Qian Jing, who wears a green crown scarf and a simple blue Taoist robe that cannot hide her beauty, walks with the viewer by the creek in late autumn, just like the scene when the viewer chatted with her before going out. Her words were gentle and her expression was relaxed. He chattered about trivial things and his spiritual practice experiences. (Please visit for mobile reading)
It is hard to imagine that the person in front of him, who is as restrained as a mortal, is actually a high-ranking Jindan Daoist.
He felt more and more like her brother to her, no, more like her brother than her brother who only knew how to send letters asking for money without even pretending to ask if she was suffering outside.
She enjoyed the warm and welcoming feeling of being remembered and cared about.
As she grew older and gained more knowledge, she had already realized that the temple master, the mountain chief, and the Taoist priest were like family members to her.
She believed it was not an illusion. The mountain chief was much harsher on Sister Xuan Yan, who was also a distant relative. Even Sister Xuan Yan was jealous and made fun of whether her family was related to the master of the temple.
After walking slowly for more than half an hour, Zhang Wenfeng looked up at the sky, stood still and said with a smile: "It's almost noon. Go and help me call Shui Qingru and Zhang Xuanyan. I have something to tell them."
He was leaving for Dayi's territory tomorrow. He tried his best to chat with the first and second batch of disciples who had not gone out.
Cultivation has no time. He has grown up after being away for seven years.
Qian Jing stood still and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you going to be out for a long time again this time? I heard...it's dangerous outside?"
The war between the Wu clan and the border town of Da'an has stopped for more than a year. Her master went out in a hurry last year and never came back. In the past, when he was performing tasks outside, his master could return to the mountain once every three or two months.
She heard rumors that Daying in the east was fighting with thieves from the sea. It was said that most of the fourth-level masters from all the dynasties in the eastern continent rushed to Daying for reinforcements. These news were not allowed to spread outside. The disciples of Xianlingguan were traveling outside. Many people still heard about it, and the news spread widely.
"Don't worry, I'll be with Lu Zijin and Xiao Ni'er. There won't be any danger. Go ahead and don't think too much."
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and raised his hands, not wanting to talk more about this topic.
"Master, please come back soon."
Qian Jing stepped back with a smile, raised his hand and shouted.
She is no longer able to say "I will miss you" like she was seven years ago. As a big girl, she can't talk nonsense and just keep her thoughts deep in her heart.
Zhang Wenfeng waited until Shui Qingru and Zhang Xuanyan were still chatting. At the end of the day, he asked Shui Qingru about his studies.
Shui Qingru showed a proud look on her face, took out a stack of paper and said: "Master, I have calculated the 'Nine Palace Steps' into thirty-six groups, please give me some advice!"
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and took the paper with the calculations written on it, walked into the pavilion by the stream, and sat down to check each piece.
He had counted up to twelve groups at the beginning, and the further he went, the more time he spent. How could he want to waste too much time on endless arithmetic derivation?
Unexpectedly, Shui Qingru, this girl, could figure out the Nine Palace Steps to this extent.
He took the sharpened black stone strip handed to him by his apprentice, and wrote and drew on the blank rice paper. He originally only prepared for a quarter of an hour to talk, but after a full hour, he listed all the calculations according to his apprentice. The clear steps have been calculated and all are accurate.
"You will make a copy and give it to me later in the evening. Take some time to compile these thirty-six groups of nine palace step changes into two books. Add text notes to each group of steps. One is the nine groups, and the other is the three. Sixteen groups, write the words 'Shui Qingru Calculation' on the cover, give the two step secret booklets to the mountain chief, and he arranges to put them in the primary hall and secret book hall of the library."
"Yes, obey!"
Shui Qingru smiled happily. Pumpkin copied a few fragments of scriptures and left them signed in the library. He occasionally showed them off to her. Now that the secrets of the exercises she had deduced were in the secret book hall, she would give Pumpkin a slap in the face next time.
"You don't need to waste time calculating anymore. Improving your cultivation level is a top priority. After you advance to Jindan, you will have plenty of time. If you are still interested, you can continue to calculate the steps of the Nine Palaces."
