The drizzle passes through the Liu Palace, and the wind is cold and sunny beach.

The mountains are full of snow, and the night sky is full of thousands of trees.

When the clouds are pure, the sky is high, and when the slums are about to be collected, the water is clean.

The coldness of the beads and dews is the clearness of the green mountains.

The rumbling waves shake the sea, and the boat sails for a hundred miles.

In this place, you can see the world of the world.

Just a trace of breath makes me have such an illusion, this...

Wait, it’s not an illusion! This is a strange phenomenon that arises after one’s cultivation is pure?!

The difference between vision and illusion is simple.

The illusion is fake, it is a deceiving oneself.

The vision is real, and it is usually a side appearance of something, that is, it is not deceived, but it really sees the projection of something.

He felt that this piece of tea actually guided his cultivation towards a more "orthodox" direction.

Mu Xiulan even gave up communicating with Li Qi.

He immediately entered into meditation and began to imitate the breath to adjust his golden elixir.

Regardless of right or wrong, everything depends on that breath!

Because he felt-

A ray of breath floating out of this tea leaves... It's Penglai!

Penglai is the holy land of the Taoist sect and one of the Three Immortal Mountains.

The so-called Three Immortal Mountains are Penglai, Fanghu, and Yingzhou.

This is the most important gathering place for the Taoist sect. It is located in the northeast of the world, sandwiched between the East China Sea and the Arctic Spiritual Path. Half is the sea and half is the mountain.

Three Immortal Mountains and Ten Cave Heavens are the absolute orthodox Taoist sects.

This is an opportunity, a great opportunity!

People like him don’t know if they have the chance to visit Penglai in this life, because they have to find the pot beam first when they go to Penglai. The pot beam is hidden in the ocean and is carried on the back by giant turtles and moves at any time, and there is no way to find it.

There are not a few of the fourth-grade seas in the East China Sea and the Daomen Territory, and the fifth-grade sixth-grade can only be dominated by local powers, similar to the Baiyue Kingdom.

In the only place of Baiyue, there are dozens of kings, at least dozens of fifth-rank masters.

This is the center of the world, the heavens and all worlds, and it is very terrifying.

A seventh-grade person has the power to protect himself here, but if you want to span the world and run from Baiyue to Penglai, you are simply looking for death.

The same monk was like that. He would probably die on the road from Baiyue to the Western Regions.

That's why Li Qicai sighed about his desire for Tao.

And now, Penglai's aura is in front of you, how can Mu Xiulan calm down?!

This practice lasts eighteen hours.

Until the breath from Penglai was completely integrated into the golden elixir, he suddenly changed from a wild Taoist priest to a wild Taoist priest with a slight breath of Penglai.

But that's enough.

This has taken his path a big step forward, and he has even reached the dead end of the road, with a slim chance of breakthrough.

Originally, the seventh grade was already Mu Xiulan's limit, but now... if he took this wisp of Penglai energy as the foundation, he might have the possibility of breaking through the sixth grade. Although there are no opportunities, he finally has hope. .

Mu Xiulan opened her eyes with complicated eyes and found that Li Qi was still sitting in front of him.

Yes, for people of the same seventh grade, more than a dozen hours are just a time to take a nap.

Just a nap time, he can no longer speak the same way as before, and even his future and future have been rewritten.

"Sir...ah no, sir! What is that tea...?" He stood up and never dared to sit opposite Li Qi again.

"Penglai Fairy Tea is the mother tea tree on the top of the mountain. Of course, it is a deteriorating version, because it is picked from the half-dead tree. If it is fresh, it will be well prepared and finally stored in the cellar. It can be regarded as the real Penglai Fairy Tea. .”

"The effect of this in my hand is nine out of ten." Li Qi said.

This is the real thing. The tea tree that Zhu Fengdan snatched was already half dead. He probably got tired of drinking it and didn't care wherever he put it. He probably sent it back in a while.

As for the production process... Li Qi doesn't understand it, nor can he.

But just like this, it is enough to make Mu Xiulan in front of him owe a favor.

"Then, the tea has been finished, the prefect, can I be in front of the king for me-" Li Qi stood up.

"Leave it to me! Even if the king is in seclusion, I will give up my face and I will definitely call her out!" Mu Xiulan's tone was decisive.
Chapter completed!