Most of the people in Fuqiu City have a collection of books, which they copied by themselves. Because books are relatively expensive, they usually store them in boxes, so even though it rained heavily, some of the books were still preserved.

After hearing that Zhuchen and others wanted books, the common people wanted to temporarily lend her their books at home, as long as they could move them out.

When it comes to shedding wool, Zhuchen is not humble. If money is dropped in the world, you have to go up and pick it up yourself, right? She understands.

So the monks from the Fuqiu Sect went to an academy at the east end of the town to rescue books. Zhuchen followed Liao Lioyun and carried the books from their homes under the instructions of the people.

When Quan Tong flew all the way to join us, everyone was working hard.

Zhuchen caught Quan Tong and asked him to help her sort out her books. She wanted anything related to enlightenment, literature, classics, and popular science. She didn't insist on anything related to the Fuqiu Sect's cultivation techniques or mythological records.

Quan Tong and the head of the Fuqiu Sect looked at each other in confusion, but because of Zhuchen's previous generous help, he still obeyed her instructions and helped.

The young man who fell into the water and was rescued by Zhuchen successfully recovered his health after drinking several bowls of medicine and sitting quietly for a period of rest. He went out to exercise and see if he could do something about it.

The three of them got together, turned over the things in their hands, and started muttering to each other.

The leader asked in a low voice: "All the fellows in the channel, is the sword master who is rumored to be able to cut through the sky with one sword really in the court?"

All Access: "That's true."

The leader looked surprised: "Is it really that powerful?"

"I have never seen him take action, but it must be true." Quan Tong leaned over and said to him mysteriously, "Previously, the head of Yu Yuan offended fellow Taoist Zhuchen, and the immortal king directly killed them in anger.

The boundary monument and main hall were smashed. Hundreds of monks from the Yu Yuan Sect were left with no room to fight back."

"Ouch!"

The master and disciple both exclaimed, a bloody scene appeared in their minds.

Quan Tong said with a smile: "But it's also because the leader Yu Yuan is unpopular. After he left, his disciples joined the court and got along well with each other."

He expressed the sentiments of everyone: "Pu Fengzong has always protected his shortcomings. Who doesn't want to be a disciple of Pu Fengzong?"

The name Feng Buye is closely connected with Pu Fengzong. Saying this, few people felt that it was wrong.

The head of the Fuqiu Sect asked jokingly: "Since we are both Chaowen monks, will the Dao Lord give me some advice on weekdays?"

Unexpectedly, Quan Tong actually nodded: "Yes. The Immortal Lord is a generous man. He not only gave guidance to the monks and people of the Yu Yuan Sect, but also allowed them to pass on the skills to their brothers in the same sect."

The two people on the opposite side shouted again in surprise.

Quan Tong: "How can you care about such a thing if you are so magnanimous and magnanimous as the Immortal Lord? You see, Taoist friend Zhuchen comes from his sect. She is also a strong character, indifferent and has few desires. What is in her heart is like that.

They are all common people in the city, which is really admirable."

The head of the Fuqiu Sect took a deep look at his disciple and asked, "Is Chaowen dangerous then?"

"If even the place where the Immortal Lord is can be considered dangerous, then I really don't know how it can be said to be safe." Quan Tong said with a smile, "From what I have seen, Chaowen's life is peaceful and contented, and the residence is extremely comfortable. The disciples of Pu Fengzong are also

I once came to visit and was reluctant to leave when I left."

The leader instantly made up his mind, put one hand on his apprentice's shoulder, grabbed him hard, and said sincerely: "Hiraizumi..."

Wang Pingquan seemed to have something to say: "Master..."

Leader: "Take care of yourself!"

Wang Pingquan: "..." Is the process gone? Why don't you discuss it with me first?

The headmaster said happily: "I'm going to send some of my favorite disciples to teach in Chaowen. Hiraizumi, it's not in vain that I worked so hard to teach you how to read as a teacher. Won't this come in handy? You and your junior brothers

Work hard, and when you are done, come back and serve the sect!"

Wang Pingquan: "..." This responsibility is too heavy.

The head of the Fuqiu Sect felt deeply that a great misfortune turned out to be a blessing. He hugged his disciple and thought happily: "Hiraizumi, you can establish a good relationship with that little Taoist friend and make friends with her. In this way, if Fuqiu is in trouble in the future,

Can you just sit back and watch? Can Chao Wen stand by and watch? Fuqiu’s century-old plan ends here!" He was worthy of his ancestors!

Wang Pingquan: "..." I always feel that his body no longer belongs to him.

The head of Fuqiu Sect raised his clothes and rushed out: "I'm going to find my little Taoist friend!"

Zhuchen was dirty with mud and water and was cleaning up. After hearing them explain the plan and pushing Wang Pingquan and others forward, he was so shocked that he forgot to move.

...and such good things?

She just came to ask for a book, but Fuqiu directly sent her a letter. She was really... so enlightened!

If Yuan Poshui had any knowledge of them, he wouldn't still be detained in court and working for free.

The head of Fuqiu Sect asked expectantly: "Is it possible?"

Zhuchen held the leader's hand and shook it vigorously: "Yes! Very nice! Chaowen welcomes you! I don't mind if there are a few more!"

