Taoist chanting

Chapter 695

Hearing the old man Mengmei blatantly sowing dissension, Zhang Wenfeng pinched a trick with his left hand in his sleeve, and asked, "Can you tell me in detail how the three great monsters in the secret territory relied on their elders to betray them, and how they will become Hidden danger?"

If you listen to both, it will be bright, and if you listen to one, it will be dark.

He had a good idea of ​​the temperament of this life-and-death partner, and he guessed that the old man Meng Mei had suffered from the three big monsters.

With Mo Ye's ability, he can "see" the general trend of things many years later, leaving behind the three great demons has deep meaning, and the theory of hidden dangers is pure nonsense.

You Mengchang smiled and recounted the experiences of the previous years, saying: "Actually, they are all trivial things. I just can't understand them knowing that I am your friend of Daoist Zhang, and holding the token you gave in my hand. Dogs look down on people, make things difficult for me everywhere, and even set up traps to play tricks that bully the master. It is best to expel such villains from the secret realm, and it will be troublesome to keep them.”

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and seemed to be thinking, but did not speak.

The old man Mengmei’s suggestion is very vicious with hidden evil intentions. The three big demons have avoided the heavens for hundreds of thousands of years. As long as they step out of the secret realm, they will immediately receive a thunderstorm from the sky. Perhaps, except for the mayor of the mountain, the other two cannot survive the thunderstorm bombardment.

He is currently able to use the secret realm to do other things, but he has no ability to expel the three big monsters. Mo Ye didn't teach him the method, maybe because he doesn't want him to have a bad relationship with the three old monsters?

He will not expel the demon cultivator left behind by Mo Ye, at best he is just a temporary worker.

In the distance came the old man's voice of Fushan: "Congratulations to Zhang Daoyou for leaving the customs, Fushan is here to visit, please meet me."

Yu Mengchang looked at the west side in doubt, and whispered to himself: "Strange, how did he know?"

The restriction in this place is different from the outside, the three old demons couldn't get in, and Zhang Guanzhu was found out by the old demon not long after he left the customs. Could it be that there are little demon birds and spies arranged by the old demon nearby?
"Fellow Daoist Boshan, please wait a moment!"

Zhang Wenfeng used his skills to send out his voice to respond, and it was he who told the old man of Fushan by using secret land veins to send a message.

Some abilities belonged exclusively to him, the half master of the secret realm, and he easily concealed them from the old man Mengmei.

Greeting Mengchang Youmeng, who was looking around, walked to the west.

You Mengchang found that there were many little monsters in the ten-mile range, whether they were spies arranged by the old monsters. It was inconvenient for him to use the dream technique to check for a while, so he quickly followed Zhang Daoshi, hiding his figure, and wanted to see the three old monsters playing. What trick?
Walking out of the border stream of the forbidden area, Zhang Wenfeng greeted the tall old man who was several miles away, and exchanged a few simple greetings.

"It's not very important. Seeing that you suddenly retreated more than ten years ago, the old man is very worried about that Meng Mei, worried that he will be bad for Zhang Daoyou. I will feel at ease after seeing you once."

The old man Fushan knew that Meng Mei, who had an extraordinary ability to escape, was hiding nearby, so he said straight to the point.

"You fart, the friendship between me and Taoist Zhang can be learned from the sky, you old man ruined my reputation for no reason, hum, we are not finished."

You Meng was so angry that he showed his figure and cursed loudly.

From the forest on the left came Tao Niangzi's charming laughter: "Friend You Daoist, what good reputation does your Mengmei clan have, don't you know it yourself?"

Immediately afterwards, Duke Mang's sharp smile came: "I remember that in the ancient books, there is a popular saying that they are called 'dream demons'. They act insidiously and viciously, which cannot be inferred by common sense."

These words are to remind Taoist Zhang face to face, in the future, be more careful about the old man Mengmei, and don't talk about Mengmei's way.

"It's unreasonable. How many years have passed since the old calendar, and you frogs at the bottom of the well are still chewing their tongues."

You Meng was very angry. If his cultivation hadn't recovered, he would have rushed out to fight the three old monsters who slandered his innocence. Then he thought of something, and sneered: "I advise you not to think wishful thinking, trying to provoke me to fight with you!" There is no door for the relationship between Zhang Daoshi, and I am too lazy to step on you three boring guys."

