After returning to the mountain gate for more than half a month, I practiced leisurely every day, worked in the fields, chatted with the disciples and gave instructions on how to draw talismans, practice swordsmanship and painting, and discussed with the second senior brother the location, scale and style of the new Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple that Master Xuanmu left behind is no longer suitable for use and cannot accommodate many disciples to do their homework together.
In the past few years, the east hall was emptied and opened up, and two more rooms were just a temporary measure.
The next time we recruit apprentices, we will have too little money to recruit and it will look shabby and cramped.
The second senior brother proposed to build a luxurious Taoist palace, like the several large sects he had visited with profound heritage. The buildings stretched from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and there were at least three sections of corridors and pavilions when climbing up. That is called the sect's atmosphere. .
The Taoist temple with a history of more than 500 years has been preserved as the ancestral hall. It only opens for important sacrifices or festivals and gathers everyone to burn incense.
Zhang Guanzhu felt that the mountain chief had thought carefully and agreed to the plan to build a Taoist temple higher on the mountain.
The spring scenery is bright and the waves are slightly rising, which is a good weather for traveling.
Zhang Wenfeng went out in the wind and came to Zhoucheng. He had enough rest and talked to old friends about the past.
Xie Moling had long since resigned from the post of guardian of the Daolu Branch of Zhoucheng and was promoted to president. He walked out of the east courtyard, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Rare guest, rare guest, what gust of wind brought you, Zhang Guanzhu, to Zhoucheng?"
He is a person who likes to take care of things, and it is natural for him to be the chief of the hospital. There are masters of the free realm in the city who can't hide from the supervision of the array under his control, so there is no need for Zhang Guanzhu to inform him to welcome them out.
"Reincarnation Paradise"
If Zhang Guanzhu doesn't come to Zhoucheng again, he will be rude and send a summons.
"Haha, congratulations to Xie Yuan for his promotion. It's been a few years, but I came here just to ask for a cup of tea!"
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and exchanged greetings with his old friends at the entrance of the hospital.
He Guangjun and Jin Qiaoyan, who came to the left and right to receive the summons from Xie Yuan, were both acquaintances and friends, and now served as guardians of the law in Nanjiang Prefecture.
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly greeted Jin Qiaoyan: "Wenfeng has met Elder Jin!"
He used the previous title to show the difference.
Jin Qiaoyan returned the courtesy with a smile on his face: "Master Zhang, you're welcome."
Zhang Wenfeng raised his hand to He Guangjun again and said with a smile: "He Guangjun is well!"
He Guangjun looked up and down at the guy who hadn't seen him making such a big fuss in a few years. He twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled dryly and returned the greeting: "Guanzhu Zhang is well." Because Guanzhu Zhang was concerned about his duties as a guest protector, he also called him a joking name in return. Guanzhu Zhang returned safely. , he was very happy in his heart, raised his sparse brows, and invited the challenge: "How many moves can we compare?"
The two almost always fight each other whenever they meet, trying to make each other better.
Xie Moling was in great power, and he had no choice but to deal with He Guangjun, the indifferent sword maniac, and said hurriedly: "Guangjun, Guanzhu Zhang is here, he hasn't even entered the door yet, he hasn't drank a cup of tea, and why should we discuss it if we can meet?"
He actually valued He Guangjun's strength. With such a powerful sword cultivator in the Free Realm at his command, he didn't have to worry about powerful mountain spirits and ghosts coming to cause chaos.
Jin Qiaoyan extended his hand to invite him and said, "Master Zhang, don't pay attention to him. Let's go into the main hall of the courtyard to talk."
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to let Jin Qiaoyan go first, and they all walked in together. He said to He Guangjun who was curling his lips: "Find some free time, let's talk and talk, but there is one thing. If you damage the sword fighting platform, you will have to pay for it, Brother He."
He secretly mentioned the old incident when Protector Xie punished them with spiritual energy stones.
"Why? If you want to pay compensation, it's half for each person. Xie Yuanzheng, do you think this is the case?"
It's not that He Guangjun doesn't understand the world, he's just not interested in most people and things. He has a very sharp tongue, and he runs against the former Protector Xie.
Xie Moling laughed loudly: "If you break a floor tile, you have to pay for it. You can't think of an exception. I have the final say here."
"Brother He, it seems we can't fight anymore."
