Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 35
"Hey, my son is really a genius. He comprehended the sword energy combined with magic in one step. Compared with those step-by-step monks, he took decades of detours. Cultivation is not physical work, but brains."

Mr. Chen shamelessly put gold on his innocent face.

No one saw it anyway, so he could post whatever he wanted, and outsiders didn't care.

"嗤嗤嗤", waving the saber, flashes of brilliant fire flashed across the dark sky.

With the light of the sword shining, the cold air and flames in the cave were intertwined.

Chen Mou admired his masterpiece, and it was pleasing to the eye. Although the flames of the sword qi were volatile, he had initially mastered the knack of using it.

From now on, no matter whether he practiced sword or flame spells, he was cultivating sword energy.

It's been a long time to be silly and alone, but it's boring after a long time.

Chen Mou simply tidied up and ran away with an empty bucket.

Opening the wooden door of the forging room, the sun was shining outside. With a smile on his face, Chen Mou stepped across the threshold, and greeted Yinger who was surprised and called, "My lord, you are out of the customs". Shi Shiran opened the yard door, looking as usual Said: "I'll go to the field to get some fresh air."

"I add a few vegetables at night, and use well water to town a melon."

Ying'er quickly put down the needle and thread in her hand and sent it out the door.

"Just look at the arrangement."

Chen Mou went out to the foot of the mountain to the east, you are my master's dish.

Several ridges of vegetable fields have been reclaimed on the nearby hillside, surrounded by simple wooden fences. The green vegetables and fruits in them grow very gratifyingly. It is the result of meticulous care by Ying'er, who can't sit still, digs them out with a hoe, cleans the grass roots, and fills them with soil and fertilizer.

Fangshi doesn't care about small things, as long as it's not too much.

The sun is shining brightly, the spiritual rice is blooming in the field, and the air is filled with a strong fragrance of rice flowers.

Mo Laonong, who was wearing a bamboo hat with both hands behind his back, turned around from the side road of the field ridge, and smiled with white teeth.

"Hey, Mr. Chen is out of seclusion. Look at his dewy look. You have gained a lot from this seclusion. Please go to Qianxiu Tower to drink and listen to music. I have the right to congratulate you."

One of the reasons why Mo Fu chose to live in the courtyard on the top of the hill was that it was close enough to the Lingtian he chose.

It was only a few steps down the mountain, and I felt at ease looking at his [-]-acre field on the mountain.

Chen Mou's face was calm, and he said contemptuously: "I have already given up those crooked ways, and I don't bother to be with you."

Ever since he picked up a maidservant's flower, he didn't follow it out to fool around.

"Okay, my brother is so impressed, I wanted to invite you who have five spirit stones, but I can't break your Taoist heart. In the evening, I will ask Lao Zhuang to go to Qianxiu Tower to play tricks."

Mo Fu smiled and turned around and left.

You're awesome, you're amazing, you're noble, let's do it.

Chen Mouyi protested sternly: "You can't go back on your word when you invite guests, and you can't lose any of the five spirit stones, or your reputation will be damaged, Brother Mo."

"I have a fart reputation, can fame be eaten?"

"I treat you to dinner. When shall we go?"

Mr. Chen, who is in a good mood, is in an even better mood. Someone patted his chest and wanted to invite a guest with five spirit stones.

Dao Xin or something, he doesn't have it yet.

In the end, of course, they didn't go to places like Qianxiu Tower and other smoky places. No one would take the jokes they joked with each other seriously.

Mo Fu brought a fresh wild river fish weighing ten catties, stewed a fish head tofu soup, braised a large pot of fish pieces, and served it with some stewed vegetables, fresh vegetables and fruits.

The two families had dinner together in the big courtyard of Mo Mansion. The maidservants were all at the table, and there were so many people.

After eating and drinking enough, Mr. Chen shyly rounded his belly and led Ying'er out, not forgetting to turn around and remind: "Brother Mo, you still owe me five spirit stones as a treat, don't forget."

