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Volume 4, Demonic Valley and Spiritual Valley, Chapter 183: Grand Dinner at Chunyang Temple

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    Speaking of having a lot of time, in the blink of an eye, the New Year is over.

    Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, and on the last day of this year, heavy snowflakes are falling from the sky again, making the sky and the earth dance in white.

    Jiang Le calculated that it had been more than half a year since he met his master Mao Xiaofang and started on the road.

    In the past six months, it is no exaggeration to say that life has been turned upside down.

    An originally ordinary family transformed into a monastic sect, took in several little demons, and moved to the mountains.

    And the most incredible thing is that Jiang Le went from an ordinary high school student who was afraid of ghosts to a little Taoist master in the Tongmai realm.

    The Tongmai realm is one of several realms among ascetics, neither above nor below, and is an ordinary level.

    "However, in this age of Dharma Ending, it is extremely rare for a Taoist master to have the cultivation level of Tongmai Realm.

    Jiang Le turned from an ordinary person into a Taoist master in half a year. Jiang Le was very happy, but could not be proud.

    Ninety percent of the credit for his success belongs to the money. The remaining 10% must be divided into eight points and credited to Master Mao Xiaofang. The remaining two points can be regarded as the result of his own efforts.

    ¡°Looking at it this way, there is nothing to be proud of.

    And what makes Jiang Le proud is Chunyang Temple.

    Generations of teachers have wanted to create a mountain gate and pass on the Taoism.  But due to various reasons, it could not be achieved.

    But this wish was fulfilled by myself, and it was done well.  This is something Jiang Le is proud of.

    Today is the Chinese New Year.

    In the neighboring city of Qingyang, the sky is full of fireworks and full of joy.

    Although Chunyang Temple is in the mountains, it does not intend to live in poverty.

    As early as three days ago, Jiang Hua started to prepare for the New Year. On this New Year¡¯s Eve, the entire Taoist temple was hung with dozens of red lanterns.  Couplets are pasted on the walls of the concierge, and the red color brings a bit of joy to the cold mountains.

    At noon, a large round table had been prepared in the open space outside the Chunyangguan canteen.

    The table was filled with spiritual vegetables, and dozens of jars of spiritual monkey wine were poured beside the table.  The fragrance fills the air.  Attracting all the Bodhi Tea Trees, Xiaobai and the others lay down on the stools early, drooling.

    But today is obviously different, because the terrible teacher Jiang Hua actually gave them a holiday for seven days!

    ¡°So generous, it¡¯s obviously a big day.  Xiaobai and others did not dare to be presumptuous, lest they offend the terrifying teacher Jiang Hua, they would cancel the holiday, which would be tragic.

    "Okay, everyone, please be quiet, I have something to say."

    Mom Jiang Hua informed me that the luncheon was ready.  Jiang Le said.

    He is going to talk about the hardships of starting a business, express his joy, and look forward to a bright future.

    Well, it was mainly because Jiang Le saw the grace of the school leader speaking on the stage when he was in school, and he was envious and had a small wish.

    Although there are not many listeners today, there is still a scene. It is the best time to speak.

    Hear the words.  Xiaobai, Yinyin, Jiji, and Dahong who were wrapped in a water balloon by Mao Xiaofang and came to attend the luncheon all looked at Jiang Le seriously.

    Jiang Le smiled with satisfaction and continued with a serious face: "Seven months ago, our Chunyang Temple was founded, with only a basic hall, housing, and simple illusion formations. Seven months later, our Chunyang Temple has expanded its protection  The two major projects of Mountain Formation and Trial Illusion Formation are the rapid progress of our Chunyang Temple and the beginning of our bright future.¡±

    Having said this, Jiang Le paused.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    There was a sudden sound.

    Jiang Le was stunned, did anyone really applaud?  Is this a way to save face?

    Turning his head to look, he suddenly saw a black line.

    I saw the Bodhi tea tree waving its roots and beating hard against the ground.  It seemed like they were applauding.

