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A surge of anger surged in Lin Feng's heart, and he deeply understood the danger of the Phantom Lord. He suppressed his anger with willpower and looked at the Phantom Lord: "Although your power is strong, it is distorted and will not last long. I choose to believe in justice and morality, preferring to choose the difficult path rather than get lost in your illusions.

The Phantom Lord sneered, and a dark energy began to gather in his hand, forming a black dagger: "Then, let me see if you have the ability to resist my illusion power."

Lin Feng's heart was shocked, he knew that this was a life-and-death struggle, he gripped the wooden sword, and his heart was full of firmness. The Qingyun Daoist also stood aside, with a solemn expression, as if he was cheering for Lin Feng.

The battle began, and Lin Feng and the Phantom Lord engaged in a fierce confrontation. His heart remained clear and undeceived by illusions. Each sword strike dissolved the illusion of illusion, and his sword light flashed like starlight, approaching the phantom lord little by little.

Lin Feng's battle with the Phantom Lord became more and more intense, and he used the spells and sword techniques taught by the Qingyun Daoists, and each attack had a thoughtful power. The illusions of the Phantom Lord kept appearing, trying to twist his will, but Lin Feng always maintained peace of mind.

Suddenly, a black light flashed in the hand of the Phantom Lord, and a strange rune was projected, slowly flying towards Lin Feng. Lin Feng's eyes froze, and he immediately recognized that it was a demon rune that could disturb his thinking.

"Feng'er, be careful!" The voice of the Qingyun Daoist came, but it was too late to stop it.

Lin Feng felt that his consciousness began to blur, and the surrounding scenes began to distort, and the illusions were woven into a chaotic picture in front of his eyes. He tried hard to resist the influence of the runes, but the more he struggled, the stronger the power of the runes became.

"Haha, it seems that you can't resist my demon runes either!" The Phantom Lord smiled proudly, his visions increasing continuously, trapping Lin Feng in it.

Lin Feng felt dizzy, his consciousness began to gradually blur, he wanted to break free from the shackles of illusion, but it seemed that the more he struggled, the more the shackles deepened.

At this critical juncture, Lin Feng suddenly remembered a special talisman technique that the Qingyun Daoist had taught him. He concentrated his will in his hand and began to stroke the virtual brush in the air, drawing runes one after another. These runes, which contained the power of Daoism, began to rotate in the air, resonating with the illusion of the Phantom Lord.

The Phantom Lord's smile gradually froze, and he felt an unusual aura. The runes drawn by Lin Feng dissolved the distorting power of the illusion, making his vision gradually clearer.

"This is... Taoist spell technique! The Phantom Lord's voice became solemn, and he felt the coercion emanating from the Lin Feng rune.

Lin Feng did not stop, the brush in his hand kept swiping, creating more runes, and these runes converged to form a huge wheel of light, flying towards the Phantom Lord.

The Phantom Lord gritted his teeth and constantly urged his power to try to resist this light wheel. However, the runic power contained in the light wheel was extremely powerful, gradually enveloping him.

Lin Feng's eyes were firm, and he threw himself into the talisman and suppressed the Phantom Lord with his will and strength. The light of the light wheel became more and more dazzling, as if to illuminate the entire grassland.

Qingyun Daoist stood aside, his eyes full of relief and encouragement. He knew that Lin Feng had mastered the essence of this talisman technique and was able to resolve the crisis at a critical moment.

The light wheel finally faced the Lord of the Phantom, and the power of the runes completely trapped him, and the Phantom gradually collapsed. Lin Feng felt that his vision became clear again, and the figure of the Lord of Illusions finally disappeared.

The grassland has returned to tranquility, and Lin Feng's drawing kung fu has been vividly displayed. He stood where he was, feeling the power surging through his body, and his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment and pride.

Qingyun Daoist walked to Lin Feng's side and patted him on the shoulder: "Very good, Feng'er, you have successfully defused this crisis." The spell technique is an important part of Taoist practice, and you have mastered it quite well.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Thanks to my master's teaching, I was able to use the spell technique at critical moments. I will continue to work hard and keep improving myself.

Qingyun Daoist nodded approvingly, he knew that Lin Feng's potential was limitless, and there were more challenges and achievements waiting for him in the future.

After the battle, Lin Feng and Qingyun Daoist found a calm place to sit on the grassland, and the weak sunlight shone on the two of them, filled with a warm breath.

Lin Feng picked up the wine jug handed over by the Qingyun Daoist and poured two glasses of sake. Qingyun Daoist took the wine glass and said with a smile: "Although this battle is hard, it also makes you more deeply appreciate the mystery of Daoism.

Lin Feng took a sip of wine, felt the fragrance of the wine in his mouth, and nodded: "Yes, I understand that the practice of Taoist priests is not all smooth sailing, it is full of challenges and tests.

