After receiving the news, Qian Jing ran into the Xiangsui Hall. Years of hard work and experience in opening up new meridians and transcending the world gave her a different understanding of this and past lives. She lived in the present, practiced in her heart, and shouted with high spirits:
"Master Guan, I have advanced to the golden elixir realm."
Her petite face was radiant, but she ran towards Yun Qiuhe, who was sitting nearby and smiling: "Sister-in-law is getting more and more beautiful."
The seniority of Xianlingguan is a mysterious existence. She is no longer called "Taoist Master Yun", which shows her life status.
"Your little mouth can make people happy. Your face has been adjusted so that no changes can be seen, but some changes can be felt. The natural carvings and clear water hibiscus reflect your temperament. It is just right."
Yun Qiuhe pulled Qian Jing and sat down on the chair next to him. The female cultivator was a woman first, so when they met, they talked about women first.
Zhang Wenfeng saw that Qian Jing had made some slight adjustments to his appearance, taking advantage of the golden elixir's ability to shape his appearance. His whole person had a more airy air. He smiled and took out a piece of wooden talisman with vaguely complex dark green runes drawn on it. He carried it with magic power and said, "This 'Guardian Wooden Armor Talisman' is given to you. After it has been refined, take it with you. Congratulations on your promotion to the Golden Elixir."
He had a whole soul-gathering wood that was broken into several pieces. Apart from refining the natal wood sword, most of it was kept in the storage space.
Slowly, it will be used to refine various spiritual wood charms. Whether it is given to others or kept for yourself, it is very good.
When there is another breakthrough in his talisman skills, he will try to refine a simple spiritual wood death talisman.
"Fifth level spiritual wood talisman, thank you so much, Master."
Qian Jing smiled and put the spirit wood talisman into her sleeve, and then slowly refined it when she returned. She had many treasures, and this was the second fifth-level talisman besides the one her master had given her.
After chatting casually for a while, the maid outside came in to pay tribute, and Wei Jingjie and Shang Qingyun came to visit.
Qian Jing hurriedly stood up from his chair. In front of outsiders, he had to pay more attention to his superiority and inferiority. Wei Jingjie and Shang Qingyun came in, bowed and saluted, and said some words of gratitude. After all the hardships, Wei Jingjie became more and more calm, and the vicissitudes of life on his face faded away. Shang Qingyun's round face became slightly thinner, his eyes were bright, and his whole body was filled with joy and vitality. .
Zhang Wenfeng motioned for the two of them to sit down and chatted with Wei Jingjie, who was not good at talking. The three women chatted lively together.
The maid served spiritual fruits, pastries, and cooked tea to entertain the guests.
Not long after, the mountain chief walked into the hall with a smile. Behind him was Zhang Xuan'an, who was wearing a new robe. In front of him was a maid leading the way. Everyone stood up and greeted each other. Wei, Shang, Qian, and Xuan'an left without disturbing each other and walked down the mountain. .
"After several years of replacement and acquisition, the 200-mile radius of Guiziling has been completely taken over by our Fairy Spirit Temple. I asked Junior Sister Zhu'er to lead some people to set up a large protective array there, and then make a unified plan to open up the spirit temple. Planting gardens, medicinal gardens, and building lofts for spiritual practice in Beppu.”
After drinking two cups of tea, the mountain leader got down to business.
Xianlingguan's discovery of the secret realm in Guizailing is no longer a secret in the Eastern Continent.
Some people even associate the secluded realm of Moling on the main peak of Guizailing with the secret realm found in Xianling Temple.
After so many years, many of the sect forces that carved up the three hundred miles of territory have declined and become unknown, but Xianling Temple is unique. The mountain chief went to the Daolu Academy in the capital to discuss with the Taoist Supervisor and the Great Heavenly Master. The Taoist Supervisor , The great heavenly master has opened the door to the view of immortal spirits.
"Very good. I will go to Guiziling in a few days and spend some time doing this to clean up the cold air left deep underground in that area."
