The two of them walked around the top of Xinjian Mountain. Zhu Xun made some insinuations and steered the conversation in the direction of Yang Shuilan.
Zhang Wenfeng understood the meaning and smiled: "I once invited Yang Shuilan to join, but she clearly refused. Five hundred years ago, she was killed at the hands of our senior Da'an Chaoyu Master, and she still can't let go. A few days ago, when we met, She asked me to help her maid Qing Ni get a Da'an Dynasty identity so that she can travel to and from Xianling Temple. Take a look, Taoist Zhu."
Zhu Xun laughed heartily and said: "This must be no problem, Guanzhu Zhang is determined, thank you!"
Dealing with a smart person like Zhang Guanzhu, who knows how to handle things and can stand on his own feet, is relaxing and comfortable, and he feels happy.
His errand this time was half done.
Zhu Xun spread a piece of special paper in the air, took out a brush and wrote a few lines of words, and stamped it with the official seal.
Zhang Wenfeng handed over his hand and said a few words of humility. With the order written by the Heavenly Master Zhu Xun, Qing Ni's identity was not a problem at all. He went to the city to apply for the corresponding official status. He did not need to go through many troubles to sell favors, but he could get a big favor.
Zhu Xun put away his belongings and walked west along the stream. He no longer hid them and said straight to the point: "I want to meet and chat with Yang Shuilan. If it is convenient for Guanzhu Zhang, help me contact her. She can choose the location."
It is inconvenient for us to develop our power in the Luoshan Mountains, lest it cause a fierce backlash from the demon clan. We want to maintain some form of cooperation with Yang Shuilan. We only need to borrow her name and do not need her to risk facing the demon clan. The reward will be absolutely generous. Please help me. Find out what she means. "
Zhang Wenfeng nodded in agreement: "No problem, I will make a trip in the next few days to interview Yang Shuilan about this matter."
After talking for a while, Zhu Xun didn't stay long and left.
After seeing off Zhu Xun, Zhang Wenfeng came to the back mountain and knocked on the door of Tukun's cave where he helped him refine the flying sword.
Tu Kun was dressed in an earth-yellow aura, and there was a bright light hovering back and forth between his hands.
The light was slow and fast, shapeless and cold.
He was using a special method to refine the Void Flying Sword. It was a critical few days and it was inconvenient for him to show up when Zhu Xun came to visit.
The master of the temple simply didn’t regard the Void-Transforming Flying Sword that he had worked so hard to refine as a treasure, and exploded two of them. If it weren’t for the high-quality Xuanlin gold liquid as the main material, he would have felt heartache and pain, and called the master a “prodigal son.” "Yes.
This time, a batch of black crystal materials was harvested in Zhenlong Cave, which was more than enough to refine ten flying swords.
He has now advanced to the fourth level, his demonic power is becoming more and more pure, and the quality of the refined Void Flying Sword is even better. He really doubts whether the master of the temple has this idea?
Zhang Wenfeng admired Protector Tu's weapon refining skills for a moment, and then slowly told the purpose of Zhu Xun's visit.
He felt that Zhu Xun was not just meeting and forming an alliance with Yang Shuilan. The interests involved must be very shocking. When the time came, Zhu Xun would not reveal anything to him.
Tu Kun did not stop in his hands and said in deep thought: "You can throw the problem to Yang Shuilan. After all, she has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years and looks at things from a different perspective. Moreover, her understanding of the ups and downs of the mountains is beyond our comparison. Since we have gained the trust , she will definitely do some research on the Lushang Mountains, whether she agrees or not depends on us or not."
"That's right. I'll go to Willow Branch River tomorrow."
Zhang Wenfeng stood for a while, chatting for a few words, then opened the door and left.
The next day, Yue Anyan, who was helping the mountain chief with some chores, took Zhu Xun's warrant and flew to the city with Xiao Ni'er and Shan Badger. The three of them had to take the examination and apply for new official status, which happened to be completed in one trip.
Hua Fenglan and another Green Zhinang Jingmei were left at home with Hu Qiang'er.
Without the fearless eldest sister Tou Xiaoni'er to lead the team, how could they have fun and enjoy themselves?
Hu Qiang'er, who was having fun and happy, always felt that the way his master looked at him and smiled made him feel uncomfortable in his heart. After Xiao Ni'er returned, the master wouldn't settle the score with him, right?
