Taoist chanting

Chapter 167 You can only watch, not play

Holding the folded light yellow dust-washing robe with one hand, Zhang Wenfeng opened the door of the West Palace and walked out.

It was sunny outside, and it was past noon, so he walked along the corridor to the main hall, put the robe into the grid under the incense case, and pressed a note with writing on it.

Bongxiang quietly recites scriptures and makes up for leftover homework.

When he walked out of the hall, his face returned to his usual calm demeanor.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, when he heard a voice, he walked to the east under the shade of the forest, where the old cripple was using his spare time at noon to teach Wei Jingjie how to prick a gun.

Seeing the appearance of the temple master, the young man hurriedly put away the two-foot-long white wax rod iron-tipped gun in his hand, and bowed respectfully with the gun in his arms.

"It's Brother Feng, hehe, I think Xiaojie has long hands and soft waist, suitable for spear practice, so I will teach him more, don't worry, he will not delay his practice of swordsmanship, Xiaojie is very diligent."

The old cripple was a little embarrassed, rubbed his hands and hurriedly explained a few words.

Zhang Wenfeng signaled the young man to continue practicing with the spear, and said with a smile, "It's a good thing to know one more skill, thank you for your hard work."

He knew that Uncle Lame had always wanted to find a successor to pass on what he had learned all his life, especially marksmanship and experience. In the past, his master objected.

It was rare that Wei Jingjie was right about his temper, and the conditions were right, so Uncle Lame became concerned.

I want to teach a monk who is proficient in the middle-level spear, and to satisfy a certain wish that has not been fulfilled in my heart.

He will not intervene indiscriminately, he will cultivate himself, and let the young man make his own choice in the future.

In the foundation stage, it doesn't affect anything.

The old cripple laughed loudly: "It's not hard work, it's not hard work, hey, Brother Feng is still open-minded, and has no prejudice against the martial arts in the world... Oh, by the way, Brother Feng hasn't eaten yet, so hurry to the dining hall , the food is hot in the pot."

In his joy, he almost couldn't hold back a few words to the former old temple master, that old man was very arrogant.

Thinking that it would be inappropriate for Brother Feng to speak of his deceased master in front of Brother Feng, he quickly changed the subject.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and left with fists in his arms. He didn't go far after turning the corner, when the donkey came wading across the shallow water of the creek.

After a long distance, the donkey began to complain: "My lord, you have to make the decision for me. The second senior brother and the fourth senior sister teamed up to bully the donkey. I didn't chew food for two meals. I was so hungry that my chest stuck to my back and my legs were hungry. Thin."

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the black donkey who said he was hungry and skinny, and asked with a smile: "They asked you to find out what I did last night? You are tight-lipped, and you are determined not to betray the whereabouts of the temple master?"

He could guess what was going on.

The donkey has a round belly, so he couldn't believe that he couldn't find grass to eat.

This is to show loyalty.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, loyalty comes first.

He felt that the donkey had already learned from the old lame man in many aspects.

The donkey was carried in the bamboo basket on the left side of the shoulder, covered with thick withered grass, the young badger curled up and slept soundly, and there were a few uneaten fruits in the grass nest of the bamboo basket on the right.

"Isn't that right, why would my son-in-law betray the temple master? Not even if I don't eat for three days!"

"Very good, you did a good job, I will explain to them later, you go to Uncle Lame now, please ask him to get you a bowl of wine to drink, mix a pot of good ingredients to chew, go, Uncle Lame is in the east forest."

Zhang Wenfeng patted the donkey's back encouragingly, and sent the donkey away.

I went to have lunch first, chatted with Wei Xingde and his wife who were still washing and cleaning the kitchen for a while, and then went to the tea house in the southeast courtyard, where we boiled water over a charcoal fire to make tea.

After a while, the second senior brother and Yue Anyan, who received the letter, walked in one after another.

"I saw a friend off last night. I read the scriptures for most of the night. I specially asked Lu Zijin not to let him talk, and he couldn't explain clearly, so you don't worry. I rested all morning and I'm fine."

Zhang Wenfeng poured a cup of tea for each of them, and explained a few words slowly.

The second senior brother drank tea, didn't know how to comfort him for a while, he chanted the scriptures to see him off, he knew what was going on, and it was inconvenient to ask too clearly, judging by the mood of the audience in the morning, it must be that an important friend had left.

After a moment of silence, Yue An said: "The temple master rests for a few more days, we are here."

She saw that the viewer's mood had stabilized, so she said something happy, and said with a smile: "This morning, when the apprentices were practicing in the quiet room, Gu Chaowen and Yan Jing both cultivated a sense of qi. Now all the apprentices are more active in cultivation than ever before. High."

