"Guanzhu, why did you come here? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
At the entrance of the White Fox Fort Archway, the little fox demon Xin Xing opened the door and smiled so brightly that his eyes seemed to sparkle with stars. He let Zhang Guanzhu in, closed the door again, and was chattering incessantly.
"Last night, my sister sent me a message, saying that she would be back a few days later. Hey, Master, please tell me, what interesting things did you encounter this time when you went to the second floor of the secret place? It took such a long time.
,Sister is not injured, right?"
Zhang Wenfeng and the little fox demon walked side by side along the stream. They briefly talked about what they had seen in the forbidden area and chatted until they reached the top of the secret room mountain. They refused the little fox demon's invitation to visit the White Fox Castle for tea, even though there were foxes running around all over the mountains and plains.
Because he was alone and had only one daughter, he had to avoid suspicion.
Use the Magic Wood Bead to open the door on the wall and walk into the secret room where the cold atmosphere has been reduced by half.
There were only three mature Pileum nobilis on that small patch of land, and the others had long since withered during their growth.
Zhang Wenfeng collected the ghost head mushrooms in a wooden box. He cultivated more than 30 mushroom buds and got only one out of ten. He did not feel disappointed. He took the gains calmly and the losses indifferently. He strived for the inevitable and let nature take its course.
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Saying goodbye to the little fox demon who was guarding at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Wenfeng went out and flew east.
It was not yet noon when we rushed to the Zhoucheng Daolu branch.
After filing the complaint, he walked into the Guardian Court and met with Xie Moling. He had come to apply for leave in the first month of the year. He had been away for more than four months. When he came back, he met with his immediate superior and "showed his face" in the city to clear himself from suspicion.
After the etiquette, Zhang Wenfeng took out a blue and white parcel from the Xumi bag and said with a smile: "I just returned from outside last night. I brought you some local specialties. They are not valuable goods, so please accept them."
Place a large parcel in front of Xie Moling who is sitting behind the desk.
Xie Moling smiled and unwrapped the package and said: "It's such a big item. I want to see what kind of local product it is. Let me make it clear first. I won't accept it if it's too expensive. You kid, don't even think about going out for such a long time without even hearing from me."
I muddled through."
"No way, something happened this time and I was trapped."
"Oh, you kid can do it. You went to the demon clan's territory and went on a rampage. This is the second-level green wolf skin, this second-level gray-brown wolf skin... You won't go deep into the demon clan's territory for more than three thousand miles and run there.
You’ve got the Brown Wolf tribe’s territory, right?”
"Hey, I didn't run that far. I bumped into one on the road. I looked around and saw that there were no other monsters. I killed a few of them easily."
"You are very brave, and you are not afraid of being unable to escape. Don't take such a risk next time. Okay, I will accept the two wolf skin specialties. I understand. I see that you look a little bad. Where are the injuries?
Already?"
"A few minor injuries will heal in three or two days of training, so it doesn't matter."
"You're injured. You should go home and rest early. I won't keep you here today. By the way, you can go to the Service Institute and get your salary for a few months."
Xie Moling did not specifically ask about the details of his subordinates' treasure hunt. The superior-subordinate relationship between monks is relatively loose, and of course it is divided into people. He is optimistic about Zhang Wenfeng's future. Otherwise, if someone else gives him two second-level leathers, will he accept it?
After leaving the Nursing Court, Zhang Wenfeng went to the Service Court to receive four months' salary.
Walking to the door of Yun Qiuhe's room in Guanfeng Yuan, he knocked on the open door frame and walked in with a smile.
"Ah, when did you come back? Sit down, sit down, you've been out for four months and eight days, and you still haven't sent a message to... Yue An said she was safe, which made her worried. Let me see, um, she's not injured.
, okay, okay, okay.”
Yun Qiuhe, who has always been carefree, revealed the nagging side of her mother-in-law.
She closed the door and added charcoal to boil water to make tea.
After chatting for a while and drinking a cup of spiritual tea, Zhang Wenfeng sent a message and asked: "Fellow Taoist Yun, I want to ask you something. Do you have any masters in Xuanyun Temple who are good at refining third-level magic weapons?"
To be able to refine magic weapons, you must at least be in the realm of freedom, and you must be good at refining weapons.
The materials in his hands are hard-earned and cannot be squandered easily.
He has made many sect friends, and the one he trusts is Yun Qiuhe, so of course he asked Yun Qiuhe first.
Yun Qiuhe put down the tea cup, and she understood that Zhang Guanzhu got something good during this trip.
She frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said through the message: "The three masters of the Free Realm of Xuanyun Temple are good at refining pills and forming formations respectively. The last one's weapon refining skills, to be honest with you, still require a lot of materials to practice. If you are
Don’t be in a hurry, it’s better to wait two years.”
Zhang Wenfeng heard the other party's reminder and shook his head silently. He didn't want to wait two more years.
Yun Qiuhe saw that Zhang Guanzhu had a green bamboo sword hanging on his waist that had not been used for a long time. The jujube wood sword was missing. He bit his lip, thought about it again and again, and then sent a message: "You can ask He Guangjun, his master is a master of the realm of freedom.
