Taoist chanting

How can he accept his younger brother?

Leng Xiang leaned out half of her body from a big tree trunk in the distance, and echoed, "We are the master's boys."

Gouwa was so scared that sweat flowed out. Mr. Zhang's family is amazing, even if two boys popped up at random, what else can he do?You won't be kicked out, will you?

"What are you guys doing?"

Zhang Wenfeng appeared at the right time and asked with a smile. He saw three little guys arguing from a long distance away.

"master!"

"Master, you are tired, Xiang'er will give you a shoulder beat."

The two little ones cheered and flew over in a swish, scrambling to beat the master's shoulders, and glanced proudly at the new kid who dared to rob the master with them.

Gouwa lowered his head and barked softly: "Master Zhang."

Zhang Wenfeng ordered: "Goofy, from now on, you can read, read, and chant scriptures in Xianlingguan. After three years, if you perform well, I can accept you as an apprentice of Xianlingguan and teach you the cultivation methods. Would you like it?"

Gou Wa blinked his eyes, raised his head and asked, "Can I learn fairy arts like Tong Guan and the others?"

"Yes. It depends on your performance in three years. If you are afraid of difficulties and lazy, if you steal women to play tricks, the fairy temple will not accept you. When the time comes, you will be sent back to where you came from."

"I don't want to go back."

Gouwa weakly barked, "Master Zhang, I will learn how to read, read, and recite scriptures in the future. I don't dare to be lazy. I ask you one thing, can you give me a name, Gouwa barks too badly."

Being able to stay, he felt a lot more at ease, and finally he didn't have to go out to beg for food.

Zhang Wenfeng pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "'People are like ants, they live in peace. I named you 'Gou'an', which means tenacious survival and peace with the situation."

Leng Xiang praised in a low voice: "A good name, with artistic conception!"

Gouwa wrinkled his little black face and struggled to speak for himself: "Master Zhang, I don't want the last name 'dog', it doesn't sound good." He didn't want the dog no matter it was.

Hu Qiang'er smiled and said: "That's not easy, my surname is Hu, and it's called 'Hu Gou'an, just listen to it."

"No, it's ugly."

Gou Wa boldly shouted: "My surname is 'Zhang An,' and the master's surname is 'Zhang An, don't use the word 'dog'."

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said, "You can call it whatever you want."

This child's aptitude is very special, and his understanding of swordsmanship is extraordinary. He is the only one he has ever seen. He has a personality in his bones.

Wait and see.

Chapter 655 Zongmen affairs, everything comes to heart

As the end of the year approaches, the sky is gloomy and the north wind is blowing, and the trees are whistling.

Walking out of the hot alchemy stone room, the cold wind swayed the hem of the Taoist robe, Yan Jing frowned slightly with a touch of indifferent thought, she planned to go to the medicine garden three miles away to relieve the exhaustion of too much thinking, looked up and saw the priest ascending the stairs , hurried forward two steps to salute and welcome.

Zhang Wenfeng has been back for several days. Apart from the normal practice and homework with holding the sword, he walks around and talks with people at other times. Today, he specially went to the Dan Medical Hall and said with a smile: "Get up. I will give you the medicine before." How is the refinement of ghost-head mushroom?"

Yan Jing stretched out her hand to invite, and led the temple master to the stone castle hall on the other side. The alchemy room was not tidied up, and she said: "My disciple is stupid, and he used ghost-head mushrooms as the main ingredient, and started a fire to refine a furnace of second-order You Huaqi. For poison pills, I only have two finished pills, I went to Jade Dragon Monastery a few days ago to discuss the compatibility of pill recipes with Master Yin who taught me before, thinking that I will refine the second batch after I am sure."

Rare things are precious, so the temple owner gave her two ghost-headed mushrooms, and she had to refine them well to be worthy of the audience's trust.

Walking into the hall, several other monks from the alchemy hall came to salute and say hello, prepared spiritual fruits and cooked tea for the guests.

Zhang Wenfeng greeted several people, motioned Yan Jing to sit down, and said with a smile: "The main medicine is limited, and it can't be released when it is refined. It's difficult for you." He took out two wooden boxes and pushed them to the person on the opposite side of the case. woman.

