The aromatic mist curls up from the exquisite brass incense burner and dances with the warm sunshine streaming in from the window.
The second senior brother drank a pot of tea alone in the tea room, thought for a long time, sighed, got up and went out, heading west along the corridor.
Three days ago, he roughly calculated that the temple owner and Yue Anyan were trapped in some kind of severe confinement and would not be able to escape for a while. His ability was limited and he could not calculate the specific location. He had already invited Mr. Tu to go to the Yaxi River to search for help.
I heard from the temple owner that Mr. Tu can be trusted during the Fairy Spirit Temple.
Walking into the rules hall, he coughed and looked at the thin young man who hurriedly put down his brush and stood up to salute.
The second senior brother stared at the young man who had fair skin and had grown much taller after two years of training.
He was originally very optimistic about the diligent and motivated young monk, but his character turned out to be so bad. At this moment, he was filled with curses and resentment, and he had no real understanding of his mistakes and self-examination.
He found that being able to listen to other people's voices was not a good thing.
It was a test of his state of mind and will, and he secretly warned himself not to do too much, lest he get into trouble.
"Cui Zhongyu, you go to the dormitory to pack your belongings. I will give you a quarter of an hour. I will wait for you at the gate of Qingzheng Villa and take you down the mountain. I sent someone to notify your family yesterday and they will take you back. From now on, you and
There is nothing to do with the view of immortals anymore.”
"Chief, Zhongyu knows that he made a mistake, can you give him another chance to correct it..."
The thin young man looked very haggard, and he bowed and begged.
"You have too many distracting thoughts in your heart, too much selfishness and hostility. At this time, you are still resenting the mountain leader for making a fuss out of a molehill. You have no regrets at all. You are not suitable for practicing on the mountain anymore. You will have no chance of cultivating for the rest of your life. Go away!"
The second senior brother was no longer polite and used words to expose the young man's inner thoughts without mercy.
Killing people can only kill the heart. He used the mental method to completely break the young man's unformed heart and cut off the path of future cultivation.
These people, like Lu Jinzhong, his former fifth junior brother, should not practice Taoism at all.
Even if you are lucky enough to learn a skill in Taoism, it is all just for the sake of walking in the world. Apart from showing off your power and bullying others, what good can you do?
He was lucky that he discovered it early and didn't let it turn into Qi.
Of course, even if he is promoted to Huaqi, he will use ruthless means to destroy the opponent's cultivation. If the Fairy Spirit Temple can give it, it can take it back. The county Daolu branch will not interfere, but will only approve.
The thin young man felt as if he had been struck by lightning when he heard this. His face turned pale and cold sweat rolled down his forehead. He ran out of the door as if running away in a hurry, almost tripping over the threshold. He staggered towards the bedroom in the north courtyard, not daring to talk to the mountain leader, as if he could see through people's hearts.
The deep eyes touch.
It's so scary. Is this the real fairy on the mountain?
The young man's defenses collapsed and he was confused.
The second senior brother expressionlessly collected all the jade pendant tokens, expelled the apprentice who had made a serious mistake from the mountain gate, and left him to follow his elders home in despair. The unkind behavior of the mountain gods made those few look pitiful.
The old farmer didn't dare to beg for mercy and act rudely, so he sighed and left.
The second senior brother raised his head to look at the sky, shook his head and walked towards Qingzheng Villa.
He originally wanted to wait for the temple owner to return to the mountain before handling the matter, but he delayed it for three days and did not know when the temple owner would be able to get out of trouble.
The apprentices discussed it secretly, and the delay in making a decision would have bad consequences, so they decided to deal with it this way.
Return to the other academy's training hall and summon all apprentices to receive instruction.
"An announcement: Cui Zhongyu was bewitched by his family and took advantage of the opportunity to dry corn on the top of the mountain to steal twenty-two corn grains. He intended to take advantage of the opportunity to hand over the corn grains to his family and sell them to merchants at a high price to make a profit.
He has been robbed by others, but he still has no repentance, has a corrupt character, and has low morals. According to the Taoist precepts, the mountain chief expelled Cui Zhongyu from the temple, reported it to the county Taoist branch, registered it, and cut him off from joining other Taoist sects.
Opportunity."
All the apprentices were horrified and sat upright, not daring to look directly at the mountain leader who was very different from usual.
Over the past few days, I have felt that something is wrong with the atmosphere in Qingzheng Villa.
The second senior brother glanced slowly, his eyes like knives pointed directly at people's hearts, and continued:
"The master of the temple has told you many short stories about character, such as 'stealing needles when you are young and stealing gold when you are big', 'covering your ears and stealing bells', etc. I won't go into details. Today I just use this to warn you, don't be evil because of small things."
For this reason, one wrong step on the path of spiritual practice will cause lifelong consequences.
Everyone has two heartstrings, one good and one evil, hanging in our hearts. What kind of Taoism do people practice?
