Chapter 932 Tang Guangjun returns to her natal home
"What's going on?" Lin Zhao asked.
"grown ups……"
Zhi Zhi said softly: "It's okay."
Lin Wanhua raised her sword and said: "I had a few kendo sparring matches with Gao Zhi, and I didn't hold back my attack a little bit, so I hurt her. I'm sorry, Lin Zhao, I hurt your person."
"oh……"
Lin Zhao nodded.
Lin Wanhua's sword intent suddenly increased a bit, and she meant, "Zhi Zhi is yours, what about me? Why don't you ask me if I'm injured?"
"Miss Lin, are you not injured?"
Lin Zhao suddenly asked.
Immediately, Lin Wanhua panicked: "No...it's okay, I won."
"That's good."
Lin Zhaodao: "Otherwise, it would be unjustifiable for our mountain top garden to come to Fusu Great Wall to borrow the sword tomb and hurt Miss Lin."
"Yeah..." Lin Wanhua smiled and nodded.
"杞栀."
Lin Zhao looked at Zhi Zhi: "Is it okay? If possible, we can go back to the mountain top."
"Well, come back."
Zhi Zhi stood up, raised a sword light, and took Lin Zhao back to the snowy Tianchi. In the sword light, Lin Zhao cupped his fists at Lin Wanhua to say goodbye, and Lin Wanhua smiled and responded with a fist cup salute.
…
Mountain top garden, early morning.
At the small table outside Tian Tian Ju, two children, Zhang Luobai and Zhuang Yirong, were drinking spiritual rice porridge. Lin Zhao came back early and filled a bowl. After drinking with the two children, they discovered that
After eating a bowl of spiritual rice porridge, my mental recovery accelerated!
It’s really good stuff!
"Winter hiding."
He immediately raised his head and said, "From now on, give me a bowl of spiritual rice porridge every day."
"ah?"
Dongzang was surprised and said: "Didn't the young master say that this spiritual rice porridge is only for the younger generation of the Mountain Villa?"
"That's what it says."
Lin Zhao crossed his arms and said calmly: "Hasn't Mountain Top Villa already gone to the Five Realms all over the place? Even Dong Zang, you have already returned to the True Realm, and I am only in the Fifth Realm, so...
Is it not too much for me to drink a bowl of spiritual rice porridge every day?"
Dongzang smiled and said: "Not too much, not too much~~~"
Liu Liying smiled lightly at Li Duo, but did not complain about her young master.
"Master!"
Zhang Luobai licked a few grains of rice on the edge of the bowl and said, "Master, has he only reached the fifth realm? I always thought that master has already reached the thirteenth realm..."
"Don't worry, it will happen."
Lin Zhao rubbed his little head and said with a smile: "Which pot is not being opened? Are you full? If you are full, hurry up and roll down the mountain to the academy."
"Yes, Master!"
The naughty boy rushed into the living room, grabbed two book bags, threw one to Zhuang Yirong and said: "Zhuang Yirong, let's see who can rush down the mountain faster!"
"I'm afraid of you!"
The little girl stood up and ran straight to the mountain road.
"Humph, stupid girl!"
Zhang Luobai grinned and swept across the lotus pond, taking a shortcut. However, when he stepped on the lotus leaves and passed by, his body staggered and he almost fell over. In the distance, Tong Yuzhen was holding a sword in the wind.
Mouth chuckle.
Looking at Lin Zhao and Zhi Zhi from a distance, they also had smiles on their faces.
…
Not long after, a sloppy man went up the mountain. It was Tang Guangjun, carrying a fairy sword to the sky.
"Mountain Master."
Tang Guangjun clasped his fists respectfully.
"Tang Guangjun, what's wrong?" Lin Zhao asked.
"Yes."
Tang Guangjun said in a deep voice: "In recent days, Tang Guangjun has touched the bottleneck of the Twelve Realms many times, and even had a few glimpses of the threshold of the Thirteenth Realm. However, his state of mind is still a lot worse, so he wants to ask the mountain master for a lie.
day."
He frowned and said: "I want to return to the ancestral home of the military family to pay homage to my master Li Xin. After all, Tang Guangjun's knot in his heart is still that of an old man. If this knot in his heart cannot be opened, I am afraid that Tang Guangjun will be in trouble for the rest of his life."
We can no longer reach the Thirteenth Realm."
"knew."
Lin Zhao nodded: "Go ahead, this is a good fake."
"Yes, thank you Mountain Master!"
Tang Guangjun looked delighted: "Then I...will go down the mountain?"
"Don't worry."
Lin Zhaodao: "When you go back to worship Master, don't you prepare some sacrifices first?"
For a moment, Tang Guangjun's eyes lit up, and then he scratched his head obediently, as if he was hesitant to speak.
"Okay, okay."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Stop being pretentious and tell me, what are your requirements?"
"Um."
Tang Guangjun said in a deep voice: "To be honest with the mountain master, my master has always been a man of pure heart and few desires. After joining the ancestral family of the military family, although he was ranked among the seventy-two generals due to his military exploits,...but in fact he only accepted offerings and ate food.
It’s just a mouthful of raw and cold food from the human world, I’ve never eaten anything truly delicious in my life.”
He coyly said with a smile: "Tang Guangjun thought that he had eaten a lot of delicacies from all over the world during his travels in the world, but only the white fish soup made by the mountain master, the braised snakehead made by Dongzang sister, and so on.
The roasted pork with bamboo shoots is the most suitable to Tang Guangjun’s appetite. My old man must have never tasted such delicious food in his life..."
"knew."
Lin Zhao stood up and said with a smile: "Dong Zang, prepare the ingredients, white fish soup, braised snakehead, roasted pork with bamboo shoots, plus a bowl of white rice made from Lingmi, and prepare them all for Tang Guangjun."
