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After submitting the report, he walked into the court to meet Xie Moling. He came to sue in the first month of the month, right?After going out for more than four months, he came back to meet his immediate boss and "show his face" in Zhoucheng to clear himself of suspicion.

After the etiquette, Zhang Wenfeng took out a blue and white package from the sumeru bag, and said with a smile, "I just came back from outside last night, and my subordinates brought you some souvenirs, which are not valuable, so please accept them."

Put a large package in front of Xie Moling who was sitting behind the desk.

Xie Moling smiled and unwrapped the package, and said: "It's such a big piece, I'd like to see what kind of souvenir it is, let me explain it clearly, I won't accept it if it's too expensive, you kid, don't think about going out for such a long time, if you don't hear from anyone, just leave it alone." Get over it."

"How can it be, this time there was an accident and I was trapped."

"Yo, you can do it, you ran to the Yaozu territory and ran amok. This is a second-level green wolf skin, and this second-level gray and brown wolf skin... You will not go deep into the Yaozu territory for more than [-] miles. Have you lost the territory of the Brown Wolf Department?"

"Hey,? Didn't run that far, bumped into it on the road, saw that there were no other monsters around, and killed a few of them."

"You are very courageous, and you are not afraid that you will not be able to get away. Don't take such a risk next time. Okay, I will accept the two wolf fur specialty products. I accept it. I think your complexion is a little bad. Where is the injury? gone?"

"A little injury, it will heal after three or two days of cultivation, it doesn't matter."

"You're injured, you should go home earlier to recuperate, I won't stay with you today, by the way, you go to the service yard, you will receive your salary for a few months."

Xie Moling didn't specifically ask his subordinates about the details of their treasure hunts. The relationship between monks and subordinates is relatively loose, and of course they are separated. He is optimistic about Zhang Wenfeng's future. How about changing someone else and giving him two second-level skins? Will he accept it?

After leaving the Court of Protection, Zhang Wenfeng went to the Service Court to receive four months' salary.

Went to the door of Yun Qiuhe's room in Guanfengyuan, knocked on the open door frame, and walked in with a smile.

"Yeah, when did you come back? Sit down, sit down, you went out for four months and eight days, and you didn't send a message to... Yue An said that she was safe, which made her worry. Let me see, um, she wasn't hurt. ,so far so good."

Yun Qiuhe, who has always been carefree, showed a nagging side of mother-in-law.

She closed the door and added charcoal to boil water for tea.

After chatting for a while and drinking a cup of spiritual tea, Zhang Wenfeng asked via voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Yun, let me ask you something. Do you have any masters in Xuanyun Temple who are good at refining third-order magic weapons?"

To be able to refine magic weapons, one must at least be able to practice freely, and one must also be good at refining weapons.

The hard-won materials in his hands cannot be easily squandered.

He has made many friends from big sects, and the one he can trust belongs to Yun Qiuhe, so of course he asked Yun Qiuhe first.

Yun Qiuhe put down the teacup, and she understood that Guanzhu Zhang got something good during his trip.

She frowned slightly, thought for a while and said through voice transmission: "The three masters of Xuanyun Guan are good at alchemy and formation respectively, and the last one's skill in refining, to tell you the truth, still needs a lot of materials to practice. If you Don’t rush it, it’s better to wait two years.”

Hearing the other party's reminder, Zhang Wenfeng shook his head silently. He didn't want to wait another two years.

Yun Qiuhe saw the green bamboo sword that had been unused for a long time hanging on Guanzhu Zhang's waist, and the jujube sword was gone, bit his lip, thought for a while, and said via voice transmission: "You can find He Guangjun, his master is a master in the free world, He is good at forging weapons, especially swords." He added: "He Guangjun is arrogant and true, but his character is trustworthy."

For the sake of her friends, she pushed the door-to-door business to other places.

Zhang Wenfeng cupped his hands, and when he wanted to refine Fuyao Guocheng Pill, he would find Yun Qiuhe again, this friend can be with him.

Yun Qiuhe curiously asked through sound transmission: "Can you get the materials for refining the magic weapon?"

The materials that can be used to refine magic weapons, especially the main materials, at the current stage, can't be bought in Fangshi shops if you have aura stones, and you have to exchange them with the same rare materials.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded with a smile, and said, "It's almost there."

After drinking a pot of tea, he got up and went to Xunfengyuan. Yun Qiuhe didn't follow him in order to avoid suspicion.

