Taoist chanting

Chapter 343 Get the Sword
Returning to the training hall to continue telling the story, extending the lesson, Zhang Wenfeng walked into the tea room with a new sword hanging from his waist.

The two women leaned closer together, whispering and playing with a set of pink clothes. Seeing the priest walk into the door suddenly, Yun Qiuhe hurriedly put away the thin pink clothes, and complained nonchalantly: "Yue Anyan, you are too stingy. I can’t bear to add a few more tea leaves, the tea is bland and tasteless, next time I will bring you a catty of good tea for your guests.”

Yue Anyan smiled and said, "You have said several times that you would bring me two taels of spiritual tea. From last summer to this summer, the rice has been ripe for two crops. Where is my spiritual tea?"

Yun Qiuhe rolled his eyes angrily, "I only get two taels of Lingcha all year long, and you are a toad yawning, so I don't want to pay attention to you."

Then he said to Zhang Guanzhu, who was watching the excitement: "That guy He Guangjun is too much, he asked me to give the sword, and I was not allowed to see it first, so he put a restraint on the scabbard."

Zhang Wenfeng took off the saber at his waist, walked towards the desk by the window, wiped off the restraint on the scabbard to prevent gentlemen and villains, and said with a smile: "Let's enjoy together, the light here is good." When the two approached, he Draw the sword half out of its sheath.

The whole tea room was instantly cool, and Yue Anyan, who was so sharp and determined that his cultivation was the weakest, had to circulate his breath.

Yun Qiuhe squinted his eyes and praised: "Good sword! No wonder He Guangjun said that this sword is his master's proud work in recent years. It is thick and sharp, and it is integrated."

Zhang Wenfeng stared at the dark ink-colored snow-patterned sword with dark blue colored lights, and slowly drew the sword out of its sheath.

This new sword is very suitable for him in terms of feel, weight and length. He Guangjun sent a message at the beginning, saying that his master would charge [-]% of Caiyun Gold as a refining fee, and he was willing to add a pound of wood-grain refined iron as an auxiliary material for making the weapon. Sword Embryo, enhances the attribute of the magic weapon wood element.

He thought about replying to the letter again and again to agree, and now it seems that it is not a loss for this skill.

All refiners who dare to call high prices all have confidence in their own skills.

Except for liars of course.

Yun Qiuhe asked curiously: "Guardian Zhang, what kind of rare material did you add to this magical sword? Can you tell me about such a strong spirit?"

There are many kinds of materials for refining magic weapons, and the proportions vary from person to person.

She is not good at it, she only looks good at the sword.

Zhang Wenfeng put the sword back into its sheath, and he will practice it again later, this sword is enough for him to use in a comfortable state, he said with a smile: "The main ingredient is a colorful cloud gold ore."

He shook his fist to indicate that it is so big, it doesn't matter if he talks about it now.

Yun Qiuhe suddenly felt annoyed at missing [-] million spiritual energy stones, and patted his forehead and leaned towards Yue Anyan: "If Master Zou found out, he would scold me to death, why would there be a disciple like me who picks things up? Hey, the meaning of a friend It's so hard for me to have a relationship with the sect."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Next time there will be medicine refining, I will find you to do business, so I won't make it difficult for you, so it's okay for the head office?"

Yun Qiuhe revived with full blood and straightened up, said with a smile: "It's settled, I'll wait for you to refine the elixir."

After being pinched by Yue Anyan, she didn't hesitate to fight back, guessing that Zhang Guanzhu must have gotten a lot of rare items after being away for more than four months?I don't know what kind of elixir to refine?
Sit down and drink tea for a while and chat for a while.

The class bell rang outside, and Yue Anyan got up to go out, she was going to explain the interpretation of the scriptures to the apprentices.

Yun Qiuhe sat upright, and said via voice transmission: "A few days ago, Hufa Xie talked to me once, asking about some relevant information about the Fairy Temple, and asked about Mr. Mo who lived in the Fairy Temple for more than half a year last year. As well as the little man in the khaki short robe who rarely shows up, I roughly guessed something, so I picked up what I knew and told Guardian Xie."

She saw Mo Ye walking with the mysterious little man several times.

