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After the three of them advanced to the Fading Realm, during the transition period, at least they had to be promoted in the direction of the county, and it was impossible to spend all the time in the small Xiling County.

Among the three, Yun Qiuhe's achievements are the most dazzling, and the sect will make better arrangements.

She had already received a summons from the sect yesterday, and she couldn't refuse it.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "How do you choose?"

Yun Qiuhe turned his head for a glance, and asked back, "What about you, what are your plans for the future?"

"If you all leave Xiling County, I can be regarded as a law enforcement guard. In the next two or three years, I don't plan to go out to find a job. I will meditate in Taoist temples for a while, teach disciples, farm and practice, and then I will be very quiet in the future. Let’s talk after thinking about it.”

Zhang Wenfeng agreed to be a law enforcement guard at the beginning, mostly because he felt that the three of them could be handed over, and Director Wu gave him preferential treatment, allowing him to be a law enforcement guard, and the number of missions was very small.

If another person came to Xiling County to serve as the head of the hospital, it would be impossible to receive such treatment again.

He also didn't want to be bullied around.

The Fairy Spirit Temple is on the right track. He has made a lot of contacts in this mission. He only needs to focus on improving his cultivation, and he doesn't need to care about other irrelevant opinions.

Yun Qiuhe guessed that this would be the case. Although Zhang Guanzhu is brave enough to do things, he is actually not serious about fame and has a loose temper. She reminded: "You are famous now, especially this time when you defeated the demon clan's Chi Yuan, the Yin soldier With the help of the Dharma, you have made several great achievements in a row, and there are rumors that you are No. 1 below the realm of comfort, and you want to live a peaceful life, but the tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop."

The two of them talked in mouth, and they walked extremely fast, almost without touching the ground, and passed by in a flash.

Zhang Wenfeng also heard the news, he shook his head and said, "Let's say what they say, when you leave Xiling County, I will thank you behind closed doors and live my own clean life."

Seeing the supernatural powers shown by Mo Ye and Jiu Ming, his vision expanded to a higher and farther world.

He even killed one of the third-order ghosts, and he really doesn't care about his No. 1 reputation below the comfort level.

"Director Guo of the Daolu branch of Yuanyang County is a shrewd and powerful person. He must find a way to lure you to work in the county. How are you going to deal with it?"

"Real positions are not accepted, but false positions are allowed."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile, this is his strategy, if he wants to trap him and do his best, don't even think about it.

Great fame also has great benefits. Who would dare to underestimate him after he gained an invisible status?

When Song Suxing, Jin Huanran and others interacted with him, they kept their stance very low during the later period, and even deliberately flattered them. This is the reality, and it was completely impossible before.

Yun Qiuhe rolled his eyes and said, "Then I choose to work in the Nanjiang Prefecture Chengdaolu Branch. I will have free time in the future, so I can come back often."

"Senior Sister Yue and the apprentices are reluctant to let you go."

"Haha, I'm also reluctant to leave, and I want to learn painting from you."

The topic of the two gradually moved away, chatting and laughing, time passed easily.

The donkey ran around the new site and caught up. If such a large area was planted with spiritual grass, it would wake up laughing from its dreams.

It ran with great vigor all the way, with all four hooves flying and high spirits.

The two climbed mountains and waded with a donkey, and when the sun went down, they returned to the gate of the Taoist archway.

Shi Nanguan, who was on duty, was so happy that he jumped three feet high, and shouted loudly: "The temple master has returned to the mountain, and Taoist Yun has returned." He hurriedly saluted and said hello, Xiaopang's face was full of excitement.

Yun Qiuhe took the package from the donkey's back and rewarded the little fat man with a peach he bought on the way.

Now when she returns from going out, she will bring snacks, fruits, etc. to the little ones, and cooked food and drinks to the old cripple.

This seems to have become the tradition of the fairy view.

Two figures rushed out of Qingzheng Bieyuan, followed closely behind by a group of tall and short apprentices, and ran down the short hill with a whimper. Crowded in the middle.

