Taoist chanting

"Of course!"

Chapter 422

If you want Yuan Xiao to be reasonable, of course you have to have enough benefits, and the benefits will move your demon heart.

Tu Kun used a flying fruit to show his affection, and then used the White Ape Demon Department and the Immortal Temple with the prefix of the soon-to-be-upgraded Zong, as well as the rebuilt White Fox Castle, to communicate with each other and give priority to transactions within a hundred years, tempting the apes. Xiao was finally moved, and agreed to return the ancestral land of the Three-Tailed Demon Fox.

If another human being said this, Yuan Xiao could just listen to it, he wouldn't take it too seriously, and he wouldn't let go of the conditions that should be asked.

But Tu Kun is a demon, and he has a natural foundation of trust when negotiating business with demon cultivators of the same rank, and he also wants to cooperate with Tu Kun in treasure hunting in the future.

If the White Ape Demon Department wants to seize the opportunity to develop and grow, it needs a window to do business with the human race. He has also inquired about the strength of the Fairy Temple, and knows some bright news on the bright side, and has become a business partner with the Fairy Temple Partner, is undoubtedly a good choice.

On the northern border of the Broken Moon Demon Forest, the White Ape Demon Division and the Blue Wolf Division are the most powerful. Returning the previously annexed territory to the Three-Tailed Demon Fox Division with a third-level demon cultivator is a rotten business anyway.

It is a good thing for them to have the three-tailed demon fox tribe as a buffer between the human race and the demon race.

No one cares about the things that the three-tailed demon fox tribe has taken refuge in the human race. When it is fatal, the world is of course life-saving. Unlike humans, the demon race cares more about "loyalty" and "death rather than surrender" and other nonsensical things , They pay attention to the size of the fist and the amount of interest.

It won't be because the three-tailed demon fox has taken refuge in humans that it cannot return to the demon forest.

Zhang Wenfeng is also happy to have another business partner with the Yaozu. The specific operation will be handed over to Tu Kun. He will show his face and sign the covenant dossier at that time to complete the process.

Tu Kun knows more about the affairs of the Yaozu.

If the business goes well, it will last for a long time.

Even if there is a dossier covenant, the business will not last long if you suffer a loss.

He talked about another matter with Tu Kun: "I have been reading the classics these days, and I have communicated with several colleagues, and discussed the matter of the natal sword. Xie Hufa suggested that I look for the thousand-year-old 'Tongtianmu' and use 'Tongtianmu' as the material to refine it. Even if it takes more time to make the natal sword, it is still good for sharpening the knife and chopping firewood, which will be of great benefit to the future advancement."

For monks, natal objects are a matter of great caution.

Feeling that the energy and financial resources can be taken care of, he can also refine a few more life objects, which is Tu Kun's idea.

He first made do with refining to improve his strength, and felt uncomfortable without strength. He would find a better one in the future and then refine the second natal object. He patted his forehead and exaggerated: "A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, what a courageous practice! The three major sacred trees in the world, Fusang, Jianmu and Ruomu, are extinct in the lower world, so don't even think about it.

In addition, there are ten other spiritual woods. The Tongtian wood that Xie Moring said ranks in the top three. It is difficult to find it in the lower realm. Even if some ancient sects have stocks, they will not easily trade them out, like the piece you have in hand. "Boundless wood" is a fire attribute, it ranks at the bottom of the top ten spiritual woods, and its age is not enough.

If you want to use Tongtian wood to make your natal sword, you have to spend some time to find it slowly. This thing needs a chance. "

Tu Kun wanted to pour cold water several times, but swallowed the words back.

If someone wanted to use Tongtian wood to refine the natal sword, he would definitely sneer at it, even if he didn't say it, he would criticize a few words in his heart, "I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth", "The toad yawned so loudly", it was obviously whimsical.

But the viewer is different, maybe he really found the legendary "Tongtianmu".

He was worried about being slapped in the face, so it was better to leave some room for speaking.

