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Chapter 644 Good, a gift

When it was time for dinner in the dining hall, Zhang Wenfeng and the old cripple were holding wine bowls and chatting over a few dishes of wine and food.

I'm old, Shui Lan only allows me to drink two small bowls of health wine every day, and prepares a big jar of good wine for me, one meal at noon and one meal in the evening, saying that drinking too much is harmful to my health, and that brat Lezi keeps drinking all day long. She didn't care about her hands.

Holding the small porcelain bowl, the old cripple took a little sip, squinting his eyes and enjoying it, and said.

How could Zhang Wenfeng not hear the old lame man's blatant show off? He told Old Wei, who was holding his grandson in the corridor and looking around, and followed the words and said: Your daughter-in-law is very filial. She also ordered this bowl for you?

Yes, Shui Lan is careful and thoughtful, much better than her son.

The old cripple took another sip. There was still plenty of wine in the bowl. He glanced outside the corridor and sighed, saying: I don't understand how they cultivate gods. I just want to help them take care of them before they are too old to move. baby.

Zhang Wenfeng understood what Uncle Cripple meant when he came to him. He pretended to be confused and drank without talking to him.

The old lame man talked to himself, saying: The conditions are so good now. We don't have to worry about food or clothing. No matter how many children we have, we can support them.

Lao Wei, who was wandering around the door, handed the baby to the woman, walked in and sat down. He was over sixty years old, with a strong body and not much white hair. He raised the wine bowl that had been filled earlier and drank. Da Kou said: I don't understand what they are thinking. Neither of them is in a hurry to have a baby. There is an old saying in the countryside, "There are three ways to be unfilial, and having no offspring is the worst." They have read a lot and understand the truth.

Zhang Wenfeng took the wine bowl and took a sip with a smile.

He was tricked by two old men who combined a combined age of 140 to 50 years.

The youngest son of the Wei family married a daughter-in-law and returned home. They gave birth to three children in six years, two boys and one girl. The population was prosperous, which made Old Wei and his wife happy to stay at home and take care of their children. They left everything outside to their capable younger son. The only thing I'm worried about is the fairy daughter-in-law of the eldest son's family, who hasn't seen any movement in several years.

My in-laws were also so anxious that they called their daughter home and asked her in-laws to ask questions.

Lao Wei took a long sip of it depressedly, shook his head and said: Qingyun is good in other aspects, sensible, filial, and always welcomes birthdays during the holidays. She said it is too early to have a baby now, and she can wait until later. How many years did it take for the letter to be given? My in-laws are too embarrassed to come to drink during the Chinese New Year this year. This has caused, ugh.

The old cripple sighed. It was inconvenient for him to ask his daughter-in-law. Last month, before his son and daughter-in-law were leaving for a long trip, he caught his son and asked quietly. The stupid boy also said the same thing, which made him so angry that he beat him for fun. Three circles.

Zhang Wenfeng considered the words and said: It is troublesome for practitioners to have children, especially for women, which consumes their cultivation. They probably want to wait until their cultivation reaches a certain level before considering it, so as not to leave behind their partners and offspring and cause regrets in the lower world.

Partners who have faith in spiritual practice usually do not give birth to children in the lower world.

Five hundred years is not long, and after spending energy and blood to cultivate and give birth to offspring, the woman has concerns in her heart, and it is difficult to fly together. When the time comes, the man ascends to the upper world, and the woman takes her children to the Duxian Islands to be imprisoned and wait for death. , then how can it feel so good?

Unless the paths of both partners have come to an end, they can no longer advance in cultivation, and there is not enough time, then they will choose to give birth to offspring so that their offspring will become rich, and will not let their offspring end up on the path of spiritual cultivation.



Only when both of them ascend to the upper world, with no time limit, can they safely give birth to offspring and cultivate family power.

The old cripple frowned and said: There is no end to learning, and there is no end to cultivating gods. When will we wait? How many years can I wait for this old bone?

Brother Feng's statement was more reliable, but he was confused in his heart.

You are in good health and may live a long life. Don't think too much. Your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. They have good feelings and will consider future generations.

Zhang Wenfeng accompanied the two old men to drink and relax. When the school bell rang, he got up and dispersed.

After staying in the sect for two days, he set off and flew back to Lingbao Temple through Daying territory.

