The mountain peaks stretch to the north of Lingxing Island, and above the city, there are seven or eight large courtyards.
The courtyards are surrounded by rocks and are far apart. Each courtyard is prepared for the fourth-level masters who come to guard or travel. The large formations in the city extend and cover, plus the protective formations arranged by the masters staying there, it is quiet, quiet, and isolated from the crowd.
Zhang Wenfeng, with a face full of thoughts, walked slowly in the wide courtyard, holding a sword in both hands, and the air above was filled with chills as he swung it.
He was thinking about how to control the two swords to coordinate the defense and attack. When the swords were switching, the sword energy flew vertically and horizontally, and the sound of the sword was sharp. Rong Shu's unintentional words awakened him. He was really powerful in killing with the sword in his hand.
Other means can only be icing on the cake.
He has already sent a message to the mountain chief with his sword, asking him to exchange for a few pieces of chalcedony, which will then be handed over to Shui Qingru to bring to Lingxing Island.
Rong Shuzhi walked around the courtyard corridor with his hands behind his back, reciting "Song of Righteousness" loudly.
The mouth glows like a lotus flower, surrounded by a thin layer of white air.
No matter how loud the movement of the master practicing his sword is, it will not disturb the young scholar who is immersed in it. Rong Shuzhi is a man who knows things. He has obtained a Confucian poem that will definitely become famous all over the world in the future. He will get all the benefits of literary fortune for the first time.
On the body.
Zhang Wenfeng had been practicing swordsmanship for more than an hour. Without greeting the young Confucian scholar whose voice became increasingly sonorous and full of righteousness, he walked to the main room. He had also recited the "Song of Righteousness" a few days ago. However, he only moved himself with enthusiasm and did not benefit his practice at all.
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It is better to recite the Jing Jing Sutra once to make it more practical.
He guessed that spiritual energy existed in the earth in previous lives. During the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, the Pre-Qin Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, there were many traces of fairy tales. After the Eight Immortals, they basically disappeared. Therefore, Mr. Wen of the Southern Song Dynasty was born at the wrong time, otherwise he would have such a popular poem.
"Song of Righteousness", it is not difficult to achieve the path of immortality.
There was a knock on the door outside.
"Master, my apprentice Zhuang Yu has come to say hello."
Zhang Wenfeng showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. He stood on the eaves steps, turned around and waved his hand. The courtyard door slowly opened. He stretched out his hand and said, "Come in and talk. I haven't seen you for many years. Well, your cultivation is still delayed."
We haven’t seen him for eight years. Zhuang Yu still has the same shy smile on her face, and she is wearing ordinary clothes. She is already in the late stage of her decline.
"My apprentice is stupid and his practice is not progressing quickly. Please punish me, Master."
Zhuang Yu stepped into the courtyard. He had been running around all these years, especially the following three years without returning to the sect. He encountered countless troubles. The golden sign of his master was of great help.
He glanced at the young Confucian scholar who was chanting loudly in the corridor, paying attention to remember his appearance.
"Okay, don't keep mentioning the word 'punishment'. Cultivation is your own business. You have to calm down and practice for a period of time. You can let your subordinates do things, otherwise it will be endless and you will never be able to do it.
It’s over.”
Zhang Wenfeng walked into the main room, motioned for Zhuang Yu to sit down, and asked with a smile: "Did you smell something good and come here?"
Zhuang Yu quickly packed and cleaned the tea sets, boiled water to make tea, and said with a smile: "Master taught me that after this busy work is over, you can go back to the mountain to practice quietly. I know that I can't hide it from Master, and my lines in Daying and Dayi have been arranged.
That’s right, I got some interesting news in recent days, and I haven’t seen my master for a long time. My senior sister has also advanced to the third level, so she hurried to Lingxing Island.”
Zhang Wenfeng saw that this boy was mysterious and refused to reveal anything. He guessed that Zhuang Yu had obtained information about the treasure hunt at the ruins. It was inconvenient to report to him before the matter was implemented. This apprentice was Lu Ziye and did not follow the rules. He would take advantage of any loopholes and asked.
: "Have you gone to see the Earth Protector?"
"Not yet, I'll go see you later."
Zhuang Yu took out a stack of files from the storage bag and placed them in front of the master.