Zhang Wenfeng knew about the three major sacred trees and the top ten spiritual trees. There are many opinions about the ranking and even the names of the top ten spiritual trees in the classics, and he doesn't know which one to take as the standard?

But no matter how they are arranged, the first few are on the list, and only the last three are replaced.

"Okay, search slowly, I'm not in a hurry, the few treasures on hand are enough for the time being, I ask Xie Hufa, Gao Yi and the others to help me pay attention, and you will also say hello to Yuan Xiao when the time comes, it is always good to have one more channel of."

Zhang Wenfeng's current status is different, the level of communication is different, and the sources of information have been expanded, and they are no longer as closed as before.

It is said that the last clone of Meng Mei who was hiding was killed by Mo Qingyu near Guizai Ridge.

So far, the case of the coffin shop has come to an end.

It's a pity that in the villages and small towns around fifty or sixty miles around Baifengguan, almost every family pays filial piety, and many families have no incense.

The dull days flow like water.

Zhang Wenfeng draws pictures, writes talismans, practices swords, recites scriptures and does homework every day. He walks around the Taoist temple, drinks tea, cultivates his body and mind, and lives a leisurely life. His practice should not be sitting for too long. in life.

He has cultivated to the current state, and he does not expect to be touched often enough to enter the state of sitting and forgetting.

Such a good thing is something that can't be expected, and it can't be a fluke of waiting for a rabbit.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the month, and the disciples who had gone out returned one after another.

After the second senior brother and Yue Anyan personally came forward to assess and check, the best were selected, and one hundred and three good seedlings of Taoism were recruited, and they will only come to the Taoist temple to enroll on the [-]th of the first lunar month next year.

The donkey wandered outside for a month, got carried away with it, and owed a huge debt of more than 150 calligraphy brushes.

Hearing that he had been haggling with Yue Anyan for a long time, Tu Kun showed up and glanced at it, and the donkey obediently went to write.

How happy it is to play in the front, how sour it is to pay off the debt later.

No matter what, I can't rely on it.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it is auspicious, suitable for opening, offering sacrifices, and raising beams.

The Taoist temple was full of joy, and the gate tower and archway were decorated with lights and festoons. Following the master of the temple, the guardian of the earth, the head of the mountain, and the head of the mountain, the disciples rang bells and drums, scented flowers, lamps and candles, banners and treasures, and a school of fairy music came down the mountain to welcome Danzhao of Beijing Daolu Academy.

Taking advantage of the wind, following the music of the celestial beings, double-leading the Luan Jing to fight high;

Ring the golden bell, sound the Dharma drum, respectfully hold Xiang Jian and return to the Yuan Dynasty.

After some complicated and tedious rituals, the replacement of the "plaque" luck was completed in front of the main hall of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

Zhang Wenfeng took over the "seal of the head" representing the orthodox sect of the Da'an Dynasty with both hands.

From now on, the Immortal Temple is on the list, among the first-class cultivating sects. Although it looks a bit shabby and lacks foundation, no one will underestimate the potential of the Immortal Temple.

With the name of the sect, whether it is invisible luck or resource benefits, it will be very different.

Watching the ceremony were Hufa Xie, Gao Yi, Jin Qiaoyan, Mo Qingyu, Feng Qiyue, He Guangjun, Xin Yue and other experts in the free world, as well as Guo Zhongfu, Yun Qiuhe, Wu Ganping, Fu Gujing, Feng Chengyun, Song Suxing, Chen Qingqiao, Che Sheng, Little Fox Demon and other friends also invited Jia De'an, Shang Zheng and a group of their own people.

It was lively and full of guests.

The old cripple burned three sticks of incense outside the main hall, his face was glowing red, and he prayed silently for a long time with excitement.

"Brother, have you seen it? The Fairy Temple is different now, and its reputation has spread to the capital. Thanks to you handing over the Taoist Temple to Brother Feng, it has flourished today, and the incense is at its peak..."

Recalling that when the old Taoist master passed away, the three of them stayed at the Taoist temple for a year and it was not as good as a year. Even eating a meal of meat was a luxury later on. Those days were finally over.

