The mountain badger did not go out in a fuss. It had become sensible and no longer chased behind the donkey father. It carried Hu Qiang'er to see off the viewer and the donkey father, and turned around to kowtow the uninterested Hu Qiang'er silently. After some comfort, he walked slowly towards the back mountain.
The second senior brother and Yue Anyan returned while talking softly and separated at the intersection.
One goes to Qingzheng Courtyard, the other goes to the east.
Xianlingguan now has a big business, and the planned pavilions and pavilions are still being built. Even in the misty spring rain, the craftsmen are carving and knocking indoors, and they will not be idle.
Large areas of cultivated farmland and sloping land are plowed and fertilized by experienced farmers.
Wei Xingde and his young son travel through the mountains and fields every day, and many pairs of shoes are worn out. He checks the quality and progress of various construction sites every day, and inspects the conditions of the farmland. If he doesn't keep an eye on things, the work he does is prone to mistakes.
He doesn't feel it's hard. His eldest son strives for excellence and broke through to the gradually declining stage a year ago. He is full of energy.
Seeing the mountain chief coming in wearing a bamboo hat, he hurriedly greeted him and talked.
Drizzle, slanting wind, thin smoke and sparse willow trees.
Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey were flying high in the sky, chatting and heading southwest.
The visitor has already carefully planned the itinerary for the outing.
Just because the two Green Weaver Fairies are so homesick that they have to go back to the "Caomu Ridge" on the branch of Luobao Ridge first. Lu Xin'er and Lu Chan'er are not restricted by the five-year rule. As long as it is spring, they can Can enter and exit Caomuling.
"Lu Zijin, how is your practice with that sword pill going?"
"It can't be used even though it's been warmed up. Maybe I have to wait until I advance to the third level. Alas, the bottleneck is hard to break."
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Just be calm. Maybe you'll suddenly get into trouble while traveling this time. I've got your fuyao fruit with me. If you need to take it, just let me know."
Zhang Wenfeng comforted the donkey.
The donkey was stuck in the bottleneck and there was no movement for a long time. He actually had another guess and read the classics for this.
Let's wait and see. By the end of this year, if Donkey still can't break the bottleneck, he will have to try his method. He has all those rare items with him.
At this time, he would not mention anything to the donkey, lest the donkey would have a way out and become dependent.
It is safer and more practical to walk the path of spiritual practice on your own, and it will be better for the future.
The two green weavers were unusually quiet hiding under the collars of the viewer. Perhaps they were timid about being close to home. They only occasionally lifted up their collars to look outside.
The donkey's emotions came and went quickly, and he kept mumbling, saying that he followed the disciples last year to evaluate some things of the apprentices, and that there was a local Taoist cultivator who wanted to bully the young people from other places, but he used thunder skills to subdue him. .
There are also scoundrels who whistle at female disciples and speak frivolously.
The donkey doesn't bully others, it steps up into the air step by step, and walks up to the heads of several pale-faced scoundrels, scaring them into kowtowing and begging for mercy, making all kinds of ugly appearances, and so on.
When traveling with a donkey as a companion, don’t expect to be left alone.
Although the donkey likes to be lively and play with other people, it cannot communicate with the viewer as much as the viewer. No matter whether there is something or nothing, it shakes off the viewer.
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By the afternoon, one person and one donkey fell from the sky to the ground.
They arrived at the edge of the ups and downs.
The weather is different in hundreds of miles. The sun is shining high here, the spring scenery is brilliant, and the rainy area has long passed.
"Last time I came here with the Earth Protector, we rested in the Half Moon Cave in front and met the mountain ghost spirit. That little thing can control a weird 'mountain ghost wind', so it is safer for us to walk on the ground."
Zhang Wenfeng explained a few words casually. With his current cultivation level, he no longer needed to care about the ghosts and spirits of the mountain ghosts. The little thing controlling the ghost winds could not interfere with his flight.
But instead of rushing for time now, for the sake of the donkey, I chose to get down to the ground and walk around honestly.
The donkey asked for some details about the mountain ghost, and shouted that he wanted to catch a mountain ghost and take it back to the Taoist temple.
In early spring, there are no poisonous insects in the grass on the ground.
The donkey ran in front to scare the snake away. Its whole body was tempered and strong, and it was difficult to be harmed by magic weapons. Even if there were poisonous insects and demonic snakes sneaking up on them, it would not take it seriously and just crush them all the way.
On last year's trip to Caomuling, Tu Kun had selfish motives for not letting the donkey follow him. Donkeys can come here easily.
Lu Xin'er got out of her collar and was only a few hundred miles away from Cao Muling. She couldn't stand still any longer. She observed her surroundings carefully and reminded: "There are many weird things in the Tsing Mountains. In addition to mountain ghosts and spirits, there is also something called ' Qian Xinzi's charm can create a small forbidden area. If you are not prepared, you will suffer a loss. Try to fly as little as possible in this place."
She was a little careful and wanted to use her own aura as bait to lure out her natural enemy, the shadow-catching spirit.
With the viewer here, she doesn't have to worry about being preyed upon by the shadow-catching spirit. As long as that thing dares to show up, she will be able to sense it.
For the sake of the safety of the sisters in the secret territory of Caomuling, she would do anything to deal with the natural enemies. She would use the hands of the Guanzhu to discover and kill each one.
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "I have heard of Qian Xinzi's name, but I didn't get to meet him the last time I came here."
"In addition to several rare spirits, there is also a kind of 'grass ghost snake', which can recite curses and invisibly hurt people. You should also pay attention to it."
Lu Xin'er introduces strange and weird things to the viewer and the donkey.
They walked all the way to Biyifeng without encountering anything strange.
The donkey trampled countless poisonous insects and snakes to death. It was so tender that it made a fuss and used thunder to clear the way.
It was getting dark and the sun was setting in the west.
Zhang Wenfeng flew up in the air and said: "Let's rest at Biyifeng tonight and head out early tomorrow morning... Hey, there are still people living in Biyifeng, and the corridors halfway up the mountain are very clean."
Even though it was just a quick glance, he could still see the clues.
After letting go of his spiritual consciousness, he saw a shiny bald man wearing a gray robe in one of the caves.
The bald man meditating in the cave also opened his eyes. He was a young Buddhist monk with a ring scar on his head, rosary beads hanging around his neck, and a ring sword on his waist. He stood up and walked out of the door, clasped his hands in the air and saluted. A word of "mercy".
Zhang Wenfeng lowered his height and returned the greeting with his hands raised: "I'm disturbing Master's peace. It's getting dark. Let's take a rest in a treasure place for the night." He didn't wear a robe, hiding his identity.
Buddhist monks are also called monks and monks. Of course, it is not disrespectful to address them as "master".
He couldn't tell the young monk's cultivation. The cultivation system was different, and it was not convenient to use spiritual eyes to detect it, but he had a rough estimate that the monk's cultivation was not weak.
"Fellow Taoist, you're welcome. The young monk Fayuan also lives here to practice. Fellow Taoist, you can choose a place to stay and don't disturb me."
The young monk was gentle and polite, looking at the black-robed monk in the air with gentle eyes. He paused for a moment at the left shoulder of the black-robed monk. He saw that there were two rare charms hidden inside. He pointed to the opposite side and said, "There are Taoist friends can stay in the two clean caves, or you can choose other houses for accommodation."
Zhang Wenfeng thanked him and landed on the north corridor with his donkey.
They met by chance in the deserted mountains and wilderness. The other person was not a Taoist monk, and he had no intention of chatting and making friends.
He opened the door and walked into the cave without seeming to notice the expression of the monk opposite who wanted to communicate.
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