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The powerful "yong" character, especially the vertical line in the middle, is like a blade piercing the darkness.

Rong Shuzhi hugged his head and let out a strange scream of "ho ho", countless illusory memories and images flooded into his almost blank mind, the pain was unbearable, and his whole body was sweating profusely.

The servant girl who heard the movement turned pale with fright, and ran over from the side corridor, holding the young master who suddenly trembled for some reason as if he was insane, panicked and at a loss.

It was already noon when Master Rong heard the news of the young master's illness, and the good mood he had just negotiated a deal with was gone. Even if he is a dementia who doesn't understand anything, he is still his son, and he will be silly at him when he comes home. With a smirk, he hurried home and saw the fat son lying on the bed weak and drowsy, and hurriedly asked the woman who got up from the bed.

"What did the doctor say? What kind of emergency?"

"I invited He Langzhong from Rongchun Hall and Xu Langzhong from Huaiyi Hall. They asked Chunye about the situation at that time, and gave Zhi'er a pulse. They all said that Zhi'er was frightened and restless. Heart soup, let's take three doses first to see the effect of the medicine."

The charm of the woman is still there, she wears a thin layer of makeup, she can't hide the worry on her face, and she lowers her voice for fear of frightening the sick child.

Rong Baye showed anger on his face, and cursed in a low voice: "Chunye people, she can't even look down on the young master, let her be frightened, what's the use of her? It's better to sell it and find another clever maid... "

The fat young master who was lying quietly and pretending to be asleep suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand to cover his forehead and called out "Aiyou". It's Zhong Wenyong.

He scolded Bai Wuchang in his heart, that guy invited him to drink and had a good chat with him.

He promised to help Zhang Wenfeng arrange a better reincarnation home for Zhang Wenfeng's sake, but in the end he was made a fool for 13 years.

After scolding him, he also agrees in his heart. Only in this way can he not be affected by the memory of this world, and start like a blank. When he has the opportunity to meet Bai Wuchang in the future, he still has to say to Bai Wuchang, "Thank you!"

Ba Ye Rong hurriedly shut up, the woman stretched out her hand to touch the child's forehead, and asked, "Does the head still hurt?"

"Mom, I'm fine, I'm hungry."

"Ah..."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the master who was also stunned, with some disbelief and expectation, she carefully asked the fat son who was lying on the ground with clear eyes and no longer empty eyes: "Son, what did you call me just now?"

"My mother."

Hearing that the fat son could speak clearly, he didn't seem to be stupid any more. Ba Ye Rong's voice was trembling, and he leaned forward and asked, "What about me? Who is it?"

"You are my father."

Rong Shuzhi turned over slowly, and struggled to get up with the support of the woman. This body was too fat. After waking up, he had to lose this body fat and restore his elegant and unrestrained figure. He said in the mouth: "I accidentally bumped into the door frame earlier, and I had a terrible headache. I woke up after lying down and suddenly came back to my senses. I remembered who I am. In the past, I made my parents worry about it. It is because my child is not filial."

With his rich experience, when the time comes to show the doctor, he can also use words to hint at "opening up and refreshing".

Even if Confucianism Cultivators were invited to investigate, no flaws could be found. This body was originally his, and there was no situation of taking it away.

The rumor that the foolish son of Rong Ba Ye's family slammed his head against the door and became enlightened was confirmed by several famous old men, and soon spread in Hanmo Street, becoming a temporary legend.

What's even more strange is that fat boy named Rong Shuzhi, accompanied by the maid Chunye, went to Rong's private school to study with seven or eight-year-old children for enlightenment. , formally studied "Sound Rhythm" and "Primary School", and after a month, he could simply match the five characters and export them into rhymes, which made the teachers in the private school call him "a genius made in heaven" and "a unicorn from the Rong family".

Such an anecdote attracted the attention of the Zhoucheng Academy and sent Confucianism practitioners to test it out.

Rong Shuzhi deliberately acted in such a high-profile way, but he still restrained himself. He needed to take the path of cultivating his own cultural heritage with the literary spirit of the palace. The scientific examination was only incidental. It is unusual to be enlightened and grow roots of wisdom".

After a series of tests, comparisons, and investigations, Shuzhou City Academy formally accepted Rong Shuzhi as an apprentice.

