Chapter 750 Luck

   Xu Yishan, the county governor of Annan County, only had six people sitting at the table.

   On the copper plate on the table, there are a total of twenty-four fruits, and it is said that one person can have as many as four in his turn.

   On many other tables, after basically one person per person, there is nothing left, and even if it is left, it is only a star and a half.

   But this table.

  Xu Yishan still sat quietly with his eyes closed and did not move at all.

   Even a few other people were calm, and they didn't see any intention of taking this fruit.

   "Sixth grade Cabernet Sauvignon, hehe." One of them said with a slight smile.

   In fact, the lowest spiritual fruit is the sixth rank, there is no lower, any lower, it is an ordinary fruit!

   "The grade is not high, but being able to take out such a large amount at once shows that there is something to be said for this one." Another person said.

   "That's right!"

   Another person said, "Even for the old man, this grade of fruit is not rare now, but back then, when I was fortunate enough to taste the spiritual fruit for the first time, it was still very shocking."

   The old man said so, and someone on the table looked away.

  Although it is located in a high pavilion, it is still blocked by courtyard walls and vegetation, but its line of sight does not seem to be blocked, but it seems to overlook the entire manor.

   "Indeed, when I tasted the Spirit Fruit for the first time, I should have performed similar to those in the field now."

   he said with a chuckle.

In the    field, now, almost everyone is indulging in the taste of spiritual fruit.

Hearing this, Xu Yishan, who had always been as peaceful as a sleeping mountain, finally opened his eyes and looked at the copper plate on the table in front of him. He said, "If that's the case, then I might as well re-savour the taste of the past. In the end, it’s not good to waste it.”

   After saying this, he reached out and took a fruit and put it in his mouth.

   "Master Xu is right!"

   Several other people on the table were talking and laughing, and they all followed suit.

"Master Xu, it is said that some people can feel the inexplicable rhythm of Taoism when they taste the spiritual fruit for the first time, and then in the subsequent practice, they make rapid progress and directly advance to the ground level." An old man said, "Is there really such a thing? ?"

   This old man is actually a powerhouse.

   However, there are three levels of powerhouses, and even between the same level, there must be strong and weak.

   On this table, Xu Yishan is the strongest, and he is only one step away from the sky.

   Of course, he might not be able to get past this step in his entire life.

   If it is said that from the level of people to the level of the earth, it is like a scorpion, then from the level of the earth to the level of the sky, it is a real scorpion!

   Talent, inheritance, cultivation, and fortune are all indispensable! And in the world, there are very few cultivators who can possess these four at the same time!

   Especially Luck!

   There are many cultivators, not lacking in talent, not lacking in inheritance, and not lacking in cultivation.

  On talent, amazing talent.

  On inheritance, straight to heaven.

  On the cultivation base, he surpasses the group.

   But alone, he lacks a bit of luck.

  The way of luck is both "luck" and "dao".

   "Luck" is hard to say, it is something that even sages cannot grasp.

The    saint can be said to suppress the luck of the air at best. With his magical powers that penetrate the sky and the earth, he forcibly controls the general trend, and thus also controls the luck of the air, but that is only "forced" in the end.

  The journey of luck originates from heaven and earth.

  The sage only penetrates the sky and the earth, not the heaven and the earth.

   This is "luck".

   As for the "Tao"...

   The status of heaven and place has a fixed number.

   The battle for the road is no fluke.

   In the end, someone has to do it, and someone can't do it.

  In this world, since ancient times, I don’t know how many people with great ambitions, who are good at talent, good at inheritance, and good at cultivation, but only succumbed to the fate, and finally, they are grieved and depressed, trapped in the ground and unable to get out.

   "My generation of cultivators should have a heart of reverence, respect the sky, the earth, and the saints." Xu Yishan said leisurely, "As for feeling the rhythm of the Tao from the spiritual fruit and breaking into the earth..."

   "To be honest with you, Xu was one of them back then."

   This is something that no one knows about.

   Hearing this, there was silence.

   The other five people on the table, three on the ground floor, and two people on the bottom seat, all looked at Xu Yishan with a look of "So it's so" and "So you're so powerful."

  Xu Yishan just lowered his eyes slightly, not looking at anyone.

  Besides this table, almost everyone in the entire manor is fascinated by spirit fruit.

The reason why    Lingguo is Lingguo is that it was bred in Lingshan and beautiful waters and grew up in an environment rich in spiritual energy.

   And what is Reiki?

   That is the most important thing for cultivators between heaven and earth!

  Eating spiritual fruit can’t directly increase your cultivation, but you can use it to experience the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and some people with extremely extraordinary talents can use it as an introduction to introduce themselves deeper into the “world”.

   Therefore, at this moment, even the children of a few years old in the field, they closed their eyes, rested their hearts, and clarified their minds early in the thousands of instructions from adults.

   Just taste the fruit.

   Just feel the fragrance and a little blend of body and mind.

   However, unfortunately, in the large manor, there seems to be no characters who feel the aura, because there is no change in the air.

   This is normal!

In the    high pavilion, on the seat of six people, someone was watching the entire manor indifferently.

  Time passed bit by bit.

   No matter how slow you taste, no matter how hard you taste, it’s just a fruit, and it’s still the size of a finger!

   Therefore, the tasting of spiritual fruit gradually came to an end.

   After tasting it, when I opened my eyes, some people were intoxicated physically and mentally, some people were very excited, and some people showed a hint of disappointment in their eyes.

   Whether it was the first ordinary fruit or the spiritual fruit just now, they were all just "fruits".

After the    fruit, it must be served, and that is the main meal.

When    withdrew, all the copper plates were empty, even Xu Yishan's table was no exception.

   And then, immediately after, the rich soup dishes came up like flowing water, filling every table again.

  Those who fly in the sky, walk on the ground, and swim in the water, but anyone in Qingshui City or Annan County, here, even if they are not fully prepared, they are all in sevens and eights, and they are cooked with great care.

  It was getting late, and the spirit fruit just now seemed to have opened everyone's appetite. For a time, the manor was full of gluttonous food.

   This kind of thoughtful and well-prepared feast is rarely seen even in a family, so most of the guests are quite satisfied.

   But there are also a few well-informed guests, who are just scratching their heads and keep their stomachs.

   "Brother Shui, why don't you eat it? Could it be that there is spiritual food in the back..."

   "Exactly!"

   Without waiting for this person to ask any further questions, the entire table, including the entire manor, no matter the front, back, left, right or near, all the guests smelled a strange and fragrant fragrance.

   And almost at the moment of smelling this fragrance, countless stomach growls rang out.

   Want to eat!

  The strong fragrance penetrates the manor and continues to diffuse towards the outside of the manor.

Some people are drinking light wine in the winery and chatting happily with three or five friends; some people are lying on their backs in the inn, still sleeping late; ...

  The fragrance flows like running water and blows like a breeze.

Wherever    passed, there was an uproar and then silence.

   Those who smelled the fragrance, no matter what they were doing before, all stopped at this moment, with shock, strangeness, reminiscence, and intoxication.

   (end of this chapter)