"Yes, sir!"
Dongzang smiled and nodded.
Lin Zhao went to the fish guard to get white fish and pond snakehead, while Liu Liying drifted away and picked onions, garlic, peppers and other condiments in the vegetable garden on the north side of the natural residence. Soon after, the fire was lit again in the kitchen,
The familiar aroma of fish soup comes out.
Tang Guangjun knelt on one knee dozens of meters away from the kitchen, with a very respectful expression. This was the delicious food he begged for the old man. The mountain owner and Dongzang had to go through a lot of trouble, and they must be in debt.
What's more, who is the mountain master? His status is too high. He is the junior brother of Bing Sheng Ding Muchen and the direct disciple of that one. Even though the old man is one of the seventy-two generals of the Bing Jia Martial Temple, he is actually not qualified to let Lin Zhao cook.
Gourmet.
Soon after, a large bowl of fish soup, a bowl of braised snakehead, roasted pork with bamboo shoots, and a bowl of fragrant rice were all ready. Dong Zang prepared a basket, packed them all, and handed them to Tang Guangjun.
Tang Guangjun carefully protected the basket with a sword, then put it into a personal storage bag, then clasped his fists and said, "Mountain Master, then I'm leaving?"
"Go on, go early and come back early. Remember that you are from the Shantou Villa. Don't fight with others in the ancestral home of the military family."
"yes!"
…
At the end of heaven and earth, the ancestral home of the military strategist.
In the gap between the upper world and the lower world, a divine court stands in the ethereal land between the mountains.
A ray of sword light flew from the bottom of the mountain and fell outside the gate of the ancestral court of the military family. It condensed into Tang Guangjun's figure in a shabby short shirt. He carried a sword behind his back.
A military strategist and a ranger.
"Yo!"
Outside the ancestral court of the military strategist, four military monks of the eleventh realm were guarding the gate. One of them, a bearded man, grinned: "Who has such a strong sword intention? It turns out that Tang Guangjun, the great swordsman, is back?"
"Haha~~~"
Another young military strategist went to the Fifth Realm and said with a smile: "Tang Jianxian, I heard that you were sent to the Snowy Tianchi to guard the gate by the Master of Soldiers. How about it? How does it feel to be the gate guard under Lin Baiyi's command? Tsk tsk, you are in the twelfth realm.
A military swordsman must be highly respected, right?"
Tang Guangjun grinned and seemed not to have listened to the ridicule of these people at all. He clasped his fists and said: "Oh, I'm just working for others, isn't this... A wanderer returns home, and now I, Tang Guangjun, rarely go back to my parents' home. I don't have anything else to do.
I’ll pay my respects to my old man at the back of the Martial Temple, and hope that my elder brothers will let him go.”
"snort!"
The bearded man did not create too much trouble in the fifth realm. Tang Guangjun's speaking posture in front of him was completely different from before. Otherwise, he, a peak sword cultivator in the twelfth realm, would probably have grown eyesight when he saw the gatekeepers in the eleventh realm.
With his head above his head, he didn't pay any attention to it and would only shout: "Open the door quickly to avoid making a mistake!"
In a sense, this guy has learned a lesson now.
"OK!"
The bearded man flicked his palm and lifted a corner of the barrier to let Tang Guangjun enter.
"Thanks!"
Before Tang Guangjun entered the door, he raised his hand and flicked it. Four rays of light shot out from his hand and fell into the hands of the four gatekeepers. They turned out to be a handful of tea dumplings wrapped in oil paper. They might even have been freshly cooked and still hot.
Tang Guangjun stepped into the door with one foot, leaned back, exposed his head and looked at the four people, and said with a smile: "Our snacks in the snowy Tianchi, Zhangjia Tea Cuisine, are the best in the world, and they are still hot. I bought some for everyone to try.
"
In fact, this was a rare occasion for Tang Guangjun to spend money to buy something in the snowy Tianchi. In order to resolve the already stalemate relationship with the military ancestral family, he spent a lot of money. You must know that he, the last minister, does not get a salary.
, I have been working for free, and at most I just send some materials to help the poor during the holidays and winter holidays.
Outside the door, the four military strategists looked at each other in disbelief. None of them thought that they would be able to eat Tang Guangjun's food in this life. For a moment, their hearts began to waver.
"Boss, is it poisonous?"
"It's okay, the fourth child will eat first."
…
The Martial Arts Temple is a place where military strategists and sages from past dynasties worshiped.
Tang Guangjun, hunchbacked and carrying a sword on his back, looked inconspicuous. He was about to bypass the martial arts temple and go straight to the back mountain. But at this moment, a figure came out of the martial arts temple, dressed in white and carrying a sword on his back.
The sword, with its golden radiance of the Holy Path, is none other than Han Xin, one of the Four Military Saints.
"Huh?"
Han Xin looked down at Tang Guangjun and said with a smile, "Back?"
"yes."
Tang Guangjun clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Tang Guangjun is here to see Master Bingxian... Come back to pay homage to the old man."
"Has the prodigal son turned back? Has he gotten over eating shit?" Han Xin asked with a smile.
"well……"
The soldier fairy was still so mean when he spoke, but Tang Guangjun was not angry at all. He even felt that what he said was very reasonable. He still clasped his fists and said respectfully: "I did something wrong when I was young and frivolous. Now it's too late to regret..."
"You, Tang Guangjun, have practiced cultivation for thousands of years, but you still have the nerve to say that you are young and frivolous?"
As he said that, Han Xin suddenly sniffed his nose and smelled a refreshing aroma of food. Just smelling the smell made him feel a little lingering. He frowned: "What is hidden in the storage bag?"
"ah!?"
Tang Guangjun was completely stunned: "Can you smell the aroma of vegetables through the storage bag?"
