On the mountain road, Zhang Yifang and You Yixiu were in front of them and had just arrived in front of the Sanqing Temple.

Zhao Yingxiong was full of joy and was playing with a pair of gold bracelets in his hands. Zhang Yifang also had a happy face, his hands were empty, and he didn't hold anything in his hands. The rest were like this, his hands were empty, and only Zhao Yingxiong was holding a bracelet in his hands.

Master Hengkong, who had originally gone out together, was not among them.

"Junior Brother Zhao is really a pedantic person. Are you really afraid that Senior Brother will hide your bracelet?" Chu Yimeng looked contemptuous: "You are a frank and honest person, but you are a gentleman with the heart of a villain. No wonder Senior Sister Duoduo fell in love with you?"

"Senior Sister"

Zhao Yingxiong was unhappy: "No, aunt, you have been sarcastic all the way. Should you take a break?"

"hey-hey"

Chu Yimeng sneered and turned around and walked into Sanqingguan: "You are not fun at all, just a joke. Are you angry? It's better to appreciate your nephew's fun, at least you know how to cooperate."

Everyone smiled. They were dull all the way, but who knew that Chu Yimeng and Zhao Yingxiong had a fight. Although Zhao Yingxiong was not young, he had been idiots for more than 20 years, but he couldn't say that Chu Yimeng was so disappointed all the way.

"If you taste that kid, you will know how to flatter and flatter, just take a picture of a little girl." Zhao Yingxiong curled his lips: "It's a pity that your tasting nephew is now in seclusion."

In the end, Tianjizi did not announce to everyone that the big things turned into small things, and the small things turned into nothing, and it was left unresolved. In name, tasting was imprisoned in confinement, but in fact it was to find a quiet place to practice.

As a practitioner, being imprisoned is not a bad thing. Sometimes, it is an inevitable way to hone your mind and improve your state of mind.

"Okay, Junior Brother Zhao, go in." Zhang Yifang smiled slightly. There was no conflict of interest between the brothers. At least now, there was no conflict of interest between them. The number of disciples in Huxin Island was small, and any benefits could be evenly distributed. Moreover, as the sect leader, the master never favored any sect. Even the Sanqing Temple, as the master's personal disciple, did not receive special care.

There may be little conflicts between the brothers or jokes between them, and it is no big deal.

At least, Zhang Yifang believes that this is much better than being dull.

"Since I went up the mountain, I have not been so lively during the Chinese New Year." Zhang Yifang sighed slightly: "It's just a pity that Junior Brother Cheng cannot come if he has something to do. Junior Brother Cheng has achieved success in his studies. The agreed time with his master has come, but he is traveling outside."

Cheng Yiyan did not graduate. In the past two years, Cheng Yiyan always skipped classes or traveled outside, and actually got the title of a masked young man. Because he had not been to school for a long time, he had been expelled long ago.

I thought Cheng Yiyan would return to the Sanqing to watch the New Year during the Chinese New Year. I don’t know if it was because of this reason, Cheng Yiyan was afraid of Zhang Daoran’s punishment, so he did not come back.

Cheng Yiyan is not particularly familiar with the Taoist paths in the middle of the lake. Especially with the disciples such as Chu Yimeng who had just joined the middle of the lake, they have never met each other. Chu Yimeng’s impression of Cheng Yimeng is just a one-time encounter.

When the Taoists entered the Sanqing Temple, You Yixiu had already prepared dinner. Chu Yimeng was young and didn't think about playing, and he was busy with You Yixiu. The Kundao of Qingzhai Daoan was also busy with him.

The Taoists sat under the old peach tree, and did not know whether they were intentional or unintentional, so they did not make the stone pier that Zhang Daoran often sat on.

Zhang Yifang was full of emotion and looked at the Tao: "At the beginning, there was only me and my master in Sanqing Temple, as well as the big dragon, that is, the current junior brother Long Yiquan, and the old wolf."

"At that time, the old wolf was only a little human and had not yet escaped the ferocity of the wolf. The dragon was already hibernating, and there were only masters and I. I remember that I had just joined the master's school, and it happened to be during the Chinese New Year. I and I stood in front of the Taoist temple, looking at the fireworks on the east bank, eating simple meals, and the New Year passed."

"At that time, I never expected that our lake island would grow and grow slowly. I would have so many senior brothers and sisters, so many junior brothers and sisters. Sanqing Temple has never been as lively as this year's New Year."

Zhang Yifang's words were sensational: "The master decided that this New Year, the lake island will gather together to celebrate the festival together. Not only that, the funds will be allocated to the various expenses of the lake island. By next year, in May, the lotus bushes around each island will be an income. At that time, we will be even more abundant."

Although the lake island is not crowded, its expenses are very large.

The island in the middle of the lake is not just about the consumption of food and drink. As a practitioner, such as the amount of jade, brushes, and yellow talisman paper, all kinds of expenses are currently paid for by Sanqingguan, and it is not a small amount in a year.

The annual income of Lake Island is only the lotus around Lake Island.

Life is very tight, so everyone was still a little happy to hear this news.

"By the way, senior brother"

Zhao Yingxiong suddenly asked, "The red gourd on your waist is the magic weapon of space?"

So far, few people have this red-skinned gourd on the island of Lake. Zhang Yifang has one, Taoist Master Hengkong, and Taoist Master Fengchen has one. Now, the other disciples of the entire island of Lake of Lake, do not have this red-skinned gourd.

"This is a space magic weapon, which was refined by the master himself. I remember the master once said that when you enter the realm of cultivation, you can use this space magic weapon, and the master will also prepare it for you disciples who have already entered the Tao."

Holding the red-skinned gourd in his hand, Zhang Yifang smiled on his face: "There is space inside the gourd. Although it is not big, it is not small. So, the things we bought this time are all inside."

Zhang Yifang introduced this magic weapon, but did not notice that there was no one sitting on the stone pier that was deliberately given up. Zhang Yifang took a few steps back and sat on it.

"We bought some foods, Junior Sister Hao Qing, you can keep these snacks for you, and we will eat them again when we are old." Shaking the red-skinned gourd in my hand, there were a lot of snacks in front of me, and the number was so large that even Zhang Yifang was shocked: "There are so many?"

More than just many, they have piled up like mountains

The thought entered the red-skinned gourd, Zhang Yifang opened his mouth and smiled bitterly: "Okay, no wonder Junior Brother Zhao's two bracelets are helpless. It turns out that the gourd space has occupied no place."

There were too many things to buy, Zhang Yifang pondered: "Forget it, except for some vegetables and fruits, the rest of the things are left here in my path."

"Now, we should reach out and help the second junior brother prepare the meal. Brother Zhao, please take the uncle and uncle over, and junior sister Meng Xi from Qingzhai Daoan."

Zhang Yifang was about to get up after he finished the explanation, but suddenly he felt that under his butt, he felt like a layer of glue was applied to him and he couldn't stand up. Not only that, Zhang Yifang suddenly felt that under his butt, he felt like it was on fire.

Zhang Yifang's face turned pale, and in a hurry, he subconsciously shouted: "Master, help me."
Chapter completed!