Taoist chanting

Tu Kun joked and said via voice transmission: "Boss, if you come to our Cold Spirit Palace, we won't despise you."

Daoist Xuanmu looked at the two of them with strange eyes, hesitated a little, and sent a voice transmission to the two of them: "If you can't get along in the Cold Spirit Palace, hurry up to the Lingbao Temple in the Zhaoyao Mountain area, and I can guarantee you to join. "

Tu Kun saw that Xuan Mu's expression was not joking, he couldn't figure it out, so he asked via sound transmission: "Boss, what do you mean, just say something straight, let it go if you have fart pain, and hide half of what you said, or are you a brother?"

Daoist Xuanmu raised his hand and gave Tu Kun a head, hooked Tu Kun's shoulders, sighed secretly, and told the truth through voice transmission: "The ninth-level earth fairy who backs you behind, she is at most 50 years old in the upper world. After [-] years, when she ascends to the Immortal Realm, what will you do? Just rely on the two remaining seventh-level demon cultivators?

Do you know that... She almost demolished Youxian Temple, the third of the twelve major sects in the Liupo Mountain area. The three eighth-level ancestors and more than a dozen seventh-level monks in Youxian Temple were single-handedly demolished by her. The fight was so messy that the Patriarch Hall was almost smashed.

Anyway, your Cold Spirit Palace is in the entire Nine Realms of the Upper Realm, and everyone will praise you when you mention it, "You are famous."

How do you feel, two little brothers? "

Tu Kun tried his best to break free from Xuanmu's tightly bound arm, and he and the temple master were both sweating like waterfalls.Zhang Wenfeng understood why Mo Yenu broke into the Immortal Palace, it was too fierce, she deserved to be a woman who dared to fight Lord Yan and turn the Underworld upside down, her temper remained unchanged.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Wenfeng's expression returned to normal, and he cupped his hands and said via voice transmission: "Thank you, Daoist Xuanmu, for reminding me, I really can't get along at that time, I will take my brothers to the Zhaoyao Mountain area, now, let's take a step at a time .”

He didn't say that he would seek refuge with Daoist Xuanmu, he also knew the even more powerful True Monarch Merlin.

Su Liang and a few others used a kind of hollow-out magic weapon to conduct the assessment. After a short time, 20 people including Zhou Fushi were tested, and seven people were unqualified. Among them were Su Qin, who had served Guanzhu Zhang, and Chen Zhong's friend Ge Xiaoxing.

Zhou Fushi, Wan Boqi and Su Xianyuan were in a dilemma.

Daoist Xuanmu watched with a half-smile on his face.

Zhang Wenfeng gave Tu Kun a wink, and Tu Kun walked over knowingly, and said a few words to Zhou Fushi and the three of them via voice transmission. The three of them thanked each other gratefully. Cold Spirit Palace.

After talking for a while, they handed over their hands and said goodbye, agreeing to wait until they settled down, and then went to the Zhaoyao Mountains to pay a visit. Zhang Wenfeng and his party had seven more disciples who had been eliminated by Lingbao Temple, and returned to join the crowd. Without further delay, they set off for the Fly outside the platform.

The yellow-faced old man was surrounded by Xiao Ni'er, Xin Xing and Lu Chan'er with expressions of admiration, and he was eloquent, telling anecdotes and anecdotes about the Nine Realms of the Upper Realm, which caused the three little guys to exclaim that they had never seen the world before. Lu Zijin also leaned forward without realizing it.

The yellow-faced old man was more interested in talking and hurried on his way without delaying the flight.

Bone Crow was relatively silent, floating beside the temple master with half-closed eyes.

Flying over countless rivers and mountains all the way, after flying for a long time, night fell, and three white moons of different shades appeared on the horizon, hanging in the sky everywhere.

The three little guys yelled again, everything in the upper world was very new to them.It was already late at night when we arrived at the Cold Spirit Palace.

