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The old man stepped on the rubble and bricks in the withered grass, smiled and shook his head: "No, he has business to do, and since then, the mountain has become clean, so it's okay to go up and take a look!"

Chen Qingqiao went up to the top of the mountain, bowed and saluted: "Master, why are you here today?"

Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists and saluted, but said nothing.

He has heard the conversation between the two on the top of the mountain just now, but he wants to see how Qingshuiguan solves his own troubles?

The old man asked Chen Qingqiao to get up and said with a smile: "Master Wu, I wonder if you have time to listen to some old stories from the old man? The ghosts of Xihe Mountain are not a year or two, but hundreds of years. Daoist priests must be dispatched to suppress or kill ghosts, and Qingshui Guan has damaged many ancestors for this reason.”

The old man said a topic introduction, and then he fell silent.

Wu Ganping said with a smile: "All ears are listening. Right and wrong have their own justice, old cultivator, please tell me!"

The old man smiled apologetically at Zhang Wenfeng, stretched out his hands to greet Wu Qianping, and jumped off the slope more than ten feet high, his skills were still vigorous, and when he walked into the cave piled with graves, he wanted to talk alone depending on the situation.

Wu Ganping hesitated for a moment, then jumped down and walked into the cave.

It doesn't matter if Zhang Wenfeng can't hear the story. He has finished his work, handed in the spoils, and the aftermath will be handled by Master Wu and Lao Fu, so he is not so curious to participate.

There are two drunken heart fruits in his pocket, which are extra income. He couldn't have been kicked in the head by a donkey and handed them in.

God does not take, but bears the blame;

When it doesn't work, you will suffer!

Soon, Fu Gujing came out of the cave with some black dirt on her hands.

Chen Qingqiao no longer had the calmness and composure he had before. He seemed a little silent and a little impatient. He walked up and down the top of the mountain overgrown with weeds and thorns, thinking about something.

Fu Gujing and Zhang Wenfeng chatted about what they had learned about going out on inspections, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

Before the truth is known, the matter of the collusion between Qingshuiguan and the ghosts of Xihe Mountain cannot be concluded for the time being.

For the sake of privacy and security, Zhang Wenfeng and Wu and Fu reached an agreement in the major case of exterminating the ghosts and monsters in the Xihe Mountains, and took the initiative to conceal the credit for what he did alone.

For the file presented above, it will be a happy story that Wu Ganping personally directed, and Fu Gujing arranged and started, adding some details, being good at being a boss, seconding a sect master, etc., are all tacit things. , the top will not go into depth, the credit will be solid.

Zhang Wenfeng was rewarded with benefits, and Wu Ganping and Fu Gujing gained fame and benefits in their respective sects, and each got what they needed.

When Wu and Fu saw that Zhang Wenfeng refused to disclose the methods used to take away the ghosts, they didn't ask much. No matter how small a Taoist temple was, maybe 500 years ago, there were famous people there, and it's normal to leave some unique secret books.

The method of collecting ghosts is not pursued by various schools in the current environment of rising spiritual energy.

After about two quarters of an hour, Wu Ganping walked out of the cave with two oilcloth bags in his hands, filled with bulging bags.

Chen Qingqiao hurried forward to meet him, looked inside the cave, but did not see his master come out.

"Your master went down the mountain and went back ahead of time. He asked you to return to the Taoist temple and said that there are some things to explain to you."

Hearing what Master Wu said, Chen Qingqiao hurriedly clasped his fists, greeted a few people, and rushed down the mountain, looking a little impatient.

Wu Ganping watched Chen Qingqiao go down the mountain. He raised his bag and said, "Qingshui Temple and the most powerful ghost on the Xihe Mountain do have a connection. It is an old story in the era of the decline of spiritual energy. According to Wei Guangzong's words, from Check on the side.

There are also two black zombies here, which were made by ghosts. Wei Guangzong explained that he hoped that the sins of Qingshuiguan would be alleviated.

