There are mountains stretching to the north of Lingxing Island, and above the city, there are seven or eight courtyards that occupy a large area.
The courtyards are surrounded by rocks and are far apart. Each courtyard is prepared for the fourth-level masters who come to guard or travel. The large formations in the city extend and cover, plus the protective formations arranged by the masters staying there, it is quiet, quiet, and isolated from the crowd.
Zhang Wenfeng's face was full of thoughts, and he walked slowly in the wide yard. He held a sword in both hands and felt a chill in the sky as he swung it.
He was thinking about how to control the two swords to coordinate the defensive attack. When the swords were changing, the sword energy flew horizontally and horizontally, and the sound of the sword was sharp. Rong Shu's unintentional words awakened him. He was really powerful in killing with the sword in his hand. Other means can only be icing on the cake.
He has already sent a message to the mountain chief with his sword, asking him to exchange a few pieces of chalcedony, and then Shui Qingru will bring them to Lingxing Island.
Rong Shuzhi walked around the courtyard corridor with his hands behind his back, reciting "Song of Righteousness" loudly.
The mouth is full of lotus flowers, surrounded by thin white air.
No matter how loud the movement of the master practicing his sword is, it will not disturb the young scholar who is immersed in it. Rong Shuzhi is a person who knows things. He has obtained a Confucian poem that will definitely become famous all over the world in the future. He will get all the benefits of literary fortune for the first time. On the body.
Zhang Wenfeng practiced swordsmanship for more than an hour. He walked to the main room without greeting the young Confucian scholar whose voice became increasingly sonorous and full of righteousness. He had also recited the "Song of Righteousness" a few days ago. However, he only moved himself with great enthusiasm and did not benefit his practice in the slightest. .
It would be more practical to recite the Jing Jing Sutra once.
He guessed that spiritual energy existed on the earth in the past life. From the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, the Pre-Qin Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, there were many traces of fairy tales. After the Eight Immortals, they basically disappeared. Therefore, Mr. Wen of the Southern Song Dynasty was born at the wrong time. Otherwise, with this popular song "Song of Righteousness", achieving immortality is not difficult.
There was a knock on the door outside.
"Master, my apprentice Zhuang Yu has come to say hello."
There was a smile on Zhang Wenfeng's lips. He stood on the eaves steps. He turned around and waved his hand. The door of the courtyard slowly opened. He stretched out his hand and said, "Come in and talk. I haven't seen you for several years. Well, your cultivation is still delayed."
After not seeing him for eight years, Zhuang Yu still had the same shy smile on her face, and she was wearing ordinary clothes. She was already in the late stage of her decline.
"My apprentice is stupid and his practice is not progressing quickly. Please punish me, Master."
Zhuang Yu stepped into the courtyard. He had been running around all these years, especially the following three years without returning to the sect. He encountered countless troubles. The golden sign of his master was a big help.
He glanced at the young Confucian scholar who was chanting loudly in the corridor, paying attention to remember his appearance.
"Okay, don't keep mentioning the word 'punishment'. Cultivation is your own business. You have to calm down and practice for a period of time. You can let your subordinates do things, otherwise it will be endless and you will never be able to do it. It’s over.”
Zhang Wenfeng walked into the main room, motioned for Zhuang Yu to sit down, and asked with a smile: "Did you smell something good and come here?"
Zhuang Yu quickly packed and cleaned the tea sets, boiled water to make tea, and said with a smile: "Master taught me that after this busy work is over, you can go back to the mountain to practice quietly. I know that I can't hide it from Master, and my lines in Daying and Dayi have been arranged. That’s right, I got some interesting news in recent days, and I haven’t seen Master for a long time, and Senior Sister has also advanced to the third level, so she hurried to Lingxing Island.”
Seeing that this boy was mysterious and unwilling to reveal anything, Zhang Wenfeng guessed that Zhuang Yu had obtained information about treasure hunting at the ruins. It was inconvenient to report it to him before the matter was implemented. This apprentice was wild and unruly, and would take advantage of any loopholes he found. He asked : "Did you go to see the Earth Protector?"
"Not yet, I'll go see you later."
Zhuang Yu took out a stack of files from the storage bag and placed them in front of the master.