The yellow-faced old man swiped his hand and said proudly: "The surrounding five hundred miles are under the jurisdiction of our Hanling Palace, including more than 60 villages, eight towns, and one city. The land is not small." He added: "Just wait for the suzerain Show off your skills and make the Cold Spirit Palace great."

Both he and the bone crow are not good at handling trivial matters, and they can't bear that trouble.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and bowed his hands politely. When he saw Mo Ye, he had to talk about some important matters first.

Carry forward or something, we will talk later when we are free.

Chapter 951 Waiting For You (End)

Compared with the famous and famous Hanling Palace, the five-hundred-mile site is actually not that big. Needless to say, the middle hundred miles is a majestic palace with clusters of pavilions and pavilions, and even a few decent courtyards are missing. moonlight.

Don't even think about the big formation to protect the mountain, in the shameless words of the yellow-faced old man. "You don't need that stuff, who has the guts to come and spy on the presumptuousness?"

Even when they came, they couldn't get any oil or water, so they caught them and beat them to death.

Falling to the halfway up the highest unnamed mountain, the yellow-faced old man looked at the belated fourth-order No. I was also a little bit uneasy, and waved my hand to let the things that are not on the table go down, so as not to be an eyesore on the mountain.

"Sovereign, it's not that Sleepy Crow and I don't do our best. The ancestors have ordered us to keep the territory and keep it as it is. When you come, the suzerain, we will make our own arrangements. We can do whatever we want."

With the situation in the Cold Spirit Palace, unless he is blind, who would dare to come to seek refuge with a high-ranking monk?All sects, big and small, are waiting to watch the show, how high they jump now, how miserable they will be cleaned up in the future.

The yellow-faced old man and the bone crow are not stupid, how dare they waste all their wealth on the mountain guard formation and palace towers?

When the ancestors ascended to the fairy world, they must have wandered as far as possible.

Now that there is an extra group of suzerains and others, it is much more difficult, and as much as they can bring, so that the green hills will be left without worrying about no firewood, so that they will not be foolish and wait for death head-on, which is not worth it.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded with a smile, discussed a few words with the head of the mountain through sound transmission, looked around, and arranged: "Tonight, the guardians of the laborious soil, the guardian You and Xuan'an are on duty within a hundred miles of this area. By the way, touch the roots of the mountain. situation, prepare for the formation.”

Tu Kun, You Mengchang, and Zhang Xuanan took the command, and the three flew out.

"The rest of the general will rest for the night tonight. When it is dawn, Zhu'er, you lead Lu Huan, Jing Jie and others to explore the vicinity for fifty miles, and first build some courtyards and caves that can live in. Shanzhang and Lao Rong led the people in Investigate in the vicinity of thirty miles, and prepare to build the Zongmen hall, Taoist temple, mountain gate, pavilions, etc. Lao Fan, you can choose three or two people to assist, or do the old business of welcoming and sending. How Zhuang Yu does it is up to you to decide , everyone else is performing their duties, if there is anything unclear, just ask the head of the mountain.”

In a few words, Zhang Guanzhu has roughly assigned the matter.

The crowd complied.

Little Ni'er shouted: "Master Suzerain, what about me? What do I do? And Lu Chan'er and the others, Little Xing Xing has nothing to do."

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the little girl who offered to do things and didn't want to be idle, gave an encouraging smile, and said, "You, Kame Fudo and Chi Qinghe God explore the rivers and rivers on the Zongmen's territory, and Shuilan is responsible for arranging the direction of water transportation and other matters. Green Xiner, the four of you are temporarily moving within ten miles of this area, don't run too far, when the Zongmen Lingzhi, the planning of the medicine garden and all the flower seas will be handed over to you, it will be enough for you, Xinyue, Xinxing, you guys Gather the existing demons of the sect and arrange things for them to do."

Little Ni'er got something to do and calmed down contentedly.

