Sir, please stop

Chapter 134
When I went out, I held the mind of playing all the way, and visited many mountains, rivers and rivers.

By the time I went back, it was already late autumn.

It took more than a month, and when Fang Zelin returned to Anzi County, it was already winter.

The weather is a little bit cold, and there is no snow yet, but the flowers and plants on the eaves are already frosty.

"curator."

After Fang Zelin came to the martial arts hall in Anzi County with Cheng Xiao on his back, he saw the martial arts hall.

"you are?"

The curator looked at Fang Zelin, and was taken aback for a moment, then saw that Fang Zelin looked familiar, and immediately remembered Fang Zelin.

"It's you!"

The curator also recalled Fang Zelin at this moment, "What's the matter? You have been studying in my martial arts school for less than a month, and you have made great progress. It's a pity that you left after that."

Fang Zelin's aptitude is excellent, because of this, he still remembers Fang Zelin quite clearly.

"I came here this time mainly to make an apology. I learned the Yufeng swordsmanship in your high school before, and then I learned it and taught others privately. This is my fault."

The curator of the martial arts gym is a middle-aged man, with a bit of weather on his face, but at first glance, it is a bit more peaceful, not so sharp.

Hearing Fang Zelin's apology, Wuguan was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing after hearing it.

"I don't know what happened, it turned out to be this."

After asking Fang Zelin to sit down, the curator asked someone to pour another cup of tea, "The Yufeng swordsmanship is not a brilliant swordsmanship, the martial arts instructors focus on imparting experience, and the swordsmanship is taught as soon as it is taught. "

"Which one of the people who left the martial arts hall did not teach this sword technique to their relatives or heirs, and some even opened the martial arts hall themselves."

Fang Zelin was startled when he heard the words, "So that sword technique is not rare?"

"Of course." The curator apologized to Fang Zelin because of this matter, and he had a lot of affection for Fang Zelin in his heart, and he didn't hide it when he heard the words.

"The unique skills in the museum are only taught by personal disciples. As for the others, they are just some low-level martial arts."

It turned out to be the case.

When Fang Zelin heard this, he immediately understood.

"Therefore, there is no need for the apology you said. It is something you spent money to learn. When you were learning it, there was no saying that this method could not be taught. Only some unique skills are only taught to disciples and not to others."

The curator waved his hand, signaling Fang Zelin not to worry about it.

What makes money in the restaurant is actually the medicinal soup.

It's just that someone spread the learned swordsmanship, if you want to be strong, you still have to buy medicinal soup.

The main reason why his martial arts gym has been open for so long is because of this medicinal soup.

"If that's the case, then I will retire."

Hearing this, Fang Zelin stood up and prepared to leave.

The curator nodded upon hearing the words, "There are still many things in the library, so I won't send them away."

With that said, the curator left the lobby and went to the school grounds.

Fang Zelin took a step behind, saw the other party leave, looked back at the lobby, pinched the formula in his hand, and a word "An" slowly appeared.

With a flick of his hand, the word "an" was punched into the girder.

"Although you don't mind, you can't just take advantage of you like this, and leave a way to settle down and exorcise evil spirits, as an apology."

After Fang Zelin finished casting the spell, he turned and left after a murmur.

After buying some medicinal seeds in Anzi County, Fang Zelin stepped back to the foot of Yingping Peak.

After nearly a year, finally returning to Yingping Peak again, Fang Zelin couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

After stepping on the river and returning to the wooden house, Fang Zelin glanced left and right, and found that the few pheasants caught earlier were still there.

Somewhat unexpectedly, there were many more chickens.

From the looks of it, these chickens are alive and well without anyone taking care of them.

"crash"

Seeing Fang Zelin's return, Lingdao beside him seemed extremely happy, and started to shake first.

Seeing Lingdao's appearance, Fang Zelin suddenly smiled, and waved a small cloud and rain technique.

The pattering spiritual rain fell, and the spiritual rice in the entire rice field became quiet at this moment, like a cub that has been milked, drinking milk quietly.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin went back to the house and took out some rice, sprinkled it on the ground, and then cleaned the wooden house.

In an instant, the whole wooden house has a new look.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin immediately showed a satisfied smile.

"Okay, next time, we will retreat and practice here for two years!"

Fang Zelin said this to Cheng Xiao.

The time agreed with Yang Xiang is two years later.

During these two years, he can rest assured to cultivate here.

Cheng Xiao kept humming, as if echoing.

Picking up the small hoe in the wooden house, Fang Zelin went to another place and began to cultivate a small field.

Then sow the seeds of ginseng and the like just bought.

After sowing, Fang Zelin used the small cloud and rain technique again, and a small group of clouds started to rain.

When looking at it from a distance, it really looks a bit gratifying.

According to Fang Zelin's plan, if these medicinal materials such as ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum are planted for a hundred years, the medicinal effects should be extraordinary.

After cleaning up the wooden house, Fang Zelin took advantage of the opportunity to clean up the weeds in front of him.

I don't know if it's because of his practice that the weeds in this area are more vigorous than other places.

After doing this, Fang Zelin looked at the spot, and then began to cast spells.

"According to the ecstasy array given before, I have been studying it for more than a month on the road, and I will try it now."

Fang Zelin thought of this in his heart, and immediately began to perform the operation.

At this moment, the spiritual power waved out in circles, and a little mist suddenly began to fill the surface of the Yongding River.

In just a moment, there was a circle of mist on the river surface, directly enveloping Yingping Peak.

The fog doesn't look thick, but it locks the river surface.

It doesn't matter if a ship enters the fog, it can always pass through.

But it is impossible to reach Yingping Peak.

Seeing the fog rising all around, Fang Zelin clapped his hands in satisfaction.

Going out this time, I got some benefits to some extent.

Then, you can practice with peace of mind.

Just when Fang Zelin turned around and was about to go back to the house, his heart suddenly froze, and his face froze, "Who is it? Come out!"

Cheng Xiao stood up in response, and pointed his sword at the medicine garden beside him.

The Qi machine locked the front, Fang Zelin only felt that there was something wrong there, but he couldn't clearly perceive what it was.

Fang Zelin felt a little apprehensive, what is this thing, the Taoism seems to be frighteningly high.

The spiritual power in his body had already begun to mobilize, and when Fang Zelin moved closer carefully, he was stunned for a moment when he saw a small head with a few tender leaves appearing suddenly.

"Ginseng essence?"

Looking at the baby's face with a few small leaves on top of his head, Fang Zelin recognized it in an instant.

(End of this chapter)