The next morning, Zhang Wenfeng and his entourage hurried to the Xianling Temple. Time was tight. He had many things to deal with urgently. He didn't know when he would return from this trip. His family had a big business and he was very unfamiliar with the development of the Taoist temple.
Zhao Zhuer, who had been silent all the way, suddenly suggested after entering the boundary of Nanjiang Prefecture: "Master of the temple, before you go out for reinforcements, how about you and Lu Zijin each leave a soul lamp in the Taoist temple?" The donkey carrying Junior Sister Zhu'er said: "Listen Are you saying that splitting and extracting soul threads is very painful and will damage your cultivation?" It is afraid of pain and timid. In order to avoid being injured and bleeding, it was cruel enough to temper its body with the Thunder Cleansing Technique. It has been used forty-two times now. Even though the progress is very slow, it still perseveres and does not stop the thunder method forging.
"It hurts a little bit. I gave a strand of soul silk to Yishu a few days ago. He ran out after two days without any cultivation. It's like a normal person. You are now at the fourth level, so you will be fine." Zhao Zhuer patted the donkey's back. "Crest," he said comfortingly.
Zhang Wenfeng practiced cultivation many years ago
"Secret Book of Soul Splitting", in order to be able to draw the secret soul splitting talisman of Yu Hua Pavilion, he persisted for a while, but the progress was extremely slow. He had many things to do, and later he concentrated on swordsmanship and cultivation, so he gave up practicing splitting soul for several years.
In addition to his talents in swordsmanship and wood magic, his training in other spells is slower than those at the same level. Ask Zhao Zhuer for advice.
Doubts about "Soul Dividing Technique". Zhao Zhu'er has seen it
"Secrets of Soul Separation", she thought for a moment and gave her answers based on what she had learned before. Half an hour later, Zhang Wenfeng tried briefly and easily separated a strand of soul. Although the pain was very painful, he was very happy in his heart.
The realm of cultivation has been improved, and with the cultivation of the method, the previous problems no longer exist. When the donkey saw that the master of the temple had learned the soul-splitting technique, it also clamored for Senior Sister Zhuer to teach it. Whether to use it or not is one thing, but the skills are not the same. Pressure.
After the donkey fell silent after listening to the exercises, Zhang Wenfeng asked: "Zhu'er, do you have any other reasons for asking us to leave the soul lamp?" Zhao Zhu'er tilted his head, hesitated, and said with a smile, "Just in case. Just in case, the soul lamp can not only know the life and death of the soul master, but also the wisp of soul thread left behind can be used for resurrection. Although the hope is slim, there is still a glimmer of hope." Zhang Wenfeng smiled and asked through the voice: "Use the soul thread to do it. Seizing the body?" He guessed that this was the only way. Junior Sister Zhu'er knew a lot and was very complicated. He glanced at the donkey that was slowing down while thinking about the soul-splitting technique, and wanted to find a suitable demon donkey to seize the body. ,I’m afraid it’s not easy?
The two-legged monk grabbed a lot of them. However, this method no longer worked for him. When he returned to Yang, it was equivalent to seizing the body once. A monk can only seize the body once. This is the rule of heaven.
Otherwise, if the senior masters discovered the talented monks and kept seizing their bodies, the upper world would not be in chaos?
However, Zhao Zhuer refused to say more and said: "Senior brother, as long as you and Lu Zijin leave the soul lanterns, I can stay at home with peace of mind." The cost of resurrecting with soul silk is not just taking one life for another. It is simple, but also involves complex matters such as nourishing soul threads, karma, and karma. It has a great impact on the caster. Her current cultivation level is not enough to perform that kind of secret technique.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and agreed. He returned to Xianling Temple, sat down with the mountain chief, Yue Anyan, and Zhao Zhuer to discuss for more than an hour, and then summoned Wei Jingjie, Shi Nanguan, Yan Jing and others, and arranged to go to the capital to wait to enter the extreme. The five quotas in the Cang Secret Realm were used to distribute elixirs and supporting drug resources to Yan Jing, Tie Jinlin, Shang Qingyun, Chen Zhong, and He.
Currently, in addition to Wei Jingjie and Shi Nanguan, the first batch of disciples have advanced to the realm of freedom, and six of them have reached the perfection of the gradual decline realm.
