Zhang Wenfeng put on his old work clothes, rolled up his sleeves, cleaned the donkey stable, and rinsed it twice with clean water.
I was busy cleaning out the pile of belongings in the hut where I lived, and piled them in the northwest corner. I had to empty them before burning them. Then I spread clean straw, cloth pads, quilts and other items on the bed, and swept and tidied it up.
Refreshing.
I went to the vegetable patch in the back mountain and picked three eggplants, six gourds, and a handful of spinach.
Go back to the kitchen and cook a pot of multi-grain rice, cut a piece of old bacon, put it in another large iron pot and boil it until the water is no longer turbid. Take it out and use a kitchen knife to scrape the skin until golden brown, and cut the bacon into pieces.
Large uniform flakes.
Heat oil in a wok, put in the bacon slices and stir-fry for a while, then add some chopped old pickles to add flavor and stir-fry together, and finally sprinkle a handful of chopped spinach leaves for garnish, stir together, and serve.
bowl.
Taoist practitioners do not avoid eating meat, are not allowed to marry, and advocate frugality rather than luxury.
The second senior brother looked at the one meat and two vegetarian bowls and a bowl of spinach soup placed on the table. The aroma was fragrant and the appearance of the dishes was very different from his usual boiled dishes. There was also a large pot of yellow cornstarch and multi-grain rice. He couldn't help but ask the viewer.
Did you find a silver ingot?
The owner of the temple restrains himself and treats his guests, so he can only suffer the consequences.
Before starting to eat, Zhang Wenfeng told him: "Eat with an open belly, don't leave any leftovers."
Before one achieves great success in cultivation, he is actually a pot-bellied man.
He was worried that the second senior brother would not be able to let go and save food rations for him.
He ate and slept without saying a word. When the meal started, the second senior brother had no other thoughts. It was so delicious!
The chopsticks kept moving, and the wind swept through the remaining clouds.
Every bit of the food was eaten, and the oily bowl containing the bacon was kept by the viewer, adhering to the principle of not wasting it. He diligently mixed it with the remaining rice grains and cleaned it up. The meal left both of them quite stuffed.
The feeling of being full to the point of filling your throat is a very happy and satisfying experience.
It seems like it has been a long time since I felt so full.
After the meal, the second senior brother rushed to clean up the kitchen and wash the dishes, while Zhang Wenfeng went to the shade of the tree and walked step by step to eat.
About half a quarter of an hour later, when the second senior brother came out after finishing his work, Zhang Wenfeng exchanged a few words with him, then returned to the hut and changed into the green monk's robe. He kept it fresh and neat, opened the door of the west hall, walked in and closed the door behind him.
He took out the exercise booklet from his pocket and put it on the desk. From the drawer he found a blank hand-bound booklet specially used for copying scriptures. He carefully copied it in small regular script and drew the graphics meticulously.
Spend an hour copying books and continue the rest tomorrow.
He read "Aoki Huabo Technique" several times, and when he could recite it, he closed the book.
He stood up and walked around in the open space, thinking and thinking. After a long time, Zhang Wenfeng showed a smile on his lips.
He understood the true meaning of this spell, stood calmly, and silently recited the Qingxin Jue to eliminate some distracting thoughts. After his whole body was clear, he used his mind to visualize the slender and fuzzy tree-like Yuan Qi in his Dantian, guiding the sudden release.
There was an imperceptible flash of light on the skin, as if it was dyed a very light cyan color, and he cast the spell successfully.
Zhang Wenfeng was so happy that he did not interrupt his meditation in a meditative state. He found that the energy in his body was rapidly depleted. After only three breaths, the energy he had finally recovered became transparent. With the distracting thoughts, the spell immediately dispersed.
His skin quickly returned to its normal color.
A wry smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's lips. This defensive spell consumes too much Yuan Qi. It is not yet clear how powerful it is. Compared with casting the golden light amulet that requires chanting a spell, it is indeed much more convenient, or his cultivation is too weak.
He was still very happy to be able to learn a basic spell through his own efforts.
He put the original book into his arms, copied the book and put it on the bookshelf. He didn't plan to spend energy to figure out the other spells recorded later. If he didn't cultivate enough, it would be a waste of time.
