The mountain chief slapped the eucalyptus table with an angry look, and scolded Tie Jinlin and He He who were standing next to him angrily: "What a big deal, isn't it just a waste of an opportunity to attack the realm of freedom? Is the sky falling, or is it?
The ground is collapsing? Look at how hopeless you two are. You drink your sorrow all day long, and your eggplants are wilted by the frost. Do you still look like monks from the Immortal Spirit Temple?"
The two young men who were scolded straightened their backs and remained silent, spitting on their faces and not daring to wipe it off.
"'Ninety-eight times out of ten things in life will be unsatisfactory.' Do you think that you have been cultivating Taoism for more than ten years and your mind is so fragile that you can't recover after a slight blow? Do you need to be comforted by fellow disciples and brothers?"
The mountain chief scolded him mercilessly: "Have you been a high-ranking god for a few days? Have you forgotten the sufferings of the world and the days when your family was so poor that you couldn't even afford to eat? The bishop has taught you how to persevere and persevere.
According to the principle of "the Taoist heart is firm", when you suffer setbacks, instead of shutting yourself up and thinking about your mistakes and facing up to the difficulties, it would be better for you to hide and give up on yourself."
Tie Jinlin weakly defended: "We have not given up on ourselves."
It is said that the first attempt to break through the realm of freedom failed, and there is little hope of breaking through in the future.
Their confidence was thwarted, they were in a bad mood and complained a few times. They just drank together as two people who had the same problem.
The mountain chief slapped the table, glared and shouted: "You dare to be so stubborn! I caught you in your behavior, seeing is believing, how can I still wrong you? I'm used to being pampered, and lack of tempering in the low place, why should I go to the dining hall kitchen with you to give you some help?
Your mother will light the fire and cook, while Tie Jinglin goes to take care of the livestock shed. When will you figure it out, come talk to me again."
He He murmured in a low voice: "Shan Chief, can Lao Tie and I change things? I'll go take care of the livestock shed."
"No, you two get out of here right away. I'll be annoyed when I see how bad you two are."
The mountain chief roared, frightening the two of them so much that they shivered.
They really didn't give up on themselves, but they couldn't reason with the angry mountain leader.
Not far away, they met the deacon Wei Jingjie. The two of them seemed to have seen a savior. They rushed forward to grab the senior brother and asked the senior brother to intercede for them in front of the mountain chief. Don't let them forget to work in the kitchen and livestock shed.
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Wei Jingjie thought for an idea and whispered: "Isn't the master of the temple on Lingxing Island overseas? You two should work for a few days first. Don't be lazy and don't drink. I will suggest to the mountain leader then that we arrange for you to go to Lingxing Island.
I would like to practice on the island, run errands for the temple owner, etc. The temple owner is easy to talk to, and his few words of advice will be of great use to you."
Tie Jinglin and He He nodded hurriedly and went to see the master to express their one hundred and twenty wishes.
I heard that Shui Qingru has advanced to the third level. Last year at this time, Shui Qingru was still stuck in the bottleneck of the late second level. This spring, the head of the mountain sent the girl to serve the temple master. It only took a long time to catch up and surpass them.
Perhaps, the omnipotent viewer can guide them?
Watching the two pitifully scolded fellow disciples heading towards the Qingzheng Villa, Wei Jingjie walked into the newly built side hall, greeted the mountain chief, and said with a smile: "It's agreed, we will arrange for them to go there in a few days."
Sporadic Island.”
The mountain chief signaled Wei Jingjie to sit down and said: "The second Jin and the third failed to break through. They have to face an extremely difficult level to pass. We can't relax at all. I hope they can pass it."
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On the top of the mountain in the north of Lingxing Island, in the courtyard.
Rong Shuzhi, who had been pondering the sword formation for more than a month, looked at the bronze seven-foot-tall puppet released by the spectator. He slapped his forehead and lamented: "Uncle Zhang, you have such a powerful trump card, you couldn't have used it earlier.
You have to wait until I turn gray with worry and have nothing to do to make fun of me, right?"
Zhang Wenfeng chuckled and said, "I didn't expect to set up the sword array and use puppets. You didn't remind me before."