"That's not okay. Go to my court guard and fight as you like."
Jin Qiaoyan was puzzled by what he heard. He wondered what the three elders were having fun with.
The four of them sat down in the hall, and a maid served them with fruits and tea.
After tea for three rounds, Zhang Wenfeng took out a dossier from the storage space and said: "I have something to trouble you, Master Yuanzheng. The Immortal Spirit Temple wants to build a new Taoist temple, and the selected mountain top needs to be raised a hundred feet. Please help me hand over the file." Go to Daolu Academy and ask two earth masters to bring official treasures to help."
After Tu Kun reaches the fourth level, with the innate magical power of Tu Ling, there are ways to lift up the plateau and short hills, but it is easy to damage the mountain roots and ground veins, so the gain outweighs the losses. It is safer to ask the earth master to take action.
Xie Moling opened the file and took a look. Construction started in half a year. There was more than enough time, so he agreed.
After sitting there for two-quarters of an hour, He Guangjun urged him to be his guest. In his words, you can drink tea anytime, and sword fighting is the most important and serious matter and cannot be delayed.
The four of them chatted and laughed and moved to the left guard court in the south.
At the suggestion of the mature and prudent Xie Moling, the two came on stage separately and each demonstrated a move to prevent one of them from accidentally overturning the courtyard. The two Free Realm sword cultivators let go of their hands and feet, and those present could not suppress them.
When there is time in the future, the two of them will find a place to compete.
He Guangjun did not reject the martial arts method, but he found it novel and walked to the middle of the empty yard.
After thinking for a moment, there was a "clang" sound, and the newly-refined silver sword from behind was unsheathed and fell into his hand. He took advantage of the situation and stabbed a wrist-thick flower tree more than ten feet in front of him.
With a flash of sword light, the flowers and trees remained unchanged, not even the leaves trembled.
"What a great sword technique of 'Breaking Life'!"
Zhang Wenfeng clapped and cheered. After several years of absence, He Guangjun's understanding of swordsmanship has become more and more sophisticated, almost Taoist. With a simple stab, the sword energy is as silky as mist, shadowless and invisible. It has penetrated the flower tree through countless invisible wounds. .
This is a fine and subtle effort. Although it is not very powerful at present, it has great knowledge in swordsmanship.
It is a way to break through all kinds of magic with one sword, and the key is to break it without leaving any trace.
Xie Moling and Jin Qiaoyan smiled and praised each other. They were not sword cultivators, so they would not have as profound a feeling about this sword as Guanzhu Zhang.
He Guangjun threw the sword back into its sheath gracefully, smiled and bowed his hands in a salute. He was quite self-appreciative of this swordsmanship. Zhang Guanzhu immediately revealed the mystery of his swordsmanship, which made him even more happy.
A layman sees the fun, but an expert sees the door.
Find a time to discuss the various directions of this sword with Guanzhu Zhang.
As He Guangjun turned around and walked back, the flower tree behind him slipped and fell to the ground. The branches and leaves fell off. The upper trunk was in the shape of thin and dense filaments, spread out about three feet in length, and more than ten of them fell to the ground. , that is a flaw in sword control.
Zhang Wenfeng stepped forward, drew his sword and struck the flower tree with only five feet of broken stubble.
Under the sun, a ray of sword energy fell on the tree trunk.
Then there was no more, the tree trunk did not crack in two, nor did the lint spread out. Zhang Wenfeng had already sheathed his sword and walked back with a smile.
He Guangjun smiled and shook his head: "What a trick, Guanzhu Zhang. This move doesn't count. I have to demonstrate another move."
Xie Moling and Jin Qiaoyan watched the broken tree quickly grow new branches and leaves. In a moment, it became lush and green again, and they were amazed. They probably understood this sword clearly.
It is the rudimentary magical effect of one sword producing all kinds of magic.
Zhang Guanzhu struck down with his sword, and the trees grew. This was an extremely superb swordsmanship and Yu Mufa's swordsmanship.
When you get advanced, you can turn the trees into a forest with a single sword. The forest trees become swords, and the magic trees are thick. You can trap and kill the enemy in one thought, and it is easy to reverse the palm.
In the past, I could only see such miraculous swordsmanship in classics, but today it was an eye-opener and I was lucky enough to witness it.
What a terrible future!
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