Phew-

The sound of breaking the air resounded, and Zhu Tiancang came to the valley that he had probed from the little Diamond Wind level monster.

As far as the eye can see, the prohibitions are all over the valley, and if they are taken out individually, these prohibitions are not too strong, but under Zhang Xingquan's conscious arrangement, countless prohibitions are perfectly connected, and the interlocking power is not much weaker than those top-level prohibitions.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Tiancang's eyes were even more determined.

He could now be more sure that the latter definitely had a teacher, and it was likely to be the person sent here by Penglai Island.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhu Tiancang reined in his breath and quietly swept into the valley.

In the face of the Creation of the Blue Lotus Body, these so-called prohibitions are just illusory things.

After entering the valley, Zhu Tiancang found that the layout of the valley was very simple, except for the rather good illusion, there was almost no modification, and a bluestone path led straight to the inside of the valley.

Walking along the bluestone path, you can see a large tree standing deep in the valley, with lush branches and foliage, like spring all year round.

Under the big tree, an attic made of wood stands, with the sound of trickling water around it, which is quite freehand and natural.

In this demonic Lion Camel Ridge, this place is almost another world, and there is no comparison.

Just as Zhu Tiancang stepped out of the bluestone path, the closed door of the attic quietly opened.

With a dim light lit up, the pearls in the attic shone brightly after receiving the moonlight, and soon the area shone like day.

In the next second, from within the attic hall, a calm voice came out: "Marshal Tianpeng, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang's expression changed slightly, and he said secretly: "It's exposed!"

Immediately after, Zhu Tiancang became puzzled.

He has been constricting his aura to the extreme since he came in, and with the artifact of the Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Transformation Technique, it stands to reason that even if the other party is a quasi-saint, he should not be so easily noticed.

The most important thing is that the latter's sentence has been waiting for him for a long time, and he has already calculated that he will come here, which can't help but make Zhu Tiancang's heart become more and more solemn.

After about a moment, Zhu Tiancang came back to his senses, took a deep breath to suppress the emotions in his heart, and took one step and walked straight towards the attic hall.

Although it has been exposed, the latter is obviously waiting for him, and he does not even exude any malice, and Zhu Tiancang has nothing to fear.

Dada——

Step by step into the hall with your feet on the boards.

In the center of the hall, a handsome man in a white robe sat there.

In front of the man, the tea set was placed, the heat in the teapot was rising, and there was a faint fragrance of tea in the whole hall, which was combined with the smell of wood used to build the attic, which made people feel relaxed and happy for a while.

Surprisingly, the man had been boiling tea and waiting.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Tiancang's eyes shrank, and the information he had discovered during the day couldn't help but appear in his mind.

Zhang Xingquan is a forbidden son born from the combination of man and demon, and when he was in the mortal world, he was the prince of a country, and after the final failure to seize the throne, he awakened the demon blood in his body and stepped into the path of cultivation.

Suddenly, the latter's appearance and behavior also made Zhu Tiancang relieved.

After pondering for a while, Zhu Tiancang did not hesitate, and asked directly: "You are Zhang Xingquan?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xingquan glanced up at Zhu Tiancang, nodded undeniably, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to the chair opposite the table and said, "Marshal Tianpeng, please!"

Seeing this, Zhu Tiancang did not hesitate, walked up with a single step, and sat down on the chair.

When Zhu Tiancang sat down, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Xingquan's mouth, and with a wave of his hand, the pale golden tea in the teapot flew out and landed in a teacup in front of Zhu Tiancang.

After the tea was filled, Zhang Xingquan waved his hand to take the remaining tea back to the teapot, and stretched out his hand again to please: "Marshal Tianpeng, please taste the tea!"

Needless to say, Zhu Tiancang's eyes at the moment were also staring directly at the golden tea in front of him.

Golden Tea!

From this tea, Zhu Tiancang could clearly feel a Sikkim aura, incomparably sharp, and sharp.

It can be said that if it weren't for the teacups and tea placed in front of him, Zhu Tiancang would have wondered if it was a gold magic weapon in front of him.

After a short period of silence, Zhu Tiancang spoke: "Gold Innate Spirit Root!"

In Zhu Tiancang's view, only the innate spirit treasure can have such power, and golden tea naturally belongs to the gold system.

For a while, Zhu Tiancang was a little surprised in his heart.

The gold innate spirit root, this is not easy to find, in the vast three realms, except for the gold innate spirit root that he encountered in the Bodhi world back then, Zhu Tiancang really has not seen the existence of the rest of the gold innate spirit roots.

And this Zhang Xingquan not only holds the innate spiritual root of the gold system, but also a tea tree, which is simply incredible, after all, in the Three Realms, in addition to the great supernatural powers who tend to be bold and bold, they will choose to drink, and more monks will choose to drink tea, naturally, the innate spiritual roots of tea trees are extremely precious, especially the innate level of tea trees, which are basically only possible for the great supernatural powers of the ancient era.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup, Zhu Tiancang glanced at Zhang Xingquan out of the corner of his eye, and saw that the latter was sitting there without the slightest wave, and he also relaxed.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhu Tiancang raised the teacup and brought it to his mouth, and after sipping it slightly, he drank a cup of golden tea in his stomach.

The tea was originally used for tasting, but Zhu Tiancang's move was a bit of a cow chewing peonies, which was really a failure.

Zhu Tiancang also knew this, but he couldn't control himself.

That golden tea is too domineering, although it is tea, but it gives people the feeling that it is not inferior to the spirits of the Three Realms, and even better than the demon brew of Zhikui.

After a cup of tea, Zhu Tiancang put down the teacup and said, "Good tea." ”

After speaking, Zhu Tiancang's eyes looked at Zhang Xingquan and said, "Zhang Xingquan, this marshal has a lot of questions to ask you." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xingquan's expression was still calm, as if everything was within his calculations, and he nodded and said, "Marshal Tianpeng, please ask, I must know everything." ”

Seeing this, Zhu Tiancang's eyes narrowed, and he immediately did not hesitate to say anything, and said bluntly: "Are you a monk from Penglai Island!"

This sentence goes straight to the point.

If the latter is a monk from Penglai Island, then there is still a possibility that the two sides will continue to talk.

If not, then Zhu Tiancang naturally wouldn't waste time and patience here.

The most important thing is that if Zhang Xingquan is not the monk of Penglai Island in his guess, then what he just said is undoubtedly exposing himself, if possible, Zhu Tiancang will even choose to kill people.

(End of chapter)