Stand still in a green wooden stake posture, with your hands hanging down like tree whiskers, relax your whole body, adjust your mind and breathing, get rid of distracting thoughts, and perform the standing exercises according to the method taught in Master Xuanmu's exercise book to speed up your recovery.
When the body and mind are extremely calm while practicing the exercises, I think of something I have neglected.
When he was escaping from the gate of hell, he silently recited the famous poem of Taozu, and seemed to have entered a strange and mysterious realm.
There was also an inexplicable pale golden light around his body. That magical feeling was indifferent and indifferent. He could only feel it but not express it in words. It seemed that he would forget it at any time.
Zhang Wenfeng felt blessed in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, so that's it.
He recited the first chapter of the Tao Te Ching silently in his mind using the ancient Chinese phonetic rhymes based on his feelings.
The Langlang scriptures are like invisible water flowing through the body.
The mind has no external objects and is a clear mirror.
The exercises were running continuously, complementing the scriptures, and before he knew it, he fell into a wonderful Tao realm again.
A thin layer of green mist surrounds the body, and occasionally a trace of pale gold shines and disappears.
When he finished his exercise and opened his eyes, a trace of confusion flashed across his face.
He felt as if he had forgotten something important, leaving only a shadow of an impression, unable to recall anything. After a while, he gave up his futile thinking.
He is not a stubborn person who will never look back until he hits the wall.
Sometimes I can't find an item, I put it away, and it suddenly appears after a few days.
Zhang Wenfeng looked inside for a moment and was surprised to find that the tree-level Yuan Qi in his Dantian had not only recovered, but had also grown in size. He no longer had the previous feeling of being empty and unstable. He was amazed in his heart. The technique given by Master Xuanmu was really great.
magic.
Looking at the clepsydra in the corner, he realized that this exercise had taken almost an hour without him realizing it.
The sunlight that shines through the shade of the trees and into the window lattice has already set.
The light and shadow are colorful and warm.
Zhang Wenfeng walked slowly in the room and thought. The monk practiced the exercises in a quiet manner and avoided being disturbed. He did not know how to set up a formation yet. From now on, he would have to enter a quiet room to practice the exercises, so as not to be affected by the sudden noise from the outside world.
The second senior brother who was guarding the corridor of the main hall suddenly asked loudly, telling him in this way that someone was coming up the mountain.
Zhang Wenfeng felt more and more that the next time he practiced Qigong, he should not be too casual.
I walked to the door and opened it, and saw Fu Gujing, who had changed into casual clothes, and a man wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a gray robe, floating up the mountain in the east forest.
Waving his hand to signal the second senior brother who was holding the sword hilt not to be nervous, Zhang Wenfeng walked out of the west hall, walked down the steps, clasped his fists and smiled, "You two have had a hard time on the road."
Fu Gujing returned the gift with cupped fists and introduced a woman who took off her hat, revealing a beautiful face with a bit of heroism.
"This is Yun Qiuhe, the new law enforcement guard of Daolu Branch."
Zhang Wenfeng took a look at the young woman wearing ordinary men's robes, with willow leaves and thin eyebrows like scimitars, cupped her fists and saluted: "Zhang Wenfeng, Taoist priest of Xianling Temple, has met Taoist friend Yun."
The woman held a hat that could hide her face in her left hand. The green onion-like thumb and index finger of her right hand were clasped together, and the other three fingers were brought together. She returned a one-handed salute and said in a soft voice: "You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Zhang."
Fu Gujing saw that there was no Yuan Qi fluctuation in the body of the second senior brother who walked down the eaves steps, so he nodded in response, looked at the small old Taoist temple in front of him, and said: "Offer the incense first, we will get busy later."
Zhang Wenfeng introduced the second senior brother to them, extended his hand to invite them, and led them to the main hall.
After the incense-burning process was completed, Zhang Wenfeng whispered a few words to the second senior brother and asked the second senior brother to continue to guard the main hall. He took Fu Gujing and Fu Gujing down the steps to the backyard, opened the door of the hut where debris was piled, and smelled the room.
There was a strong corpse odor inside.
The woman subconsciously held her breath.
After being killed, the zombies cannot contain the smell they emit from the inside out, and the smell becomes more and more unpleasant.