There was a note inside the bag, which Tu Kun left for him, stating that the more than 8,000 low-level crystals inside were the dividends from the mine in the first few months. The other bag contained 400 third-level crystals.
Many, more than fifty fourth-order crystals.
Among the six fifth-level crystals, Tu Kun did not bring them to Xiao Ni'er because he was worried that the wild girl would lose them.
Zhang Wenfeng laughed and went to the treasure house. He specially summoned the mountain chief and deposited a large amount of cultivation resources into the treasure house.
The mountain chief looked at the bright and colorful crystal stones piled on the ground and smiled incomprehensibly. He squatted on the ground to sort them one by one and count the money. It felt so good!
There is also a cloth bag inside the storage bag, and Yang Shuilan marked it with the words "Accepted by the Visitor".
After saying hello to the mountain chief who had nothing left, Zhang Wenfeng walked out of the treasure house and returned to his cave. He opened the cloth bag and found two sets of yellow-brown inner armor inside.
The surface of the inner armor retains the scales of the ghostly witch pangolin, which is soft and comfortable to the touch.
I don’t know what method Yang Shuilan used to refine the tough, rough and thick leather into a thin layer with fine and dense scales and exquisite patterns.
There was a small note posted on one of the sets, which said "please accept it" in small and elegant characters, so he put it on without hesitation. After experiencing the sneak attack by the remnants of the ancient tomb, he felt that wearing one more set was said to cost 500 yuan.
The inner armor of pangolin shaman skin, which used to be the fourth level many years ago, provides an extra layer of safety.
Shake off the other set and mark it on your body. It's half a head taller than him.
He smiled, put the inner armor on, and sent it out in no hurry.
Take out the carving tool, take out the piece of soul-nurturing chalcedony material from Xiao Ni'er, and first outline the draft on it with black stone.
It took six days intermittently to carve the finished product out of the materials, and the rest of the remaining materials were not wasted.
When he found Xiao Ni'er who was playing crazy in the forest, he was surprised to see three more grass and tree spirits. Leng Xiang's little face showed indescribable grievances, but she didn't dare to resist. She was ordered to follow and play blindly.
When he came, it was like seeing a relative.
"Master, are you done? It's so fast. Let me have a look."
Xiao Ni'er quickly pulled the plum blossom from her hair and threw it to Silly Niu'er, her eyes full of anticipation, but she also felt that the viewer had done it too fast and she hadn't had enough fun.
Guanzhu Zhang gave the approaching Xiao Ni'er a blow to his head, which made the little guy laugh. He took out the exquisitely polished "Carp Leaping Dragon Gate" multicolored jade carving from his sleeve and put it on Xiao Ni'er's outstretched hand.
"Wow, it's so beautiful! It's just like the real thing. The scales, the bubbling fish mouth, the dragon horns on the forehead and the jumping fish tail are so lifelike and vivid. It's amazing!"
Xiao Ni'er held the jade carving that bloomed with colorful light in the sun, her eyes shining with excitement.
She couldn't wait to go back and show off her "carp leaping over the dragon gate" to the empress. She wanted to hang it around her neck and expose it outside her dress, and go to the empress Mu's mountain for a walk around.
"It's so beautiful! It's brilliant and wonderfully crafted!"
"The temple owner is doing so well."
A group of little guys gathered around to admire it and were full of praise. Leng Xiang also forgot about Xiao Ni'er's domineering attitude and couldn't help but praise it.
Zhang Wenfeng took out a few more colorful water drops carved from leftover materials, some large and some small. He handed them all to Xiao Ni'er and said with a smile: "So many friends are watching, why don't you share your happiness with them?"
Xiao Ni'er smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes. She thanked the visitor and left the two largest drops for herself first. Starting from Hu Qiang'er, one was given to each. By the time of Leng Xiang, there was only one jade the size of a bean.
The water dropped and he said, "Silly girl, I'm not as stingy as you. You have to keep it well and don't lose it."
Leng Xiang accepted the drop of water aggrievedly, but it was not enough if she did not accept it.
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "The smallest drop of water took me a little more time."
Leng Xiang hurriedly looked at it, and then she saw a plum blossom carefully carved on the water droplet. It was in full bloom, and there were also a few very thin words engraved on it, "Yiren Qunfang is jealous", which seemed to be the same as the one on the painting given to her before.
The words were related, a smile appeared on her face, she quickly grabbed the water drop in her hand, hid it behind her back, raised her head and smiled: "Mine!"
Xiao Ni'er took back her hand and cursed "You're stingy" in a low voice with dissatisfaction.
