The donkey reluctantly took the red lightning wrapped around his body into his body. After he returned to Dingxi City, he planned to spend more time slowly refining his own lightning skills. For it, it was a benefit worth a thousand dollars.
Staring at the tear in the back of the temple master's robe, Donkey asked: "Guan Master, how are you recovering from your injuries?"
It was healed in the copper toad of the earth protector. After it came out, it absorbed thunder with its body. It was almost burned by the violent red lightning. It was too busy to care for itself. I wonder how Yang Shuilan helped the viewer to treat it.
The viewer looks very good, so he should be fine.
Zhang Wenfeng flew to the west and subconsciously checked the posterior heart meridian. The vague alien energy disappeared without a trace. He carefully checked his luck and confirmed that the hidden danger was gone. He smiled and said: "I'm cured, don't worry."
He understood that it was the unknown senior Lingbaoguan who took action and helped him solve the problem.
To that senior, it was a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.
Fortunately, Yang Shuilan didn't have to waste her favors to ask Manlihua to take action.
The donkey turned his head and looked to the north, and transmitted the message: "Gao Yi and Feng Chengfeng from Dingxi City are here. Four third-level witch cultivators are coming from the opposite side. That little girl Chu Qing'er is also here. Do you want to kill them all?"
Are you going to be a guest in Dingxicheng?"
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the donkey who was worried about the world being in chaos, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll leave it to you. If you catch four people alive, I will exempt you from your previous homework of copying scriptures."
The donkey rolled its eyes, raised its four hooves in the air, dropped the viewer and flew towards the center.
It can only copy scriptures when it is full. Wouldn’t it be nice to drink wine every day?
Zhang Wenfeng turned to greet Gao Yisan and greeted him with a smile from afar.
Feng Chengfeng from Jiuhe Palace is a third-level Taoist warrior who has been promoted for two years. He used words to force Guanzhu Zhang to spar once before, and he almost cut off his left arm with a sword due to the Guanzhu's inability to control the sword. Fortunately, Mo Ye intervened to resolve it.
Because of this, he was punished by his uncle Feng Qiyue to go to the border town for training. After surviving life and death, he was no longer what he used to be.
He was a straightforward person and shouted: "Guanzhu Zhang, you are not very interesting. You went to Shengsheng Valley to explore and hunt for treasures, and you didn't even call us out? Let the three of us take advantage of it."
The experts who were guarding the city had already noticed the huge commotion here and rushed over. They didn't dare to get close enough to disturb the seniors who suddenly appeared to overcome the tribulation.
Zhang Wenfeng chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just a small role running errands. I don't dare to make my own decisions." He glanced at Yang Shuilan flying in the sky in the Tribulation Area.
Feng Chengfeng laughed: "It's just a joke, Zhang Guanzhu, please don't take it seriously. Which senior was it that escaped the tribulation just now?"
Zhang Wenfeng looked at the lake and said, "He is our Taoist senior."
Gao Yi had already noticed that the Taoist robe on Zhang Guanzhu's back was damaged, and the sword hanging on his waist seemed to be different. He changed the subject and said with a smile: "Let's go visit Senior Yang and Senior Tu."
I have long heard that the Water Goddess practiced Taoism in the Immortal Spirit Temple in her early years and "awakened her spirit" in the Immortal Spirit Temple. Even though she is now the king of water in the wild, she has a close relationship with the Immortal Spirit Temple.
Last winter, there was a lot of commotion in the Wu tribe's territory.
Flying forward, the three of them met Tu Kun and Yang Shuilan who had returned from the underground to the sky.
The rope ditch is located in the middle of the border buffer. Several shaman cultivators flying from the northwest stopped more than ten miles away. Chu Qing'er came alone to salute and greet.
Tu Kun used Earth Escape to sneak into the underground area that had been messed up by the lightning disaster and inspected it. All the energy of the crystals on the ground of the ancient tomb had been consumed. The ancient tomb collapsed and was completely destroyed. There was no oil or water to be harvested. He smiled and said: "It's a great Chinese New Year."
Everyone, please go back, this historic site no longer exists."
As for whether they believed it or not, it was up to them, and the figure disappeared in a flash.
Yang Shuilan sent a message and warned: "Master Guanzhao, wait until I have reached a conclusion with Mulia Hua, and then I will send you a message."
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly told Senior Dujie that he had helped him get rid of the alien energy. He thanked Yang Shuilan for his kindness. The two exchanged a few words. Yang Shuilan waved Chu Qing'er back, and she flew south.
After chatting with Gao Yi and others for a while, Zhang Wenfeng left the donkey and flew toward the southeast alone.
After flying for more than a hundred miles, Tu Kun suddenly appeared and said with a smile: "Master, is the fishtail sword on your waist a gift from that senior? Let me admire it. There were many people earlier, so it was inconvenient to speak."
The Taoist seniors who successfully overcame the calamity easily should not be too shabby in their actions.
Zhang Wenfeng took off the scabbard and handed it to Tu Kun, saying: "It's a broken bronze sword I picked up from Zhenlong Cave. Senior helped me repair it. Do you think it's in good quality?"
