Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

Everyone’s eyes flashed as they appeared halfway up the Qingxu Peak again.

Many ancestors were somewhat used to Jiang Chen’s methods, so they didn’t take it seriously.

Jiang Chen looked at the ancestors and said with a smile: “Ancestors, it is rare to come to my Qingxu Peak, why not try my Qingxu Peak’s Enlightenment Tea.”

Before he finished speaking, dozens of white jade tables and chairs appeared out of thin air and landed in front of the ancestors of Zixiao and other gods. The positions of Holy Lord Zixiao and the three disciples of Qingxu Peak were placed at the end.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of spring water flew out of the Life Spirit Spring and landed in the purple clay pot on the table in front of Jiang Chen.

There is at least a large bucket of spring water in this hanging spring, but it does not show up at all when it falls into the purple clay pot.

A blazing flame burned in the small red mud charcoal stove below, heating quietly.

Jiang Chen curled his lips secretly. The purple clay pot and the small red clay charcoal stove were both artifacts he had collected over the years. They had their own extraordinary Taoist charm, but they were still not worthy of the Enlightenment Tea and the Life Spring. It seemed that they would still be available in the future. You have to find a way to find a better one.

Not long after, a white jade divine bell-shaped crystal leaf fell automatically from the ancient tea tree.

The rhyme on this leaf is woven like a dream, and when you look at this leaf, there seems to be a sound of soul-cleansing bells ringing in your heart.

This tea leaf fell into the purple clay pot and disappeared without a trace after a few rolls. However, there was a mysterious Taoist charm permeating the whole purple clay pot, and the fragrance of tea overflowed and filled the entire Qingxu Peak.

Ancestor Zixiao took a deep breath and lamented: “Using the spring of life to brew enlightenment tea is something I have never heard of in my life!”

Mu Lingzhao, the Holy Master of Zixiao, thought to himself, Oh, my ancestor has never drank it, but I drank it once at Qingxu Peak. It is truly unforgettable in my life!

Before he could finish his thoughts, he closed his eyes unconsciously and snored slightly.

The next quarter of an hour, the voice of Ancestor Ye Mian suddenly sounded in the void: “Now you can smell it.”

Everyone’s eyes turned to Holy Lord Zixiao, and they found that Holy Lord Zixiao had entered a state of sleep at some point. The figure of Ancestor Ye Mian disappeared from the back of Holy Lord Zixiao’s head and appeared in the dark. In front of everyone.

Take shape through dreams!

With this method, he can manifest his true body near any creature he can dream about, which is simply unbelievable.

Of course, the Liangyi Dust Formation could naturally stop him, but after Jiang Chen noticed the aura of Ancestor Ye Mian, he took the initiative to let him in instead of deliberately blocking him out.

“Didn’t you go to bed, you brat?” Ancestor Zixiao said angrily.

Ancestor Ye Mian yawned and said lazily: “I left a sleep thought on Xiao Muzi, just to understand why you beat me, master. Who would have thought of smelling such an alluring tea fragrance? I feel like I can hold on for a while longer, and it won’t be too late to drink tea before going to sleep.”

After saying this, Ancestor Ye Mian flicked his finger towards Mu Lingzhao, the Holy Lord of Zixiao. Holy Lord Zixiao regained consciousness, looked at Ancestor Ye Mian who appeared on Qingxu Peak, and exclaimed: “Old Ye Mian.” When did Zu show up?”

“Just when you are sleeping.” Ancestor Ling Tian kindly reminded.

Holy Lord Zixiao’s pupils shrank slightly and he exclaimed: “When did I fall asleep?”

Ancestor Ling Tian curled his lips and said: “With Ancestor Ye Mian’s methods, you have to sleep whenever he wants you to! Do you think you can make the decision?”

The Purple Sky Sage opened his mouth, but no words came out, and he had no temper at all.

Everyone subconsciously distanced themselves from Ancestor Ye Mian. It must be said that Ancestor Ye Mian’s method of entering dreams was really weird.

Jiang Chen didn’t take it seriously, and took advantage of the opportunity to buy another set of tables and chairs for Ancestor Ye Mian, and said with a smile: “Ancestor Ye Mian came at the right time, the tea has just been brewed!”

After saying this, Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the lid of the purple clay pot. A stream of cool and clear tea soup flew out from the spout and fell into the teacups on the table in front of everyone. The ancient Taoist charm permeated the entire Qingxu Peak.

“Everyone, please!” Jiang Chen motioned to everyone.

Everyone stopped being polite and each picked up the teacup in front of them and took a sip.

“clang!”

There seemed to be a clear bell ringing in the bottom of everyone’s heart, clearing their souls, and the aroma of tea silently penetrated into their limbs and bones, and the life energy as huge as the sea was integrated into every one of their bodies. Within an inch of blood and bone.

Everyone suddenly felt that their minds were clearer and clearer than ever before, and it seemed that the invisible shackles that enveloped their Taoist hearts were silently dissipated.

The spring of life, life and death, flesh and bones, nourishes the body, condenses the soul, cures serious injuries, increases merit without injury, and can wash away sins and karma with one drop.

They all have sinful karma to some extent. Not to mention anything else, countless fish, shrimps, insects, ants and other innocent creatures were robbed in the mountains and rivers they destroyed when they started fighting, and they all turned into invisible beings.

Sin clings to them.

But now, the sinful power of each of them has been completely dissipated, as if a layer of dust has been wiped away, and they have a deeper understanding of the heaven and earth.

“Good tea!”

Ancestor Zixiao admired and said with emotion: “Compared with this tea, my Zixia Yunwu Tea is just like withered grass!”

Many ancestors who had tasted Zixia Yunwu Tea nodded one after another. They originally regarded Zixia Yunwu Tea as a treasure, but now that they tasted the Enlightenment Tea brewed from the Life Spirit Spring, Zixia Yunwu Tea suddenly lost its fragrance.

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist Jiang!” Ancestor Jiange stood up, bowed his head to Jiang Chen, and solemnly thanked him.

Through the cup of tea just now, all the damaged Dao foundations in his body were repaired, and the sword body returned to its peak, which can be said to have been reborn.

For the ancestor Jiange, even if Jiang Chen helped him restore his ten thousand years of life, it would still be far less valuable than this cup of enlightenment tea brewed from the life spring.

Jiang Chenhun waved his hand carelessly and said: “Ancestor Jiange once prevented the catastrophe of annihilation for our Zixiao Holy Land, so what does a cup of tea mean?”

Speaking of this, Jiang Chen curiously asked: “Then again, the great catastrophe 20,000 years ago is too far away now, and the ancient books in the Holy Land are unclear about what caused that great catastrophe. rise?”

Ancestor Jiange’s eyes revealed a look of reminiscence, and he muttered: “Twenty thousand years ago, a little girl took refuge in our Zixiao Holy Land, but unexpectedly provoked an unrivaled saint to chase her and destroy our Zixiao Holy Land. At that time, I was the only one in the entire holy land who had just broken through to the quasi-sage realm, and everything was at its peak. I did my best to do my job, and I almost fought to my death, and I was lucky enough to repel that saint.”

Jiang Chen’s mind moved slightly, and the brilliance of luck flashed in his eyes, and he couldn’t help but feel shocked.

From the experience of ancestor Jian Ge, he felt the aura fluctuations of another son of destiny!