Mozun Tianxia

Fang Ling paused when he heard someone tell his story all at once, and couldn't help but look back at the drunkard. Many people know about his deeds, but he is now an ordinary person. But this person was able to say that he had ethereal roots at the beginning, which is really not to be underestimated.

The drunkard had already sat up, took a few sips from the jug in his hand, and then said, "Don't be surprised, I know a lot, and I came here just to find you."

"Looking for me?" Fang Ling began to get defensive, and after a while, he couldn't help but relax. He is just an ordinary person now, and has no value to anyone.

"Well, I heard that your ethereal root is gone, so I'm curious, so I came to have a look."

After the drunkard finished speaking, he stood up. Fang Ling realized that this person was tall, at least half a head taller than himself. After the spirit root disappeared, Fang Ling's height also stopped growing.

"You are so boring."

The drunkard laughed a few times when he heard Fang Ling's words, then turned around and walked deep into the woods. Faintly, Fang Ling heard his voice: "I'm really bored."

Fang Ling originally wanted to chase after him, but he found that the other party's figure disappeared all of a sudden, and he didn't give himself this chance.

Looking down at the place where the drunkard was lying just now, the place was still sunken. It seemed that it had been pressed for a short time. Fang Ling even really believed that the drunkard had really been lying there for a year. Weird, any behavior that is different from ordinary people is possible.

After Fang Ling went back, he forgot about it. He still lived the same life every day. Occasionally, he would be made things difficult by some people when he passed the training ground, but it was a trivial matter for Fang Ling, and he had to live on.

"Old man, has anything important happened recently?" Fang Ling went to the market to purchase as usual, and by the way, he found a tea stall to sit down and listen to the chatter of the people around him during the break.

Drinking the cheap tea in the cup, looking up at the sky, this is Fang Ling's rare leisure time.

"Is it a serious matter, that is, I heard that Lao Wang's daughter-in-law next door gave him a cuckold, and now the couple are arguing. It seemed that the daughter-in-law was quite quiet, but now I found out that Lao Wang's head is already It's a prairie."

"These things are also normal. I'm willing to do what you want. I've also heard about the old Wang. He has his own problems. No wonder his wife."

"There's something wrong? Could it be that it's not working?" Some people around got excited when they heard it.

Fang Ling almost spit out the tea in his mouth. Fortunately, his cultivation for so many years was not in vain.

"It's not a question of whether it's okay or not. It can only be said that Lao Wang has been busy going to Fang's family to practice these years, ignoring his beautiful wife at home, so he climbed the wall."

Fang Ling remembered that the old Wang they were talking about was also an outside disciple of the Fang family. He was very enthusiastic about cultivating immortals, but his aptitude was average. In Fang Ling's view, the other party was at most a martial artist, and there would be no big deal. Achievement.

"So that's the case. Originally speaking, cultivating immortals is all about cultivating immortals. To marry such a beautiful wife and keep them at home is simply a waste of money."

"Who said you can't marry a wife if you cultivate an immortal?" A somewhat familiar voice came, followed by the smell of wine in the air.

As soon as Fang Ling looked up, he saw a person sitting down opposite him, but this time the person's clothes were finally changed, and he could see people again, but his head was still so messy.

As soon as the people around saw the drunkard, they began to shout: "Fuck, a cultivator can get a wife, but you, a drunkard, also want to marry a wife?"

The drunkard took a few sips of wine in front of everyone, leaned slightly on the table, and said nonchalantly, "I'm just here to join in the fun, and I want to see if the daughter-in-law is really good-looking."

"Haha, it seems that the drunkard is also a man." The people around burst into laughter.

Seeing that the drunkard didn't answer, Fang Ling put down the jug and glanced at himself.

Originally, Fang Ling didn't want to say hello, but he was a little embarrassed to be looked at by this man.