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Chapter 22 Commendation(2/2)

, stupid and ridiculous.

One side is thriving, the other side is dead, that's about the difference.

But why? These people came from Yuyuan. Even what they owned was much less than the people of Yuyuan.

A monk asked in a low voice: "What is it that deserves them to be so happy?"

Just for those few shabby houses? If these narrow houses are placed in Yuyuan, no one would even care to live in them, right?

"Just be happy if you are happy, why do you need any reason?"

The sudden sound in Zhuchen made the young man tremble with fright.

Probably because the night was too soft, Zhuchen was not as scary in their eyes as before. But her cold and harsh way of enforcing the law was still hard to forget.

Zhuchen handed over the fruit plate in his hand and said, "If you want to eat it, come over and celebrate with everyone. How boring is it just to watch?"

The leading monk took the plate with both hands, lowered his eyes on the sliced ​​meat and fruits, and said lightly: "Spend."

Chaowen is so poor, I think they have to pay for all these things out of their own pockets.

Why bother? If you don’t cultivate the great path, you will waste your time on these ordinary people.

Zhuchen didn't take it seriously, waved his hand and left.

Zhuchen walked to the middle of the open space, and because there was no high platform, he stood directly on the Hanxu Sword.

She clapped her hands and announced that the commendation meeting was about to begin. Zhang Shiwen and others immediately came back noisily and sat down in the arranged seats.

Zhuchen walked around with his hands behind his hands, looking at the smiles on everyone's faces, and announced happily: "We are summoned today to congratulate Chaowen on the completion of the new residence. Comrades have worked hard in recent days!"

She took the lead in applauding, and everyone followed closely. Especially Zhang Shiwen and others, they clapped their hands hard, and their palms turned red.

Zhuchen first complimented the house on how beautiful it was and how well they drilled the well, and then looked forward to the future development.

Everyone was very excited. Although they thought those things were not worth mentioning, when she praised them, they became inexplicably proud.

Zhuchen waited for everyone to become quieter and continued: "In addition, we would like to thank Brother Yu Yuan who came to help. If it weren't for their help, we would not have been able to build more than fifty buildings in just a few days.

house."

Zhuchen raised his hand and pointed, and everyone's eyes turned around.

The young people who were standing in the corner, watching indifferently, were suddenly highlighted as the protagonists, and their bodies stiffened uncomfortably.

Their confused expressions made everyone laugh out loud.

He waved to them in the morning and motioned for them to come forward.

The monks Yu Yuan's eyes wandered and glared at each other, but their steps remained frozen in place. Finally, Zhao Gutai came over and pushed them to the front.

"It's just a ritual in life, don't be nervous." Zhuchen said with a smile, "Let us applaud and welcome!"

The atmosphere was getting lively, Zhang Shiwen and others clapped their hands very cooperatively, and their voices were no louder than before.

How has Brother Yu Yuan seen this battle before? Everyone's cheeks were red, and they didn't know how to place their hands and feet.

When they were working, they were actually very reluctant and rarely communicated with people in the morning. Even though they knew that the house was poorly built, they did not warn them.

Therefore, receiving such solemn thanks from everyone, they only felt that they deserved it.

Zhuchen smiled heartily: "There will be many things in the future that require us to share joys and sorrows. I know that you and the monks of the Yu Yuan Sect have old grievances. However, people who seek fame and reputation can be found everywhere. You should not generalize. If

As you can see, the fellow Taoists staying here today are all friends.

He is a kind and harmonious person. Although he is not good at words, he is actually brave and heroic. My Taoist friends have said that if you have any ideas about how to expand the house, you can go to them to discuss it. If you have other trivial matters, you want to communicate with Yu Yuan.

You can also ask them for help."

Yu Yuan's monks were startled, thinking that they had never agreed. However, amidst the waves of applause, the words of rebuttal seemed to be stuck in their throats and they could not come out.

They quietly looked at everyone's expressions. Seeing that their expressions were sincere and not fake, they felt complicated for a moment.

This feels a little strange, but...it doesn't seem bad?

The monks were so blown away that they felt as if they were falling into clouds and mist. At this time, Zhuchen raised his hand and someone immediately brought a box over.

Zhuchen signaled: "Fellow Taoists, go up and draw a prize. We will draw the prize together later."

The monks looked at her stupidly.

Zhuchen reminded: "There's a lottery. Go up and get a number. The person who wins the lottery can have my master teach me how to do swordsmanship. What, you don't want it?"

For them, only knowledge is valuable.

...No, knowledge is the greatest wealth!

The young people were stunned for a moment, and then felt dizzy from the surprise.

"Seriously?!"

Which sword cultivator in this world doesn’t want to receive some advice from Feng Buye? Let alone a nobody like them.

For them, this is a great opportunity!

Zhuchen urged: "Why are you lying to me? Do you want to smoke or not?"

Everyone immediately rushed forward and each took out a piece of wood from the box.

These strange-shaped pieces of wood were scraps picked up randomly from the ground every morning. The numbers written on them were stuffed directly into the box.

Feng Changyin raised his hands and shouted: "What about me? What about me!"

"Joining in for fun." Zhuchen said with a smile, "But you've been doing really well recently, so I'll reward you with a roast chicken."

Feng Changyin cheered with satisfaction: "Oh!"

Zhuchen invited the monks to come down, but these young people didn't want to go far, so they simply stood by the side.

Zhuchen had another box brought up and shouted: "Zhang Shiwen, bring someone up here to draw the prize."

Zhang Shiwen stood up with a smile and asked casually: "Xianjun, what reward do we have?"

Zhuchen said: "I can't trouble my master anymore, but I can ask my junior brother to teach you some breathing techniques."

Zhang Shiwen and others stopped in their tracks, raised their heads suddenly, and said in shock: "Is it an immortal method? Can we learn it too? Don't we have that talent?"

Zhuchen said: "Even if you have bad bones, you can still learn. Although you won't be able to learn well, it is good to keep fit. I see that you have worked hard in the past and your body has been worn out. You must have back pain in your daily life, right?"

"

Everyone smiled shyly: "I'm used to it, it's nothing."

Zhuchen also smiled: "It can be improved by learning to speak out. It's okay, come up."

In the eyes of Zhang Shiwen and others, the matter of cultivation is as mysterious as the sun in the sky. Even if it is just the method of breathing and breathing, it is extremely powerful.

They never thought that one day they would have the opportunity to learn Taoism from the Immortal Lord themselves.

Everyone stepped forward nervously and drew a wooden sign with their eyes closed. After taking a look at it, they held it firmly in their hands and returned to their seats.
Chapter completed!
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