Zhang Wenfeng then said to Old Man Yueshan, Tao Niangzi, and Manggong: "You three choose the hilltops to build your caves in the three directions of the sect. For the first 100 years, you will focus on breakthroughs in cultivation."

Old Man Shan, Tao Niangzi and Manggong smiled and accepted the order, and this arrangement won their hearts.

Zhang Wenfeng finally looked at the yellow-faced old man and the bone crow, and said with a smile: "You two are the first elder and the second elder. There is usually one person in the sect, so small things will not bother you two."

The yellow-faced old man saw that the new suzerain was acting resolutely, he laughed and said: "I am the great elder, Sleepy Crow, you don't like to run around, so just wait for the sect to sit in charge, and I will go to other areas to find out the whereabouts of the Xiahan lunatic, She got it back."

It is also to find a way out in advance.

Bone Crow half-closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

After arranging things properly, Zhang Wenfeng greeted Yun Qiuhe, and he, Bone Crow, and the yellow-faced old man walked towards the back mountain.

Two of the three moons in the night sky have receded, and the remaining full moon is just in the sky, shining brightly, bright and peaceful.

The cliffs at the back of the mountain were like cuts, and there was a vast white mist in front of it. Five miles away, a Qingdai peak appeared, and a woman in a black dress appeared, smiling and waving towards this side.

The bone crow and the yellow-faced old man hurriedly cupped their hands and bowed in salute. They hadn't seen their ancestor's face for a long time.

Zhang Wenfeng walked forward in the fog, walked up to the peak in the sea of ​​fog, walked into the long viewing pavilion built with huge stones, bowed his hands to salute, and said with a smile: "It's been more than two hundred years, I didn't expect you to bother to arrange it. Such a good home allows me to settle everyone down, thank you, thank you!"

Mo Ye glanced at it and said with a smile, "Duplicity, you are clearly complaining in your heart about the trouble I caused."

"Hearing you say that, I feel relieved."

Zhang Wenfeng imitated Mo Ye and leaned on the stone railing, overlooking the turbulent clouds and mist below, he relaxed all over, and said: "You beat Youxiandian hard, other than venting my anger, there must be your deep meaning, just I don't have enough information right now, so I can't figure it out for a while, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"

"I saw that you arranged all the big and small things in an orderly manner, so I guessed that you didn't panic in your heart, unlike the two idiots Tu Qian and Bone Crow, who only thought about how to slip away after I ascended to the fairy world. That's good. You still have the courage to do things as if you were in the lower realm.”

Mo Ye did not avoid the two old demons waiting on the opposite cliff when he spoke.

Falling into the ears of the two demons, the bone crow blushed and bowed to plead guilty and did not dare to get up, the yellow-faced old man smiled and pleaded guilty.

They dare not do anything, isn't it just to get out easily?

How often have they seen the old ancestor laughing like this? They admired the young sect who had ascended from the lower realm. Looking at the tone of the ancestor's speech, it was relaxed, neither humble nor overbearing. They almost suspected that the new master was stealing from the lower realm. Knowing the real gentian, do you not understand humbleness or boldness?

"Mo Ye, how long can you stay in the upper world? Is it 100 years?"

Zhang Wenfeng inquired about it, and after asking clearly, he had a good idea, which was convenient for him to do things later.When the bone crow and the yellow-faced old man heard the new suzerain call the ancestor's name directly, they were so shocked that they almost fell off the cliff.

Mo Ye glanced at the two old demons who were making a fuss, and said, "I can't wait for that long. I can feel the repulsion of heaven and earth is getting stronger now, and I can fly to the fairy world at any time. I can hardly wait another 30 years."

"30 years, a bit hasty."

Zhang Wenfeng told the truth, 30 years was only enough for him to build the sect into shape, he was familiar with the major forces in the Liupo Mountain area, and he couldn't do much, so he wouldn't be in a hurry to get angry. Mo Ye, with a narrow expression, asked with a smile, "Senior Sister Bao Yao from Han Palace has advanced to the eighth rank?"

