Taoist chanting

Chapter 588 Too bullying good people
Raising his hand to help him up, so that Shui Qingru with a happy face got up, Zhang Wenfeng walked into the courtyard decorated with flowers and green plants.

The spring sun was shining on his body, making him feel warm and comfortable. He asked the disciples following him: "Dharma protector sent you here? How long have I been in retreat."

"Master, you have retreated for three months and [-] days. Today is the eighth day of February. On the first day of the first lunar month, at the invitation of Zhou Guanshi, Tu Hufa and Elder Chu came from Scattered Island. Tu Hufa sent a message back to the sect, saying You need to retreat for a period of time because of your spiritual understanding, and the head of the mountain sent me to serve you."

Shui Qingru explained the matter concisely.

She doesn't need to go into details, the master can understand the meaning.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, the Lihuo Sword Intent demonstrated by True Monarch Merlin that day was a new way of "controlling the law with the sword".

What he learned was not only the sword intent, but also a set of ways to disassemble the spell into the sword intent, which took a lot of time. Of course, for him who was immersed in it, three months and three years were no different. But just close your eyes and open them.

Learning to sword is practice, and concentrating on it is of great benefit to sharpening one's mind.

"Yan Jing, Tie Jinlin and the others went to the Extreme Cang Secret Realm for training. It's been a while, do you know any news about them?"

"A few days ago, I received a message from Junior Brother Zhuang, saying that Chen Chong had left the secret realm and had advanced to the free realm."

"I remember that among your group of apprentices, Chen Zhong succeeded in transforming qi after swallowing Qingqi powder three times. He ranked last. The head of the mountain later mentioned it to me once. He is not bad. The latecomers are on top. I became the third disciple who advanced to the free state."

Zhang Wenfeng walked out the door along the corridor, hehe said with a smile.

He doesn't need to take care of his apprentice's mood. If someone else gets stronger and gets resentful or jealous, then he can't be his apprentice.

Shui Qingru added with a smile: "Chen Zhong swallowed the medicine for the third time. He secretly doubled the dose. I heard from Pumpkin that Chen Zhong went to the latrine countless times that night, and almost fell into the latrine..." Cover your mouth and stop talking, it's not elegant.

"It's difficult to enter the door. Once you really enter the door of cultivation, it will be even more difficult later on. It all depends on personal creation."

Zhang Wenfeng didn't look back, and said: "Your way of cultivation is different from theirs, and it's different from Lezi. Even if you fall behind their 16 people, don't worry, just walk slowly. This is the beginning. It's still early before the aura ebbs."

"Yes, my disciple is not in a hurry."

"Is Zhuang Yu working in Dayi Dynasty?"

"Junior Brother Zhuang is running around, he comes to Dayi Dynasty once in a while, and he will send me a message."

The two were talking, and walked out of the gate of the courtyard. After hearing the news, the two disciples of Lingbao Temple rushed to send a message to Elder Zhou and the presiding officer to inform them of the matter.

Half an hour later, Zhang Wenfeng sat in the side hall of Lingbao's main peak, and Zhou Fushi, who had rushed back from the capital, drank tea and chatted with the host and the supervisor. thing.

Zhou Fushi and the others didn't ask the other party why they retreated, and agreed on a specific date for the ceremony.

Zhang Wenfeng suggested to do it in a simple way, without having to work hard. He is actually a person who is afraid of trouble.

In the next few days, in the spare time before the ceremony, he often went to the library hall to read books, and came back to teach his apprentices how to practice swordsmanship, so as to relax his mind from years of practice.

Yunyong Peak will be his territory from now on. He asked Yao Siwen and Su Qin who were assigned to his mountain to find tools such as hoes, shovels, poles and baskets, and rolled up their trousers and sleeves to work together. In the Lingyuan, we burn grass and trees to make soil fertilizer, and go to Lingzhitang to get some common elixir seedlings such as ginseng, sealwort, green jade root, etc., and also plant dozens of fruit trees such as ling peach and ling grape.

The big sect has a large array of mountain gates to gather spiritual energy. Compared with the outside world, the spiritual energy is more abundant. It would be a pity not to plant some spiritual plants.

