Taoist chanting

"It's not really important. The old man saw that you suddenly retreated more than ten years ago, and I was very worried about that Meng Mei. I was worried that he would be bad for you, fellow Daoist Zhang. I will feel relieved after seeing you once."

The old man Fushan knew that Meng Mei, who had an extraordinary ability to escape, was hiding nearby, so he said straight to the point.

"You fart, the friendship between me and Taoist Zhang can be learned from all over the world, you old man ruined my reputation for no reason, hum, we are not finished."

You Meng was so angry that he showed his figure and cursed loudly.

From the forest on the left came Tao Niangzi's charming laughter: "Friend You Daoist, what good reputation does your Mengmei clan have, don't you know it yourself?"

Immediately afterwards, Duke Mang's sharp smile came again: "I remember that there is a popular saying in the ancient books that they are called "dream demons".

These words are to remind Taoist Zhang face to face, in the future, be more careful about the old man Mengmei, and don't talk about Mengmei's way.

"It's unreasonable. How many years have passed since the old calendar, and you frogs at the bottom of the well are still chewing their tongues."

You Meng was very angry. If his cultivation hadn't recovered, he would have rushed out to fight the three old monsters who slandered his innocence. Then he thought of something, and sneered: "I advise you not to think wishful thinking, trying to provoke me to fight with you!" There is no door for the relationship between Zhang Daoshi, and I am too lazy to step on the three of you who are bored."

As he said that, he calmly disappeared in stealth, and there was no need to be on the same level as ignorant people.

He and Zhang Daochang lived and died together, and it can't be broken with a few words.

Later, I will settle accounts with the three old demons.

Zhang Wenfengming

Knowing the contradiction between the two parties, he smiled and cupped his hands as a gesture to thank the three for their kindness. After standing and chatting for a while, the three big demons left.

Going out from the original road of Hantan Cave Mansion, Guizai Ridge has already been guarded by another free-standing monk from Xianling Temple.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced around for a moment, without disturbing anyone, and left quietly. It was already afternoon when the sun was setting in the sect when he returned to the sect.

In autumn, the leaves are yellow and the chrysanthemums are fragrant.

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the old Shanmen archway with mottled traces left by the sun and rain, and sighed in his heart that time passed easily.

More than ten years have passed by with a flick of a finger, but the scenery remains the same, leaving traces of time.

Tu Hufa took his disciples into the secret realm twice. He had already heard that his two brothers passed away one after another in the early years.

"Master, you are back."

A boy emerged from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree by the road, and he let out a yelp in surprise.

Afterwards, the entire mountain gate was bustling with countless monks flying from all over to welcome the return of the temple master who had been away for many years. The sixth group of disciples had heard the temple master's name for a long time, and it was the first time they met, so they gathered outside to salute.

After making a fuss for a long time, it stopped and dispersed.

Yue Anyan walked up the mountain with the temple master, and Shui Qingru followed behind with Qian Jing, listening to the conversation between the two in front.

"The head of the mountain went out to escape from the world the year before last, under the guise of "telling the fortune by touching the bones". He said don't worry about him, he walks slowly, and it may take more than ten years. That girl doesn't even have news, she is the most heartless."

"There are also Wei Jingjie, Shang Qingyun, and Yan Jing. From the year before last to this year, they went out one by one to escape from the ordinary. If you are going to go off the beaten path."

Shui Qingru heard that it was on her, and replied with a smile: "I'm not in a hurry, just wait a few more years."

The master turned his head and glanced, the disciple's evil energy was completely gone, he had already completed the third level, his aura was restrained, he could go out at any time, and he looked at Qian Jing who was dodging, no wonder the earth guardian was ambiguous when he mentioned Qian Jing, In Qian Jing's case, it was clearly the first time he failed to pass the test.

"That's right, for earning a shop for the sect, how much profit will the head of the mountain share with you?"

"The head of the mountain wants to give me [-]%, and the goods, manpower, sales, etc. are all handled by the sect. I said that it only needs [-]%, and the head of the mountain insists on giving me [-]%. The disciples have to accept it."

"Take it, it's yours."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and made the final decision. As a martial artist, he will spend a lot of money in the future.

You Mengchang floated away after walking out of the secret realm.

When you get to the top of the mountain, wash your hands and face, arrange your clothes and go to the main hall of the old Taoist temple first, and then enter the west hall after the incense ceremony.

After drinking tea with them for a while, and chatting about sect affairs, Yue Anyan saw that the temple master had something to do, so he went back first.

Zhang Wenfeng took out a jade box, handed it to Shui Qingru, and said, "I wrote down how to use these body training powders on a note. You spend three to two years to train your body, and then you can go out and walk away from the world." .”

Shui Qingru took it with both hands, thank you, and leave first.

Looking at Qian Jing who was wringing his sleeves with his fingers, Zhang Wenfeng said a few words of relief, and asked, "You seem to have something on your mind? Can you tell me about it?" He took a sip from the teacup.

Qian Jing hesitated for a while, summoned up his courage, raised his head and said, "Monastery Lord, are you..."

She blushed suddenly and couldn't speak.

