Taoist chanting

Chapter 475
The old cripple opened the utility room next to the cattle shed, grabbed a basket of hay, and carried it to feed the donkeys in the shed on the left. Usually, these chores were done with fun, so he just had to look around.

He takes care of the daily consumption of Lingmi and Lingmaize, and does not allow anyone else to handle it except Lezi.

In the past few days, Lezi has been exercising with the ointment brought back by the master. His whole body is like a boiled shrimp. His skin is red and he has to rest every step he takes. It makes him feel distressed. Of course, he is not complaining to the master. Still clear.

Lezi, Lezi, the name is "Le", but he is a bitter child.

He is a 23-year-old grown-up, practicing kung fu hard every day, and he is not in a hurry to find a wife, which worries him to death.

The old cripple was absent-mindedly grabbing food from the trough, and didn't notice an unleashed black donkey sneaking in behind him.

The black donkey glanced at the stupid female donkey over there, the old cripple's eyes picking on the female donkey was really terrible, the donkey's face was so long, it had nothing to do with being handsome, and it smelled so bad that it really had no appetite to go up Come on, let alone ride on it.

Hiding in the back corner, the black donkey opened his mouth and called out strangely: "Old cripple, Zhang Yifang."

The voice was strange, human-like, and vague.

The old cripple's movements froze, the hair from his back to the back of his head felt chilly, he was sure he had never heard this strange voice before, and besides, who would dare to call him old cripple or his name in the Fairy Temple?They are all polite names for Uncle Lame and Lord Lame.

Strange day, is it possible that the place where the gods gather together in the fairy temple is still full of dirty things?

He slowly squatted down and picked up a wooden stick by the side of the shed. He returned the carbine in a "huh" style, and stabbed it behind him quickly and hard. Whatever the hell, he hit it first and then said it. It was empty, old lame He moved his footsteps obliquely, swiped the wooden stick backwards, and looked back, but there was nothing.

It's sunny and sunny outside, full of spring.

"Who? Say something again if you have the guts?"

The old cripple held a stick in his hand, he was very courageous, and he was pretending to be a ghost. Around his waist was a jade card to ward off evil carved and painted by the master himself. He was afraid of a fart.

"Oh, old cripple, you are less courageous than sesame."

The strange voice was erratic and eerie.

The old cripple felt that something was wrong, so he stretched out the stick in his hand, jumped onto the five-foot-high donkey stake next to the trough, and quickly searched around the corners of the cattle shed. Even though his left foot was disabled, he could still use the stick to exert strength. Come up with some light skills.

A black figure jumped over the short fence behind the shed and ran away at an extremely fast speed.

"Donkey day, I was shocked."

The old cripple jumped off the stake with a smile, and shouted outside: "When will you be able to speak human language? Come quickly, chat with me, and relieve the boredom."

The donkey Youzai Youzai jumped into the shed from the other side and said, "Old cripple, put down the stick first, and I will be the first one to come to you when I can speak human words. Is that interesting? Is it worth it for us to have a drink?" "

There is a storage bag tied around its neck, and two jars of wine float out of thin air.

The old cripple laughed loudly, threw away the wooden stick he was beating on his palm, and said, "Chongyou's heart-warming words, you have a conscience, I'll spare the beating, drink, drink."

One man and one donkey drank in the barn.

Three cups lead to the road, and one drunk can relieve a thousand worries.

Outside the shed, Zhang Wenfeng and Hu Qiang'er came back from the field and took a shortcut.

Hearing the commotion inside, Hu Qiang'er was taken aback for a moment before realizing, Mr. Donkey can speak human language?Overjoyed, he looked at his master.

Although he can play with everyone in the Taoist temple, birds of a feather flock together. He still likes to play with monster friends such as Donkey Master, Xin Xing, Mountain Badger, and Lu Xin'er and Lu Chan'er who have taken root in Baihuling.

Mr. Donkey can talk now, and he has an extra partner who can chat.

"Go play!"

