Taoist endowment

Chapter 292

Ji Yanlan's trip to the secret realm has benefited so much, Chen Jingyun naturally wanted to express his gratitude, and thanked him repeatedly with a smile on his face.

Now that Chen Jingyun recognized the favor this time, several great masters of Lianyin Sect were naturally overjoyed. They all felt that the relationship between Lianyin Sect and Chen Jingyun was no longer comparable to the title of "layman" given by Chanyin Temple. Everyone is happy.

In the next few months, apart from consolidating the benefits brought by the Sword Lotus Essence, Ji Yanlan spent most of the rest of her time practicing martial arts with Fairy Wu Yao.

The two have similar cultivation bases, and they also practice the way of swordsmanship, so they get along very well. Hua Zuiyue is happy to see the success of this, and because of this, it has given the two of them a lot of benefits.

One day, after the two girls had a duel, the battle ended in a tie. Fairy Wu Yao knew that the other party intended to give in, so she was unhappy. Seeing this, Ji Yanlan hurriedly asked her to taste a cup of green lotus chalcedony. It made him smile again.

After gossiping for a while, Ji Yanlan's mind moved, and she said curiously: "I heard that there is a fairy Bu Yao in Guifeng who is a person of extraordinary cultivation, but I don't know why this fairy has not returned to the sect for a long time? How can he even have such a precious treasure as the sword lotus essence?" They never came back to fight."

Fairy Wu Yao didn't doubt that it was there, but Ji Yanlan thought of competing with her junior sister, and replied with a smile:

"Yanlan doesn't know something. My junior sister is not like an ordinary monk. My ancestor once said that she is a natural swordsman. She should find the way to make progress through killing and sharpening, so she is not allowed to come back."

Ji Yanlan showed regret when she heard the words, and said in her heart that this girl is really lucky, but Fairy Wuyao would be wrong, and said with a smile:
"You, you only think about confronting masters all day long, didn't you see that all the monks of the same rank in the Lianyin Sect have already shunned you?
However, although my junior sister has no whereabouts, she has a very high reputation. She will definitely not miss this five competitions. If you really want to compete with her, you only need to wait for two years. "

Chen Jingyun heard the conversation between the two from a distance, and he felt helpless, the world is so vast, even if he is cultivated to the sky, if he wants to find someone, it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Since staying here is just waiting in vain, Chen Jingyun couldn't help thinking of returning to the mountain. All the rough people in the country know the truth that "golden nests and silver nests are not as good as their own doghouses". home!

What's more, the news came from Nie Wanniang the day before yesterday, which not only said that she had glimpsed the method of the Seventh Revolution of Kung Fu, but also vaguely mentioned that two rare guests had come to Xianyun Temple.

Although Chen Jingyun was curious about the so-called cultivators, he didn't care much about it, but he didn't dare to take it lightly when the disciple was about to break into rank seven, so he decided to bid farewell to Wen Chen today.

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The old friend is about to leave, Wen Chen is naturally very reluctant, but considering that Ji Yanlan will take part in the five competitions with Miaolian Peak's quota in two years, he will not keep him anymore, I believe that Chen Jingyun will decide when the time comes will come together.

Drinking recklessly and singing loudly, fairy birds dance and dance under the steps, drunk eyes soar to the clouds and stars, leaving the old man to drink alone.

It was night, Chen Jingyun and Wen Chen drank a lot, and said goodbye to Yan Fushui and the others with the help of wine, and then laughed a long laugh and stepped on the galaxy at the same time as Ji Yanlan, and then photographed Su Ningbi's mother and daughter in mid-air, four people As a streamer, it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Funiu Mountain is surrounded by smoke and clouds. It was originally an ordinary hill, but under the continuous operation of the underground spirit gathering formation, it actually has a trace of the demeanor of an independent fairy family. What the southern martial arts ancestral home should look like.

When the rooster crows, all the old and young in the village wake up sitting cross-legged in samadhi, walk out of the room with stretched muscles and bones, exhale the turbid air from the inner organs, and then inhale the fresh spiritual mist into the chest and lungs.