Rong Shuzhi didn't want to talk to the Taoist priest who had hidden so many trump cards. His eyes shone, and he stepped forward to check the shadow of the bronze puppet. He exclaimed: "This refining technique is an old one. I don't know where you got it.
Such a good thing can use the full strength of a fourth-level monk to strike three to five times, which is amazing."
Zhang Wenfeng said casually and humbly: "It's only three or five strikes, so it can't be of much use, right?"
Rong Shuzhi rolled his eyes. If he hadn't known that this old man was not knowledgeable in some aspects, he would have thought that the master was showing off to Chi Guoguo and said, "Don't underestimate these three or five strikes. Use them well.
To be able to overturn a losing battle."
He circled around the shadow of the puppet and said: "No one can create a puppet of this level today. It requires at least a sixth-level weapon refiner and rare materials that can transform. It is too difficult. There are not many people even in the upper world.
It can be refined."
Zhang Wenfeng reminded: "Don't wait too long, this thing will consume chalcedony energy every time it starts to transform."
"You have a lot of money now, why do you still care about such a small consumption?"
Rong Shuzhi asked the spectator to control the puppet to demonstrate flying, leaping, attacking and other actions in the yard. He saw with his own eyes that the puppet exerted its full power in a single blow. After thinking for a moment, he said:
"With the addition of the puppet magic weapon, the 'Five Covering Sword Formation' can be fully developed. This sword formation originally required five people to cooperate with each other. Master, you can use two swords and be proficient in four swords. In addition,
The puppet's attack coordination is just right for driving the Five Sword Arrays, and there are not many places to change it."
He took out a stack of paper, erased some content with a brush on the spot, made modifications, and explained the Five-fold Sword Formation bit by bit to the audience. Based on the strength of the audience, the imagined opponents were masters such as the magic weapon monk and Lu Yuanyuan.
, other people of the same level cannot use such a sword array, so why use a bull's knife to kill a chicken?
He is not afraid of wasting the energy of the puppet. With his status as the master of the temple, he can obtain chalcedony.
It took three days to teach the spectator the Five-fold Sword Formation, and he watched the spectator practice with the bronze puppet. It was like this. He still needed a lot of time to practice later. He lay back on his chair like an old man from Rong Shu and shouted.
He said: "Master, please serve tea."
Shui Qingru has returned to Da'an and has to go to Daolu Branch to take an exam to change her identity badge. It will probably take a few days before she can come back.
Zhang Wenfeng put away the treasures that had been turned into bronze figurines, started to boil water and make tea, took out a stack of paper filled with ink writing, put it on the table, and said, "Take a look, I'll give it to you if you need it."
He had already prepared a gift for the reincarnated Rong Shuzhi.
Rong Shuzhi curiously took it into his hand and took a look. He immediately sat up straight as if he was electrocuted, with his back straight.
"The heaven and earth are righteous, and they are mixed and endowed with manifolds. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars. To people, it is said to be vast, and it is so abundant that it blocks the sky..."
A "Song of Righteousness" was chanted by Kang. Rong Shuzhi looked serious. He stood up unknowingly and came to the yard to chant repeatedly. He felt that his mouth was fragrant and his whole body was full of righteousness.
His eyes were filled with excitement and sparkle, and the viewer gave him a huge surprise.
After a long time, Rong Shuzhi walked back to the main room. He was very sure that this "Song of Righteousness" had never been circulated before. It was hard for him to believe that it was written by the master. Without the aura of awe-inspiring and righteousness of heaven and earth, he would not have been able to write this song.
Such heroic Confucian poetry.
"Did you really give it to me? Which Confucian master did it?"
"You have met Bai Wuchang and know that I have some friendship with Bai Wuchang, so it is not difficult to get one or two Confucian poems from other worlds."
Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said that he had modified the obvious allusion in Zhengqi Song to cover it up.
"I understand, thank you so much, Master."
Rong Shuzhi solemnly bowed his hands in salute. For him, having this classic and unique "Song of Righteousness" would be of great benefit to him in cultivating Haoran Qi and practicing it.