He said that he would show his sincerity and give an explanation to the two dead outsiders, saying that there had never been a murder before, and at most only little ghosts were making trouble. He originally wanted to wait for yesterday to pass, and then report the details to the Daolu Branch, but he did not want the sun to come out today. Going up the mountain to check, the old ghost has been exterminated by us, hehe, it's hard to say how true or false his words are.

This ghost mountain has been formed for a long time. It was used by ghosts and turned into a gathering place, so that the old ghost could sleep for a long time. Evolved into an intoxicating flower spirit plant, which blooms and bears fruit every three years.

Chen Qingqiao's ability to break through and advance was the result of his master's trade with ghosts and the result of taking an intoxicated fruit.

Therefore, there is a secret that has lasted for more than 400 years, and both parties are tolerant enough to seek a breakthrough in immortality by any means.Brother Zhang, you go into the mountain and use means to take away the ghosts of the ghost mountain, and wait until you get rid of the old ghost's greatest reliance.

Wei Guangzong is still asking me, who has the ability to take away so many ghosts on the mountain?Haha, he wouldn't even know if he wanted to break his head.

Brother Zhang's biggest credit this time is the hillside under our feet, where the fruit of ecstasy can be produced every three years. By the way, Brother Zhang, can you find out how many plants there are on the hillside? "

Wu Ganping is in a good mood, three black zombies and two monsters can be handed in.

However, in this treasure land, the sect where he is located, and the Xuanyun Temple where Fu Gujing is located, must share a piece of the pie. In the future, several forces will take turns to send monks to the Xihe Mountains, and it is impossible for individuals to get involved. Drunk fruit.

Previously communicated with Xie Zhiquan and learned that it was Xie Laocai who heard about the strange incidents of ghosts hitting the walls one after another in Xiheshan, and the flying pigeon reported it. The drunken fruit is about to ripen.

As Xie Zhiquan, the foreign affairs acquisition of Jiuhe Palace, why is he not ecstatic?

He thought he had found the treasure, and wanted to take it all for himself, so that the Daolu Branch would not know the profit, and finally made a mess, and almost lost his life on the mountain, suffering a big loss and being silent.

Fu Gujing glanced at the hillside. After the fascination flower withered last night, the stems and leaves withered and shrank to the ground under the sun, and the fascination flower spirit plant that lost its aura could no longer be distinguished.

For this kind of exotic flower, he lacks the same knowledge as the owner of the house.

After listening to Xie Zhiquan and Fangcai's explanation, did they realize what good things they seemed to have missed?

Zhang Wenfeng patted the torn robe on his body and said with a smile: "Last night was a fluke, I went up the mountain with a sense of spirit, did not expect such a thrilling scene?

After using the means to free the ghosts to the Nether Realm, they held a deadlock with the old ghost hiding on the top of the mountain and the monsters who were eyeing at the bottom of the mountain. No one dared to move first. I found five intoxicated flower spirit plants. The monster competition is fierce, so I picked up a ready-made cheap one. "

He didn't say much about the whereabouts of the drunken fruit.

The belly of the water monkey was opened by the sharp claws, and there are fruit residues left, which cannot be faked.

The demon badger was in the cave of Tujiling, and there were also bloodstains mixed on the ground.

What happened to his efforts to get a fruit or two?

"It's very good to have five intoxicated flower spirit plants. Brother Zhang, rest assured, your credit will not be less than yours."

"Thank you very much!"

"It's us who should thank you, haha, we are both happy and happy! Come on, let's go to Tujiling and see."

Chapter 81

When he returned to the Xianling Temple, the sun was not high, Yue Anyan was using a wooden rake to gather the yellow and bright bean sprouts, with a graceful figure, stepping on the long shadow, tilted his head to look at the spectator who was calm and leisurely going up the mountain, with a calm smile on his face .

The cold temperament on her body is neutralized in the warm colors of the setting sun in autumn.

"Ah uh... uh uh..."

The donkey jumped up in front of the spectator with a small pig on his back, grinned and raised his head, and showed his loud voice when he had nothing to do.