For Ba Ye Rong, his own son's fame as a scholar would not be lost.

From a fool to a wizard, there is only one short month in between.

Burn incense in the ancestral hall, please protect your ancestors.

Moling secluded environment.

Half a year later, the stone wall portal leading to the cave was suddenly closed, Zhao Zhuer tried twice, and then told the donkey not to waste his efforts, saying: "The temple master has been tempered by the talisman array and the cold air, and he has achieved the 'return of the soul', and the heart is born." Sensing began to formally retreat and break the mirror, based on the accumulation of the temple master and the strength of the aura here, it will take about half a year to leave the customs."

The donkey is not worried about the master's broken mirror. The master has experienced many things, his mood is harmonious, his heart is firm, and he is fully prepared. The impact on the Jindan realm will come naturally. It is currently a little worried that it has not found an opportunity to break through.

Originally, according to its idea, its cultivation base has reached, and with so many natural materials and earthly treasures given to it by the temple master, why worry about its cultivation base not improving after swallowing it?

Later, after being instructed by the younger sister Zhu'er, and analyzed like a cocoon, it found that it could be done more safely, then it waited for an opportunity, "harmony with the heaven and earth, and harmony with the sun and the moon", there are many subtleties in it.

Speaking human words is to find the opportunity to "feel the weather and follow the heart", at that time, the breakthrough is basically guaranteed.

Literati do things differently.

"Junior Brother Lu, don't worry, just relax and hang out with Senior Sister. When the time is right, we will move on to the next step."

Zhao Zhu'er patted the donkey's back encouragingly, flew to sit on it, and yelled: "Drive!"

The donkey propped up its four hooves and soared into the air. When it needed help from others, it was very witty. It never called Zhu'er Junior Sister, and said, "Where is Zhu'er Senior Sister going to inspect today?"

"Go west and have a look."

While speaking, the donkey had already flown towards the high mountains to the west.

There is a group of demon wolves outside the border of a hundred miles. They are very cunning and have provoked them several times.

They abided by the instructions of the temple master and did not cross the threshold. Zhu'er set up a hidden formation trap in the west, just waiting for the group of cunning monster wolves to be fooled.

Chapter 569

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, a new courtyard on the site of Xianlingguan was decorated with lights and festoons, and the sounds of firecrackers and crowds were buzzing.

The groom, Wei Jingjie, was dressed in auspicious red attire, and the bride, Shang Qingyun, was wearing a red hijab. Under the auspices of the respected and respected officiant, Tu Kun, after paying homage to the Taoist ancestors, master ancestors, parents and masters, Lao Laizi, Shanzhang and Yue Daochang , After the salute, it was dusk, and the bridesmaids Yan Jing, Shui Qingru, Zhang Xuanyan, and Qian Jing sent the bride into the bridal chamber, and the wedding banquet officially began.

Shi Nanguan grabbed the bridegroom officer who was toasting, and shouted: "Brothers, after three days of marriage, there is no age. Today, the one who has been bullied by Boss Wei is revenge. Take the wine bowl, don't be cowardly, just pour it over." Bridegroom officer, make a fuss."

"Haha, I have disliked Boss Wei for many years. If I don't get the groom down, it's really hard to get rid of my hatred."

"Come one by one, drink one round and then the next round, old man, is there enough wine for today?"

"Just open your belly and drink! Don't be cowardly, groom."

In response, the first batch of old brothers swarmed up, and launched a brazen wine and water wheel battle against Wei Jingjie who had married away the popular little round-faced junior sister (senior sister).

Behind them is the third group of disciples who have been learning Taoism for three years and formally worshiped in Xianlingguan. There are more than 80 people. They belong to the younger generation No. 13 disciples.

Uncle Wei, the deacon in charge of the law, is stern and selfless, and they usually get reprimanded a lot.

Even in such a festive and noisy occasion, they dare not be too presumptuous, but taking the opportunity to toast is the right thing to do.

The people present were all Xianlingguan's own people, no relatives from the two families were invited, after finishing the banquet here, in a few days, they will go to their hometown to hold a large banquet to entertain relatives and friends, for this reason Wei Xingde has prepared many days in advance in the village.

