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Chapter 156 Stubborn Sword Cultivator

Daoist Mo couldn't know what He Guangjun meant, so he interrupted and said with a smile: "There is no distinction between swords and dharma, there is only a difference between using them well. Brother He, if you have anything to say to Master Wu, hurry up and say, We can't stay long, we have to travel overnight."

He Guangjun nodded to Wu Ganping, and the two walked to one side, and the sound transmission didn't know what to say.

Zhang Wenfeng withdrew his sword, cupped his fists and bowed to Daoist Mo who was looking at him with a smile, and said, "Zhang Wenfeng, Taoist Priest of the Immortal Temple, has met Daoist Mo."

Just now Daoist Mo wanted to use magic to save him from the siege, he saw it, of course he had to express it.

Daoist Mo smiled back, cupping his fists, and introduced himself, "I'm Mo Xiufeng from Xuanyun Temple. I've heard of you a long time ago. Guanzhu Zhang's spells are exquisitely used, which is eye-opening!"

He saw that Zhang Guanzhu's swordsmanship was quite good.

It is very rare to be able to fight He Guangjun with two strokes of swords without losing the wind.

What's even more rare is that there is such an exquisite technique of controlling spells, and I don't know how it was practiced?
It is said that Zhang Guanzhu has not been promoted to the Qi Realm for a long time. Could it be that there is another way to practice to earn merits?

As soon as this thought passed, his Dao heart was firm and he would not be moved by the temptation of others.

Everyone has their own way, what has nothing to do with me!
Zhang Wenfeng replied honestly: "The secret method is tricky, its power is limited, and there are other disadvantages, it should not be praised by Daoist Mo."

He controlled the power of the "Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns Curse" magical power, and he didn't dare to treat He Guangjun as an enemy. He also knew that the attack power of the Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns Curse that he could display at present could not deal with the monks in the fading state.

At most, it was unexpected, just like the last time I used the wooden thunder technique to save myself from a siege.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Zhang is humble, in time, your secret art will be able to shine."

Mo Xiufeng said politely, and said to Fu Gujing who came forward: "I don't have time to drink today, and I have to go to Zhoucheng overnight. If you have time, you and Zhang Daoyou come to Zhoucheng, I invite you!"

A gleam of joy appeared on Fu Gujing's face, and she asked, "It's done?"

Mo Xiufeng nodded slightly, and added: "Go to the post with Brother He."

Zhang Wenfeng heard a little bit of meaning. The two people who came seemed to be going to take up some official positions in the Daolu branch in Zhoucheng. Seeing that the other party didn't make it clear, he pretended not to know anything and just listened.

Chen Qingqiao stopped in the middle of the walk, he couldn't talk to people, and it would be embarrassing if he went.

He looked up at the sky, and the sun was blooming.

The weather should be fine tomorrow.

Many men watching the battle in the corridor witnessed a wonderful sword fight.

Especially Zhang Guanzhu's waving hand and the powerful attack of spells that filled the sky made them fascinated.

Amazing!
The four newly-promoted cultivators in the Qi Realm were stunned to themselves. Is this the secret method of the cultivators?

A slight swell in the bottom of my heart was quietly snuffed out.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that his fellow disciples had business to discuss, and it was not appropriate for him to be in the middle, so he found an excuse to leave with fists in his arms, came to Chen Qingqiao's side, and said with a smile: "Xianling Temple has recruited a new batch of apprentices, and there are two children who lack cultivation qualifications. , I still don’t know how to guide me? Can Guanzhu Chen teach me a way?”

This is looking for something to talk about, and it is a little homely. Others seem to have a close relationship between the two.

For Chen Guanzhu, who is more handsome and unlucky than him, he has experienced two side-by-side battles together.

He has long let go of the little grudges and doubts from the past.

No one is a sage, everyone has selfishness, and he himself is no exception. Chen Guanzhu is clear about major events and life-and-death junctures, and this is enough to become ordinary friends.

Chen Qingqiao thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "Qingshui Temple has a technique of exhalation, which can be practiced by anyone, regardless of their aptitude, young or old. There is only one difficulty, and it is extremely difficult for those without great perseverance to break through. If Master Zhang does not dislike it, You can make a copy and use it as a reference.”

The gift of exercises is to repay the favor owed.

