Taoist chanting

Chapter 515
The two walked around the Xinjian Mountain, and Zhu Xun pointed the topic in the direction of Yang Shuilan.

Zhang Wenfeng understood the meaning, and said with a smile: "I once invited Yang Shuilan to join, but she clearly refused. Five hundred years ago, she was killed at the hands of our senior Da'an Chaoyu Master, and she still couldn't let it go. When we met a few days ago, She asked me to help her maid, Qing Ni, get a Da'an Dynasty identity, so that she can come and go to the Fairy Temple, Daoist Zhu, look..."

Zhu Xun laughed heartily, and said, "It must be no problem, Guanzhu Zhang has a heart, thank you!"

Dealing with a smart person like Zhang Guanzhu, who is good at handling things and can stand on his feet, is relaxing and pleasant.

His errand this time was half done.

Zhu Xun spread out a piece of special talisman paper in the air, took out a brush and wrote a few lines, and covered the official seal with the bell.

Zhang Wenfeng bowed his hands and said a few words of humility. With the handwritten order of the celestial master Zhu Xun, there is no problem with Qing Ni's identity. When he goes to Zhoucheng to apply for the corresponding official status, he doesn't need to go to the trouble of selling favors. Instead, he can get a big favor.

Zhu Xun put away his belongings and walked west along the stream, no longer hiding them, and said straight to the point: "I want to meet and chat with Yang Shuilan, if it's convenient for Guanzhu Zhang, please contact her for me, she can choose the location.

It is inconvenient for us to develop power in the ups and downs of the mountains, so as not to cause a fierce backlash from the monsters. We want to maintain some form of cooperation with Yang Shuilan. We only need to borrow her name and don't need her to take the risk of facing the monsters. The rewards are definitely rich. Help me Find out what she means. "

Zhang Wenfeng nodded in response: "No problem, I will make a trip in the next few days to discuss this matter with Yang Shuilan."

After talking for a while, Zhu Xun didn't stay long, and left with his hands up.

After sending Zhu Xun away, Zhang Wenfeng came to Houshan and knocked on the door of the cave of Tu Kun who helped him refine the flying sword.

Tu Kun was dressed in earthy yellow vigor, and there was a bright light hovering back and forth between his hands.

The light is slow and fast, shapeless, and cold.

He was using a special method to refine the Flying Void Sword, and it was just a few critical days, and it was inconvenient for him to show up when Zhu Xun came to visit.

The temple master simply doesn't regard the Void Transformation Flying Sword that he worked so hard to refine as a treasure, and two handles exploded before and after. If it weren't for the high-quality Xuanlin gold liquid that is the main material, he would feel distressed and heartbroken, calling the temple master a "prodigal son" "Are.

This time, a batch of black crystal materials was collected in Zhenlong Cave, which is more than enough to refine ten flying swords.

Now that he has advanced to the fourth rank, the demon power has become purer, and the quality of the refined Void Transformation Flying Sword is even better. He really doubts whether the master has come up with this idea?

Zhang Wenfeng admired the forging techniques of the soil protector for a moment, and slowly explained the purpose of Zhu Xun's visit.

He felt that Zhu Xun was not just meeting Yang Shuilan to form an alliance, but the interests involved in it must be very amazing. Before the time came, Zhu Xun would not reveal anything to him.

Tu Kun didn't stagnate in his hands, and pondered: "You can throw the question to Yang Shuilan. After all, she has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, and she looks at things from a different angle. Besides, her understanding of the ups and downs of the mountains is beyond our comparison. Now that she has the trust , she will definitely do some investigation on the ups and downs of the mountains, whether she agrees or not, she is not with us."

"That's the reason. I'll take a trip to the Liuzhi River tomorrow."

Zhang Wenfeng stood for a while, chatted for a while, then opened the door and left.

The next day, Yue Anyan, who helped the head of the mountain with some chores, took Zhu Xun's warrant and flew to the state city with Xiao Ni'er and Shan Badger.

Hua Fenglan and another green weaver girl, Jingmei, stayed at home with Hu Qiang'er.

Without the fearless big sister leading the team, how could they play wantonly?
Hu Qiang'er, who had a good time playing and happy, always felt that the master looked at him and smiled a little, which made his heart shudder. After Xiao Ni'er went back, the master would not ask him to settle the score with Qiu Hou, right?
These days he was just playing and didn't do any serious work. It just so happened that it was autumn, not far from the end of autumn.