Brother Feng only took a few years to bring the Taoist temple from the edge of dilapidation to its present glory.

It was like a dream.

Chapter 423

Lu Xiner is wearing a delicate orange and autumn leaf dress, her dark green hair has turned into elegant golden yellow, holding a small yellow leaf umbrella in her hand, and a slender wooden sword on her waist, like an elf floating in the air .

She didn't even blink her eyeballs, she had been motionless for half an hour.

In Zhang Wenfeng's hand, he kept scraping and sketching on the drawing paper with charcoal sticks. He drew a three-inch-tall little Jingmei to a height of two feet, with black silk cloud temples, exquisite facial features, and leaf skirt patterns.

The little fairy in the painting seems to be dancing lightly, with the wind blowing through her clothes, fluttering like a fairy who does not eat fireworks.

Those big clean eyes with a natural smile make people's hearts melt.

When he stopped the charcoal sticks, Yun Qiuhe, who was watching the painting behind him, couldn't help but admire: "Guan Zhang Zhang is amazing, 'how fluttering the clothes are, and the light train follows the wind', so beautiful!"

Lu Chan'er, who was watching mesmerizingly on the shoulder of the temple master, nodded frequently in agreement: "It's really beautiful!"

She couldn't think of beautiful words, but felt that the elder sister in the painting was so beautiful that it was not like a mortal spirit.

The following disciples, Shui Qingru, Shang Qingyun, Zhuang Mi, Zhang Xuandong, etc., followed Guanzhu to learn ink painting. Most of them saw the lifelike charcoal painting for the first time. They were so shocked that their eyes lit up.

Talking in low voices, "It's so beautiful", "It's more like it than real", "It's a clever smile, and the beautiful eyes look forward to it".

After becoming the official No.12 disciples of the Taoist temple, if they want to go out or go home, they can leave at will as long as they report to the head of the mountain, without too many restrictions.

The temple master is even more unassuming, and he is very easy-going when he teaches skills on weekdays.

On the contrary, it was the mountain chief who was serious and unsmiling, which made them feel in awe.

Zhang Wenfeng greeted Lu Xin'er who was still posing in the air, and said with a smile, "It's ok, thank you for your hard work."

He used some exaggerated painting techniques in animation, and the paintings have a unique artistic conception.

He found that he was immersed in the painting technique, and he was vaguely touched.

Any skill has something in common, perhaps, he spent more time on the creation of large-scale pictures?

Lu Xiner flew to the easel in a flash, and fell in love with the portrait that the viewer helped her draw with just one glance. The magnified self is really beautiful!Busily thanked in a soft voice: "You have worked so hard on the master, the painting is so good."

Laughter became a moving winter jasmine.

She was ashamed to praise herself for being pretty.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded with a smile, and told Yun Qiuhe, who was about to take over the painting with his eyeballs, to roll his eyes, and said, "You can ask Lu Chaner to be a 'model' to draw a picture, pay attention to observe, their structure is slightly different from ours , Shen Yun is even more different, experience it slowly.”

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the specially arranged studio next to the training hall.

There was a lot of noise inside, and he smiled and ignored it, letting them go.

Walked out along the corridor, turned around and greeted: "Shui Qingru, are you okay?"

The 14-year-old girl, her face, which was tanned by the wind and the sun before, was much fairer, and she was no longer a bean sprouts figure, and her expression was a little awkward. She walked up to her and took a quick look around. Only Lezi was practicing at the Jiugongzhu in the northwest corner Boxing skills, her face was a little blushing, and she said via voice transmission: "My two sisters-in-law... find someone for me."

These embarrassing words should have been said to Daoist Yue, but Daoist Yue is often not in the mountain gate.

She really had nothing to say, and wanted to ask the temple master to help her make up an idea.

The sister-in-law is very tight, and there are only ten days left before the Chinese New Year.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled like a spring breeze, and said, "You have practiced Taoism for more than three years, what do you think?"

After all, he is still young and lacks knowledge and experience. Even if he has become a martial artist, he still resents his brother and sister-in-law's malicious intentions for her.