"Repairing a broken sword is much more troublesome than giving a new sword as a gift. That senior is very thoughtful."
Tu Kun also saw the Buddhist monk wearing a string of rosary beads on his left wrist. He didn't pay attention to it, nor did he recognize that the rosary beads that had changed in shape were the beads that suppressed the ancient tomb. The Taoist cultivator was carrying seven beads, nine beads, and ten beads.
Two-bead, thirty-six-bead and other rosary beads are normal and can assist in reciting sutras.
He pulled out a brand new bronze sword, a cold feeling enveloped his whole body, and he praised "good sword".
The blade of the sword has dark golden cloud scales, and it quickly loses its sharpness and returns to calmness and simplicity.
After admiring it for a moment, Tu Kun sheathed the sword and returned it to the viewer: "You haven't refined it yet, so don't lend it to others for viewing. I can't tell the quality of this sword. My predecessor's refining skills are too good."
In the short period of time before the tribulation, a broken sword was repaired so perfectly. That senior's cultivation was unfathomable.
Why he has slept in the lower world for more than five thousand years is not his concern.
The two of them flew towards the southeast along the same road.
Tu Kun handed the visitor a piece of colorful flat jade, about the size of a fist, and said: "I picked up three soul-nurturing chalcedony in the tomb, one for each of us. You can make a few small objects and divide them into different items."
, Dai's body contains the soul. There are fifth-level and sixth-level marks on the two treasures that are more difficult to open. Yang Shuilan and I will spend some time to arrange the formation to slowly rub away the marks, and then we can separate them.
We have three portions and Yang Shuilan has one portion."
"You can give her half a portion more. Don't worry about it too much."
Zhang Wenfeng laughed.
"Master, don't worry. I'll talk to Yang Shuilan. Don't worry, we won't hurt each other's harmony. The treasures this time are enough for us to share, and we won't suffer any loss."
Tu Kun did not want to discuss this topic with the viewer.
He wanted to bring the treasures outside to the Fairy Spirit Temple, but he was not as generous as the temple owner. Even if Yang Shuilan married his silly apprentice, that would be a matter of the future.
Fight to enrich the treasure house of Xianlingguan. The richer the family background, the better.
The two flew together for more than a hundred miles, talked about some things, and then separated, one going south and the other returning east.
It was almost noon when he returned to the Taoist temple, and he changed out of his wooden Taoist robe, which had a hole in it. He was considering going to the capital in a few days to find experts from the Taoist Academy to repair the Taoist robe.
After washing hands and washing, the mountain chief accompanied him to the main hall to offer incense and perform a ceremony.
I drank a pot of tea with the mountain leader in the west hall and gave a rough overview of the process of exploring the ancient ruins.
When he returned to the Taoist temple, he was really relaxed. After the mountain leader left, he had time to pull out the Xuanyuan sword, hold it and admire it carefully. Even Tu Kun couldn't tell the quality of the sword. If he wanted to sacrifice it, he would just have to sacrifice it.
It's going to be hard, and it's a happy worry.
Staring at the green magic wood bead embedded in the middle of the sword hilt with only a slight arc exposed, he suddenly understood the senior's intention, curved the corner of his mouth in an arc, held the sword hilt tightly, and felt carefully for a moment, he had used to sacrifice the magic bead.
There are still some imprints on the wooden beads, so he can achieve the purpose of controlling the Xuanyuan Sword by re-sacrifice the magic wooden beads.
Later, when your cultivation level is high, you can slowly refine the sword as a whole.
It is more convenient to use.
He spent some time refining the Huan Mu Bead, feeling the subtle connection between him and the sword, and easily restrained the edge of the sword. He was able to use the Xuanyuan Sword initially, and felt very happy.
He stood up and walked out of the west hall, and saw Shui Qingru holding Zhang Xuanyan and Qian Jing whispering under the tree.
"I have met the viewer, and I wish the viewer good health and good luck in the new year!"
Shui Qingru let go of the two of them, and the three of them came forward and cupped their hands to pray for the new year.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and returned the gift, took out three talismans he had drawn before as gifts, and gave them to the three of them.
Shui Qingru pushed Zhang Xuanyan. Seeing that this outstanding junior sister did not help her to speak at the critical moment, she pushed Qian Jing from behind. She is young and ignorant, but she is fearless. Help her to speak.
"Is there a problem?"
"Senior Sister Shui has mastered Master Guan's 'Nine Palace Arithmetic'. She would like to ask if Master Guan can accept her as his disciple."
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Qian Jing looked up and said with a cute face.
She knew that the viewer was very talkative and had already lost her fear.
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his finger and tapped a few times on the girl who shrank back and sneered, and said: "You are usually very courageous, so I have to give you a test. If you say you have no proof, come to the west hall."
He once heard the mountain chief mention it to him once. It was the mountain chief's promise to encourage Shui Qingru.
If Shui Qingru really worked hard to understand the preliminary arithmetic he taught, it would be a good thing, and it wouldn't hurt if he accepted another martial arts apprentice.