He didn't have the courage to run away from home like Xiao Ni'er boasted, and just thinking about wandering outside alone felt terrible.

He has thin skin and tender flesh, I heard that there are bad guys, just like this one...

dare not think, dare not think.

Zhang Wenfeng ran up and down the Liuzhi River quietly, conveying Zhu Xun's thoughts, including his concerns, and returning to the Taoist temple in the dark, Yang Shuilan had to think about it for a while before replying.

It is easy to live a peaceful and happy life with calm weather.

Yue Anyan kept the wild girl Xiao Ni'er by her side, and was only allowed to play for half a day every day, and followed her to do things and practice kung fu during the rest of the time.

Xiao Ni'er, who shouted fiercely in private that she was going to run away from home, knew how to flatter her grandma better than anyone else, and turned around and directed a group of stunned friends around to help her with work.

How can there be any reason why the eldest sister suffers and the younger ones watch the fun?
Zhang Wenfeng spends his days leisurely cultivating Taoism, practicing swords, or serving spirit plants. The shop helped him collect two kinds of spirit vine seeds that are tougher than thorn-hook wire vines, namely mountain tendon spirit vine and sapphire wisteria. There are a few seeds left on hand for later use.

Most of the time, the Lord of the Temple holds the broken bronze sword and walks along the stream and forest.

He used yuan qi and natal sword qi to nourish the remnant sword, and communicated with the little spirituality left in the bronze sword itself.

Day after day, raise the sword with your heart.

Unexpectedly, the mid-autumn festival came, the Taoist temple was released for two days to rest, the construction site was suspended, and the disciples went out in twos and threes.

At noon, Zhang Xuanyan, who went to Yueya Lake in Jingzhou to perform a mission for half a year, brought a flower girl with big eyes and a timid expression, Qian Jing, to the turning road in front of the archway of the mountain gate.

Zhang Guanzhu seemed to be passing by, with a warm smile, and the navy blue Taoist robe was shining in the sun, and he went forward: "You guys are back, why are you still standing there, come in."

Zhang Xuanyan hurriedly clapped her hands and saluted. The temple master is a fairy-like existence in Xianling Temple. According to her seniority, she should be called Zhang Guanzhu "family uncle". She is a relative of Wufu. Taking the initiative to speak, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare to make a mistake because I'm worried about making a mistake, but the worship of the temple master is no less than that girl Shui Qingru.

As for the task that the host personally named her to carry out, she was meticulous, lived and slept in the open, and suffered a lot, and finally completed it satisfactorily.

The flower girl already knew that the slender Taoist priest with a crown-like face in front of her was the master of the great sect of the Da'an Dynasty.

She was actually quite disturbed, wondering why this immortal temple master who bought her a bouquet of moon shadow flowers fell in love with her who didn't even want the Moon Crow Temple?She is not a genius in cultivation. In the year after Moon Crow Temple, what she heard the most were "rotten wood cannot be carved", "wasting resources" and other words that made her sad.

She didn't want to miss the opportunity, and was worried that Guanzhu Zhang would be unfavorable to her. Under Xuanyan's sister's repeated enlightenment, she hesitated for a long time, said goodbye to her parents, and made up her mind to embark on the journey.

Now that she faced it for real, she was too scared to look directly at her, and her voice was like a mosquito calling someone.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled as usual, and said: "Xuanyan has worked hard! From now on, Qian Jing will live with you, and she is far away from home. You should take care of the new Qian Jing."

When Zhang Xuanyan heard the host call her "Xuanyan" instead of her full name, her joy was indescribable, and she hurriedly bowed her hands in response: "Don't worry, the host, I will take good care of Qian Jing, so that she will not be wronged."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded approvingly, then looked at the little flower girl who was about to hide behind Zhang Xuanyan, and said with a smile: "Qian Jing, happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Welcome to Xianling Temple! From now on, this is your second home !"

Zhang Xuanyan stretched out her hand quietly, and pushed the little girl who usually looked pretty smart.

The viewer is really kind to Qian Jing.

"Thank you... Thank you, the Lord."

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(I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival! All the best!)

(End of this chapter)