Zhang Wenfeng almost choked on a sip of tea, what the hell was going on.

It's no wonder that Qian Jing couldn't get through the level for the first time, and it was still related to him as the master of the temple for a long time. Qian Jing had a knot in his heart, and he had to untie this knot, otherwise the road ahead would be difficult.

chapter 704

Putting down the teacup slowly, Zhang Wenfeng didn't look at Qian Jing who lowered his head with a tangled and shy expression, thought for a while, and said, "I'll tell you a story, let me tell you first, don't cry."

Curiously, Qian Jing raised her head and glanced at the temple master outside the window, and said in a low voice, "No way, tell me."

Withdrawing his thoughts, Zhang Wenfeng got up and walked to the desk, laid out a large drawing paper, and took out the charcoal sticks of willow branches that had not been used for a long time, his voice seemed a little hollow.

"This is a story with joy and sorrow. I was very young at that time. As long as I can remember, my parents are always busy with work, and the second brother is also the same. I am busy in the fields just to have a drink. Thick, the eldest brother has already married a wife and lived alone. The thin and thin third sister with a shofar braid has a pair of big eyes. She took care of me since she was a child. Let me first..."

He used his supernatural powers to keep himself out of the matter, and his voice didn't fluctuate, talking about bits and pieces of his childhood.

Using charcoal hooks to paint memories that have long been blurred, all the pictures seem to be diluted by the years, and the paintings are blurred and specious. One exception, the thin figure with pigtails.

Only those braids are the beautiful scenery that he can't erase from his memory.

Speaking of the third sister who married far away when she was 15 years old, she dragged him to cry very sadly, and he chased for several miles crying and shouting.

There was very little news from the third sister, and then it was completely cut off.

Those years were not easy to survive.

Until I met a little girl selling flowers in Moon Crow Lake, the picture also freezes on the head of the little girl who was wronged and did not dare to cry out, pursing her mouth and wrinkling her nose.

There seemed to be cheerful voices echoing in my ears.

"Brother, brother!"

Zhang Wenfeng raised his head in a daze and was speechless, expressing the inexplicable relief in his heart, as if the invisible shackles had been removed.

Qian Jing had already heard tears streaming down her face. It was indeed a sad story. She believed from the bottom of her heart that what the master told was true. The way the master occasionally looked at her before revealed a trace of intimacy that made her unable to figure it out, which made her distressed. , and made her misunderstand for many years, and now she suddenly understands.

If it wasn't for her practice, she would definitely not be able to accept such absurd and mysterious things.

Taking the handkerchief handed by the temple master, Qian Jing didn't wipe it off, showing a tear-stained smiling face, raised her head and said, "I want to go and see where she lived last, her cemetery."

Zhang Guanzhu nodded, walked out the door, and smiled at the two boys guarding the big tree far away.

Hu Qiang'er and Leng Xiang looked at Qian Jing who seemed to have been crying, and followed the viewer closely into the air, heading south. The two looked at each other, and Hu Qiang'er muttered: "Isn't the master bullying Qian Jing?" ? Why is she crying?"

"What are you talking about, I didn't see Qian Jing walking out of the door with a smile, so the master wouldn't bully others."

"Uh, no, then why is Qian Jing crying, there are still tears on her face."

"Why don't you ask the master?"

"Are you going to ask?"

"Go!" The two little guys quarreled.

In the autumn of Qianyanshan Village, the ground is paved with yellow leaves, showing a bit of bleakness and desolation.

The two young male and female Taoist priests, who were neatly dressed and looked very handsome, landed on the gravel road in the village from the air, attracting many ignorant children to watch, and then they were driven home by the stiff eyes of adults who laughed and bowed down.

In remote mountain villages, it is rare to see a flying fairy.

The children in the village have also been sent to the town many times to participate in the assessment of apprentices at the gate of the fairy mountain. Over the past 30 years, several of them entered different Taoist temples to practice, but they all studied for three years and returned. too much.

Be in awe of the gods and not offend them by commenting.

Zhang Wenfeng took Qian Jing into the dilapidated yard with overgrown weeds and half of the stone wall collapsed, and told her in a low voice that when he was in front of the firewood gate, he used his toe to draw a broken mark that destroyed the luck of wealth. The shallow past.

Qian Jing just listened, and then followed the priest to the back mountain, and found a small grave surrounded by stones.

Zhang Wenfeng squatted down to pull out the weeds and bushes on the grave, and said, "It was the tour guide who led the way back then, who took my reward and asked the villagers to rebuild it, otherwise this grave would have ceased to exist."

That family was already dead, and the two of them just came to have a look.

After staying silent for a while, Zhang Wenfeng signaled Qian Jing to wait for a while, then he turned and walked towards the entrance of the village, where two well-dressed villagers were waiting at the intersection.

"Shang Mingyi pays homage to the Taoist chief, what orders does the chief have?"

"Get up, it's nothing, come and have a look, you are busy, we should go too."

Zhang Wenfeng sent two villagers who had practiced in other Taoist temples to fly into the air with Qian Jing, and soon disappeared.