It was announced that Lu Zijin had come back, and the little guy was so frightened that he fell into his pocket and almost urinated.

"Let's just say that this morning the magpies on the branches are making a fuss. It's a happy event. Brother Feng did a good job, and he'll be back so soon, okay, otherwise it's strangely deserted on the mountain, and I haven't heard the donkey bark for a day, and I feel bad. I can't sleep well."

The old cripple jumped out of the kitchen door, wiped the apron with wet hands, and smiled.

There is a magpie nest in the woods to the east of the Taoist temple, making trouble every day on the branches.

Whenever there is a happy event, the old cripple will talk about it with magpies.

"Yo, donkey also brought appetizers, which is too small, not enough to chew on a plate."

The donkey rubbed in front of him, and the old lame patted the door on the top of the donkey. Seeing the young badger poking his head in the cloth bag, he smiled and stretched out his hand to carry it, but the donkey turned his head away, preventing him from touching it.

"Uncle lame, that's the godson picked up by the donkey and can't be eaten."

Zhang Wenfeng took out the wine jar and the cooked food lotus leaf bag from the other pockets on the donkey's back, and handed them to the old lame man.

The old cripple took it with a smile, gave the donkey a slap on the butt, felt solid in his hand, and was in a very good mood, scolding "Donkey Day", and went into the kitchen, "I'll hurry up and cook, and let's have a drink together in the evening."

I don't know if I was talking to Donkey or Brother Feng.

Zhang Wenfeng took out two more oil-paper bags, took a few steps and handed them to Yue Anyan, saying, "The preserved fruit from the Dock Kang's shop from the county town looks delicious, so I brought some for you."

Yue Anyan took it, the red mark of "Assorted Preserved Fruit" was stamped on the side of the paper bag, and he smiled: "The watcher has a heart."

Glancing at the sky, he said, "Second Senior Brother will be back soon. The Lord has a hard journey, go wash first, and I will return the two books to you when I am done."

Zhang Wenfeng asked in a low voice, "Is there any vibrations on the mountain these two days?"

The bag, hat, saddle, etc., were removed from the donkey's back, and a cloth bag for the young badger was left to tie.

He bought a few catties of cotton fruit at the dock, which the young badger likes to eat as food for the little guy.

Yue Anyan shook his head slightly and said, "No. My second senior brother and I searched up and down the mountain several times. We went through the rabbit hole and found nothing unusual. You went to Tujiling and found the reason for the abnormal noise there. ?"

Zhang Wenfeng pointed to the young badger crawling on the cloth bag outcropping, and said, "It's the movement made by a demon badger that gave birth to cubs. In the evening, when drinking tea, I will tell you about it." Then he asked, "What's under the mountain? When can we go back to work?"

"Second Senior Brother went to Zhangjiazhuang in the morning and came back at noon, saying that they had paid [-]% of their wages. Those people promised to return to work tomorrow. They are busy with farm work at home these two days. I get it, I'm a little angry and scold those people for taking money."

"It's nothing to be angry about. It's been sunny for a long time. I'm worried that the weather will delay the time. It's good to finish it ahead of schedule."

Zhang Wenfeng was calm.

Up and down the mountain is the same world, but not in the same world.

Before he went out, he handed over 50 taels of silver notes to the two of them. If there was anything for them to host, the second senior brother could think of extra money to finish the work ahead of schedule. He was very relieved. .

He carried his things to the hut, and the donkey went down the mountain smoothly with the little boy on his back.

After dinner, the three sat around in the West Hall to boil water and make tea and chat.

Under the oil lamp, the light is warm yellow, and the tea is fragrant.

Yue Anyan found that the atmosphere of the Taoist temple was completely different when the spectator was present or not.

Last night, she and the second senior brother sat silently at each other, and the tea they drank felt bland.

Zhang Wenfeng briefly talked about this mission, omitting some irrelevant matters, and he did not talk about the fruit of ecstasy.