Yan Jing was a little puzzled and opened a brown wooden box, which was full of dried ghost-head mushrooms. Based on her experience of studying the medicinal properties of ghost-head mushrooms for many days, she could see the medicinal properties of ghost-head mushrooms at a glance. Full-bodied, it can be called the best.

"The ghost-head mushroom and ghost grass that I just got are quite a lot. I'll get you fifty or sixty samples first, and let's refine it. Alchemy is very expensive. If you need to go to the mountain chief later, the rest are stored in the warehouse. .”

Zhang Wenfeng said it lightly, and he didn't expect that Bai Wuchang collected two big bags of medicine for him, which looked like worthless things.

Yan Jing stood up all of a sudden, with a look of excitement on her usually indifferent face. With so many ghost-headed mushrooms to practice, she believed that she could refine the third-level Youhua Cowardly Pill, and she could maintain the success rate of about five pills. , The viewer is right, alchemists are all made of spiritual medicinal materials.

A few other people rushed over and opened another wooden box to look at it.

The ghost grass is even rarer in the world than the ghost-head mushroom. It can be used as the main medicine to refine it into a elixir for improving the soul.

Yan Jing scolded: "Everyone has no rules, don't mess with the medicinal materials on the table. Where is the tea for the priest? After waiting for a long time, the spiritual fruit has not been served yet. Shi Dongyun, what about you, do something to grind Slow down, let the audience see the jokes of our alchemy hall?"

The charming woman named Shi Dongyun was the best of the second batch of disciples, she was lively and said with a smile: "My lord, please wait a moment, Senior Sister Yan, don't you want to monopolize so many good medicinal materials, let's all score some points. 99

Yan Jing stared, and said: "Don't think that there are two types of medicinal materials that are not rare. Each of you can have up to three types. You have to wait for you to study alchemy skills further, and I will allow you to refine them. Anyone who can advance to the free state, You can let go of alchemy."

Shi Dongyun made a strange face, and sighed: "I don't know when I will be able to advance to the free state, hey, it's so difficult!" Seeing that Senior Sister Yan raised her eyebrows, she was about to be scolded again, so she hurriedly shouted: "The tea is almost ready, The spirit fruit will come soon."

Slip down to prepare spiritual fruit, snacks and the like.

Zhang Wenfeng watched Yan Jing separate the medicinal materials into a stack of individual small wooden boxes, meticulously draw the banning talisman, and call other monks to move the wooden boxes to the Danfang warehouse, register them in the book, and do things in an orderly manner, he nodded secretly.

After staying in the Dan Medical Hall for half an hour, after understanding the situation, he finished his conversation and got up to go out.

Yan Jing led a group of monks to send the temple master away, and walked towards the alchemy room full of energy.

Zhang Wenfeng came out of the Danyi Hall, walked along the stream to another small hill, and when he reached the top of the mountain, a student from the Zhike Hall immediately stepped forward to salute.

"Is Deacon Fan there?"

"In the hall, Master, please wait a moment, the deacon will come out to greet you immediately."

The disciple replied politely.

Fan Chongfeng, who received the letter in Zhike Hall, took several people with him

Going out in a hurry, invite the temple master who came to visit suddenly into the lobby to sit down.

Compared with the rigor and relaxation of the Danyitang, the Zhiketang has more rules, no one is loud, and the reception is skillful and silent. All kinds of snacks are brought up in a short while, and the spiritual tea is placed on the table beside the temple owner.

It was the head of the mountain who discovered that Fan Chongfeng was a man with exquisite faces, and he appreciated how he treated people and things. After discussing with Fan Chongfeng, who is currently in the know, Fan Chongfeng was appointed as the deacon of Zhiketang.

Fan Chongfeng, who has been in the field for many times to pull up a group of subordinates who have lived through life and death for many years, does some welcoming and sending tasks, and he is very familiar with it.

Otherwise, he would be able to recover his previous cultivation in less than three years.

However, it will cause great obstacles to his advancement to the free state within ten years. How dare he take it lightly, put on a fake face, deal with all kinds of people in Zhiketang, and experience his state of mind. After half a year, he noticed the benefits of it.

Peace of mind, peace of mind, peace of mind.