After carefully guiding five disciples to practice swordsmanship for three months, Youfang Gongyu and Chen Fengyi, a man and a woman, stood out. They successively reached the sword-handling realm and embarked on the path of sword cultivation. As for the future, whether they should practice swordsmanship and law at the same time, or concentrate on swordsmanship.

, depends on personal choice,

It is all acceptable.

The other five apprentices have mastered the two styles of swordsmanship in the "Guang Han Sword Sutra" and use them in different ways. The leader among them is called Tong Guan, who is exactly ten years old this year. He has a rudimentary momentum of indomitable momentum when using a wooden sword.

As for their little eldest dog brother, he was no longer interested in sword practice. He spent three days fishing and two days drying nets. After eating for several months, he had enough strength. He was busy trapping rabbits and catching pheasants in the woods.

This strange ability makes five little guys who have never seen the world envious.

Zhang Wenfeng dances with the sword like a child in the backyard every day. He has no rules and does whatever he wants. He only occasionally goes to Jianping to guide the remaining people in sword practice.

Before we knew it, it was mid-winter and there was a heavy snowfall.

But Gouwa, who had never seen snow before, was so happy that he dressed in thick cotton robes and made snowmen with several children in Jianping, had snowball fights, yelled and rolled down the mountain and played wildly. His hands were red from the cold, and his clothes and shoes were wet.

However, Wu Zi refused to go back to the mountain. Su Qin was worried that the uncultivated dog would get frozen, so he carried the little guy back.

Zhang Wenfeng watched this scene in the yard, nodded and smiled. After playing with children who were not much different from each other for a long time, Gouwa still suffered from the subtle influence, and the hostility in his bones was reduced a lot. Moreover, he learned to read and write every day, and some of it was rubbed away.

Angry.

Change is a good thing.

Starting tomorrow, let Su Qin teach Gouwa to read scriptures and recite basic scriptures.

A flash of light flashed in the air, and Zhang Wenfeng received the summons from the yellow talisman. It was the prison hospital that invited him to go to the main peak for tea. He didn't say anything. He got up and walked out through the front yard. He heard the dog boy in the main room still excitedly saying that he wanted to pile up in the yard.

There was a very big snowman, piled higher than Sister Su Qin. Seeing Mr. Zhang appear, the dog boy immediately stopped talking and started warming himself by the fire.

Flying down to the main peak, walking on the snow to the side hall, he saw Wan Boqi, who was wearing a green Taoist robe, smiling and walking out of the prison. Zhang Wenfeng smiled and cupped his hands and said: It turns out that Senior Brother Wan came out of seclusion, and he also said why the prison suddenly started selling out.

Yes, congratulations!

Wan Boqi felt a little awkward when walking. He had only been repaired for two days. After returning the gift, he stretched out his hand to greet him and said with a smile: The mood and mood are so different when the body is damaged and when the body is intact. I have experienced it deeply this time. So far,

, and finally came out of the original life-and-death battle.

After he finished speaking his feelings, he solemnly bowed again.

Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly stretched out his hand to help each other and shouted: It's passed, it's passed. Shouldn't fellow sects help each other? I've been waiting for Senior Brother Wan to recover and help me refine the Shadow Wood Sword.

Wan Boqi laughed and said: "Brother Zhang, don't worry. I'll take some rest and keep the Shadow Wood Sword to be refined to your liking. He knows it well. Chen Qingqiao is teaching the repair technique for the sake of Elder Zhang, otherwise he would have to figure it out all over again by himself."

When I started learning, I didn’t know how long it would take and how much hardship I would endure.

The three of them walked into the side hall and sat down. Zhang Wenfeng took out the stick of shadow wood and handed it to Wan Boqi, saying: "I'm not in a hurry to use it. Senior Brother Wan needs to stabilize his cultivation first, and it won't be too late to refine the sword in a year or two."

Wan Boqi looked at the shadow wood for a moment, and then looked at Elder Zhang's wrist and arm length. After he had a good idea of ​​the shadow wood, he put away the shadow wood, took out a white jade stone from the storage space, and said: Before I fight, I put an image stone on my shoulder.

I accidentally left a picture of the sword cultivator's short process of using the sword. I was in a trance when I was injured and forgot about it. I only remembered it after going into seclusion. The image was very blurry. Brother Zhang, take it and have a look. If it can be useful,

Better.

Zhang Wenfeng took the image and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wan's way of keeping guests is ingenious."

Everyone laughed.

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