Sipping the tea in the cup, Zhang Wenfeng sorted out the pieces of information that Fa Yuan told him bit by bit, analyzed them bit by bit, and thought over and over again about how to deal with them.
He came out of the Bishuitan Blessed Land and spent a lot of time with Xuanxiu on the wild slopes.
Perhaps the third-level divination masters of the Witch Clan have noticed his appearance and are mobilizing their troops to investigate his specific whereabouts.
He must imagine the situation to be more serious and worse.
Being in the territory of the Witch Clan, fighting alone, as long as you are exposed, you will be surrounded by enemies.
If Monk Fayuan wanted to harm him, he would not have told him these circumstances, let alone take him to a small town inn to rest. The monk was repaying the favor he owed.
In the Great Liang Dynasty, several forces coexisted, and the monks also had concerns and did not dare to help too obviously.
He couldn't expect the monk to help him when he was under siege. He would pay back the cause and the monk would help him as much as he could.
Like this inn, he saw that it was opened by the Buddhist clan, so the monk would bring him, a Taoist priest, to check in without worrying about being reported by the innkeeper, and the Wu monks would not find out the clues about their whereabouts afterwards.
After drinking the cup of tea without flavor, Zhang Wenfeng put down the cup, looked into Monk Fayuan's gentle and smiling eyes, and said, "I'm not in a hurry. It doesn't hurt to spend more time on the road. I just need to trouble Master to think about it."
Fa Yuan nodded slightly and said: "I am not very proficient in the 'Law of Cause and Effect'. I can only slightly detect the direction of certain lakes through subtle causal connections. Since you believe me, let's go south on the next journey.
Take a break when you need to take a break. If you have to take a detour, take a detour. Haste makes waste, and sometimes slowness is faster."
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "I will listen to Master's arrangements. All expenses incurred on the road will be mine."
He was quite confident in the monk's humble statement. He guessed that the monk was traveling with him and had begun to use means to block or interfere with the third-level fortune telling master's exploration of him. He did not understand the deduction arithmetic, but he also knew that it belonged to another level.
of struggle.
The dangers involved were unpredictable, and the monk took the risk.
"Forget it, it won't cost you a few bucks. The visitor is a guest. Please be generous, monk. This trip will be regarded as a treat for the monk. From now on, I will go to Da'an to see you for sightseeing tours. You will be your host."
The monk spoke in a serious and humorous manner.
Zhang Wenfeng laughed and agreed, and then asked: "Master, how many fourth-level witch cultivators are there in the Wu clan currently? How many third-level witch cultivators are there?"
He wanted to know more about the Wu Clan, so that he could know himself and his enemy, and be well aware of it.
He stayed in the blessed land of Bishui Pond for several years, and all the defenders of various factions should have exhausted their lifespan and died.
"The Wu clan currently has a newly promoted fourth-level witch cultivator, who is a white witch, named Zhou Zhi. There is also a fourth-level god, who is said to be the mountain god who took refuge in the Luobao Ridge Forest more than five hundred years ago. In the past few years,
He returned to the Wu Clan and was re-titled as the 'Muzhi Mountain God'. After eating some incense from the Wu Clan's ancestors, he recovered to the fourth level of cultivation last year. He lives in seclusion and doesn't move around much."
Fayuan didn't know much about the two Wu clan members, so he gave a general introduction.
Among the forces in several nearby countries, he was the first monk to break through to the fourth level. In the next two years, all the forces were unwilling to lag behind and worked hard to create their own fourth-level monks.
He didn't want to meet those two people in the wild, not because he was afraid of each other, but to avoid embarrassment.
He took out a new bamboo hat from the wooden fish space and said: "This is a treasure passed down from our ancestors. It has been kept in the temple and blessed with incense for hundreds of years. It can block most of the secrets from prying eyes. I will let you wear it for a few days. When you arrive,
Give it back to me."
It was impossible for him to help Zhang Guanzhu shield the secrets all the time. It would take a lot of effort and effort, and mistakes would be made if he was even the slightest bit negligent. Lending the treasure out would save a lot of trouble, but it would cost him a lot of trouble.