He had already guessed that someone from the Han Palace in the Nether Realm had advanced to the eighth rank, but he only knew Senior Sister Bao Yao, Jiu Ming and Wei Yan. He had heard from Jiu Ming that there were still a few powerful characters in the Han Palace.Ghost cultivation and spiritual cultivation in the realm of the underworld can only come out and practice in the upper realms only after reaching the eighth level.

Mo Ye smiled and said: "Bo Yao is still far behind, it's Lengmian. Before I ascended to the upper realm, I sent my shadow clone to the Nether Realm. Leng Mian just retreated and successfully advanced to the eighth level 50 years ago. I let him spend more time in the Nether Realm." Wait for a few days to stabilize your cultivation.”

Zhang Wenfeng was completely relieved.

I heard that Lengmian is a spiritual cultivation of sword spirit, with tyrannical combat power and great killing power.

With the support of an eighth-level spiritual cultivator, even if the Hanling Palace lacks foundation and overall strength, he is not afraid of the troubles of the Youxian Temple. With thousands of years of development, he is confident that the Hanling Palace will become a real first-class sect .

The bone crow and the yellow-faced old man were very excited when they heard the ancestor thoroughly.

They knew about the existence of the Han Palace, they had heard of it long ago, but they did not expect that the Han Palace had an extremely talented master who had advanced to the eighth rank.

That's a shame, just roll up your sleeves and do it.

Mo Ye looked up at the sky, and said with a smile, "Above the nine heavens, I'll wait for you."

She has already figured out a truth, even if she ascends to the fairy world, she still needs help, and being alone is just a luxury in the end, and the young Taoist priest in front of her is the most suitable candidate she has chosen.

Zhang Wenfeng also looked up at the sky, smiled warmly, and agreed.

"OK!"

(End of the book, sprinkle flowers! Most of the pits that should be filled in the lower realm have been filled, thank you for your company all the way, old Yan hand over)

A little speech after the end

So far, there are 33 chapters in the last chapter, most of which are "blaming" Lao Yan for not teaching martial arts, and a fellow Taoist actually slandered Lao Yan for winning the lottery prize.

"Nothing, no winning 500 million!"

Lao Yan retorted vigorously.

Like those guys whose grades are bubbling, they often say "very sad" and "want to write another 500 million words" hypocritically after finishing the book, Lao Yan also wants to pretend like that, but (strength/grade) does not allow, the lower bound It can be over after writing.

To all the friends who love and want to send blades, clap your hands and say:

"It's almost enough, I'm sorry!"

In fact, I also blame Lao Yan for slowing down his code words. Before writing, he has to think twice about a suitable starting point for the beginning of the article. A fast one-day explosion of [-] words is more than such a small achievement?

Many fellow Taoists started to keep books after chasing after them impatiently. There are so many coquettish and sluts out there, and they are dazzled. How can they remember the old Yan who hates him for indisputable.

Everyone can understand that Lao Yan was originally a "Taoist" writer, and he did not fight or rob.

There is a book that is about to be a high-quality book, and the grades have doubled compared with the previous one. Lao Yan is very satisfied: "Thank you all the support and encouragement for all fellow Taoists!"

Writing a book is also a kind of practice, especially a long novel, it is too difficult.

For more than a year, except for the period of "Yang Guo", I hardly slept before one o'clock in the morning. Sometimes Kawen was so stuck that even if I lay down, I still had plots in my mind to fight and make monsters.

So I want to take a good rest, take care of the rest, take medicine, after all, time is not forgiving.

It takes two months to prepare for the next book, plan a direction carefully, make a more complete outline and outline, and strive to write smoothly and achieve good results, and write more than 300 million words.

that's all.

Thank you again for your love, tolerance, understanding and paizan!

The world is far away, see you next time.