Taoist chanting

Looking at the closed door of the main hall of the old Taoist temple, Henry Zhang secretly rejoiced,

Last year, at He Guangjun's repeated invitation, he secretly went to the Western Continent, and wandered around the edge of the Meteor Canyon for a few days. Remembering the warning of the mountain chief, he hesitated until he did not dare to take a step beyond the Thunder Pond, and then quietly returned to the Eastern Continent to serve as a substitute for his senior sister in the capital. Sitting in the arrest department, always pay attention to the news from the Western Continent.

Self-proclaimed as a sword cultivator, if he wants to resist the temptation of a heavy sword from heaven and earth, it will really test his will.

Everyone has a pretentious idea in his heart, thinking that it is a danger to others but an opportunity to himself.

There are more than 500 monks in the sect, and currently 35 people have advanced to the fifth level. As far as he knows, several of them have secretly gone to the Western Continent, but Lord Donkey is the most unlucky. is on.

Talk to Shi Nanguan and Senior Brother Zhuang in a low voice, waiting for Master Donkey to come out.

Most people have relaxed expressions on their faces.

About half an hour passed, the black door creaked open, and Lu Zijin came out with a rare frown full of thoughts, and yelled: "Xuan An, your master told you to go in."

Henry Zhang’s heart skipped a beat, the secret path is broken, which villain is the informer?
He hurriedly grabbed Brother Zhuang's hand and shook it vigorously: "If something happens later, please help brother for the sake of fellow disciples."

Zhuang Yu nodded with a serious face, watching Zhang Xuan'an walk into the hall with a heavy face, he hurriedly went to find his wife.

Everyone gathered around Luzi to inquire about the situation, Xiao Ni'er squeezed to the front, looked carefully at Lu's forehead, and said with a smile: "It's okay, Master Guanzhu didn't hit you on the head."

Many people couldn't help chuckling.

Lu Zijin sighed, arched his hands listlessly and said: "Thank you for your support, the temple master ordered me to retreat for 30 years, and I was not allowed to leave the Juyi Hall. On the day I leave the customs, I will invite everyone to drink."

"Master Donkey, 30 years is nothing, it will pass soon."

"Yes, we will bring drinks to see you then."

"Yes, the temple master didn't say that we can't visit Mr. Donkey, except that we can't go out, Mr. Donkey, nothing else."

Hearing all kinds of heart-warming words, Lu Zijin hurriedly said: "Everyone with good intentions, except for Lu Huan, Zhao Zhuer, and Shan Chang, you must not come to visit. The Lord has something to say first, whoever visits once, give me Add one year of retreat time, and the person who visits will accompany you to retreat, remember, remember!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, the viewer is ruthless.

Youmeng, who was behind the crowd, smiled slyly, obviously not believing the donkey's nonsense.

Lu Zijin hastily added: "There is still Lord You who can visit."

Accompanied by Lu Huan, Zhao Zhu'er, Shan Chang and You Mengchang back to the Juyi Hall, Lu Zijin showed his true colors, spread his arms and legs and leaned on the wide seat, poured a pot of wine to suppress his shock, and shouted: "But Scared the donkey."

"What did the viewer say?"

Zhao Zhu'er asked Lu Huan to boil water and make tea.

Throwing away the jug, Lu Zijin frowned, and said, "The lord told me that no matter what, before ascending, I will be promoted to another level, and then I will take care of the two fifth-level monks of the sect to pass the small calamity." Glancing at the three people, Said: "You guys have to help me, if it's not too difficult."

Taking retreat as a punishment is nothing more than an explanation to the outside world.

The spiritual energy concentration and various resources in the lower realm are limited. If a sixth-level monk wants to improve his cultivation, there are not many good ways to improve his cultivation, except for time-consuming hard work. Lu Zijin is required to advance to the mid-level sixth level in less than a hundred years. Punishment is even more important.

Youmengchang laughed and said: "The Lord's thunder is loud and the rain is small, and even the punishment is so unique. Donkey, I will help you build a thunder-inducing energy-gathering array here, and I will refine a sixth-level protection for you." Treasures, you prepare the materials you need, and there is nothing else you can do."

"Thank you, thank you, Lord You's favor, I will pay it back later."

Lu Zijin sat up and shouted.

