Taoist chanting

Chapter 263

About two minutes later, Zhang Wenfeng walked out of the gate of the courtyard, smiled and nodded to Yun Qiuhe who was waiting for him outside.

Take out a shield-shaped dark gold identity card, engraved with a round gossip pattern on the front, with a "Tao" character in the middle, half-relief swords on the left and right sides, and dark landscape decorations on the back, with seal engraving "Da'an Nanjiangzhou Supervisor Wind Envoy, Guest Qing Zhang Wenfeng" two lines.

Yun Qiuhe was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "Congratulations! I'll set up a table tonight, let's celebrate."

The Zhoucheng Daolu Branch has Patrol Envoys, Wind Observing Envoys, and Wind Envoys. Their status is almost the same, and the scope of jurisdiction is different. However, the Wind Envoys have a wide range of supervisory responsibilities, and their status is slightly higher than half a level.

Above the three envoys of the state city are the guardians and court officials, and then there are law enforcement guards and Taoist soldiers.

She didn't expect Zhang Guanzhu to get the status of a guest prison supervisor after chatting with Xie Hufa. If the one-year inspection period passes and the reputation is good, she can apply for an official supervisor. This position is very rare.

Zhang Wenfeng put away his ID card, walked outside, and said: "I have received my heart, I don't have time to have a banquet today, I have to go back overnight, I can't stay longer, when I come back to Zhoucheng next time, you invite Mo Daoyou and He Daoyou, I invite everyone Get together."

The arena is not only about fighting and killing, but also about the ways of the world.

He felt more and more that in a country of cultivating immortals with many and well-ordered Taoist temples, the importance of connections and friends, and the practice world is more realistic than ordinary people. Without certain potential and outstanding abilities, big sects and masters would ignore them.

Even if you have the ability, you have to properly participate in the duties of the Daolu branch, and you can't eat aloof and aloof.

Before there is a certain amount of power and background, if you close your door and retreat from the world, you will only gradually decline.

Immortal cultivation resources have to be obtained by oneself, the further you go, the more complex the resources you need, and you can only rely on meditation to absorb spiritual energy, no matter how good your aptitude is, you will not be able to reach the golden core state in a lifetime.

The God of the Mountain warned him to take as little pills as possible in the early stage of cultivation, for the sake of breaking the situation later.

To reach a certain level of cultivation, one must take high-level pills and heavenly materials and earthly treasures to break through.

Yun Qiuhe heard that Zhang Guanzhu had taken the task, looked at the sun, and said, "It's still early, why don't you go to the shop in Fangshi?"

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "That's exactly what I mean, we'll leave the city before dark."

Walking to the south building, he went in to say hello to Mo Xiufeng, declined Mo Xiufeng's warm offer of a treat, made an appointment to come back to Zhoucheng next time to treat him to thank him, and said his goodbyes after a while of polite words.

The two were walking in the corridor, and Yun Qiuhe just asked, "Where did that Mr. Mo go?"

Then he saw Mo Ye walking out of the library calmly, and the formation behind him restrained the waves from rippling.

She couldn't help guessing that this mysterious woman who liked to wear hairpins on her bare feet had an unusual identity.

Except for the monks of this academy who can freely enter and leave the library of the Daolu branch of the state city, the monks from the county below are not of high enough level to easily go in. The monks from other states can only enter the monks of the third envoy level and above.

It is difficult for a monk without an official status to take a single step in the Daolu branch of Zhoucheng, let alone the library.

In other words, Mr. Mo is at least a monk of the third envoy level from other states.

Zhang Wenfeng was no longer surprised, and whispered a few words to Mo Ye.

A group of three walked out of the Daolu branch, walked two streets, and arrived at the famous Fangshi Puzi Street in Zhoucheng.

Passing through a very thin layer of restrictions to prevent mortals from entering by mistake, Yun Qiuhe introduced in a low voice the antique shops on both sides of the street. and many more.

If the planning is done well, it will be convenient for the monks who come from all over the world to choose the treasures they are interested in, or sell items.

Naturally, the wide Qingshi street cannot be overcrowded and quiet.

Zhang Wenfeng selectively went in and out of the refinery, elixirs, and classics shops. Today's time is limited, so let's get a general understanding of the market first.