Guanzhu Zhang chatted with Fan Chongfeng, who had changed a lot, for a long time, and encouraged him to keep going, not to be in a hurry, and when the karmic energy on his body was completely wiped away, it would be time for him to practice in peace of mind.

It was almost noon, walked out of Zhike hall, and waved to tell Fan Chongfeng not to send him away.

Zhang Guanzhu walked west along the stream, and he liked to hear about the various changes in the sect. There was the head of the sect who oversaw all the affairs of the sect, Zhao Zhuer personally took over the Qingzheng other courtyard, the first batch of disciples were in charge of each hall, Zhang Xuandong, Zhuang Mi, etc. The disciples have been accumulating money outside the country all year round, such as Shui Qingru, Chen Zhongyuan going overseas, etc., working together, why not worry about the sect's prosperity?

Take a look at the sky, it should snow tomorrow.

There was a sound of quarreling in the woods around the bend in the distance.

"Don't call me Gouwa, except for the master, no one is allowed to call me Gouwa. If you play with me, you must call me 'Zhang Xuan'an', the name registered by the head of the mountain."

"Why did you change your name again? Does the master know?...You are robbing the master again, and you are in a hurry to rob me and you again."

Hu Qiang'er was very dissatisfied with the act of robbing the master with him.

If he couldn't find someone to play with, the apprentices would have had their annual vacation long ago, and he didn't even want to play with this new kid who didn't know the rules.

Gouwa proudly said: "The head of the mountain told me that the next generation of Wenzi is 'Xuan', and the word 'Xuan'an,' sounds nice, of course I have to change it. Hu Qiang'er, you are too domineering." Now, the temple master is not your master alone, and I won’t lose a piece of meat if I ask you to... Let me tell you, I am much older. Do you know how to dig loaches in winter? Can you catch birds with chopsticks?"

"Who cares, I can catch a bird from a tree with my bare hands."

"If you don't use your fairy magic, catch a sparrow with chopsticks and show me, I will admire you."

Listening to the quarrel between the two little guys, Zhang Wenfeng smiled and walked in the other direction, not to disturb their play, a dog who is a kid, can get involved with anyone, this is a kind of survival honed by the bottom of society ability.

He suddenly looked up to the west.

Two black dots flew here at a very fast speed. They were Le Zi and Yang Shuilan. They arrived two days ago to accompany the old man to celebrate the New Year.

Just wait for Uncle Lame's nagging, people talk a lot, huh.

Lu Zijin and Xiao Ni'er are coming home soon.

Chapter 656

On the afternoon of Chinese New Year's Eve, Gou Wa finally saw Xiao Ni'er and Lu Zijin who could almost hear cocoons.

In the snow-white forest, the sun slanted out long strips of sky-blue shade, and two figures, one large and one small, flew from the sky, and the strong and burly black man raised his head and laughed unscrupulously.

"My son-in-law has come back, little ones, don't come out to pick him up yet!"

Gouwa who made a better snowman with Hu Qiang'er and Lengxiang by the stream, was startled by the ugly sound of a donkey whistling behind the man.

Hu Qiang'er and Leng Xiang cheered, stepped on the wooden sword and flew into the air with a swish, leaving behind the three snowmen and the dumbfounded Gouwa.

Xiao Ni'er stretched out her small hand and pinched a handful of thick-skinned and thick-skinned Luzi, why was she shouting so loudly, her ears were ringing, she swung her fish tail, smiled and greeted the two young men, and opened her mouth wide open. He gestured to embrace Leng Xiang with both hands.

"Silly girl, do you miss your sister Qing Ni? Come and give me a hug!"

Leng Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, and pushed Hu Qiang'er beside her to protect her from disasters. She hadn't seen her for a while, and she really missed her, but she said, "No, you always bully me."

Little Ni'er pushed Hu Qiang'er who couldn't help himself, and Hu Qiang'er spun in the air and bumped into the big black man.

Lu Zijin called Hu Qiang'er back as if he was having fun, Hu Qiang'er who was yelling couldn't stop at all, spinning between the two of them like a top, dizzy.

Gou Wa looked at the lively scene in the air, he was so envious, and wondered when he would be able to fly?

Little Ni'er glanced at the Heitan kid on the ground who just made a snowman with the little sprite, and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Zhang Xuan'an, I have met Xiao Nier... Senior Sister, I have met Master Donkey!"

