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Chapter 274 The Old Place

"Looking at your disciple, it seems that you need to practice for a while."

Fang Zelin looked at Wuling carefully, and then said something.

Hearing this, Yunzi turned his head and glanced at his disciple, but seeing that the other party had already started to practice cross-legged at this moment, he also nodded when he saw this.

"She has realized something in her heart, but at this moment she needs to practice and realize it immediately."

Under such circumstances, monks naturally dare not just waste the little insight they have finally gained.

Basically, it is to sit cross-legged and practice immediately.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin nodded, "If that's the case, Fang should also practice for a while."

Those Taoist scriptures just now, although they were all said to Wu Ling.

But Fang Zelin himself had some insights, and wanted to sit cross-legged and practice for a while.

"Fellow Daoist, just practice, I will protect the Dharma for you fellow Daoist!"

Yunzi immediately smiled when he heard the words, and signaled to Fang Zelin to practice on his own, and he didn't have to worry so much.

Fang Zelin didn't hesitate when he heard the words, and immediately sat cross-legged and began to practice with his eyes closed.

The rich aura escaped at this moment.

Cheng Xiao, who had been carrying behind his back all the time, didn't attract much attention.

However, at this moment, there was a buzzing sound, and the sword body immediately shone with dazzling light.

Lightly flying around Fang Zelin's body, the aura in the surrounding area was immediately surrounded by more than half.

The rich spiritual energy was absorbed by Cheng Xiao, the sword body hummed continuously, and faint traces of frightening sword intent continued to emanate.

"This is."

Seeing this, the Chaosheng Valley disciples around were stunned for a moment.

Before that, I had heard Zhenke talking about this senior's spirit sword.

It's just that from the very beginning, he saw the spirit sword on the back of the senior, but never saw that the spirit sword had any spiritual appearance.

So I didn't care much about it.

But at this moment, seeing that the spirit sword is actually practicing with the senior and his party, they immediately showed surprise.

Especially when he felt the strong and piercing cold light emanating from the sword, it felt like a light on his back.

The sword hadn't been aimed at him yet, and this level of sword intent was no longer something he could bear.

This spirit sword is extremely terrifying!
At this moment, Yunzi also showed surprise in his eyes, looking at the spirit sword in front of him.

"This spirit sword is really extraordinary. It is so spiritual that you can practice alone, it's just the absorbed spirit."

Having said that, Yunzi couldn't help but look at Fang Zelin, then shook his head with a wry smile.

How could an ordinary monk be able to afford such absorbed spiritual energy.

You know, a monk can only get a little bit of spiritual energy when he enters Wenwen Mountain once.

Once it is used up during practice, it will be gone, unless it is a trip to Wendao Mountain.

Otherwise, Kong has a whole body of Taoism, but he may not have any magic power.

Under such circumstances, this monk is also equivalent to a mortal.

The fellow Taoist in front of him really couldn't treat him normally.

Even with the spirit sword beside him, the spiritual energy needed for cultivation is not stingy at all.

Presumably it was because of this fellow Taoist, he didn't have to worry about the consumption of this spiritual energy at all.

This is not like them. During normal practice, when the aura escapes, they are reluctant to waste a little bit.

"Absorbing spiritual energy like this, if it were me and other disciples, I would have been drained!"

Wuqing listened to what the master hadn't finished speaking, and immediately took over the words and said something.

"Yeah, we don't dare to do this in normal practice."

The rest of the disciples nodded their heads when they heard the words, and then looked at Zhen Ke.

"Is this senior's practice like this?"

Seeing the eyes of the crowd, Zhen Ke shook her head after thinking about it for a while, "This junior doesn't know about it."

"The younger generation rarely sees the appearance of the senior when he is practicing, and this is the first time he has seen it today."

The monks nodded when they heard the words, and turned their heads to look at Fang Zelin.

But seeing the Dao Yun surging around the other party, he was suddenly asked to ask about the Dao Yun fluctuations in the mountain.

Seeing this scene, the monks didn't know that this senior had entered the Wendao Mountain.

Seeing this, Wuqing couldn't help opening her mouth, her little face was full of astonishment.

Is this Senior Fang?
Do you want to enter Wendao Mountain in practice, is it so easy?
But presumably because of this, Senior Fang doesn't care about such a small loss of aura, right?

"It's the old place!"

asked the mountain.

Fang Zelin glanced at the majestic mountain in front of him, but there was no other expression on his face, only a feeling of returning home.

He has been to this place for countless times, so of course he is very familiar with it.

"senior!"

Fang Zelin had just appeared when he heard a respectful call from behind.

When Fang Zelin looked back, he saw Wuling looking at him respectfully.

Looking at Wuling in front of him, Fang Zelin showed a smile, "Well, to be here, it seems that your practice has improved."

"Forehead"

When you come to Wenwen Mountain, isn't it because you are sealed by heaven and earth that you can come in?
Hearing Fang Zelin's words, Wuling couldn't help being startled.

But when he turned his head and thought about it, Fang Zelin must be right when he said that he had improved his practice.

If I think about it again, I entered Wenwen Mountain and said that I have improved my practice, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Thinking of this in his heart, Wuling nodded hastily.

On the road of practice, Senior Fang is a monk with extremely high morality, so naturally he can't make mistakes!

If she didn't understand what she said, it must be because she didn't understand the deep meaning of what the senior said.

"Yes, senior's eyes are like torches!"

Wuling said respectfully.

Fang Zelin nodded, then raised his feet and walked forward, "Would you like to follow along and have a look?"

"Huh? Is it suitable?"

Wu Ling was taken aback when she heard this, did she go to those fishing old men and others?

Is this suitable?

"There's nothing wrong with it."

Although Fang Zelin had already forgotten those days when he was with the old fisherman, he still felt an inexplicably familiar feeling about this place.

Coming back here is like coming home.

After turning around and saying something, he strode forward.

Hearing this, Wuling followed Fang Zelin tremblingly.

To be honest, she is still in awe of the old people here.

It is naturally impossible to say that Fang Zelin is as relaxed and freehand.

But I was a little curious in my heart, why did Senior Fang find Fisherman and the others, so he still followed.

After a while, Fang Zelin came to the old fisherman.

He glanced at the other party's fish bucket, and when he was about to speak, he saw the old man wave his hand.

"Don't look at it, old man, I'm not an air force, I just dropped the fish and threw it back."

Thinking of the last few times when Fang Zelin came, he started to talk about his own air force, and the fisherman was a little bit dumbfounded at the moment.

(End of this chapter)