    This old tree spirit is quite good at flattering!  But does this Taoist priest care about this?  Do you need such flattery?

    With a smile and secretly scorning the Bodhi Tea Tree, Jiang Le continued: "Today is a big day for mortals. This day should have nothing to do with us as cultivators, but we are not gods, we are also part of this human world.  It¡¯s the Chinese New Year, let¡¯s just follow the customs and feel the atmosphere of the biggest festival in the world, so that we can relax and prepare for better development next year. Now, let¡¯s start dinner.¡±

    "Squeak, squeak!"

    "Uh-huh, uh-huh."

    "Chirp, chirp!"

    The little ones were jumping for joy. They were pure-minded and ignorant. They had no idea what Jiang Le said.

    But they understood Jiang Le¡¯s last sentence, ¡°Let¡¯s eat,¡± and they almost formed a conditioned reflex.With a cheer, the children rushed forward. Even Dahong, the most stable fish demon, lay down on a plate of mushrooms and took a bite of them, eating them happily.

    The Bodhi Tea Tree is the most stable. It didn't care about those spiritual vegetables. Instead, it stretched out a few roots and got into several jars of monkey wine. In the blink of an eye, the monkey wine dropped quickly.

    However, after several jars of monkey wine were empty, the Bodhi tea tree suddenly began to stagger and sway.

    Jiang Le was secretly surprised to see this look, a drunken tree?  Who has seen it?

    While everyone was enjoying the feast, Mao Xiaofang walked up to Jiang Le, handed him a glass of monkey wine, and said with a smile, "When are you leaving?"

    Jiang Le knew that the master was talking about trials.

    Not to mention slaying demons, but also the spiritual energy of the master. It has been consumed too much in the two major projects of protecting the mountain formation and the trial phantom formation. If it continues like this, it will probably take less than a year to reach the small spiritual realm that I have worked so hard to create.  About to collapse.

    Chunyang Temple will lose the cover of the mysterious formation, exposing Chunyang Temple, which outsiders think is strong but is actually very weak, to the eyes of those ambitious martial arts cultivators.

    The crisis has not been resolved yet, Jiang Le still needs to work hard!

    Jiang Le took a sip of the Monkey Wine, letting the spiciness containing rich spiritual energy irritate his throat, and the spiritual energy dispersed, making his body comfortable and energetic.

    "I knew I couldn't hide it from Master, so I planned to set off in three days." Jiang Le said seriously.

    Mao Xiaofang frowned and said thoughtfully: "Stay a few more days. Once you leave, you don't know when you will come back."

    Jiang Le shook his head and said: "Leaving early or leaving late is the same. My heart has already moved, and there is no point in staying."

    Mao Xiaofang stopped trying to persuade him.  He raised his glass and said: "Then I won't send you off. I will also prepare to retreat starting tomorrow, and strive to complete the illusion of the trial illusion array as soon as possible, so that future disciples will have a complete training place."

    Jiang Le clinked glasses with a smile: "Master and disciple are united, and their sharpness can break through gold."

    At a luncheon, everyone in the Chunyang Sect had a great time. In the end, except for Jiang Hua, who didn't drink, and Mao Xiaofang, who couldn't get drunk, Jiang Le and other children, including Bodhi Tea Tree, were all drunk.

    After getting drunk, he started to drink like crazy.

    Drowsily, the Bodhi tea tree wandered into the Yulong Lake. Feeling the coolness of the lake, it happily planted its roots at the bottom of the water, with half of its body soaked in the water.

    The red carp is red, lying on the branches of the Bodhi tea tree, with only its tail swinging back and forth in the water.

    The little white fox and Yinyin Jiji rushed into the trial illusion array in the woods crazily, fell asleep after entering, and were sent out of the array by the transformed enemy with a knife in their sleep.

    Only Jiang Le showed some restraint, but with such a good festive atmosphere, the disciples were all so proud. As a master, he was too embarrassed to commit a foul and force out the alcohol. In the end, he couldn't help but cut his own neck with a knife.  His vision went dark and he fainted.
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