Taoist chanting

Chapter 591 Recognized Taoist Priest

Putting down the teacup, a stern smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth, he got up and walked out, saying: "Those bastards in Duxian Island are rushing to die in less than a year?"

He discussed with Tukun, Fayuan and others that the Duxian Islands are scattered in territory and their population is comparable to that of a dynasty in the Eastern Continent. They can have so many fourth-level monks, and they can compete with them in orthodox Taoism, witchcraft, and Confucianism. In the method, extreme methods such as extracting living souls to make alchemy, harvesting Yin and Yang, and even practicing ghosts to devour the blood of monks are related.

The law of the jungle and the strong will eat the strong by any means, which is fully reflected in that place.

Eager for quick success and instant benefits, before the forces of other continents develop, they will act first.

Rong Shuzhi went out with him, and said with a smile, "They were just having fun in the early stage. Every time the aura surges, 100 years before, the monks on Duxian Island will cause disasters everywhere. After 100 years, they will be punished every time. Miserable."

Shui Qingru curiously said: "There are very few records of Duxian Island in the classics."

Rong Shuzhi smiled and shook his head, "The existence of Duxian Island is not something glorious after all, and it doesn't make much sense to write about it as a whitewash. It's better not to write, or to write less."

The two of them didn't leave the city, they watched the temple master and Fa Yuan and Chu Qing'er flying eastward.

The long city formation covering an area about ten miles wide and twenty miles long shone with light.

Teams of monks, led by third-tier masters, rushed to various key points. Although the sporadic island cities that had just been built were simple, they were also divided into inner and outer cities. The monks attacked the city secretly, and the inner city could rely on a separate large formation to stand firm and wait for help. After the formation of the outer city was broken, it would last longer.

The three of Zhang Wenfeng rushed to the beach dozens of miles away, and joined Tu Kun who had arrived first.

In the distance above the sea, there were two monks alone.

A young man is tall and slender, with a gentle and handsome complexion, dressed as a scholar in a white gown, with a silver-sheathed gem-decorated sword hanging from his waist, and a white jade fan in his hand, walking leisurely. The face, but not wearing a monk's robe, is tall, thick and black, dressed as a martial artist, standing expressionlessly like an iron tower in the air.

"What road number?"

"They call themselves monks of the 'Big Continent'. They traveled from Duxian Island. They came to the Eastern Continent to experience different customs and customs. I can't tell the truth from the fake. The two guys seem to be very powerful."

Tu Kun quickly transmitted the sound to the three of them, briefly explaining the situation.

Among the fourth-order monks in the entire Eastern Continent, he currently has the highest cultivation level.

He unceremoniously checked the cultivation of the two people opposite him with his spiritual eyes. The scholar who was like a young master was actually a fourth-level consummation, and the warrior monk also had a fourth-level late stage, both of which were higher than his mid-level fourth level.

The fourth-order thief cultivators of Duxian Island that were wiped out a year ago had the highest cultivation level at the middle stage of the fourth stage, and most of them were at the early stage.

Zhang Wenfeng was stunned. Because the soil protector had restored his previous cultivation, he had obtained sufficient resources over the years, and his cultivation speed was fast enough, but it was far behind the two of them. However, the mere two of them traveled to the chaotic Duxian Island, so calm and relaxed, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.

There are five continents in Qingming Tianxia, ​​namely: East Continent, West Continent, Vast Continent, Tiangan Continent, and Nanyuan Continent.

The Vast Continent has the largest territory, and each continent is far apart. Even the Western Continent, which is the closest to the Eastern Continent, is [-] miles away. The monks who can travel far are the best.

Monk Fa Yuan clasped his hands together and saluted: "Fa Yuan has seen two benefactors, but I don't know how to address them?"

The white-clothed scholar looked at Fa Yuan with his hands together, and said with a smile, "Master has such a pure Buddha nature, Lu Changyuan is so polite."

Glancing at the young Taoist priest opposite, he noticed that the Taoist aura was unusual. His eyes swept over a small black cloth bag hanging on the Taoist priest's waist, and paused for a while.