After a while, those two people went back and forth, circled the solitary tomb where the weeds had been pulled out to reveal the soil, and one of them said: "It seems that the rumors I heard when I was a child, that Shang Baoxi's daughter-in-law has fairy relatives are true. , that family is really..."

"Shh! Be careful what comes out of your mouth."

"Let's work hard, this grave needs to be repaired."

"It should be fixed!"

Returning to the Zongmen, Zhang Wenfeng stood by the stream at the foot of the mountain. Zhang Wenfeng looked at Qian Jing who had been silent all the way, and said with a smile: "You are you, she is her, let the karma of the past pass by with a smile, untie the knot, and live in peace." How about practicing at the mountain gate?"

Qian Jing tilted his head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I want that scroll."

"The painting is a mess... okay, if you like it, you can get it yourself. I haven't been back to the mountain for many years, so I walked around."

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the recovered woman and ran towards the mountain road with a smile. He was also in an inexplicably good mood. One life will be one life. It is not a bad thing to deal with it like this. He waved to the treetops, and two boys flew to him, one left and one right.

"Let's go to patrol the mountains with the master."

"Okay, sir, please!"

The two boys followed each other all the way with great vigor, and the disciples they met saluted and greeted.

Three days later, Tu Kun, who had received the letter, came back from afar. Lu Zijin also came back with a simple and simple big mountain badger, and Xiao Nier followed Yang Shuilan. The disciples who went out, except those who had gone out of the world, And those who have to guard the shop, most of them rushed back to greet the master, say a few words, and stay for three or two days before returning.

Fairy Temple has not been so lively for many years.

There are fourth-rank monks coming to visit one after another, the house is full of guests, and the scene of incense is flourishing.

Half a month later, Zhike's disciples handed over the greeting card.

Zhang Wenfeng saw the two names "Wu Ganping and Fu Gujing" written on the post, and hurriedly got up and rushed to the new hall to meet the two old friends who came to visit, and warmly invited them to the west hall of the old Taoist temple to drink tea and talk about the old days.

However, the difference in status and status has not been seen for more than 30 years, and the two of them can't get along with him back to the past.

His speech and demeanor are more or less reserved, polite and flattering, and he does not seem to be in high spirits before.

Unlike He Guangjun and Chen Qingqiao before they made their fortunes.

How could those two be able to deal with him calmly?

After chatting for more than an hour, before seeing off the two old friends who got up to say goodbye, Zhang Wenfeng took out two jade boxes and said casually: "It's not any valuables, it just happens to be the third-grade Youhua detoxification pill that you can use, maybe If it can help the cultivation of the two brothers, please don't refuse!"

Fu Gujing took the jade box with both hands. It is not a secret in the Eastern Continent that Xianling Temple produces Youhua Elixir Pill, which can dissolve erysipelas. The outside world has never heard of anyone.

My heart is full of emotions, I am used to seeing the warmth and coldness of people in the past few years, especially when I failed to hit the free environment for the first time, I felt too much cynicism and listened to too many gossips in those years.

He and Lao Wu should have come to visit a long time ago, for no other reason, Zhang Guanzhu still treats his friends with sincerity.

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Chapter 705

Dongyue Daofang City in the far west sea area.

Zhang Xuan'an clearly handed over the position of the second shopkeeper of Xianling Commercial Bank to Ye Weiyin, and when he got the documents signed and stamped by the big shopkeeper and the warehouse, he immediately felt relaxed and walked out. He didn't want to stay longer in this increasingly prosperous place , laughed and said: "Shopkeeper Shen, Shopkeeper Ye, fellow disciples, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, we will meet later, let's go!"

At the beginning, he was not deep in the world, and was sent to a barren land by the head of the mountain in disguise for five years as a coolie. This three-story fairy firm and the "Cyclamen Restaurant" on another street have witnessed him. The hard work, to say too much is sweat.

After the shop opened, he received an order from the head of the mountain, and was ordered to be a waiter for five years.

The business was very deserted in those years, and the shop closed early. He had a lot of time to practice swords, cultivate, find people to discuss and exchange ideas, and even received several instructions from He Daochang. His cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds. Dan, he didn't make much effort, and broke through to the free state after a few days of retreat.

Shan Chang sent someone to announce the new appointment and promoted him to be the second shopkeeper of Xianling Trading Company.

In the past 13 years, he has witnessed Dongyuefang City grow from nothing, from a sparsely populated area to the current people coming and going. He originally thought that he would be allowed to leave his post and return to the mountain gate only after serving the five-year term of the second shopkeeper.

A few days ago, Ye Weiyin suddenly came to take over the position of the second shopkeeper with Taoist Yue's appointment letter, and told him the good news that the temple master had left the customs and returned to the mountain.

He was overwhelmed with surprise and excitement, the head of the mountain still remembered the agreement back then, and let the temple master go back when he left the customs.

Shen Shan smiled and stayed away from customers: "Master Xuan'an, it's not too late to return after the farewell banquet. I'll set three tables at Cyclamen."

"Shopkeeper Shen is polite, Xuan An is kind, let's meet again next time we have a chance."