Qingzheng Villa today is different from the past. There is no usual bustle and bustle, and the bell does not even ring once. The apprentices quietly listen to classes, finish classes, study on their own, practice, eat, and walk softly around the southeast courtyard surrounded by fog.
In the kitchen, the old lame man was distracted while washing and picking vegetables. He threw the whole vegetable into the dustpan several times.
Wei Xingde handed the old cripple a wine gourd and asked him to move a stool to the door and sit there, drinking slowly to pass the time.
Before the little fox demon walked into the archway gate, she noticed that the Xianling Temple array was open. She accepted the note handed to her by an apprentice, and after reading it, she went to the newly built mid-level pavilion in Xianling Mountain, where she prepared an easel and Drawing boards, paper, drawings and other necessary items.
Next to the cave in Tukun on the back mountain, a new cave was opened, in which the mountain badger lay sleeping soundly.
It was busy for most of last night and rested early. I don't know what happened today.
Outside the tea house, Zhang Wenfeng recited the scriptures several times, closed the door and walked out. Nothing was too much. In his heart, he didn't want the donkey to follow the spiritual path, but the donkey had already embarked on a different path of cultivation.
After inspecting the Qingzheng Courtyard, I chatted with the second senior brother and Yue Anyan for a while, and then everyone went about their own business.
It is over the Guizailing area with a radius of more than 100 miles.
Dark clouds shrouded the place, the sun was almost invisible, and the wind was blowing.
Mo Qingyu, the Free Realm monk who was stationed here, for safety reasons, asked the monks sent by various sects to develop the hills to withdraw and gather on several hills bordering the Huanye wasteland.
From yesterday morning when she noticed something unusual in Guizailing, until today, she didn't dare to sleep a wink.
This territory was too uneasy for people to worry about. She guessed it was related to the owner of "Mo Ling You Jing", and she didn't know what the mysterious existence meant? If you don't want them to be entrenched, they can retreat quickly with just one word.
Why bother to make such noise to scare them?
I can't live a good life.
Three monsters flew from the southwest, led by the tall ape monster with white beard and hair.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, instead of enjoying the blessings of your base in the mountains, you come to this barren mountain to enjoy the cool breeze, and you still make such a big noise. Which song are you singing about? Could it be that a treasure has been born in Guizailing?"
The ape demon stopped a hundred feet away and glanced at the alert human monks below, with an ugly smile on its ugly face.
The battle in the sky is really unusual. According to the wishes of the other guys from the demon clan, they sneak in quietly to investigate. If there is a treasure, they will grab it. If there is no treasure, they will pull it down. Anyway, they will not suffer any loss.
The ape demon is relatively stable, and he knows some long-lasting secrets, so he feels that things will not be simple.
Mo Qingyu flew into the air, smiled a little reluctantly, and said: "Fellow Ape Daoist, if you want to know the answer, you can go to Guiziling and have a look in person. Whatever treasures you have will belong to you. Over the years, you demon clan has been fighting ghosts for a long time." Don’t you understand the situation in Zailing? Why are you making sarcastic remarks here?”
You can't prevent it for a while. The movement in the sky is too big and you can't hide it.
She simply put on a rake-up attitude and left it up to you to see and bear the consequences.
The ape demon laughed a few times, then neatly cupped his fists and raised his hands: "I'm sorry to bother you, fellow Taoist Mo Yaxing, but I'm going to take my leave!"
He turned around and flew back, pretending not to hear Mo Qingyu's hypocritical invitation to stay.
The previous Monster Clan territory included Gui Zailing, and there were some secrets passed down by word of mouth. He had heard that this land seemed to be related to a mysterious master from the Nether Realm, or it might have been the three free-spirited monks from the Da'an Dynasty. , proposed to replace the territory of Guiziling with the territory of the three-tailed demon fox tribe. He fought against all opinions and reached an agreement with humans.
Now I see that a mute human being can't express the pain after eating Coptis chinensis, which further proves that the previous rumors are true.
He wouldn't touch this hot potato, lest it get stuck in his hands and he wouldn't be able to get it off.
When I get back, I have to give a stern warning to some simple-minded idiots not to get into any fucking trouble.
Mo Qingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the sky.
When the sun sets, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipate, and nothing happens. The dark land is still dark, but the sky is not so scary.
Mo Qingyu ordered the monks who were staying in the field to go back. She sighed again and waved her hand to play several communication talismans.
Fairy Spirit View Pavilion on the mountainside.
Zhang Wenfeng saw that it was getting late and sent the little fox demon down the mountain to go home.
He walked along the path built on the mountainside and came to the southwest slope of Xianling Mountain. He circled around the newly transplanted ancient walnut tree. He did not disturb the little demon who was weak because of the movement of the roots. He took a rest and walked downhill to the stream. side.
The setting sun dyes the mountains and forests with bright red, and the scenery is extremely beautiful.
The shadow beside him was a beautiful dark red, and suddenly the shadow moved, and Mo Ye walked out.
After looking at the sky in the southwest, Mo Ye stepped on the pebbles by the stream with his bare feet and walked slowly to the northwest.
"The donkey has made a breakthrough. You can use the wood crystal stone given to you by the landowner to practice once. It will not be good if it takes too long."
After a few steps, Mo Ye disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Wenfeng cupped his hands and thanked Mo Ye for his advice. He decided to practice with wood spar tonight. Although he didn't quite understand why the Earth God returned the spar he had given him as a favor, why should he keep it for a long time?
Could it be that the crystals given by the land have other unknown values?
Fly into Qingzheng Courtyard from the back mountain.
There were many apprentices playing in the field. When they saw the patron appearing in an unusual way, they all clasped their fists and saluted.
Zhang Wenfeng returned the favor and flew down to the foggy southeast courtyard corridor and gently opened the door of the tea house.
The donkey was bathed in spiritual energy, and its black fur exuded flowing brilliance. It looked extraordinary. Its cultivation was not stable, and it could not restrain the abnormality on its body. It grinned strangely and looked over. It couldn't suppress its joyful expression and said. : "Guanzhu, I successfully broke through the realm!"
"Okay, okay, congratulations!"
Zhang Wenfeng made a secret to restore the formation to its original state, letting the gathering fog slowly dissipate, and said with a smile: "At noon today, we collected the mature jade millet from the eight jade millet spiritual plants, and the lame uncle started to wash the straw and leaves. I chopped it up, mixed it with good ingredients for you, and prepared a jar of good wine, just waiting for you to go out and enjoy it."
"Ah uh..."
When the donkey heard that there was something delicious to eat, he almost drooled and ran out the door.
It ran around the field almost without touching its hooves, shouting loudly and happily announcing that it had broken through the border.
"It's a donkey... a mountain-protecting spiritual beast!"
"The mountain-protecting spirit beast! Mighty!"
"mighty!"
The apprentices cheered and chased the donkeys who were running around in circles. For a while, the Qingzheng Courtyard was bustling with excitement.
The old lame man in the kitchen heard the commotion and hurriedly threw away the fire stick, picked up the bucket he had prepared in the corner, and limped out of the door. When he saw the black shadow running happily under the sunset, which seemed to be shining brightly, his chest There was an uncontrollable excitement everywhere, his face turned red, and he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Donkey day, come here and let me take a look!"
The donkey leapt over the heads of the apprentices who were chasing it all over the place, and landed in the kitchen of the east courtyard.
It rubbed its head against the old cripple's shoulder, causing the old cripple to stagger and laugh. It wanted to tell the old lame man, the former mentor of Jianghu Dream.
Mr. Donkey is not bad! I didn’t embarrass you!
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