With his current status and status, he does his own thing and doesn't need to care about other people's opinions. Even if he goes to work in the fields, it will only make other mountain monks feel that Elder Zhang's actions are unpredictable and must have deep meaning.

When the ceremony was over, Zhang Wenfeng was in no hurry to return to Da'an Chaoxianling Temple, and declined the kindness of the host to help Yunyong Peak assign some more disciples. It was enough for him to have two people to help him take care of the mountain top, spiritual grass and spiritual plants.

On the open space in the front yard of the back mountain, Zhang Wenfeng holds a mahogany sword, and performs the same Jiugong step sword competition with Shui Qingru.

The two figures flickered back and forth in the wide courtyard, and the sword light shuttled among the trees without picking up a single green leaf.

Being stabbed on the robe with the wooden sword by the master again and again, Shui Qingru stopped to hold the sword and listened to the master's teachings. In just a few days, she learned a lot of new understandings of swordsmanship.

"You're not bad at swordsmanship, boxing, and footwork. You also went to a border city to practice for a year. You have experienced the bloody cruelty of the battlefield, and your heart is tough enough. You have been stuck in the late stage of the second-level martial arts for many years, and you have survived with your martial arts 'eyesight' related."

After many days of training, Zhang Wenfeng knew it well, and said: "When you calm down and observe, everything in the world will slow down, which is a good thing for you, and it is also an invisible confusion in practice. In fact, the speed of your eyes can't keep up with the speed you see with your eyes, which puts your cultivation in a state of subtle imbalance, and your cultivation base is high, which has caused your current troubles."

Shui Qingru showed a dazed expression, because of the darkness under the lamp, she ignored this point.

"The disciple understands that the speed of the sword must be accelerated, or the speed of the eyes to see should not be so slow."

"It's a solution. You can try it. Sword practice and cultivation are the same principle. 'Fit with yourself and find a balance'. Sometimes you have to break the balance."

"Excuse me, Master, is there any other solution?"

"Have."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "It's not good to know more about the method. It's easy to be half-hearted. Try it according to your own ideas."

He also knows how to strengthen the sword cultivation method of "strengthening the heart of the sword and transforming the sword with the body". From the experience he learned from He Guangjun, if Shui Qingru still can't break through the "hand-eye barrier" within a year, let Shui Qingru walk away again. Take the path of pure sword cultivation.

Shui Qingru resigned and went down to practice sword.

Zhang Wenfeng walked back to the quiet room in the atrium, activated the formation, took out the bronze figurines, and took out the two rare chalcedony he had received from the Lingbao Temple, and used the secret method taught by Master Merlin to hit them in the suspended air with one hand and the other. On the bronze figurines.

The bronze figurines reacted quickly, exuding a bronze luster, and the gossip runes on the back flickered.

He scrupulously used secret techniques to imprint the bronze figurines, and then split the soul to the core of the puppet's back. This process failed twice, and it was only the third time that it succeeded.

Five days later, he put the bronze figurine puppet in his sleeve pocket that could be released at any time, and greeted the host and the supervisor. He heard that Wan Bo of Kaiyuan Peak went out to escape from the mortal world, and he really went to be a beggar.

He took Shui Qingru away and flew to the southeast sea.

More than five months have passed since the war, and the panic at the beginning is no longer there, and the fields are full of busy farming.

After going out to sea for more than [-] miles, they flew to the sporadic islands where the city was built. Some monks took off to check their identity tokens. Zhang Wenfeng led his disciples to the streets in the simple city and walked into the tallest circular stone tower.

Zhang Wenfeng was taken aback when he saw Monk Fayuan, who was described as old and thin, with white eyebrows.

"Master, why is this!"

He didn't expect that Fayuan would use the secret method to exchange the souls and bodies of several fourth-tier thief cultivators, and he would suffer such a terrible backlash from heaven, and he would lose hundreds of years of life.

And when the thief repaired the city and killed tens of thousands of people, how could there be no retribution from heaven?
Too much to bully a good person.

Or is it that good people can't do it?
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(End of this chapter)