Now Zhang Qingyuan admires the old way of becoming a style, such a beautiful place, he actually found it, and built such a Taoist temple, and what is even more amazing is that I don't know where he found seven fifteen or sixteen-year-old, fair-eyed little Taoist boys, who help him collect medicines, make medicines, and arrange patients every day, and the scale is about to catch up with small hospitals, and it is also the kind of general practice.

If it weren't for the fact that Lao Dao had a good character and couldn't do the dirty thing of abducting and selling children, Zhang Qingyuan would have to torture Lao Dao to extract confessions and ask him to send these teenagers back.

When Zhang Qingyuan came over for the first time, he had a fight with him because of the old cow's strange voice and insulting speech.

When Zhang Qingyuan begged for mercy from the old cow who was regarded as a fairy in the eyes of these little Taoist boys, these little Taoist children looked at Zhang Qingyuan differently, and they were all afraid that he would die, and they stammered every time they spoke.

After being beaten by Zhang Qingyuan, this old bull nose was not angry, but had to discuss martial arts and cultivation methods with him every day after seeing a doctor, and wanted to worship him alive or dead, Zhang Qingyuan had no choice but to agree to his absurd request.

Therefore, these boys who are afraid that he will die also call him "Uncle Shizu".

Of course, there is an exception, that is, the granddaughter of the old cow's nose, every time they meet, they call "Brother Qingyuan" non-stop, thinking of this, Zhang Qingyuan can't help but slander the old cow's nose, you say that you are a Taoist priest, why did you still have a granddaughter come out.

"Hmm", Zhang Qingyuan hummed in his mouth, in fact, he didn't want to get into life with these teenagers, they were the same age, but every time they saw themselves, they were like rats seeing cats, no matter how Zhang Qingyuan made a kind expression, they didn't dare to get close to themselves, and over time, Zhang Qingyuan didn't bother to pay attention to them.

"Where's the old bull's nose?" Zhang Qingyuan looked at the young man who was a little cowering and said.

"Division...... Master Ancestor He ...... He was an old man who was seeing a doctor. Zhang Qingyuan didn't ask, but when he asked, the young man was even more scared, and he couldn't say anything trembling.

Looking at the appearance of this Taoist boy, Zhang Qingyuan touched his face helplessly, thinking to himself, am I so terrible?

"Oh." Zhang Qingyuan shook his head and walked inside, while the Daotong patted his chest in the back, looking very frightened, although he didn't look back, Zhang Qingyuan also knew what he was doing, and he couldn't help but be even more speechless in his heart.

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In any case, Zhang Qingyuan still admires the old man, and he can build a Taoist temple in nearly a year by himself, which is already difficult for ordinary people. What's more, this Taoist temple does not have any modern atmosphere, and the materials used are basically bamboo.

What's even more wonderful is that Chengfeng Old Road dug a large pond more than one meter deep before building a bamboo building. After tamping the bottom of the pond, he picked up large and small stones from the mountain and spread them in the pond, and then built bamboo buildings on top of the pond and connected them with trestle bridges.

After several years of rain, after the rain filled the pond, the bamboo buildings stood on the water surface so naturally, with lotus leaves and lotus flowers on the water surface, and then matched with the surrounding green mountains, green trees, and nearby bamboo forests, there is no abruptness and incongruity, but natural, the design is exquisite, so that Zhang Qingyuan who saw it for the first time was breathtaking.

Even if the copper pieces in Zhang Qingyuan's backpack weigh thousands of pounds together, there is no shaking when walking on the trestle, not to mention that these bamboos have been soaked in water for nearly ten years, and it has to be said that the ingenuity of Chengfeng's old Taoist skills is ingenious.

Zhang Qingyuan has never served anyone in his life except for his master, but he is still convinced of the old way, of course, only in terms of building a house.

