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Chapter 277 The Unreasonable Man

Coming out of Xie Hufa's office yard, Zhang Wenfeng went to the Guanfeng Courtyard to the north, asking to find Yun Qiuhe's house.

Yun Qiuhe, who was writing something at his desk, heard a knock on the door, and raised his heroic eyebrows like a narrow knife.

During this period of time, an annoying idler often came to disturb her, which annoyed her very much. When she looked up, she met a pair of smiling eyes, which made her a little dazed.

"I came to the city from the countryside all the way, don't say I don't know you."

Zhang Wenfeng withdrew his fingers from knocking on the door frame, stepped over the threshold and entered the door, joking, walked to the coffee table and sat down politely, knocked on the table and said with a smile: "Good tea is here for you."

Yun Qiuhe put down the brush with blinking eyes and a smile, took out a bamboo jar of tea from the drawer of the desk, walked over and asked with a smile, "Have you been to Xie Hufa's place?" What a blessing, I went back to the sect a few days ago to get two taels of spiritual tea."

"I just came out of the guardian court, and I found you here to fight the autumn wind."

Zhang Wenfeng picked up the bamboo jar, opened the lid and sniffed it. The spiritual scent was long and unique. He quickly closed the lid and said with a smile, "I'll go to the shop on Fangshi Street later to see if there are any spiritual tea seeds for sale?"

Yun Qiuhe asked in a low voice: "Did the batch of 'rare' spiritual plant seeds you bought from the stall in Fangshi last time germinate?"

"The seeds are still warming up. From the beginning of next month to the spring of next year, they will start to cultivate and emerge one after another. Why, do you have a way to get the seeds of spiritual tea?"

Zhang Wenfeng is a tea drinker, this habit existed in his previous life, so he asked closer.

Yun Qiuhe laughed softly and said, "Don't get me wrong. I haven't been able to produce seeds in the past two years. The Zongmen is too strict. I should be able to find a way in two or three years. I guess you don't want to wait too long. You should go to Fangshi Street and find the cultivator who sold the seeds at the street stall last time. You bid a high price. He has a lot of connections. I heard that there are ways to get low-quality spirit tea seeds. I can’t guarantee that the seedlings can be cultivated, but it is still a way. Depends on how you talk to him..."

The two of them put their heads together and whispered.

There was a "cough" outside the door, and someone knocked on the door and walked in.

"Junior Sister Qiuhe has guests."

When Yun Qiuhe heard the voice, his smiling face immediately disappeared, and he wanted to hide the bamboo pot of spiritual tea. She was willing to share good things with Guanzhu Zhang, but it didn't mean she was grand enough to entertain anyone with spiritual tea.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that half of his acquaintances walked in, stood up and said with a smile, "I've met fellow Daoist Shen."

It was Shen Si who met last year, Wu Ganping's Junior Brother Sao Bao who likes to wear white robes and short gauze hats. He once "praise him" in front of He Guangjun for his excellent swordsmanship, which attracted He Guangjun to come to challenge him.

He glanced over the dark gold identity badge hanging on the waist of Pensive, and then he was dumbfounded. This guy is one of the three Keqing supervisors in Zhoucheng, and he has become a serious colleague with him.

Shen Si didn't expect to meet Zhang Wenfeng here, and was quite surprised.

He had heard about Zhang Guanzhu's almost miraculous rise in the past six months, his record was brilliant, and he became the number one person in the Da'an Dynasty. I’ve met Guanzhu Zhang! It’s a rare visitor, we haven’t seen each other for a long time, today Shen is hosting a banquet at Tianqing Restaurant to cleanse Guanzhu Zhang, please do your best to move!”

It seems that the two are very friendly.

In fact, the two met three times last year, without a word of conversation.

At that time, Zhang Wenfeng had just broken through and entered the Qi Transformation Realm, and the identities of the two were very different.

With a contemplative heart that is proud and arrogant, how can you pay attention to the little master of the Taoist temple in the countryside?

"Shen Daoyou is polite, Guanzhu Zhang is my guest, so I will entertain him."

Yun Qiuhe said so on purpose.

She doesn't like the entanglement of contemplation very much, and she refuses countless times openly and secretly. This guy has a thick skin, and he doesn't know how to retreat. She has scruples about the youngest son of Shen Shixiong, a monk in Tianlou Freedom Realm.