Zhang Wenfeng nodded with a smile, Hu Qiang'er has done a good job in the past few years when he was not at home.

Several Lingzhi forests were cultivated with spirit peach and spirit plum stones, and transplanted in newly developed sites. This year, some peach and plum forests can bear fruit.

Last year, a tree of Panyuzi spiritual fruit matured, and a total of [-] fruits were harvested, all of which are in short supply in the market.

Other spiritual plants such as Fuyao fruit tree, Liuying spiritual tree, Zixuan ginseng, star flower, etc. are all rare varieties, and they will not bloom and bear fruit or mature for the time being, and they are growing gratifyingly.

In his spare time these few days, he and Hu Qiang'er wandered around the site, checking the growth of each spiritual plant, and discussing the pros and cons with Hu Qiang'er. He specially rewarded Hu Qiang'er with a small lump of divine soil, The little guy was very happy.

Walk into the tea room of Qingzheng Bieyuan.

When the spiritual spring water was boiled and the fragrance of tea was overflowing, the head of the mountain and Yue Anyan walked in one after another.

Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to signal, and said with a smile: "There are three newly added treasures in the treasury of Houshan, and a batch of magic weapons, materials, pills, talismans, spiritual stones and other items. I have registered them in the booklet. Priest's spoils."

The three identity cards of the monks of the witch clan he got were handed over to Zhu Xun to take to the Daolu Academy, and rewards and meritorious deeds would be issued later.

The head of the mountain knows how to deal with the loot, put the items into the array created by Tu Kun, and start to slowly clean the imprints and breaths. At that time, the rare ones will be kept, and the ordinary rewards will be given to the disciples who need them, and the rest can be sold for supplies. .

"I have contacted several major trading houses, and also entrusted the Three-Tailed Demon Fox Department and the White Ape Department. There is no news about Tongtianmu or other thousand-year-old spirit trees."

"Inquire slowly, there is no rush."

Zhang Wenfeng looked at Yue Anyan and said, "Sister Yue, don't you want to travel far away? Lu Zijin has already refined his throat and can speak human words. You can consider taking him with you. He can't stay at home, go out for a walk It's good to go."

Yue Anyan's cultivation was stuck in the Fading Realm, and she had the elixir in her hand, and now she only had a chance to break through. She smiled in surprise, "When did it happen? I didn't hear Lu Zijin show off. Is it so patient?"

She understood the kindness of the temple master and sent Lu Zijin to be her bodyguard.

"It should be today. It drank with the lame uncle in the barn at the foot of the mountain. It drools and talks endlessly. It has nothing to say."

"Okay, I'll talk to it later."

Yue Anyan readily agreed that with Lu Zijin together, she could consider going further, and even go to the ups and downs of Luobaoling to see the secret land of Cao Mu Ridge where the temple master and Lu Zijin found a chance to advance.

It is said that there are still half of the grass and tree spirits guarding the place, and another seven or eight grass and tree spirits are taking care of it in Baihuling.

Take the opportunity to turn around to see Yang Shuilan, and then return to visit the great rivers and mountains of Da'an Dynasty.

The master of the temple has returned to the mountain, and the entire fairy temple has a different vitality. She can also go out and travel with confidence.

She has to hurry up and advance to the Freedom Realm, so that she can help the audience to share more in the future.

She suddenly remembered something, and said: "Monastery Lord, please find some time to chat with that girl Shui Ruqing, she is the only one of the first batch of disciples who has not broken through, she is bored and anxious, I have enlightened her a few times, but the effect is not great .”

"Okay, I'll talk to her. 'Water still cleanses the soul' didn't give it to her, did it?"

Zhang Wenfeng was not familiar with the situation of the disciples anymore, so he didn't rush to give them pointers. He just watched these few days and chatted more with the first batch of [-] disciples.

"Not yet. In her current state, giving her even the best medicine is a waste."

"That's the reason. Let me know what's going on with her first. Lezi has been behind her for so long and has been promoted for almost a year. Maybe she has something on her mind?"

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(End of this chapter)