Over the years, he has worked hard to set up eyelines in the Eastern Continent, including several territories of the Monster Clan close to the Human Race. Except for the Qianxi Island Kingdom in the far west, he basically used light and dark layouts to form a network of eyelines, with some places sparse.
, some places are tightly arranged, and this time he went to Lingxing Island to close the palace.
From now on, if there is any disturbance in the Eastern Continent, he will be the first to know about it.
He wants to know what others know, and he also wants to know what others don't know.
The expenses were certainly not small, and he was already trying to save as much as possible.
Zhang Wenfeng read through each book carefully, and it contained Zhuang Yu's hard work over the years.
I once heard the mountain chief complain that when Zhuang Yu applied for money, he asked him to sign for it, but he did not provide the specific spy network. He gave various excuses and even had trouble with Wei Jingjie, the deacon in charge.
From inside, he saw the names of several second and third batch disciples of the Immortal Spirit Temple. There were notes at the back. The espionage subordinates developed in his name as the temple master were in charge of each place.
The two of them discussed behind closed doors for nearly two hours. It was getting dark, and Zhuang Yu said goodbye and went down the mountain with a smile on her face.
Zhuang Yu feels very lucky to have Master's unconventional support, and he can work freely.
Seven or eight days later, Shui Qingru returned to the courtyard on the top of the mountain. She brought with her Tie Jinglin, who appeared to be smiling, and He He, who seemed to be worried.
Having been classmates for many years, they have become as close as brothers and sisters, and they understand each other's temperaments.
Of course she is willing to lend a helping hand, but she just doesn't know where to start?
Zhang Wenfeng put away the three chalcedony stones that Shui Qingru had brought, and invited the two disciples who had failed to pass the test to sit down and drink tea, comforting them to relax and accumulate for three to five years. He specially called the disciples who were chanting non-stop in the corridor outside every day.
Young scholar.
"It's not a big deal, the sky won't fall."
Rong Shuzhi's face was tender but his tone was loud. An Anan steadily picked up a cup of tea poured by the viewer, took a sip to moisten his throat, looked at the two of them up and down, and said: "The time and place are right to break through the barrier.
Humanity and harmony are indispensable. 'Every time comes, heaven and earth are all working together'. The first thing you should do now is to nourish your energy and restore your state of mind, and then you can talk about leveraging your strength and fortune. How can you break through the barrier a second time if you are confused and have no direction?"
When Tie Jinglin and He He saw the master of the temple nodding slightly, they seemed to agree with the young scholar's opinion. They quickly stood up and bowed their hands in salute: "Please give me some advice, Mr. Rong!"
Rong Shuzhi asked them to sit down again and said: "The state of mind is elusive and cannot be understood, so there is a saying of nourishing qi and purifying dust. If a Confucian monk has a problem with his state of mind, he should recite the sages' classics every day to nourish himself with the qi. Taoist monks are also similar, and they will nourish themselves every day.
Chanting sutras and using the power of mindfulness to bless the energy of heaven and earth to oneself, although it is slow, is a sure way."
Zhang Wenfeng understood that he was good at chanting sutras and carefully asked the two of them about the sutras they were familiar with from their daily homework.
It took more than an hour to help them select sutras suitable for them according to their attributes, and asked them to practice according to Rong Shuzhi's method. Even if they recited silently every day, they had to do two hours of sutra recitation exercises.
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Even if you don’t have the innate understanding of mindfulness, chanting sutras for a long time can still be beneficial.
Besides, he is still the master of the temple. If he still cannot repair his state of mind after three or two years, he can spend some time chanting sutras and blessings for the two of them.
Do your best and obey destiny.
Shui Qingru sent the two of them down the mountain and found Zhuang Yu who was living in the inn. They met and it was a lot of fun.
Zhuang Yu heard that the temple owner and the scholar had given a remedy, comforted him a few words, and then lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Old man, and brother, now I have the exact information about the ruins of a hidden island. Let's
The four of you go and explore. You can treat it as a test. If you are lucky, you may be able to find a panacea from the ruins. What do you two think? Anyway, Senior Sister, a ready-made expert, will definitely go with me."
Shui Qingru smiled and did not deny it.
Tie Jinglin and He He looked at each other, and Tie Jinglin asked, "Does the temple owner know?"
"I mentioned to the temple master that he knows, 'If something happens, the disciple will do his duty.' You can't bother the temple master to take action on such a small matter, right?"