Judging from his demeanor and his position before and after walking, it was obvious that the short man respected Mo Ye, and his attitude was quite respectful.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "But it's okay, Hufa Xie wants to know the origin of Tu Kun, there's nothing you can't say to others, Tu Kun can stay and work, it's all because of Mo Ye."

Yun Qiuhe stared at Guanzhu Zhang, lowered his voice and asked, "I heard that...has advanced to the third rank?"

She came to Xiumu this time because she was ordered by the sect to clarify the situation.

"Tu Kun has only been promoted for more than a month. He was entrusted by Mo Ye to stay in Xianling Temple to serve for a year. As for whether he will stay or leave in the future, it depends on how they get along with each other."

Zhang Wenfeng spoke very frankly.

Yun Qiuhe revealed another piece of news: "Bian Wuguo of Yanhua Pavilion passed away inexplicably a few days ago. Master Baili, who was originally invited to Tianlong Temple, wanted to open an altar in the Jinhua Pavilion for a grand sacrifice. Some of the key information, before the opening of the altar the next day, Master Baili evaded it on the grounds that he was ill, and the Yanhua Pavilion died down."

Zhang Wenfeng didn't talk to him, but what Tu Ling said was right, what he said in his heart was that big fists make sense.

Although he didn't know how effective Xinyue's cover-up method would be, the result couldn't be better.

"Did any major events happen in recent days? I stayed in a remote place and didn't go out. The news was very closed."

"Not to mention, more than ten days ago, a great event happened in Qizhou. A declining Taoist temple called 'Golden Wind Temple', about [-] miles away from our Xuanyun Temple, suddenly because of its fifth-generation master The patriarch of the door reincarnated and awakened, and he rose after returning from cultivation to the free state. The Daolu Academy specially sent the guards Gu Gu and the Great Celestial Master to investigate. It is said that they are completely in line. My friend, there is nothing strange in the world."

"Gu Quan?"

"What, do you know each other?"

"Maybe it's acquaintance."

"You still said that the news is blocked, why do you know all the experts?"

"Hehe, coincidence, pure coincidence."

"Guanzhu Zhang, how is your relationship with senior Gu Quan?"

"It's hard to say, I'm a high-level person now, it's hard to say if I still remember."

"Can you tell me about Senior Gu Quan's situation? The Golden Wind Temple and our Xuanyun Temple can be said to be neighbors."

"It's inconvenient to say, don't tell the elders of your sect that I know Gu Quan, let it take its course, your Xuanyun Temple has a deep foundation and is ahead of the development, Jinfeng Temple alone has a long way to go very long."

"Understood, it seems that your relationship is just average."

"Uh!"

After drinking the tea, Yun Qiuhe took out some of the paintings she had accumulated from the Sumeru bag and asked Guanzhu Zhang for advice.

Her current figure sketches are already quite skillful, drawing old people, children, women, and men are all lifelike, but they still lack charm, which requires a lot of painting practice.

After Zhang Wenfeng commented on the pros and cons of the painting, he asked her to grab an idle apprentice to be a model and teach her to draw half-length portraits. This is another new topic, especially for fingers. If you want to draw well, you need to practice for a while.

I made a half-length model painting, and drew a few front and side demonstrations of the palms separately, leaving Yun Qiuhe to draw in the tea room.

He walked down the dwarf mountain to the Houshan Cave Mansion, where he sacrificed the sword weapon first, held it up to observe for a while, and named it "Hunran", hoping that his sword energy, sword intent and sword skills could be fully realized as soon as possible. One.

Wielding the Hunran sword, he practiced a set of falling wood and flying foil swords in the cave.

The room was filled with cold sword energy and dark blue light. Although he could not fully exert the power of the magic weapon, it was more handy than his previous Zaomu sword, which made him quite satisfied.

In the next few days, apart from daily affairs and cultivation, he spent more time on the Hunran Sword, getting familiar with it bit by bit, drawing a line of spirit runes on the front and back of the Hunran Sword, and cultivating the inseparable link between him and the magic weapon. Elusive spirituality.

The magic weapon he wants to use is not just simple to use.

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(End of this chapter)