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Shui Qingru turned the tide and won the last victory for the Eastern Continent, spreading the word in the Daan practice circle.

This is the first time Zhang Xuan'an knew that the master of the temple, who was closed all the year round and didn't go out very much, had a cold expression on his face.

She is quite a loner and aloof woman who doesn't talk much with her peers. She is so powerful. Anyway, it has been spread to his ears that she has become a hero in the world.

Can he not be proud of calling himself a sword repairer?

That's his uncle, although he hasn't said a word so far.

The head of the mountain shook his head: "Qing Ru shouldn't go out, this time is a special case, she is already on the way back,

Together with Daoist Yue. "Seeing Gouwa's expression of hesitation, he knew what the little guy was thinking, and continued: "He Daochang and the other two fourth-rank monks stayed in Dongyue Island for a few years, um, He Daochang and the temple master are inseparable, I look at our fairy temple differently, and I have a warm heart, and I like to support the juniors."

Zhang Xuan'an thought about Uncle Shui's cold eyes of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and agreed: "**** is willing to stand in front of the sect."

Go to Dongyue Island to play. Seeing Shanzhang nodded and walked away, he hurriedly followed and asked in a low voice: "Shanzhang, I want to ask you something."

"you say."

"The Lord accepts disciples, what rules and regulations do you have?"

Zhang Xuan'an was a little awkward. He used to be a young man. The temple master taught him swordsmanship intermittently for several years. He never knew that the temple master was such a powerful swordsman. It's called the "Double Swords of the Eastern Continent", so majestic!

"Do you want to worship Guanzhu as your teacher?"

The head of the mountain looked at the ambitious Gouwa. None of the other disciples dared to inquire about this matter. It just so happened that the master was very optimistic about Zhang Xuan'an, and seemed to have the intention of accepting disciples.

"I have this idea, and I also know that I have various problems. I want to be strict with myself and meet the requirements of the temple master to accept disciples, so I want to ask you a little bit."

"The Master often said that 'knowing mistakes can make you better', you think about what the Master has taught you, the conditions for him to accept disciples are actually hidden in it, think about it, work hard and practice, the Master will leave the customs at least Five years from now, I believe you 'where there is a will, there is a way'."

The head of the mountain left a few ambiguous and correct words and drifted away.

"Five years later..."

Zhang Xuan'an scratched his head while talking to himself, trying to recall what the Lord of the Temple had said to him, no, there were too many, he had to go back to his residence and write it down with a notebook while thinking about it, and keep it to ponder over it slowly.

I vaguely felt that the head of the mountain meant to send him to the frontier, maybe it was because of his villainous heart.

In the extreme western waters, Black Shrimp Island.

After more than 20 days of recuperation, He Guangjun was basically back to normal. He walked on the beach with a middle-aged man in a blue Taoist robe with a hint of vicissitudes on his face.

"Old Wu, I'm not talking about you. You and Fu Gujing went through life and death with Zhang Guanzhu several times back then, and joined hands to deal with evil spirits. It was a real battle friendship, a life-and-death friendship, and Zhang Guanzhu valued feelings. Why didn't you want to take the initiative to visit? Not long after I was promoted to Jindan, I specially chose to pay my respects to him on the Lantern Festival. He was inquiring about your recent situation and said that he had time to wait. He wanted to invite you and the old man to drink. go talk."

Wu Gan showed a wry smile on the plane: "A few years ago, in order to be able to advance to the free state, I stumbled and stumbled. Hey, I only got away with it the second time. The old Fu is also in the same situation. I feel ashamed to meet him. We The two are poor and poor, but Zhang Guanzhu’s military achievements are as high as the sky, the difference is too big, and the cultivation world pays most attention to cultivation status.”

"He is different from others, as far as I know, Chen Qingqiao, Feng Qiyue from Nine Crane Palace, Yun Qiuhe,

In addition, I was able to advance smoothly only with the help of Zhang Guanzhu, "It is difficult to advance to the top of the mountain, and it is difficult to ascend to the top of the mountain. Once you break the realm, you will have two heavens." Brother, some friends are noble people in their lives. It's too late to regret. "

It is rare for He Guangjun to persuade others so earnestly, saying: "Below the fourth level, it is just a journey in the world.

