"Hey, you're back." Fang Chang smiled and said, "It seems that our two protagonists have encountered a lot of trouble."

He once lent this little jade sword to the two protagonists of this catastrophe, scholar Liu Yuande and female hero Yu Qingling. This sword can help them withstand three dangers and will fly back later.

It is also easy to use. After encountering irresistible dangers, you just need to take out the knife and throw it out.

After three chances, the knife will fly back.

Now the knife has returned to his hands, proving that the two protagonists have encountered dangers that they cannot resist three times. It seems that the journey after they go south, or after they leave southern Xinjiang, is not peaceful.

Calculate the time, Hu Xueqiu and his wife should have already arrived at a safe place in southern Xinjiang. I don’t know where Yu Qingling and Liu Yuande have already been escorted.

After all, as the protagonists of the Great Tribulation, they have huge luck and cause and effect, and their whereabouts and locations cannot be counted.

But I think they are safe now. After all, Fang Chang has had the opportunity to observe the celestial phenomena at night in the past two years. Since the clues in the world have emerged, although the celestial phenomena have removed a large part of the fog covered on it, they have changed extremely violently. From the conversation with the mountain god Zhang Chun, I learned that this situation is a major crisis that has not been encountered in thousands of years.

If the protagonist of the great catastrophe has encountered an unexpected situation, the celestial phenomena will inevitably change drastically. Although the trajectory is turbulent, it is controllable, which proves that Yu Qingling and Liu Yuande are still alive. Moreover, it seems that they have begun to move towards the center of the vortex and are about to reach the peak of the wave peak of the world's general trend to lead the situation.

After coming back to his senses, Fang Chang put the little jade knife that he hadn't seen for a long time into his pocket and prepared to make a new scabbard. Because when the knife flew back, it was the third time that it was unsheathed to resist the danger, and did not fly the scabbard back with it.

This time he is planning to change the materials and no longer use bark.

After so many years of hunting in Yunzhong Mountain, he has accumulated a lot of skin in his hands and made a skin sheath.

Seeing that A Niu was still waiting quietly by his side, Fang Chang smiled and led his disciples to the boardwalk to leave the center of the pond: "I lent this knife to two good people when I went down the mountain last time. They will experience many risks, and I want to help him."

"Aniu, after you go down the mountain, you must be careful of this great disaster in the world. If someone invites you to join, you must think more about it, ask them clearly, and don't go against their original intentions. If possible, you should still find a peaceful place, live like an ordinary person, and slowly find your own way."

A Niu nodded: "Disciple knows."

They walked to the shed, picked up two brooms, handed one of them to A Niu, and then they started working together.

Fang Changbian slowly cleaned and continued, "It's still a while before I go down the mountain again. You have to think more about these days. Anyway, it's still a long time. After all, you also have experience in living in the world. You can imagine where to go and what to do after you go down the mountain."

Then he stopped, held the broom handle and looked at the temple that had already been put into use next to him, laughing:

"The teacher has already figured out what name to give it. Since it is difficult to decide for the time being, it is called "Wu Ming". At worst, if you have a better name in the future, you can change it and then re-create it at most."

A Niu was on the side, feeling that he couldn't get in, and just silently swept the floor.

The Fangmao stood on the pond and thought of many alternative names. For example, although the name Xianyu Temple is appropriate, it is too destructive to the style of the cliff, so it is abandoned. The rest are free, knowing autumn, inaction, clear and delicate, spiritual spring, etc. are too vulgar.

On the contrary, the Wuming Palace is not very appropriate, but it is quite generous.

After all, "the most powerful man is selfless, the gods are unproductive, and the saints are nameless", and at worst, they can change their names in the future.

He moved the broom in his hand again, and then said to A Niu: "We will go to the foot of the mountain later, transplant some bamboos and plant them in front of and behind the Wuming Temple. If there is bamboo, it will be good, and then make the plaque."

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Although it is cut down every year, the scale of the bamboo forest on the hillside has not been reduced.

After all, bamboo grows very fast. After bamboo shoots break through the ground and show their tips, they often rise one or two people in two or three days. Compared with fast-growing trees, I don’t know how strong it is.

Choose Hsinchu and cut it diagonally, leave seven or eight sections and branches and leaves above, tie it up and carry it back to the cliff, and then cut it into the soil before and after, take root after watering, and it is very convenient to transplant.

Fang Chang also cut dozens of large bamboos along the way, but did not remove the branches and leaves. He tied them up and carried them up the mountain to replenish the inventory of bamboo poles on the cliff.

However, the bamboo bundle is too huge. Although it is as light as a feather under the power of a square long magic, it has to go around from the back cliff. After all, the plank road is narrow and has limited load bearing, so it is inconvenient to turn. Even according to the plank road, the part of the plank road will be dug into a corridor in the future, and such a large bundle cannot pass.

It takes time for the small bamboo forest in front and behind Wuming Hall to grow, but the existing branches and leaves on the cutting sections are quite impressive, but there are not many bamboo joints exposed on the ground, which looks a bit short.

When doing the plaque, Fang Chang just chose the wooden board in the shed, and after writing, he handed it over to A Niu to complete it.

During this period of training and experience, A Niu has become a versatile expert. No matter whether he is a carpenter or a tiler, he will go to a lot of things. Fang Chang feels that if he put him down the mountain now, even if he is just an ordinary person, he will not be hungry to this extent.

"Okay, just nail it like this."

Fang Chang said to A Niu who was standing on the ladder. The latter was nailing the plaque to the hall door with a hammer and a large bronze nail. They were all with cultivation and would not be crooked. Instead, Fang Chang needed to determine the height and low position.

After a few nails, Aniu jumped off the ladder and took the wooden ladder on his shoulder.

Then the master and apprentice retreated together, and from a little further away, the effect of the building after complete completion was seen.

"Yeah, not bad."

Fang Chang smiled, and Liu Aniu next to him nodded in agreement.

This nameless temple is full of materials and is very grand.

It is based on soil, stone as steps, wooden columns and brick walls, green tiles and eaves. The most conspicuous part is the regular and bright glass windows, and the plaque with the word "nameless" written above the main door.

A Niu went and put the ladder back into the shed.

Fang Chang walked in slowly.

There is not much furnishing inside the main entrance, only a few chairs and a few tables, each of which is sufficiently made of materials, but due to the lack of paint, it is obvious that the wood is the true color of the wood. Several homemade teapots and tea cups are placed on the table in a mess. The Wuming Temple does not need to be worshipped, but it looks like a simple reception room.

When you enter next to you, you will find a square living room.

There is a desk next to the window, with an inkstone pen holder on it. The sunlight from the south shines in, illuminating the paper on the table. There is a bookshelves and wardrobe next to it, and there is a real bed with old bedding on it, which is neatly stacked. As usual, there are some wooden blocks on the wall, and debris such as hats are hung.
Chapter completed!