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Chapter 276 Chapter 270
"Do immortal cultivators also have luck?"

Fang Zelin was startled when he heard the words, and looked at the old Taoist in front of him strangely.

If immortal cultivators really have luck, no goblin would dare to take it away, right?
"Cultivators also have luck, don't think that no one will dare to snatch their luck."

The old Taoist put away the chess pieces one by one, and then said in a deep voice.

Fang Zelin was a little taken aback when he heard that at the moment, someone dared to snatch the luck of the immortal cultivator?
Who was the one who snatched it, Yaozu?Or other monsters?
"Then I don't know who is going to snatch it? Has the luck in the world of cultivating immortals been robbed?"

Fang Zelin thought for a while, and then he found out the key point.

He couldn't help but think of one thing at this moment, that is the demon clan targeting the immortal cultivators in Beiliang.

Seeing the other party heading towards the monk Beiliang in such an aggressive manner, Fang Zelin didn't think it was a bit strange if the other party had the courage to move the luck of the immortal cultivator.

Could it be that the overseas monster races also went for their luck.

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin couldn't help thinking secretly.

The old Taoist nodded in relief seeing that Fang Zelin was able to understand everything at once.

It's just that the words he said here at this moment will be forgotten by the other party after they go out.

Thinking of this, the old Taoist didn't say much, "You should know about this in the future."

He didn't say much, if the other party didn't know about it in the future, he would find a way to break through this place and inform the other party.

"Is this a secret?"

Seeing the other party's reluctance to say more, Fang Zelin frowned even more.

If the monks are playing charades or the like, then the chances are that the secrets are involved.

Secrets should not be revealed lightly, Fang Zelin now knows about this.

Just like him, some things he knows can't be easily said to some specific people.

Leaked secrets, this matter is very serious.

When the old man heard this, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

He did not expect that Fang Zelin's reaction would be so fast, and he already guessed that this was a secret with just a few words.

These people, after protecting a little bit of luck in the feather, were able to learn some news from Tiandao here.

For example, whoever stole the luck of the immortal cultivator back then also knows when the other party will make a comeback next time.

It involves the way of heaven, so it cannot be easily expressed to others.

"I didn't expect you to be able to guess this level."

At this moment, the old Taoist's face showed a little more appreciation, and then he said, "There is another thing, you probably haven't noticed it yet."

"Actually, we have met many times. Every time you come in, we have had many different conversations, but you have already forgotten it after you go back."

If it was another monk, they should all know about this matter.

It's a pity that the little friend in front of him seems to have always been ignorant.

Fang Zelin was not too surprised when he heard this.

In fact, when he came in, he already had this guess in his heart, but he didn't say it out.

"After the monk's luck is stolen, what will happen?"

Now that we have talked to this point, if there are some things that the other party cannot disclose, then at least you can ask for some information that you can know.

Even after going out, he would forget what happened here, but Fang Zelin still couldn't bear it now.

"Cultivator's lifespan decreases, cultivation is difficult, spells are difficult to practice, enlightenment is extremely difficult, disciples wither, etc."

When the old Taoist heard the words, he directly threw out a series of answers.

Just these answers made Fang Zelin's cheeks twitch constantly.

There are so many problems with the reduction of lifespan and the difficulty of cultivation
It's no wonder that monks usually practice in secret.

You don't have much lifespan, so how can you waste this little time to practice?

There are also monks in Daganna. At first, I thought that there are few monks in Dagana because there were countless disciples who fell in Dazhou's battle with those monster clans.

It is only now that I know that it is not all these reasons.

Another point is that it is because the luck of the monks has been taken away, which makes it difficult for these disciples to practice. When the Taoism is too shallow, it is natural to suffer a lot when fighting.

"From my point of view, Dagan or the monks in Beiliang like to practice quietly in the mountains and rivers. They don't like fame and fortune. They only love to talk about Taoism and cultivate their minds. However, they still have to practice magic and fight other monsters."

"It's really a lot of hard work."

When Fang Zelin said this, he couldn't help but sighed.

When he was practicing under Yingping Peak, he lived a very fulfilling life every day.

On the mountain peaks, you can see the clouds and clouds, and in winter, you can see the green hills covered with silver. In summer, you can hear cicadas and birds, accompanied by gurgling streams.

From time to time, there are Dragon Girls, or other fellow Taoists who come to drink and discuss Taoism.

Living here is very pleasant.

But things change.

Hearing this, the experienced chess player couldn't help shaking his palm slightly.

He couldn't help but think of that time, when the monks lived what Fang Zelin said was the practice.

This kind of practice is good, but it also makes the monks lose their vigilance, which leads to their luck being stolen in the end.

By the time it was discovered, it was already hopeless.

In the end, it was them, the old and immortal, who sealed the last bit of luck with their own Taoism.

"It's good to practice like this, but you can't lose your vigilance."

The old Taoist said something, and then signaled Fang Zelin to continue playing chess.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin calmed down and continued to play chess with the opponent.

After feeling that the time was up, Fang Zelin cupped his hands at the other party and left Wendao Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, have you cultivated?"

Fang Zelin opened his eyes, seeing that the remaining aura around him was absorbed by Cheng Xiao, Yun Zi looked back, and happened to meet Fang Zelin who opened his eyes.

Just get up immediately.

Looking back, seeing his disciple had already opened his eyes, and even a smile appeared on his face.

"Well, then shall we move on?"

Fang Zelin raised his head to take a look, but it was already early in the morning, and he knew that he had practiced for a day.

After getting up, he was ready to continue looking for the Yaozu in the previous direction.

Yunzi nodded immediately when he heard the words, and let the disciples behind him spread out to avoid any omissions.

After an hour, Fang Zelin and the other party came to a village together.

Yunzi glanced at the map he had compiled, looked left and right, then nodded slightly.

"There is a pangolin here, which has been guarding around this village all year round. It wants to accumulate some evil virtues so that it can turn into a human being. It should be more than 100 years now. I think this monster is still nearby."

(End of this chapter)