The donkey chased the mountain badger, which was longer than the dog, and ran away to the stream.

Everyone is smiling, from ear to ear.

The sky is full of colorful clouds, and the glowing red lights add a bit of festiveness.

During dinner, the second senior brother specially invited the old cripple and Wei Xingde to a table, and opened an altar with them to drink openly.

He was so happy, he could finally sleep soundly when the temple master came back, or even if he knew that the battle at Guizailing was going well, as long as he didn't return to the Taoist temple, he and Yue Anyan would always be worried.

After dinner, Yun Qiuhe went back to the city.

Zhang Wenfeng and Yue Anyan went for a walk in the forest to the west side by side, and briefly talked about the situation of carrying out the mission. The second senior brother and the three of them were still drinking, and when they walked to the forest near Wangxia Ridge, Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the almost invisible shadow around him, and stood still Footsteps, said: "Senior sister, I need to discuss something with you."

"Oh, what's the matter? Tell me."

"A new friend of mine is a woman. It is inconvenient for her to go out for a walk. She wants to borrow Fang Bailan's slough for a while, but don't worry, she will not damage the slough. Listen to what she wants, and she will be kind to the slough." Good thing, otherwise, it would be inconvenient for her to follow me all the time."

He said it very plainly, as if he wanted to borrow a piece of clothing, not a slough.

Yue Anyan understood the temperament of the temple master very well. The light in the forest was dim, she looked into the eyes of the temple master, and the two looked at each other for a moment, Yue Anyan smiled and said: "Okay, as long as you don't damage the slough, she can borrow it for ten years." In the meantime, Fang Bailan probably won't come to ask for the lost slough."

With her cleverness, she naturally heard that there was something in the Guanzhu's words.

Even the viewer hinted that it was "inconvenient", which shows that things are very difficult and must be borrowed.

She deliberately stated a time limit, ten years is enough.

Zhang Wenfeng continued to walk up Wangxialing Slope, and said, "You can call her Fellow Daoist Mo, she will stay in Xianling Temple for a period of time from now on, she can live wherever she likes!"

Yue Anyan just listened, did the temple master bring back an ancestor?

She knew that the temple master was using this method to solemnly remind her of one thing, not to offend the mysterious fellow Daoist Mo.

The two walked to the small bamboo house in the middle of the mountain, Zhang Wenfeng signaled to wait outside, and then heard the bamboo door of the east room open with a "squeak", and "Fang Bailan" in a white dress with bare white tender feet walked through the door. walk out.

The woman frowned slightly, she seemed dissatisfied with this fifth-tier body and was not used to it.

As she walked down the steps, the white embroidered gauze skirt on her body had changed into a simple black long skirt, her feet were exposed outside, her hair was loose, and she stretched out her hand to see a blooming pink hibiscus flower beside the bamboo house , was picked by her as a hairpin on the left side.

Yue Anyan was stunned. She arranged several water techniques in that room, and Fang Bailan gave her two magic tools to protect her, but in front of Mo Daoist who was brought back by the temple master, they all became decorations.

She looked at the familiar face of the woman with the hairpin flower, and felt very strange, and the cold came from the soles of her feet.

No wonder the temple master repeatedly hinted and reminded her, this is too mysterious!

It's easier to borrow a pair of sloughs than to change clothes, and she knows it's not easy.

Chapter 249 The Sword Fits the Body, Planting Flowers with Slender Hands

I heard that the temple master has made great achievements and earned a new land for Xianling temple. After the morning class on the second day, the second senior brother who was thinking about it hit it off with the donkey, ate a few mouthfuls casually, and brought the mountain badger who was tumbling and clamoring to go out , and ran towards Guizailing in the southwest.

Zhang Wenfeng let them go to play, right?The donkey's neck is tied with a gray sword-shaped token for participating in the Battle of Guizailing, and a spirit animal token issued by the Daolu Branch of the county seat. Most places in the Da'an Dynasty can travel unimpeded.