Gouwa was a little afraid of the cyan carp tail exposed under the skirt of the little girl in the air. It shone brightly in the sun. It turned out to be a monster in the story. He didn't know how to call the two extraordinary people, so he used Hu Qiang'er's honorific name.

Worried about offending the cannibal, he is lean and not chewy, so don't eat him.

"Zhang Xuan'an? You are the master's nephew."

Lu Zijin pressed Hu Qiang'er who had stopped and turned around several times, swung his right hand, and took out a ball of rocks with a yellowish luster, and stuffed it to Hu Qiang'er who was stumbling around, and said with a happy smile, "This is a New Year's gift for you."

Hu Qiang'er shook his head vigorously, stood still and smiled openly: "Mr. Donkey, where did you find the rock jade crystal, why don't you turn around a few times and let me earn an extra treasure?"

"Pull you down, think of good things."

Lu Zijin threw the same rock jade crystal to Leng Xiang, took out a dark fruit the size of a pigeon egg from the storage space, threw it casually, and the fruit floated in front of the eagerly watching Gou Wa, and said: "For you Gift, black grape fruit, eating it can increase strength and lay a good foundation for cultivation."

Gou Wa caught the scent and it should be ripe fruit, he had suffered before, he didn't dare to eat casually, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Donkey, I haven't practiced immortality yet, so eating this fruit won't cause stomach upset, right?"

No matter how delicious the fruit was, he would die if he ate it. He would rather keep his mouth shut.

"No, I usually eat black grapes as snacks for fun, and I won't give you other fruits, you can't bear it."

Lu Zijin seemed to be very sincere and casually said, monks flying from all over the mountains saluted this way, he waved happily to say hello, and flew towards the Taoist temple on the highest mountain, he saw the master of the temple waving to him.

Little Ni'er casually threw a translucent fruit like a blister to Gou Wa. Now she has piles of treasures on her body, and there are even more worthless gadgets. She flicked her tail and flew there happily. there.

Hu Qiang'er and Leng Xiang gnawed the spiritual fruit rewarded by the two bosses, and followed them with a smile.

Gouwa was left in the snow below holding two fruits. After a battle between man and nature, he couldn’t resist the temptation of the fruits. The black grapes were so delicious. He chose to trust the famous Lu Zijin and ate them. There are benefits.

Hearing Hu Qiang'er brag, Mr. Donkey is the second-ranked master in the sect. He is only inferior to the master. He speaks one word and one nail in his mouth, except that he sometimes likes to joke and tease his own people.

Wipe the dark fruit on the cuffs and clothes, and eat it in a few mouthfuls.

Sweet and savory, extra delicious.

Lu Zijin, who had already flown into the distance, suddenly turned around, blinking his eyes and smirking badly: "Boy, hurry up, pull it down into your pants, don't cry."

How can there be such a cheap advantage in the world, that if you don't suffer, you can increase your strength and lay a solid foundation for cultivation?

The master of the temple often said that one can be a master only when one endures hardships, so what are you afraid of if you suffer from diarrhea?

Gouwa could no longer swear, covering his rumbling stomach, his short legs were rolling fast in the snow, and he ran towards the latrine like the wheels of a car, taking precautions, he was tricked by the big black man.

Lu Zijin laughed and let out a donkey bray, and said, "Don't throw away the other fruit in your hand, save it for tomorrow to eat."

After descending to the top of the mountain, I met with the temple master, Yang Shuilan, Le Zi, the head of the mountain, Zhao Shimei and others. After some excitement, I walked into the side hall to display the treasures he had collected outside these days.

Little Ni'er couldn't be more excited, and also took out a bunch of rare spiritual fruits and treasures to complement each other.

The head of the mountain smiled from ear to ear, and praised the two princes for their selfless attachment to the sect. They are role models for our generation. Of course, he hopes that all those who come back from going out will be like this, and piles of treasures will go home.

He unceremoniously put away all the items and will store them in the treasury for registration.

The family is big and the business is big, and the expenses are also big.

Little Ni'er snuggled up beside her, very affectionate.

Listening to everyone chatting, she suddenly thought of something, and said, "Mother, there is a secret place in Bolan Lake that is about to be opened, when the time comes, you and I will go in and explore it together?"