No wonder Mo Ye said she shouldn't take action in the human world, but Zhang Wenfeng believed it now.
The movement was so great that thunder rolled down the sky and shook the earth, and he was expelled from the world as soon as he made a move.
He never thought that Mo Ye would give him such a big gift, help him take out the bronze lamp from the ground, and use his magical power to refine and shrink the bronze lamp under the thunder and send it to the back mountain. He actually already had it The heart to abandon this treasure.
Daolu Yuan launched a manual exploration and spent several years spreading out along the Yijian Gorge. He could always find the bronze lamps buried underground that were out of the control of his "judge".
His mind about gains and losses is different from that of most monks.
He wants to live in the sunshine and practice freely, and is not willing to stoop to the darkness and never see the light of day for a treasure.
Of course, Mo Ye paid so much to help him deliver the treasure, so he must cherish it even more.
Discuss with the Tu Ling who got up for a moment. In the next few decades, the Tu Ling will sit in the back mountain to guard this hard-won treasure. If you want to go out, you must inform the Guanzhu, who will guard you at home.
The stakes are high and one must be cautious.
After receiving the instructions from the hairpin ancestor, Tu Ling patted his chest and agreed.
His future opportunities for enlightenment are related to this lamp, and even if he is killed, he will not fly away.
"Master, are you and the earth spirit in there?"
From outside the hole above, a donkey brayed in surprise.
The commotion caused by the bronze lamp falling in the back mountain cave alarmed the donkey who was practicing in the bamboo building. It quickly patrolled the site of the Fairy Spirit Temple and found it nearby. Suddenly it smelled the scent of the temple owner and the earth spirit, and then found outside the cave entrance.
"Lv Zijin, I'm out of seclusion. You can help us look out for the wind at the entrance of the cave. We'll talk later."
Zhang Wenfeng said hello, made secrets with his hands, and mobilized the mountain gate formation to strengthen the isolation of the cave. He considered setting up several separate wooden formations to provide more protection to prevent the bronze lamp aura from leaking out and causing trouble.
The earth spirit took the initiative to speak: "Leave some small things to me. I will guide the cold breath leaked from the bronze lamp underground to nourish the mountain roots. You say hello to them. This cave is temporarily closed. I will leave the dark Door, you can come in and out at any time."
Zhang Wenfeng nodded. It would be best for an experienced earth spirit who is proficient in the earth element to make the arrangements.
Mo Ye also wanted Tu Ling to help him look after his home and care for his home, just to reassure him.
Walking out of the cave entrance, through the mist of the mountain col, in the wind and snow, I saw Donkey, Second Senior Brother, Yue Anyan, Mountain Badger and the little demon Hu Qian'er standing on the road waiting, and everyone rushed over one after another.
"I'm out of seclusion!"
Zhang Wenfeng walked out on the snow and held his hands with a smile: "Congratulations to senior brother for breaking through and advancing to the next level! The road to immortality will last forever!"
The second senior brother glanced at the junior sister next to him, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Just get out of seclusion, so that we don't have to worry about it, please give me your blessing!"
He successfully advanced to the Jianwei Realm in mid-November, and after stabilizing his cultivation, he had already gone to the county to take the exam and receive the status of "Master". At the moment, he was concerned about Yue Anyan's mood and did not talk much about the happy event of breaking through the realm.
Zhang Wenfeng greeted everyone present and said with a smile: "It's windy and snowy outside, come and sit in my cave."
The donkey knew that the viewer had returned to the mountain safely. It felt sad and said, "It's too late tonight. Master, please go to bed early. Let's talk again tomorrow morning." He drank and rubbed the mountain at the feet of the viewer without knowing anything. Badger, carrying Hu Qiang'er on his back, ran towards the bamboo house by the pond.
It has stored a lot of good wine in the bamboo house. It will open a jar tonight and have a drink with Mountain Badger and Hu Qiang'er.
So happy today!
This should come to light!
The second senior brother and Yue Anyan followed the temple master into the cave, boiled water to make tea, and chatted for two quarters of an hour before going back.
Since the temple leader left seclusion, the atmosphere in the entire Fairy Spirit Temple seems to be slightly different.
The Second Senior Brother Shan Chang is still very busy, taking care of everything, taking care of the heaven and earth, and the apprentices. He has endless things to worry about all day long. It has snowed heavily for two days, and he is preparing to lead a group of apprentices to a nearby place. Villages, sending brown rice to orphans, widows and poor people to help survive the severe cold years ago.
A smile appeared on Taoist Master Yue's face, and the donkey ran like the wind in the forest.
