I took off the worn and tattered Taoist robes on my back, took out a new set of robes from the storage vase, put them on, and meditated until dawn.
In the morning, I completed my homework of chanting sutras and etiquette in the secret room, and then went out to fetch water and wash myself.
There was a dazzling sunflower in the eastern sky, which sprinkled down on the earth, adding a bit of vitality to the wilderness. Zhang Wenfeng withdrew his gaze and called the donkey who walked out to have breakfast.
"I have lost my appearance, Master."
The donkey was a little depressed and muttered.
Zhang Wenfeng stopped, looked carefully at the claw mark wound on the donkey's face, and said, "The wound is not deep. Yun Qiuhe helped you apply healing powder last night, so it won't leave any obvious scars."
Walking towards the east side of the mountain, he said in a seemingly plain tone some words of encouragement that were particularly useful for donkeys:
"All the battle scars on your body are honors worth showing off in the future. They are the iron-blooded growth process of men and add to your toughness. Are you still worried that you can't find a female donkey?"
"Ah uh!"
The donkey's long ears made him stand up suddenly. Then he thought about it, and it seemed to make sense.
The scars on the cheeks seem to add to its masculine charm and evil aura.
Howling happily, Pidianpidian followed the footsteps of the master and ran toward the dining hall, mumbling that when he got back, he would have to practice the thunder cleansing technique hard. Six times was not enough, so he had to temper his body for sixty years.
Once, even a hundred times.
It wants to train its body to be even more powerful than that gold-swallowing monster gorilla, invulnerable to weapons and weapons, capable of thunder and lightning, and to make its enemies daunted. It wants to be a donkey hero, but after all, it is still a little afraid of pain.
After breakfast, the donkey was full of enthusiasm and went to practice martial arts by galloping around in circles under the mountain.
Zhang Wenfeng returned to the secret room of his residence, continued to meditate and adjust his breath, repaired the shock damage to his internal organs, and restored the consumed cultivation energy.
It takes three days for his various magical powers to slowly recover to the point where they can be used.
When it was almost dusk, the other cities came knocking on the door and asked him to go to the top of the mountain.
Gao Yi, Yi Weishu, and Mo Qingyu met Zhang Wenfeng in a room on the side of the stone hall.
After greeting each other, Gao Yi gestured to sit down and said: "We have reached a preliminary agreement with the demon clan. The entire boundary from Gui Zailing to Ye Tugou in the south will be assigned to our Da'an Dynasty. Most of the original three-tailed demon fox tribe's territory, all
It belongs to the Monster Clan. The two parties will formally sign the agreement tomorrow, stamp it with the official seal, and the boundary demarcation will be completed before May 3rd."
Zhang Wenfeng was a little surprised. He shouldn't be the one to discuss such a big matter, right?
He did not expect that the important matter of opening up the territory and expanding the territory would be decided with ease by the three monks of the Freedom Realm and the two great demons of the third level on both sides. It was so smooth that it was surprisingly smooth. There was no need to bargain for a few rounds. Wasn't it necessary to fight for every inch of land?
Mo Qingyu saw the doubts of the young Taoist priest and said with a smile: "It's not as complicated as you think. The demon clan is different from our Da'an Dynasty. Their territory is composed of tribes. They often annex each other, and the three-tailed demon fox tribe loses its power.
Almost all of them are gone. Those big tribes covet the territory of the Three-tailed Demonic Fox Tribe, and we have taken in the leader of the Three-tailed Demonic Fox Tribe, so this is a deal that is beneficial to both parties.
They are eager to exchange ghosts for occupying the Gui Zailing area for more than 1,500 years, in exchange for the nominal occupation of the Three-tailed Demon Fox Tribe's territory. It's that simple, and they don't lose anything. The existence of Gui Zai Ridge will do them no harm at all.
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Zhang Wenfeng understood that it was the three-tailed demon fox tribe represented by Xin Yue who suffered the loss, while other parties made huge profits.
The weak eats the strong, which is vividly reflected.
He asked: "Has that Xin Yue... been sent back to the demon clan?"
Jiu Ming entrusted him with something to give to the remaining fox demon clan leader of the three-tailed demon fox tribe. For Bai Wuchang's sake, he would do whatever it takes. If Xin Yue and another fox had been sent to the demon clan, and it wasn't meat buns beating
Dogs never come back?
Where can he go to find the fox demon to fulfill Bai Wuchang's mission?
"Xin Yue is a smart fox demon who is very aware of current affairs. She used that territory to save her and her companion Xin Xing's lives. We will not do anything to burn bridges across the river. We will temporarily place her in the base until the matter here is over.
Just find a piece of land for them to live in peace and quiet, and it will also set an example for our Da'an Dynasty to join the demon tribe generously."
Gao Yi briefly explained a few words and asked: "I heard from Xin Yue, do you have a friendship?"
Zhang Wenfeng was so angry that he almost exposed the swindling vixen on the spot. There was a far-fetched friendship between them, and they had a fight the first time they met. After thinking about it, he laughed and said, "We have met a few times, but we are not very familiar with each other.
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I'm not very familiar with it, but the scope is relatively broad.
The enemy also fell into the category of unfamiliarity. He just kept a thin line in his behavior and did not say anything to death.