Guanzhu Zhang smiled.
That area has been eroded by the cold ghost energy for hundreds and thousands of years. Even if the ghosts are exterminated, the cold air occasionally leaks out from deep underground, which is useless to other sects.
After he has mastered the bronze lamp through sacrifice, he can use the treasure to transform the barren land that is not rich in products.
"Thank you for your hard work."
The mountain chief smiled and said politely. He knew the master's ability, otherwise he would not have spent time and energy to acquire a wasteland. He also said another thing: "Zhang Xuan'an has outstanding swordsmanship among his disciples, is diligent in studying, and has noble conduct. I propose that he serve as the deacon of the newly established 'Lingjian Hall' to discover the swordsmanship talents of our Xianling Temple and supervise and guide the swordsmanship practice of those who come after us."
Zhang Wenfeng asked with a smile: "Is Qingru unwilling to take care of things?"
Zhang Xuan'an's devil-may-care attitude and the praise of his noble character gave him, as a master, goosebumps.
"Qing Ru is devoted to cultivation, and refuses to accept it, saying that he can give me some advice when he has time. I asked Xuan An what he meant, and he was a little interested. He said that it was a chore to practice the heart of the sword."
"Then let him."
The two talked about some other arrangements for the sect. Half an hour later, the mountain chief said goodbye and left.
The Fairy Spirit Guan family has a great cause. It has expanded its territory and added a new territory. The mountain chief is in the middle and regulates it, so it is busy but not chaotic.
In the next few days, the monk didn’t practice much, and the scattered inspiration that arose was silenced. Every day, he would not let go of the scroll, or he would burn incense and splash ink with his wife to paint. He had already grasped some "Tao" of cultivation, but he was not in a hurry and relaxed. Review the basics.
On this day, Fan Chongfeng came to report that the demon clan Bolang Lake Guifu Fu came to visit.
Zhang Wenfeng had a smile on his face. He knew why Gui Fu was here. With his lazy and uninterested temperament, it was difficult for Lao Gui to bother him even if he was willing to move to inquire about King Carp's whereabouts after decades. I saw an old man wearing a turtle-patterned black robe in Zhi Ke Hall, and the two exchanged a few words.
Turtle Fudo asked where Carp King is now?
He first went to the Demon Donkey Department to look for his son, but failed. The donkey had not returned to the Demon Clan's territory for several years. Then he went to the Liuzhi River. Unfortunately, Yang Shuilan and Lezi went on a long trip, so he had no choice but to run away. A trip to human territory.
"Xiao Ni'er is practicing in the secret realm of Dragon Pond, and it may take ten years to get out of seclusion."
Zhang Wenfeng explained, "I happen to be going to a secret realm. If fellow Taoist Gui is free, you can go with me."
Turtle Fudo pondered and said slowly: "Now that I know the whereabouts of King Carp, I will not go to the secret realm to disturb King Carp's peace. There are many chores in Wave Wave Lake, so I can't leave for too long."
He would not go to the secret realm with Guanzhu Zhang without Carp King accompanying him.
Mutual trust is formed over time. If he casually believes in the words of a human master and goes to a secret realm isolated from the outside world, his years of wandering around in the world will be in vain.
After sending Guifang away, Zhang Wenfeng took his wife with him and flew to Guizailing, which already belonged to Xianling Temple.
Zhao Zhuer led a group of monks to be busy on the top of each mountain.
"Shopkeeper, after you purify this place, I will build a palace on the highest Guiziling Mountain. Sister Yun, we are neighbors, and you can also build a palace, okay?"
Zhao Zhuer pulled Yun Qiuhe and refused to let go, talking here and there with a smile on his face.
Zhang Wenfeng slapped the naughty woman and had to go to the secret realm alone. By the Hualong Pond, the three great demons Tao Niangzi, Yueshan Old Man, and Mangong were staring at the little carp making a violent fuss in the middle of the pond.
The three of them had different opinions on whether they should go out to summon Zhang Guanzhu.
