Qian Jing, wearing a green crown scarf and a simple blue Taoist robe that cannot hide her beauty, walks with the viewer by the creek in late autumn, just like the scene when the viewer chatted with her before going out, with gentle words and a relaxed look.
He chattered about trivial things and his spiritual practice experiences.
It is hard to imagine that the person in front of him, who is as restrained as a mortal, is actually a high-ranking Jindan Daoist.
He felt more and more like her brother to her, no, more like her brother than her brother who only knew how to send letters asking for money without even pretending to ask if she was suffering outside.
She enjoys the warm and cozy feeling of being remembered and cared for.
As she grew older and gained more knowledge, she had already noticed that the master of the temple, the mountain chief, and Taoist priest Yue were like family members to her.
She believed it was not an illusion. The mountain leader was much harsher on sister Xuan Yan, who was also a distant relative. Even sister Xuan Yan was jealous and made fun of her family for being related to the master of the temple.
After walking slowly for more than half an hour, Zhang Wenfeng looked up at the sky, stood still and said with a smile, "It's almost noon. Go help me bring Shui Qingru and Zhang Xuanyan over. I have something to tell them."
He was leaving for Dayi's territory tomorrow. He tried his best to chat with the first and second batch of disciples who had not gone out.
Cultivation has no time. He has grown up after being away for seven years.
Qian Jing stood still and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you going to be out for a long time again this time? I heard...it's very dangerous outside?"
The war with the Wu clan in the border town of Da'an has stopped for more than a year. Her master went out in a hurry last year and never came back. In the past, when he was performing tasks outside, his master could still return to the mountain once every three or two months.
She heard rumors that Daying in the east was fighting with thieves from the sea. It was said that most of the fourth-level masters from all the dynasties in the eastern continent rushed to Daying for reinforcements. These news were not allowed to spread outside. The disciples of Xianlingguan were traveling outside.
There are many people, but I still heard about it, and the news spread like noses and eyes.
"Don't worry, I'll be with Lu Zijin and Xiao Ni'er. There won't be any danger. Go ahead and don't think too much."
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and raised his hands, not wanting to talk more about this topic.
"Master, please come back soon."
Qian Jing stepped back with a smile, raised his hand and shouted.
She is no longer able to say "I will miss you" like she was seven years ago. As a big girl, she can't talk nonsense and just keep her thoughts deep in her heart.
Zhang Wenfeng waited until Shui Qingru and Zhang Xuanyan were still chatting. At the end, he asked Shui Qingru about his studies.
Shui Qingru showed a proud look on her face, took out a stack of paper and said: "Master, I have calculated the 'Nine Palace Steps' into thirty-six groups, please give me some advice!"
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and took the paper with the calculations written on it, walked into the pavilion by the stream, and sat down to check each piece.
He had counted up to twelve groups at the beginning, and the further he went, the more time he spent. How could he want to waste too much time on endless arithmetic derivation?
I never thought that Shui Qingru, this girl, could figure out the Nine Palace Steps to this extent.
He took the sharpened black stone strip handed to him by his apprentice and wrote and drew on the blank rice paper. He originally only prepared for a quarter of an hour to talk, but after a full hour, he listed all the calculations according to his apprentice's instructions.
The clear steps have been calculated and all are accurate.
"You will make a copy and give it to me later in the evening. Take some time to organize these thirty-six sets of nine-god steps changes into two books. Add text notes to each set of steps. One is the nine sets, and the other is the three-steps.
Sixteen groups, write the words 'Shui Qingru Calculation' on the cover, give the two step secret booklets to the mountain chief, and he will arrange to put them in the primary hall and secret book hall of the library."
"Yes, obey!"
Shui Qingru smiled happily. Pumpkin copied a few fragments of scriptures and left them signed in the library. He occasionally showed them off to her. Now that the secrets of the exercises she had deduced were in the Secret Book Hall, she would give Pumpkin a slap in the face next time.
"You don't need to waste time calculating anymore. Improving your cultivation is a top priority. After you advance to Jindan, you will have plenty of time. If you are still interested, you can continue to calculate the steps of the Nine Palaces."
