The old trees are green and the birds are chirping.
A shadow walked out from the trunk of an ancient pine tree on the top of the mountain. With his feet on the ground, Zhang Wenfeng appeared. He was holding Liuzhu in his left hand. He was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, with a happy smile on his face. With the help of the Tibetan wood Taoist robe, he realized the first light wood escape technique.
From now on, whether it is hiding, attacking, or practicing, there will be another method with unlimited potential.
As his cultivation level advanced to the golden elixir realm, his whole body's energy could freely switch between gaseous and liquid states. Using the golden elixir of the Qi Palace as energy drive, he continued to practice the Jiamu True Fire Jue and the Qingxiao Jumu Lei Book Fragments, which were progressing slowly. , finally there was a qualitative improvement.
For more than half a year, he had practiced several spells he had mastered before until they roughly matched his current identity.
Not to mention being outstanding at the same level, at least it won't hinder him from using his magical powers.
"Master, it's time to eat!"
In the distance, by the stream where there were smoke and birds scattered, the girl's clear and sweet voice came.
Shi Shiran flew down from the top of the mountain and reached the simple stone table in a few steps.
Zhang Wenfeng had been abstinent for a long time, and he was accompanying the little girl to eat, just like when he was still at the doctor's shop in Luosha Lake Town.
On the plate on the table were two legs of wild lamb roasted to a golden brown color, a pot of mutton soup with fresh mushrooms and purple ginseng slices, a few long and fragrant grilled fish, a plate of green wild vegetables and a plate of stir-fried white vegetables. Rhizome slices.
The little girl is very attentive when it comes to food and never bothers with her stomach.
The forbidden area is rich in all kinds of medicinal materials. Zhao Zhuer thought of ways to collect spiritual medicinal materials of the right year for cooking. He will make money every time he eats them. If he eats well and practices diligently, his cultivation level will naturally improve quickly.
After eating some blanched wild vegetables without bitterness, a few slices of elixir rhizome, chewed slowly, and then slowly tasted the slightly bitter haggis soup with ginseng, Zhang Wenfeng enjoyed the delicious taste of relaxing the whole body after practicing, and accompanied everyone. A little girl who ate and drank most of the food until she put the bowl down.
"So full! So comfortable!"
The little girl had grown from a skinny bean sprout to a slim figure, and she touched her belly in an inconspicuous manner in front of him.
"Reviving your life, do you live a fresh life every day and feel like you cherish the present moment?"
Uncle Zhang Wenfeng sat still, the little girl wouldn't let him, a grown man, get close to the kitchen. He was enjoying the little girl's care with peace of mind and asked with a smile.
Zhao Zhuer picked up the teapot that was boiling on the fire, poured a bowl of spiritual tea for the viewer, and said in amazement: "Master, you are very accurate every time. When you talk about it, it gets to the bottom of my heart. I almost suspect that you are also five." The reincarnation of the great monk from a hundred years ago."
Seeing the viewer smiling, holding the tea bowl, blowing hot air and drinking slowly, she cleared the stone table quickly with her hands and feet and said, "Yes, when you really stand on a high place, you will have fewer friends, fewer people to talk to, and you will encounter confusion and trouble. I don’t want to tell people that when I’m in a desperate situation, I often think about how great it would be if I could live my life over again, and I haven’t enjoyed the fun of practicing.”
She wanted to make up for the regrets she had in her previous life in this life.
I used to think that cooking and washing dishes was boring and a waste of practice time, but now I enjoy it and find that it is a way to cultivate my mind.
"I often hear what the Earth Protector says: "It's cold at high places" and "The heart is lonely at high places." After listening to it often, I get some insights. "
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "When you go to the Taoist temple, with your current mentality, you will find it very interesting. The wild girl Xiao Ni'er is like a mountain king, gathering in the mountains and forests in groups, and it is very lively. Leng Xiang is like an angry little girl. Wife, I have to listen to orders and play...it has been almost seven years since I came out, and I wonder how they are doing now?"
The smile in his eyes is very warm.
Zhao Zhuer already knew many people and things about Xianlingguan from the talkative donkey.
She felt that Xianling Temple was really a magical place that could gather such a group of people with different personalities and abilities. Even the Water Goddess, who had a feud with Daan, put aside her grudges and maintained a life-or-death alliance with Xianling Temple.
