Taoist chanting

Chapter 551 Don't worry about the mundane

Tu Kun replied that he agreed to let Le Zi go to the border city for a year of experience. The next day, Le Zi got the news and immediately went to find his father. He took a chicken feather as an arrow, and said that his master ordered him to do so. Don't go to Yunyun.

Zhang Guanzhu was listening outside the dining hall, and was almost laughed at by that bastard.

The old cripple is a well-behaved veteran, no matter how reluctant he is, he can't say anything about letting his son stay.

Looking eagerly at the temple master outside the door, his old face was full of sorrow and worry.

Last year, when I comforted Wei Xingde, it was standing and talking without pain in my back, and it was my turn to be full of worries and entanglements. All the heroic spirits and prides of the past are bullshit.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at Lezi who was bowing behind the old cripple, and said to the old cripple who came out: "Don't worry, Uncle Lame, I will send mountain badgers to guard them at that time, and Wei Jingjie and the others will pass on their experience, so that they can explore by themselves." It will be much stronger, and it will be properly arranged.”

"Can the donkey still be the guard?"

"Donkeys have been around for a long time, and they will be targeted by the opponent's masters. It's better to send a wild face like a mountain badger."

"That's right, Brother Feng is still thoughtful. The donkey loves to show off. He has been jumping around for a year. I'm afraid it has attracted the attention of the other side. It's a big taboo. Well, how does the mountain badger's ability compare with that of a donkey?"

"It's not much different. The mountain badger has worn down his temper under the teaching of the earth guardian in the past few years, and he no longer has a frizz when he encounters troubles."

"That's good, that's good, oh, one more thing, don't think the old man is nagging, brother Feng, the mountain badger is not like a donkey who can speak human words, so it's not very troublesome to communicate on the battlefield?"

"How could it be? Uncle lame is out of touch. You don't have much to do with the mountain badger. The mountain badger can speak human language, but it just doesn't say it. If you don't believe me, ask Lezi. They have been together for a long time, and they know each other very well. .”

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and explained to the old cripple one by one, feeling sorry for the parents all over the world.

The old cripple turned his head to look at Xiaohe, who had no heart and soul to answer "yes", got angry, lifted his crippled leg and kicked his son, watching his son hug his legs exaggeratedly, jumping and screaming in pain, and cursed : "Stinky boy, I have urged you to find a wife too many times, and I deliberately pissed you off, don't think I don't know the little things in your heart..."

"Father, drink to calm your anger."

Lezi quickly handed out the wine gourd, interrupting his father's words.

The old cripple pushed aside the wine gourd stretched out in front of him, walked towards the kitchen angrily, and said, "I'll go drink with the mountain badger at night, and when the donkey comes back, I'll ask the donkey to make a good son for it."

Lezi was used to his father's way, and made a gesture of gratitude to the host.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and nodded, walked along the corridor to inspect the practice room and the training hall, turned around, pointed out the sword skills of a few little guys, demonstrated to a few disciples who drew talismans, and corrected some disciples who were slightly wrong in chanting scriptures. Accurate phonology.

Since the temple master sat quietly under the ancient tree, he has shown many disciples in the Taoist audience the miraculous power of merit and thought, and opened a new door that only exists in classics.

Disciples who are interested in this, try to get in touch with this way, and ask the master for its secrets.

Near noon, Zhang Wenfeng received a message from Zhu Xun's Flying Sword, saying that the Jade Dragon Temple was fully prepared, and that the third-rank alchemist would open a furnace to refine the Jishanye elixir in a few days, and asked him to send the alchemy disciples of the Xianling Temple to wait in advance .

Zhang Wenfeng replied to Zhu Xun, and wrote a letter to send He He to Dingxi City to meet Yan Jing outside the city and escort Yan Jing to Yulong Temple.

Half a month later, Zhang Wenfeng received Zhu Xun's Feijian summons again.

"...The alchemist tried his best to produce four real pills in the first furnace. This time, the second batch of spiritual pills has been refined, and five real pills have been produced. I hope that my brother will come to discuss important matters. Congratulations on your visit..."

He could imagine Zhu Xun grinning from ear to ear, and he shook his head and smiled.

The second batch of pills produced five pills, and the alchemist worked hard, so it would be no problem to exchange half of the pills that belonged to the fairy temple to the jade dragon temple.

Passing the flying sword back, he greeted the head of the mountain, and immediately set off for the direction of the capital.

In the afternoon, I arrived at the Yulong Temple, two hundred miles south of the capital. Unlike the Chongtian Temple, the Yulong Temple was built on a plain, covering an area of ​​seventy or eighty miles, and there were only three uplifted peaks on the site.

No time to appreciate the scenery of Yulong Temple, Zhang Wenfeng and Zhu Xun drank tea in the pavilion halfway up the mountainside of Yulong Peak, and handed over four precious pills that broke the realm. It is proposed that he needs the "Jade Tree" wood chips kept in Yulong Temple.

