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Among the palaces of the female kings of Xiliang.

Yang Qifeng, who thought he could see, was the king of the Xiliang Female Kingdom,

Unfortunately, it wasn't the last to appear.

Walking slowly into it was a nun.

The nun is delicate and vulgar, with a radiant complexion, although Qingsi is not there, she can still see that she is a beautiful beauty, with a graceful figure, although she is wrapped in a wide robe, she still can't hide her slender and graceful state.

Looking back on the past, when the green silk was still there.

must be a stunning beauty who captivates the country and the city.

"Amitabha," the nun clasped her hands together, came to the front, and said the Buddha's name directly.

"The donor is a distinguished guest, so please take a seat," while speaking, the appearance of the dormitory has changed greatly, and the surroundings have become empty.

Illusory, false, true, hazy, when it is clear.

The surroundings have changed greatly, the mahogany carved wooden table is listed in front, and the nun herself kneels directly in front of the table, stretching out her hand to signal Yang Qifeng to sit down.

Yang Qifeng was indifferent, the change in front of him was no longer enough to move him, and he couldn't do it with such a means.

It's just a formation here that blinds people's senses, or a phantom array.

"Tea!" After seeing Yang Qifeng sit down, the nun didn't immediately say what the purpose of this was doing?

Instead, he began to entertain Yang Qifeng.

With the order of the nun, a palace lady with a slender waist circumference dragged a long palace dress. Holding a teapot in your hand, or a teacup. Step by step.

There is only one thing in the hands of every palace lady.

Like this teacup. The two teacups actually bothered the two palace laves.

It's just a pot of tea, and it's annoying that several people are busy.

Ying Ying knelt in front of Yang Qifeng, and Gong E began to pour tea into this delicate teacup.

The tea flows, exuding a fragrant aroma.

Smelling the snort, it gives people a refreshing feeling.

This is not ordinary tea, but spiritual tea. It is a spiritual tea planted in a place where the aura of heaven and earth is strong.

Yang Qifeng picked up the teacup and took a sip directly, but he shook his head lightly and said, "The taste of this tea is too light, the aura is too scattered, and it is too bad,"

The nun didn't say her purpose, and the Treasure Pavilion summoned him to come, why in the end?

Yang Qifeng, he naturally won't ask in a hurry, he is also happy and relaxed. Although the mission of the Treasure Pavilion, if it can be completed, the benefits will definitely be not small, but the benefits are always proportional to the danger. The greater the benefits, the greater the dangers.

If the other party doesn't say anything, this mission will end directly......

Yang Qifeng likes this kind of thing very much, but he also knows it. This is an unrealistic thing to do.

He couldn't have come for nothing.

Yang Qifeng had all kinds of things flashing in his mind, but above his appearance. I don't see a single thing at all.

Single-mindedness and dual-use, for him who has achieved a heavenly immortal, it is a very easy thing.

Yang Qifeng waved his hand, and a faint light wrapped the palm of his hand, and in a flash, a porcelain bottle appeared in the palm of his hand.

As he opened the porcelain vase, a faint aura slowly drifted out.

He opened his mouth and said, "This tea is Qingling tea,"

"Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a great supernatural person who obtained a branch of enlightenment tea, ecstatic, such as a treasure, after going back, looking for a place with rich aura, constantly watering the three light divine water, wanting to cultivate a enlightenment tea, but unfortunately failed in the end,"

"But it is also extraordinary, because it can't be enlightened, it tastes ethereal, clear and clear, so it's called Qingling tea,"

Lingcha, replaced by the previous Yang Qifeng, he is naturally impossible to have, his current strength is not bad, Tianxian is already a tyrant in this world.

But in the end, his cultivation is too fast, and his background is insufficient.

Don't say it's these rare spiritual teas, even if it's a spiritual thing that you usually eat, it's not a simple thing to get together.

It also took a lot of effort for him to be able to make it up.

But since he became the master of Jilei Mountain, all this has been different.

The wealth of Jilei Mountain, although it has been squandered by the Bull Demon King, has a deep foundation in the end, especially this Bull Demon King, he is not a person who can treat himself badly, such as these enjoyment things, there is no shortage in Jilei Mountain.

wants to fight for wealth, Yang Qifeng is not afraid of this nun.

Even a golden immortal like the Bull Demon King has tempered three feet in the Moyun Cave of Jilei Mountain, how can this nun be compared.

The craft of making tea, Yang Qifeng is also good, but he absolutely can't do it.

So he didn't do anything, but directly delivered the Qingling tea to Gong E, who was standing aside.

Looking at Gong E's action of making tea, that set of flowing techniques is extremely pleasing to the eye.

Make tea, but there is a university question,

It's not just a matter of soaking tea leaves in water.

The water quality, as well as the techniques, will all be affected.

Yang Qifeng looked at the nun in front of him quietly, he knew that the other party was already impatient at the moment, just now the other party obviously planned to use tea to start a conversation, but he was interrupted.

"This water is too bad, it's not worthy of Qingling Tea to get some water from the Zimu River," the nun looked at the brewed Qingling tea, took a sip of the teacup, and then said leisurely.

In a word, Yang Qifeng, who was still wearing a shallow smile, immediately faded with a smile, his face was expressionless, his eyes were blazing, staring at the nun in front of him, and he spoke, "What does this mean?"

The harmonious atmosphere began to become solemn.

What are the consequences of the water of the Zimu River, how can Yang Qifeng not know.

At the beginning, even the old pig was hooked, although the old pig was only acquired, far inferior to him is congenital, but the old pig is a little stronger than Yang Qifeng, that is, the old pig's original realm is a true immortal, although his strength has fallen a little, but if he strictly calculates, he still has to surpass the immortals.

Yang Qifeng doesn't think that he is extremely special, and the water of this Zimu River will not cause the slightest harm to himself.

Drinking the water of the Zimu River, my whole body was sore, and my limbs were weak.

It's at the mercy of others.

"Don't worry, as long as the water of the Zimu River leaves the land of the Zimu River for ten miles, it will no longer have any effect, and it is no different from clear water, but the water quality is better," the nun explained.

"This is the same as Qingling tea,"

"It's okay to drink tea, let's take out the tokens, right?" (To be continued......)