Qian Xiu, who wanted to get up and stand up and fell to the ground, was hurriedly carried back to the bed by Master and Master Feng.

"This kid, why is he so anxious, take a little more rest and go to the ground. Yang Zhenzong, who was slightly tired, reproached with concern.

"Master, I want to go down to the ground to salute Uncle Feng and you, you two are so old, and you have to painstakingly spend mana to suppress the anger of your disciples. The disciple couldn't bear it and wanted to kneel down and thank him!" Qian Xiu said weakly.

"Haha, this kid has a heart!" After Master Feng laughed with satisfaction, he immediately called two little monks and helped Qian Xiu to freshen up and change his inner and outer clothes.

"Big brother, are you relieved now? From now on, you can teach the Qian Cultivation Spell at will. Master Feng said to Yang Zhenzong with a smile.

"Yes, I still have to thank my brother for his help, if it weren't for the two of us, I wouldn't have been able to do it myself. Mr. Yang politely clasped his hands into fists and said.

"Eh, what did the big brother say? Just by virtue of the friendship between our brothers, it is a big thing to say that this little thing is a big thing, and I am duty-bound to ......"

"Thank you Uncle Feng and Master for your kindness!" Qian Xiu, who had come back from freshening up, immediately knelt down in front of the two of them and said reverently.

I saw Qian Xiu at this time, his red face was full of energy, and he was like two people just now. Especially the pair of bright starry eyes, a little more clear than before, under the slight turn of the starry eyes, it seems more and more like a torch like a star!

"Get up, Qianxiu. Yang Zhenzong continued: "Although the anger in your body has been temporarily controlled, it is not completely eradicated. You will definitely step up your cultivation in the future and increase your mana. Only the stronger one's own mana, the more thoroughly can the anger be suppressed. Until one day, you will be able to use your mana to refine your anger. In this process, you must not have the moment when your mana is exhausted, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Mana is equivalent to the internal force of a martial arts master, and it is a breath that every mage has accumulated since he or she began to cultivate. The initial mana is concentrated in the lower dantian, and as the cultivation deepens, it will rise to the middle dantian and the upper dantian. The upper dantian refers to the position between the two eyebrows, and the middle dantian is between the two breasts, which is often referred to as the Jizhong acupoint. A mage with advanced skills can freely convert mana in the upper, middle, and lower dantians.

Ever since he was angry and suppressed by Master Hefeng, Qian Xiu was strictly ordered by Master to be inseparable from him. Yang Zhenzong stayed up all night to teach humble cultivation, Bai Yuezong's profound martial arts and the method of using talismans. Because Qian Xiu has been trained by his master since he was a child, his physique is different from ordinary people, so practicing martial arts is twice the result with half the effort. And he finally began to understand the meaning of those strange words and symbols that he had been exposed to since he was a child. Basically every talisman will have a corresponding spell.

The master and apprentice almost stayed at home, one forgot to sleep and eat, and the other studied day and night. During this period, Master Feng chatted with Yang Zhenzong several times, but he refused. And Qian Xiu also asked Bai Yuezong several times about his past, who was the great demon of the cult that Master and Master Feng shared with each other, and who was the person who died? Each time, Master smiled silently. He only asked him to cultivate well, saying that he would tell him these things slowly in the future.

After mastering and distinguishing the use of various talismans. The master began to teach him the formation and various spells of exorcism and demon subjugation. The master and apprentice taught and learned, and before they knew it, three or four months passed quietly.

On this day, the master and apprentice were still concentrating on cultivation in the meditation room. Qian Xiu suddenly heard footsteps coming straight towards the meditation room.

"Big brother, Qian Xiu, you two masters and apprentices are going to die, haven't I seen you two like this?" Master Feng can never change his fiery temper, but he is a monk again. In the distance, the voice of the Wind Master came.

"Bang Dang" Master Feng unceremoniously pushed straight into the door: "Big brother, is there such a disciple as you? What apprentice also let you teach stupid! Qian Xiu, go out and wash quickly, and prepare for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in a while." ”

"What, Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, is it the New Year?" Qian Xiu thought secretly in his heart, and cast his doubtful eyes on the master.