This is an opportunity, and of course it should be reserved for the five most confident people. A shameless guy like Lezi who has already begun to take advantage of others does not need to waste the sect's quota and elixirs.
After talking about all the big and small things, the sun was already setting in the west. Zhang Wenfeng found Yang Shuilan and Lezi playing side by side by the stream in Beiyan Forest, followed by a little Ni'er who was always talking about pouting and never leaving, and behind him was hiding in the forest and peeking around.
Hu Qiang'er, Leng Xiang, and Mountain Badger did not come to join in the fun, and were arranged by Lezi to guard the cave in the back mountain.
"...There are waterfalls, pools and streams around the mountains on these hills. It should be a good scenery. If you build courtyards and pavilions on them, it will be quiet." Yang Shuilan, who was talking to Lezi, suddenly turned around and looked at the slowly falling
The viewer smiled and said, "Master, do you think so?" Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said, "You can just take some of the hills and build them as you like and let the mountain chief find someone to build them. It's just a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning." Hu Qiang
Er and Lengxiang hurried forward and called
"Master", they were very curious about the former Water Goddess. The little Ni'er who was left behind let out a cry, wagging his tail, flew forward and squeezed away the cold fragrance, and hugged the viewer's arm without letting go: "Master, I don't want to let go."
I have been with my mother-in-law, please take me in!" Yang Shuilan was so angry that she covered her forehead with the weird wild girl, she was so embarrassed.
Zhang Wenfeng calmed the unbalanced little Ni'er, took out a few toys he had bought in Luosha Lake Town, distributed them to the three little ones, and sent them to play in the back.
"What's the current situation in Daying?" Yang Shuilan maintains Feijian communication contact with Tu Kun. Mulia Hua returned to the Wu clan's territory last year and occasionally exchanges information with her.
"Not too optimistic. In the battle more than two months ago, our side suffered a lot of losses. The fourth-level witch cultivator Xiao Xiong of the Wu clan, as well as Da'an and Dayi each lost a golden elixir cultivator. Just the day before yesterday,
That group of thieves and monks secretly attacked a small coastal town in Dayi. The monks who defended the city were killed and taken away. Tens of thousands of common people were killed and wounded, and even their souls were taken away."
"Xiao Xiong, a fourth-level witch cultivator, has only been promoted for less than two years. They deserve to die for slaughtering ordinary people!" Yang Shuilan frowned, walked forward a few steps slowly, and asked: "Master, when will you leave?"
"the day after tomorrow."
"Master, you take Xiao Ni'er with you. She is originally a fairy temple. She goes to fight in the seaside waters. Taking her with her can play a big role." Yang Shuilan stopped and grabbed a few toys from the forest and put them in her arms.
The little clay boy waved.
Xiao Ni'er quickly returned the toy to the pouting Leng Xiang, and flew over to him laughing.
"Empress", holding her arms, protested to the gloomy Lezi beside her. Yang Shuilan touched Xiao Ni'er's head and pulled her to the corner of the mountain to discuss important matters with Xiao Ni'er.
Xiao Ni'er's howl was heard from over there,
"If you don't go, you just want to get rid of me as a dragster and want to coax me." After a while, she fell down again. I don't know how Yang Shuilan coaxed me.
Zhang Wenfeng looked at Lezi, who was bowing his head in thought, and said, "How can a husband ask for a wife like this?" He deliberately revealed to Yang Shuilan the death of the sorcerer Xiao Xiong and the casualties of tens of thousands of people. In her previous life, Yang Shuilan would rather die for the sake of the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
There was no man-made disaster caused by the embankment breach, he already knew about it.
He wanted more help to deal with the arrogant thieving monk. Lezi smiled and whispered: "My father accepted her apology. The old man was drunk last night. I heard that you are a matchmaker. He said wait When you come back, please give me a big thank you."
"I would like to express my gratitude to my family. When I have free time tomorrow, I will go and have a drink with his old man. Last time I said I would visit, but something delayed me again." Bai Meng Shu
"You are busy with important things first. You are welcome to my family." The two of them were chatting about home affairs. About a quarter of an hour later, Yang Shuilan came back holding Xiao Ni'er who was laughing through tears.
"You are not allowed to elope before I come back!" Xiao Ni'er warned her sternly about taking away her mother's fun. The consequence of using words indiscriminately was a slap on the forehead from Yang Shuilan.