Taoist chanting

Chapter 811
For more than ten years, Tu Kun followed the advice of the Taoist master, and went to the Taoist temple to meditate in the morning and evening during class.

Incense lingers in the air, slowly letting him hear some unusual tranquility. In recent years, he has changed into a yellowish Taoist robe, holding a golden silk duster in his hand, and his wretched appearance has an extra sense of immortality. He went to the church and dragged the little fat man Shi Nanguan to give him a lecture.

I heard from Guanzhu that Shi Nanguan's deep study of the profound meaning of the scriptures ranks among the top five in the Eastern Continent.

Tu Kun appeases the lady in charge of the temple, and with a flick of the whisk, he steps out and enters the entrance of the cave through the perennial white mist-shrouded valley. He observed carefully for a while, and guessed that the cold light blocking his way was the magical power of the small heaven and earth created by the master priest refining the bronze lamps, because he was familiar with certain breaths.

Without the response and permission of the temple master, he might have disturbed the temple master's sacrifice if he walked in.

Turning around and walking out of the cave, Tu Kun reassured Yun Qiuhe that nothing would happen to the master in the cave to sacrifice the treasures, and he said a few words of relief, and sent away the woman who was in a better mood.

Tu Kun waited for a while, looked to the right, and asked: "What's the situation of the temple master, what advice do you have for you?"

In the mist of the mountain depression, a blurred figure with a long dream of traveling appeared, and said slowly: "I can't talk about seeing a teacher. I have been traveling for nearly ten years, and I have only returned to the mountain gate for more than half a month. According to my observations near the cave these days, Master Zhang Guan sacrificed There seems to be some trouble with Xiaotiandi's heavy weapon."

He tried to enter the Youguang cold air several times to investigate, but he was aware of the danger and dared not take the risk alone.

Today, he deliberately showed his aura to disturb Tukun, and only the Taoist guardians can discuss it, and they are strong enough.

"Oh, how do you say that?"

Tu Kun asked calmly, and he also noticed that the audience made such a battle at the entrance of the cave. However, the old man Mengmei took the initiative to show up, which further complied with his guess.

"The old man went to the Nether Realm together with Guanzhu Zhang. Before he returned to the Yang World, he met Lord Cui Fu in the fifth hall. He once mentioned to me that the bronze lamp that is being sacrificed now is the Ming treasure that Lord Cui used back then."

You Mengchang first talked about the antecedents, and continued: "Zhang Guan's body is special. He can use the treasure of the underworld, but he is still a living monk. The way he cultivates is contrary to this heavy bronze lamp. Once he immerses himself in it The "ghost way" will inevitably go astray without knowing it. With Guanzhu Zhang's wisdom, he will be able to come out sooner or later, and even have some different harvests, but time can't afford it."

His own breakthrough is closely related to the promotion of Daoist Zhang's cultivation.

It was originally a rare opportunity to immerse yourself in the small world and observe the evolution of the ghost way, but "a hundred years of enlightenment is a flash", the lower world has the disadvantage of the ebb and flow of aura, and if you miss the time, it will be too late to regret.

Tu Kun looked at the old man Meng Mei, who was an afterthought, and asked directly, "What should I do?"

"It's simple. You arrange a few disciples who have achieved success in cultivating mindfulness to meditate outside the cave and chant scriptures. Every morning for an hour, use water to grind Guanzhu Zhang who is trapped in it. Maybe three to five years will wake him up."

Yumengchang has dabbled in all kinds of skills, but he can't chant sutras.

He has a specialization in art, and he doesn't believe in any school of Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, or witchcraft, so it's useless to read a lot of scriptures.

Tu Kun took out the yellow talisman and was about to send it to Shi Nanguan in Jingyi Hall. All the talents who cultivated mind power gathered in Jingyi Hall, and suddenly stopped and asked: "Their chanting summons will not trigger the subconscious counterattack of the temple master. Bar?"

He must ensure the safety of the monks of Jingyitang.

Twenty years ago, he would not have thought this way, but now he is thoughtful.

