Master Zizhu sat quietly by the fire, seeming to be thinking about something.
The firelight shone on her face, making her face slightly rosy and even more attractive.
Half a month has passed since they reappeared that day, and the two of them have gone deep into the hinterland of the wilderness.
At this time, Fang Ling walked over from a distance, holding a colorful brocade chicken in his hand.
He had read in books that the meat of this kind of demon bird was extremely delicious and could be called a masterpiece.
He walked aside and began to butcher and pickle them, and then skewered them with green jade wood that had not burned for a long time.
Then he sat across from Zizhu and started roasting the chicken.
Seeing this, Zizhu frowned and immediately turned around, facing away from him.
Fang Ling was roasting by himself. After a while, the aroma of the fat chicken filled the air.
Just the aroma makes one's mouth water.
As soon as he tasted it, his eyes lit up.
This thing can be said to be the most delicious food he has eaten since coming down the mountain.
While he was feasting there, he suddenly heard a faint sound of swallowing.
He looked up at Zizhu's back and couldn't help but laugh.
"This is very delicious, do you want to try it?" Fang Ling asked.
Zizhu snorted coldly and said angrily: "You guys, don't bully others too much!"
"I am a monk and I never eat meat or fish."
"Besides, this stuff stinks so much that you can only afford it, huh!"
"But why did I hear someone swallowing saliva just now?" Fang Ling asked.
Hearing this, Zizhu felt her face become hot, and said angrily: "You...you heard it wrong!"
"Really?" Fang Ling smiled, put the roast chicken aside, stood up and left.
"I just discovered an interesting place. Let's go and have a look..."
After he left, Zizhu turned around and stared at the roast chicken.
Even though she was always dignified and decent, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva at this moment.
Although she used to strictly abide by the rules and regulations, her body's instincts were difficult to suppress.
The colorful brocade chicken is a delicacy in the world, and her appetite is infinitely aroused.
"Anyway, I have already broken the sexual precept, so it doesn't seem to matter if I break the sexual precept again..." she murmured.
She moved quickly enough to break off a chicken leg and took a bite.
The moment she entered, her delicate body trembled.
Not only because of the delicious food in the world, but also because of the excitement inside.
At this moment, she had broken the abstinence from sex, but she was extremely excited inside. This deviant feeling gave her unprecedented pleasure.
After a while, Fang Ling came back again.
He looked at the bare green jade branches beside the fire and shook his head.
"Where's my roast chicken? Why can't I even see any bones?"
Zizhu, who was meditating nearby, opened his eyes and replied calmly: "Maybe it was taken away by a passing demon spirit..."
"It makes sense." Fang Ling nodded slightly, then suddenly took out a silk handkerchief from his arms and wiped his mouth.
Seeing this, Zizhu blinked, seeming to realize something.
She turned around silently, looked at her appearance with her soul thoughts, and saw that her mouth was full of oil.
It was her first time stealing food, and she had no experience at all, so she ended up in such a mess.
Fang Ling sat down and suddenly asked: "Have you ever heard of the Fang family in the Dongqing Territory?"
Zizhu was in embarrassment. Hearing him talk about other topics, he quickly responded: "If the Fang family you are talking about refers to the overlord of the Dongqing Territory back then, of course I have heard of it."
"At its peak, the Fang family had six great masters in the Immortal Realm, and their power was not even limited to one region."
"However, eighteen years ago, the Fang family was still wiped out. This incident shocked the entire eight regions."
"I especially remember that year when I was away slaying demons, the nunnery owner called me back to Tianjing nunnery with eighteen consecutive messages."
"It takes ten years for the temple gate to be closed. It will take ten years for the world to be peaceful before the temple gate can be opened again."
"Since the Fang family is the overlord of the region, who is it that has the ability to wipe out the Fang family?" Fang Ling asked again.
Zizhu said lightly: "The so-called overlord of a region is just an overlord on the surface."
"In some isolated places, there are immortal holy religions that have been passed down from ancient times to this day, and there are also immortal families that have been passed down from ancient times or even from ancient times to this day."
"These forces almost never show themselves to people because they don't like to come out."
"After all, the aura of heaven and earth in today's eight regions is not as good as the place they secluded in the world. In their opinion, the outside world is turbid..."
"At that time, all the major forces in the eight regions had no suspicion of taking action against the Fang family."
"So everyone knows in their hearts that it was probably a certain immortal family or the Immortal Sect that destroyed the Fang family."
"In fact, this matter can never be determined because no one dares to investigate."
"It is said that any servant from the Changsheng family is considered a master in the outside world."
"I wonder what the Fang family did to offend them?" Fang Ling asked casually.
"Every man is not guilty of having a jade in his possession. I heard from the nunnery owner that the Fang family seems to have obtained some treasure that defies heaven." Zizhu muttered.
"This kind of thing is common in the spiritual world and happens every moment."
"It's just that it happened to a hegemonic force like the Fang family, which is really surprising and disappointing."
"What? Are you related to the Fang family?" she asked again.
Fang Ling shook his head: "I'm just a little curious."
"I think so. It is said that all the people related to the Fang family were liquidated." Zizhu said, "There should be no one related to the Fang family in the world."
Fang Ling stood up, yawned, seemed a little sleepy, and then lay down on his own.
Master Zizhu is the highest-status monk he has come into contact with in the outside world.
What she said is definitely more reliable than what is found in those miscellaneous biographies.
The path of spiritual practice is divided into martial arts and immortality.
The seven realms of martial arts are named after the Big Dipper.
From weak to strong they are Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang and Yaoguang.
After reaching the limit of martial arts, which is the realm of Yaoguang's perfection, it takes seven tribulations to break through to the fairyland.
Ninety-nine percent of the monks throughout the ages have been trapped in this period of tribulation and cannot overcome it.
But even the Fang family, which had six masters of the Immortal Realm, was still quietly wiped out.
This made Fang Ling feel great pressure. With his current strength, he was still too weak.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at Zizhu with some displeasure.
She suddenly came over and without saying hello...
Fang Ling was already in a bad mood, but she immediately became angry when she made him do it.
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After a long time, Fang Ling let out a breath and put her down.
Zizhu gasped lightly, picked up the clothes on the side with her feet, and immediately put them on herself.
Fang Ling was about to say something, but as soon as she turned around, she disappeared again.
Not far away, Zizhu sat cross-legged on the lotus platform with a rosy complexion.
I couldn't help but mutter in my heart: "This guy... is so aggressive tonight..."
When she was hugged by Fang Ling, she felt like her soul was about to fly into the sky.
"Still no progress at all... This level is really sad."
The thought that she was still forgetful and even more intoxicated made her feel infinitely annoyed and guilty.