This place in the Eastern Continent is a bit interesting, and you can meet two strange people at random.

Monk Wufu folded his palms together and returned the salute: "The treasure of Tianchan Stone Temple, I have seen the monk."

With such a weird dharma name, Zhang Wenfeng caught a glimpse of a smile in the eyes of Chu Qinger beside him.

Monk Fayuan stood in awe, his tall and thin body stood up straight, his white eyebrows raised, and he asked questions in a weird language. The rough-looking monk seemed to have never thought that the old monk who could blow down in the opposite direction understood the ancient sayings of the interpretation family. , is also an ancient Buddhist language that must be learned in Tianchan Stone Temple.

The two monks asked and answered each other, and others were like listening to heavenly scriptures.

Tu Kun said via voice transmission: "I've heard of Tianchan Stone Temple. It was very famous more than five hundred years ago."

Zhang Wenfeng has read about the classics of other continents, but he has no impression of Tianchan Stone Temple. Monk Fayuan can verify the authenticity of the monks opposite him, which saves him from suspicion and even the possibility of fighting.

He is not afraid of fighting, nor does he like pointless fights.

It's no fun to fight and kill, everyone sits down to drink tea and chat to exchange practice experience, isn't it good to be harmonious?
With his ability to perceive killing and karma, he didn't notice the evil karma of the Duxian island thief Xiu from the two of them, but the magic weapon monk was quite evil, and there was a slight karma entanglement on his body.

Fayuan took out his Tianshan Temple ID card, exchanged it with the monk Fabao, and with a warm smile on his face, he said in the common language of the Eastern Continent: "Welcome to come from afar, you are so kind!"

Introduced Tu Kun, Zhang Guanzhu and Chu Qing'er to the two who were slowly approaching.

After the two parties met, the scholar named Lu Changyuan smiled and said, "Master Dharma Treasure and I will not disturb the city. The scenery here is beautiful, the sky is high and the wind is gentle, and the sea is surging. It is suitable for friends to talk and ask for advice. What do you think?"

Tu Kun understands the other party's worry, he doesn't want to invite the other party to the city yet, the sporadic island city defense array gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for a short time, and it is easy to be overwhelmed, he said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Lu is really a scholar, please wait a moment, both of you, Wait for Tu to arrange something for the guests."

He raised his hands, and the blue-black reef was pulled up from the ground, and a cloud of mud, dust and sand flew into the air, and was burned away by a khaki flame.

In just a few moments, a simple viewing platform was set up on the reef by the sea, with a glazed pavilion cover on the top, supported by four stone pillars, and stone benches and tables were made from local materials. A clever native method.

"You two, please!"

"Fellow Daoist Tu is superb in spells, which opened Lu's horizons."

Lu Changyuan walked into the viewing platform with a smile, and sat down with several people.

Fayuan and Fabao sat on the other side, and the two communicated in ancient Buddhist language. As the conversation deepened, Fabao respected the old monk more and more, showing a thoughtful look from time to time, and the evil spirit on his body subsided unconsciously.

Zhang Wenfeng secretly paid attention to the two monks in the corner, and he admired the monk Fayuan.

Monk Fabao looked like a single-minded ascetic at first glance, a guy who didn't get into oil and salt, but was subdued by Monk Fayuan with the Buddhist Zen machine.

Chu Qing'er took out the utensils, boiled water to make tea, and listened to the conversation of several people.

This is the second time Lu Changyuan has met a meritorious bodyguard monk. Before the tea was boiled, he suggested with a smile: "Traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books is not as profound as talking with fellow practitioners. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zhang is interested. , let’s get started and exchange ideas? Swordsmanship and spells are both acceptable.”

He had already experienced Tu Kun's spells, and among them, he identified the Taoist priest with a warm smile.

Monk Fabao also looked over, and said expressionlessly: "My generation of monks, why are you afraid of a fight! What are mothers-in-law and mothers doing?"

Fa Yuan's white eyebrows moved unnoticed, this savage monk wasted his saliva for a long time.

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(End of this chapter)