Wei Jingjie advanced to the Free State last fall and became No. 1 among all the disciples, but his iron body couldn't stand up to this group of wolves and tigers, and he was not allowed to drink. !"

His brother Wei Jingcheng obeyed his parents' wishes to marry a wife and have children many years ago, so he couldn't help him with his mortal body.

Lezi, who was hiding in the corner, smiled wryly and had no choice but to step forward to rescue him.

Marrying a junior sister is such a particularly hated thing, you should drink to death.

The scene became more and more lively.

The old cripple drank the wedding wine and watched his foolish boy being given wrongful wine. He felt uncomfortable, and he didn't know when the good marriage that the head of the mountain said would come true?Hope to see it someday.

When the wine enters the heart of sorrow, it turns into a belly full of bitterness.

Zhao Zhu'er grew taller again. Before entering the blessed land, she bought a lot of clothes in Guzhou City. There was no shortage of food, salt, and seasonings, and she was fully prepared to stay for a few years.

To live a new life, any experience is fresh and somewhat familiar to her.

There are mountains and rivers within a hundred miles. After she practiced every day, she hunted and fished, collected fruits and wild vegetables, cooked medicine and food, and lived a leisurely life. It's just that there is no nagging donkey to bicker with her these days, which is a bit boring.

There is no time in the mountains, and there is reincarnation in cold and heat.

After entering the blessed land, it was autumn again. Donkey got something out of chatting with her. He thought about running non-stop instead of practicing, trying to find an opportunity to "feel the weather and follow the heart". Zhao Zhuer encouraged the donkey to follow his heart want to do it.

Many dark thoughts, seemingly absurd and uninhibited, may be a way to follow the way of heaven.

These days, donkeys ran steadily along a range of hundreds of miles. The mountains, rocks, forests, streams and ravines made an irregular path. They ran day and night without stopping, and there was no certainty when they would stop.

Zhao Zhuer held a self-made slender bamboo fishing rod in her hand, and the fishing line was hanging down in the deep pool below. She didn't pay attention to the dry bamboo knots floating on the water surface. At ease, then you can slow down, let Yuan Qi accumulate and accumulate, and spend time to improve the proficiency of several skills.

She has a comprehensive plan for how to go on the road of cultivation in the future, and the general direction.

People who have no long-term concerns must have short-term worries. Although Confucianism and Taoism are different, the path to practice is the same.

A figure suddenly appeared by the Qiqu stream thirty feet away, and the sound of stepping on dead branches startled Zhao Zhu'er who was in a daze. .”

She called the master, brother, or shopkeeper, all according to her mood, not sticking to one pattern.

With his left hand, Zhang Wenfeng held the string of nine-star flowing beads that were connected by themselves without silk threads, and slowly pinched. Within a few days, the body has been energyized, trying to communicate with the world and master the phantom of the Dharma.

""One step at a time", standing taller, the scenery you see is completely different from what you see below. "

Zhang Wenfeng nodded with a smile, walked to the rocky slope above the deep pool in the blink of an eye, and stood side by side with his junior sister. He made a noise on purpose and sighed in his mouth before, and had a common topic with Zhao Zhu'er who once stood at a very high place.

Zhao Zhu'er tilted his head to look at it, and said with a smile: "Brother, you haven't adjusted your appearance?"

She is not very interested in those high scenery, and the directions she cares about are not on the same line.

Zhang Wenfeng brushed the hair on his forehead with his right hand, full of confidence: "Is it necessary to adjust his appearance for brother? Leave a way for other fellow Taoists to survive."

The little girl laughed so hard that she had no image, she just liked the serious nonsense of her senior brother.

The float on the surface of the pool swayed up and down, and the ripples on the water surface spread out.

"Senior brother is a role model for me, but I can't learn it. When I advance to Jindan, I want to become beautiful, so as not to be teased by Lu Zijin, who has no eyesight, for being ugly."

"You also know that guy has no eyesight, he swaggers around with a rough face, "a horse doesn't know how long a face is, and a donkey doesn't know how thick its skin is", why bother to be as knowledgeable as it? "

Zhang Wenfeng glanced around and asked, "When did Lu Zijin start running? Are you going to advance to the fourth rank?"

"I don't dare to say that Lu Zijin, you can only watch the Lord."