If she had known this, she should have chosen to return to Qizhou's position. If she didn't meet with him, she wouldn't have such troubles.

"All the same, all the same."

Thinking loudly, he said: "Guanzhu Zhang, I'm going to invite two more, one is Senior Brother Yun's fellow disciple, and the other is Senior Brother He Guangjun, don't you mind?"

Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists together: "Fellow Daoist Shen, you are polite, I should invite everyone to get together, how can I make you spend money."

Shen Si was afraid that the other party would lose face, so he deliberately brought out the two of them, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Next time Guanzhu Zhang will be the master, so let's make it so, Junior Sister Yun, let's go together."

Turn around and go out, calling for someone to go, not giving Yun Qiuhe any room to refuse.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that Yun Qiuhe was frowning and his face was full of displeasure, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it a small background?"

Based on his understanding of Yun Qiuhe, it shouldn't be such a entanglement between mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and cutting the mess quickly is in line with her temperament.

"The Shen family is an aristocratic family, and his father is a cultivator in the Freedom Realm."

Yun Qiuhe simply pointed out Shen Si's family background, and didn't want to talk more.

Zhang Wenfeng understood that he had dealt with quite a few monks in the Freedom Realm, and the status of the followers around him was much higher than that of the Freedom Realm. He didn't have the fear of ordinary monks in the Freedom Realm in his heart, and said with a smile: "If you don't like it, don't With color, you can keep people away thousands of miles away. Ten years later, you may not be in a comfortable state!"

It was because he regarded Yun Qiuhe as a friend that he said such heartfelt words.

Yun Qiuhe pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "With your auspicious words, I can achieve a comfortable state in ten years, and I will wake up from my dreams with laughter."

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said: "The layout is low, our goal is not only a comfortable environment? It can be higher."

Yun Qiuhe had a longing look on his face: "It's 'comfortable' to see through life and death. It's such a long distance. If it's higher, it's a Jindan real person. I dare not even think about it."

"You can think about it! You have to have confidence in yourself."

Of course, Zhang Wenfeng's goal on the road to immortality is not limited to the Jindan realm, he wants to transcend and become an immortal.

"Okay, I'll secretly think about it."

Yun Qiuhe smiled.

The two talked and laughed and drank a cup of tea.

As soon as the light at the door dimmed, He Guangjun barged in from the outside. He was still wearing a crumpled black Taoist robe, carrying two swords of different sizes, one black and one silver, with a blank expression on his face. By Zhang Wenfeng.

Zhang Wenfeng stood up and cupped his fists: "I have met Daoist He! Daoist, are you here?"

He Guangjun showed a trademark dry smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and said: "Your cultivation is only a level lower than mine, and you have advanced to the middle stage of Fading Realm. Presumably, your secret technique has been practiced. It is better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Let's Fight today!"

There was a sparkle in his dull and dull eyes, and his fighting spirit was blazing.

The whole figure is like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, showing its sharpness.

Yun Qiuhe had nothing to do with this sword lunatic, and said weakly, "Didn't we agree to compete at the end of the year?"

"Women go away, you don't understand men!"

He Guangjun didn't even look at Yun Qiuhe, and he just said a word, so that Yun Qiuhe almost ran away.

Staring closely at Guanzhu Zhang whose sword intent was affected, He Guangjun clasped his fists solemnly and said, "Don't hold back, let's go to the sword fighting arena and have a good fight, please!"

Turn around and go outside.

The battle between them does not require notarization.

Zhang Wenfeng was silent, and followed him out of the door.

The two stood in front of each other, and the sword intent on their bodies was slowly condensing.

An unprecedented fighting spirit formed a subtle resonance between the two.

The silver long sword on He Guangjun's back let out a deep whistling sound like a golden spear and an iron horse in the scabbard.

Yun Qiuhe watched the two walk westward as if no one was around at the door, she felt the coldness, stamped her foot, and cursed: "Crazy! Both of them are crazy!" and ran eastward quickly.

Zhang Guanzhu is usually very good at speaking, but when he is not good at speaking, then he has to get serious.

The two guys don't seem to be competing at all, they are clearly trying their best!

Men are really unreasonable!

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(End of this chapter)