Taoist chanting

Chapter 276 Coping
"Lu Zijin, do you know what is meant by 'A humble bamboo has bowed leaves, but a proud plum has no upturned flowers'?"

"Monastery Lord, I was wrong. Next time, I won't show off indiscriminately. After returning to the Taoist temple, I will write the sage principles you taught today a hundred times. Please don't drop your book bag. I am dizzy from hearing it."

The two of them were walking along the official road to the county town with a donkey. The donkey drooped its long ears and walked listlessly.

It is not afraid of the old cripple scolding "donkey day", it can boldly yell at it in a loud voice, anyway, the old cripple can't understand, so now it is afraid of the Lord to talk to it.

The teachings of the temple master are one basket after another, thick and thin, and it will not do if it does not listen.

The autumn wind is refreshing and the autumn mood is high, and the forests are dyed red with fragrant leaves.

Zhang Wenfeng performed the "Nine Palaces Flying Star Walk" under his feet. He spent a long time and used up a lot of blank paper to calculate a set of effective Nine Palaces Steps, and practiced a little bit of natural weather. .

He is not in a hurry, and Mo Ye, who walks leisurely, doesn't care about time.

"I won't waste my saliva on another person. I repeat these rules and principles. I hope you will remember that as long as you are in the human territory for a day, you will always have more rules than the humans who made the rules.

I treat you as a fellow monk, but other human monks may not be like this. Even if your strength reaches the peak in the future and you can trample and break certain rules, you still have to abide by greater rules, because there are people outside of people, and there is a sky outside of the sky.

All willfulness and inaction are actually freedom within a certain framework. "

This time Zhang Wenfeng spoke more directly and more emphatically.

Whether it is a human or a demon, the rapid expansion of strength often leads to a blind increase in confidence.

He had to persuade the donkey to cultivate his mind. Throughout the ages, there are many examples of "the sky is mad with rain, and the man is mad with disaster". If you want to go high, you have to bow your head and bear the weight.

Seeing the donkey listening, there was a look of thought in his eyes, instead of perfunctory anxiety.

He ended with "Hao Shou is still greedy for learning, modest and beneficial. He has no boundaries to the gods, and understands things without words" as the end. He encouraged the donkey and stopped talking. The mystery and subtle changes in it.

He also doesn't want to restrain donkeys with human rules, but this is human territory.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. I hope the donkey will understand.

The donkey's comprehension is extraordinary, it ran behind and gradually recovered from its high spirits to its former dullness. The Lord will not harm it. Observe good and evil.

It believes in the "reason" of the master, although sometimes the master is very annoying like a bitch.

But Guanzhu never seemed to miss it.

Mo Ye didn't say a word, and walked forward leisurely.

She was born aloof and divine, and it was the first time she leaned over to listen to and think about the little truths of the existence of little people in the world, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She is now wandering outside the rules of the two worlds, neither touching nor obeying.

Not for anything else, but because I don't want to attract the attention of the upper realm.

She felt that this was very good, and after listening to Zhang Guanzhu's ramblings about the truth, she was slightly touched by a novelty.

There are different roads, and many principles are interlinked, it depends on how to understand.

Zhang Wenfeng walked for more than two hundred miles in silence, his back was sweating slightly with all his concentration, and he was only a few dozen miles away from the county town. He slowed down a little, and when he glanced at the calm-looking woman with hairpins beside him, he suddenly noticed Fang Bailan's body. Yishui, the appearance is very different from before.

Fang Bailan has a round face, but the hairpin girl has used it for a long time, and her chin gradually becomes thinner.

The appearance was born from the heart, maybe Mo Ye didn't even feel it, she changed the appearance of Yi Hua subtly.

Is this the truth about Mo Ye?

"Something happened."

"Oh, I think I have something to ask you."

Zhang Wenfeng quickly looked away, and stared closely at Mo Ye's face, as if staring at her bare feet. It was a very dangerous risk of death, and the master's gentleness and non-aggression should not be taken for granted.

"A few days ago, I practiced with the wooden spar gifted by the Lord of the Earth, and my cultivation has improved a lot, but somehow, the primordial energy tree in the sea of ​​qi has a light golden color. Is there any reason for this?"

He rummaged through the old books of the Taoist temple, as well as the books copied from the county, donated by Yun Qiuhe, and donated by Qingshui Temple, but he couldn't find any clues.

It is related to the fundamentals of cultivation, and he must find an answer.

Mo Ye glanced at it and said with a smile: "It's a good thing for you." He added: "You read the books on 'God's Fate', it's a relatively old saying, you should go back at least two thousand years. Look for it."

This was the first time Zhang Wenfeng had heard of the word "divine family".