Zhao Zhu'er smiled so that her face turned into a rose flower, delicate and lovely, and said: "It's been almost ten days. It's got something occasionally, and it's still a little short of a chance to advance to the fourth level. In fact, it can swallow those natural and earthly treasures right now. As soon as it hits the barrier, it wants to pursue perfection and beauty, so we may delay it for a year or a half."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded. In such a short period of time, he should take it as a solid cultivation base and practice more spells and swordsmanship.

After advancing to the Golden Core Realm as he wished, he suddenly felt relaxed without that sense of urgency.

"No hurry, let's wait for it."

"Let's see Lu Zijin's luck."

Zhao Zhu'er is not in a hurry to return to the Fairy Spirit Temple. In such a good place, she will be able to recover her self-cultivation in a year and a half. At that time, she will have the power to protect herself, and she will feel comfortable when going out.

The former master had his own arrogance in his heart, and he couldn't rely on the master and Lu Zijin for everything.

Zhang Wenfeng suddenly turned his head to look at the mountain stream forest several miles away to the west, where a tall old man walking slowly with his hands on his back, the two sides looked at each other from a distance, the old man's eyes were strange orange-yellow vertical children.

Zhao Zhu'er shuddered, her hair was terrified, the temple master stepped in front of her, and then came back to his senses, what a powerful old monster, quickly sent a voice to the temple master:

"Be careful, that old man has at least six levels of cultivation!"

Chapter 570

The mayor of Fushan! "

Zhang Wenfeng was secretly surprised. He had explored the secret land together with Xinyue and Luzi, and obtained the Fuyao fruit. When he returned with a full load, this old man showed up and chatted with him. He was a character more powerful than Nine Lives.

Let him know that apart from barbarians and natives, there are also crouching tigers, hidden dragons and masters in the secluded land of Moling.

Seeing the tall old man standing still outside the path where the donkey came out, and not moving forward about twenty or thirty feet away, he knew it well. Mo Ye's explanation in the jade slips was also a restraint for the masters in the secluded environment. With permission, they cannot enter this forbidden area at will.

Low-level monsters and beasts in the Netherworld are not restricted.

Of course being hunted and killed by Zhao Zhuer and the donkey is also considered self-inflicted.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't see any other masters showing up. He guessed that the old man chose to appear at this time to inquire about Mo Ye's news on behalf of other masters, and said to Zhao Zhu'er, "I'll go meet him for a while, don't worry, nothing will happen."

Zhao Zhu'er smiled and said, "I'll wait for you here."

She has seen countless big scenes in her previous life, experienced more dangers, and has her own judgment on things.

The temple master can win the favor of the owner of Moling Youjing and control the use of part of the blessed land. Of course, she is not worried about the safety of the temple master here. She did not expect such a powerful old demon to appear before, which shocked her.

Zhang Wenfeng walked out of the border of the stream, walked a few meters in front of the old man, and bowed his hands to meet the old man's scrutinizing eyes: "Junior Zhang Wenfeng, I have met the mayor of Fushan."

The old man returned a salute, and his eyeballs had already returned to normal. He said, "My name is Fushan, and I have lived in the secluded Moling for nearly 2000 years. This is the second time we met. The last time was the old man. I was wrong. I didn't expect it." You are the one she appointed to take over the blessed land, disrespect, disrespect!"

"Senior Fu Shan, you are polite."

Zhang Wenfeng did not deny that he could appear in the forbidden area of ​​Moling Youjing, which already explained the problem.

He has to wait until he has met Mo Ye before he can officially take over the blessed land. He no longer rejects the huge gift Mo Ye gave him and the responsibilities he has to bear.

The old man sighed a few words and said, "One thing, they asked me to ask, has she left this world?"

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head, "No, she went to a very far place. When she comes back next time, maybe it's time to leave. I don't know when she will come back."

The old man nodded slowly: "Understood."

I don't know what he understood. After a few words, the old man bowed his hands and left, turned around and walked west, when a voice came: "Before the tide of spiritual energy ebbs this time, we old fellows will leave Moling Youjing You are causing trouble."

Zhang Wenfeng handed him off, and when he saw Mo Ye in the future, he would tell the truth that whether those people left or stayed was not up to him.