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Chapter 283 A Great Regret

"Pin Daoist thought that Fellow Daoist knew about this."

Hearing Fang Zelin's question, Yunzi turned suspicious and said.

She felt that Fang Zelin's Taoism was extremely high, and he must know more about cultivating immortals than herself.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zelin didn't know about this.

Fang Zelin was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, seeing that the other party didn't know about it, he frowned for a moment.

The luck of the immortal cultivator is also a matter of great importance.

How could the other party not know about this.

Fang Zelin himself didn't know about this, it's all because his practice time is still short.

The other party's cultivation time is much longer than his own, how could he not know about this.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Zelin felt a little strange, "Although I don't know about this luck, it seems familiar, as if I've heard it from somewhere."

Fang Zelin thought about it carefully, and he was very sure in his heart that he probably didn't know about it.

But I don't know why, but it always feels familiar.

It was as if he had heard about this luck from somewhere, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember where he had heard about the luck of a cultivator.

"Oh?"

Yunzi frowned when he heard this.

After thinking about it for a moment, he couldn't figure it out, then he opened his mouth and said.

"This matter is not trivial, but it is necessary to inform other fellow Taoists about this matter."

Having said that, Yunzi immediately beckoned Wuling to come to him.

"You have been instructed by fellow daoists before, and now you have a lot of enlightenment. You need to go back and practice hard for a few months. Right now, you should go back and tell the fellow daoists at Dinggui Mountain about this, and then just temporarily practice in the mountains with peace of mind. "

Yunzi could also see clearly.

I know that before this time, my disciple has been instructed many times by the other party.

Right now is the time to meditate and practice, so let this disciple of mine leave directly.

Wuling was a little bit reluctant when she heard the words, but it wasn't because she wanted to be by Fang Zelin's side.

The main reason is the current experience atmosphere, which she inexplicably likes in her heart.

So some are reluctant to leave.

But now that the master has an order, Wuling dare not refuse, after nodding in response, he changed hands and took the two demons that were put away in the hands of the senior sister.

Take them back together for interrogation.

It seems that the other party did not lie about what was just interrogated.

Just in case, it is still necessary to bring the other party back together for another interrogation.

When Wuling leaves, the affairs here are over.

The group returned to the village not far away to rest for the night.

The main concern is that the pangolin must have some evil intentions.

The sun in the distance is gradually setting, and the sunset glow is dyed red at this moment, after the sun gradually sets.

At the end of the mountain peak in the distance, an astonishing blush rendered a piece, and it was a beautiful scene.

Standing in front of the big tree, Fang Zelin watched as the red streak in the distance gradually dimmed, with his hands on his back, holding a wine gourd in his hands.

Only after the last blush disappeared, did he sip the wine in his hand.

The Chaoshengya disciples behind him have already lit up the bonfire at this moment.

Looking back and seeing Fang Zelin's back, a little curiosity arose in his eyes.

"Is this always the case when the seniors practice on weekdays?"

Wuqing looked at Zhenke who was at the side, and asked in a low voice.

This senior's way of practice seems to be a little different from what they thought.

After getting along these days, they saw that when this senior was practicing, he mostly loved the surrounding scenery.

It looks very free and easy.

I just don't know, is this kind of practice really effective?
"It seems so?"

After hearing the words, Zhen Ke thought about it carefully, and then replied with some uncertainty.

To be honest, she is not very clear about this.

The main reason is that the time she has been in contact with Senior Fang is actually not too long.

Therefore, she is not very clear about what Senior Fang is like in his daily life.

"Compared to this, senior sister, I'm still more greedy for the fine wine in the hands of seniors."

The little junior sister at the side looked at the fine wine in Fang Zelin's hand, and then said something softly.

Her eyes were full of greed.

When walking with senior, the smell of wine on this senior has never dissipated.

Every time she passed by this senior, the aroma of the wine made her swallow her saliva continuously.

Hearing this, Wuqing turned her head to look at her junior sister, and was about to say something, but saw that other junior sisters were also nodding in unison at this moment.

Looking at Wuqing, I couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

These little gluttons!
"The fine wine in the gourd of the predecessors, it is a fairy wine, and the taste is so fascinating."

Seeing everyone talking about the fine wine in Fang Zelin's gourd, Zhen Ke said something immediately, and then whispered, "Moreover, there is more than one kind of good wine in the gourd, senior."

"There is Tianmendong wine, which is as clear as empty, and everything is spring, etc. Each taste is very different. I heard from the seniors that other fine wines are made by the method of re-brewing as clear as empty."

Seeing Zhenke counting the fine wines in Senior Fang's hands like a treasure.

After hearing this, a group of Chao Sheng Valley disciples swallowed their saliva again and again.

Fang Zelin had already turned around at this moment, listening to what Zhen Ke said, he couldn't help feeling a little funny.

With an empty hand, a thin transparent thread was drawn from his own gourd.

When I looked carefully, I could see that it was a bottle of wine.

"It's half done here, so it's not a problem to invite you all to have a drink."

There were no other monsters nearby, and even if these disciples were a little drunk, there would be no danger.

I didn't rashly invite these disciples to drink a little before, mainly because of worry.

Some of these disciples are too strong to drink, and if they are drunk, they will be in trouble.

There's no need to worry about that right now.

Hearing what the senior said, and then seeing the fine wine in front of him turn into balls of water floating in front of him.

The monks were overjoyed when they saw it.

I have been greedy for senior wine for so long, and now I can finally drink it.

I was overjoyed, and didn't care too much. After thanking Fang Zelin, I took a piece from a tree nearby, made it into a cup, put it into the cup and tasted it carefully.

A gentle feeling entered the throat, and after tasting it carefully, I only felt a little bit of sweetness.

Feeling this, the eyes of all the disciples lit up.

Sure enough, just like what Zhen Ke said, if you don't taste this fine wine for the last time, it can be regarded as a great regret in life!
He lowered his head to take a closer look at the fine wine in his glass, and couldn't help lowering his head to taste it again.

The taste of the wine in the mouth is constantly spreading, making people not want to swallow it.

(End of this chapter)