green plants.
The spring sunshine fell on his body, making him feel warm and comfortable. He asked the disciple who was following behind him: "Did the Earth Protector ask you to come here? How long have I been in seclusion?"
"Master, you have been in seclusion for three months and twenty days. Today is the eighth day of the second lunar month. On the first day of the first lunar month, at the invitation of Zhou Guanshi, the Earth Protector came from Lingxing Island with Elder Chu. The Earth Protector sent a message back to the sect, saying You have spiritual enlightenment and need to retreat for a period of time, so the mountain leader sent me to serve you."
Shui Qingru told the story in a concise and detailed manner.
There was no need for her to elaborate. Master understood the meaning clearly.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly. The Lihuo Sword Intent demonstrated by True Lord Merlin that day was a new way of "controlling magic with the sword".
What he learned was not just sword intent, but a set of techniques for dismantling spells and converting them into sword intent, which took a lot of time. Of course, for him who was immersed in it, three months was no different from three years. Just close your eyes and open them.
Learning the sword is practice, and concentrating on it is of great benefit to sharpening one's state of mind.
"Yan Jing, Tie Jinlin, and the five of them have been going to Jicang Secret Realm for some time to practice. Do you know any news about them?"
"I received a message from Junior Brother Zhuang a few days ago. He said that Chen Zhong has left the secret realm and has advanced to the realm of freedom."
"I remember that among your batch of apprentices, Chen Zhong succeeded in transforming Qi by swallowing Qingqi Powder three times, and he was ranked last. The mountain leader mentioned it to me once later. He is not bad. Those who come after him will be the best. He became the third disciple to advance to the realm of freedom."
Zhang Wenfeng walked along the corridor to the door and laughed.
He doesn't have to take care of his disciple's mood. If he becomes resentful and jealous because others become stronger, then he can't be his disciple.
Shui Qingru added with a smile: "He secretly doubled the amount of medicine that Chen Zhong swallowed for the third time. I heard from Pumpkin that Chen Zhong ran into the latrine countless times that night and almost fell into the latrine..." Cover your mouth and say no more, it's not very elegant.
"It's hard to get in. Once you really enter the door of practice, it's even harder after that. It all depends on personal nature."
Zhang Wenfeng did not look back and said: "Your cultivation path is different from theirs, and it is different from your enjoyment. Even if you fall behind the sixteen of them, don't be anxious. Walk slowly. This is the beginning. It's still early for the spiritual energy to ebb."
"Yes, disciple, don't be in a hurry."
"Is Zhuang Yu working in Dayi Dynasty?"
"Junior Brother Zhuang is running around. He occasionally comes to Dayi Dynasty and will communicate with me."
The two of them talked and walked out of the courtyard gate. After hearing the news, the two Lingbaoguan disciples came to greet them and quickly summoned Elder Zhou and the presiding officer to inform them of the matter.
Half an hour later, Zhang Wenfeng was sitting in the side hall of the main peak of Lingbao, drinking tea and chatting with Zhou Fushi, who had rushed back from the capital, and the host and the prison guards. He did not mention to the three of them that he had seen the image of True Lord Merlin and received advice. thing.
Zhou Fushi and others did not ask more about the reason for the retreat, and agreed on a specific date for the ceremony.
Zhang Wenfeng suggested that it should be done simply, without the need to mobilize people. He is actually a person who is afraid of trouble.
In the days that followed, in his free time before the ceremony, he often went to the library hall to read, and came back to instruct his apprentices on swordsmanship practice, relaxing his mind after years of practice.
Yunyong Peak was his territory from now on, so he asked Yao Siwen and Su Qin who were assigned to the top of his mountain to get hoes, shovels, poles, baskets and other tools, and together they rolled up their trousers and sleeves to work, carving out a few acres on the south slope of Chaoyang. In the spiritual garden, they burned grass and trees to make soil fertilizer. They went to Lingzhi Hall to get some seedlings of common elixirs such as ginseng, polygonatum, and sapphire mulch root, and they also planted dozens of spiritual peaches, spiritual grapes and other fruit trees.
The large sect has a large mountain gate array to gather spiritual energy. Compared with the outside world, the spiritual energy is more abundant. It would be a pity not to plant some spiritual plants.
