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In fact, both sides are clear in their hearts.

Li Qi was able to say this, he must be counting on the eunuch to help him, and he also suppressed the water gu, it was a small thing, it was a gift.

And this gift, Li Qi himself is willing to give it.

It is indeed empathetic.

And the prefect naturally understood the implication. There must be gifts or other things behind Li Qi. All in all, he should really want to visit the king.

Although the prefect of Ezhou didn't know the use of a seventh-rank visit to the king, but the other party was much stronger than himself, so it was hard to refuse.

The seventh-rank witch who suddenly appeared in front of him was terrifyingly strong at first glance.

In a few minutes, all the water Gus in a big river were easily suppressed with the curse, and after suffering the backlash, he was able to speak easily...

It's scary.

How terrifying the way of heaven in the world is, even a practitioner who has entered the hall knows that changing the ecological environment of an area without authorization will definitely bring severe backlash.

If Mu Xiulan were to do this by herself, she would have to do it bit by bit, break things into pieces, and spend more than ten years slowly digesting the backlash, so as to ensure no injury.

But he saw with his own eyes that Li Qi suffocated all the backlash, and he didn't seem to be in any serious trouble...

Even if Wu Dao has a small human body with strong vitality, it can use the inner world to fight the outer world, resulting in a much stronger endurance, but it will not be so strong.

The simple conversation between the two, and Li Qi's disgusting curse, probably already understood what the other party wanted to show.

Since both sides have their own needs, it is appropriate to sit down and talk. Li Qi followed the Mu Xiulan prefect all the way to the prefect's mansion.

When he arrived at the prefect's mansion, he finally broke away from the mortal world and gained a bit of immortal air.

The prefect's mansion also has a typical Taoist aesthetic, with a mansion inside and a garden outside.

In the garden, the pavilions are varied, the flowers and trees are beautiful, the smoke is green and the green cages are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, and there is a faint scent of the wind, which makes people refreshed, floating like clouds, like an inhuman realm.

Look at the arrangement in the garden.

Chirping cranes lined up from the door, roaring lingjue singing with water.

Covering the leaf light with emeralds, and the uneven stone shadows with hibiscus.

The clear pool is steep and rocky, as deep as a mountain, surrounded by exquisite Tibetan mansions, green vines, flowers blooming and falling. Living in it, you don't know you are in the middle of the city.

Li Qi led the old horse through the garden and handed the old horse over to the respectful groom.

The old horse snorted, knocked its hooves impatiently, and stuck out its tongue.

According to Lao Ma's experience, many good things will happen next.

Li Qi, on the other hand, stood at the edge of the garden, walking slowly, admiring the scenery, and said to Mu Xiulan, "It's just a wall, but the gap is so big, it seems like a lifetime away."

"Mr.'s words are a bit harsh. I don't have someone who has never scraped the flesh. On the contrary, I, the prefect, have done a lot of hard work. The prefect's mansion has never been repaired by civilians. I built it with my own hands and feet. What I use is just the salary that the lord promised me." Mu Xiulan said with a smile: "If I say that I have influence on them, I am afraid that there are only advantages and no disadvantages. For the sake of it."

It's not easy for Li Qi to refute what he said.

Because in fact there is a good chance that is the case.

A seventh-rank Taoist monk, to be honest, can build this garden by himself without any outsiders.

Those ordinary people outside are of no help to him at all.

Even that low-quality official position was essentially provided to him by Lord Ling Xiao.

Because all the national destiny of Ling Xiao Kingdom itself, as well as the personality of existence itself, are exclusive to the Lord Ling Xiao Kingdom.

The other officials and officials are only sharing the authority and power of the Lord Run with the permission of the Lord Ling Xiao, and the outsiders really have nothing to do with them.

The prefect Mu, in essence, just takes the money from the lord, does what the lord asks him to do, and manages the state well.

But this job doesn't have much contact with ordinary people outside.

He has no obligation or responsibility to make these mud legs live well. He only needs to be responsible to the king. Anyway, he can live well on his own. He has no contact with ordinary people outside, no need, no need exploit them.

The two sides can even be said to be different species. He is a dignified seventh-rank Taoist monk. Even if it is wild, it is still a long-lived person. They are not in a society, and there is no link between productivity and production relations.