What you are cultivating is yourself, what you are cultivating is purity, what you are cultivating is an untainted state of mind. If a cultivator is influenced by the secular world and covets the high amount of money that can be exchanged for planting at the mountain gate, how can he be pure? He will only taste the sweetness and breed evil thoughts in his heart.
It is out of control, so the master of the temple emphasizes that you should reflect on yourself, your words, and your actions every day, so as to give you the opportunity to wipe away the dust and dirt in your heart.
All of you, perhaps when you were on duty at the Shanmen Archway, a family member came to visit and talked about the huge fortune of the rice and corn produced by our Taoist temple, which can be exchanged for at least thirty taels of silver. I am not afraid to tell you that every time you
If you can drink a small bowl of porridge for three days, a bowl can be exchanged for ten taels of silver outside, and it is still very cheap.
Some of you may have had a wrong thought, thinking that your family is poor, so you just take a few grains and corns to exchange for money for your family. It doesn't matter. The special rice and corns from Taoism are piled up in a mountain. Just a few grains can make the money.
Is it true that the family can have enough food and clothing for the rest of their lives, or show filial piety?
The businessmen and dealers outside who are bewitching your parents are desperate. They only have to benefit once, and with this handle in hand, why don't they often force your parents to steal more materials from the Taoist temple? Such a simple and simple truth is still
Do you want me to teach you? If you don’t know what to do, you will be caught sooner or later..."
It was rare for the mountain chief to give a long speech and give enlightening instructions to the apprentices.
He spoke for half an hour and ordered all apprentices to write an article about their experiences on today's events and hand it over to him in three days.
Several apprentices felt very happy after listening to the mountain leader's instructions.
They also received various excuses from family members who came to visit. They were still hesitant and wavering, but they were shocked and awakened by the headmaster's warning.
Is this the ubiquitous test on the path to spiritual practice?!
Before Shan Changlin left, he once again scanned all the apprentices in the training hall, including a few who had been promoted to Huaqi. He used the yes-man's talent of listening to people's voices. He did not hesitate to use it when he needed it. For the development of Taoism and to examine the apprentices' character, he
Even if there are any personal obstacles, don't worry about it, just recite sutras and practice more afterwards.
Fortunately, only a few children had other thoughts, and the other apprentices were reflecting on themselves.
He remembered the three apprentices and walked out of the training hall solemnly.
What's the harm in occasionally using materials to test people's hearts?
Life is full of things, and everything is different. From now on, the official disciples selected by the Taoist temple must pass the heart-knocking test.
No matter how talented you are, if your character is not pure and good, and you don’t listen to what you are taught, what is the use of it?
Will it cause trouble?
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Zhang Wenfeng flew a few feet in front of the gate, level with the carved ghost and beast figures on the gate.
He spent a lot of time talking and talked in a dazzling way. The eyes of the ghost beasts on the door flashed slightly, but they were still indifferent as if they were mocking.
He even took out the earth god's sacred soil and dark wood to prove that he had an irreproachable relationship with the former water god Weiyan, but the ghosts and beasts still didn't respond and ignored them like dead things.
"It shouldn't be. The statues of ghosts and beasts on the door are the same as the secular door gods. They are also similar to the 'living human stakes' in evil ways. They both mean protection. Why don't you ask for anything? What's the problem?
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Zhang Wenfeng was puzzled. He promised to help free the "ghost" on the door after the door was opened, so that he would not have to suffer here forever. He was moved by emotion and reason, but when he received no response, he did not take it away.
Several days had passed, and he guessed that the earth spirit should be searching at the bottom of the nearby river.
Since the elm knots on the door refused to communicate with him, he had no choice but to risk breaking the secret palace of the water prison. It took too long, and there were only five leaks left on the top of the hall where he had broken it last time.
Next, Zhang Wenfeng and Yue Anyan carefully discussed and deduced, and after several calculations, they found that the certainty of escape was about 50-50.
"Nothing in the world is perfect, just think that we have this disaster, life and death are determined by destiny, wealth is in the sky, senior sister, you ask Jintao to call all the ghosts in, and we will take action today."
Yue Anyan didn't say much and said "yes". After a while, ghost energy poured into the secret room.
Zhang Wenfeng had already dismantled the altar, the diamond wall, and the stone figurine yin soldier talisman in the bottle of guardianship had also been put into his sleeves. He held the bottle and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and all the ghosts quickly got into the bottle.
Ghosts talk about strength and fists, and Zhang Wenfeng has no intention of reasoning with many ghosts.
He put away the bottle of defense, walked out of the door, and gave Yue Anyan a look.
The two of them walked slowly towards the door and stood five feet away.
This distance is the best attack position calculated based on the last time the viewer took a sword shot, and it also makes it easier for them to escape.
Yue Anyan suddenly reached out and grabbed the left hand of the master of the temple, smiling and saying: "I won't let go later."
"Let's hold on tight and don't separate."
