The practice of the first female fairy

Chapter 1317 Seeing
There is no need to ask, of course it is the way to become a fairy!
Ling Fanzi blurted out in front of Lu Yunyao the next day.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it a little. Isn't he too unreserved?

Quietly raised her eyes and glanced at Lu Yunyao, saw that the corners of her mouth twitched as if she was quite speechless, so she smiled embarrassingly, and said, "Well, I, I, I am..." Just talk...

However, he couldn't say the last four words no matter what. In fact, he really wanted to know what Lu Yunyao had learned from the four magnificent characters "Linxian Inn".

Lu Yunyao stared at him for a while, and when his heart became more and more nervous, he suddenly chuckled, "The way to become a fairy? Then tell me, what is the way to become a fairy?"

Ling Fanzi: "..."

Does he need to ask you if he wants to know?

But his overwhelming desire to survive made him sensible not to say this sentence.

At this moment, his face was flushed, he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, "That's what our ancestors left behind."

Under Lu Yunyao's calm gaze, Ling Fanzi just said such a sentence, but when he said this, he was extremely ashamed. Without a single enlightenment, let an outsider take advantage of it instead?
What's the matter?
If they ascended in the future and saw their ancestors again, how would they explain it?Do you really want to tell the old man that your descendants are so disappointing that after so many years, they have never learned from the four-character treasure of "Linxian Inn"?So in the end, I still racked my brains to find out a little bit of inside information from other people?

He was really afraid that saying this would piss off his ancestors.

But what if you don't say that?This is the fact, and coupled with the fact that the education of the Ling family is too successful, Ling Fanzi can't be ruthless and unscrupulous.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, he opened and closed his mouth several times, but in the end he only said one sentence, "Then can you tell me what you saw?"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Fanzi's already flushed face suddenly became even redder. He lowered his eyes and dared not look at Lu Yunyao. He obviously knew that his question was very unreasonable.

To put it bluntly, this is a personal opportunity, and what is the difference between him doing this and spying on other people's opportunities?
No, even the good-tempered Mu Qiqi couldn't help glaring at him, but he really wanted to know what was hidden in the treasures left by his ancestors.

Lu Yunyao quietly watched his expression change from hesitation to shame, regret, and now melancholy and loss.

In the end, Ling Fanzi only curled up the corners of his mouth bitterly, said in a low voice, "Sorry, I was rude", and planned to get up and leave.

However, at this moment, Lu Yunyao suddenly said, "I saw a man in white scribbling ink day after day, regardless of spring or summer, not afraid of severe cold or scorching heat."

Ling Fanzi was excited when he heard Lu Yunyao's voice slowly coming from behind. That's right, his ancestors were particularly fond of white clothes, and all the portraits left today are white clothes fluttering.

It's a pity that the portraits are all from the back, not to mention the front, there is not even a side face, so even if this old ancestor is the most promising talent in their Ling family for thousands of years, no one knows what he looks like.

(End of this chapter)