Taoist chanting

Chapter 388 Catching the wind and the shadow, Yamazawa Yexiu

After living in the secret land of Caomu Ridge for another two days, Zhang Wenfeng used his supernatural powers again to nourish more than half an acre of sparse grass on the edge of Caohai. Seven or eight small spirits were listless, flying in the air, standing on the grass leaves, or frowning on the flower branches. daze.

The grass that is about two acres in size has turned green after being taken care of by Guanzhu Zhang, showing its vitality.

None of them could be happy, they no longer played around in the usual way, Cao Muling only had a hundred years left, their home would be gone, and they were extremely worried.

After Zhang Wenfeng was busy with the work at hand, instead of disturbing the sad faces of the fairies, he returned to the top of Dongfu Mountain twenty miles away, set up a tea table in the green forest, and sat and cooked tea with Tu Kun, who had recovered his cultivation after two days of breathing adjustment. Small talk.

The breeze that meets the mountains and rivers is blowing slightly, the flowers and plants are fragrant and sweet but not greasy, and the fragrance of tea under the shade of trees is pleasant.

At the left foot of the temple master, the mountain badger is lying soundly, sleeping peacefully.

At noon, the clear sky suddenly piled up with dark clouds, and the sky in June changed as it said it would, with torrential rain accompanied by thunderstorms falling from the sky.

The heavy raindrops of Dou hit the bar that Tu Kun waved casually, making intensive crackling sounds, and the water flowed like a waterfall.

The sky was dim and the ground was dark, and one could clearly see serpentine silver lightning bolts moving away in the middle of the extremely low clouds. The two of them looked down at the misty sea of ​​grass under the rain and did not speak.

The mountain badger flicked its ears, moved to the feet of the temple master, and continued to sleep soundly without opening its eyes.

After coming for so long, it was the first time that I encountered extreme rainstorm weather like the outside world.

In the past, even if there were occasional cloudy and rainy days, it was just mild wind and light rain, with different scenery.

The secret land of Caomu Ridge has changed, and gradually it will be no different from the outside world.

Today is the last day of their three-month stay in Caomu Ridge. They are waiting for their departure. Time is running out. If Green Weaver Jingmei doesn't make a decision, they will definitely help if they don't know how to get on the pole.

Fate is a wonderful thing, if you can't ask for it, you can only go with the flow and let nature take its course.

A rainstorm came suddenly and went quickly.

It was time for a cup of tea, the dark clouds cleared and the sun came out.

The flower trees in Caohai were torn apart by the torrential rain, and there were overgrown bushes and dead flowers everywhere. The two continued to drink tea and chat, indifferent. A sudden storm devastated the little secret realm and exposed the fragility of the secret realm.

There is really no need for such a secret realm to exist.

At the beginning of about Weishi, the two sensed the vague rejection of this small world at the same time. They looked at each other and smiled, stood up and put the things into the storage space. Fly into the air and fly to the east.

Flying above the small open space when they came in, a thin portal like light waves was gradually forming.

Dozens of thin figures appeared around them silently.

Holding a small leaf umbrella, with red eyes, Lu Xin'er danced gracefully to the sisters who had been together day and night, and flew to Guanzhu Zhang's left shoulder, whispering a few words.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded in agreement, and bowed his hands to all the spirits: "There will be a period later, everyone take care!"

Numerous spirits are sent off in the air with a dance ceremony, with graceful postures, fluttering petals, and singing like weeping.

Lu Xin'er got under the collar of the black robe and cried like a little teardrop.

Walking out of the small world of comfort, life and death are uncertain, maybe this will be a forever farewell, how can you not be heartbroken?

Suddenly, a small figure flew out and landed in front of the astonished Guanzhu Zhang, pinching the corner of his skirt, looking up with a small tearful face, and stammering in a big Anya voice: "Lu Chan'er...to accompany my sister... ... Please, please take Mr. Zhang in!"

She seemed very nervous, for fear that the huge human in front of her would swallow her in one bite.

Zhang Wenfeng solemnly nodded in agreement.

Lu Chan'er fell to her left shoulder, got into the edge of her collar, hugged Lu Xin'er and wept.

"gone!"

Tu Kun had seen so much about life and death, he took it lightly, and took the lead to fly to the light wave portal formed in the air.

These little fellows simply regard the good intentions of the temple master as the liver and lungs of a donkey. In the entire Da'an court, I am afraid that they will not be able to find a few good people who are as cunning, insidious, and righteous as the temple master. The bottom line of the heart is the duty of Taoism.

A flower appeared in front of the hot wild mountain in June.