With his current status, he goes his own way without caring about other people's opinions. Even if he goes to work in the fields, it will only make other mountain monks think that Elder Zhang's actions are unpredictable and have deep meaning.
After the ceremony was over, Zhang Wenfeng was not in a hurry to return to Da'an to visit the Immortal Spiritual Temple. He declined the host's offer to assign more disciples to Yunyong Peak. It was enough to have two people to help him take care of the mountain top and plant spiritual grass and spiritual plants.
In the open space in the front yard of the back mountain, Zhang Wenfeng held a mahogany sword and performed the same Nine Palace Step sword show with Shui Qingru.
Two figures wandered back and forth in the wide yard, the sword light passing through the trees without picking up a single green leaf.
After being stabbed on her robe with a wooden sword by her master over and over again, Shui Qingru stopped and held the sword in her arms, listening to her master's teachings. In just ten days, she learned many new understandings of swordsmanship.
"Your swordsmanship, boxing skills, and footwork are not bad. You have also gone to the border town for a year to practice. You have experienced the bloody cruelty of the battlefield. Your mind is tough enough. You have been stuck in the late Yijin realm of the second level of martial arts for many years, and your martial arts has grown naturally. 'Eye vision' related."
Zhang Wenfeng learned the tricks after many days and said: "When you calm down and observe, everything in the world will slow down. This is a good thing for you, but it is also an invisible confusion in practice. You didn't notice it, and you drew the sword." In fact, the speed cannot keep up with the speed of what you see with your eyes, which puts your cultivation in a subtle imbalance state. Your cultivation level is too high, which has caused your current troubles."
Shui Qingru had a look of astonishment on her face, but she ignored it because of the darkness under the lamp.
"Disciple understands, we need to speed up the speed of drawing the sword, or let the eyes see the speed not so slow."
"It's a solution. You can try this. Sword training and cultivation are all based on the same principle, 'fit yourself and find balance'. Sometimes you have to break the balance."
"Excuse me, Master, is there any other solution?"
"have."
Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said: "It's not good to know too many methods. It's easy to be half-hearted and try according to your own ideas."
He also knew how to strengthen the sword cultivation method of "sharpening the sword's heart and transforming it into a sword with one's body". The experience he learned from He Guangjun said that if Shui Qingru still couldn't break through the "hand-eye barrier" within a year, let Shui Qingru walk for another day. Follow the path of pure sword cultivation.
Shui Qingru resigned and went to practice swordplay.
Zhang Wenfeng walked back to the quiet room in the atrium, activated the formation, took out the bronze figurines, and then took out the two rare chalcedony he received from Lingbao Temple, and used the secret method taught by Zhenjun Merlin to hit the suspended in the air with each hand. On a bronze figurine.
The bronze figurines reacted quickly, exuding a misty bronze luster, and the Bagua runes on the back shone brightly.
He meticulously used secret techniques to refine it, stamped the bronze figurine, and then transferred the soul to the core of the puppet's back. This process failed twice, and he succeeded only the third time after repeated pauses.
Five days later, with a bronze figurine puppet in his sleeve that could be released at any time, he said hello to the host and the prison. He heard that Wan Boqi from Kaiyuan Peak had gone out to escape the world and really became a beggar.
He left with Shui Qingru floating in the air and flew towards the southeastern seaside.
More than five months have passed since the war. The initial panic is no longer there, and the fields are full of busy farming.
After traveling more than two thousand miles to the sea, they flew to the scattered islands where the city was built. A monk took off to check the identity token. Zhang Wenfeng led his disciples to the streets of the simple city and walked into the tallest round stone tower.
Zhang Wenfeng was surprised when he saw Monk Fayuan, who was described as old and thin, with gray eyebrows.
"Master, why is this happening!"
He didn't expect that Fa Yuan would use a secret method to exchange the souls and bodies of several fourth-level thieves and cultivators captives, and that they would suffer such a terrifying backlash from heaven and lose hundreds of years of life.
And when the thieves massacred the city and killed tens of thousands, how come there was no retribution from heaven?
Too much bullying of good people.
Or is it something good people can’t do?
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