In fact, the straight-line distance from the Taoist temple to the newly acquired fiefdom is no more than [-] miles. At Zhang Wenfeng's current flying speed, it takes about an hour and a half. It will be faster in the future, right?The time will be shorter.

The new girl with hairpin flowers in the Fairy Spirit Temple,?Loose hair,?Likes to walk around barefoot.

Because they were friends brought back by the temple master, from apprentices to old cripples, Wei Xingde and others, according to the temple master's request, they were politely called "Mr. Mo" instead of "Mr. Mo".

Hairpin women don't wear Taoist robes, don't read Taoist scriptures to do homework, don't even enter the main hall of Taoist temples, and don't take apprentices to play.

Apart from chatting with the temple master once in a while, he didn't have much to say to other people, nodding his head at most was considered a response.

Qing Qing Dan Dan is very quiet, not difficult to get along with, but not easy to approach.

After a few days back, Zhang Wenfeng was very busy, giving lessons to the apprentices, explaining the interpretation of the scriptures, telling short stories to explain the big truth, teaching the apprentices sword skills and cultivation,?Tie up your trousers and fertilize in the fields and on the slopes of Xitanling to take care of crops and spiritual plants.

The wheat fields irrigated with Lingquan stream are growing very well, right?The small piece in the northwest corner is extraordinarily high.

The other wheat had already sprouted ears and filled the grains, and the hundred and ten he took care of specially started to head.

The sun is setting, ?Twilight will rise.

Zhang Wenfeng wandered around the field, and finally decided to try one or two, and if he failed, he would accumulate experience for the next time.

His spiritual consciousness touched the golden scriptures in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he silently recited "Mystery is Mystery, the Gate of All Realms", and cast the magical power of "Green Light Reflection Curse", releasing a ball of soft pale green light out of thin air.

Spread the light green light thinly, stretch it to four feet wide, and slowly cover the wheat plants.

He left more than ten plants without covering, and took care of the ordinary wheat on the side. He wanted to make more comparisons.

He slowly controlled the no-nonsense wood energy vitality, irrigated the wheat plants evenly, and checked the status of the nourished wheat at any time. If he found something wrong, he could remove the pale green light in time.

Mo Ye walked barefoot on the cobblestones by the stream, thinking about something, she suddenly turned her head to look in the direction of the wheat field,?Taking a step forward, he came to Zhang Guanzhu's side, reached out his hand to catch a little green light from the field,?He put it on the end of his nose and sniffed it, tasted the green woody smell, smashed his small mouth, and spat the green light onto the ground with a little disgust.

"Do you want to cultivate low-level spiritual plants yourself?"

Zhang Wenfeng controlled the pale green light, nurturing the wheat plants subtly, and said: "From scratch, you have to try one or two."

Mo Ye looked at it for a while, and reminded: "It's too late, they can't bear the remaining wood energy."

Zhang Wenfeng inspected several times, he was still a little hesitant at first, should he stop? Hearing Mo Ye's voice pointing, he hurriedly raised his hand to gather the remaining half of the green light into a ball. Slowly falling towards Xitan Ridge, pouring some green light into each of the eight corn plants that grow to a height of four feet.

Fly to Wangxia Ridge again, and give some moisture to the spirit peach tree, plum tree and three thorny wire vines.

All the rest are supplied to the rock trees in the cave, and try to cover the rain and dew evenly, and dare not give too much at one time.

Mo Ye watched Zhang Guanzhu, who was dressed as a farmer, finish his work, and said, "You have good supernatural powers. It can nourish and strengthen vitality. It can not only heal wounds, but also change the growth of plants. You have your own unique ideas about the perception of Mu Xing."

Zhang Wenfeng took off his bamboo hat and fanned it in his hands. Hearing Mo Ye's evaluation of him, he was very happy.

Although the divine channel technique was endowed by Taoism scriptures, he put in great effort in the process of seeking it.

What he's trying now is groundbreaking.