Mo Fu turned his head and chatted with Sui Er, not wanting to pay attention to the guy who was darker than him.

After living a relaxed and leisurely practice life, it will be autumn.

An autumn rain and a cold.

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival was getting closer, Chen Mou also inquired about how to arrange Ying'er's escape. He would definitely not sell Ying'er who had been serving him for several months.

No matter what, let the poor maidservant live without worrying about food and clothing for the rest of her life.

Life is full of robbery.

The cause of the past must be repaid in the future. He upholds the little kindness in his heart.

Lun Daotang's magic lessons have been taught. Chen Mou has been affected by the upcoming assessment these days, and his mood has fluctuated. Apart from morning and evening lessons and sword practice, he can't calm down and meditate for a long time.

He lamented that he was still short of the tough mentality that Taishan collapsed before and remained unchanged.

The road to practice is long and long, and it has to be honed up and down.

For a small half of the day, I spend my time hanging out in Fangshi, going to teahouses, restaurants, or reading books at the stalls in Xifang, hearing all kinds of weird gossip, and watching the joys, sorrows and joys of casual cultivators in Fangshi.

He doesn't participate in the excitement and troubles, and he doesn't want to be a good person.

Tuo Fan Lao Dao and Yu Yin of Brother Mu, he nodded and made friends with many friars who visited the square, and he would not force himself to treat guests to a drink, but greeted politely when he saw them.

Trouble will never find him.

Right or wrong is just to talk more, troubles are all because of strong talk.

His miscellaneous knowledge of keyboard warriors is no worse than that of an old fried dough stick who has practiced for a hundred years.

In the afternoon when the business of the Forging Pavilion was slow, he would walk in and chat with shopkeeper Hong who always greeted him with a smile.

He can also learn some novel knowledge by seeing all kinds of magical instruments with different prices placed on the counter, identifying various mineral materials, and listening to shopkeeper Hong tell stories about rare materials after opening the chatter box.

Occasionally, Chen Mou greeted Xiaohammer steward Wan Lin and apprentice Xue Biao twice.

He will be an official outer disciple of the Forging Bing Pavilion, so it doesn't matter if he looks down on Wan Lin who wants to make a fuss in front of him without knowing it.

This day, misty autumn rainy afternoon.

Chen Mou was using words to compliment the shopkeeper Hong, coaxing the old man to show off his anecdotes.

Suddenly, shopkeeper Hong looked at the door with a warm smile on his face, left Chen Mou behind and walked quickly, cupped his hands and greeted the two people who came in: "Gu Daochang, Ning Xianzi, what wind brought you two here, upstairs Ya Room please!"

"Passing by Danyangfang, I purposely turned in and bothered you to have a cup of tea."

Two Taoist priests came, a man and a woman. The middle-aged man had beards, slender eyes, and a dark mahogany sword behind his back. He seemed to be familiar with shopkeeper Hong, and he replied very casually.

Chen Mou looked at the female Taoist priest who was saluting with shopkeeper Hong with surprise in his eyes. When the female Taoist priest looked at him, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Chen Mou has met Daoist Ning."

The female Taoist priest also recognized Chen Mou who had met in the Lun Dao Hall. She presented a volume of "Qing Jing Sutra" and returned the gift with a smile, without saying a word.

The middle-aged Taoist took a look, and chatted and laughed with shopkeeper Hong, courteously walked up the stairs, and the female Taoist followed.

Chen Mou watched the figures of the three disappear around the corner, and finally saw Daoist Ning who instructed him at the beginning. How could he give up, and guessed that Daoist Ning had an extraordinary background.

Seeing that the rain stopped outside the door, several customers entered the store, Chen Mou saw that the waiter was bored with him, walked out of the store, and sat down at the tea house diagonally opposite.

Order a pot of tea with five Wude coins, drink tea leisurely, and pay attention to the door of the opposite shop.

See you again by fate, he wants to thank Daoist Ning face to face.

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(End of this chapter)