Live a few more years than ordinary people, and dust returns to dust in the end, but the state of the golden core is quite different. The soul condenses a trace of spirituality. The path of practice is smooth, and most of them can't wake up their minds, but there is one hope that it is not. It is said that they can understand the past after reaching a high level.You and old Fu are holding on to such a good opportunity, but if you don't fight for it, will you both get kicked in the head by that black donkey? "

Wu Ganping breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I'll go to Guzhou to find my old master, and to visit Guanzhu Zhang."

"That's right, people know the world, if you don't leave, you won't get close, brothers who have been born and died together, what face do you have to lose?"

He Guangjun smiled and said, "I heard from Yue An that Zhang Guan has been in seclusion for several years. You and Lao Fu will go to worship the mountain first, and then go after Zhang Guanzhu is out of the seclusion. Don't be afraid of trouble."

Wu Ganping cupped his hands: "Thank you, Brother He, for your trouble!"

"Stop coming, I want a treat."

"dinner."

The two walked away along the beach talking and laughing.

The secluded environment of Moling, Hantan Cave Mansion.

Zhang Wenfeng stayed behind closed doors, opening up new meridians bit by bit, eating pain as food, just get used to it.

He doesn't hear anything outside the cave, and concentrates on his own practice.

You Mengchang was much more cautious when wandering in the secret realm, and he kept his hands behind to make escape arrangements. He now knew that the three sixth-level old monsters were also more or less restricted in the secret realm, and could not do whatever they wanted.

Chapter 702 Waiting For This Day For A Long Time

The cave is bitterly cold, and the light changes between day and night. Zhang Wenfeng opened his meridians twice a day as if he was being tortured. Even if he could endure the pain later and the time spent on recovery was greatly reduced, he still maintained the rhythm of twice a day. , neither increase nor decrease.

In the extra time, he continued to soak in the Dragon Claw Grass Exercise Powder Medicinal Bath to exercise and strengthen his body.

In leisure time, read books, drink tea and draw pictures, warm up the sword spirit and essence, experience the sword state and so on.

Whenever the meridians were opened up, he would go out to get some fresh air and rest for three to five days. The strange thing was that Yu Mengchang didn't show up even once. He could vaguely sense that the old man Meng Mei was wandering around in the secret realm, wondering what he was up to?

Unknowingly a few years passed, Tu Hufa came in with more than a dozen women to practice, and he knew that Senior Sister Yue and Yun Qiuhe had successfully advanced, that Zhao Zhu'er and Fang Bailan, the widow, had accomplished a major event that led to the reconciliation of the Eastern and Western Continents. Qing Ru made great contributions to the Eastern Continent, Lu Huan finally became a fourth-tier monster after five years of cruel training, and so on.

Perhaps it was because the Dharma Protector reported good news but not bad news, and did not tell other bad things, so as not to affect his concern.

He didn't ask any more questions, rested and relaxed for five days, and walked into the cold pool cave to continue his path of cultivation.

The earth guardian watched the temple master walk into the stone wall, and he turned back to the courtyard as if nothing had happened.

He did have bad news that he didn't tell. Qian Jing, who had suffered a lot in the early years, was sensible and well-behaved, and then went smoothly and collected many dotes on him. In life, I made my own decisions, I was self-willed for a while, and closed the door behind closed doors, but failed and took the path of practice to a narrow path, with an uncertain future.

The head of the mountain and Yue Anyan were dumbfounded and sighed.

They all know that Qian Jing is the only villain of the temple master, and they will be angry if touched.

The temple master abandoned all external interference and deliberately entered the secret realm for retreat, and stayed away for several years without asking about world affairs. Although he did not explain clearly to them why the retreat is obviously a very important pass in practice.

How dare they tell the viewer at this time when this happened?

Zhao Zhu'er is not in the sect, and went to Wenzhai Academy in the Western Continent with Fang Bailan, and will not return in recent years.

The three discussed for a few days, and Yue Anyan had a long talk with Shui Qingru who lived in seclusion.

As the main apprentice of the temple master, Shui Qingru learned that Qian Jing was the reincarnation of the master's sister, and immediately understood that all the unreasonable things in the past had become logical. Jing had any ideas, but it didn't look like it, and only then did she know that there was a big mistake.

The water was as clear as leaving the customs, and Qian Jing, who was drooping, was pulled out of the sect to travel.

But it is Dongyue Island in the far west sea.