All this is because of the viewer.
Turning his eyes to the donkey running ahead with his head high and getting more energetic, Zhao Zhuer smiled and said: "Lu Zijin has started to take medicine, and his demonic power is restrained and concentrated. Looking at the progress of this trend, it is estimated that there will be three or two months before winter can break the mirror." .”
"There's no rush, I've already waited for the extra time. How long will it take for you to get back to your comfort level?"
"It should be fine until you leave the blessed land."
Zhao Zhuer tied up his sleeves and washed dishes by the stream, turned around and smiled.
She also slightly slowed down her cultivation progress.
After Zhang Wenfeng drank the tea, the black jade slip Mo Ye left for him appeared in his hand. It contained the secrets of entry and exit. This jade slip was the key to entry and exit. He no longer had to go through complicated caves and could appear in the cave with the jade slip. Within two hundred miles of Guizailing.
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Lingcaoling, the fairyland viewing enclave.
In late autumn, the spiritual grass has just been harvested, and it is all bare, yellow and desolate.
Xianlingguan sent disciples Di Po and Zhou Shun to stay here. After studying and practicing, they climbed high and looked far away. They were counting the days to go back. By the end of the year, there was not much time left.
The north wind howls in autumn, and dark clouds cover the sun.
A ball of white light suddenly appeared on the southern slope of Lingcao Ridge, causing the protective formation to fluctuate violently.
It startled two young men who were talking on the top of the mountain.
"Who is trespassing... Hey, it's the temple master!"
Di Po shouted in his mouth, and almost punched out the distress call talisman he took out in his hand. When he saw that the light group dispersed and the formation calmed down, two people and one donkey were revealed, and he shouted in surprise.
Zhou Shun hurriedly put away the long sword he drew. They belonged to the second batch of disciples of Xianling Temple. Although the master of the temple did not give them as much teaching time as the first batch of disciples, they were very familiar with them. The two couldn't help but feel happy. Go to Nanpo and bow your hands: "Disciple Di Po and disciple Zhou Shun pay homage to the temple master, and pay homage to Mr. Donkey..."
The two of them didn't know what to call the girl who looked younger than them.
The master of the temple has gone out to practice for many years. It is said that he is trying to break through the golden elixir realm and escape from the mortal world.
Suddenly appeared at this time, and I don’t know whether the viewer has advanced to the golden elixir?
They couldn't see that the aura had become ordinary and the master's cultivation was ordinary. However, they were overjoyed by the strong aura that Master Lu could not conceal. In this case, Master Lu had advanced to the fourth level.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and asked the two of them to stand up and introduced: "This is your Uncle Zhao."
He didn't say he was called "Taoist Master Zhao". Zhao Zhu'er studied Taoism but was not a Taoist priest, and he had not yet obtained a Taoist genealogy.
The two people hurriedly bowed and bowed to Zhao Zhuer meticulously.
They also couldn't see the cultivation of the beautiful girl wearing an ancient dress in front of them.
In the world of cultivation, people can never be judged by their appearance. Those with advanced cultivation, especially female cultivators, cannot be distinguished by their age. For example, Aunt Qingni, who is guarding the Immortal Spirit Temple today, has a fourth-level cultivation, but has the appearance of a pink and tender girl.
Zhang Wenfeng casually asked a few questions about the current situation of Xianling Temple and didn't wait long. The donkey had only been promoted for a few days, and he was overjoyed to return home. The two of them flew into the air and flew away.
Zhou Shun hesitated for a moment and asked Di Po, who was looking northeast: "Should we send a message to the mountain chief about this good news?"
Di Po thought and shook his head slightly: "The temple master and Mr. Donkey want to surprise the mountain leader and the others. Let's not take matters into our own hands. The temple master will not blame you. You have also heard about Mr. Donkey's temper."
"Forget it, we don't have anything to do."
The two of them talked and went back to the yard.
The donkey carried its junior sister Zhu'er and flew nearly a thousand miles at lightning speed to the top of Xianling Mountain. It shouted at the top of its lungs: "I, Lu Zijin, am back again!"
The sound was rolling, and the unpleasant sound of a donkey braying like a saw could be heard for more than ten miles.
It was so happy that upon returning from seven years of absence, it had achieved the fourth level.
The sky is high and the sky is high, and I return home in rich clothes!
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