Not daring to refuse forcefully, worrying about gain and loss, afraid of losing the thin family relationship that has been maintained.

"I...I don't want to!"

There was a mist of grievance in the girl's eyes, and with the words of the Guanzhu, she immediately had the backbone in her heart.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't talk about small things, just nodded, and said: "You are an official disciple of Xianling Temple, a genealogy immortal master registered in the Daolu branch of the county seat, a monk who has the status of an 'individual' in the Da'an Dynasty, and receives a salary from the imperial court. People, it is impossible to follow them to find a mortal to marry. You tell them directly that according to the Taoist law of the Da'an Dynasty, if a mortal interferes with a monk's marriage, they can be sentenced to exile for thousands of miles and three years in prison!"

To deal with greedy people, the power to move out of the government is more effective than anything else.

It's okay for monks not to bully mortals, but they are persecuted by foolish men and women. What kind of reasoning is this?

The girl understood the meaning of the temple master, she had a basis and countermeasures in her mind, and hurriedly bowed and said: "Thank you, the temple master, for clarifying the confusion, this disciple will leave."

Zhang Wenfeng warned: "Talk to Daoist Yue later, she had a similar experience to you before."

Yue Anyan didn't have the status of a monk at that time, and was bullied by his brother and sister-in-law so that he left his hometown.

What he taught Shui Qingru was to cut the mess with a sharp knife, clean and neat.

And the greedy brother and sister-in-law of the same style, how polite to say.

Walking down the dwarf hill, I saw the donkey carrying Hu Qiang'er running from a distance. The two guys came back from nowhere just now, with an undisguised sweet smell wafting from them, Hu Qiang'er jumped off the donkey's back , salute respectfully.

After Zhang Guanzhu returned the gift, he stopped and teased: "Lu Zijin, have you finished writing your handwriting? You are wandering around again."

He no longer restricts Hu Qiang'er from walking a hundred miles in front of his house, but he must be followed by a donkey or a mountain badger.

People's hearts are separated from the belly, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable.

The donkey bared his teeth and smiled strangely: "It's already finished. Lord, you haven't seen me writing now, but it's almost too fast. I write quickly and well. The old cripple asked me to nag me several times. , want to ask me for a calligraphy, I have always had time."

It's a rare opportunity to show off in front of the temple master, and the donkey can seize the opportunity to get rid of it.

"Really."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "After the new year, our Taoist temple will have more than 100 new apprentices, and there is still a shortage of a lot of scriptures. Lu Zijin, you write quickly and well, and help copy dozens of volumes... Hey, don't go , it's business."

The donkey ran away with Hu Qiang'er, who was smiling, and said: "My lord, you don't talk about martial arts, is that a donkey's job?"

It learned many new words from the viewer.

It's not stupid, the viewer wants to trick it into a donkey copying scriptures, so it won't be fooled.

Is it easy to write with a brush in your mouth?The skin of its mouth was worn out, and it did not know how much ink it drank for this.

Moreover, the copying of the scriptures should not be done in the slightest, page by page, and there should be no mistakes.

Zhang Wenfeng couldn't see the donkey showing off, so he beat the donkey away with a few words, and walked to the east side of the stream. There were craftsmen working everywhere in the enclosed mountains and wasteland. He went around every day when he was free.

"Monastery Master, Xinyue said that I would like you to go to White Fox Castle if you have time, to discuss some unimportant things. We just came back from there."

The donkey ran away, and Hu Qiang'er reminded him to turn around and bark again.

It now lives comfortably every day. Before, it was worried about the bottleneck and didn’t know when it would get stuck. After reading some books, it also figured it out. I can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry, so let it be.

Maybe eating and drinking, walking around and looking around will accumulate a lot of money, and once enlightened, the world will change fortunes, and the wind and moon will break through.

Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand, indicating that he understood, and turned back to the northwest. Xinyue had something to talk to him, and asked the donkey to talk to him, but he didn't come to the door. He guessed it was to share the spoils?