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Chapter 119 Old Daoist
"Ok?"

The Taoist priest below was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then looked at Fang Zelin above with some doubts.

He hesitated for a moment in his heart, but saw that Fang Zelin's temperament was somewhat similar to that of his master.

Immediately nodded and walked towards the restaurant.

Seeing the Taoist priest coming up downstairs, Fang Zelin immediately called Xiao Er and brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

After setting it up, waiting for the other party to come forward, Fang Zelin stretched out his hand to signal the other party to sit down.

After seeing this, the Taoist made a salute before sitting down.

Fang Zelin picked up the flagon and poured him a glass of wine.

"Good wine, Chun Yindu?"

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the wine in front of him, and didn't taste it immediately, but picked up the wine glass and sniffed the taste inside, and then said with emotion.

Fang Zelin nodded when he heard the words, and put down the jug in his hand.

"It's also the first time I've been to this Jiangxing mansion, and I heard Xiao Er said that he looks very famous, so I ordered a pot to try it."

Just order a pot and try it?
Hearing this, the old Taoist showed a complex look on his face, "I think the poor Taoist has heard the reputation of this wine for a long time, but he doesn't have much money on him, and now he can taste one or two with the help of Your Excellency."

After finishing speaking, the old man sniffed the aroma of the wine, and then took a sip.

After a while, there was a gleam in his eyes, and he drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

After a while, like Fang Zelin before, he exclaimed in admiration, "Good wine!"

Fang Zelin smiled when he saw this, the wine was really good.

Seeing the appearance of the old man in front of him, Fang Zelin hesitated for a moment, but decided to go straight.

"This time I invite fellow daoists to come up, but I want to ask a question or two about something."

"Oh?"

The old Taoist already knew that Fang Zelin invited him up for a purpose, but he didn't know what the purpose was.

Now hearing the words, I feel even more puzzled, but I don't know what the person in front of me wants to ask himself.

"Pindao drank you a glass of wine, but if you have any questions, Pindao will try to reply to you."

Hearing this, Fang Zelin immediately relaxed a little, glanced left and right, saw that no one was paying attention, and then asked in a low voice.

"Your Excellency should also be an immortal cultivator, right?"

"Ok?"

The hand of the old Taoist who raised the chopsticks trembled suddenly at this moment, and his face changed slightly in an instant.

Then he raised his head abruptly, "What are you talking about?"

Seeing the other party's reaction, Fang Zelin was stunned for a moment, guessing wrong?
"I see that there seems to be a fluctuation of spiritual power in your kit, so it must be a cultivator, right?"

Fang Zelin said with some confusion.

He hasn't been in contact with other immortal cultivators yet, and to be honest, he really doesn't know how to distinguish them clearly.

Hearing this, the old Taoist breathed heavily for a moment, and then looked Fang Zelin up and down.

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist is also an immortal cultivator."

"But looking at the appearance of Fellow Daoist, you must have traveled here too, right?"

At this moment, the old Taoist expression relaxed a little, then stroked his beard, and looked at Fang Zelin with an expression of appreciation.

At this moment, he even called him a Taoist friend.

Fang Zelin was overjoyed when he heard the words, "That's right, Fellow Daoist has sharp eyes, you can see it at a glance."

Looking at this appearance, I really found the immortal cultivator!

Seeing this, the old Taoist felt relieved to eat and drink now.

As early as a long time ago, he had listened to his master's teaching that most of the people who cultivated immortals were those with pure natures.

If he is not of pure nature, he will not be led into the Taoist sect by other immortal cultivators.

If you meet other cultivators, feel free to speak up if you have difficulties, and if you meet juniors, try your best to support them.

Right now, it seems that the person in front of him is also an apprentice accepted by some senior, and now he has put down the mountain to practice.

It was a coincidence that we met today.

But if this is the case, you can eat and drink with confidence.

They are all fellow Taoists, so eating and drinking is not a problem.

"This old man should have entered Taoism a few years before you. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

The old Taoist smiled, picked up the jug on the side and poured himself a glass, and then drank.

At this moment, he completely regarded Fang Zelin in front of him as a junior, with a hint of reassurance in his heart.

Fang Zelin was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately asked, "If you don't know, do you know, when my generation is practicing, how are the cultivation realms divided?"

"Division of realm? It is naturally divided according to Taoism."

The old Taoist replied while drinking fine wine.

This fellow Taoist, it must be too early to be put down to practice, and he doesn't even know such things.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

But after thinking about it, I understand.

Presumably the other party's aptitude is poor, so I put it down as soon as possible to practice and have a look.

It is really divided according to Taoism.

Fang Zelin wrote down the matter when he heard the words, and after thinking about it, he asked, "When I was practicing, I entered a towering mountain. What is that mountain? Where is it?"

This is the most confusing thing for Fang Zelin since he practiced.

I have practiced for nearly two years, but I don't know what mountain this mountain is.

"That mountain is called Wenwen Mountain."

The old Taoist replied immediately after hearing the words.

How could he not know this mountain?How many fellow Taoists may not be able to enter this mountain once in their entire lives.

Only by stepping into this mountain can one be regarded as a true immortal cultivator.

asked the mountain.
The name is very apt!
Practice asked
Hearing the name, Fang Zelin felt suddenly enlightened.

Then he took the initiative to ask, "Then entering this mountain, does it mean that the practice is one step closer? In the words of 'storytelling', immortals, moving, moving into the mountains."

Forehead?
storytelling?Is that the Taoist scripture?But you've never heard of it?

Immortal, move?Move into the mountains?It's quite apt
The old Taoist felt a little dizzy when he heard the words at this moment, but he remembered that his master had never mentioned this matter to him.

What he said about Wenwen Mountain was a bit surprised by what the other party said.

But if you think about it carefully, is what the other party said more appropriate?

Thinking about it in my heart, I think this must be what the other party's master said.

With his current knowledge and practice, it is difficult to deny what the other master said, and what the other master said is not wrong.

Thinking of this, the old Taoist nodded immediately, "I understand so well, it's exactly the same."

What the senior said, the old Taoist naturally did not dare to correct one or two things, and even nodded in agreement.

A smile appeared on the corner of Fang Zelin's mouth when he heard the words. Speaking of which, he has been cultivating all the way, and he hasn't made any mistakes.

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin heaved a sigh of relief, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it down.

"Does fellow Taoist know anything else that needs to be paid attention to in terms of practice? For example, is there a bottleneck on the way to practice? Or is there any magic that can teach you a thing or two?"

Fang Zelin was very happy when he finally found a person who practiced and solved puzzles.

(End of this chapter)