When it was time for dinner in the dining hall, Zhang Wenfeng and the old cripple were holding wine bowls and chatting over a few dishes of wine and food.
"I'm old, Shui Lan only allowed me to drink two small bowls of health-preserving wine every day. He prepared a big jar of good wine for me, one meal at noon and one meal in the evening. He said that drinking too much is harmful to the body. That stinky boy Lezi drank all day long. It never leaves my hand, and I don’t see her taking care of it.”
Holding the small porcelain bowl, the old cripple took a little sip, squinting his eyes and enjoying it, and said.
How could Zhang Wenfeng not hear the old lame man's blatant show off? What he said to Old Wei who was holding his grandson in the corridor and looking around, he followed the words and said, "Your daughter-in-law is so filial. She also ordered this bowl for you?"
"Yes, Shui Lan is careful and thoughtful, much better than my son."
The old lame man took another sip, and there was still a lot of wine in the bowl. He glanced outside the corridor, sighed, and said: "I don't understand how they cultivate gods. I just want to help them take care of them before they are too old to move." Take care of the baby."
Zhang Wenfeng understood what Uncle Cripple meant by asking for him. He pretended to be confused and drank without talking to him.
The old cripple said to himself, "The conditions are so good now. We don't have to worry about food or clothing. No matter how many children we have, we can support them."
Lao Wei, who was wandering around the door, handed the baby to the woman, walked in and sat down. He was over sixty years old, with a strong body and not much white hair. He raised the wine bowl that had been filled earlier and drank. Da Kou said, "I don't understand what they are thinking. Neither of them is in a hurry to have a baby. There is an old saying in the countryside, 'There are three ways to be unfilial, and the worst is not having children.' They have read a lot and understand the truth."
Zhang Wenfeng took the wine bowl and took a sip with a smile.
He was tricked by two old men who combined a combined age of 140 to 50 years.
The youngest son of the Wei family married a daughter-in-law and returned home. They gave birth to three children in six years, two boys and one girl. The population was prosperous, which made Old Wei and his wife happy to take care of their children at home. They left everything outside to their capable younger son. The only thing I'm worried about is the fairy daughter-in-law of the eldest son's family, who hasn't seen any movement in several years.
"My in-laws were also so anxious that they called their daughter home and asked her in-laws to ask questions."
Lao Wei took a long sip depressedly, shook his head and said, "Qingyun is good in other respects. She is sensible and filial, and she celebrates birthdays even during holidays. She said it is too early to have a baby now, and we will talk about it later." I'm not sure how many years it will be. My in-laws are too embarrassed to come to drink during the Chinese New Year this year. This has made it so, ugh."
The old cripple sighed. It was not convenient for him to ask his daughter-in-law. Last month, before his son and daughter-in-law were leaving for a long trip, he caught his son and asked quietly. The stupid boy also said the same thing, which made him so angry that he beat him for fun. Three laps.
Zhang Wenfeng considered his words and said: "It is troublesome for practitioners to have children, especially for women, which consumes their cultivation. They probably want to wait until their cultivation reaches a certain level before considering it, so as not to leave behind their partners and offspring and cause regrets in the lower world."
Partners who have faith in spiritual practice usually do not give birth to children in the lower world.
Five hundred years is not long, and after spending energy and blood to cultivate and give birth to offspring, the woman has concerns in her heart, and it is difficult to fly together. When the time comes, the man ascends to the upper world, and the woman takes her children to the Duxian Islands to be imprisoned and wait for death. , then how good is the feeling?
Unless the path of both partners comes to an end, they can no longer advance in cultivation, and there is not enough time, then they will choose to give birth to offspring, so that the offspring will be rich, and will not let the offspring end up on the path of spiritual cultivation.
Only when both of them ascend to the upper world, with no time limit, can they safely give birth to offspring and cultivate family power.
The old cripple frowned and said: "There is no end to learning, and there is no end to cultivating gods. When will we wait? How many years can I wait for this old bone?"
Brother Feng's statement was more reliable, and he was deeply troubled.
"You are in good health and will live a long life. Don't think too much. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. They have good feelings and will consider future generations."
Zhang Wenfeng accompanied the two old men to drink and relax. When the school bell rang, he got up and dispersed.
After staying in the sect for two days, he set off and flew back to Lingbao Temple through Daying territory.