Knocking on the door of He Guangjun's room, smelling the smell of medicine, seeing He Guangjun's pale face and stumbling steps, Zhang Wenfeng was very surprised, and asked: "Who did you compete with to make this happen? Why don't you stay in the residence for a few more days."

He Guangjun covered his right chest and coughed lightly, and said with a dry smile: "The skills are not as good as others, and he was beat up by Chen Shouzhong from Tianlong Temple. That guy has very dark hands. Next time he comes to Zhoucheng, I will introduce you to him."

This was the first time Zhang Wenfeng heard of the name Chen Shouzhong. He knew the Tianlong Temple in the capital, which was famous.

"With your swordsmanship, will you lose to the same level? Could it be a monk in the free state?"

"I'm not crazy yet. I dare to compete with the masters of the Freedom Realm. That guy is a Dao warrior. His body is hardened to a magic weapon, and his left fist and right sword are very powerful. Next time you fight with him, you will know...cough cough. "

He Guangjun spoke excitedly, touching the wound, causing his cheeks to twitch a few times in pain.

Zhang Wenfeng fought a life-and-death fight with Zizaijing, and now he has no interest in competing with others. He wants to cultivate his mind and character for a while, and digest what he has gained from watching waterfalls in the forbidden area. He has many thoughts that need time to sort out slowly.

Sitting down, Zhang Wenfeng boiled water and made tea by himself, exchanged his swordsmanship experience for a while, without going around the bush, and asked, "Brother He, I wonder if I can ask the commander to help me refine a third-order magical sword?"

He Guangjun sat upright and stiff, he felt pain everywhere, and said, "What good materials can you come up with?"

He heard that Zhang Guanzhu went out a few days ago, it was a secret treasure hunting expedition.

"Colorful cloud gold, two third-order earth crystals, a piece of ebony wood, and some second-order wood crystals."

"You got Caiyun Gold? Can you show me it?"

He Guangjun's eyes lit up, this is a good thing.

Zhang Wenfeng took out a wooden box from the sumeru bag, put it on the table and opened it, revealing a shiny gem the size of a fist.

He Guangjun's eyes were straightened, he stared for a long time, then suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Wenfeng, and said: "Adding another colorful cloud gold ore of this size is more than enough to make a sword of natal magic. You can use this colorful cloud gold to refine it. It's a pity that the third-order magic weapon is a sword."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Use it to improve your strength first, and then advance to the Freedom Realm, and then find a way to forge the natal sword. Let's take it one step at a time."

In fact, he still has a colorful cloud gold as big as this, and another one is an egg-sized colorful cloud gold ore picked up by a donkey.

After forging the natal sword, it must be cultivated in a comfortable state before it can be used. It is useless to take it now, but it is a waste. It is better to refine a magic weapon that can be used now.

"You are cruel!"

He Guangjun stopped persuading him, and accepted Caiyun Gold, the earth crystals and black wood that the land had donated back then, as well as the three second-order wood crystals that the donkey picked up in the forbidden area this time, and swiftly wrote two contracts for custom-made magic swords. He also measured Zhang Wenfeng's height, arms, and wrists.

"I happened to be injured, so I asked for leave to go back to the sect for a few days, and help my master refine the magic weapon. I can go to the warehouse of the sect to exchange your two third-order earth crystals for wood crystals of similar quality. Say hello. As for the remuneration for refining the sword, you have to ask my master, and I will send you a message later, if you think it is acceptable, I will watch the refining in the sect."

"to make!"

Zhang Wenfeng put away a contract signed by He Guangjun.

A man spit on a nail, he can trust it.

He Guangjun sighed, and said: "If I have a magical sword this time, I can't beat Chen Shouzhong to the crap, that guy is too resistant to beating, forget it, I'll slowly save money and save it to make the natal sword, once and for all, no Half-hearted."

After finishing his work, Zhang Wenfeng treated guests at noon, set up a table in a nearby restaurant, and called Shang Yun Qiuhe to join him.

After drinking and eating, he flew back leisurely. It was enough for him to show his face today.

Chapter 340 There are shortcuts in practice

In the southeast of Nanjiang Prefecture, there is a high mountain towering directly into the clouds, called "Huaxiu Peak". Court.

Some disciples pushed open the huge door of the "Xianhuo Hall" on the top of the mountain,?Brighten the oil lamps, wipe the utensils, and carry out daily sweeping.