Seeing that Mo Ye shut up and walked forward, no longer answering his doubts, he had to give up.

Guess it has something to do with the "divinity" of the Lord of the Land?
Since Mo Ye said it was a good thing, he was also a little relieved. After reading more books, he would have a clear direction, so that his eyes would not be dimmed.

After the two entered the city together, they crossed the streets and alleys and came straight to the Daolu Branch of the county city.

Mo Ye walked towards the library alone, and did not participate in Zhang Wenfeng's entertainment. She could chat with Zhang Wenfeng, but she didn't want to deal with irrelevant people. To add will answer the old cripple's hello.

No matter how cute Hu Qiang'er is, he is good at making friends, and he still hits heads with Mo Ye.

Zhang Wenfeng led the donkey to post a post to visit Director Guo, and the assessment was not in a hurry.

"Oh, brother Zhang, you are being so polite. From now on, you will be home when you come here, and you will go in directly. Next time, you are not allowed to post posts to see outsiders."

Guo Zhongfu's enthusiasm was not faked in the slightest, and he greeted the door like his own family, and explained to the female nun guarding the door: "This is Zhang Wenfeng, Zhang Wenfeng, the master of Xianling Temple in Xiling County, and the Qiyue of Jiuhe Palace in Yuanyang County. The first person under the Master, remember!"

The female cultivator hurriedly bowed and bowed to make amends.

In addition to looking like a landscape, guarding the gate for Director Guo requires inner wisdom and intelligence.

Zhang Wenfeng hastily said, "I dare not, Master Guo loves me, and I am sincere and sincere." He is full of nonsense, he can do things, and he can deal with people when they talk about them.

The past few holidays between the two of them seemed to not exist, and they walked into the unlocked gate of restriction after exchanging greetings.

The host is very polite, Zhang Wenfeng will not bring a "dumb" donkey into a public house that is as luxurious as a courtyard garden to spoil the scenery. To put it simply, someone will lead the donkey to the assessment, replace and issue the identity card of the spirit beast, and then eat it Good to serve.

The kindness is hard to stop, and I stayed in the county for one night.

Guo Zhongfu hosted a dinner, and invited his acquaintances Song Suxing, Jin Huanran, and Ji Shixi to accompany him.

In the early morning of the second day, Zhang Wenfeng bid farewell to the city. Compared with the sincerity of Guo Yuanzhuhuo, he felt that it was more comfortable and relaxed to deal with the resigned Wu Ganping and Fu Gujing.

Being in the officialdom is good practice, he found that he may not be an official material.

Or the countryside is more suitable for his self-cultivation.

Arriving at Zhoucheng in the early afternoon, Mo Ye acted alone as before. She wore a dragon-patterned "Tao" sign on her waist, and walked into the library to check rare and ancient books.

Zhang Wenfeng placed the donkey in the spirit beast courtyard of Daolu branch, and he went to the east courtyard to visit his immediate boss Xie Moling, the Dharma protector.

In his position to seek his own government, it is a due act to come to the state city once or twice a month to show his face in front of Xie Hufa.

"The last time you assisted in solving the case in Baihuling, you did a good job. You thwarted a big conspiracy by Wuxiu, killed a lurking Shinto, and eliminated a great hidden danger. Yu Yuanzheng went through the file two days ago. I appreciate your performance. When I find a free time, I will take you to visit and meet the principal."

Xie Moling admired this subordinate he promoted very much, and said: "The white witch woman who escaped, according to our spies' report, her status is not low. Later, I asked the experts in the capital to calculate that she escaped to Daying. Still investigating."

Zhang Wenfeng gave a brief face-to-face report on the last case.

What was written in the dossier was slightly different from his own thoughts, with different emphasis.

He had to explain his original intention of insisting on communicating with Shinto, and let Hufa Xie understand his painstaking efforts.

Otherwise, others would blame him for the escape of the White Witch girl, would they be wronged?

"Oh, Xihe Zhengshen of the former court was denounced as the land of Nanqing Mountain... That Shinto can indeed be fought for, and you did nothing wrong. Next time you do things, don't have to worry too much, just do what you want, there is nothing wrong with it , I’m still behind.”

Xie Moling smiled and comforted, and asked: "So, you are proficient in some ways to communicate with Shinto?"

He is more interested in the method of inviting gods.

"The subordinates have learned a lot of things, such as chanting scriptures to save ghosts, and communicating with Shinto, they only have a little understanding, so they should not be proficient."

Zhang Wenfeng knew that this matter could not be concealed, and he did not intend to conceal it.

Pushing it to the Taoist inheritance, hundreds of years have passed, and there is no way to verify it. As long as he is practicing the authentic Taoist mental method, he is standing within the rules and there is nothing wrong.

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(End of this chapter)