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In late May, when the plums and peaches on the island are fragrant, the silver-white cloud boat soars into the sky and flies westward through the clouds.

To be able to leave this homeland with bad memories of pain, white eyes, disgust, beating and scolding, and almost dying of hunger several times, Gouwa has no trace of sadness, and can change to beg in a place where rich people don't let dogs bite him, yes He is happiness.

He was black and thin and short, barefoot, with bruises on his face, and he stared fiercely at the other three little guys who were huddled in the corner and weeping softly. Go talk in a low voice.

After a while, he became the king of children, and agreed to go outside to cover the three of them.

He put on a pair of new cloth shoes that didn't fit very well barefoot, and fastened them tightly with cloth straps so that they wouldn't fall off when he was running. He had three extra coarse-grain pancakes in his hands, which were willingly given to him by three taller and stronger children. Just a few more casual questions.

The three children were all carrying small bundles prepared by the family, and the food and supplies made him envious.

He tore and swallowed the pancakes he earned. If there are good things, he must eat them as soon as possible, otherwise they will be snatched away. The few of them in the corner of the cabin seemed to have fallen asleep quietly, the little beggar became more and more courageous, and he had to teach the three younger brothers the rules of paying tribute.

Chen Qingqiao glanced at Guanzhu Zhang who was sitting beside him, and sighed: "I'm still a child, this is too domineering, everyone knows that there is a rule to pay tribute every day, where did you learn it? You don't care?"

After more than a month of repairs, his left arm was as good as ever, but it was a little too tender, so he simply covered it up with his sleeve to hide it from others, and after a year or so, he fully recovered.

He has already taught Wan Boqi of Lingbao Temple how to restore broken limbs and regenerate them.

It is not difficult for those who meet, but not for those who are difficult. It may take half a year for Wan Boqi to repair the broken limb.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a chuckle: "The wolf's ambition is obvious. Let my second senior brother have a headache later, he has a way to teach children. Why don't you let them go to Qingshui Temple, and you will help me discipline them for two years?"

"The three temperaments I chose are so weak that it's enough for me to worry about it. You can think of good things and be the shopkeeper."

Chen Qingqiao categorically rejected the old friend's jokes. A soundproof barrier was installed between the back cabin and the front cabin. Long slats of dark wood.

"I heard that you are looking for the Tongtian tree. I got this 'Shadow tree', which ranks ninth on the spirit tree list, from Faraway Island. It is almost two thousand years old. You can take it if you see it is suitable for you."

"2000 years worth of Kagekijo, good stuff."

Zhang Wenfeng took the dark wood and rubbed it in his hands. The surface of the shadow wood was fine and smooth, with a slightly deep halo, exuding an elegant and timeless ancient woody fragrance. He accepted this precious gift without politeness.

Chen Qingqiao said via voice transmission: "Bai Lichun came to me a few days ago and said to help me get a few more Boundary Breaking Pills that can break the second level and break the third level."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and transmitted the voice: "He is bound to win the position of Great Celestial Master."

"He's too impatient. In fact, Lao Zhu didn't mean to argue with him. To show his heart, Lao Zhu deliberately stayed in the Duxian Islands and guarded them with Master Fa Yuan and Zhou Guanshi for five years."

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"Everyone has his own aspirations, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Yes, everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, 500 years is not a long time, and the mortal world cares too much, so it may not be a good thing."

Chen Qingqiao ended this topic, and said via voice transmission: "You are too outrageous, you have received good things, and you have not returned a gift, not even a word of thanks, it is too much."

"Hehe, let's say "Thank you, see you soon, don't come here, tell me what you want."

"I will send three disciples who are gifted in swordsmanship to the Fairy Spirit Temple later on. Please take the time to point them out and help me lead them around. This time, there are so many of Lao Wan and the others, only one of them can master the sword of "Heyihe, Sword Realm" Xiushou suffered a big loss and was at a loss when dealing with it. If you were there at the time, you could have avoided such a heavy loss."

"Taking you a broken stick, but also helping you with your disciples, you are at a disadvantage."

"Bring back that broken stick."

Two people voice transmission

Streaming, teasing each other, time is easy.