Zhao Zhu'er smiled and said: "I have collected a lot of materials for Lei Xing, and put them together for Junior Brother Lu. If I were to advance to the mid-sixth level in the lower realm, I would not be able to do it."

"There are several treasure houses in the back mountain. If you have any materials you need, feel free to ask."

The head of the mountain also said that he had a chat with the viewer last night. Except for Lu Zijin, the viewer meant to favor a few monks who had the potential to advance to the sixth level in terms of resources. Today, the viewer will take this opportunity to Once talking, give encouragement, apply different pressures, and prevent them from being lazy and relaxing.

After cultivating to the fifth level, there is a [-] to [-]% chance of ascending to the upper realm, but how can the sixth level be guaranteed?
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After talking with Zhang Xuan'an, the temple master called Shi Nanguan in again.

Inquiring about the publication and distribution of Taoist scriptures, Zhang Wenfeng looked at the old disciples who had spent more than a hundred years correcting and correcting the classics of the Taoist ancestors. They had the spirit of scriptures in their stomachs, and monks could change their innate physique and fate through different channels.

He doesn't know how to deduce and calculate, but he can sense that Shi Nanguan has cultivated a mind power similar to that of meritorious canopy.

It is a round of "Jingyao" light hidden behind it, which is as invisible and qualityless as merit and virtue, and has infinite magical effects.

"With the help of this round of 'Jingyao', do you have the confidence to break through the lower realm and advance to the sixth level?"

Zhang Wenfeng sat cross-legged on the straw futon, and asked the old disciple opposite with a smile.

Shi Nanguan knew that he couldn't hide from the eyes of the temple master, so he smiled very happily. For more than thirty years, no one in the sect has seen that he is carrying the light of scriptures, and said: "This disciple will do his best to try his best under a certain situation. The next attack breaks through."

"Just try your best, for yourself and for the sect."

Zhang Wenfeng used different methods to different disciples, and then chatted about Taoism for a while.

Later, Zhang Guanzhu summoned Di Po, Ye Weiyin and several others, all of whom were heroes who placed high hopes on or could break through.

After staying in the sect for three months, he had a deep talk with Yue Anyan, who had gone to the Capital City Rain Division to take up the post of the capital a few years ago. He needed to understand the status of the senior sister, and what kind of protective measures would be prepared to deal with the catastrophe.

Qian Jing is still cultivating and accumulating, preparing for hitting the fifth level.

Zhang Wenfeng encouraged her not to worry, and to spend more time on cultivation. He didn't have high demands on Qian Jing, as long as she reached the fifth level, it was enough, and when the time came, Du Jie would be handed over to him for protection.

One morning in early autumn, Zhang Guanzhu, You Mengchang, and Tu Kun quietly went east.

In a few days, he arrived at Shen Yuanzong's hidden treasure island, Yu Mengchang took the lead to dive into the sea, found the underwater island, and activated a series of spells, a huge current suddenly collapsed downwards, forming a huge vortex.

"Don't move, follow the old man in!"

You Mengchang waved his sleeves to wrap the two of them with his soul power, and plunged into the vortex.

When they reappeared, the three of them stood in the middle of a huge dark cabin, and there was still the sound of "tick" water on the ground.

You Mengchang suddenly reached out his hand to grab the dark place, and said with a smile: "I want to run when I see this old man, so come here." Thirty feet away, a cloud of black mist twisted and struggled and gradually stopped, and was captured by You Mengchang. To the hands, casually kneaded into a ball and put away.

It was a Tier [-] ghost specially reared by Chief You Meng long ago. After years of devouring all kinds of wandering souls that entered the cabin, it has been promoted to Tier [-]. Unfortunately, there is nowhere to escape, and the final affiliation cannot be changed.

Through the dark passage, came to another messy cabin.

You Mengchang pointed to a thick pillar full of copper and rust embedded in the side of the cabin, and said: "Monastery Lord, with your current cultivation level, it is much easier to sacrifice this sword. Wait for me to share a wisp of soul." Power, use secret techniques to awaken this treasure."

With a trace of soul power released by You Laojiang, he drove into the pillar.

A savage aura came to life, and the cabin was filled with turbulent air currents.

The violent sword energy poured out invisible, rolling like waves.

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