Zhang Wenfeng warned him that the thirty-six groups of steps calculated by Shui Qingru had benefited him a lot.
Watching the two girls leave, Zhang Wenfeng sighed in his heart, "A disciple does not have to be inferior to his master." In some aspects, it is normal for a disciple who has entered the school to surpass his master.
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Early the next morning, Zhang Wenfeng flew north with his donkey and reluctant little Ni'er.
Zhang Wenfeng flew in the air and enlightened the depressed wild girl: "Your mother-in-law has found a good home. You should be happy for your mother-in-law. Someone is taking care of her. She will not hit you and scold you at will. Do you think this is true?" "
The little carp spirit cried with a sad face: "I'm afraid that they will gang up to bully me. One will beat the other and scold me. They think I am stupid and wild. In the past, I was the only one who scolded me."
Zhang Wenfeng was a little at a loss for words. His little mind had strange ideas, and he smiled and said: "How could it be possible? You and your mother-in-law have been friends for hundreds of years. Your uncle and your mother-in-law have been friends in times of need. There is one more person. I like you, that’s a good thing.”
"My uncle is so insidious. I ran back and forth to Xianling Temple countless times. He looked at me indifferently and acted wildly and arrogantly, but never let me know. I also...offended him and accidentally cursed him a few times. He is so good. A vengeful one.”
"The two of them have been having conflicts for several years. Your uncle doesn't know what to say to you. Even if you have offended your uncle unintentionally, it will not be blamed if you don't know. I will support you next time you come back. I am the viewer. They all You have to listen to me."
"Oh, I just can't accept them hiding it from me and treating me like an outsider. I feel uncomfortable. I'm also afraid that my mother-in-law won't want me anymore. I often make her angry."
"Teeth and tongue are so close, and they bite each other occasionally..."
After flying all the way, the master of the temple, with his sharp tongue, finally guided Xiao Ni'er to a bright and sunny place.
After listening to the whole story, Donkey admired his master.
It can't say these words that make sense no matter how it sounds. The viewer's ability to avoid the most important and take advantage of the light is extremely proficient.
He rushed to the Daolu Academy in the capital and gathered together with the Great Heavenly Master, Master Baili and thirty of the levied free-spirited monks.
The Taoist Supervisor led a group of monks to send him off, and Guanzhu Zhang invited a fourth-level master to work for him. He had received Zhang Guanzhu's flying sword message in advance, and he was quite relieved. Guanzhu Zhang's mind, body, and country can be used as a reference for heaven and earth.
Time is running out.
During the flight, the Great Heavenly Master divided the thirty monks into six groups, designated captains, and conducted tactical coordination drills for the six groups. They were all experienced, talented, and intelligent people, so they were able to fly and practice without delay.
After several days of stable cultivation, the donkey was able to restrain its exposed aura, but there were still some fluctuations. It simply showed its aura to a third-level state.
It fully understands the importance of hiding one's clumsiness and fishing in troubled waters, and does not compete with one's wits.
Here we go to fight with monks of the same level, and surprise can often turn the tide of a battle.
Zhang Wenfeng chatted with Baili Chun to learn more about the thieves, and did not ignore the absent-minded Xiao Ni'er.
In the evening, the group flew into the territory of Dayi Dynasty from the high mountains in the northeast. It was already a bleak winter in the north, the breath turned into mist, and many mountaintops were covered with snow.
The Great Heavenly Master negotiated in the air with the Taoist cultivator of the Self-Contained Realm waiting in the border city for a moment, and then, led by that Taoist cultivator, they continued flying in the east direction. They had to get to Bingzhou City on the coast tonight.
As we approached Zi in the middle of the night, we were still four to five hundred miles away from Bingzhou City.
Baili Chun, who had his left hand curled up in his wide sleeve to play the Bagua disk, was alert all the way when he suddenly sent a message to the Great Celestial Master and Guanzhu Zhang: "Be careful! There is something going on near you!"
The Great Heavenly Master had just restrained thirty people in the air and arranged them in a three-dimensional defensive formation when a strange laughter sounded:
"Old Monster Xue's calculations are really accurate, he intercepted a group of ghosts who were destined to die!"
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