He has been busy playing and not doing any serious work these days. It happens to be autumn now, not far from the end of autumn.
He didn't have the courage to run away from home that Xiao Ni'er boasted about. Just thinking about wandering outside alone made him feel terrible.
He has thin skin and tender flesh. I heard that there are bad people who like this.
Don't dare to think, don't dare to think.
Zhang Wenfeng quietly made a trip to Liuzhi River to convey Zhu Xun's message and also told him his concerns. He returned to the Taoist temple in the dark of night, and Yang Shuilan had to think about it for a few days before making a reply.
It is easy to live a peaceful and joyful life.
Yue Anyan kept the wild girl Xiao Ni'er close to him and was only allowed to play for half a day every day. The rest of the time he would do things and practice with her.
Xiao Ni'er, who privately threatened to run away from home, turned around and ordered a group of stunned friends around to help her with her work.
How can there be any reason for the eldest sister to suffer while the younger ones watch the fun?
Zhang Wenfeng spends his days leisurely practicing Taoism, practicing swordsmanship, or tending to spiritual plants. The shop helped him collect two types of spiritual vine seeds that are tougher than the thorn-hook iron vine, namely the mountain-sugar spiritual vine and the sapphire wisteria. He cultivated the vine seedlings using the wood method. Have a few seeds left on hand, save them for later.
The visitor spends most of his time walking along the stream and forest holding the incomplete bronze sword.
He used Yuan Qi and his natal sword energy to nourish the broken sword and connect the remaining spirituality of the bronze sword itself.
Day after day, cultivate the sword with your heart.
Unexpectedly, the Mid-Autumn Festival came one year, and the Taoist temples had a two-day rest, the construction sites stopped, and the disciples went out in twos and threes.
At noon, Zhang Xuanyan, who had gone to Yueya Lake in Jingzhou for a half-year mission, appeared on the turning road in front of the mountain gate archway with Qian Jing, a flower girl with big eyes and a timid expression.
Guanzhu Zhang seemed to be passing by. His smile was warm and warm. His navy blue robe shone with splendor in the sunlight. He came forward to greet him: "You are back. Why are you standing there? Come in."
Zhang Xuanyan hurriedly bowed her hands and saluted. The temple master is a fairy-like existence in Xianling Temple. According to her seniority, she should be called Zhang Guanzhu's "Uncle". She is a relative of the fifth service. She is introverted and is usually different from the approachable temple master. She took the initiative to speak, not because she didn't want to, but because she was worried that she would make a mistake, but her admiration for the viewer was no less than that girl Shui Qingru.
As for the task that the viewer personally asked her to perform, she was meticulous, slept in the open air, suffered a lot, and finally completed it successfully.
The flower girl already knew that the slender Taoist priest in front of her with a jade-like face was the temple master of a large sect in the Da'an Dynasty. He belonged to the top group of beings and was much higher than the temple masters of Yue Crow Temple.
She was actually quite uneasy. She wondered why the immortal temple leader who bought her a bouquet of Moon Shadow Flowers fell in love with her who didn't even want the Moon Crow Temple. She was not a monastic genius. In the year following her stay at Yue Crow Temple, the words she heard most were "rotten wood cannot wither", "a waste of resources" and other words that made her sad.
She didn't want to miss the opportunity, and was worried that Zhang Guanzhu would be unfavorable to her. After repeated guidance from Sister Xuanyan, she hesitated for several days, said goodbye to her parents at home, and made up her mind to embark on the journey.
Now that she was really facing him, she was too scared to look directly at him, and her voice was like a mosquito calling someone.
Zhang Wenfeng had the usual smile on his face and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Xuan Yan! Qian Jing will live with you from now on. She is far away from home. Please take more care of the new Qian Jing."
Zhang Xuanyan felt indescribable joy when she heard that the temple owner called her "Xuanyan" instead of her full name. She hurriedly raised her hands and agreed: "Don't worry, temple owner, I will take good care of Qian Jing and prevent her from being wronged."
Zhang Wenfeng nodded in approval, then looked at the little flower girl who was almost hiding behind Zhang Xuanyan, and said with a smile: "Qian Jing, happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Welcome to Xianling Temple! From now on, this is your second home !”
Zhang Xuanyan quietly stretched out her hand and pushed the little girl who usually looked quite smart.
The viewer is so kind to Qian Jing.
"Thank you, Master."
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to everyone! All the best!