Just like the aliens and the earthlings, no matter how prosperous the civilization of the alien planets is, it has nothing to do with the earthlings, and the aliens have no obligation or responsibility to make the technological progress of the earthlings.

It's brutal and realistic.

Like Tang Guo, powerful practitioners are obliged to take social responsibility in the form of pure sacrifice, and only humanity can do it in the whole world.

At this time, Li Qi waved his hand and said with a relaxed smile: "The prefect was joking, I didn't mean that, but I was a little surprised that the prefect was able to build this kind of fairy garden in this kind of place."

"After all, you see, in the Baiyue area, the source of spirit is weakened, and Dao disputes continue. The efficiency of building a cave here is much lower, and it can't be compared with the direction of Wushen Mountain."

Hearing Li Qi's explanation, Mu Xiulan seemed to relax a little bit, he also showed a wry smile, and sighed, "That's true, but what can we do if we were born in Baiyue?"

"In Baiyue, I'm the prefect of a state, and I'm at the seventh rank. Except for the lords and their sixth-rank cronies, I can walk sideways in Baiyue. Although the resources are not enough outside, the environment is not as good as outside, but there is not much competition. I will always be able to get the resources for this one-third of an acre of land."

"It's really uncomfortable to be caught between humanity and witchcraft, but it also means that accidents are not easy... Anyone who wants to meddle in Baiyue's affairs has to weigh whether he is qualified or not."

"If you choose Wushen Mountain, or Tang Kingdom, not to mention their high-level existence like the sea, but only the seventh-rank like me, what use can I have?"

Saying this, Mu Xiulan looked at Li Qi: "Sir, with the strength of Mr., who can easily withstand the backlash of a big river, he is naturally like a fish in water outside, and can soar, but if we go out of Baiyue, we will be transformed from local snakes Turned into a mangy snake."

Hearing this, Li Qi stopped talking.

Besides, it's impolite.

The two fell into a brief silence for a while, and soon left the garden, came to the main hall of the mansion, and sat opposite each other.

The prefect opened his mouth and said, "Come here, pass the tea."

But at this time, Li Qi shook his head with a smile: "I came here unexpectedly this time, and I have to ask the eunuch to help pass the transmission. How can I have the nerve to drink the eunuch's tea again? I happen to have some good products here, and I can let the eunuch taste it."

"Oh? Good tea that people like Mr. respect highly? Then I should see and see." Mu Xiulan said immediately.

He was also a little curious, is this the 'benefit' that Li Qi is going to give him?
It doesn't look like it, everyone is Qipin, how can tea be so good?
It should just be a relationship with him.

However, it is definitely not something that can be taken out casually. This time, I think I can open my eyes to see what good things these people from outside Baiyue enjoy.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiulan watched as Li Qi carefully took out a few tea leaves from the mustard bag.

These tea leaves are not good in appearance, they look withered and yellow, and they are still soft.

Obviously, it has not been fried or baked, it is simply picked off, and it is not well preserved, allowing the leaves to gradually wither and turn yellow.

This kind of storage condition... even good tea has been ruined, right?Is this still drinkable?
Suspicious, Li Qi watched the other party take out the tea leaves, and carefully selected four leaves, two for each person.

Then, there is no need for a spring of living water, simply gather water vapor in the air, condense into two water masses, boil with fire, and then put it into the cup.

Not even a teapot to use...

Without the teapot, the taste of the tea will be three points less.

Is there something wrong with this tea and it can only be brewed like this, or is this person...doesn't understand tea at all?
Mu Xiulan prefers the former, it should be because tea has something special.

But in fact, Li Qi is the latter.

He has read books on tea art, but he has never made tea himself, sorry.

Don't make a fool of yourself when it comes to talking about war on paper, lest you lose face when the time comes.

It's better to boil water and make tea directly out of thin air, so as to maintain the demeanor of a superior person.

After all, his tea leaves are really good.

From Zhu Fengdan's place, the tea leaves from the fairy tea tree in Penglai Fairy Mountain are not soaked, and they are simply chewed in the mouth, and the saliva that comes out of the chewing is also the first-class tea in the world.

No way, the quality is crushed.

Wasn't Yu Mengniang's elegant and perfect tea making technique useless?