Even if he has a Xuanyuan sword of unknown rank, it is still worth buying a suitable rare spiritual wood.

Without further ado, Zhu Xun ordered his disciples to fetch pieces of jade wood and twenty third-order crystals from the treasury.

The two sides are getting what they need, and everyone is happy.

Zhang Wenfeng saw Yan Jing who came to learn alchemy, and He He who had been waiting in the Yulong Temple, and talked for a while, and asked the two to stay in Yulong Temple for another half a month to concentrate on studying, politely refused Zhu Xun's stay, and said goodbye leave.

On the way back, he deliberately went to Nanjiangzhou City, and asked He Guangjun to ask his master to help carefully carve the rare jade wood chips into wooden swords, and he paid the tailor-made fee.

He can also carve wooden swords himself, and he can make unique shapes, but he doesn't know the art of refining weapons inside, and he can't guide Yuan Qi to every detail, so he won't make a fool of himself and waste good things.

At present, the foundation of Xianlingguan is weak, and there is a shortage of various high-level technical talents.

It will take time to catch up, and he is creating conditions for his disciples to exchange and learn with the great sect.

In the afternoon of the next day, Guanzhu Zhang led all the disciples in the Taoist temple, together with the head of the mountain, to the gate archway. He rushed back to the Taoist temple yesterday because he received a summons in advance, and the training team from the border town returned today.

He wants to give a grand welcome ceremony to the disciples who have gone through the catastrophe.

"I'm coming."

Wei Jingcheng, who was visiting at the intersection, screamed excitedly, and quickly retreated, standing with his father Wei Xingde.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the familiar sound of "beep", the donkey stopped abruptly, swung its hips and tail, rolled up a piece of dust on the official road, turned its head towards the dark queue behind the archway, grinned strangely and said with a toothy grin: "My little boy!" , What a big battle! I'm even ashamed, Mr. Donkey."

The five of Wei Jingjie lined up in a sharp-edged battle formation, and they appeared immediately. They fell from the sky only ten miles away. They ran all the way, and the murderous aura made the passers-by look sideways.

"Wei Jingjie led a small team to the border city to practice. It lasted a year. He is back today. Please give me a lesson!"

"Everyone has completed their merits and virtues, welcome home!"

Zhang Wenfeng bowed his hands and returned the gift.

Everyone behind him clasped their hands and shouted: "Welcome home!"

The sound waves spread far and wide, and lasted for a long time.

Guanzhu Zhang smiled and raised his hands, the breeze blows off the dust from the people and the donkey, and sang: "Everyone, please enter the Qingjing Gate, don't worry about ordinary things."

After a ceremony, five people and one donkey walked into the gate of the archway.

The temple master announced that the task of the five people was completed, and they could go home and rest for a while.

Everyone rushed forward, Shui Qingru and Zhang Xuanyan hugged Shang Qingyun, jumping and screaming.

Shi Nanguan, Tie Jinlin, Cui Zhongxian and others gathered around and talked loudly.

Wei Xing dragged his son, looked at the scar on his son's cheek, and said repeatedly, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back", disfigured, I'm afraid it will be a hindrance to finding a wife in the future.

The old cripple patted the donkey rubbing against his shoulder, laughed loudly, and told the donkey to go to the kitchen to drink. He had prepared several jugs of good wine.

The donkey was rich and powerful, and used spells to take out all the gifts it had prepared, and gave them to the mountain badgers that were circling around it, to Hu Qiang'er, and to Leng Xiang, who had never met but heard about it. It beheaded three third-level witches back and forth. Xiu, got a lot of treasures and crystals, and took out a set of black clothes and floated in front of Lezi.

"Lezi, don't be too disgusted. It was taken off the body of a third-level witch. It looks about the same height. It should be suitable for you to wash and wear. I cleaned up the marks on it carefully."

As for the old cripple's only son, the donkey was very concerned.

The old cripple stretched his wrinkled face with a smile, which was more happy than giving him more gifts.

Lezihehe put away the valuable treasure clothes, cupped his hands and thanked: "Mr. Donkey, if you have a heart, I invite you to drink!"

Pulling Qian Jing over, he introduced: "Master Donkey, this is my direct junior junior sister. It can't be truer. Qian Jing, quickly call Master Donkey."

Qian Jing saluted obediently and called "Mr. Donkey", and got a very solid gift. She had heard that Mr. Donkey ranked third in the Taoist temple's strength, and he was a good brother of the master who was born and died.

Zhang Wenfeng did not participate in their follow-up excitement, and went to the back mountain.

For the registration of trophies and merits, there was a match between the head of the mountain and Wei Jingjie and the others, and the head of the mountain handled some small matters very well, including the rewards for several people later.

After a few days, it was officially announced that Wei Jingjie was the deacon in charge of the law. His name was justified and he could help the head of the mountain to share many affairs.

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(End of this chapter)