In a blink of an eye, it’s October 18th.
After telling the apprentices the short story "Smashing the Water Jar" in the training hall, Zhang Wenfeng saw Yun Qiuhe appearing at the back door. He announced that the class was over, returned the salute to all the apprentices who were holding fists and saluting in accordance with the rules, and then stood up and walked out of the training hall.
Last time he gave Yun Qiuhe a white jade array device, which allows him to move around freely on the outer and second floors of the array.
"Fellow Taoist Yun, I haven't seen you for a while, my blessed and infinite deity!"
"Guanzhu Zhang is well, Dao Ancestor is merciful!"
After Yun Qiuhe cupped her fists in greeting, with a smile on her face, she greeted Yue Anyan and Zhang Wenxing as they were going out. She glanced at the three people who had just behaved themselves. As the three of them left the training hall, which suddenly turned into a duck shed, she saw that the three of them seemed to be Not surprised, he pointed back and said curiously:
"You don't care?"
"Taoism is at ease, Taoism is inaction. You can't just lecture verbally, you have to practice it. Make them obey the rules when teaching, and take care of them after class. As long as they don't tear down the house, it's okay to have fights."
"Uh... why didn't I meet such an open-minded tutor as you back then? I was often slapped on the hand, made to stand, and not allowed to eat."
"If jade is not polished, it cannot be used. Fellow Taoist Yun will suffer."
After Zhang Wenfeng laughed, he suddenly thought and said, "Fellow Taoist Yun, if you are interested, you can come here as a guest lecturer and give lectures to them occasionally. There is no limit to the form or content of the lecture."
"Is that okay? I want to take them to play hide-and-seek all over the mountain. Now that I can fly, they can't find me."
Yun Qiuhe was very interested and eager to try.
She wanted many people to play hide-and-seek together. The more people, the better. For this, she was severely beaten by the instructor and locked in a dark room for a day.
Zhang Wenfeng looked at such an unreliable lecturer.
He felt that he was not considering it. Master Tangtang Jianweijing actually had such a childlike heart. He nodded with a smile and said:
"Can!"
Yun Qiuhe smiled narrowly and tried Zhang Guanzhu's sincerity. She was really embarrassed to ask her to lead a group of children to play hide-and-seek. How old she is. She approached Yue Anyan and said, "Sister Yue, your cultivation is progressing very quickly. , are all in the middle stage of Huaqi Realm.”
"What happened in the past few days."
Yue Anyan glanced at the back of the viewer walking in front and smiled.
Last time I listened to the temple master reciting the Heart Sutra, my soul was touched, and I fell into trance for more than an hour. When I woke up, I felt that my body and mind were clear, and my cultivation level did not increase much. But then I went to the bamboo house next to the pool to practice for two hours every night. It only took a few days for him to break through, and asked: "You have been back for many days. Is it because the sect doesn't let you come out?"
"Yes, Master refused to let me go. I was stubborn for a few days, and I battled wits and courage with her. Master couldn't get enough of me, so he had to let me go down the mountain."
Talking and laughing, we came to the tea room arranged in the southeast courtyard.
Zhang Wenfeng started adding charcoal to boil water, rinsed the tea set, took out a bamboo jar and started frying the finished autumn tea himself.
Yue Anyan and Yun Qiuhe sat across from each other, laughing in low voices and talking endlessly.
Second senior brother Zhang Wenxing went to the dining hall and Qingzheng Courtyard to look around, and later he had to teach the apprentices how to read.
These days, he and Wei Xingde, together with five older boys, spent time every day cutting down trees and bamboos, driving piles and weaving fences along the edge of the mountain gate.
When spring comes, dig up some tribulus thorns, hibiscus, and roses to plant, or plant cut old stems.
It won't be long before a green wall with blooming flowers will be formed.
Picking up the white porcelain tea cup, the tea was clear and green. Yun Qiuhe smelled the fragrance of the tea, took a sip, and said with a smile after a while: "This tea is different from the usual ones. It has a slightly bitter taste and a long aftertaste of sweetness. What new product is it?" "
"The autumn tea from the mountains and wild fields picked by myself is just the original soup. Do you like to take some with you?"
"It tastes good. I'll take some back later."
Yun Qiuhe heard that it was wild tea produced by the Taoist temple, so he was not polite.
She took out a wooden box from her sleeve pocket, put it on the coffee table and pushed it to Zhang Guanzhu opposite, saying: "I'll bring it to you -->>
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I bought one hundred and twenty thorn-crown wire vine seeds. Other spiritual plant seeds were not very suitable and very expensive. I couldn’t afford a few. "
She said what she meant without any pretense.