It was a great kindness to fish him out of the water formation of the lost evil thing when he went down to Hecun.

Otherwise, no matter how elementary the skills are, it is impossible to give them away for no reason.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and clasped his fists together: "Thank you Chen Guanzhu for your righteousness. It can be regarded as a solution to the urgent need. It is difficult to practice any kind of kung fu at the beginning of cultivation. Give them a hope. Whether they succeed or not depends on personal fate and hard work."

"Guanzhu Zhang said that nothing is easy. Even after getting started, the road of cultivation is covered with thin ice, and there is no room for taking it lightly."

The two changed the topic, chuckled and talked, very harmonious and intimate.

About a quarter of an hour later, several people sent Mo and He out of the gate, and returned to the hall of the master to drink tea.

There are masters from various sects coming and going in the county, and they have searched many times, openly and secretly. In a month or two, it is estimated that there will be no more moths caused by evil things.

"Unfortunately, there are still two Wuxiu thieves absconding. You still need to be careful when you go out, and prevent the escaped Wuxiu masters from tracking you, and come back to make trouble. Brother Zhang, if you have time, go to the library to see the new arrivals about Wuxiu. If you learn more about witchcraft's methods, you will have a way to deal with them next time if you encounter them."

Wu Ganping gave a few special instructions, and all of them had read the classics.

The last time I didn't know enough about Wuxiu's weird methods, he was in a hurry, and he was concerned about the lives of the people, which caused him to suffer.

Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists in response.

Wu Ganping stood up, went to the desk, took out a booklet from his cuff, beckoned Guanzhu Zhang to go over, handed the booklet to him, and said via voice transmission: "This is a swordsmanship experience that Senior Brother He entrusted me to hand over to you. It's up to you whether you want to practice sword or not, you can have a look."

Zhang Wenfeng was very surprised. Seeing the booklet that could be turned over with rough edges, and the cover didn't even have a title, he didn't reach out to take it, hesitatingly said: "You don't get rewarded for nothing, what a shame..."

If it is good, it is not his temper, he pursues himself.

"He said that opponents are rare and sword repairs are rare. You are qualified to read it and ask you to return the book to him next time you meet. But be careful, Brother He is very stubborn. He said that he will come to you next time to learn from him and let him test with his hands and feet. Your swordsmanship. I am worried that there will be danger, you must find a strong witness, just in case."

Wu Ganping said through voice transmission, with a wry smile on his face, and added: "Whether you look at the swordsmanship experience or not, he will learn swordsmanship with you."

Zhang Wenfeng had no choice but to accept the brochure.

It's too unreasonable, is the sword cultivator great?

How can there be a good thing to force people to learn swords?

After sitting and chatting for a while, Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists and left to read, and Fu and Chen in the hall also dispersed.

Wu Ganping paced alone in the hall with his hands behind his back, pondered for a while, and whispered to himself distressedly: "Why don't you open your mouth, brother He is the same. You don't know Guanzhu Zhang well anyway, so why not ask directly? Let me do the sinner's work .”

It turned out that it was He Guangjun who received the summons from the sect's high-level officials and came to check. Last time Guanzhu Zhang lifted the "witch curse on the house animal's wedding dress" for the buffalo, was there a strange "wedding dress" left behind?
Even if the wedding dress is damaged, it doesn't matter, Zongmen is willing to pay a high price to buy it.

That time Yun Qiuhe was also there, witnessed Zhang Guanzhu lifting the curse, and even offered to help, but Yun Qiuhe didn't hear anything about the "wedding dress".

And you can't ask Yun Qiuhe directly about this matter, that girl doesn't care about these things, but the high-level executives of Xuanyun Temple are as smart as ghosts, and Lao Fu is not easy to fool.

He Guangjun used the secret technique of Gradient Realm to spy one or two, but did not find any abnormal aura exuding from Guanzhu Zhang, except for a trace of cold and ghostly aura in the black cloth bag around his waist, but it was said that it was a bottle for raising ghosts, and several people had seen it before. , and the other magical artifacts are all serious Taoist items.

But He Guangjun couldn't stay for long, so he irresponsibly threw this trouble to Wu Ganping.

Wu Ganping thought twice, shook his head and smiled wryly, forget it, let's ask directly later, brother who has lived and died several times, he really can't do it in hiding.

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(End of this chapter)