Taoist chanting

Chapter 472

Yang Shuilan looked calm, as if she didn't notice the fleeting smile on the face of the temple master.

She took out another exquisite and small water drop jade bottle, and said: "Last time, I heard from Master that the little girl has been stuck in the bottleneck of the Xiantian realm for several days and has been unable to break through. I have nothing to do and found some medicine stones in the mountains. , mixed with the essence of water transportation, and refined a bottle of low-level 'Shui Huan Di Hun San', she can try it, how to use it my master knows."

Zhang Wenfeng received the small bottle with a unique shape.

At the beginning, Shuiya was studying Taoism in Qingzheng Bieyuan, and she shared the same room with Xiaoya. The little girl Shuiqingru did not dislike the dumb girl Yang Shuilan, and took care of Yang Shuilan's learning and reading and life. I heard from Yue Anyan that the two were in the same sympathy. sisters.

It's a good thing that Yang Shuilan, who has become the Goddess of Water, can still miss Xiaoya.

While talking, the two walked to the north across the water, their robes fluttering and the mist followed.

When the people on the south bank saw the water god empress suddenly appear in broad daylight, they knelt down and kowtowed to pray.

Going upstream for more than fifty miles, a small Cha River flows into the Liuzhi River. Yang Shuilan stepped on the water, and the mist spread to both sides of the river. She spent two days temporarily dredging the upper and lower sides of the Cha River, so that the water transport of the Liuzhi River can spread far away.

"The day before yesterday, I sent a letter to Master, telling her that the temple master is here as a guest. She told Tukun that Tukun brought people to Modao County yesterday. Guanzhu, you should contact Tukun first and make an appointment. Converge at the southwest end of Modao County."

Yang Shuilan glanced at the northwest and said softly.

On the way to invite the temple master to come that night, she once said that she would inform Yue Anyan, and the two had a brief discussion about the follow-up arrangement. , unless it is a more advanced flying sword communication.

The gods of mountains and rivers are not very restricted in the wild, and it is relatively convenient to use magical powers to communicate.

Zhang Wenfeng took out the yellow talisman and read a few words silently, then waved his hand and typed the summons.

He guessed that Yang Shuilan had discovered the clues, maybe two fourth-level masters of the Wu clan were dispatched to kill him, Yang Shuilan was worried that something would go wrong in the upper reaches of the small river, and he would be far away from the territory, and he would not be able to protect him well.

Where the two walked, a faint mist stretched forward, and the mist behind it dissipated in the river wind.

On a mountain thirty miles away to the northwest, covered by an invisible aura, Mu Lihua looked cold, and said to a young man with a flame pattern on his forehead beside him: "Zhou Zhi, I advise you not to annoy Yang Chun completely, she initiates Crazy, I can't stop it, it's not surprising that half of Dongping Prefecture will be flooded by then, the last time she was tricked by her two hometowns, she said a few harsh words, but she didn't make things difficult for the junior monks of the Wu Clan, but One must not be two, and one cannot deceive others too much."

"It's not that you can't stop it, but you don't want to stop it at all?"

The young man was wearing a very ordinary green shirt, with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression was very loose, he smiled and said: "That time, she could actually be left in the territory of the Wu tribe, some people accidentally opened the gap, leaving only Yang Chun, who was half-lived, escaped from the water, after all, it is because of the deep love between sisters."

Mu Lihua sneered: "The two old fellows did not behave properly, they made me unjust, and I am not allowed to find a way to make up for it?"

"I also don't like the actions of the two senior guardians, and I even begged for you a few words. Now the entire Great Liang Wu Clan has only two of us at the fourth level. You have to understand my difficulties, the little Taoist priest in front of you. , I heard from the Great Elder that in the future it will be a great threat to our Wu Clan, and we must kill the weeds as soon as possible, how about we work together?"

The young man turned his head to look at the slim woman ten feet away.

Mu Lihua said to herself: "I know what Yang Chun is like. The witch clan is really in trouble. She won't let her go. She has water luck in her body. She will be able to recover to the fourth level of cultivation by this summer at the latest, and it will only be time before she surpasses us." The problem is, it only took her less than 200 years to advance to the fifth rank, if it wasn't for some old guy in a high position who asked her to re-cultivate the divine way out of selfishness and ulterior motives, she wouldn't have ended up in that miserable end."

The young man wiped the sweat that could not be squeezed from his forehead, and exaggerated: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it, why don't I go to the Temple of the Water Goddess to make amends and apologize for what happened to the Wu Clan?"

Mu Lihua let out an angry snort, disappeared on the top of the mountain, and removed the cover-up power.

If you want to die, don't pull her. It's hard to survive the ebb and flow of spiritual energy. She wants to live a more comfortable life.

Don't come to her with these shitty troubles in the future.

The young man sighed, and said: "In a high position, there are some things that need to be considered in the overall situation. If you don't give it a try, how do you know you can't do it? She, Yang Chun, has only been in Xianling Temple for a year. It’s time to pay off the trip.”

The woman in the blue skirt who walked like flying on the water seemed to sense it, and glanced northwest again.

She spared no effort to expend her own divine power, and the river was pulled by her feet, and the water was surging. The originally narrow river overflowed and became a large-scale upstream spring water.

Zhang Wenfeng had already received Tukun's reply, and he followed the silent woman along Hebei.

Appreciating the tender green spring scenery by the river, the expression on his face was indifferent.

This time he went out for four years. The ups and downs, difficulties and hardships made him gain a lot in his mind. He had a breakthrough in swordsmanship, and his cultivation level was promoted steadily. He has nothing to dissatisfy.

The threat from the master of the witch tribe is based on the death talisman in the waist guard bottle. After recovering his magical powers, he is not very afraid. As long as Yang Shuilan can restrain Mulihua, the fourth-level mountain god can use the magical power of mountain luck to appear and disappear. He did not withdraw, but he still managed to do a few tricks with the fourth-level witch cultivator.

The two traveled along the Crooked River for more than [-] miles, without being attacked along the way, and arrived ten miles away from the southwest border of Modao County, where the river turned and went west.

A steed black donkey flew over from the sky, shouting "Ahh..." at the top of its voice.

Tu Kun and the three monks stayed behind, chatting and laughing, and greeted the temple master who revealed his true face after the mist cleared.

Zhang Wenfeng cupped his hands to the woman in the water and said with a smile: "The mountains are high and the water is long, we will meet later!"

Yang Shuilan waved her hand, "I have time to be a guest, so let's go." She didn't want to meet other Taoist cultivators, so she disappeared into the water, and the river was still overflowing and slowly descending.

Zhang Wenfeng got up and went to the north, and after a long distance, he cupped his hands: "It's hard work, I'm bothering everyone."

He looked at a young man in a black Taoist robe in the middle, with a dark red mahogany sword without a sheath stuck behind his back. Looking at the expressions of Tu Kun and the other two, he could see that the identity of the man was different.

The donkey brayed all the way and flew to the front, shouting: "Monastery Master, you had a great time in the blessed land, and you caused us to worry at home. How do you settle the debt?"

"We'll do the math when we get home, Lu Zijin, I brought you something good."

"Ah uh..."

(End of this chapter)