Heading to Jiangnan

The firewood under the pot was burning brightly, and wisps of smoke were rising from it.

After adding firewood, Fang Zelin sat down in front of the fire.

"Thank you for the ancient recipe; the description of the fine wine it contains makes one's mouth water just looking at it."

Fang Zelin looked at Zhang Weichu and immediately smiled.

Fang Zelin can only brew one type of ancient winemaking recipe at present, mainly due to a lack of ingredients.

Some of the finest wines are made using a method where pre-brewed wine is used in place of water for fermentation; this is called the double fermentation method.

To brew this kind of wine, you need enough Clear as Empty) before you can brew more wine.

"Sir, you're too kind. To be honest, it was just that I had a craving."

Zhang Weichu smiled upon hearing this; he had heard Judge Wen mention it so many times that he wanted to try it himself.

Fang Zelin smiled upon seeing this. The City God has existed for a long time, and sometimes one can find some things that have been lost to the outside world.

It's a pity there are no Cultivation Method or anything like that.

The Underworld Bureau believes that Martial Dao are about killing, so although some people come to worship seeking martial arts skills, the Underworld Bureau has never granted them.

If this thing is given away, and someone uses their martial arts skills to do evil, the Underworld Bureau will hold it against them.

"I suppose we can drink this wine once we get back."

Fang Zelin has already started brewing the wine; judging by the time, it should be ready to drink when he gets back.

"Then I can certainly look forward to it!"

Zhang Weichu this and quickly cupped his hands in thanks.

"From what you're saying, sir, you're going to leave?"

Hearing this from the side, Bai Lu immediately seized the opportunity to interject and quickly asked a question.

Fang Zelin nodded slightly upon hearing this, "Yes, I've heard that the scenery in the misty Jiangnan is quite beautiful. I'll go and take a look."

After what the waiter said, Fang Zelin also became interested in going to Jiangnan to take a look.

He Chenyi didn't think anything of it when he saw Fang Zelin leaving.

It's perfectly normal for an immortal like Fang Zelin to enjoy traveling.

Upon hearing this, the white deer and the tiger demon were immediately disappointed.

But then I thought, the immortal will come back anyway, so it doesn't matter.

During the conversation, Fang Zelin would occasionally add firewood to the fire.

A moment later, the rice in the wooden bucket was fully cooked.

Fang Zelin took the wooden bucket and opened it. A wisp of white steam rose up, and the fragrance immediately spread.

It still smells familiar.

The portion wasn't large, but it was enough for them to try.

Fang Zelin divided the steamed spirit rice into portions, one portion for each person.

The rice enters the mouth, and the familiar taste and aroma spread throughout.

The taste of the spirit rice is not that soft and sticky; rather, it has a chewy texture. With each chew, you can clearly feel each grain of spirit rice being bitten open in your mouth.

This is a very clear feeling.

Once each grain of spirit rice is bitten open, a delicate fragrance bursts forth, swirling and dancing in the mouth.

Each grain is distinct, and the aroma is rich; the taste is simply unforgettable.

Zhang Weichu ate this meal, he was filled with emotion.

After becoming a water ghost, he could no longer eat, and the only place he could get a meal was at Fang Zelin's.

This gave him a sense of returning to his former self as a human being.

The white deer and the tiger demon beside them were also eating with great relish.

I've tried Bailu once before, but even now, I still can't stop eating it.

As for the giant tiger

I just saw the other person swallow it all in one gulp; after taking a bite, it seemed to be gone.

Now he's looking up at his surroundings with longing eyes, as if wondering what the taste was like and whether he'd actually gotten to eat it.

"That."

The giant tiger moved closer to the white deer, its eyes fixed on the spirit rice in the deer's mouth.

The white deer gave the other party a wary look. "Don't even think about taking my spirit rice, or I'll poke a few holes in you with my antlers!"

The tiger demon, startled by this, felt somewhat aggrieved. "I didn't even notice when I took that bite; it was all gone without me tasting anything."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin couldn't help but chuckle as he glanced at the tiger demon. Indeed, the tiger demon's head was already enormous, but when it opened its mouth, it looked even bigger.

Just that bowl, there was really only one bite for the other person.

A perfectly good bowl of spiritual rice was eaten by the other party and turned into Ginseng Fruit.

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin couldn't help but shake his head repeatedly.

"This year's spirit rice was all used for brewing wine, and that's all we have left. If you don't taste anything special this year, come back next time the spirit rice ripens."

It was just a bowl of spirit rice, and Fang Zelin wasn't stingy at all.

The tiger demon was overjoyed to hear this, for according to the immortal's words, it would have another chance to come.

"Please rest assured, Immortal Master, next time I come, I will definitely bring some spiritual items to exchange for spiritual rice."

The tiger demon, however, seemed to have regained its senses and realized it couldn't accept the immortal's gifts for nothing, so it offered to exchange them for something else.

Fang Zelin smiled upon hearing this; if the other party really had something good, then that would be fine too.

Even some medicinal herbs would do. He would use the Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique to water them and nurture them to a hundred years old before using them for cultivation.

After everyone finished eating, Fang Zelin cleared away the bowls and chopsticks, rinsed them with a stream of water, and placed them aside.

After putting the items back inside, Fang Zelin left and closed the door.

He carried over forty taels of silver with him as expenses for the journey.

"Immortal Master, this humble demon will give you a ride!"

Bai Lu was extremely attentive, and immediately stepped forward to greet Fang Zelin as soon as he came out.

We can't let the tiger demon steal this opportunity!

Fang Zelin did not refuse upon hearing this. After bowing to He Chenyi and the other person, he cast a Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique on Fang Zelin before mounting the white deer.

He Chenyi and the other man clasped their hands in a fist salute and then walked away across the water.

After a short while, the rice swayed in front of the Xiao Xiao wooden house, and a group of chicks clucked, and then peace returned.

"Leave it here."

Bai Lu led Fang Zelin on a hurried journey, and after half a day, she brought Fang Zelin to the territory of Xu Prefecture.

Ahead lies the entrance to Jiangnan.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin patted the white deer, signaling it to stop.

After the white deer obediently stopped and waited for Fang Zelin to dismount, it let out a soft whimper.

"Alright, farewell."

Fang Zelin patted the side of the white deer, indicating that it could Wangqing Mountain.

"Then I bid farewell to you, Immortal Master."

The white deer nodded, then let out a long cry and swiftly flew away.

They vanished without a trace in just a moment.

The speed was indeed very fast, but I'm also ashamed.

He is a cultivator, yet he has not learned any magical Law Technique such as the Divine Movement Step.

If you learn it, you don't need to go through it step by step.

But it's alright, as we walk little by little, whenever we see fields, we can use the Minor Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique to ensure a good harvest.