This kind of boring work is done with ease, and it can be done neatly with eyes closed.

After a while, he suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with the white jade lamp in the middle of the eastern curtain, and the disciple hurriedly got up to look,?I saw only a faint ray of light on the right side of the stage,?Shaking from time to time, compared to the brilliance of the other two soul lamps,?The difference is too obvious.

The young disciple was so frightened that the towel in his hand fell to the floor, his expression turned pale, and he ran out of the door.

A big accident happened to Patriarch Bian!

Soon, Li Dingshan, the patriarch of the Li family guarding the sect, appeared in the Xinhuo Hall. Two middle-aged men in charge of the Bian family followed him in, and the others stood guard outside the door, all with solemn expressions.

The patriarch of the Li family stretched out his right thumb and index finger, gently twisted the ray of yellow flame, and closed his eyes to feel it.

After a while, the patriarch of the Li family opened his eyes, let go of his fingers, and said: "His condition is not good, the old man can't detect where he is now, and his aura is blocked by an expert... He may die at any time "Suddenly sternly shouted: "Brother Bian has been out for more than four months, what is the reason? Are you still trying to hide it? Say it quickly? Saving people is like putting out a fire!"

The two men's faces were ashen, and they felt that the sky was about to fall.

"Reporting to Uncle Li, my uncle got the news at the end of January that Zhang Wenfeng, the murderer who is suspected of killing Bian Zhengfeng, left the fairy temple and arrived near Guizai Ridge. My uncle used the 'Trace and Breath Talisman' to find the past, saying that he was confronting Zhang Wenfeng. To be reasonable, there has been no message sent back, we once sent someone to inquire about Zhang Wenfeng, and we haven't returned to the Fairy Spirit Temple for several months."

One of the bearded men avoided the matter and kept it simple.

The specific details will not be disclosed too much.

It's not good to hear such a cheap thing as a master of the free world.

The patriarch of the Li family snorted coldly. If the matter was so simple, it would be easy to solve. He was worried that Bian Wuguo had fallen into some kind of fatal formation, so he walked around for a while and said, "Send more people to find out the whereabouts of that Zhang Wenfeng immediately. If you find it, bring it here quickly. This person must be the key. The old man will send a message to Mo Qingyu who is still in Guizailing, asking her to return to the sect to sit in the town immediately, and the old man to go to the Tianlong Temple? Invite Master Baili face to face Deduce the whereabouts of Junior Brother Bian."

The man with the beard clapped his hands to answer "Yes", then hesitated again,?Said: "That Zhang Wenfeng has an official position, and he is the supervisor of the Keqing of the Daolu Branch of Nanjiang Prefecture."

The patriarch of the Li family almost laughed angrily, the monk who can be the guest secretary in the state city does not have a strong background, Bian Wuguo is confused, but it is inconvenient to lose his temper at this time, he waved his hand and said: "Find someone first."

The two hurried down and arranged for people to investigate separately.

In Qizhou, there are high mountains in the remote wilderness. On the top of the mountain is a "Golden Wind Temple".

At noon in the scorching sun, a young Taoist in a black Taoist robe, with a black sword hanging from his waist, walked up the bluestone ladder that had been in disrepair and long grass from the foot of the mountain. Sigh silently.

More than [-] years have passed, but now things are people and things are not.

Everything is destined, no one can help.

The young Taoist walked to the top of the mountain and looked at the familiar and dilapidated Taoist temple with mixed joy and sorrow, as if waking up from a dream.

An old Taoist priest came out from the main hall, dressed in a light scent of incense, the inconspicuous elbows of the Taoist robe were patched with fine stitches, and the soles of the cloth shoes were worn down to a very thin heel. Are you here to burn incense, or to place an order?"

The young Taoist returned a one-handed salute with three fingers of his right hand together. His expression returned to normal and cold, and he took out a golden token from his arms. Three ethereal breezes were engraved on the front, and there were four ancient characters: Jinfeng Laiyi.

The old Taoist stared at the four characters on the golden token, felt the gust of wind blowing on his face, took three steps back abruptly, pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, his face was angry, and he sternly shouted: "Who are you? How dare you bully me?" My Golden Wind Temple is in ruins, can I try to occupy the mountain gate by force?"

Hearing the movement, two Taoist priests rushed out from the side hall and greeted the other brothers who were busy in the kitchen loudly.

The young Taoist didn't speak, but waved the "Golden Wind Comes Instrument" token in his hand.