Zhang Wenfeng warned him that the thirty-six groups of steps calculated by Shui Qingru had benefited him a lot.
Watching the two girls leave, Zhang Wenfeng sighed in his heart, "A disciple does not have to be inferior to his master." In some aspects, it is normal for a disciple to surpass his master after entering the school.
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Early the next morning, Zhang Wenfeng, his donkey, and little Ni'er reluctantly flew north.
Zhang Wenfeng flew in the air and enlightened the depressed wild girl: "Your mother-in-law has found a good home. You should be happy for your mother-in-law. Someone is taking care of her. She will not hit you and scold you at will. Do you think this is true?"
"
The little carp spirit cried with a sad face: "I'm afraid that they will gang up to bully me. They will beat me and scold me. They think I am stupid and wild. In the past, I was the only one who scolded me."
Zhang Wenfeng was a little at a loss for words. His little mind had strange ideas, and he smiled and said: "How could it be possible? You and your mother-in-law have been friends for hundreds of years. Your uncle and your mother-in-law have been friends in times of need. There is one more person.
I like you, that’s a good thing.”
"My uncle is so insidious. I ran back and forth to Xianling Temple countless times. He looked at me indifferently and acted wildly and arrogantly, and never let me know. I also...offended him and accidentally cursed him a few times. He is so good.
Grudgeful."
"The two of them have been having conflicts for several years. Your uncle doesn't know what to say to you. Even if you offend your uncle unintentionally, it's not to blame if you don't know. I will support you next time you come back. I am the viewer. They all
You have to listen to me."
"Well, I just can't accept them hiding it from me and treating me like an outsider. I feel uncomfortable. I'm also afraid that my mother-in-law won't want me anymore. I often make her angry."
"Teeth and tongue are so close, and they bite each other occasionally..."
After flying all the way, the master of the temple, with his sharp tongue, finally guided Xiao Ni'er to the bright sunshine.
Donkey listened all the way and admired his master.
It can't say these things that sound reasonable no matter how it sounds. The viewer's ability to avoid the most important and take advantage of the light is extremely proficient.
He rushed to the Daolu Academy in the capital and gathered with the Great Celestial Master, Master Baili and thirty of the levied free-spirited monks.
The Taoist Supervisor led a group of monks to send him off, and Guanzhu Zhang invited a fourth-level master to serve him. He had already received Zhang Guanzhu's flying sword message in advance, and he was quite pleased. Guanzhu Zhang's mind, body, and country can be used as a reference for heaven and earth.
Time is running out.
During the flight, the Great Heavenly Master divided the thirty monks into six groups, designated captains, and conducted tactical coordination drills for the six groups. They were all experienced, talented, and intelligent people, so there was no delay in flying and practicing.
After several days of stable cultivation, the donkey was able to restrain its exposed aura, but there were still some fluctuations. It simply showed its aura to a third-level state.
It fully understands the importance of hiding one's clumsiness and fishing in troubled waters, and fighting with wits does not lead to strength.
We are here to fight with monks of the same level, and surprise can often turn the tide of a battle.
Zhang Wenfeng chatted with Baili Chun, learning more about the thieves monks, and did not ignore the absent-minded Xiao Ni'er.
In the evening, the group flew into the territory of Dayi Dynasty from the high mountains in the northeast. It was already a bleak winter in the north, the breath turned into mist, and many mountaintops were covered with snow.
The Great Heavenly Master negotiated in the air with the Taoist cultivator waiting in the border town for a moment, and then, led by that Taoist cultivator, they continued flying in the east direction. They had to reach Bingzhou City on the sea tonight.
As we approached Zi in the middle of the night, we were still four to five hundred miles away from Bingzhou City.
Baili Chun, who had his left hand curled up in his wide sleeve to play the Bagua disk, suddenly sent a message to the Great Heavenly Master and Guanzhu Zhang: "Be careful! There is something going on nearby!"
The Great Heavenly Master had just restrained thirty people in the air and arranged them in a three-dimensional defensive formation when a strange laughter sounded:
"Old Monster Xue's calculations are really accurate, he intercepted a group of ghosts who were destined to die!"