Good news, the elder is gone

Zhuduanzhai is located on Wuzhou Mountain surrounded by the Qilan River. Although there are many monks and spirit beasts in this world, there are some that should exist and some that should not, but no one has really seen dragons and phoenixes so far.

Although no one has seen it, it does not prevent them from imagining it.

Everyone said that the reason Wuzhou Mountain was called this name was because there were phoenixes inhabiting Wuzhou Mountain, which was full of sycamores.

Xue Wangliu sat on Ding Hong and looked at the top of Wuzhou Mountain, and sighed: "Ding Hong, look at other people's phoenixes, they are different. The top of the birds, the place where they rest will become a famous mountain. Birds and birds are different. The gap is too big."

Ding Hong yelled, too lazy to answer his nonsense, still feeling sorry for the disappearing hair on her neck, with a bare neck as if not wearing a scarf, a little cold.

Nian Shu sat behind and said slowly: "It is said that a golden-feathered crane meets once in a thousand years, and it takes another 1000 years to be covered with golden feathers. Ding Hong and Phoenix are as precious. What's more, in the heart of Master, even a hundred phoenixes To change Ding Hong, the master should not change."

Hearing what Nianshu said, Ding Hong felt a little more at ease. After all, she knew that Xue Wangliu loved her deeply, but she was just too embarrassed to say it.

The old buddy who has been with you for 700 years knows everything, so there is no need to say more.

But Xue Wangliu hesitated because of the hundred phoenixes, he thought for a while and said: "Ten, one hundred is too much, if it is ten, I will definitely not change it."

Ding Hong: ...

The desire to dive down filled Ding Hong's heart, she was thinking in her little bird head, would it be a relief or a torture to go to hell with Xue Wangliu?

Xue Wangliu even began to wonder: "One hundred phoenixes, my God, if I engage in the business of renting out phoenixes, will the spirit stones I earn be enough for me to use for 1 years?"

Ding Hong let out a long cry, and asked Xue Wangliu: But you lost me, are you happy?

"Brother, you can still fly back when people are not prepared. It means that I have nothing to do with white wolves and a net profit of a hundred phoenixes." Xue Wangliu stroked the hair on his back and smiled warmly.

Nianshu coughed and said softly, "Perhaps Phoenix also thinks so."

Xue Wangliu: ...

Ding Hong sneered, and swooped down, not to vent her anger, but because the station was about to arrive.

There are many people who come to Zhuduanzhai to buy magic tools. Wuzhou Mountain, where Fenghuang lived, has always been very lively, especially there is a Qilan River next to it. The water quality is clear and there are many kinds of spiritual fish. It has always been a holy place for fishing.

Ding Hong found a hidden place to land, and Xue Wangliu was dressed in a black cassock and put on a black hat. At first glance, it made people feel that this guy had been killing fish in RT-Mart for ten years, and he was ruthless.

And Nianshu put on his own wig and turned into a hairy person, and also glued on a beard to make him look like an adult.

After the two changed their clothes, Ding Hong flew onto Nianshu's shoulder for the first time, and got into his collar to rest.Xue Wangliu looked at it and smiled, gently pulled Nianshu's sleeve and said: "When you enter the door later, you should pay attention and pretend to be visible."

Nianshu nodded in agreement, and Xue Wangliu led him out of the woods to the road.

There were cars coming and going on the road, and people passing by on spirit beasts. Xue Wangliu was in a hurry and couldn't be as leisurely as them. He took Nianshu three steps in parallel, walking and jacking, and finally stood at the gate of Zhuduanzhai. the door.

Zhuduzhai has finished products and high-end customization. The finished products are mass factory products. Occasionally, there are some high-end customizations that have been ordered. Anyway, they are all placed on the shelf. You can choose what you want. Vendors make no difference.

But advanced customization is different. The price of casting and blackening masters divided into several grades will only be high or low.Xue Wangliu saw the crowds of people in front of Zhu Duanzhai's shopping guide disciples, and his desire not to queue was particularly strong.

