Early the next morning, Nangong Yu and Fadu went down the mountain, and while helping Fadu to procure, they bought all the things they wanted, pulled them back, and then secretly hid them again.

After dinner, Yan Ziyue couldn't find Nangong forgiveness, and searched all over the temple to no avail, so she only went to the green bamboo forest to touch it, and it turned out that she really bumped into Nangong pardon.

"Wow... Nangong pardon, you are too reliable, is this good"? Yan Ziyue saw that Nangong Yu had already tied the sewn bucket-shaped leather cloth to a solid bamboo pole one by one.

"Still not helping..."?

"Okay....", Yan Ziyue did a lot of good work, and when she came up, she tied a corner to a high place.

"What are you doing with that height, you can't stand it even if you are high."

Yan Ziyue looked at Nangong Yu suspiciously, and tried to exert himself again, and sure enough, the bamboo was bent, so he untied the solid place that was re-tied to the bamboo pole.

After the two of them were busy for a while, a polygonal narrow annual leather soft bucket was propped up in the bamboo forest, and a clay urn container was placed under the mouth of a number of cotton yarns.

"Let's go, wait and see the results tomorrow", Nangong Yu pulled Yan Ziyue and said.

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue felt a little unable to wait to know the result.

The two of them walked side by side towards the courtyard, a few floating clouds in the sky floated in the night sky, a crescent moon loomed overhead, and a halo overlapped in one place, hazy for the whole silence and night.

Nangong Yu saw that the ground was pitch black, and he couldn't distinguish the potholes, so he consciously took Yan Ziyue's hand.

Yan Ziyue borrowed the moonlight to see the road conditions clearly, seeing Nangong Amnesty's movements, he was a little confused at first, and found that he was afraid that he would not be able to fall on his heels, and after he was inexplicably moved, he pulled himself, just strode behind him.

As soon as the sky was white, the two of them got up and couldn't wait to come to the green bamboo forest to take a look.

"Nangong Amnesty, come and see...", Yan Ziyue drilled into the bamboo forest, looked at a tile urn, and found that there were dewdrops of half a tile urn, and looked around for Nangong Amnesty's figure, and suddenly the bamboo trembled, and some of the dewdrops that stayed on the bamboo leaves and did not slip off all fell on the soft bucket at this moment, and gathered along the soft bucket to the mouth of the cotton yarn, and then filtered out the impurities through the mouth of the cotton yarn, and the crystal clear water droplets dripped into the wattle.

Nangong Yu continued to jump in the forest, slapping his palm on the thicker bamboo pole, shaking the bamboo rustling, and so on, until the dew in the bamboo forest was almost collected.

Yan Ziyue looked at Nangong Yu's figure shuttling through the bamboo forest, and suddenly felt that this kid was really reliable, bold and careful, honest and generous, and very handsome, she couldn't help but feel happy in her heart, her eyebrows and eyes laughed, and she secretly thought in her heart: 'This kid, it's booked, and he will be my person in the future, hahaha'.

Nangong Yu hugged a clay urn and looked at Yan Ziyue, who was smiling like no one else, and said, "I'm happy, don't help yet."

When Yan Ziyue heard this, she picked up the tile urn at her feet and walked towards Nangong Yu.

The two went back and forth, and after a few trips, they took back all the tile urns, and together, there were more than six full of tile urns, Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu looked at each other and smiled, and first held the tile urn and drank a few big sips, which was cool, sweet and cool, cool and fragrant, not as good as honey but better than honey.

When the two brought a few urns of dew to Xuan Jue's eyes, they couldn't help but laugh when they saw Xuan Jue's stunned expression.

Nangong Yu dragged out a few strings of leather bags from the corner of the martial arts training ground, raised his eyebrows at Yan Ziyue and said, "There is also this, go and try it."

Yan Ziyue excitedly followed behind and ran towards the deep pool together.

Nangong Yu and Yan Ziyue filled the skins with water and sealed them, and dragged them ashore one by one.

The two grimaced at Xuanjue, put away the utensils, and ran to the shallow waters of the deep pool to take a bath together.

Since then, the task that has always troubled Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu has come to an end, and the tools and methods have been improved since then, and the effect has become more satisfactory.

Since then, in the Temple of the Dead, Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu have been very full in the morning, and they have time to learn some scriptures and classics in the scripture building.

After another half a year, the four masters of Nangong Yu saw that his kung fu foundation was already solid, his small body had been trained to have some perfect lines, his strength was sent and received, and his internal strength was shallow but smooth and full.

Recently, after the trial of Nangong Yu, he learned a lot and improved a lot, so he led him into Shangwutang to choose his favorite weapon.

In the Shangwu Hall of the Dead Temple, the four masters of the Xuanzi generation appeared together, which scared the monks in charge of the Shangwu Hall enough, and they all hurriedly retreated after opening the doors of the Shangwu Hall, lest they be accidentally harmed and innocent.

Nangong Yu looked at the reaction of others to his four masters, and he couldn't laugh or cry, he really admired himself a little, how did these four people survive under the clutches.

"Nangong pardon, come in..."Xuan Kong said.

"You can't be gentle, pardon, come here", Xuanyi always has a name called Nangong pardon, which always gives Nangong pardon goosebumps.