The inside and outside of the secret are two different worlds. Zhang Wenfeng feels that the inside of the secret is full of wood energy, and it’s okay to stay occasionally. After a long time, it will wear down that breath, and those who practice and ask questions just want to cultivate that energy. The purer the better.

It is from this that "people fight for a breath, and the Buddha receives a stick of incense".

The inaction and non-competition that Taoism emphasizes are non-competition and non-competition, so no one in the world can compete with it, which is a profound state.

Glancing at the two little spirits who were poking their heads from under the collar, Zhang Wenfeng walked towards the foot of the lush vegetation with a smile on his lips.

Lu Xiner wiped away her tears, feeling the aura and sunlight from the outside world, and asked curiously, "Is this the world of Qingming?"

It seems that compared with the secret territory, it is not as bad as recorded in the classics?Except that there is too little wood gas.

"The world is huge, you have time to feel it slowly..."

Zhang Wenfeng himself hadn't even walked out of the Da'an Dynasty, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the expressions of the two elves were not right, holding green weapons as thin as toothpicks in their hands, as if they were on guard against an enemy.

"There is...the Shadow Catcher, it wants to eat us!"

Lv Xin'er was so frightened that her tongue got stuck and her face was pale, she pointed at a big dark brown tree and shouted.

"Oh, is 'Catch the Wind and Shadow' hiding here? Let me see."

There was a strange brilliance in Tu Kun's eyes, and he looked at the tree trunks extending diagonally on the hillside.

He has heard of a little thing called Yingying Jingmei, which has a wind-like body and likes to eat other spirits living in the ups and downs of the mountains, including mountain ghosts, but he has never seen it, because the spirit is hidden. Extremely hard to find.

A khaki-yellow light silently wrapped the tree trunk and penetrated into it.

A breeze touched the treetops and branches and leaves swayed, and Lu Xiner was terrified, holding a green spear and screaming: "There!"

She finally understood why the few sisters who had gone out never came back. The natural enemy Yingying Jingmei was guarding the door of the house.
The mountain badger sensed the breath and swooped over, dare to show off under its nose?

Tu Kun also saw a strange wind invisible to the naked eye, in which there were faint fluctuations and flickering, he softly shouted: "Here!"

A little yellow light suddenly exploded in the air, and the invisible strange wind shattered into pieces with a "boo", and the wisps of wind fled in all directions.

The mountain badger smashed several strange winds with its claws one after another, and Tukun killed most of them. A small part of the strange winds still penetrated into the grass on the ground, and a layer of light green flames emerged from the ground on the hillside. The strange wind has been wiped out.

An unpleasant stench was left in the air, blowing away with the mountain wind.

There is a mutual reaction between the natural enemies. The sisters Lu Xiner observed carefully for a while, and there was no such a feeling that made their hearts jump. The two little spirits flew in the air, and thanked Tu Kun, Shan Badger and Zhang Guanzhu respectively. .

The outside world is too dangerous, if they didn't come out with Zhang Guanzhu, they would have become the dinner of the ghosts.

Being eaten alive is terrifying to think about,
"It's a little effort, it's a trivial matter, you don't need to be polite."

Tu Kun returned the gift with a heck, fell to the ground, and strode forward. To him, right or wrong in the wild is irrelevant. That's all.

The two fairies hid under Zhang Guanzhu's collar and explored the scenery along the way that was very different from that in the secret place of Caomuling. They saw the deep river, the strange mountains and rocks, the birds singing on the branches, and the distant scenery. Beasts to avoid.

The novelty is tinged with horror, and they whispered to each other from time to time.

The future is uncertain, and the mind is uncertain.

The mountain badger opened the way ahead, ignoring everything except catching and killing the poisonous insects and monsters that sneaked up on it, and walked all the way to the past. After seeing and experiencing, its xinxing has been sharpened, and it no longer has the virtue of tasting everything.

The two traveled extremely fast together, passing Biyi Peak in the dark.

Zhang Wenfeng overlooked the halfway up the mountain with sporadic lights from the air, when he suddenly heard a shrill and inflected scream, and the two little elves squatting on his shoulders swished into their collars with a speed comparable to frightened birds.

He probed for the light in the mountain with his consciousness, and after a while, his face was a little gloomy.

The dilapidated Biyi Peak was taken by a group of Shan Zeyexiu, none of whom were very skilled in cultivation, and they were haunted by evil spirits. The leader had the strength of the early stage of the gradually weakening realm, and his breath was impetuous and unstable. Several other evil spirits were domineering , for the pleasure of torturing the natives who were left alive before.

There were several young women who were half-dressed and waited on him tremblingly.

It's too tasteless, what kind of Taoism should I cultivate.

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(End of this chapter)