Walking in the direction of the water pool, he said with a smile: "The road is made by people. I have the qualifications of woodworkers. I will work more in the woods and fields by myself. I will cultivate my mind and practice. Taoism is natural, and I will eventually get something."

Mo Ye nodded slightly after hearing this, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

When she was born, Hua Ling had a fourth-level cultivation, and any supernatural powers, ghosts, and secrets can be learned at a glance, and there is no need to learn it a second time.

No one has ever reminded her to look down and see the difference between the underworld and the world.

Wanting to go out with Zhang Wenfeng, besides sleeping for a long enough time, she didn't hate this human monk who was able to wake up and "see" her at that time.

The high-ranking monk talked about eye contact, and she felt that this human being was a little different.

Zhang Wenfeng reached out and picked two freshly ripe peaches, washed them in the clear water of the pool, and handed one to Mo Ye.

"Try it, the fruit trees transplanted this spring don't taste as good as the spiritual fruit, so it shouldn't be unpalatable."

The two sat on a nearby rock and ate peaches.

One dressed like a farmer wearing a bamboo hat and trousers, with a calm demeanor and a kind of indifference and cleanliness on his body.

Even though the other one is barefoot, she is hard to get close to because of her natural aura.

"I want to open up a small piece of land and try to grow something."

"Just use whichever piece of land you like."

"It's not suitable for you here, the flowers and plants I plant are very cloudy."

The conversation between the two didn't take much thinking. Mo Ye picked up the stream with his bare feet, and his long skirt was just wet in the water. He pointed to the northwest direction and said, "There is a barren mountain and forest more than ten miles away. I planted things there. Let people find out."

Zhang Wenfeng immediately thought of the haunted forest. Since Mo Ye said that no one would find out, of course he believed it.

"need my help?"

"Being not."

Mo Ye left a little room for her words, she discovered the extraordinary power of Guanzhu Zhang's supernatural powers.

After eating the glutinous, sweet and delicious peaches, Zhang Wenfeng stood up and buried the peach pits in the open space when he heard the dining bell coming from the direction of Qingzheng Bieyuan, "Shall we go to dinner together?"

Mo Ye sat still and refused, "I'm not used to it."

She doesn't need to eat at all, a fresh peach is already very face-saving.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled. He didn't care about the woman's directness, and went east along the stream. He thought it would be fine if Mo Ye could find something to do.

The second senior brother traveled far away and stayed for three days in the new fief named "Lingcao Ridge" that the donkey racked his brains to build two wooden sheds for shelter from the wind and rain. A lot of tree stumps were re-laid in the land boundary.

After returning, he began to discuss with the temple master, Wei Xingde, and the old cripple to prepare for a large-scale construction project, to renovate the uphill road of Xianling temple, to build many two-story courtyards on the high hillside, and to renovate the backyard on the top of the mountain as a new house.

The progress of the apprentices' cultivation is good. In the second half of the year, it is very likely that some people will break through the realm and advance to Huaqi. After becoming a monk, they need to have a separate residence, and it is impossible to squeeze into the Qingzheng other courtyard.

The Taoist temple is not short of money, and there should be some new changes and new atmosphere.

The second senior brother was thinking about building the fairy temple like a big sect. In his opinion, it would be a matter of time.

Regarding the ambition of the second senior brother, the old cripple strongly supported him, and his voice was much higher.

Wei Xingde was in charge of running errands to select good craftsmen, and called groups of people to come up with proposals and negotiate prices. He was busy, and truckloads of wood and stone were transported into the mountain gate from time to time.

Zhang Wenfeng ignored miscellaneous and mundane affairs, and left them all to the second senior brother.

I was busy in the fields, and I came back for ten days before I knew it.

He thought that his mind was adjusted to the best state, sat cross-legged in the bamboo room, recited the Qingjing Sutra three times, then looked inside the ancient scroll "Tao Sutra", and began to recite silently according to the rhyme from the first sentence. Make an attempt to read a complete scripture.

There is an invisible golden light flowing on the body, and the chanting of the six scriptures is the washing of six different golden lights.