Nangong Yu walked to everyone with some trepidation, looking at the surrounding environment, strange, strange or strange, for strange places, Nangong Yu felt palpitations when he thought about it, and the pores of his whole body exploded, every time he changed places, the four demonic masters could always make Nangong Yu sleep badly for a few days and nights, the last time was the Buddha Palace, and the last time was the Five-Shaped Palace, ah, ah, I can't think about it anymore, what will it be this time?

"What are you rubbing, come over quickly", Xuan Yong frowned, and took the first step into the armory.

Xuanmeng glanced at Nangong Yu and followed in.

Xuanyi let Xuankong go first, and he waited for Nangong pardon at the door.

"Why are you still here, when was the last time you came over?" Xuankong looked at the crowd.

"Don't remember, my arms are the best weapons"? Xuanmeng Dao.

"Like you, aren't these weapons all scrap metal"? Xuanyi took Nangong pardon in.

"Let him see for himself, how about we choose a few things to practice his hands"? Xuan Yong said that he had taken off a pair of double knives.

"Look, I'm going to accompany Nangong Yu to choose weapons," Xuan Yi said and began to pull Nangong Yu around to look around.

"Hmph, look at you, what have you done to Nangong pardon, how do you want to harm him"? Xuankong said with a serious face, and the other two unanimously agreed.

"Yo... Looking for a fight, isn't it"? Xuanyi was a little angry.

"I'm afraid you won't make it," Xuankong retorted.

"Need a helper"? Xuan Yong glanced at Xuankong Dao.

"Go, it's none of your business", Xuankong still remembered the shame of being beaten by Xuanyi in Shangwutang last time.

Nangong pardon doesn't care about them, he has already been stunned by this armory, the entire armory occupies half of the space of Shangwutang, it is half a link display, all the weapons are classified and placed, I don't know how many times larger than the general's mansion, and I don't know how many times more than the general's mansion, and I don't know that there are hundreds or thousands of more types, many of which have never been seen. Nangong Yu looked at the past one by one, looked at the small characters under each weapon, and silently remembered it in his heart, and was even more surprised.

Xuanmeng didn't care about these weapons, but he saw a novelty, two spherical strung together, one large and one small, each with countless protrusions, so he took it down, and landed with all his might, only to hear a loud bang, and many weapons on both sides were shaken down and smashed towards everyone.

"Xuanmeng, what are you messing with?" Xuanyong said to Xuanmeng.

Xuankong rose into the air in time and caught the sledgehammer that was about to fall on Nangong Yu's head. Xuan Yi took Nangong pardon one step faster and jumped away.

After the sound of continuous soldiers, the weapons were scattered all over the ground, and everyone looked at each other and sighed.

One of the monks in charge listened to the movement and peeked at the door, and immediately quietly retreated, for fear of being caught.

"It's okay now, if you can't finish packing up these weapons, no one will want to leave", Xuanyi put down Nangong and said.

"Let's slip away", Xuankong put down the sledgehammer in his hand.

"Don't think about it, the monk in charge just now has already come to see it", Xuanyi said with a wave of his hands.

"What"? Hyun Yong was recalling how much time it took to pack these weapons last time.

"I... I'm sorry", Xuan Meng touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Alas, this time there are more weapons than the last time, I'm afraid I can't do it for three days and three nights", Xuan Yong's expression was a little discouraged.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's get started", Xuan Yi said as he picked up the nearest weapon on the ground.

"Too many, how many do you know"? Xuankong looked at everyone and asked.

"Don't look at me, I'll be able to figure out a few things", Xuan Yong waved his hand and looked at the others.

"I don't know much, almost a third," Xuan Yi looked at the label, and put the weapon in his hand back to its original position.

"I'm sorry... I... Why don't I do it myself", Xuanmeng lowered his head, squatted down and looked at the weapons in the place.

"What are you talking about, we came in together, how can we leave you here alone", Xuankong said very righteously.

"That's it...", Xuan Yong said and looked at the dense labels on the wall and said, "Let's solve it together."

"I want to go, but I'm afraid that the abbot can't get rid of thousands of mouths", Xuan Yi shrugged his shoulders and had no choice but to look.

Nangong Yu blinked and pulled the corner of Xuanyi's clothes.

Xuanyi felt Nangong Forgiveness's movements, bent down and looked at Nangong Pardon with a sneer: "Pardon, what's wrong?"

After all these years, Nangong Yu is still not used to hearing Xuanyi's name for himself, and every time he hears it, his whole body is skinned.

"Master Xuanyi, can you not call me that in the future."

"What's the matter, didn't you say that pardon is my exclusive title."

Nangong pardoned in his heart: "When did you say yes, how many times have I protested, you don't change your nature, you have to call it that, it's true."

"Why don't you speak"? Xuanyi looked at Nangong Yu, estimating what was going on in this kid's heart, all these years, no matter what kind of training, this kid can always quickly see through the mystery and find a way to crack it, but he still pretends not to find it and paralyze us.

Nangong Yu was a little hairy by Xuanyi, and pulled the corners of his mouth and said: "Master Xuanyi, I want to say that I have seen these weapons just now, and I may not be able to remember all of them, but most of them still remember."

As soon as Nangong pardoned these words, everyone looked at him with an incredible expression.

"Seriously", Xuan Yi said with both hands around Nangong Yu's shoulders.

Nangong Yu didn't dare to say anything, only nodded silently.