Walking on the trestle bridge, the cool breeze is slow, the fragrance is curling, while admiring the lotus flowers in the pond, while thinking that his house will be built by Chengfeng Lao Road in the future, Zhang Qingyuan returned to the bamboo building where he lived.

Closing the door, placing the large bag containing copper blocks, easels, and drawing board bags on the ground, Zhang Qingyuan went up to the second floor, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to meditate and pranayama.

Cultivation pays attention to coordination, and its own meridians are in conjunction with the stars and the earth's veins at the bottom, receiving qi in the middle, slowly incorporating the aura of heaven and earth into the body, and slowly incorporating the aura of heaven and earth into the body.

Now Zhang Qingyuan has broken through the condensation period, and his cultivation has reached the early stage of foundation building, because he has a unique talent in the system, and he is a balanced body of the five elements, so he does not need to absorb the power of Zhou Tian Xingchen at night like others, and he can even absorb the power of the sun.

Before the foundation was built, Zhang Qingyuan basically meditated twice a day, one at noon and noon, and the other at night, compared to other cultivators, the speed was already twice as fast, not to mention that the power of the sun was more majestic than the power of Zhou Tian Xingchen, so Zhang Qingyuan only cultivated for thirteen years, and he was already worth sixty years of others' work.

A twenty-five-year-old monk in the foundation building period is absolutely appalling.

Since his cultivation, he has improved himself with the power of heaven and earth, Zhang Qingyuan's skin is delicate and white, and his face is delicate, like a newborn baby, especially in recent years, Zhang Qingyuan's appearance has made countless women resentful, and they have lamented the injustice of God - such a big haode skin blind to such a man is really a tyrannical thing.

Two hours later, Zhang Qingyuan slowly retracted his breath, and felt that the power of the true qi in the dantian had grown again, and his face showed a hint of joy. "It seems that the aura that can be absorbed in the foundation building period is much more than that in the condensation period, at this rate, it seems that it will not take half a year to break through the early stage and the middle stage of advancement."

When he was savoring his cultivation experience, he heard a delicate voice from downstairs, crisp and crisp like a lark in the mountains: "Brother Qingyuan, are you there?" ”

Zhang Qingyuan smiled slightly, and didn't see how energetic he was, so he floated down from the bed, and replied while going downstairs: "It's here!" ”

As soon as the door opened, there was a pure girl standing outside, with dark eyes, slender eyelashes, a straight nose, lips as warm and lovely as pink, a cheek that could be blown and broken, impeccable delicate facial features, and black hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, making this Lingling delicate body wrapped in a white floral dress look like a fairy daughter, and it was the granddaughter of the old man - Zhou Ziyan.

The girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, which is the most innocent age, but at this moment there is a little sadness on her face, seeing the door open, she stepped forward and naturally took Zhang Qingyuan's arm, and said coquettishly: "Brother Qingyuan, can you please do me a favor?" ”

Feeling the softness of his arm, Zhang Qingyuan's body stiffened slightly, this guy who could beat him so much in front of Chengfeng Lao Dao that he couldn't find the southeast and northwest, but he was a little embarrassed in front of his granddaughter at the moment.

Although Zhou Ziyan is only sixteen years old, she is already slim and elegant, and everything that should be developed is mature, especially the small chest that is bulging and swollen, and her arm immediately touches the amazing softness, but this little girl is still unaware, tilting her head and looking at Zhang Qingyuan there in a daze, she can't help but shake again.

It doesn't matter if this shake is so soft but it can kill people, Zhang Qingyuan immediately felt a wave of heat rushing to his lower abdomen, hurriedly calmed down, relied on cultivation to suppress the restlessness, took the opportunity to pull out his arm, and said with a wry smile: "Yanyan, what's wrong?" ”

"Alas, there is an old grandfather here today, it seems that he has advanced lung cancer, and the grandfather has no choice, saying that he is hopeless, but I think he is really pitiful, so I came to find Brother Qingyuan." The little girl tilted her head and wrinkled her nose, and her small appearance was extremely cute.