After five years of development and construction, it has changed greatly. The wide bluestone streets with nine vertical and horizontal streets have taken shape. The remaining reefs and trees on the island have been ingeniously designed and arranged by monks and craftsmen. They have become unique scenery everywhere. Some shops are still being carefully built. Some are already finished.

Zhang Xuanan was dressed in short coarse cloth clothes, resisting a log five feet thick and more than ten feet long. His whole body was as black as charcoal, and his face was covered with oil and sweat. He flew down from the air to the backyard of the shop that was still under construction. Wiping the sweat off his face with a towel, he muttered: "The head of the mountain is too deceitful, five years have passed,

I was not allowed to go back to the mountain. "

The high-quality wood, masonry and other materials for all buildings on Dongyue Island need to be transported from Heixia Island and further afield, and between Heixia Island and Dongyue Island lie thousands of miles of rapids and dangerous seas , it is difficult for ships to pass through.

There are not many other sects, except that there is no shortage of coolies who can carry wood and boulders, and can fly thousands of miles across the sea.

The euphemistic name is "experience and training", which is hard on the mind and will and strains the muscles and bones.

Zhang Xuan'an, who arrived at Dongyue Island full of joy at the beginning, has become a lot of two-legged beasts and humanoid coolies going back and forth between the two islands.

Chen Zhong, who used a carving knife to carve decorations and runes on a large trimmed piece of wood, laughed: "Boy, if you complain about the head of the mountain again, believe it or not, you will have to work as a coolie on Dongyue Island for another five years?"

Followed by the fourth batch of ** No.1 Ye Weiyin, unloaded a rough piece of wood from his shoulder, once handsome and handsome, dressed like Zhang Xuanan, wiped his face vigorously with a towel.

Every year, the Zongmen would send the young masters of the gradually weakening realm to come to take turns as coolies, but Zhang Xuan'an was the only one who did not move for five years.

The fourth batch of ** is happy to hear and see, who told that kid to be bad, he deserves it!

"He speaks ill of the head of the mountain behind his back every day. I write it down in a small notebook. When I go back to the mountain, I pass it to the law-in-charge deacon, Master Uncle Wei. I must punish this kid for being disrespectful..."

Zhang Xuanan jumped up and stretched out his hands to pinch Ye Weiyin's neck who had framed him face to face, and shouted: "Dead leaves, rotten leaves, if you dare to spout blood and talk nonsense, I will beat you with a sap at sea, you boy wait."

Ye Weiyin dodged ahead of time and flew away, showing a mouthful of white teeth and laughing: "Xuan'an, you have added another charge of murdering your fellow disciples, Master Chen can be a witness, you can wait for another five years as a coolie. "

One after another, bombs resisting boulders and wood fell to the ground, joining the crusade against Zhang Xuan'an.

Zhang Xuanan wiped his sweat and didn't care about the battle of the heroes, and the backyard became lively.

Gao Leng poked his head out from the kitchen in the yard and called: "Zhang Xuanan, come over and start a fire to cook. Today I caught a few rock head fish, boiled them in soup, steamed them and braised them in brown sauce. I'll leave them to you."

"Why are you oppressing me again?"

"It depends on how many you guys can hit, who else will you look for?"

"Yes, it's called hard work by those who can."

"No one has the ability to arouse public outrage just by opening your mouth. Resign yourself to your fate, kid, and cook quickly, don't talk about your mother-in-law."

Everyone agreed, so Zhang Xuanan, who was cursing, was pushed into the kitchen to be busy. The real reason was that no one here could cook as well as that foodie kid.

It is delicious in color, fragrance and taste. Anyway, everyone who has eaten it says it is good.

Who would dare to risk being scolded by everyone to cook and ask for trouble if he can justifiably be lazy and enjoy his own food?At most, it can be beaten.

On the top of the lonely mountain in the middle of the island, He Guangjun overlooked the bustling scene in the backyard of the Xianlingguan shop, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "A Taoist priest who can't cook is not a good swordsman." It was a joke made by an unscrupulous temple owner The joke, it should be on that black and thin boy.

He has long noticed that the little guy with a sharp mouth and sharp sword has a good talent, but he is a mess and can learn everything.

If he were his apprentice, his legs would be broken, but he would not intervene in Zhang Guanzhu's family's business.

There must be a reason for Zhang Guanzhu's arrangement.

He waited and waited to see what the little guy's future kendo achievements would be like.

There is no time in the secret realm, and more than ten years of retreat have passed.