There was a visitor who did not dare to be too presumptuous, and then showed off a two-inch-long half-moon jade in front of the silly girl, shouting: "You don't have it! I won't let you touch it!"
Siluke
Zhang Wenfeng walked back, ignoring the childishness of the few little guys, and said: "Xiao Ni'er, play for a few more days before going back."
Xiao Ni'er struggled for a while and said: "I'll go back later. I'll be out for a few days. I miss my empress and grandma, so I'll send the three of them to Baihu Ridge by the way. Master, thank you very much!"
"Why are we so polite to each other? I won't give it to you."
"No, you're busy. I'll play with them for a while and then leave. Hey, silly girl, don't run away."
Xiao Ni'er called back Leng Xiang, who wanted to sneak away quietly with the viewer.
Zhang Wenfeng pretended not to notice the plum blossom fairy's little look asking for help. What was he afraid of? Xiao Ni'er didn't eat people, and even if he robbed things, he would return them. He walked leisurely to Qingzheng Courtyard, and was busy at the entrance of the dining hall.
The joy of shouting out.
He took out a polished Ruyi pendant and handed it to the confused Lezi.
"Qian Jing also has a piece of the good things your master asked someone to bring. Wear it on your body at all times. It can nourish your soul and is good for your practice."
Lezi quickly wiped his hands clean on his apron, took it respectfully, and hung it inside his robe.
Zhang Wenfeng took out another cloth bag and said, "You must remember to wear this set of inner armor when you go out. It can save your life."
He didn't say who gave it to him, so the stupid boy misunderstood that it was given to him by his master.
Lezi took it with a smile and asked, "Did he say when my master will come back?"
"It's hard to say, but he has to stay outside for a few more years. He will come back to see you when he has time. If you have any questions about practice, you can write a letter and I will send a message to Feijian for you."
Zhang Wenfeng and Lezi were chatting when the old cripple came out and said hello. The old cripple indicated that he had something to talk about.
The two walked towards the middle of the field, and the old lame man whispered: "Brother Feng, please help me persuade that silly boy to find a wife as soon as possible while I can still move. Hey, I am worried to death. That child, no
Don’t worry.”
Zhang Wenfeng comforted him: "Uncle Lame, don't worry. The mountain chief helped Lezi calculate his fate, and he will be happy and full of children and grandchildren. Don't rush him too much, just let nature take its course."
The plaster and the inner armor are also given. Yang Shuilan should not show it too obviously.
Find a suitable opportunity and let Tu Kun, the master, talk to Lezi about this matter.
Whether they succeed or not depends on their fate.
The old lame man is nearly seventy years old. He is nourished by spiritual rice porridge and has a strong body. A smile appears on his face: "Brother Feng, I don't want to make the old man happy."
"You have to trust the mountain chief's ability to tell fortunes, right? I'm not lying to you, just don't worry."
"Okay, Brother Youfeng's words make me feel at ease, and I feel good about myself. By the way, when will Donkey Day come back? How are you doing outside?"
"He's grown fat and strong. I saw him during the Chinese New Year. He'll be back in early April. He'll be back soon."
"There's still more than a month left. I'll prepare some jars of good wine for it. Brother Feng, go ahead and I'll take a look around."
The old lame man put his hands behind his back and waited for the second son to be caught. He spent three coppers and asked the second son to carefully help Lezi calculate his fortune. He heard from his disciples that the chief's fortune-telling skills were well-known in the world.
After Zhang Wenfeng came down from the mountain, he sent a message to the mountain chief, instructing the mountain chief not to expose his secrets in front of the lame uncle.
We went to the high mountain and took a look at the progress of the new Taoist temple. We chatted with the busy and energetic Wei Xingde for a while, and added a few young and strong boys to help Wei Xingde run errands and supervise the work. The large farmland and Lingzhi Field were all busy.
Holding the rosary beads in his hand, Guanzhu Zhang walked through the forest and stream, strolling and practicing.
On the third day of March, he took two disciples to Qingshui Temple for a banquet to support Chen Qingqiao. After returning, he lived in seclusion. Apart from occasionally tending to spiritual plants, Zhang Guanzhu concentrated on practicing and raising swords.
He insisted on pinching beads and chanting sutras every day, no matter whether it was useful or not, he used wood energy to nourish the indifferent Jiuxing Liuzhu.
As time passed, he noticed some subtle changes in Liuzhu.
The original deep black color of the wood has become thicker and thicker, and there is gradually a hint of spirituality inside.