As he said that, he calmly disappeared in stealth, and there was no need to be on the same level as ignorant people.

He and Zhang Daochang lived and died together, and it can't be broken with a few words.

Later, I will settle accounts with the three old demons.

Zhang Wenfeng understood the contradiction between the two parties, smiled and cupped his hands as a gesture to thank the three for their kindness, stood and chatted for a while, and the three big demons left.

Going out from the original road of Hantan Cave Mansion, Guizai Ridge has already been guarded by another free-standing monk from Xianling Temple.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced around for a moment, without disturbing anyone, and left quietly. It was already afternoon when the sun was setting in the sect when he returned to the sect.

In autumn, the leaves are yellow and the chrysanthemums are fragrant.

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the mottled traces of the old Shanmen archway left by the sun and rain, and lamented that time passed easily.

More than ten years have passed by with a flick of a finger, but the scenery remains the same, leaving traces of time.

Tu Hufa took his disciples into the secret realm twice. He had already heard that his two brothers passed away one after another in the early years.

"Master, you are back."

A boy emerged from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree by the road, and he let out a yelp in surprise.

Afterwards, the entire mountain gate was bustling with countless monks flying from all over to welcome the return of the temple master who had been away for many years. The sixth group of disciples had heard the temple master's name for a long time, and it was the first time they met, so they gathered outside to salute.

After making a fuss for a long time, it stopped and dispersed.

Yue Anyan walked up the mountain with the temple master, and Shui Qingru followed behind with Qian Jing, listening to the conversation between the two in front.

"The head of the mountain went out to escape from the world the year before last, under the guise of 'telling the fortune by touching the bones', he said don't worry about him, he walks slowly, it may take more than ten years, and the earth protector also went out and traveled, Zhu'er That girl doesn't even have news, she is the most heartless."

"There are also Wei Jingjie, Shang Qingyun, and Yan Jing. From the year before last to this year, they went out one by one to escape from the ordinary. If you are going to get out of the way."

Shui Qingru heard that it was on her, and replied with a smile: "I'm not in a hurry, just wait a few more years."

The master turned his head and glanced, the disciple's evil energy was completely gone, he had already completed the third level, his aura was restrained, he could go out at any time, and he looked at Qian Jing who was dodging, no wonder the earth guardian was ambiguous when he mentioned Qian Jing, In Qian Jing's case, it was clearly the first time he failed to pass the test.

"Yes, for earning a shop for the sect, how much profit will the head of the mountain share with you?"

"The head of the mountain wants to give me [-]%, and the goods, manpower, sales, etc. are all handled by the sect. I said that it only needs [-]%, and the head of the mountain insists on giving me [-]%. The disciples have to accept it."

"Just keep it, it's yours."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and made the final decision. As a martial artist, he will spend a lot of money in the future.

You Mengchang floated away after walking out of the secret realm.

When you get to the top of the mountain, wash your hands and face, arrange your clothes and go to the main hall of the old Taoist temple first, and then enter the west hall after the incense ceremony.

After drinking tea with them for a while, and chatting about sect affairs, Yue Anyan saw that the temple master had something to do, so he went back first.

Zhang Wenfeng took out a jade box, handed it to Shui Qingru, and said, "I've written down how to use these body training powders on a note. You spend three or two years to train your body, and then you can go out and escape from the world." .”

Shui Qingru took it with both hands, thank you, and leave first.

Looking at Qian Jing who was wringing his sleeves with his fingers, Zhang Wenfeng said a few words of relief, and asked, "You seem to have something on your mind? Can you tell me about it?" He took a sip from the teacup.

Qian Jing hesitated for a while, summoned up his courage, raised his head and said, "Monastery Master, are you..."

She blushed suddenly and couldn't speak.

Zhang Wenfeng almost choked on a sip of tea, what the hell was going on.

It's no wonder that Qian Jing couldn't get through the level for the first time, and it was still related to him as the master of the temple for a long time. Qian Jing had a knot in his heart, and he had to untie this knot, otherwise the road ahead would be difficult.

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(End of this chapter)