"Hey, who wants to be like a fool and stay in the house. Isn't there not much time left!" Yang Zhenzong continued: "Qian Xiu, listen to your Uncle Feng. This is the end of our retreat, go out and wash up and prepare for the New Year. ”

"Yes, Master. Qian Xiu happily ran out of the meditation room, thinking, "It turns out that it is really the New Year." In my hometown in Northeast China, at this time of year, I must be mixed up with Wang Dabao and Uncle Baohua. While thinking about it, the young man's heart couldn't help but rise with a faint homesickness!

The monk's Chinese New Year's Eve meal is actually noon, because monks pay attention to not eating at noon. Jiuhua Temple, up and down the temple, large and small forty or fifty monks, all gathered in the hall. In the dining hall, there are five tables, each with the same dishes. All of them are vegetarian food, such as tofu, eggs, mushrooms, etc. Only on the middle table, a chicken and a jar of stewed meat are specially placed.

When Qian Xiu walked into the hall, Master Feng and Master were already sitting at the table in the middle. A little monk took Qian Xiu straight to the table in the middle and bowed back.

"Master, can't the monks go home for the Chinese New Year?" asked Qianxiu in a low voice. Although the voice was small, it was still heard by the Wind Master who was on the side.

Master Feng looked at Qian Xiu and replied, "Amitabha, Qian Xiu, since the day we monks became monks, we monks have been "pure cultivation, vegetarian, celibate, and taking the temple as our home." This Jiuhua Temple is the common home of all the monks in our temple. Except for the death of a living parent, no monk is allowed to return to his or her original home. ”

"Oh, thank you Uncle Feng for your advice. Qian Xiu replied obediently. I thought to myself: "Uncle Feng still cares about the image very much, and he will also announce the Buddha's name in front of the monks." ”

While he was thinking about it, a middle-aged monk walked up to Master Feng and folded his hands respectfully: "Amitabha, abbot, all the forty-eight monks of Jiuhua Temple have arrived. Please show the abbot. Master Feng smiled and waved his hand, signaling the monk to stand down and stand slowly.

Master Feng's majestic gaze glanced at the monks present, and said, "Amitabha, it's the New Year, you don't have to be as restrained as usual. May the Buddha bless all the monks of Jiuhua Monastery with good health and no illness next year! Before enjoying the fasting meal, please recite the offering mantra as usual. ”

Qian Xiu originally thought that Master Feng would have to be like some big leaders who held a year-end summary meeting. An impassioned talk, summing up last year, and looking forward to the future. I didn't expect him to be so concise and to the point, and he finished in two sentences.

"Thou bhikkhus, when you take food and drink, take medicine as well. Good is better than evil, do not increase or decrease. Temper yourself with pleasure to quench hunger and thirst. Like a bee collecting honey, but taking its taste, without damaging the color and fragrance......" The chanting sound of the monks resounded in the ears of the humble cultivators.

"I don't know what my Taoist pays attention to when he eats Chinese New Year's Eve for the New Year?" Qian Xiu thought of this, and couldn't help but secretly look at the master.

A Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was held in a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere. Although Master Feng has a word first, I want everyone not to be restrained. But all the monks bowed their heads to eat, and the occasional conversation was also whispering, and no one made a loud noise. It can be seen from this that the usual quality of the monks of the whole temple. It may also be that Master Feng has a good way of governing the temple. And Master Feng specially prepared meat food for the master and apprentice, which shows the importance of the master and apprentice!

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Master Feng couldn't wait to pick up Yang Zhenzong and take Qian Xiu to the meditation room to chat.

"Big brother, I think in the past three or four months, you have brought Qian Xiu into the realm of a first-class master in the Xuanmen. However, what he lacks now is the experience of facing the enemy and the experience of the rivers and lakes, which is not something that you master and apprentice can learn by practicing hard work behind closed doors!" Master Feng said slowly.

"Hehe, it's really a hero's vision. Yang Zhenzong continued: "Since ancient times, the sword has been sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms has come from the bitter cold. The courtyard can't run thousands of miles, and the greenhouse can't grow 10,000-year-old pines. Brother Xian, I also have this intention, I want Qian Xiu to go to the red world to break through alone!"