Zhang Wenfeng put down the teacup with a smile, and said, "Good thing. It's only been ten days since they officially started exhaling and practicing qi, which is many times faster than when we cultivated the sense of exhaling qi. The aura of heaven and earth is rising, and the water they drink Different, different after all.

In the next month, other apprentices will find a sense of aura one after another.

Apprentices who have not found a sense of energy must strictly abide by the rules on how much time to practice every day and when to start practicing, and they must not be impatient and reckless. You should take care not to let them compare with each other. "

Gu Chaowen and Yan Jing were the two of the seven apprentices who were enlightened after listening to his chanting.

Yue Anyan smiled and said: "We will strictly supervise and not let them mess around."

At the beginning of the practice, the apprentices are not familiar with the exercises, have many distracting thoughts, and are easily irritable. They need to be supervised by the instructor, and they practice during the day to prevent accidents.

After drinking the tea, a copper bell sounded from outside.

The two got up and went out, they were going to start the afternoon class.

Zhang Wenfeng walked around the other courtyard, and then went to look around the dwarf tree by the Lingquan water pool, injected different amounts of Yuan Qi into the three thorny wire vine seeds, and practiced a green wood winding around a clump of calamus surgery.

Then go to the underground hall of the cave to try to practice swords.

Repeatedly every day.

Zhang Wenfeng has completely recovered from the slight influence of sending away the mountain god. He practiced step by step, gave lectures, instructed apprentices, and occasionally went to the city to drink tea and sit in the Daolu branch.

In the next month, 28 apprentices successively found the sense of cultivation.

The remaining apprentices practiced separately for individual guidance.

The two children of the Wei family, Wei Jingjie, who has the aptitude for cultivation, rushed in the last two days, and found the sense of aura, which made Wei Xingde smile on his face. .

This was also expected by the three lecturers.

In addition to encouragement and guidance, the rest can only be won by themselves.

Zhang Wenfeng looked up at the gloomy sky with dark clouds flowing, the cold wind howled, and the swaying branches made a bleak sound.

"It's going to snow."

Thinking so, he walked into the bamboo building, went up to the second floor, walked into his own practice room on the left, and closed the door.

The temperature inside the bamboo building is the same as outside, and the exhalation turns into white mist.

He was dressed in a blue single robe, and he had not been affected by the cold or heat for a long time. He sat cross-legged on the futon with a calm expression, recited the scriptures silently three times, and then made a formula to adjust his breath to calm down.

Soon, a light blue mist condensed around his body, his skin took on a strange blue color, with faint brilliance flickering.

With the help of the big formation to gather the aura of heaven and earth, and the convenience of gathering the yin and yang formation near the eyes, his cultivation base has been cultivated naturally to the point where he can't make progress in the late stage of Qi transformation. At this time, the retreat impacts the energy-transformation state and completes it.

The state of mind is clear, not stagnant in things.

He thinks the time has come.

Qingzheng Bieyuan, on the lawn surrounded by six courtyards, Yun Qiuhe led seven or eight apprentices, playing the game of eagle catching chicks. She would play the hen guarding the chickens for a while, and the fierce eagle for a while. It was such a joy.

Such a fun game is an idea proposed by the viewer by chance.

After practiced by Yun Qiuhe, he was loved by all the apprentices, except Wei Jingjie and the older teenagers, who were a little shy and embarrassed to play. During the spare time, there were often three or four teams of eagles catching chickens on the court, catching the chicks. In full swing, according to the viewer's words, it can exercise the physique of the apprentices.

The donkey, who likes to join in the fun, is running around on the sidelines, eager to go out and catch it, it's so much fun.

However, with its size, Yun Qiuhe ordered him to only look at it, not to play with it.

What if the huge hoof accidentally stepped on the apprentice?Not even a touch.

Yue Anyan stood in the corridor with a smile on his face, watching the Yun Shangren who had a childlike innocence having fun, she was a little envious of Yun Qiuhe's heartlessness, this is what the temple master called "the heart of a child", It seemed easy, but it was too difficult for her.

He suddenly turned his head and looked towards the eastern sky.

A carrier pigeon circled down.

Yun Qiuhe also saw it, and hurriedly greeted Wei Jingjie who was not on the stage: "You come to be a hen, you are not allowed to lose."

Regardless of whether the shy young man is willing or not, she flies to the east courtyard, and Mrs. Wei and the others will take care of the carrier pigeon cage.

Yue Anyan hurriedly walked towards the dining hall, and when she arrived, Yun Qiuhe raised the note in his hand and called, "Sister Yue, I'll go investigate the case."

"Do you need me to help?"

"No, there are enough people, you have a lot of things here."

"Then when the temple master leaves the customs tomorrow, do you want to inform him?"

"...Just say that something happened to Qingshui Temple."

Yun Qiuhe said, soaring into the sky and flying west, and disappeared into the gloomy sky in a moment.

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(End of this chapter)