Zhang Wenfeng stepped out of the cave again, the sun was shining all over his body, the breeze was blowing on his face, and there was a gleam of joy on his face that he was done.

You Mengchang got out from nowhere, looked up and down, and praised again and again: "Congratulations, Zhang Daoyou has opened up the meridians in only 13 years, and his body is self-contained. From now on, the speed of practicing and casting spells will be greatly improved. promote."

Has it been 13 years?time flies.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Thanks to Mr. You for helping me, otherwise it may not be completed in three to fifty years."

A few days ago, he penetrated the new meridians, and after more than a month of warming in the cave, he felt the difference, and the efficiency of circulating Yuan Qi was greatly improved.

I haven't tried the speed and power of cultivation and casting spells yet.

At that time, the slow speed of practicing Dharma was always a pain point that he didn't want to be known to outsiders. Seeing the donkey learn the thunder method as easily as if he lowered his head to drink water from a stream, he secretly envied him beyond recognition. can be said.

Unexpectedly, he opened up a new meridian and repaired the previous regrets.

It was really a pleasant surprise for him, and he will spend more time in the future, so as to understand the benefits of opening up new meridians.

You Meng said a few words humbly, smiled and stabbed the three big monsters who had offended him in the secret realm, and said: "Everything in the secret realm is fine, but some monsters rely on the old to sell the old, which is a hidden danger. Taoist Zhang has left the customs and should be dealt with. Do it, so as not to harm the disciples who enter the secret realm for training in the future."

It's not Meng Mei who has a grudge, he has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Chapter 703

Hearing the old man Mengmei blatantly sowing dissension, Zhang Wenfeng pointed his left hand in his sleeve and asked: "Can you tell me in detail how the three great demons in the secret territory rely on their old men to sell their old men, and how they will become Hidden danger?"

If you listen to both, it will be bright, and if you listen to one, it will be dark.

He had a good idea of ​​the temperament of this life-and-death partner, and he guessed that the old man Meng Mei had suffered from the three big monsters.

With Mo Ye's ability, he can "see" the general trend of things many years later, leaving three great monsters behind has deep meaning, and the theory of hidden dangers is pure nonsense.

You Mengchang smiled and recounted the experiences of the previous years, saying: "Actually, they are all trivial things. I just can't understand them knowing that I am your friend of Daoist Zhang, holding the token you gave, and they still want to Dogs look down on people, make things difficult for me everywhere, and even set up traps, playing tricks that bully the master, it’s best to expel such villains from the secret realm, it’s a trouble to keep them.”

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and seemed to be thinking, but did not speak.

The old man Mengmei's suggestion is very vicious with hidden evil intentions. The three big monsters have avoided the heavens for hundreds of thousands of years. As long as they step out of the secret realm, they will immediately welcome the thunder from the sky. Perhaps, except for the mayor of Jianshan, the other two cannot survive the disaster Thunder bombardment.

He is currently able to use the secret realm to do other things, but he has no ability to expel the three big monsters. Mo Ye didn't teach him the method, maybe because he doesn't want him to have a bad relationship with the three old monsters?

He will not expel the demon cultivator left behind by Mo Ye, at best he is just a temporary worker.

In the distance came the old man's voice of Fu Shan: "Congratulations to Zhang Daoyou for leaving the customs, Fu Shan is here to visit, please meet me."

Yu Mengchang looked at the west side in doubt, and whispered to himself: "Strange, how did he know?"

The restriction in this place is different from the outside, the three old demons couldn't get in, and Zhang Guanzhu was found out by the old demon not long after he left the customs. Could it be that there are little demon birds and spies arranged by the old demon nearby?

"Fellow Daoist Boshan, please wait a moment!"

Zhang Wenfeng used his skills to send out his voice to respond, and it was he who told the old man of Fushan by using secret land veins to send a message.

Some abilities belonged exclusively to him, the half master of the secret realm, and he easily concealed them from the old man Mengmei.

Greeting Mengchang Youmeng, who was looking around, walked to the west.

You Mengchang found that there were many little monsters in the ten-mile range, whether they were spies arranged by the old monsters. It was inconvenient for him to use the dream technique to check for a while, so he quickly followed Zhang Daoshi, hiding his figure, and wanted to see the three old monsters playing. What trick?

Walking out of the border stream of the forbidden area, Zhang Wenfeng greeted the tall old man who was several miles away, and exchanged a few simple greetings.