Li Qi finished making two cups of tea neatly, and put the cups directly in front of Mu Xiulan, regardless of the first and second cups of tea, and said, "Please taste the prefect."

The prefect was still a little embarrassed at first, but suddenly he smelled a strange fragrance and felt refreshed.

He couldn't wait to pick it up and took a sip.

This... this tea——! ?

Mu Xiulan's eyes widened!A vision of an illusion appeared in front of my eyes!
He seemed to have seen a fairyland.

That is, some kind of supreme, pure breath, something he has been pursuing!

The rain is passing through the Liugong Palace, and the wind is cold and the beach is clear.

It has been snowed for thousands of years on the Zhengrong Mountain, and the bright night sky is cold with a thousand trees.

The clouds are clean and the sky is high, and the water will be clean when the flood is about to close.

The bleakness of the condensed dew, the clearness of the mirror green mountain.

Rumbling waves shake the sea air, and a hundred-mile boat rides the sea light.

Sway your soul here, and watch the world of the dark world.

It's just a breath of breath that makes me have such an illusion, this...

Wait, it's not an illusion!Is this a vision that came about after my cultivation was pure? !

The difference between a vision and a hallucination is simple.

The illusion is false, it is to deceive oneself.

The vision is real, and it is generally a side view of something, that is to say, he is not deceived, but 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 fell into a samadhi, and began to imitate that wisp of breath to adjust his golden core.

Right or wrong, everything depends on that breath!
Because he felt—

The waft of breath from the tea leaves... is Penglai!

Penglai is the holy land of Taoism, one of the three immortal mountains.

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

This is the most important gathering place of Taoism. It is located in the northeast of Tianxia, ​​sandwiched between the East China Sea and the Arctic Spiritual Dao, half of which is the sea and half is the mountain.

The Three Immortals Mountain and the Ten Cave Heavens are the absolute orthodoxy of Taoism.

This is a chance, a big chance!

A person like him never knew if he would have the chance to meet Penglai in his life, because to go to Penglai, he had to find the Huliang first, and the Huliang was hidden in the ocean, carried on the back by a giant turtle, and could move at any time, so there was no way to find it.

In the East China Sea and the sea in Daomen, there are not a few fourth-rank existences, and fifth and sixth ranks can only be the local hegemony, similar to the Lord of Baiyue.

In a mere land of Baiyue, there are dozens of rulers, at least dozens of rank five.

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

A seventh-rank person can be considered to have the power to protect himself here, but if he wants to cross the world, from Baiyue to Penglai, he is simply looking for death.

The same is true for that monk, who ran from Baiyue to the Western Regions, and there was a high probability that he would die on the way.

That's why Li Qicai sighed with emotion for his desire to seek Taoism.

And now, the aura of Penglai is right in front of him, how can Mu Xiulan calm down? !
This practice is eighteen hours.

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

But that's enough.

This has made his path a big step forward, even to the point of a dead end, with a slim chance of breakthrough.

Originally rank seven was Mu Xiulan's limit, but now... if he uses this ray of Penglai Qi as his foundation, he may still have the possibility of breaking through rank six. Although the chance is rare, there is hope after all. .

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

That's right, for people of the seventh rank, a dozen or so hours is nothing more than a nap.

In just a nap, he is no longer the same as before, and even the future and prospects have been rewritten.

"Sir...ah no, my lord! That tea...what is it?" He stood up, not daring to sit face to face with Li Qi again.

"Penglai fairy tea is the mother tea tree on the top of the mountain. Of course, it is a degraded version, because it is picked from a half-dead tree. If it is fresh, it will be processed carefully and finally stored in the cellar. Then it can be regarded as the real Penglai fairy tea. .”

"The one in my hand is already nine out of ten effective." Li Qi said.

This is true. The tea tree that Zhu Fengdan snatched was half dead. He probably got tired of drinking it, so he didn't care where he left it. He probably sent it back after a while.

As for the processing technique... Li Qi doesn't understand, and won't know.

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

"Then, the tea is finished, prefect, can you stand in front of the lord for me—" Li Qi got up.

"Leave it to me! Even if the lord is in seclusion, I'll be able to call her out without shame!" Mu Xiulan's tone was firm.