The Qingyun Daoist sighed: "The path of cultivation of a Taoist priest is lonely and bumpy. But it is precisely because of the ups and downs that we cherish the spells and wisdom we have learned even more. The

two sat quietly on the grass, the wind blowing, bringing bursts of fresh air. Qingyun Daoist's gaze became deep: "Feng'er, you are already a qualified Taoist, but there is still a long way to go. The dark forces have not disappeared completely, you need to constantly strengthen yourself and protect the mountains and people.

Lin Feng looked up at the sky, and his heart was full of determination: "Yes, I will work tirelessly to prevent evil forces from threatening this land again." Master, I will take your teachings to heart.

Aoyun Daoist smiled and nodded, and drank all the sake in his hand. There was a hint of affection in his eyes: "Feng'er, I hope you can pass on the Taoist art and continue to carry it forward." This is your responsibility and your mission.

Lin Feng's gaze was firm, and he raised his glass and toasted the Qingyun Daoist: "Master, I swear that I will spend my whole life guarding this land and inheriting the essence of Taoism." The

Qingyun Daoist smiled lightly, sat opposite Lin Feng, and the two drank opposite each other. The sound of wine glasses clashing echoed in the air, as if witnessing the oath of an oath.

The setting sun gradually set in the west, and the afterglow in the sky pulled the figures of the two very long. They sat in silence, letting the breeze blow by, and their bodies and minds were immersed in silence.

In this grassland, a young Taoist priest and a mysterious Taoist elder each have a responsibility and a mission, guarding the peace of this mountain forest and the people.

Under the gradually darkening sky, Lin Feng and Qingyun Daoist sat on the grass, and a bright lantern was lit, casting a warm light. The two looked at each other quietly, as if through eye contact, transmitting more information.

"Feng'er, although the practice of Taoist priests is lonely, you are not alone." The voice of the Qingyun Daoist sounded in the night, full of meaning.

Lin Feng was slightly stunned, he could feel the deep meaning in the master's words, but he did not fully understand. After thinking for a moment, he asked softly, "Master, what do you mean..."

Qingyun Daoist smiled and explained: "Although the practice of Daoist priests needs to be faced alone, there are still friends and supporters around you. In this mountain forest, there are many people who will feel peaceful and safe because of your presence.

Lin Feng nodded, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He thought back to the villagers, the people who had sought his help, and the friends he had made during his practice. "Yes, Master, I see. I will continue to work hard to live up to everyone's expectations.

Qingyun Daoist's eyes were full of gratification: "Very good, Feng'er." Your state of mind is important, to be peaceful and kind, to be in communion with all things in heaven and earth.

Just as the conversation between the two gradually deepened, a small bird suddenly flew out of the grass and landed on the shoulder of the Qingyun Daoist, emitting a cheerful chirp.

Qingyun Daoist gently stroked the bird's feathers and said with a smile: "This is a little bird, it seems to be an orphan abandoned by someone." Would you like to adopt it? "

Lin Feng came closer and saw that the bird's feathers were soft and his eyes were bright and cute." Of course willing. He stretched out his finger and carefully stroked the bird's head. The little bird seemed to feel Lin Feng's kindness and approached him affectionately.

Qingyun Daoist looked at it with a smile: "Feng'er, life lies in love." Your practice also includes living in harmony with nature and protecting every living being.

Lin Feng nodded, he could feel the fragile and tenacious vitality of the little bird, as if it was also teaching him a value of life. He said softly: "Master, I will take good care of it." As

the night grew deeper, the scenery on the grassland was gradually surrounded by darkness, but the conversation between Lin Feng and the Qingyun Daoist became more and more profound. They talked about the responsibilities of Taoists, the rhythm of nature, and the symbiosis between humans and animals and plants, and the topics were wide and profound.

Gradually, Lin Feng realized that Taoist practice was not only a kind of learning of spells, but also a kind of cognition of the world, a mentality of harmonious coexistence with nature. He silently listened to the teachings of the Qingyun Daoist, and his heart was full of understanding.

Time passed quietly in the conversation, and the hearts of the two seemed to be precipitated in this quiet night. The lanterns on the steppe still emit a warm glow, illuminating their thoughts and hopes.

The quiet night gradually drew to an end, and the stars in the sky shimmered, as if they were decorating a mysterious aura for the communication between Lin Feng and Qingyun Daoist.

The Qingyun Daoist stroked the little bird and said softly: "Feng'er, the difficulties and battles you experienced before have also made you understand a truth - cultivation is not only in the spirit, but also in harmony with the trivialities of the world. Lin

Feng nodded slightly, the master's words were concise and clear, but he said an important truth. Yes, master. I used to close myself off in the realm of practice, neglecting the connection with people and society.

The Qingyun Daoist smiled and said, "Joining the WTO to practice is not to give up your original intention, but to integrate practice with reality. You can protect the mountains and forests while also helping those in need. "