Zhang Wenfeng smiled back and tightly clasped his delicate jade hands.
Never leave, never give up, live and die together.
He drew his sword at random, and slashed at the door blocking the front with his sword. The scriptures in his sea of consciousness were gleaming, and an inconspicuous line of his natal sword energy was mixed with the sword energy that was flowing down.
After several attacks, the weather was different each time, and this time the attack was the most powerful.
One sword attack consumed 80% of his Yuan Qi. Zhang Wenfeng used all his strength without any reservations. He was polite before fighting. When he didn't want to be reasonable, he used all his methods and left no room.
He stood as tall as a pine tree, and his robes bulged and blew loudly.
The second strike of the magical power "Bell Ringing Curse" comes first and strikes the head of the immobile ghost beast almost at the same time as the sword energy.
The blue light of the sword energy was dazzling, and there were circles of light golden ancient runes hidden in it. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, he used all the methods that he thought could be used to deal with the ghosts in a short time, and then a blue lightning exploded, less than three breaths apart.
The ghost beasts were shrouded in successive attacks and became more and more ferocious. They seemed to be struggling and twisting. The black energy was strong. There was a roaring sound above the hall, the ground shook and cracked, and black cold water shot out for several feet and splashed everywhere.
The main hall was overwhelmed by the attack and made a terrifying sound of crumbling.
Yue Anyan waved his left hand, and at the right moment, a series of fist-sized white light balls slammed into the open mouth of the ghost beast, arriving almost at the same time as the thunder.
Attacking from above and below, the metal gate rippled with black ripples, and the energy spread in waves.
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and huge rocks fell down like collapse.
Yue Anyan used delicate water techniques to defeat the rocks that hit the two people, preventing the viewer from being distracted or affected.
Zhang Wenfeng shouted loudly: "Open!"
The natal sword energy took advantage of the gap in the stalemate between the many magical powers hitting the ghost beast, and with a "chi" sound, it broke the ghost beast from the top and chopped it down to the bottom.
The ripples of black mist on the green and black gate made an unpleasant sound like tearing apart.
The cracks on the door spread everywhere, and the ghostly beast made a strange howling sound, like a night owl, but also like a sorrowful cry.
Countless ghosts appeared layer by layer on the door, twisting in pain and falling apart with cracks.
"rush!"
Zhang Wenfeng made a quick decision and tightened the right hand of Senior Sister Yue, stepped on the cracked ground, and Yue Anyan flew into the air, like two meteors connected together, both of them fiercely crashed into the door. With his sword in front, he slashed at the guest who opened the door again.
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"Bang bang bang bang", the rocks above the head fell down like a heavy rain, black cold water splashed on the ground, water leaked everywhere on the stone walls of the hall, from small trickles to fast and violent floods, in the blink of an eye, there was a sudden "boom" and an overwhelming sound.
The flood swept through like a bursting embankment.
The two people's bodies shimmered with light, and together with the sword light, they hit the door with a "bang" and opened a three-foot-thick hole.
The ghost howled miserably, unwilling to be accompanied by the broken pieces of the door falling apart.
Behind him, the main hall was hit by floods and the gate was lost, which caused the entire collapse. The huge suction dragged the two people who rushed out of the gate into the river and rolled them into the newly formed whirlpool black hole.
The two of them fell back step by step, unable to steady themselves.
A white streamer flew out of Yue Anyan's left cuff and wrapped around the dark rocks in front of her. She held the viewer tightly with her right hand, resisting the suction behind and the huge pressure of the river. Her body was shining brightly. She gritted her teeth to help the viewer share part of the pressure.
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The two of them had their heads facing forward, their feet were sucked behind them, and they moved out with difficulty.
A streak of earthy yellow light suddenly floated from the torrent, split into two strands and entangled the arms of the two people who were fighting against the power of nature. The subtle voice of the earth spirit came: "Hold on tight."
The two were overjoyed. The earth spirit was indeed searching the area near the bottom of the Shuifu River as they had deduced. It noticed the huge movement here and came to help.
Like a tug-of-war, the earth spirit who didn't know where he was gradually pulled the two of them out of the edge of the whirlpool.
The earth spirit was like a mouse swimming nimbly in the water, kicking out circles of earthy yellow light waves to resolve the huge suction force generated by the whirlpool, and used a yellow rope to pull the two people who were almost exhausted and swim to the remaining hall of Dongtou Water Mansion.
Entering the waterless space, Zhang Wenfeng let go of his senior sister's hand, sheathed his sword, thanked Tu Ling, and said with a smile: "I finally escaped, it was so thrilling."
Tu Kun glanced at the condensed water-colored light waves on the viewer's body and was a little surprised. This seemed to be the water-shielding brilliance of the moon bead?
"You guys play slowly, I'm leaving first."
He walked away without waiting for the water outside to calm down, and the soil cloak slipped into the water outside the door and disappeared.
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