Over the years, he has worked hard to set up eyelines in the Eastern Continent, including several territories of the Monster Clan close to the Human Race. Except for the Qianxi Island Kingdom in the far west, he basically used light and dark layouts to form a network of eyelines, and some places were sparse. , some places were tightly arranged, and this time he went to Lingxing Island to close the palace.
From now on, if there is any disturbance in the Eastern Continent, he will be the first to know about it.
He wants to know what others know, and he also wants to know what others don't know.
The expenses were certainly not small, and he was already trying to save as much as possible.
Zhang Wenfeng carefully read through each book, which contained Zhuang Yu's hard work over the years.
I once heard the mountain chief complain that Zhuang Yu asked him to sign when he applied for money, but he didn't show the specific spy network. He gave various excuses and had trouble with Wei Jingjie, the deacon in charge.
From it, he saw the names of several second and third batch disciples of Xianling Temple, with notes at the back. The espionage subordinates developed in the name of him, the temple master, were in charge of one party everywhere.
The two of them discussed behind closed doors for nearly two hours. It was getting dark, and Zhuang Yu said goodbye and went down the mountain with a smile on his face.
Zhuang Yu feels very lucky to have master's unconventional support, and he can do things freely.
Seven or eight days later, Shui Qingru returned to the courtyard on the top of the mountain. She brought with her Tie Jinglin, who seemed to be smiling, and He He, who seemed to be worried.
Having been classmates for many years, they have become as close as brothers and sisters, and they understand each other's temperament.
Of course she was willing to lend a helping hand, but she just didn't know where to start?
Zhang Wenfeng put away the three chalcedony stones that Shui Qingru had brought, and invited the two disciples who had failed to pass the test to sit down and drink tea, comforting them to relax and accumulate for three to five years. He specially called the disciples who were chanting non-stop in the corridor outside every day. Young scholar.
"It's not a big deal, the sky won't fall."
Rong Shuzhi's face was tender but his tone was loud. An Anan steadily picked up a cup of tea poured by the viewer, took a sip to moisten his throat, looked at the two of them up and down, and said: "The time and place are right to break through the barrier. Humanity and harmony are indispensable. 'Every time comes, heaven and earth all work together'. The first thing you should do now is to nourish your energy and restore your state of mind, and then you can talk about leveraging your strength and fortune. How can you make it through the barrier a second time if you are in a blur and have no direction?"
When Tie Jinglin and He He saw the master of the temple nodding slightly, they seemed to agree with the young scholar in front of them. They stood up and saluted with their hands raised: "Please give me some advice, Mr. Rong!"
Rong Shuzhi asked them to sit down again and said: "The state of mind is elusive and cannot be understood, so there is a saying of nourishing qi and purifying dust. If a Confucian monk has a mental state problem, he should recite the sages and classics every day to nourish himself with the qi. Taoist monks are also similar, every day Chanting sutras, using the power of mindfulness to bless the energy of heaven and earth to oneself, is a slow but safe way."
Zhang Wenfeng understood that he was good at chanting sutras and carefully asked the two of them about the sutras they were familiar with from their daily homework.
It took more than an hour to help them select sutras suitable for them based on their attributes, and asked them to practice according to Rong Shuzhi's method. Even if they recited silently every day, they had to do two hours of sutra recitation exercises. .
Even if you don’t have the innate understanding of mindfulness, chanting sutras for a long time will still be beneficial.
Besides, he is still the master of the temple. If he still cannot repair his state of mind after three or two years, he can spend some time chanting sutras and blessings for the two of them.
Do your best and obey destiny.
Shui Qingru sent the two of them down the mountain and found Zhuang Yu who was living in the inn. It was a lot of fun when they met.
When Zhuang Yu heard that the temple owner and the scholar had given a remedy, he comforted him with a few words, then lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Old man, and brother, now I have the exact information about the ruins of a hidden island. Let's The four of you go and explore, you can treat it as a test. If you are lucky, you may be able to find a panacea from the ruins. What do you two think? Anyway, senior sister, a ready-made master, will definitely go with me. "
Shui Qingru smiled and did not deny it.
Tie Jinglin and He He looked at each other, and Tie Jinglin asked, "Does the temple owner know?"
"I mentioned it to the temple master. He knows that if something happens, the disciple will do his best. You can't bother the temple master to personally take care of such small things, right?"
Zhuang Yu smiled shyly.
"Done."
"Go together."
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