Zhang Yang said to his brother Zhang Wu again: "Our father is old, and the task of expanding the blacksmith shop to make weapons will be handed over to my brother." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Mi Xiaoqin heard that Zhang Yang wanted to hoard rice, but she had no opinion, because it was a necessity of life, and sometimes the year was not good, but it could be sold at a good price. But she was a little puzzled by the big weapons.

"Brother Zhang Yang, what are you doing with so many weapons? The demand for this hundred miles is not much. Mi Xiaoqin asked.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly and said, "Hehe, sister-in-law Xiaoqin, do you want to be the queen?" I'm going to help my brother fight a country, and you will sit together in the future. ”

Mi Xiaoqin was frightened and hurriedly silenced, looked around, and then said, "Brother, don't talk nonsense." This is a rebellion, I know that I will be beheaded all over the house. ”

"Haha, what's this? Who would dare to kill me? Zhang Yang smiled indifferently.

Zhang Wu grabbed Mi Xiaoqin's little hand, reassured her, and said with a smile: "Haha, I believe in my brother." That Immortal Master Zhong also said that it will not be a problem for me to worship the marquis, then I must know the general trend of the world, and there is a troubled era. I don't think any of us can hide, I will also be hired, if I can really make contributions, why don't I want to go far, become the emperor myself, and avoid being loyal to those faint kings who don't put the people in their eyes. ”

Zhang Laoshi also smiled: "Then I, an honest old blacksmith, want to be the emperor?" ”

"Haha, Dad, when the time comes, those neighborhood ladies you fancy will be summoned into the palace to wait for you." Zhang Yang laughed, everyone at the table laughed, and Zhang Laoshi also smirked, but he was thinking about the widow Xie who had a leg with him.

In the evening, Zhang Yang continued to come to the villa to check his immortal roots.

Although he is now in the special state of the Great Perfection, he has not yet touched the threshold of generating a sea of qi and advancing to the qi refining period, which also makes him very anxious.

Sitting on the ground, Zhang Yang's consciousness was immersed in the Taixuan Sutra, and the exercises he needed could only be found in the Taixuan Sutra. But he found nothing, and the Taixuan Sutra still only turned to the first page, and the content on it was still a record of life-saving charms.

During this period, there were more and more people lighting incense for his Jiansheng Ancestral Hall, and it became stronger and stronger, and these incense qi completely surrounded Zhang Yang's spiritual platform, enveloping the Taixuan Sutra and those immortal roots.

Zhang Yang didn't know what to do after these situations occurred, whether to disperse it, or guide the incense to do something beneficial to himself. He didn't even know, so he could only wait and see. But he believed that these things should not hurt him.

Suddenly, another burst of golden light came out from the Taixuan Sutra, illuminating the Wood Immortal Root Tree. Then, the flowers that bloomed on the big tree bloomed even more vividly. At this time, these blooming flowers are actually absorbing the aura of incense surrounding them.

What do these flowers need these incense to do? Zhang Yang still didn't understand.

The flowers that have absorbed the incense are more colorful than before, more like having a soul, and each flower is blinking and smiling. The smile is so charming and moving, it is so gripping that you will fall into it and not be able to get out of it if you look at it a few more times. It seems that every flower is a stunning beauty, and they are looking forward to you, waiting for you to pick it through the autumn water.

"What's the rhythm of this? Could it be that there was any other fame before the Great Perfection of the Immortal Root and the Formation of the Qi Sea? Zhang Yang was also a little dumbfounded when he looked at this situation.

And just when the flowers were in full bloom, they suddenly fell off, and although there was no wind now, these flowers could fly in the air. It's like a fairy scattering flowers. The whole altar is colorful, competing with each other, and it is beautiful.

After the flowers that absorbed the incense flew over, they turned themselves into pieces of lines, like the painter's colored ink, and finally sketched a portrait of a stunning ancient costume beauty on the sky of the Lingtai.

Then the portrait slowly shrunk, but when it shrank to a normal person, something incredible happened.

The portrait actually came to life, and a vivid beauty walked down from the sky, landed on Zhang Yang's spiritual platform and continued to dance. The real beauty dances, more beautiful than flowers, I saw her phoenix eyes slightly closed, her eyes flowing, her small mouth opened lightly, she looked forward to her brilliance, and her figure was beautiful, which made people want to enter Feifei.

Fly to the treetops for a while, like a butterfly, grab the little sword for a while, like a sword fairy grandson, and a spark on your fingertips, like a female pillar of the acrobatic troupe.

While dancing, she teased Zhang Yang's several immortal roots, as if these immortal roots belonged to her family. But on closer inspection, the woman is more like a gardener, carefully cultivating these fairy root flowers, hoping that they will grow more vigorously.

After the dance, the beauty stood up straight and bowed to Zhang Yang's consciousness, and the voice like a silver bell sounded in her mouth.

"Midorihime meets her new master." The beauty's clothes shook and turned into an emerald green dress.

"Where are you from?" Zhang Yang was not surprised that she called herself the master, and he could guess a few points by looking at her movements before. It's just that he doesn't know if this woman is transformed by the immortal root, or if she came out of the Taixuan Sutra. If it was from the Taixuan Sutra, then the problems he was facing now could be asked to her, if it was only the immortal root, then the effect would be much smaller.

"Back to the master, the slave is the guardian goddess of the Taixuan Sutra." The beautiful woman who called herself Midorihime replied respectfully.

"Taixuan Sutra Guardian Goddess, that's great. I don't understand a lot about the Taixuan Sutra, can you explain it to me? Zhang Yang asked.

"Absolutely. Midorihime's existence is to solve problems for the master. I hope that the master can revive the old master's majesty, magic skills, and shock the sky. Midorihime saluted again.

"Oh. That's good. Zhang Yang didn't want to mention how happy he was now, although this beauty called him his master, but Zhang Yang didn't dare to treat her as a slave, he had to treat her as his master.

"Then you teach me how to generate a sea of qi first." Zhang Yang couldn't wait to say. He wasn't in a hurry about anything else, he didn't even ask about the origin of the Taixuan Sutra, how awesome the previous owner was, and so on, he knew that those were not important, and this beauty herself would tell him. Now what he wants most is to become an immortal master and promote his rank.

"Okay, congratulations to the master for getting the great luck and making the fairy root reach the perfect qualification. Midorihime, this is the technique that you will pass on to cultivate......" Midorihime said this, and suddenly her voice became smaller and smaller, and her body became weaker and weaker.

"What's going on? You can't get stuck at a critical time. Zhang Yang said anxiously. He didn't think that this Taixuan Sutra Guardian Priestess would be very sick after saying a few words, didn't Nima play tricks on me?

Midorihime was weak, and said with a pale face: "Master, the slave and maid rely on the incense qi you get to survive. This incense was very strong just now, but now it is very weak, so the slave and maid will also be very weak......" In the end, the Midorihime beauty actually spread out, turned into flowers again, and hung listlessly on the fairy root tree.

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