"Isn't this old man sitting with you? In case the master counterattacks subconsciously and uses heavy weapons to attack the chanting monks, let's protect them in advance and move them away."

You Mengchang didn't take it seriously, and said casually.

Tu Kun nodded, and sent out two summonses. In the next few years, he would have to listen to his disciples chant scriptures in the cave.

He has seen a lot of ups and downs on the road of practice, and it is not surprising that the temple master stepped on a pit.

Not long after, the head of the mountain and Shi Nanguan, who led a few monks with deep thoughts, arrived. Tu Kun briefly explained the matter to the two of them, and after discussing for a while, he arranged six people to arrange the edge of the cave in a semicircle. Shi Nanguan selected the content of the scriptures, began to chant, and then chanted here in turn.

You Mengchang hid aside, watching the soil protector set up a soundproof formation in the mist, he was a little noncommittal, after a long time, the fire could not be contained after a long time.

……

Bronze lamp, inside the Soul Rescue Hall.

Judge Zhang was wearing a red judge's robe and hat, sitting on an official chair, holding the "Life and Death Book" in his left hand and the "Judge's Pen" in his right hand. The life and death of the criminal imp.

The small world that evolved in the Hall of Soul Suppression became wider and wider, the Styx River appeared, and there were more and more shadowy ghosts.

Judge Zhang is busy with closing cases every day, taking the trouble to solve problems. The official robe on his body and the bronze fish-patterned talisman on the desk are getting darker and darker.

Occasionally, he heard the annoying sound of scriptures, faintly buzzing in his ears like flies.

The noise made him upset, and he waved his right hand as a gesture to drive him away.

Don't disturb his interest!
……

Every time at this time, a wave of cold light would erupt in the cave, mixed with countless fragments of sword energy, roaring and rushing towards the outside of the cave, the attack came abruptly and violently.

The soil protector, who never dared to let go, shot together with Yu Mengchang at the first time, one used the soil method to resist a little, to buy time, and the other had already rolled out the six monks who were sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, preventing the attack from hurting them.

The two cooperated tacitly with each other, and after three years, they have never made a mistake.

"The Lord's attack is becoming more and more difficult to deal with, why don't you wake up?"

Tu Kun dodged the attack of the Youguang Sword Qi, and said via voice transmission.

"Their chanting is still effective, and it has attracted the impatient attack of the master. If we persist for a few more years, maybe one day the master will completely wake up from his comprehension and will no longer be affected by this small world."

Yu Mengchang explained.

That bronze lamp is worthy of being a Ming treasure used by Mr. Cui Fu, and it is difficult to control it.

The two were discussing, Shi Nanguan led Qingru with a cold expression, stopped outside the mist in the mountain depression, and said: "Qingru returned from Nanyuan Continent, I heard that the master fell into a certain state, and he needed to use chanting Way to wake up, she wants to try."

So many people appeared in the back mountain in turn, and they stayed for three years. The sect had many clever people, and they guessed that they were related to the temple master who hadn't shown up for a long time.

The earth protector did not refuse, handed Shui Qingru an array, and said: "It's just right now, the Lord has just attacked a wave, when it's safest, go and try to recite the scriptures."

Shui Qingru put the array into her sleeves, ordered the Thunder Beast following her to wait for her outside, and flew to the edge of the cave entrance in the mist. After a moment of silence, her lips moved slightly, silently reciting " Pure Heart Formula":
"A pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. There is no breeze, and the waves are not disturbed. Sitting alone, singing the zither with a long whistle...Freshness cures the root cause, straight path seeks the body, the nature is the best, the way is natural!"

Tu Kun was taken aback secretly, the female martial artist who fights fiercely hides her secrets.

This attainment of thought power would not be possible without 50 years of practice. Although no sound came out, waves of invisible thought power with strong penetrating power had penetrated into the front to block the cold light, like throwing it into a calm lake. The stones sank straight down.

Glancing at Shi Nanguan, who had a slightly surprised expression on his face, that kid also missed him.

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(End of this chapter)