He looked around and found that none of the monks present at the casting forging house could fight, so he immediately dragged Nian Shu into the backyard while they were unaware, and went straight to the small courtyard of the master of the house, Xue Feng.

"Master, you have a good relationship with this Master Xue Fengzhai?" Nian Shu felt that Xue Wangliu was leading him through the yard with ease, and he seemed to come here often.

Xue Wangliu snorted: "It's not bad, I saved his life, sometimes some good materials are thrown to him for magic weapons, and the leftovers are given to him by the way."

Not only leftover materials, but also some good materials that I don't need are sent to Zhuduanzhai, which can be regarded as a human relationship, and sometimes I can ask him to do things.

The two stopped at the gate of a garden, and the sound of a child reading could be heard from inside. Xue Wangliu stopped for a while, deliberately kicking a stone with his foot, and the sound of reading inside stopped suddenly.

After a while, there was the sound of children playing and running away, and the door facing the entrance of the courtyard was opened, and the stomach came out before the people came out.

Xue Juliu frowned, thinking that Xue Feng's tonnage has gone up again.

A fat man in brocade clothes came out of the room. His face was rosy like a peach, and he had a mustache, just like the God of Wealth in the New Year paintings.

His expression was a little impatient, and when he saw Xue Wangliu and Nianshu standing at the door, the corners of his mouth were pulled down eight degrees, and he waved at them and said: "If you want to buy a magic weapon, it's not here, you go to the front hall, there is no way here. device!"

Xue Wangliu raised his voice and said: "We want to customize the magic weapon. Knowing the rules of Zhuduzhai, we specially brought you a good product."

Xue Feng paused, twirled his beard and said, "What good stuff? Everyone who comes to my place says it's good stuff. But when I saw it, it was all rubbish."

"Whether it's rubbish, don't you know at a glance?" Xue Wangliu took Nianshu forward, walked up to Xue Feng and said softly: "Master Xue Zhai, why don't we go in and have a chat?"

Xue Feng blew his beard and stared, looking at his black bamboo hat with disdain on his face: "What are you talking about in here, show me it first, don't waste my time."

Nianshu frowned, and before he had time to speak, Xue Wangliu laughed, took out the picture of a beautiful woman he had drawn from the storage bag, pulled off the tie on it with his own hands, and unfolded the picture scroll to reveal the picture of the master.

Xue Feng took a closer look, the light yellow dress and fluffy hair, no matter how you looked at it, she was the old sister in the snowy mountain next door.

"Are you satisfied with what you see?" Xue Wangliu asked.

Xue Feng raised his brows and said angrily: "Good fellow, you dare to fool me with the painting of Fairy Xueliu! You just bought a hundred spirit stones at the foot of the mountain!"

Xue Juliu was stunned: "At the foot of the mountain?"

Is it possible that Yiwu Small Commodity, a scenic spot in Wuzhou Mountain, has developed into its own portrait?

"How dare you use this kind of painting to perfuse me!" Xue Feng was so angry that he stomped his feet on the ground vigorously, and the sound of the machinery turning immediately rang out in the courtyard. He said in a vicious voice, "I must teach you a lesson."

Seeing him screaming like a pressure cooker in anger, Xue Wangliu suddenly took off the black bamboo hat on his head, revealing the same beautiful face as in the painting.

He stared at Xue Feng, and smiled charmingly: "It's me in the painting, do you want to chat?"

Xue Feng: ...

The gears were stuck for a moment, Xue Feng was silent, Nianshu said softly Amitabha, wishing him peace.

Xue Feng immediately bent down to take the scroll in Xue Wangliu's hand, lamented that Luoshen's fine brushwork is a natural beauty, one word is great, two words are great, and warmly welcomed Xue Wangliu and Nianshu into the room for a chat.

"Why? Don't you suspect that someone is impersonating?" Xue Wangliu asked with a smile.