After carefully guiding five disciples to practice swordsmanship for three months, Youfang Gongyu and Chen Fengyi, a man and a woman, stood out. They successively reached the "hand-in-hand" sword realm and embarked on the path of sword cultivation. As for whether they will practice swordsmanship and magic at the same time in the future, or Concentrate on swordsmanship, it depends on personal choice,
It is all acceptable.
The other five apprentices have mastered the two styles of swordsmanship in the "Guanghan Sword Classic", and they use them differently. The leader among them is Tong Guan, who is exactly ten years old this year. He has a rudimentary momentum of indomitable momentum when using a wooden sword.
As for their little eldest brother, "Brother Dog", he has lost interest in practicing swordsmanship. He spends three days fishing and two days drying nets. He has had enough food for several months and is strong. He is busy trapping rabbits and catching pheasants in the forest. , all kinds of strange abilities make five little guys who have never seen the world envious.
Zhang Wenfeng dances with the sword like a child in the backyard every day. He has no rules and does whatever he wants. He only occasionally goes to Jianping to guide the remaining people in sword practice.
Before we knew it, it was mid-winter and there was a heavy snowfall.
But Gouwa, who had never seen snow before, was so happy that he dressed in thick cotton robes and made snowmen and had snowball fights with several children in Jianping. He yelled and rolled down the mountain and played wildly. His hands were red from the cold and his clothes and shoes were wet. However, Wu Zi refused to go back to the mountain. Su Qin was worried that the uncultivated dog would get frozen, so he carried the little guy back.
Zhang Wenfeng "watched" this scene in the yard, nodding and smiling. After playing with children who were not much different from each other for a long time, Gouwa still suffered from the subtle influence, and the hostility in his bones was reduced a lot. Besides, he also learned to read and write every day. Get rid of some anger.
Change is a good thing.
Starting tomorrow, let Su Qin teach Gou Wa to read scriptures and recite basic scriptures.
There was a flash of light in the air, and Zhang Wenfeng received the yellow talisman. It was the prison hospital that invited him to go to the main peak to drink tea. He didn't say anything. He got up and walked out through the front yard. He heard the dog boy in the main room still excitedly saying that he wanted to pile up in the yard. A very big snowman was piled higher than Sister Su Qin. Seeing Mr. Zhang appear, Gouwa immediately stopped talking and started warming himself by the fire.
Flying down to the main peak, walking on the snow to the side hall, he saw Wan Boqi, who was wearing a green Taoist robe, smiling and walking out of the prison. Zhang Wenfeng smiled and cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that Senior Brother Wan came out of seclusion, and he was talking about why the prison suddenly became a traitor. You’re here, congratulations!”
Wan Boqi felt a little awkward walking. He had only been repaired for two days. After returning the gift, he stretched out his hand to greet him and said with a smile: "The mood and feeling are so different when the body is damaged and the body is intact. I have experienced it deeply this time. Until now So far, I have completely come out of the life-and-death battle."
After he finished speaking his feelings, he solemnly bowed again.
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly stretched out his hand to help each other and shouted: "It's passed, it's passed. Shouldn't fellow sects help each other? I've been waiting for Senior Brother Wan to recover and help me refine the Shadow Wood Sword."
Wan Boqi laughed and said, "Brother Zhang, don't worry. When I rest for a while, I will keep the Shadow Wood Sword and refine it to your liking." He knew very well that Chen Qingqiao was teaching the repair technique for the sake of Elder Zhang, otherwise he would have done it himself Starting from scratch, I don’t know how long it will take and how much hardship I will endure.
The three of them walked into the side hall and sat down. Zhang Wenfeng took out the stick of shadow wood and handed it to Wan Boqi, saying, "I'm not in a hurry to use it. Senior Brother Wan needs to stabilize his cultivation first. It won't be too late to refine the sword in a year or two."
Wan Boqi looked at the shadow wood for a moment, then looked at Elder Zhang's wrist and arm length. After he had a good idea of the shadow wood, he put away the shadow wood, took out a white jade stone from the storage space, and said: "Before I fought, I installed an image stone on my shoulder. , accidentally left a picture of the short process of the sword cultivator using the sword. During the time when he was injured, I forgot about it in a trance. I only remembered it after retreating. The image was very blurry. Brother Zhang, take it and have a look. It may be useful. That’s even better.”
Zhang Wenfeng took the image stone and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wan's way of retaining guests is ingenious."
Everyone laughed.
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