The war in the Duxian Islands is over. It is estimated that there will be no major battles for a long time. You can practice with peace of mind and feel more relaxed.

Zhang Wenfeng also took the opportunity to find out the background of his old friend. Chen Qingqiao's temperament has changed a little, and his strange ability has increased a lot. It should be because he has not been taken away, or maybe his mood is different after his cultivation base has improved.

Who can not have a little secret? He can't ask words.

In the afternoon, Xing Yunzhou stopped over the sporadic island and put Tukun down.

From Daying around to the vicinity of the capital of Dayi, Zhang Wenfeng bid farewell to the rest of the monks who did not get off the boat, carrying the goofy Gouwa and Wan Boqi who covered himself with spells, and flew towards Lingbao Guanshan Gate
Zhou Fushi stayed in Duxian Islands to guard, and he stayed with Wan Boqi, who had recovered from his injuries and lost his legs, for a few more months.

Li Chenglong of the Lingbao Observatory led more than a dozen third-rank monks, opened the main gate in front of the mountain gate, and greeted the two elders who had returned from victory. The presiding officer, Su Xianyuan, and the other three Zizaijing disciples had already left On the road of escape, the current Lingbao Temple is in charge of the Supervisory Academy.

Gou Wa hid behind his noble ass, walked up the bluestone slab, and glanced at the exotic flowers and trees on both sides of the mountain road.

Seeing the bright red fruit made him drool, he ate a lot of food, just folded a few fat and tender wattle twigs to fill his stomach, and those flowers with a large bowl mouth could also be eaten, and the snow-white fat rabbits that scurried around in the grass were roasted and eaten. It is so fragrant that there are no bones left.

It was just that the mountain road was too long, and he was sweating from the climb, and his full stomach seemed to be empty again.

Why is this place so big?
When is dinner?

Uncle Wan got up sick and did not go to the main peak to burn incense, so everyone sent him back to Kaiyuan Peak.

Zhang Wenfeng left the panting little beggar at the foot of the main peak, and warned the little guy not to steal the fruits in the forest, and flowers and plants are also not allowed to eat, as they are poisonous and will cause diarrhea if eaten, the little beggar who was so frightened that his eyes rolled around stopped immediately Eat read, he knows the taste of diarrhea is not good, it can kill people.

As the elder with the highest status, Zhang Wenfeng was surrounded by everyone on the main peak, worshiped the Taoist ancestors and master ancestors in the main hall, and accompanied by everyone, went to the side hall to serve tea.

Zhang Wenfeng took out Senior Brother Zhou's autographed letter to the prison, chatting and laughing happily with everyone, picking up the twists and turns of the war on Wandering Island this time, and narrowing the distance with everyone.

Until the sun went down, Zhang Wenfeng got up and left the main peak, so that other people didn't have to accompany him to see him off, and they were busy with their own affairs, and only the prison courtyard accompanied him down the mountain.

Seeing that the little beggar was waiting for him on the bluestone road, and did not expose the little beggar's trick of stealing a few fruits from a passing disciple, the little guy had a lot of tricks, and he could tell that his status here is not low. The fruits are edible and which ones are not, just ask passers-by, they will fill their stomachs without being poisonous.

Using spells to support the little beggar, fly to Yunyong Peak [-] li away to the west, otherwise it would take half a day to get there.

The disciples Yao Siwen and Su Qin who were in charge of sanitation got the news in advance, hurried forward to salute, and greeted Elder Zhang and the supervisor.

Sitting down in the main hall and chatting for a while, the supervisor stood up and said goodbye.

Zhang Wenfeng took the silent little beggar with eyes rolling around to the yard at the back of the mountain, and told the two people behind him: "Prepare the oil and salt pot stove, rice, vegetables and meat for Gouwa. From now on, he will eat everything he eats." do it yourself."

Yao Siwen and Su Qin handed over their hands to "obey the order", wondering how such a young child can cook their own meals? How convenient it is to have them delivered by the canteen.

But the little beggar nodded, this arrangement suits him very well.

Eat as much as you want and cook as much as you want, don't worry about him.
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