The three dim golden characters "Golden Wind View" on the plaque in the main hall of the Taoist Temple burst into bright golden light suddenly, and beams of light shot up from all parts of Jinfeng Mountain, sprinkled fine light spots, and turned into gentle breeze rippling like water waves.

The big formation of the mountain gate opens with the golden wind.

The momentum is so great that it can be seen from hundreds of miles away.

Several people were stunned in shock, bathed in the golden breeze, they did not dare to move.

Two of them had advanced to the Qi Transformation Realm, feeling the boundless pressure, as if they would be torn apart by the breeze around them at any time.

"I, Gu Quan is back."

The young Taoist murmured in a low voice, and walked straight to the main entrance of the Taoist temple.

On the back of the dangling "Golden Wind Comes Instrument" token, three characters were suddenly engraved: Order of the Head.

The old Taoist reacted with excitement on his face. This involved a long-standing arrangement back then. He saw some point-to-point records from the "Records" left by the temple masters of the past.

The old Taoist clasped his hands and bowed deeply, tearing up, and hissed, "The sixteenth generation master of the Golden Wind Temple, together with the disciples of the Taoist temple, welcome the return of the head master of the Golden Wind Temple!"

"No gift, get up."

Fairy Temple, Qingzheng other courtyard.

The tea room in the southeast courtyard is full of people, and the tea is fragrant.

Wei Jingjie, Gu Chaowen, Shi Nanguan, and Yan Jing, four young men and women who were later Jin monks, sat together a little cautiously, with their bodies upright, sitting upright, listening to the teachings of the temple master who had just returned from Zhoucheng.

Zhang Wenfeng talked about some old-fashioned principles of "the way of heaven is reincarnated, and good and evil have responsibilities", and his experience of "to the extreme of emptiness, and to keep quiet", and encouraged the four to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and practice steadily, etc.

Arranged the second senior brother to customize magic tools for the four of them. There are no magic tools suitable for Wei Jingjie and no wooden sabers that Shi Nanguan can use for the inherited magic tools stored in the secret room on the top of the mountain. Bad money.

After talking for a quarter of an hour, Lin Lin always sent the four happy little guys back.

Zhang Wenfeng suddenly remembered something, and called Gu Chaowen, who had not been back from Guizailing "Lingcaoling" for a long time, to stop, and said, "Your uncle Gu Quan, do you have any news?"

The handsome young man shook his head silently.

His uncle ran away from home for nearly two years, and there was no news about it, and now there is little discussion in the clan.

People are far away from their hometowns, and the world is dangerous. It may be unlucky to not come back for such a long time.

Zhang Wenfeng waved the young man to go back, and he just asked casually, he would not talk nonsense about Gu Quan, discussed with the second senior brother and Yue Anyan about various things in the Taoist temple, after drinking tea, he stood up and said with a smile: "Hu Qiang'er is waiting After a while, Hu Qiang'er and I went for a walk around the fields and forests, and we will come back later to guide the apprentices in their practice."

Yue Anyan smiled and said: "The water is as clear as that girl. During this period of time, her heart has been impetuous and her cultivation has progressed very slowly. You, the temple master, will give her some guidance later."

Hu Qiang'er drank a bellyful of tea, stood up and said obediently: "Master, I'm not in a hurry."

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said: "But I'm in a hurry. It's been so long since I've been back, and I haven't had time to see the results of your time. Let's go to the field first. I took a look at it from a distance. The several acres of spiritual grass fields are growing very well, by the way. , look at Dianlu Zijin, don't let it harm the spirit grass."

"Master, a few acres of spiritual grass have been planted in Lingcao Ridge, and the donkey's rations are enough."

"Oh, Lu Zijin has a good taste."

Two people, one tall and one short, talked, walked out of the room and went down the mountain.

Wearing a bamboo hat and tied trousers, the temple master is in the fields and forests, and his whole body is relaxed.

A piece of spiritual grassland, several acres of spiritual corn, and two acres of spiritual rice fields fed back the active wood energy, as well as a large array of rich heaven and earth spiritual energy. Being in it, every bite is a practice, and the mood is excellent.

The so-called practice has no shortcuts, that is for beginners or field practitioners.

Let them guard against arrogance and impetuosity, keep their feet on the ground, and make every step steadily.

But practice is clear and there are shortcuts everywhere, accumulating this impressive property, living in a blessed place full of aura, and sleeping is also a practice.