The wise men of the Wu clan will doubt him, which will cause some trouble in the future.
However, Zhang Guanzhu helped him a lot to restore his state of mind after breaking the precept, pull him back from the edge of madness, and break his bottleneck. Moreover, it was because of him that he fell into such a dangerous situation. He could not stand by and watch because of emotions, reasons, and causes and effects.
If he has to bear some responsibility, he will bear it. His shoulders are strong and he can bear it.
Zhang Wenfeng took it with both hands, thanked him, and put it on his head.
With this treasure by his side, he feels much more at ease.
We chatted about some other matters. It was already deep into the night, and we heard the sound of roosters crowing one after another. Zhang Wenfeng said goodbye and went back to the west wing. He closed the door, lit a candle, put on an ordinary black robe and shoes, and raised his head
He changed his Taoist bun into an ordinary man's style, put on a bamboo hat, and walked around the room with his hands behind his back, frowning and thinking.
After repeated deductions for about two quarters of an hour, he sighed softly.
Taking one step at a time, he had to bravely move forward.
With a slight movement of thought, the newly obtained dark green coin appeared in the air. Holding it in the palm of my hand, I silently chanted sutras and walked around.
The power of thought was invisible, spreading out in circles, using Yuan Qi to wrap the coins and wash them back and forth. It took more than a quarter of an hour to clean up the remaining miscellaneous marks on the coins, put the coins floating in the air, and made secrets with both hands, with each hand cyan.
The brilliance is stamped on ancient coins.
He used the Cleansing and Unsullied Technique to sacrifice the Immortal Wood to untie the money, and both sides of the ancient coin responded quickly.
Threads of dark green halo slowly spread, and as his spells increased, ancient runes of the mold lake flashed one by one.
The reflected green walls of the entire wing are like rippling water, and the runes are like fish, appearing and disappearing.
He silently felt the vague and mysterious vision conveyed by the occasional tremor of the ancient coin. This longevity wood jieqian had passed through countless owners and was sacrificed by countless monks. He also understood the process of using the magic formula to perform the sacrifice.
An opportunity for ancient coins.
It took almost half an hour to peel off the cocoon and go deep layer by layer. The sound of the fourth watch was heard outside. Zhang Wenfeng turned over and over the nine-hand sacrificial refining formula countless times. He had established a hidden spiritual connection with the ancient coins.
However, he felt a little worse. There seemed to be an invisible barrier between him and the ancient coins.
It is as light as a mist, which cannot be grasped or broken.
After refining for about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Wenfeng saw that the coins seemed to be transparent, so he had to stop.
Going too far was not enough, and he was worried about damaging this precious ancient coin.
Let’s break down that invisible barrier when we have the opportunity in the future.
He basically understood the function of this coin. In addition to assisting in practicing martial arts, it could also absorb his wood energy for protection... Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.
Take out the jade bottle containing the vital essence of trees, erase the restrictions, open the lid and pour it on the coins.
The green liquid lingers around the coins like mist, and the rich wood gas disappears at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He can detect the coin's... desire for fresh wood energy!
I could almost hear the sound of a ladle of water being splashed on the dry land. I had been thirsty for too long.
With a sip of green liquid poured into Changshengmu to untie the money, the invisible barrier between him and the ancient coin disappeared. It was completely transparent, and he also understood the greatest function of this coin.
In addition to auxiliary exercises and protection, it is a transformed wooden formation.
As long as he feeds the longevity wood that has been hungry for hundreds of years, it can transform into a hundred-foot-sized wooden formation. Whether it is used for siege or attack, it is very convenient. It is equivalent to carrying a set of flexible tools with him.
array device.
The specific performance, protection and power of the transformed wooden array would have to be explored and tested slowly.
It seems that the magic wood bead he has been idle for a long time can be combined with the longevity wood jieqian. Maybe it can be used as a formation eye to better play the role of the magic wood formation.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
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