He bought a bottle of detoxification elixir, a bottle of talisman ink, a few stacks of good talisman paper, a few manuscript books on spiritual plants and medicinal materials, and it didn't cost much spirit stones.

Seeing Mo Ye staring at the books on the shelf, he asked, "Which one do you like?"

Mo Ye pointed to a dilapidated ancient book lying flat on the shelf.

Zhang Wenfeng asked the clerk the price, took out twelve spirit stones and bought them directly, and handed Mo Ye the ancient book called "Xuanhe Xishuijing", which lifted the ban.

Mo Ye casually flipped through it, handed it back to Zhang Wenfeng, and said, "This is the most valuable book in the shop, let's go."

Zhang Wenfeng put the book away with a smile. Mo Ye said that it was the most valuable, so there must be a reason for it. When he was free, he searched for the secrets in the book.

The buddy smiled veiledly, and a torn book with missing characters and missing pages was finally sold.

Yun Qiuhe turned a blind eye to Zhang Guanzhu's prodigal behavior, and continued walking with the two of them.

Under the shade of the trees on the side of the road, there were seven or eight people setting up stalls, and some items were scattered here and there, including talismans, medicinal materials, and some old objects that looked old.

Zhang Wenfeng looked it over, stopped in front of a young man's booth at the far end, pointed to a small pile of scattered seeds next to miscellaneous items, big and small, shapes and colors, and asked, "How do you sell this? Don't call it false high." , not many people are interested in this stuff.”

The young man was well dressed, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist is a man of knowledge, here are seven kinds of spiritual plants and elixir seeds, each of which has a different price, like this 'Zixu Shen' seed, one spirit stone and three seeds; The star flower seed is one with two spiritual energy stones; the Liuying spiritual fruit seed is one with one spiritual energy stone, the price is absolutely fair, no one can deceive anyone."

Zhang Wenfeng said: "Your price is too expensive, I have to try it out."

The young man stretched out his hand to indicate yes, and the real buyer is the one who negotiates the price. He said with a smile, "You get what you pay for with a spirit stone. Nowadays, no Taoist sect would be willing to sell the spirit plant seeds."

Yun Qiuhe saw Guanzhu Zhang checking carefully, worried that he would be fooled, and sound transmission reminded: "These spiritual plant seeds look rare, but they actually collected them from some excavated ruins, and most of them are lifeless. , even if there is still some vitality, it is extremely difficult to survive."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly to show that he knew, picked out more than [-] stones, and took out ten spirit stones, and handed them to the young man.

The man smiled and flattered: "The Taoist has good eyesight!"

Zhang Wenfeng asked the names of the seeds one by one. Relying on his unique perception of the vitality of wood qi, he picked out all the seeds that still had some vitality or could be saved from the pile.

At that time, through his "attraction" cultivation of secret techniques, as long as one or two of them can survive, they will make a lot of money.

He is relying on his ability to pick up leaks, and others can't play.

Putting away the seeds, after shopping the whole street, it was getting late, so I said goodbye to Yun Qiuhe.

After the two left the city, they headed towards Xiahe County.

No outsiders were present, and it was night. Mo Ye walked faster than ordinary fading monks. After more than an hour, the two arrived at the southeast border of Xiahe County. Zhang Wenfeng took out the simple map that Xie Hufa gave him, Determine the position of Baihuling according to the comparison.

Xiahe County Daolu Branch established a checkpoint at the foot of Baihuling Mountain, and monks guarded it day and night.

In the long night, two law enforcement guards on duty lit a bonfire at the mountain pass, set up a stone platform, and roasted two hares that had been fattened up in autumn and removed their viscera and fur.

The two who were chatting with each other in a low voice suddenly noticed a strange noise coming from the nearby woods, they hurriedly got up and drew their swords, and asked vigilantly:
"Who? For what?"

A ray of cold wind rustled from the ground to their bodies, and the two felt their hair stand on end, and their backs felt chills.

Dust filled the air, and the bonfire went out all of a sudden.

The two disappeared into the moonless darkness.

Two roasted hares inserted on bamboo sticks exude a tempting aroma.

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(End of this chapter)