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Chapter 65
The sun rises in the distance.

Fang Zelin opened the window and opened the sunlight that had come in through the gap.

In an instant, the light of the rising sun illuminated the whole house,

When I came to this inn before, what Xiao Er said was true, this room is really comfortable.

The sun hit Fang Zelin's face, and there seemed to be a little bit of aura flashing on his face.

Feeling the aura flowing in his body, Fang Zelin suddenly smiled.

Greeting to the sword beside him, the sword buzzed, he shook himself, and then flew behind Fang Zelin.

It looks so cute.

"Yes, the spiritual energy did not absorb so much for you in vain."

Fang Zelin also praised when he saw this, and the sword behind him hummed again.

"Speaking of which, I haven't given you a scabbard yet, and I haven't given you a name."

Fang Zelin started to wash up while talking.

"Why, no scabbard? How can you do it without a scabbard, wrap it with a cloth every day?"

"How can this cloth stand up to your torture? You have cut it into several pieces. Every day is like a consumable item, and I don't have much money on me."

"It seems that the ordinary scabbard is not worthy of you. The scabbard you bought with a lot of money was also damaged by you, and the money was wasted even more."

"Let's name it first? It's alright, what name do you want to call it, Zhuxian? You're crazy! Your father, I just want to become an immortal, what kind of immortal do you want to be, you're going to be a jerk!"

"There's nothing wrong with being struck by lightning a few times. It's not that you've been struck by lightning so many times. How can you have such spirituality? Don't always think about the opposite. Do you know that misfortune and fortune depend, and fortune and misfortune lie?"

"Whoever knows it's extreme, it's not righteous, righteousness is strange, goodness is demon."

"Don't understand? It's okay, your father won't hurt you, I will explain it to you slowly."

After Fang Zelin practiced the Taishang Induction chapter, he had a little effect.

Now, he is more or less able to communicate with the sword behind him.

It was probably because the sword was iron ore before, and it was struck by lightning so many times on Wanren Peak, which was a little bit of anger.

At this moment, when it comes to naming, it must have a murderous name.

After Fang Zelin felt this, he suddenly felt a headache, and quickly began to guide the other party.

In any case, how can a good sword give birth to such hostility.

Fortunately, Baojian was still in a state of ignorance at the moment, but under Fang Zelin's comfort, it dissipated a lot.

When cultivating in the future, if you appease the other person more, presumably this bit of hostility will be gone.

"You have to know that when you were not yet formed, you were formed by the power of thunder. It seems that the power of thunder prevented you from being born, but it actually helped you to give birth to wisdom, do you know?"

Fang Zelin chatted with Bao Jian about the 58 chapters in the Tao Te Ching, regardless of whether Bao Jian understood it or not, he first told the other party the concept and let him ponder it slowly.

But when he explained slowly, he didn't notice that the cloth wrapped around the sword behind him was flickering with aura.

as if breathing.

After Fang Zelin finished washing up, he stopped talking, then turned and left the inn.

After buying a few buns on the street, Fang Zelin came to the Temple of the City God while eating the buns.

He wanted to ask the City God here to see if the other party had any immortal classics.

If so, see if you can trade with the other party.

He still has two taels of spiritual rice on his body, and he can probably trade one or two.

After all, it took him a lot of spiritual energy to cultivate this spiritual rice.

I have also stayed here in Dajin for more than a year, and I haven't been to many places, but I also learned from many demon mouths and Yin Si's mouths that immortal cultivators are hard to find.

If it is so hard to find, then things that must contain spiritual energy are even more rare.

So far, Fang Zelin also knew that when he was cultivating, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth would escape.

Looking at it this way, spiritual energy should be exclusive to immortal cultivators.

Immortal practitioners are hard to find, and things that contain spiritual energy are even harder to find.

Fang Zelin took a few bites of the steamed buns and walked to the Temple of the City God.

There were many people offering incense in front of the City God Temple, Fang Zelin watched intently.

Seeing that the power of countless incense was inhaled into the stone statue of the city god.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin stepped forward and cupped his hands, "Fang passed this place in practice, I wonder if I can ask the City God to see him?"

Fang Zelin held his hands together, not seeing any movement in front of him for a while.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin felt a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he couldn't care about it for the sake of immortal cultivation books.

Gritting his teeth, he continued to cup his hands, "Fang Xian passed by here, can I ask Jing Yun Chenghuang to see him?"

This time, Fang Zelin released a little of his spiritual energy, hoping to get a response from the other party.

However, the sound fell, but there was still no movement.

At this moment, the sword behind him couldn't stand it any longer. His father was asking for words here, but the other party didn't give any news. It was too much!

Thinking of this, a qi machine suddenly emanated from the sword and locked the stone statue in front of it.

In an instant, a man with a full beard in an official uniform appeared in front of him.

Next to him are two civil and military judges, plus ten enchanters.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin was almost sweating. What are you doing? I'm not here to kick the gym!
He hurriedly pressed the qi of the sword behind him back, and before Jingyun Chenghuang could speak, Fang Zelin took the lead.

"I'm really sorry, Fang Mou didn't teach Fang Fang, and Baojian sent out qi on his own. It's really Fang Mou's fault."

When the Chenghuang and a bunch of Yin officials first appeared, their faces were full of anger.

Originally, he was working well in front of his case, but suddenly he felt that there was an energy lock on him, as if he was about to take action the next moment, and no one could bear this anger.

It's just that before the anger came out, seeing the man in front of him being modest and polite, and having spiritual power in him, he couldn't help but suppress his anger.

"Does your Excellency have something to do? This God has many things to deal with, but he has no time to chat with Your Excellency here."

The Chenghuang waved his hand, motioned to the underworld official beside him to put down the chain in his hand, and said something in a muffled voice.

Fang Zelin only felt a little burnt on his face at the moment, but he said quickly, "I'm here to practice, I want to ask if there are any books of practice in the hands of the Chenghuang? I can exchange the rest of the trivial things."

"No, cultivators are inherently uncertain, how could this god have such things in the hands?"

After speaking, turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Fang Zelin quickly took out the remaining Lingmi from his arms, but there were not many taels.

"Just now, Fang was rude first, and this thing is regarded as the next thought."

For the troubles caused by his own children, only he, the father, can make amends.

Chenghuang, who was about to turn around and left, looked back and saw Fang Zelin's manners were so thorough, and his anger dissipated immediately, knowing that the other party didn't mean it.

Thinking of this, I looked at the Lingmi that the other party took out, which is absolutely extraordinary. After thinking for a while, I pulled out my sleeve in my hand, but I found a black book.

"I think your Excellency doesn't seem to understand some of the rules of the underworld, so I gave this to you. This book records the rules of the underworld, as well as some subtle spells such as how to use magic to beat the Yin drum."

With that said, he sent the classics to Fang Zelin.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin quickly took it with both hands, but he was overjoyed.

Although he didn't get the practice books, this thing was just right for him.

(End of this chapter)