Taoist chanting

Chapter 828

In the dark and quiet Buddhist hall, there are two veiled pavilions, which respectively house the life lamps of the Dharma abbot of the Tianchan Stone Temple and the master of the magic treasure.

Suddenly the life lamp of Master Magic Treasure dimmed, and the light shrank to only a little wick, which fluttered and then slowly returned to its original state.

The sandalwood is lingering and invisible, and the Buddhist hall has never been inspected by anyone, and it is still quiet, and no one has noticed the short-term alternation.

Time passed quietly in dry silence.

The scale of Tianchan Stone Temple, which has undergone heavy construction, has expanded year by year, and the Buddhist halls, main halls, library buildings, lecture halls, precepts and so on have been successively improved.

The secluded Yingbi Mountain seems to be forgotten by people, and the stone gate of the lonely cave among the cliffs in the middle of the mountain is covered by vines and weeds.

The magic weapon master once said that unless he leaves the customs, no one should disturb his tranquility.

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Moling secluded environment, Peach Blossom Valley.

Shang Qingyun and Qian Jing bowed to the indifferent peach lady, and after saying goodbye, they turned and walked out of the Peach Blossom Valley.

Wei Jingjie and Shi Nanguan who were waiting outside the confluence valley walked out of the secret realm talking and laughing.

After more than [-] years of hardships and pains in opening up new meridians, the two women breathed the cold air outside, and both felt a sense of joy after suffering. Compared with the bewilderment and confusion when they first entered the secret realm, they now have a bit more clarity and confidence.

It is difficult to be a man without being poor, and you will always be naive if you don't care about the world.

After returning to the Zongmen to burn incense and perform rituals, Qian Jing first went to see his master to listen to his teachings, then visited Shanzhang, Yue Daozhang, Zhao Zhuer, Yan Jing and others one by one, and finally went to Xiangshoudian to meet Yun Qiuhe and stayed for one night.

In the early morning of the second day, Qian Jing bid farewell to Yun Qiuhe and Shan Zhang without alarming others, and quietly went north alone.

The temple master has not come out of seclusion for more than ten years. She has her own way of escape. She does not want to receive special care because of the temple master. No worries.

Dressed in a blue-gray Taoist robe, with a sword on his waist and a jade amulet bestowed by his master in his sleeve, Qian Jing traveled to the mountains and waters to relax and taste delicacies from all over the world. After more than [-] days, he came to the bank of Moon Crow Lake in Jingzhou.

Three hundred miles away, the water is sparkling, and the setting sun still shines in the west.

Qian Jing specially went to the nearby Moon Crow Temple, the Taoist temple where she was an apprentice, nearly 150 years later, the Taoist temple has been built beautifully, the scale has expanded a lot, and there are many monks, but things are different, no one recognizes them she is gone.

She took a rest at the Taoist temple for one night, and the next day she came to the village by the lake ten miles away, and spent 50 taels of silver to buy a barren and dilapidated yard at the east end of the village through the village, including a three-thirds vegetable field behind the yard.

People in the village saw a lot of immortals who came and went to Moon Crow Lake, and there were fairy girls who stayed in their village to practice. Although it was a novelty, they didn't watch it.

It took some time to repair the dilapidated house and the earthen walls, and Qian Jing has lived in "Qianjia Village" since then.

This is where she was born back then, and her brother's line was taken care of by her with money, and they moved to the city a long time ago to spread their branches and leaves, and they had no contact with each other many years ago.

People in the village found that the new fairy girl was different from the fairies they had seen in the past. They greeted everyone with kindness and politeness. , the yard is full of misty pink flowers and plants. I heard that Xiangu has the same surname as them, and the villagers are getting closer.

If anyone's family has a wedding or a wedding, they should invite the fairy girl to sit at the banquet, which is more face-saving.

On the shore of the lake ten miles to the west of Moon Crow View, in a newly built hut, the water is as clear as sitting on a straw futon, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, Qian Jing went out to walk away from the mundane road alone, how could the head of the mountain do such a big thing No arrangement?

A snow-white puppy came into the hut wagging its tail and lay down next to the futon.

Among the many monks who came and went to Moon Crow Lake, no one could tell that the puppy that often ran around by the lake was a fourth-order thunder beast?

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After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Wenfeng finally stopped sacrificing the bronze lamps, and he took back the prototype of the Yuanshen immersed in the Hall of Soul Suppression into his body.

The small world of the Hall of Souls has been stabilized, and the small Styx River is about two feet wide. He can sense the imprint he left on the core of the Hall of Souls, and with a move, the bronze lamp flutters up, shrinks to the size of a fist, and falls to his palm. , as light as paper and weightless.

He can borrow part of the supernatural power of the second soul, and it is no longer a problem to ingest the bronze lamp.

Zhang Wenfeng's face showed a hint of joy after "seeing" through the layers of fog to a small ghost area in the depths.

The sky and the earth can be seen in a square inch, and yin and yang can be connected with the palm of your hand.

He has accumulated a lot of sparks of inspiration about Taoism, swordsmanship, and the power of rules by observing Xiaotiandi's restoration, improvement, and analogy. If he is given some time to figure it out, his strength will be further improved.

But don't be in a hurry, wait for him to leave the customs to see how the world has changed?

You Mengchang, who was playing chess with the mountain chief in the middle of the mountain, suddenly looked up to the northwest, and smiled: "Finally, I have passed the customs, and it took almost 20 years for a broken lamp, which is too long. "

Said the figure disappeared.

The head of the mountain was delighted in his heart, but his face remained silent, he walked out of the pavilion and flew to the northwest.

Zhang Wenfeng looked at Yumengchang, Tukun, Zhao Zhuer and Shanchang who appeared in front of him one after another, and laughed: "It's too polite to put on such a big battle. Have you found out the devil who caused chaos in the vast continent?"

"The devil has been extinct for seventeen or eighteen years. By the time the temple master leaves the seclusion, the day lily will be cold."

Tu Kun looked at the viewer who couldn't see the depth, secretly startled.

The temple master has gained a lot from this sacrifice of the small world's heavy weapon. He feels that there is a layer of heaven and earth between him and the temple master. Face to face and visible, the demon consciousness can't feel the temple master's existence. It's amazing !

Zhao Zhu'er also noticed the change of the temple master, and excitedly shouted: "Shopkeeper, take out the treasure, let me learn more, the treasure of Xiaotiandi, I haven't touched it yet."

Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his left hand from his cuff, holding a small bronze lamp, raised it in front of his body, and said with a smile, "It's been rumored outside that Fang Bailan has a small treasure, so don't fool me."

Zhao Zhu'er touched the icy and heavy bronze lamp with her hand, curled her lips and said, "A natal treasure that has been sacrificed for hundreds of years is not such a small treasure, otherwise it would not have been trapped in the witch formation and could not escape. "

He tried to lift the bronze lamp with both hands, but the small lamp seemed to be rooted in the master's palm and remained motionless.

Zhang Wenfeng tapped the curious Zhu'er, put the bronze lamp back into his sleeve, greeted You Lao and the head of the mountain, walked down the mountain, and sighed: "Time flies so fast, it's been almost 20 years in a blink of an eye."

Shan Chang laughed and said: "Little Ni'er may be living like a year, but she doesn't realize that time is passing fast. She has been trapped in the secret realm 'Hualongtan' for 15 years, and she is still waiting for you, the temple master, to rescue her."

"Uh, what Hualongtan? I've never heard of it."

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(End of this chapter)