102. Yu Niang, take good care of my uncle
Wang Chong also felt that he was a little depressed these past few days. Although there were many people in the Jiazi Guild Hall, including the servants, it was quite lively, but he felt even more depressed than if he were cultivating alone.
It's really not a good feeling to have people all over the place but no one to pay attention to you.
Hearing Zhang Yuniang's invitation, he readily agreed. Zhang Yuniang had been in the Immortal Cultivation Sect since she was a child, and she had no thoughts of discord between men and women. She took Wang Chong's little hand, pulled him, and led the way.
Wang Chong left the building where he lived, and Zhang Qiu shouted from a distance: "Yu Niang, please remember to take good care of your uncle."
Wang Chong took a deep breath and thought viciously: "Do I still need to be taken care of? When I was a few years old, I studied Taoism in the devil's cave of Tianxin Temple. I stole Taoism alone like Emei and traveled overseas... How can I be reduced to this now? Being taken care of by a girl?”
Zhang Yuniang smiled and waved to her master. As a fourth-generation disciple of the Xuanzong of the Swallowing Sea and a monk in the Tiangang Realm, she was still inconspicuous in the Jiazi Guild Hall and was an obscure figure outside.
Zhang Yuniang is full of confidence in taking care of a young master uncle who has only just started learning Taoism for more than a year.
Zhang Yuniang is not like Wang Chong. Wang Chong had nothing to do and just practiced hard in seclusion. However, she had already visited Tianhu all over the place.
There are thirty-six guild halls in Jietianhu. The heavenly stems are for distinguished guests, and the earthly branches are for receiving ordinary disciples. There are also 14 pavilions named after auspicious animals such as turtles, cranes, tigers, lins, and horses, which are even worse. Some.
Hundreds of people have gathered in the large square next to Tianhu. Except for the disciples of Tunhai Xuanzong and Waizong, most of them are the servants of each disciple.
Everyone is from the Immortal Family, and some of them are apprentices. Those whose ancestors have been Immortals for a generation are even more particular about ostentation. One person often needs twenty or thirty servants to serve him.
The onlookers, even if they are poor, still need a set of tables, a straw mat, and a few fresh fruits. Those who are a little more advanced use some treasures. For example, a young man built a pavilion with a strong aura. , floating in the air, was entertaining a few friends to have a drink, and the people on the pavilion looked around, feeling quite contented.
Wang Chong and Zhang Yuniang came a little late and couldn't see what was going on inside. Zhang Yuniang's Qi floated up, but she could only maintain it for one breath, and it slowly fell again after a while.
Seeing that she was about to float again, Wang Chong shouted: "I have a magic weapon here that can float!"
He took out the lotus throne, and Zhang Yuniang's eyes lit up. Just as she was about to use it, Wang Chong grabbed her and said, "This is this thing. It was looted. It cannot be revealed."
Zhang Yuniang's face was full of doubts and she asked: "How do you want to treat your little master and uncle?"
Wang Chong replied: "Whose treasure are you going to see? If it looks good, go and ask him if you can change it!"
Zhang Yuniang's eyes lit up, her pretty face shone brightly, and she shouted: "That's it, I know, please wait a moment, little uncle."
Now Wang Chong has gradually begun to have no use for the stolen goods he had stolen back then. Wouldn't it be a mutual benefit to be able to exchange them for a few clean treasures?
There happened to be a lot of outer monks here, and there was no guarantee that anyone would have something useful. The lotus throne can fly to protect the body, and it does not require any Taoism and Dharma to be used. It can be controlled by just holding a spell. It is also a very popular item. Wang Chong is not worried, no one is willing to change.
Wang Chong took out the twenty gang energy from the lotus throne and handed the things to his nephew and granddaughter.
Zhang Yuniang went away for a while, then came back with a flower basket, and said to Wang Chongxianbao: "Uncle, I came back in exchange for this flower basket."
She threw the flower basket into the sky, and it turned into a flower carpet composed of countless strange flowers. The little girl jumped on it, waved to Wang Chong, and shouted: "Master, uncle, come quickly."
Wang Chong also jumped up and couldn't help but marveled. This magic weapon was exquisitely crafted. Although the quality may not be higher than the lotus throne, it was unique in its ingenuity.
Wang Chong sat down cross-legged, stretched out his hand and pressed the flower carpet, and he knew something in his heart, and thought to himself: "It is actually a treasure of Gangqi forged by the twelve flower gods Gangsha."
Since Wang Chong touched the secret method of Yuntai Mountain on Dongfang Mingbai Corpse, he has met several people who have practiced the Twelve Flower God Gangsha. In the distance, there is Red Line Master Qin Xu, and in the nearer area, there is Peach Blossom Mountain. female disciple.
He also taught the Twelve Flower God Gangsha to many people, such as Yanbei people, Shang Wenli, Yan Jinling's mother, and the little fox Hu Su'er and others.
But he has never collected twelve kinds of flower gods.
Later, Wang Chong learned more advanced Taoism and gave up the idea of practicing this Gang Qi.
After all, the authentic Taoist sects all admire the inner-view Yuan Gang, the pure Gang Qi trained from their own Taoism, and are quite disdainful of the outer sect Gang Qi, which is refined by absorbing various impurities.
This flower basket is also a magic weapon for the curse. Wang Chong changed the spell first to prevent the original owner from using the old spell and taking away the control of the treasure. He was born in a magic family and was always a little suspicious. He would be prepared for everything.
Zhang Yuniang didn't pay attention to these details at all. She only watched the two people fighting swords in the big square with great interest.
Wang Chong didn't even take a second look. What level was he? Where can I watch a sword fight between two Tiangang realm figures? Especially these two, they don't even have a serious flying sword, and they still use ordinary human weapons.
Wang Chong has never used this thing since he entered Taoism...
After all, he entered Emei and got the Yuanyang Sword.
Ever since he got the Yuanyang Sword, Wang Chong no longer regarded ordinary flying swords as good things. After becoming a disciple of Tunhai Xuanzong, he gave away two flying swords, one to Yao Lianzhou and the other to An Yumiao.
The swordsmanship of these two people can also be called "unique art in the world". The sword light moves, one is delicate and ingenious, and the other has complex changes, which are the foundation of the immortal sword art.
The two fought fiercely for nearly a hundred moves, but there was still no winner. Many people were already making bets. There was a little fat man who wandered around the place collecting gambling money. He was obviously a romantic figure, and he actually got along well with everyone. Talk.
Wang Chong was in a daze when suddenly a gentle voice sounded from below, shouting: "Fellow Taoist, would you like to bet on something for fun?"
An Yumiao curled her lips and said, "No!"
The little fat man looked at Wang Chong with a smile. Wang Chong didn't move for a long time. He asked a few more questions, and then he realized that Wang Chong had wandered away and didn't hear him at all.
The little fat man's heart moved slightly, he made a magic formula and flicked it gently on Wang Chong's face.
But he didn't expect that Zhang Yuniang was ordered by her master to take good care of her uncle, so she was always alert.
This little fat man thought she wasn't paying attention and wanted to cast a little spell on Wang Chong. How could Zhang Yuniang tolerate it? The little girl stretched out her hand and struck out with a arc of moon sword light. She also scolded: "How dare you attack my great uncle!"