He is good at refining weapons, especially swords." He added: "He Guangjun is indeed arrogant, but his character is trustworthy."
For the sake of her friends, she pushed her door-to-door business to other places.
Zhang Wenfeng bowed his hand, and when he wanted to refine Fuyao fruit into elixir in the future, he would look for Yun Qiuhe, this friend could handle him.
Yun Qiuhe asked curiously: "Can you get the materials to refine the magic weapon?"
The materials that can be used to refine magic weapons, especially the main materials, at the current stage can only be purchased in shops if you have spiritual energy stones. They have to be exchanged for the same rare materials.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and nodded, saying: "It's almost done."
After drinking a pot of tea, he got up and went to Xunfeng Courtyard. Yun Qiuhe did not follow him to avoid suspicion.
Knocking on He Guangjun's door, he smelled the smell of medicine. Looking at He Guangjun's pale face and staggering steps, Zhang Wenfeng was surprised and asked: "Who did you compete with to get like this? You should spend a few more days practicing at your residence."
He Guangjun covered his right chest and coughed lightly, then laughed dryly and said: "My skills are not as good as others, and I was beaten up by Chen Shouzhong from Tianlong Temple. That guy's hands are very dark. Next time he comes to Zhoucheng, I will introduce you to him."
This was the first time Zhang Wenfeng heard the name Chen Shouzhong. He knew the Tianlong Temple in the capital, which was famous.
"With your swordsmanship, will you lose to someone of the same level? Could it be that you are a monk in the realm of freedom?"
"I'm not crazy yet. I dare to spar with a master of the Free Realm. That guy is a Dao warrior. His body is tempered to the point where it is difficult to damage with magic weapons. His left fist and right sword are very powerful. You will know next time you fight him... ahem.
"
He Guangjun spoke so excitedly that he pulled at the injured area, causing his cheek to twitch several times in pain.
Zhang Wenfeng had a life-and-death fight with Zi Zi Jing. Now he has no interest in competing with others. He wants to cultivate his mind and cultivate his character for some time to digest what he gained from watching the waterfall in the forbidden place. He has many ideas that need time to be sorted out.
Sitting down, Zhang Wenfeng boiled water and made tea by himself, and exchanged swordsmanship experiences for a while. Without beating around the bush, he asked: "Brother He, I wonder if you can ask the master to help me refine a third-level magical sword?"
He Guangjun sat upright and stiff. He felt pain all over his body and asked, "What good materials can you come up with?"
He heard that Zhang Guanzhu went out a few days ago for a secret treasure hunting expedition.
"Caiyun Gold, two third-order earth crystals, a piece of dark wood, and some second-order wood crystals."
"You got Caiyun Gold? Can you show it to me?"
He Guangjun's eyes lit up, this is a good thing.
Zhang Wenfeng took out a wooden box from the Xumi bag, put it on the table and opened it, revealing a colorful gem as big as his fist.
He Guangjun stared at it for a long time, then suddenly turned to look at Zhang Wenfeng and said: "Add another piece of Caiyun gold ore as big as this, and it will be more than enough to make a natal magic sword. You can use this Caiyun gold to refine it."
It’s a pity to have a third-level magical sword.”
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Use it to improve your strength first. After you advance to the realm of freedom, you can then find a way to build your natal sword. Let's take it one step at a time."
He actually has a Caiyun Gold as big as this, and another Caiyun Gold Ore that is an egg picked up by a donkey.
The natal sword has been forged, and it must be cultivated in the realm of freedom before it can be used. It is useless to take it now, but it is a waste. It is better to refine a magic weapon that can be used now.
"You are cruel!"
He Guangjun stopped persuading him and took the Caiyun Gold, the soil crystals and dark wood that were given as gifts from the land, as well as the three second-level wood crystals that the donkey picked up during his trip to the forbidden area. He vigorously and resolutely wrote two contracts for custom-made magical swords.
Zhang Wenfeng was also measured for his height, arms, wrists and other dimensions.
"I happened to be injured. I asked for leave to go back to the sect to stay for a while and help my master to help you refine magic weapons. For your two third-level earth crystals, I can go to the sect's warehouse to exchange them for wood crystals of similar quality. I will talk to you first.
Say hello. As for the reward for refining the sword, you have to ask my master. I will send you a message later and let you know. If you think it is acceptable, I will watch the refining in the sect."
"become!"
Zhang Wenfeng put away a contract signed by He Guangjun.
He can trust a man who spits and nails.
He Guangjun sighed and said: "If I have a magical sword this time, I can't beat Chen Shouzhong to the point of pissing himself off. That guy is too resistant. Forget it, I'll slowly save the money to build the natal sword, once and for all, no.
It’s half-hearted.”
After finishing his work, Zhang Wenfeng entertained guests at noon, set up a table at a nearby restaurant, and invited Shang Yun Qiuhe to join him.
Having had enough wine and food, he flew back leisurely. It was enough for him to show his face today.