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Chapter 346
"The dao post you are holding this time is not trivial, it was written by the immortal chief for a hundred years."

"It's just that some ordinary goblins got it. That's a great fortune. A few days ago, for some reason, some goblins secretly got the news about this post."

"Maybe there will be some unrest on your way back."

Bailu entertained the guests on behalf of Fang Zelin, while exhorting him.

For the post written by the Immortal Elder, it only needs a goblin with a little bit of Taoism to take the post, and they can all be enlightened.

Such good fortune is enough to attract some goblins to snatch it.

"Is there still this?"

Hearing this, the disciples of Yuxu Mountain couldn't help being startled, and then said solemnly.

"That's it, everyone, please go to Yuxu Mountain, and let the brothers in the mountain protect you back."

Now that they heard about it, they couldn't stand by and watch.

The disciples of Yuxu Mountain made preparations immediately, and asked some more senior brothers to go out of the mountain to help protect them all the way.

After all, it was the Dao post written by the immortal head, and the monks in Beiliang did not dare to neglect it.

After looking at the post for a while, I just felt that the mysterious Tao rhyme was pervasive.

Such a dao rhyme, if a goblin really finds out, they really won't let it go.

"So, thank you fellow daoist."

The monks in Beiliang heard the words and quickly thanked them.

On Bailu's side, he also entertained the distinguished guests well according to the order of the fairy head.

"Welcome Immortal Restaurant?"

Fang Zelin stood aside, looking at the wine shop in front of him, with a hint of surprise on his face.

In this wine shop, isn't the scent of wine floating out just as clear as empty?
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that his Qing Ruokong only stayed in the mortal world twice.

Once it was given to my good friend, and once it was given to a mortal who broke into my practice place.

And this place is not too far from Yingping Peak, so it should be the destined person back then.

When Fang Zelin thought of this, he didn't think too much. After taking a look from a distance, he turned around and left.

Qing Ruokong was originally brewed by him, but now he has added a lot of water, so there is nothing interesting about it.

"Hey, the wine in Yingxian Winery is getting more and more wrong!"

"Isn't it? When I drank it in the early years, the aroma of the wine lingered in my throat for a day, but this year, although the aroma of the wine is still the same, the aroma is too weak."

Fang Zelin turned around to leave, but a few drinkers came behind him.

While shaking his head and talking, he seemed to leave together along his path.

"Hey, the wine shop built by the fathers will fail in the hands of the son. If this continues, the wine shop will be destroyed in the hands of the son sooner or later."

When the drinker said this, he looked annoyed, "It's a pity that such a good wine!"

The good wine was passed to his son, but it looked like it was going to die soon.

When we arrive, we may not be able to drink such good wine anymore.

This made the old customers who had been drinking here all the time, naturally very dissatisfied.

They have drank so many fine wines, but the fine wines here are the ones that suit them the most!
And after drinking for a long time, this mouth has also become tricky.

I really can't drink the other wines.

"Hey, it's really a pity to have such a good wine, but now there are many old customers who are complaining, maybe it's a big reputation to deceive customers there!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look back.

Although it was a little far away, but at this moment, a trace of quarreling could still be heard coming from the wine shop.

Presumably there was another drinker who complained because the taste of the wine had declined.

Fang Zelin stood aside and listened to these words, but he already had some guesses in his heart.

If I didn't guess wrong, I guess it's because the jar was so empty back then, and there isn't much left now.

Once Qing Ruokong is mixed with water, the wine shop will naturally not be able to continue operating.

If you sell other drinks, no one will buy it.

However, selling that jar of clear water mixed with water is enough for the whole family to make a lot of money.

Presumably, the other party's family has also become the leading wealthy businessman in the neighborhood.

Fang Zelin didn't care too much, and continued to walk forward.

It has been too long to practice before Yingping Peak, this time he is also going out for a wandering to see if he can gain something.

By the way, let's also look at how the more than 200 years of work will be.

Let's find out where his old friend is buried, and burn some paper money for him.

Fang Zelin paused for a moment before he walked hundreds of meters away.

But the person who was walking with Fang Zelin just now didn't feel the slightest, as if there was no such person beside him.

“It really feels a little familiar.”

Fang Zelin walked all the way towards Youjing City, seeing that the avenue was resting, he couldn't help feeling a little funny.

This official road is already very spacious, but probably still not enough.

At this moment, Fang Zelin saw that this wide official road was being repaired.

Such a scene reminded Fang Zelin of the earth.

Even without the technology on the earth, everything here still reflects the shadow of the earth.

Fang Zelin stopped and took a few more glances, then slowly walked towards Youjing City.

Along the way, he was not in a hurry, but walked on the road as if he was traveling in mountains and rivers.

When I hear that there is a nearby scenery, and when it is handcrafted by the gods, I will go there alone.

When the sun set, Fang Zelin was still on the path.

Seeing the bright moon and the few stars, Fang Zelin didn't continue on his way, but found a random place.

Pick up some sticks and start a bonfire.

"During this journey, I really haven't seen many goblins. It seems that they are oppressed by the luck of Dagan's human race. These goblins have almost left Dagan."

Fang Zelin thought that he had walked all the way, but he didn't see any monsters around him.

I infer in my heart that this is the case.

However, this situation had already been anticipated by the monks a long time ago.

It is only now that Fang Zelin has confirmed it.

"After this journey, all places are considered prosperous, and there is no chaos. The luck of the human race is concentrated. Even if I dare not touch this kind of luck, let alone those goblins."

"The thousand-year-old Guo Zuo really has this time."

Fang Zelin thought carefully about what he saw along the way.

Then he couldn't help but smile when he thought of what that friend told him back then.

The other party said that he would let himself take good care of his descendants when the dynasty collapsed.

But he came all the way, but he heard that the other party's heirs now number in the hundreds.

When the time is longer, there will only be more heirs.

(End of this chapter)