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Chapter 82 Pheasant
"Giggle!"

The sky lit up slightly, and Fang Zelin had just finished his work.

I heard the call of the hen outside the door, and vaguely felt that there seemed to be something else outside the hen.

Fang Zelin suddenly opened his eyes. Could it be that something on the mountain came to steal his hen?

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin immediately came out of the house.

When Fang Zelin took a closer look, he saw a pheasant with colorful hair that was hurriedly escaping.

"???"

Fang Zelin looked at the pheasant that escaped, and then looked back at the hen beside him.

I really want to ask, is this hen being spoiled?

"There are pheasants on the mountain? Let's go and catch a few. If there are hens, they can lay a few more eggs."

Fang Zelin thought about it for a second, thinking that it would be a good thing to have chickens on this mountain.

The hen he bought himself was indeed a little slower to lay eggs.

Thinking about this, Fang Zelin didn't go up the mountain immediately.

Cooking on the side of the fire, took a few eggs from the nest, and there was a squeak.

After a while, a pot of thick porridge and a few fried eggs is ready.

After a few bowls of porridge, Fang Zelin cleaned up the tableware and put it in the pool beside him.

Then the right hand hooked slightly, and a water column was raised from the water.

When the water jet came to him, Fang Zelin waved his sword finger, and the water jet immediately rushed towards the bowls and chopsticks in the pool.

After a while, rinse the bowl and chopsticks clean.

Then Fang Zelin used this method to wash the pot clean.

Seeing the clean pots and bowls, Fang Zelin immediately showed a look of satisfaction.

This kind of subtle spell was learned by Fang Zelin himself during this period of time.

Borrowing mana, it can be cast directly, and this spell has no lethality.

It is equivalent to a spell that can be done by hand.

Putting away the pots and pans, Fang Zelin clapped his hands, wash the dishes?Where does immortal cultivator need to wash dishes by hand!
After greeting Cheng Xiao, he walked towards the mountain peak.

"Speaking of which, I have lived here for a long time, but I haven't seen much here."

Fang Zelin walked leisurely towards the mountain on the road where the leaves were piled up.

I left a little breath for that pheasant before, but I'm not afraid to find it.

There was no road in the mountain, Fang Zelin groped and walked forward.

It took half an hour to reach the top of the mountain.

When I came to the top of this mountain again, my mood suddenly became a little different.

Fang Zelin raised his eyes and saw that Yingping Peak was located at the mouth of Wangqing Mountain, and the Yongding River rushed out of the mountain and branched off to the left and right of Yingping Peak.

After forming a circle around Yingping Peak, they converged again and flowed forward.

If it looks like this, this Yingpingfeng is a bit like a screen, blocking Wangqingshan.

This Wang Qingshan is like a girl in a boudoir, holding a fan in her hand, shy and afraid to meet anyone.

Looking down at Yingping Peak, I can't see how steep the mountain of Yingping Peak is, and it has a thick meaning.

One side of the hillside went down, all the grass covered the ground, and when the wind moved, the green grass surged in clusters, like waves.

The wind was strong on the mountain, Fang Zelin was standing on the mountain at the moment, and the corners of his clothes were rattling by the strong wind.

Fang Zelin felt the gust of wind blowing and wanted to blend in.

Only after sensing the half-sound, it was impossible.

I can feel the softness of this gust of wind, but I can't find the trick to integrate it.

"It's a pity, if this can be integrated into it, it may be able to fly in the wind."

Fang Zelin tried for a long time, but he couldn't understand the method, and he felt a little regretful.

Xiuxian has not been able to fly until now. To be honest, this is a little regret in Fang Zelin's heart.

If you can fly, it should be easier to find fairy trails.

Fang Zelin didn't force it if he couldn't get one of the methods. When he went down the mountain, he quickly found the previous pheasant.

By the way, there are several other pheasants.

These pheasants are extremely beautiful, their hair is much better than domestic ones, and the color is very bright.

It seems that the food here in Yingpingfeng is very good.

But now they are all arrested by Fang Zelin.

Tonight you can kill a chicken and beat your teeth!

Fang Zelin carried a few pheasants and brought them back down the mountain with a smile on his face.

After a while, a pheasant also successfully became a braised chicken.

The seasonings are fully prepared, and when the braised chicken is out of the pot, the fragrance is very rich.

The other pheasants that were brought back wanted to escape, but they were all trapped by Fang Zelin with magic.

It's just that, unless you keep looking at these pheasants, the pheasants will still think about running away.

Fang Zelin, who was eating braised chicken in a bowl, felt that it was a bit troublesome.

Just when he was thinking of what to do, Cheng Xiao, who was behind him, hummed and flew up.

He drew a circle along the outside of the wooden house, and then returned to Fang Zelin as if taking credit.

"So you don't have to worry about them running away?"

Fang Zelin understood what Cheng Xiao meant, and immediately scattered his spells with some curiosity.

When Fang Zelin spread his spells, these pheasants fled in all directions.

However, he hadn't run far, and when he came to the edge of Chengxiao's painting, he felt like something, and hurriedly ran in the other direction in fright.

And so did the other pheasants.

Fang Zelin felt a little fresh when he saw it, but he didn't expect Cheng Xiao to have such a trick.

"Good job, if you can't eat, I'll give you some chicken legs."

Cheng Xiao didn't eat chicken legs, but he was very happy to hear Fang Zelin's compliments, and the sound of swordsmen kept screaming behind him.

Fang Zelin was also happy when he saw it, Cheng Xiao was a sensible person, so he could just say a few words of praise!

He waved his hand to form a little cloud and rain technique, and after the spiritual rain fell on the top of Lingdao, Fang Zelin began to sit down with his knees cross-legged and continued to comprehend the Supreme Induction chapter.

Not to mention, in Fang Zelin's opinion, this Supreme Induction Chapter is indeed an extremely powerful spell.

This spell is also obtained from a Taoist who has already emerged, and it is unknown what level of spell this spell is in the hands of other immortal cultivators.

If this is a basic entry-level spell, it will be amazing.

However, according to Fang Zelin's guess, this super-induction chapter should not be a particularly important spell.

For example, some town-style spells, exercises, etc. are generally not carried around, should they be placed in the library or in the secret room?

The more he comprehends this Supreme Induction chapter, the more Fang Zelin feels that other immortal cultivators should be extremely powerful.

Presumably, they should have some divine powers in their hands.

Generally speaking, he is more and more looking forward to when he can meet other immortal cultivators.

It would be even better if we could discuss with the other party and get some pointers!
(End of this chapter)