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Chapter 410 Reflecting on old friends in mountains and rivers, flying flowers and broken jade, magical power is no match for Zhiyong(2/2)

Confused."

"In fact, as long as you are within the scope of the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley, even if you don't go deep into the underground cave, as long as you are attracted by the image of an old friend in the reflection wall, the monk can obtain the inheritance."

Ning Zhuo nodded slightly.

At first, when he saw the Five Elements God Lord under the Lingyin Willow tree, he felt quite strange.

Hearing Lin Bufan's words at this time can be regarded as verification from before.

Lin Bufan's words should be true.

Ning Zhuo is inclined to believe it.

This is not because he believes in Lin Bufan's character, but because he believes in Zhu Xuanji. As a divine catcher, Zhu Xuanji's eyes flicker with golden light, so he has the ability to identify lies. Back then in the Fire Persimmon Fairy City

, he has used this method many times.

Lin Bufan turned his attention to Ning Zhuo at this time, his smile was slightly bitter: "I thought everything was safe."

"Who would have thought that when young Master Ning Zhuo met my beloved disciple for the first time, he made him talk happily. He took out the Yousi Ming Brew and gave it to Ning Zhuo to drink."

"It's just a normal wine tasting, but young master Ning Zhuo has also won the favor of the Five Elements Divine Master Dharma Body and has been passed down."

"It's enough to say that you can get the inheritance by being drunk in the cave. However, after young master Ning Zhuo entered the Xiao Zhengfeng cave, he received the inheritance of the God Lord again."

"Any other monk would be overjoyed to receive such a gift. However, young Master Ning Zhuo has a meticulous mind and an extremely stable temperament. As soon as he discovers a flaw, he seizes it and moves as fast as thunder, leading me to

The apprentice directly found the magic circle and discovered the secret path in the mountain leading to the original mountain."

Having said this, Lin Bufan let out a long sigh and looked desolate.

Ning Zhuo felt something bad in his heart and opened his mouth to speak.

As a result, Lin Bufan said again: "After you have drank tea, you might as well try this cake again."

"This pastry is not my creation. It was created by my daughter Shanshan and my eldest apprentice Jiu'er. It is called Feihua Suiyu."

At this time, Lin Bufan had firmly controlled the conversation and did not give Ning Zhuo any room to express himself.

Ning Zhuo chose to be patient and followed Lin Bufan's wishes and took the cake.

The surface of the pastry is light golden in color, with slightly mottled crack lines. The surface is dotted with a small amount of white sesame seeds and chopped almonds, visually scattered on the jade like flying flowers, which is classic and elegant.

After putting it in his mouth and chewing it, Ning Zhuo discovered that the inside of the pastry was a soft and waxy body, mixed with unevenly distributed raisins, orange peels, grapefruit peels and chopped almonds.

Ning Zhuo ate three in a row and found that the taste of each one was different.

This is mainly because the ingredients in the pastry are not evenly distributed, so every time he eats one, he has new expectations and becomes curious about the next one - what will it taste like?

The sour and sweet taste of raisins? Or the slightly sour and bitter taste of orange peels and grapefruit peels? Sometimes it’s the crunchiness of chopped almonds. The taste of each bite is different, like variables in the layout, making it difficult to predict.

The layered texture of the cake becomes more obvious after chewing many times, gradually turning from soft to a delicate viscous feel, and sometimes the sudden sweet and sour taste of raisins or orange peels brings unexpected surprises.

Ning Zhuo realized something and praised Lin Shanshan's initiative.

Lin Shanshan hurriedly humbled herself, saying that this was just a child's play, and she had a perfunctory attitude towards the homework assigned by her father. She only made the jade cake body and became impatient, so she sought help from her senior brother.

It turned out that Linghujiu had a lazy temperament. When making Linghu cake, he was greedy for wine and couldn't help but drink a lot, resulting in uneven distribution of ingredients.

But there are mistakes, and it actually contributes to the uniqueness of this flying flower and broken jade.

Zhu Xuanji, Shen Lingshu and others all felt something while eating the spiritual cake.

The next moment, Lin Bufan's words confirmed their understanding. They heard the head of the Wanyao Sect speak slowly: "The flying flowers and broken jade are the younger generations, a surprise brought to me as an elder."

"It also tells me that children and grandchildren have their own blessings and opportunities. As an elder, if I just arrange it carefully according to my own wishes, it may be a kind of foolishness, and I should not be too demanding."

"Alas...people's hearts can change."

"Once upon a time, I accepted many disciples and taught them to practice successfully, just to plot the Linlang Reflecting Wall."

"But now, I want these younger generations to grow up more stably."

"For example, Young Master Ning Zhuo's visit to Wanyao Sect is like this flying flower and broken jade, which has brought great surprise to my sect!"

"The interactions and encounters between you, my daughter Shanshan, and my eldest disciple Jiu'er are like the combination of these ingredients, forming a spiritual cake with a unique and novel flavor."

"Alas, I am getting old. I only hope that you will have good karma and good results in the future!"

Lin Bufan spoke earnestly and thoughtfully, as if he were a kind-hearted elder in the family who was concerned about his future generations.

Ning Zhuo sighed: "High, it's really too high!"

"I learned a lot. I learned a lot."

Lin Bufan's rhetorical mediation allowed him to make progress despite defeat.

The atmosphere in the living room was greatly relaxed. Zhu Xuanji and Shen Lingshu pressed hard, with the intention of raising an army to punish him. But at this moment, the two of them developed a lot of affection for Lin Bufan and gained more understanding of the latter.

With the help of tea and cakes, Lin Bufan cleverly explained his ideas and made others agree with him. While retaining his face and authority as the leader, he also used the relationship between Ning Zhuo, Lin Shanshan and Linghu Jiu to close the distance between him and the Ning family. , turn enemies into friends to the greatest extent possible!

He deserves to be Lin Bufan, and he deserves to be a powerful figure who has run the entire sect for hundreds of years.

If Wanyao Sect develops under a leader like him, can it not prosper and prosper?

Ning Zhuo was ashamed to find that compared with Lin Bufan's communicative skills, his frequent use of the lifeline was a kind of degradation, a lack of progress, and a kind of laziness.

"Headmaster Lin Bufan is an outstanding person!"

"I want to follow his example and study hard!!"

"How can we improve in this aspect if we always use the supernatural power of Human Life Thread to assist?"

"Although the Thread of Life is powerful, due to the cultivation level, it cannot be used to plant Yuanying. Even if it is planted to Linghu Wine, it will be noticed."

"But this kind of communication means that the spring breeze turns into rain and sneaks into the night, moistening things silently."

"Wonderful, wonderful beyond words."

Immediately, Ning Zhuo decided to rely less on magical powers in the future and focus on exploring his own potential.

It is not difficult to use magical powers. What is difficult is to be able to do so without using magical powers.

Ning Zhuo saw this kind of realm and ability in Lin Bufan today.

"It is precisely the magic that stops at cultivation, but the wisdom can be endless!"
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