The apprentices are all very motivated and strive to win the title of "Excellent" among the top six in the year-end competition in a few days, earn a glorious face for their parents, earn a basket of fish and copper, and live a happy New Year. .
Zhang Wenfeng walked with the old cripple in the snow, leaving two lines of footprints, chatting and walking towards the woods to the east.
"That girl greeted me and said that she was leaving in the next few days. I, a mortal, couldn't ask too much about the gods on the mountain. I just asked her to come back as a guest when she had time. She also helped me pick vegetables in the kitchen... very A good little girl."
When the old cripple heard that Mo Ye left last night, he talked a lot.
Maybe it's because people get emotional easily as they get older and can't see the difference.
There is no longer the heroic spirit of traveling through the world.
Zhang Wenfeng occasionally chimed in as he listened, passing through the snow-covered wheat fields, crossing the mountain road, and arriving at the open space beside the forest where wheat straw, bean poles, trees and other firewood were piled.
A figure is practicing a gun in the snow, with a strong figure and a gun whistling in the wind as he walks.
The tip of the gun throws out a little bit of cold light, dancing with the snow.
The old lame man's back was straight, and there was a look of pride on his face. He said with a smile: "Brother Feng, help Jingjie to check. He is very diligent in practicing and never slacks off."
Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, looked at it for a long time, reached out to pick up a ball of snowflakes from the ground, crushed it into a ball and threw it out, saying: "Wei Jingjie, take a shot and show me."
The young man practicing a gun in the snow swung his arms, his body changed from moving to still, the transition was very natural.
With a cold and focused look on his face, he glanced sideways at the direction where the snowball was thrown. He stabbed with his spear, "Whoosh", the gun came out like a swimming dragon, extremely fast and fierce, a little cold light defeated the snowball with a "pop", and he neatly retracted the gun to defend.
"I've met the Guanzhu!"
The young man was dressed in thin clothing and saluted with a gun in his hand.
In just over a year, the young man has practiced hard and grown taller. He remains silent and has begun to develop a calm demeanor.
Zhang Wenfeng stepped forward, indicating that there was no need to be polite, and asked: "How old are you this year?"
"Looking back to the audience, I am fifteen and a half years old."
"When did you feel that your spear skills suddenly improved significantly?"
"It's the eighth day of December."
The young man held the gun and answered respectfully. He had been diligently practicing spear-sticking for a year and two months. That day, he suddenly felt different while practicing the gun. Whether it was the subtle control of the force or the accuracy of pointing the gun tip directly at the target, he improved by leaps and bounds.
The big gun is held in one hand, and one shot creates an indomitable momentum.
As long as the gun is in hand, the young man's demeanor is completely different.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled at the old lame man and said, "Congratulations, a famous teacher has given birth to a great disciple. Wei Jingjie has already mastered the spear realm of 'spear and hand combined', and is not far away from being promoted to Huaqi!"
I am sincerely pleased with the young man's talent and understanding in gun training.
Uncle Lame has good eyesight. He can pick out a rare talent with a spear. This is much rarer than using a sword.
The improvement from spearmanship to spearmanship is a qualitative progress.
The vast majority of people have been practicing guns all their lives, but they still only work in the circle of gun skills.
So in addition to diligence, gun sense and understanding are too important.
Moreover, the ways of cultivation are interlinked. It is said that one thing can understand all things. Wei Jingjie was able to advance to the Qi Qi realm with almost no obstacles based on his comprehension of the preliminary spear realm, just like He Guangjun relied on his perception to achieve the "joining the hand" sword realm. , and soon after he broke through the Huaqi Realm.
"Uh, uh...hahaha, great!"
The old lame man was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing. He had heard and seen it in Qingzheng Villa and knew that advancing to Qi Qi was the realm of gods. He didn't know about "the combination of gun and hand". Judging from the look on the master's face, it was probably extremely rare.
Now he can no longer fight with Wei Jingjie in person. Young people are better than their masters.
His old arms and legs were suppressed by his apprentice, and he simply couldn't stop teaching.
The young man stroked his hair and smiled.
With the Guanzhu's words, he felt confident as if he had taken a reassurance.
"After evening classes these days, you will follow me to practice in the bamboo house by the pool. It is not appropriate to make any announcements until you have a breakthrough."
Zhang Wenfeng didn't want to put too much pressure on the young man, so he specifically asked the lame uncle in his last sentence.
"Wake up, wake up. I'll endure it for a few days. I'll be in trouble for Brother Feng in the next few days."
The old lame man smiled from ear to ear.
The wind was blowing and the snow was dancing, his heart was in full bloom, and the old lame man wanted to drink.
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