The second senior brother briefly talked about his work in Zhangjiazhuang, then he went to two villages in the past two days, and how many seedlings were recruited, and finally asked for instructions: "I met a ten-year-old child in the test today, and it turned out to be a rare ice walk. I don't know if we Do you accept Taoist temples?"

He remembered that Master once said that there is no special cultivation method for the three elements of wind, thunder and ice in Taoist temples.

I don't know if there is a suitable practice method in the secret room?

He didn't talk to the watcher about the gossip of some women he heard from Zhangjiazhuang. He didn't take care of the dozen or so apprentices in Zhuangzi. It was all unpleasant words such as why the Zhang family turned their elbows out.

He has big ambitions in his heart, and he doesn't care about those lay people.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at Senior Sister and said with a smile: "Even if we accept it, even if our Taoist Temple does not have the corresponding exercises, I can go to Daolu Branch to copy it, and Senior Sister will give guidance to practice at that time. Feng and Lei qualifications can be accepted."

"Success, I understand, I'll run again tomorrow."

After the business was finished, he talked about planting in the fields. When the time came, the three of them went to the main hall to worship incense and have evening classes.

After the evening class, Zhang Wenfeng carried the dried ecstasy petals in a small cloth bag, and came to the pharmacy in the east hall, lighted silver bone charcoal in the copper furnace, and slowly roasted the ecstatic petals with a slight fire.

This thing can only be baked at night, and it took more than an hour to get a handful of dried silk like tea leaves.

The fishy smell is gone, the smell is fragrant, and it is stored in a medicine cabinet in a porcelain bottle with a label.

On the morning of the [-]th, Senior Brother No. [-] went out for a run. After returning, he stopped going out. In the afternoon, he did not go to other villages to test the apprentices.

The next morning, the second senior went to class as usual. For the first time, he took medicine to break through the situation and ended in failure.

The look was slightly haggard and lost, and it was well concealed.

Zhang Wenfeng and Yue Anyan comforted him for a while. They knew that the second senior brother was too old, and it was still unknown whether he could cross the threshold in front of him. They all hoped that the second senior brother could become a fellow.

Never give up, go together through wind and rain.

The day on the mountain went on as usual, the donkey carried its godson around, and since there was a young badger to play, except for meals and morning and evening classes, it was difficult to see a shadow.

Zhang Wenfeng relaxed and rested for two days. He used copper coins to predict the auspicious time. He started the fire at [-]:[-] on the [-]th, hung the mirror in the southeast, and began to refine the second furnace of Qingqi Powder. He must take advantage of the fresh feeling to step up the accumulation of refining medicine experience.

There was a senior sister who helped set the fire and watch the night, and everything went smoothly.

Days and nights passed, and the medicinal fragrance of the medicine refining cave filled the air. Zhang Wenfeng silently estimated the time, removed the remaining charcoal from the stove, put the semi-circular copper buttons on the palms of his palms, and slowly urged the Yuan Qi to be turned into the energy of the medicine stove for the final refining and baking.

He was calm and had no distractions in his heart, and he quickly used his spiritual sense to "see" the hot and steamy scene inside through the stove.

The aerosol swirled and swirled, and the dust merged with each other.

All kinds of subtle changes are in front of you, showing a regular swirl from left to right.

The Yuan Qi in his body was rapidly consumed, and when he realized that he could not continue, the mist in the furnace suddenly lost control, and the vortex spread out and rolled around.

He could no longer see the scene inside, and there was a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing the irregular tremors and humming in the furnace, he knew that the furnace medicine had been used up.

It fell short, and it was almost done.

Let go of the hands that were attached to the brass buttons, and circled around the slow-smoothing stove.

The last time he was able to succeed was actually due to entering the magical realm and being able to control the use of every trace of Yuan Qi in his body. The divine consciousness that helped him open up in that realm would be of great benefit to him in refining medicine in the future.

Yuan Qi is not enough to support, next time I will refine the medicine, and at a critical time, I will take a Qingqi powder in advance.

This time, it's all about gaining experience.

Chapter 82 Returning the Peach, the Accumulation