Danfeng healed his wounds for three days.
As soon as he got up, Zhao Changfeng's voice came over and said in a rather concerned tone: "You are awake.
What happened if you are so seriously injured?"
Danfeng recalled for a moment, recalling several brushes with death, and couldn't help but get a little excited, and then recounted the details of his trip to Shanghai.
Zhao Changfeng was also quite indignant, and said helplessly: "The world of cultivation is like this.
There are always some morally corrupt people who bully the weak.
You should be more careful when you go out in the future, and remember not to reveal your wealth."
Danfeng agreed and nodded seriously.
It had been nearly ten years since the two met again.
They all sighed with emotion.
As they exchanged glasses for each other, they talked about their respective opportunities and growth over the years, and they were filled with emotion.
Danfeng also mentioned the matter of the mark of consciousness, and Zhao Changfeng also investigated it for him, and he actually found it, which was attached to a strand of hair on the back of Danfeng's head.
Although he was angry, he laughed heartily: "If you can still embarrass me physically, just cut off your hair."
Zhao Changfeng really admired Danfeng's free and cheerful character.
After taking care of it on his behalf, he once again gave some guidance on cultivation.
After repeatedly reminding him that he must contact him in three years, both parties stood up and said goodbye.
After going down the mountain, Danfeng used his spiritual consciousness to search for the traces of Tears of the Stars.
Strangely, he found them in a small town at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.
The fat man was originally told to wait at the foot of the mountain.
Could something have happened?
Danfeng rushed to the town in a hurry, and Danfeng sighed speechlessly.
In a teahouse, I saw a young man with outstanding grace and unparalleled elegance, leaning on the seat.
His crazy eyes were scanning the crowd, shaking his legs happily.
The unstoppable demonic aura all over his body was flowing freely within a hundred meters around him.
The originally bright and warm autumn sun naturally made people feel chilly when he got close to the young man.
Danfeng stepped into the teahouse in two or two steps and shouted at him: "In this land of sects, you are so good, you are not afraid of being taken in by others."
The fat man ignored it and said: "Girl, isn't my brother handsome?"
He was directly slapped to the ground by Dan Feng, which attracted countless admiring voices: "You are a standard female man, that boy is unlucky."
Dan Feng also seemed not to have heard of it, picked up the fat man's collar, and left the town.
At night, after taking the fat man back, he rode Xiaoqing and rushed back to the town.
It was still dark, Danfeng stood on the roof of his house, lost in thought Over the past few years, I have been too mindful of things in the human world.
Although cultivating immortality does not mean breaking up love, being trapped in the mortal world and unable to meditate is like being in Longhui Canyon and being controlled by inner demons.
The kindness of parents should be repaid, and the kindness of copycats should be repaid.
How should cultivation progress?
During this trip, I almost lost my life.
The world of cultivation is so cruel, and strength should be the basis for protecting what you want to protect.
"That's right."
Danfeng secretly made up his mind.
After the road construction in the village was completed, he decided to stay in seclusion for a while and secretly plan the road construction.
Building roads for villages is a major event, and it does not require money.
It must obtain the consent, support, and planning of relevant departments.
I am not good at handling interpersonal relationships, so the most suitable person is Luo Shimao, who is currently living in a small town.
As for the handling of money, you need to find someone you trust to supervise it, and you need to have some cultural foundation, so as not to be unable to help and add trouble.
After my relatives were eliminated one by one, after much deliberation, Liu Guangcai was the most suitable, but I still had to seek their opinions.
That night, Danfeng had been sitting cross-legged on the roof of the building, meditating, contemplating, until the morning sun shone on her smooth forehead, she squinted her eyes slightly, moved her lotus steps lightly, and walked towards the winery.
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As soon as Hajime stepped into the winery, his parents were shocked.
Wang Ying laughed and cursed: "You are so elusive, you want to scare people to death."
Danfeng giggled and said, "I don't want you anymore, so I'll just come back."
Another scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety reappeared.
After chatting with each other for a while, Danfeng got up and walked towards Luo Shimao's home.
Wang Ying's angry voice came from behind: "This stinky girl stays away from home all day long.
When she comes home, she runs out."
Danfeng couldn't help but stick out his tongue and giggled, "I'll be back soon."
When we arrived at Luo Shimao's home, Tingting happened to be there, and she complained dissatisfiedly: "Master, you can't leave me behind next time you go out."
"Oh, I don't appreciate it because I want you to be separated from your family for many years, leaving you with time alone.
It's better that you blame me instead."
Danfeng replied with some dissatisfaction, causing Tingting to giggle.
"Uh-huh, I thank you, master, for your kindness."
He said with a slight smile, quite like a harem queen, which made Danfeng laugh for a while.
After exchanging pleasantries, he directly explained his intention to Luo Shimao, but he unexpectedly agreed readily.
Danfeng was very happy and took out the phone and had a long conversation with Liu Guangcai on the phone.
He did not object.
He only said that Liu Tao and Yingbao's wedding was approaching and they would discuss it when they got married.
After hearing this, I was extremely surprised.
No wonder I didn’t know that my parents had not seen each other for less than ten minutes.
They ran out.
They must have not rushed to tell me that it was not the case.
I was immediately happy for Yingbao.
After all, lovers finally get married.
When I hung up the phone, I found more than ten missed calls.
When I opened the phone, I found that most of them were Fang Zhitian’s number.
Danfeng was confused, said goodbye to Tingting's family, walked out of the room, and called back.
"Are you okay?"
Fang Zhitian's voice sounded a little anxious.
Although he was surprised, he still whispered back: "Well, he's not dead yet."
After a brief silence, Fang Zhitian suddenly joked: "Disciple, just stay alive, take good care of yourself, and tie up the line for the master."
A "beep" sound came from the phone, which made Danfeng angry and also found it funny.
In fact, Danfeng didn't know that when he received her call that day, Fang Zhitian anxiously took his old man to the airport.
However, when he arrived at the airport, Danfeng had been chased all the way to the edge of Qingcheng.
Danfeng walked slowly towards the medical clinic.
This was also a relationship that she had to settle.
She was cared for by her uncle's family when she was young.
She had nothing to do recently, so she wanted to give her cousin some advice.
Besides, I won’t go to the hospital for consultation in the future, but I handed over more than fifty jade pendants for rejuvenating Yang, so I have to deal with the consequences, right?
After arriving at the medical center, while chatting with his uncle, he expressed his thoughts and handed over sixty Yang-Returning Pills that he had re-refined recently.
This elixir is not only useful for serious injuries, but also has the effect of turning the living and dead into bones for mortals.
He handed over several bottles of ginseng elixir and several packets of Biluo powder, explaining its effects one by one, making them treasure it.
Yingbao's wedding was scheduled for half a month later.
When her sister got married, she would choose a day to retreat.
During the past half month, in addition to three meals a day and night practice, she was guiding Zhang Ruichen's medical skills.
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Especially in the art of acupuncture, Zhang Ruichen is somewhat better than his master. sjgsf0916: