With the fragrant mist hanging around him, Zhang Wenfeng internally visualized the ancient scrolls unfolding in the sea, with new scriptures shining with golden light on them. He used his spiritual consciousness to touch the halo and flow the golden seal characters. There was faint fairy music, and the shadows seemed to be illusory and real, and they were brilliant. There was a surge of enlightenment in his heart.
Standing still in the darkness, the remaining incense on the ground slowly burned away.
"'The Liujia Secret Blessing Mantra is such a mysterious and complicated mantra that it takes a lot of time to understand it slowly."
A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth. This time's magical power was not like the canopy of merit that appeared last time. He had to work hard to guess the use. He had already learned the nine complicated techniques of the Liujia Secret Blessing Curse, and wanted to use it in various ways. The power of supernatural powers depends on his understanding and application of mantras.
Everything was silent, and the night shrouded the earth like a curtain.
Reciting the scriptures silently, he slowly pinched out the mantra "Lin", and the invisible golden light washed over his body like water.
He noticed that his whole body seemed to blend into the night, becoming one with the world, giving him an immersive feeling of "immobility and no confusion."
Time seemed to slow down, and he could clearly perceive the growth of nearby trees, the movement of mosquitoes, the breeze blowing on his face, and the mysterious state of "I am in the middle of the world".
"Hey, Master, what kind of technique are you practicing? It's so magical. I'm instantly relieved of my impatience."
Inside the Jushui Pearl, You Mengchang made a sound of surprise. Taoist Zhang had not surprised him for a long time. He could not detect the figure of Taoist Zhang who was so close at hand. He was hazy and separated by an impenetrable layer of fog. He sighed in his heart. This seemed to be a great supernatural power that could comprehend all things in the world. He had to work hard to restore his cultivation. Otherwise, Let Taoist Zhang get away too far, otherwise it will not look good on his face.
Zhang Wenfeng tasted it for a while, gathered his energy, and came out of the state of "Lin". All the wonders suddenly disappeared, and his whole person became clear from the night.
The wind is still the same, but it looks different.
"It's the wonderful use of Taoist nine-character mantra, I just realized it by chance."
Zhang Wenfeng simply explained that next time you practice magical powers and secrets, remember to seal up the flow beads and don't let the old man disturb you at critical moments. Practice requires one go at a time and cannot be interrupted. This is where the monk's retreat comes from.
"It's almost dawn. We say goodbye to Fellow Daoist Lu and Fellow Daoist Gu. It's time for us to return." After killing the demons a few days ago, he had sent messages to Zhao Zhu'er, the mountain chief and Zhuang Yu respectively, so as not to worry them.
Seeing that the visitor changed the subject, You Mengchang didn't ask any more questions and said, "Let's go around Water Shadow City to see the ancient Yanlian tree. I have something to talk to Lian Shuhao."
"Lian Shuhao didn't die...you mean he didn't die?"
Zhang Wenfeng reacted.
"The tree is unintentional. An old guy who has lived for thousands of years and an ancient tree sprite cannot die so easily."
You Mengchang smiled and said: "He inspired and cultivated so many little ghosts, isn't it just to serve as a scapegoat at critical times? Do you really think he likes a big family living together for generations? No way, we practiced cultivation in that era It’s about living, living is about practicing, there’s not that much emphasis on it.”
A few simple words made Zhang Wenfeng feel unusually cruel.
After dawn, they found Lu Yuanyuan and Gu Qingrong who had been staying here and said goodbye. Zhang Wenfeng flew to the northeast alone. Rong Shuzhi, Tu Kun and others were invited by Shi Qisheng to travel to Tianqian Continent. They had arrived a few days earlier gone.
Arriving at the foot of Yanlianshu Mountain again, decades have passed and Tianyingguan's business has become increasingly prosperous.
Without disturbing anyone, we arrived at the abandoned courtyard where we had retreated. There were sparse weeds and moss all over the place. The large branch in the backyard, which was more than a hundred feet high, was lush with leaves and covered the area nearby. It was full of vitality and rich in wood.
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand and patted the huge dark green tree trunk. The branches and leaves above responded with a whirling sound, and there was a rain of leaves.
After a few days of recuperation, You Meng Chang's figure became much more solid, and was no longer in a weak state that could be blown away by the wind.
He escaped from the water droplets, disappeared in a flash in the air, and headed to the top of the tree mountain.
Zhang Wenfeng had nothing to do, walking around in the yard.
After a while, two dark-green-skinned little sprites appeared above the half-collapsed courtyard wall. They looked exactly like Liande, and looked more like Liande.
De was clever and bowed to the Taoist priests who were looking at him. One of them said in an eloquent voice, "Senior, our ancestors ordered us to come and serve you."
Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, said nothing, and continued walking back and forth in the yard.
Lian Shuhao indeed had the means to survive, and he probably had to start practicing from scratch like You Lao.
The two little sprites floated down into the courtyard, and gently used magic to clear an open space. They placed small tables and chairs with exquisite carvings and interesting shapes, and placed several plates of spiritual fruits, preserved fruits, snacks and other items on the table.
The two little guys stood holding their breath against the wall, trying not to interfere with the moving Taoist priest.
About half an hour later, You Mengchang appeared, nodded and said a silent greeting, turned into black energy and returned to the Water Gathering Bead to cultivate, without saying much about what he and Lian Shuhao were talking about.
Zhang Wenfeng didn't know how to pry, everyone had their own secrets, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
Flying in silence all the way over the sea, You Mengchang said quietly: "I asked Lian Shuhao for three drops of the original sap of the ancient Yanlian tree. The old boy was overjoyed and agreed. He thought we were here this time. I'm just here to add insult to injury, huh, are we such villains?" The last sentence was said very angrily.
Zhang Wenfeng's lips curved into a smile. He understood that You Lao helped Lian De, who he said he disliked, to ask for tree sap, which was equivalent to resolving a past grudge. No wonder Lian Shuhao was happy, now and then.
As his state of mind changed during practice, he had let go of some of the things he had done in the past.
How about thinking about revenge for this and dealing with that all day long, wouldn't you be tired of living? Cultivation should not be like this. The world of inaction is broad in the heart.
Of course someone like Sheng Congxian would die cleanly.
He was not in a hurry on the way, and arrived at the Eastern Continent at noon the next day, passing through the sky above the Daqiang grassland. With Zhang Guanzhu's ability, he did not want the fourth-level monks to discover his whereabouts, it would be easy.
When he arrived at Yue Crow Lake, Zhang Wenfeng stopped, glanced around with his consciousness, and turned his head to look at a village by the lake.
In the middle of summer, Qian Jing, wearing a short coat and an old straw hat, with his trouser legs and sleeves rolled up, led a group of children, both big and small, wading and fishing in the lakes and ditches. It was very lively, and he seemed to be the king of children. A group of little guys are bossing around.
I couldn't help but think of Yun Qiuhe in the past, who also loved to play with children. He flew close and made a waving gesture toward a hut by the lake.
Zhang Wenfeng watched Qian Jing having a good time with great interest. His whole body showed that he was returning to his original nature and relaxed from the inside out. He nodded slightly. The road to escape from the world is not easy. It is a hurdle for monks. Qian Jing found another way and took the right path. , start from the bottom, devote yourself wholeheartedly, and you will have no worries when you advance to the golden elixir realm.
So he was relieved.
