The reverence of the Dao, the esteem of virtue

"That expert, he should be able to get used to the food, right?"

At this moment, elsewhere in the village, the village head felt somewhat worried.

Having just seen Fang Zelin shout a few words and then rescue the person, he immediately knew that this man was no ordinary person.

I came back first because I wanted to borrow some food from the other households so that I could give this sage a good meal.

This is also a way of expressing the gratitude of my village.

They just didn't know if the other party could eat the food they had cobbled together.

The other villagers thought about it after hearing this.

If they were given the food, they would definitely eat it all up.

But if that expert is fair-skinned and has delicate skin, it's possible he wouldn't be able to stomach the food.

"I can't really eat anymore."

Fang Zelin looked at the food on the table and murmured something to himself.

"What?"

Upon hearing this, the woman standing nearby was startled. Could this expert truly not eat their food?

"Ah, I mean, this is the first time I've ever seen such a sumptuous meal. I don't even know how to eat it all. I used to live the life of a poor scholar, and I've never eaten such a lavish meal before."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin quickly made up a story.

He could tell that the food must have been borrowed from other villagers. The fact that everyone had put together such a lavish meal left Fang Zelin speechless.

Upon hearing this, the woman smiled and said, "My benefactor, you are too kind. This place is not like other places, so please forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality."

He gestured for Fang Zelin and the other man to sit down and eat slowly, then turned and left.

She was worried that if she stayed, it would affect their meal.

"Senior, this is..."

Zhenke realized the other person's good intentions at this moment, and suddenly felt that she couldn't eat anymore.

After all, the other party had gone to great lengths to provide this hospitality.

"Hey, eat up, otherwise they'll think we didn't treat them well."

Fang Zelin sighed and invited Zhenke to sit down and eat together.

Since the other party had already gone this far, Fang Zelin and his companion naturally couldn't refuse.

After the two finished eating, the woman came in and saw that they had eaten most of the food on the table, and she was immediately delighted.

She was also worried that she might not have been a good host.

That's good, since the two of them have eaten so much!

"Old man, I wonder if you saw a dark cloud drifting across the night sky a few days ago, around the time of Xu (7-9 PM)?"

After finishing his meal, Fang Zelin went to the door and asked the old man next to him for news.

Upon hearing this, the old man's cloudy eyes showed a thoughtful expression, then he shook his head.

"I was already asleep by then, but I didn't know if there were any dark clouds or anything."

Are you already asleep?

Fang Zelin frowned slightly upon hearing this.

As we continue on this route, it will get later and later.

By that time, apart from a few wandering spirits of the Underworld Bureau, they will probably all be asleep.

If even the wandering spirit didn't notice, then the clues might be lost forever.

Thank you.

Although he didn't get the information he wanted, Fang Zelin still thanked the old man.

Then he lay down to rest in a room arranged by the villagers.

When night fell and everyone in the village was asleep, Fang Zelin quietly got up.

I used to see a lot of land being cultivated in the village, but now it looks so good.

Upon arriving at the field, Fang Zelin waved his hand and unleashed the Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique.

After the gentle rain began to fall and irrigated the fields in the village twice, Fang Zelin finally went back to his room to sleep.

The people in the village are quite simple and honest.

He didn't have much money left; keeping even a little wouldn't be good, and keeping too much wouldn't be good either.

This is the only way to help the village's crops increase their yield.

I've watered it twice, so I think this year's harvest will be better.

The next day.

As dawn broke, Fang Zelin and Zhenke bid farewell to the villagers and strode away.

The two walked the entire way, so they didn't have to worry about encountering any wolves or tigers along the way.

"Did you get up last night, senior?"

After leaving the village, Zhenke suddenly pursed her lips and asked.

Last night, she sensed that Senior Fang seemed to have gotten up.

She sensed a surge of Spiritual Qi outside the village and figured it must be Senior Fang casting a spell outside the village.

"Yes, I used the Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique. The people here are having a hard time, so let's help them if we can."

Fang Zelin nodded, and handed a portion of dry rations to Zhenke.

Sensing the hardships faced by the villagers, Fang Zelin didn't dare stay for breakfast. He quickly left with Zhenke, using the excuse of needing to get going.

Zhenke took the dry rations, took a bite, and felt that Senior Fang was indeed very meticulous in his work.

Following Senior Fang like this, I gained a lot of experience along the way.

"Senior Fang, you also used your experiences in the mortal world as a form of cultivation?"

Zhenke's eyes widened as she stared at Senior Fang.

"Yes and no, but these things can certainly help cultivate one's virtue."

Fang Zelin offered a brief explanation, "As you know, virtue is of utmost importance to us cultivators."

"Yes, Master mentioned this repeatedly before I even entered the sect, but where has this junior done anything wrong in terms of conduct?"

Upon hearing Fang Zelin's words, Zhenke's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but ask a question.

As a cultivator, it would be quite unfortunate if someone said you lacked virtue.

It's especially bad if the person saying it is a senior.

"No need to be nervous, I'm just talking to you about the matter of virtue."

Seeing Zhenke's nervousness, Fang Zelin immediately reassured her, casually took the gourd from his waist, took a sip of the wine, and said loudly.

"The Dao gives birth to them, Virtue nourishes them, things take shape, and vessels are formed."

Therefore, all things revere the Way and value virtue.

"The Way is revered, and virtue is valued."

After Fang Zelin finished speaking, he glanced at Zhenke beside him.

After hearing this, Zhenke froze on the spot, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

At this moment, she was trying her best to understand what Senior Fang was saying, but her heart was filled with excitement.

She knew that Senior Fang was guiding her, and if she could grasp even a little bit of his wisdom, then entering the Seeking Dao Mountain would be a piece of cake.

Seeing the gleam in Zhenke's eyes, Fang Zelin didn't urge her. He simply stood aside with his hands behind his back, quietly waiting for her to finish comprehending the meaning.

Fang Zelin's stop alone took up most of the day.

"So slow to grasp it?"

Fang Zelin watched as the sun had already moved past its zenith, and couldn't help but turn around to glance at Zhenke behind him.

Zhenke, however, was still in the process of comprehending the truth and had not yet grasped even a fraction of it.

Just as Zhenke was feeling lost and anxious, a sudden inspiration struck her.

A sudden, inexplicable realization arose in my heart.

In an instant, a smile involuntarily appeared on Zhenke's pretty face.