Gao Yi nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and got down to business: "The demon tribe is really eager to send away the hot potato of Guiziling. Their tribes are not willing to spend energy and lives to deal with the ghosts that have been around for many years, so they created the three-tailed demon fox tribe."
Isolated and helpless, Xin Yue could only come to the human race to lobby for help.
The reason why Da'an Dynasty agreed to contribute was because Guiziling was restless and disturbed the tranquility of several border counties.
I heard from other cities, Cen Sanlin and others have said that your salvation technique is special. We would like to ask you to open an altar to practice it, and work together with six other monks who are proficient in salvation to reduce our losses in capturing Guiziling.
What do you think about completely solving the ghost problem in the ancient battlefield?"
Zhang Wenfeng finally knew some of the inside story. He thought it was because Xin Yue was so proud that he could persuade the Nanjiang Prefecture Daolu Branch to call him to help. It turned out to be this, that fox liar.
"Your Majesty, you are welcome. I will do my best to cooperate with you in exterminating ghosts!"
After the Zheng agreement was signed and Guizailing became the territory of the Da'an Dynasty, he would no longer have to violate any taboos by going to practice salvation. It was a legitimate thing and could not be considered as crossing the line.
He was wondering in his mind that for helping to catch a big fish as big as Nine Lives, the underworld didn't seem to reward him with any merit?
If not for the last sentence of his "Tao Jing", why has it not been perfected for so long?
If you open an altar near Guizailing, you will definitely earn a lot of merit.
This was a gift that was delivered to your door, killing two birds with one stone. Why did he refuse?
I just don't understand why the three adults are so polite to him and why he doesn't run fast even after giving orders. Is it because...Bai Wuchang is talking to him?
"Very good. You've had a good rest these past few days to recuperate your energy. You don't have to go on any missions at night. What items are needed to open the altar? You can talk to Zhubicheng. It's best to make preparations before May 3rd."
"Yes, I understand, I will resign!"
Zhang Wenfeng returned to the mountainside and communicated the matter with Yun Qiuhe who was out for a walk, letting her know that the mission of their group had changed.
Yun Qiuhe thought for a moment and then suggested through a message: "Since the matter is serious, why not ask Cen Sanlin to protect you together?"
She was worried that she wouldn't be able to take care of him by herself and would ruin Guanzhu Zhang's mission to save ghosts.
"I think so too."
"Don't you still lack the eight-hundred-year-old peach tree sticks and spiritual energy stones to decorate the altar?"
Yun Qiuhe blinked his eyes and reminded him, why should he be polite to a large sect at this time? Take action when it's time to take action.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and nodded. The more spiritual peach tree sticks he had, the better: "I'll sort out the items I need, and I'll talk to fellow Taoists later."
"I happened to be free. I went to say hello to Cen Sanlin. You are busy with your work. Oh, by the way, Cen Sanlin and I have already reported our achievements last night. He harvested the spoils into materials and divided them into three parts.
, including the half of the five-foot-long meteorite metal stick, let’s meet sometime, Cen Sanlin said to let you choose first.”
"That's almost it. You can just bring it to me later. It doesn't have to be so troublesome."
"That's what I told him too."
Yun Qiuhe smiled and walked west. She was willing to run errands for Zhang Guanzhu, who was generous and capable.
Zhang Wenfeng went back to the secret room of his residence, took out a pen and paper, and drew a "Ghost Locking Formation". It was the last formation method for dealing with ghosts that he was familiar with in his previous life, except for the "Ghost Expelling and Evil Repelling Formation" and the "Vajra Wall".
Think about it, calculate the items you need, and record them.
He planned to try setting up a small formation in the wilderness tomorrow night to test the effect.
Returning from his residence in Zhubi City in the evening, Zhang Wenfeng was in front of the cave gate and was surprised to see a graceful woman in a white dress wandering around. A donkey blocked the door, preventing guests from entering.
"I've met Guanzhu Zhang! Xin Yue came to thank you for your help last time."
The one who came was the fox demon Xin Yue, with a pair of blue eyes that exuded a magical light like gems. She bowed down and bowed.
"Fellow Taoist, there's no need to be polite. It's just a little effort. Is there anything else you can do?"
Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists in return and asked quietly, his expression indifferent.
He didn't want to get involved with the fox demon. This woman was a scourge, and she had gotten involved with the master who climbed along the pole. He was thinking about when to put the bottle Bai Wuchang put into his sleeve through the air and give it to the current clan leader of the three-tailed demon fox tribe.
Xin Yue?
The fox demon took refuge in the Da'an Dynasty, and the trouble of killing himself was completely solved.
He could not rush to complete the entrustment, especially now that he was out of town and it was a very sensitive time. He did not want to get confused with the fox demon.
The woman's stunning face was covered with a layer of green gauze, her brows and eyes were lively, and she said with a smile: "Master Zhang, won't you invite me in to sit down?"
Breathing out like a blue, he tilted his head and said: "In the past, when the little girl had something to offend, I asked Lord Guanzhu Zhang to forgive me. I have a deal that I want to discuss with Guanzhu Zhang. Instead of taking advantage of those stupid, ugly and greedy guys from the demon clan, it is better to exchange
These are benefits that both you and I need. Why would Zhang Guanzhu refuse people thousands of miles away like this?"
Zhang Wenfeng was silent.
Talk about a hammer, he and this fox don't have to talk.