Xue Feng laughed dryly again and again: "Sister, you don't know, there is a young Jane's revealing formation in my courtyard, and anyone's disguise is useless. Besides, who in this world has the guts to pretend to be you."

"So that's how it is." Xue Wangliu nodded, sat on the chair and raised his chin towards the scroll in Xue Feng's hand, and said softly: "I drew this with my own hands, it's not so good, you should give it back to me. "

"That won't work, there is no reason to take it back after you gave it to me." Xue Feng put the painting on the shelf, "I will take this painting out at the next Sun and Moon Appreciation Meeting, it is not for sale, it is purely for personal collection exhibit."

Xue Wangliu: "Whatever you want, was Qin Ru studying just now?"

"Yes, her mother has been home for two days, and she has been with me for these two days." Xue Feng said with a smile when he mentioned his daughter: "If she knows you are here, she must be happy."

Xue Wangliu smiled, glanced at the upright Nianshu sitting next to him, and introduced: "I think you've heard about it, this is my apprentice Nianshu, and I came this time to make something for him. A handy Buddhist ritual tool."

"That's how it is." Xue Feng turned his head to look at Nian Shu, seeing his unshaven beard, he couldn't help but said: "Nephew looks a bit old-fashioned."

Without a word, Nian Shu tore off the beard on his face, clasped his hands together and said softly, "It's fake."

Xue Feng was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the young man was paying attention to his personal image, then he smiled and said: "So that's the case, this looks like a good-looking talent, worthy of being my sister's apprentice."

He turned around and took a box from the shelf and handed it over: "I heard from others that my nephew's soul is incomplete, so I prepared this thing. I wear it on my body to lock the soul and prevent evil spirits from invading. Finally, I have a chance to give it away today."

"What is it, open it and have a look." Xue Wangliu said.

Nianshu opened the box in his hand, stretched out his hand and pulled out a chain made of white jade. There was also a lock on the chain with the word "hun" engraved on it.

Xue Wangliu frowned when he saw this appearance. It was like the iron chains that locked his bicycle. Nianshu had a bald head and wore such a chain necklace.

He couldn't help but said: "Baoyou, this is not fun."

"Why don't you wear it anymore? This is a soul-locking chain made by Leng Baihanyu. It is designed to cure all kinds of departed souls and unstable souls. Moreover, jade can nourish souls best, so it must be useful."

Seeing that Xue Feng was so enthusiastic, Xue Wangliu didn't have the nerve to say that the thing was a good thing, but it was too ugly.Quickly changed the subject and said, "Okay, okay, if you say it's useful, I'll let Nianshu wear it."

Nianshu then thanked him, and Xue Wangliu asked again: "I don't have much contact with Buddhist cultivators, so I brought some materials here, please see what I can get."

With a wave of his sleeve, the room was filled with all kinds of materials for a moment, which made Xue Feng's eyes brighten, but he took a look and said quickly: "Old sister, don't worry, you said you want to make things for Buddhist practice." , I happened to have a nice item here, a Zen staff used for Buddhist practice."

Xue Wangliu raised his brows, he didn't expect such a coincidence, he couldn't help asking: "Which bald head is used? How good is it?"

"The one I brought out for you is naturally the best thing." Xue Feng chuckled, stretched out his hand and tapped a few places, a magic circle slowly emerged, and a long-handled box was pulled out from it.

He carefully placed the box on the table, looked at Xue Wangliu, and said carefully: "It's the most powerful bald head, the Zen staff used to kill Old Devil Qingtian, it's still stained with Old Devil Qingtian's blood."

The author says:

Nian Shu: I don’t really want to be told by such an old man that I’m mature.

It's over: Amitabha, you are the biggest among the three present.

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Thank you Jiajiazhuang Zhuang Huazhen for the beautiful catnip, the big seven who came for you, it is the fish food of Fengfengang, YL, and Yefeihua