Both of them were so happy that they laughed so hard that they couldn't even see their eyes. They seemed like revolutionary allies who had traveled thousands of miles and finally reunited.

Wang Pingquan and others stood aside obediently, trying to maintain polite smiles.

Zhuchen was afraid that they would leave their hometown and they were not used to it, so he comforted him softly: "You can come back often, don't worry. I wonder what the name of this eldest brother is?"

"I don't dare to take it seriously." Wang Pingquan said, "You can just call me fellow Taoist Pingquan."

"Equal rights? What a good name!" Zhuchen said happily, "It was born just for me to hear it! You and I can encourage each other."

Wang Pingquan: "Ah?"

The disciples of their generation are all ordinary people, and the meaning of his name is very simple, which is as clear as spring water. It doesn't even rain in Chaowen, so where can the spring come from?

Zhuchen smiled cheerfully and said, "When you live in Chaowen for a while, you will know what I mean."

Not long after, a large number of books were moved to the open space in front of the main hall. The ink stains on some books had smudged and the pages were stuck together.

Zhuchen sorted them out hastily and put them into the exquisite bag. Because Liao Liaoyun was in a hurry to go back and said that the clouds in her pocket were going to rain, she did not dare to stay longer, so she told Wang Pingquan the direction of the meeting.

I picked up Liao Liaoyun and rushed home.

Quan Tong was left behind by her again, looking at her back and struggling to catch up.

Wang Pingquan and others wanted to go back and sort out the things they needed to bring when going out, and asked Quan Tong to stay in Fuqiu for one more day and talk to them about the rules of Chaowen.

Quan Tongxin said where are the rules in Chaowen? Barbaric development is their biggest rule.

When I flew back to Chaowen in the morning, there were already many fish ponds in the open space near the river.

Because it was made in a hurry, the fish pond looks a bit rough and varies in size and shape, but the scale is quite spectacular.

Zhuchen was very proud of Chaowen's speed, and the few clouds in her arms began to struggle to fly into the air. She eagerly released the dark clouds in her pockets, and it began to rain amidst the roar of thunder.

When the junior brother saw heavy clouds suddenly appearing in the sky, he knew that they were back. Yu Jian chased after them and encouraged Liao Liaoyun and Newe from below.

Zhuchen was afraid that his junior brother would be struck by lightning if he was too loud, so he quickly pulled him away.

"Can't you see the thunderous clouds above? Why don't you stand down lower? Do you like getting wet in the rain so much?"

In order to control the period of rain so that the rainwater falls smoothly into the fish pond, Liao Liuyun flies relatively low and the cloud pressure is relatively solid.

The purple light kept flashing, as fast as a meteor, and zigzagged downwards, as if it was only a foot away from the ground, shocking and dangerous.

The junior brother was scolded by her, grinned innocently, and squatted with her on the side of the road waiting for the rain to stop.

He tugged at Zhuchen's yellowed skirt with his hand. There were obvious mud stains on it: "Senior sister, why are you in such a mess?"

When Zhuchen thought of this, he felt excited: "What's this embarrassment? I've invited my husband back this time! Junior brother, when they arrive, you will study with them first."

"Do you want to learn swordsmanship?" Feng Changyin said, "Is there anyone more powerful than Master?"

Zhuchen: "Of course it's not about learning swordsmanship. It's about learning poetry and scriptures."

"Ah?" Feng Changyin suddenly cried out, "Don't want it anymore?!"

Pu Fengzong also has to learn these things every day, otherwise when his disciples go out, they won't even be able to speak nicely and they will appear to lose face.

Feng Changyin stopped taking this course after leaving the sect. He secretly thought it was beautiful and didn't want Zhuchen to bring him the bad news so soon.

Feng Changyin was about to cry. He leaned on Zhuchen's shoulder and shouted: "Senior sister! No! I am already an adult!"

Zhuchen said without any doubt: "I won't force you to memorize poems, but you have to know some common sense. You can't just think about practicing swordplay all day long. Even though Liao Lioyun is more advanced than you at such a young age, it's settled, no nonsense.

."

The sadness comes so quickly.

If he knew the price was so high, Feng Changyin would rather not have this fish pond!

He lay down on the ground and cried bitterly, trying to arouse Zhuchen's sympathy.

After waiting for a while in the morning, the rain did not subside, and the clothes on his body were sticky and uncomfortable, so he left him back to change clothes.

When she walked out of the wooden house, she saw Liang Hongluo leaning on a wooden stake in the courtyard like a melancholic adolescent, thinking about life.

Zhuchen looked around guiltily and made sure that Feng Buye was not at home today, so he dared to step forward and talk to him.

"Fellow Daoist Hongluo, are you in such a good mood to enjoy the breeze?" Zhuchen said in a good voice, "If you have nothing to do, can you do me a favor?"

Liang Hongluo slowly turned his head, with a gloomy face and deep eyes.

Only then did Zhuchen see a trace of purple at the corner of his mouth, and felt the wind around him become chilly.

She endured it and tried to pretend she didn't see it, but she still couldn't restrain her instinct and asked.

"Are you shaking your pussy?"

Liang Hongluo raised his eyebrows.

Zhuchen translated: "Do you need a spanking?"

Liang Hongluo was so angry that the veins on his neck popped out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you deserve a beating?"
Chapter completed!