Zhang Wenfeng read the "Book of Materia Medica of Spiritual Plants" many times and knew that the thorn plant is a spiritual plant with no rare medicinal value. It is characterized by its toughness, the hook thorns have some paralyzing toxins, and the fruit contains trace amounts of poison. After roasting, it can Use as an auxiliary medicine to make elixirs.
He picked up the wooden box and said thanks, then opened the lid and found a box full of seeds. He twisted one in his hand and looked at it carefully.
The round dark red seeds slightly reflect the metallic luster, are slightly larger than the bean, and look as solid as a lotus seed.
"The Thorn-Hooked Wire Vine is just right for my secret technique. Please worry about it. I will try to cultivate and plant the Thorn-Hooked Wire Vine when the time comes. The mountain gate formation has just been formed, and the spiritual energy is gathering at the eye of the formation. I should be able to grow spiritual plants."
Yun Qiuhe smiled and said, "You can give it a try. It might not be difficult to plant thorn-crotch vines."
He took out a thin book with a black cover and handed it to Zhang Guanzhu who was looking at her, and said: "I went to Zhoucheng to assess my cultivation. I walked around the newly built Fangshi Street and happened to see this wooden sword in a shop. The price of the remaining chapters of the Dharma was not expensive, and the sword skills were not fake, so I bought it. The sect’s secret sword skills are not suitable to be copied and given away to avoid trouble."
Hearing what Zhang Wenfeng said, he took the brand new store copy book with both hands. The cover said "Wujiu Bagua Sword" and the small characters marked "Wuxing", and he flipped through it briefly.
I don’t know where the store found the secret technique. It was extremely incomplete, with only two complete sword moves in it.
The others either have heads missing, a lot of tails, or the heads and tails are pinched off.
He put away the booklet and cupped his fists to express his thanks. Yun Qiuhe was a very particular person and said they were not expensive. He estimated that the two items cost a lot. Even the incomplete secret skills were still secret skills and not ordinary goods.
Yun Qiuhe waved his hand to show that he was not polite, and said with a smile: "I can't stand He Guangjun's arrogance. He knows a lot of three-legged cat swordsmanship, and challenges him to fight from all over the world. He looks so ugly with his eyes higher than his head and his tail raised to the sky. Okay. It’s amazing. In fact, as long as you practice swordsmanship to a high level and understand the true meaning of the spell, why should you be afraid of him?"
Her master was defeated by He Guangjun's sword, and she was very upset about this.
Zhang Wenfeng was stunned and said with a smile: "Die Ji, swordsmanship is not inferior to swordsmanship, it depends on the person who uses the sword."
He was suddenly reminded from Yun Qiuhe's words, why should he stick to the boundaries of swordsmanship and swordsmanship?
Since you can learn both, you can use both swordsmanship and swordsmanship, whatever is convenient for you.
After drinking a pot of tea, Yue Anyan took Yun Qiuhe outside to set up the "Liangyi Water Transformation Formation". After finally catching someone, he couldn't do anything without asking for advice. Yun Qiuhe now has the title of Fairy Spirit Guest Qing. The relationship becomes closer.
Zhang Wenfeng walked around the corridor of the training hall. The apprentices were studying seriously. He walked out of Qingzheng Courtyard and came to the back mountain.
Holding three thorn-hook wire vine seeds in his hand, he silently read the scriptures on the ancient scroll. After feeling for a moment, he put away one seed. With his current cultivation level, he could only use two spiritual plant seeds as the "source of the curse." ".
As he recited the scriptures silently, there was an invisible and faint sound of the scriptures, like water, flowing through his body, washing away the invisible dirt and dust.
Zhong Wenyong inside the bottle didn't dare to move for a long time, but here he comes again! He couldn't pry, so he had to be careful.
Zhang Wenfeng casually threw the two seeds into the mist.
The Tangled Roots Curse is activated.
"Swish, swish, swish", countless dark red vines rolled and wrapped around a seven or eight-foot rock several times.
Following the manipulation of Zhang Wenfeng's left hand, the vines as thick as copper coins quickly tightened, and the hooks and thorns were as thin as fangs. Blocks of dust rose up in the mist.
Zhang Wenfeng released his fingers, and the dark red vines quickly lost their vitality and withered, drifting in the wind like dried melon vines.
Using the seeds of the thorn-hooked iron vine as the source of the spell, the intertwined spell he cast finally had some of the power that a magical power should have. However, the cost of activating it was also not small. In just a few breaths, more than half of the energy in his body was consumed.
Everything is obtained in exchange for a price!
It's just a matter of whether the price is high or low, visible or invisible.
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