Aunt Cheng has a respected status in the village, and she is in charge of eating and drinking for the whole village by herself. Even the village official Chai Lao dare to give her some noodles, so as not to offend her.

Nothing else, still boiled meat in a big pot. After years of specialization, Aunt Cheng's skill of cooking meat has reached the peak. Even the head chef in the palace was sent by Ji Huan to learn from it.

It is said that the head chef only took a sip of the broth that Aunt Cheng gave him as alms, and was immediately overwhelmed by the taste in it. He even insisted on worshiping Aunt Cheng as his teacher.

What is Aunt Cheng's identity?As the mother of the Great Master Cheng Panshi, how could she accept an eggless eunuch as her apprentice?If this is spread out, won't it be laughed at by the villagers from all over the world?

However, it was a bit pitiful to think that Ji's elder brother, as the emperor, could not eat a good bite of meat, so he evened out a pot of old soup that had been boiled for several years, and asked Chai Erdan to send it to the palace in person.

After all, Niujia Village is not less than ten thousand miles away from Shangjing, if the head chef of the royal family waits for the soup to be brought back, the soup will probably go bad halfway.

Under the spiritual energy, the three huge pots lined up in a row had already begun to emit a strong smell of meat, which made a few impatient urchins salivate.

Seeing the greedy faces of the boys, Aunt Cheng couldn't help being complacent, not knowing that someone would challenge her as the head chef soon.

Tu Shanqian brought Baby Tu Shan to the dining hall in the village early, and all the villagers were affectionate to the grandpa and grandson, greeted them loudly, and then looked for their seats.

The two of them, grandpa and grandson, have tasted all the delicacies in the past six months, and even ate the big banquet in the palace more than once, but they still think that the food in Niujia Village is the most palatable.

Tu Shanqian did not agree with the cultivation atmosphere on and off Mount Funiu at the beginning, thinking that all the old and young in the village were forced to practice, which was a bit difficult for others.

Besides, Xianyun Temple should not spread the core skills too widely, otherwise, if a few scum appear among the villagers, it will be a disaster for the people.

However, after getting along for a period of time, Tu Shanqian also learned about the relationship between Chen Jingyun's master and apprentice and Niujia Village from the simple old people in the village, and also knew the method of Xianyun Temple to control the warriors in the world. Sigh: "One person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!"

Because of the skills, Tu Shanqian's grandfather and grandson were not afraid of the erosion of Tiannan's spiritual power, so they settled down with peace of mind. First, they waited to pay homage to the mountain lord, and second, they became interested in the "Preaching Monument" on the top of the back mountain. .

On that day, Nie Wanniang just took the two of them to look at the five-color stone tablet from a distance, and then threw Tu Shanqian's admiring body to the ground. After frantically pinching her hands, she decided that her grandson's chance was on this stone tablet.

However, Nie Wanniang made it clear, saying that this missionary tablet is a treasure inherited from Xianyun Temple. When the stele was cast, the master issued a strict order that non-Xianyun Temple's direct disciples are not allowed to study it.

There was nothing Tu Shanqian could do about it, he and his grandson were just guests, and he naturally understood the principle of doing whatever he wanted, so he had to wait until Chen Jingyun returned before thinking of a solution.

Baby Tu Shan is really living a comfortable life these days, a boy who was originally a little skinny, but in just over half a year, he turned into a fat man, and he has been on a par with Chai Fei.

Tu Shanqian is happy to see the success of this, thinking that this is what a young man should look like. His grandson has been eating and drinking with him all these years. Although his cultivation has improved a lot, he has also suffered too much.

The large piece of lean meat is very chewy in the mouth, and the taste is even better. Baby Tu Shan ate three bowls in a row, and drank another bowl of broth, before putting down the big bowl reluctantly.

Then he wiped his mouth contentedly, greeted his grandfather, and ran towards the back mountain. He had already made an appointment with Chai Fei yesterday, and today the two of them will have a big fight!
(End of this chapter)