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Chapter 1300 Is it a chance or a trap

"Senior, this is the spiritual tea brought from the lower realm." Zhang Xiaohan respectfully poured Di Jie a cup of spiritual tea. "Sometimes I want to drink tea, but I don't have time to have leisure and leisure to adjust tea. Therefore, there is always a brewed spiritual tea in the storage ring. You can take it out when you want to drink it."

Di Jie listened to Zhang Xiaohan's novel remarks curiously. Not only drinking tea is a pleasure, but the process of making tea is also a pleasure. However, Zhang Xiaohan is an ascension monk. There will always be a different habit in the lower world than in the upper world. Therefore, Di Jie just smiled and sniffed it in front of his nose.

Zhang Xiaohan was very confident in her spiritual tea. Seeing Di Jie's good tea taste, he picked up his cup and drank it in small sips.

When Di Jie saw Zhang Xiaohan drinking tea, he couldn't help but take a look: "Young friend doesn't seem to be able to taste tea?"

Zhang Xiaohan smiled and said, "The spirit tea is boiled in Lingquan water, and the heat should be good. At least I am an alchemist in the lower world, and I have a good grasp of the heat of making tea. However, when I drink tea, I can't drink a word for praising. If I want to talk about spiritual water, the time of cooking, the origin of the spiritual tea can be tasted. However, I think that drinking tea is just drinking tea. If I have to consider the heat year and other things when drinking tea, wouldn't it be disappointing the fragrance of spiritual tea itself?"

"Hahaha," Di Jie smiled and said, "My friend's remarks are quite novel. It's good. Drinking tea is just a drink, and drinking tea is just a refreshing fragrance, good!"

As he said that, he started to drink in small sips, but it was a habit after all. Zhang Xiaohan still saw the thoughts between his eyebrows and eyes after siping. This habit must have been developed for many years and will not be easily changed.

He added another cup of spiritual tea to Di Jie, and Di Jie nodded and said, "It is better to see it at first sight than to hear it. My friend is one of the few ascending monks I have come into contact with. I can talk to me naturally. Not to mention the ascending monks, even the immortals will be respectful and frightened when they see me. It is rare for me to be so calm."

Zhang Xiaohan smiled and said, "Senior is the father of fellow Taoist Xiaoyan. Fellow Xiaoyan is such an innocent girl. Her father must be approachable. When I see the senior, I am not afraid, but I just feel that I am close."

This is not hypocritical. Di Jie really felt this way to Zhang Xiaohan. This immortal had a very high cultivation level, but he didn't even have any arrogant attitude. Zhang Xiaohan only treated him with a normal heart. With Di Xiaoyan's relationship, he naturally felt close.

Di Jie nodded again: "Do you know what I'm here today?"

Zhang Xiaohan thought about it and said, "I don't know if the guess is right. If I think it's wrong, don't blame me." Seeing that Di Jie did not object, he continued, "Fellow Daoist Xiaoyan is very concerned about me. I think it's difficult for me to escape from the ancient secret land. Although I gave me several life-saving talismans to save my life, I still don't feel at ease."

Thinking of Di Xiaoyan's eagerness when he spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Xiaohan's mouth. In Di Jie's eyes, Zhang Xiaohan seemed as pure as Xiaoyan.

"Fellow Daoist Xiaoyan probably thought that every cultivator who entered the ancient secret land would chase me. She must have calculated it again. The talismans in my hand could only save my life more than ten times, and there were more than 600 cultivators who entered the secret land, which was not enough."

As he said that, Zhang Xiaohan finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Senior, it's hard to imagine that there will be a monk like fellow Taoist Xiao Yan in the fairy world, with such a pure heart."

Di Jie was once again surprised by Zhang Xiaohan's words. He looked at Zhang Xiaohan. Zhang Xiaohan's expression was not fake when he said this. It was obvious that she was thinking that way. She was not worried about her situation at all.

Zhang Xiaohan smiled and said, "Whether it is the lower realm or the immortal realm, it is hard for cultivators like Fellow Daoist Xiaoyan to foresee it. I believe that Fellow Daoist Xiaoyan must be very nervous after leaving here. I am lucky enough to know Fellow Daoist Xiaoyan, and my views on the Nine Realms have changed a little."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaohan's expression gradually became serious: "Senior comes, he must be unable to bear the worries of fellow Taoist Xiaoyan for the younger generation. To put it, it seems that it is a good opportunity for the younger generation. Fellow Daoist Xiaoyan is an opportunity for the younger generation, and senior generation is also an opportunity for the younger generation."

Di Jie looked at Zhang Xiaohan's face, and the expression on his face was quite strange: "Why don't you think that I came to catch you in the spirit stone mine?"

Zhang Xiaohan opened his eyes wide in surprise: "How could that be? Although the immortals are very cautious about ascending monks, the immortals have always had good qualities. At least in various cities, they will not do anything that is unreputable. Besides, the seniors must have loved fellow Taoist Xiaoyan very much and will not bear to refuse fellow Taoist Xiaoyan's entrustment."

Di Jie looked at Zhang Xiaohan's eyes and said slowly: "So you have been waiting for me?"

"Waiting for you?" Zhang Xiaohan asked subconsciously. Seeing Di Jie's eyes suddenly appearing cold, she slowly put away the smile on her face: "If the opportunity can be predicted, is it still called opportunity?"

But I sighed at the joy just now. Sure enough, the immortals and monks are the same, they are not easy to mess with. They are different from ordinary people. She forgot at this time, and she is also different from ordinary monks.

Di Jie's cold eyes disappeared all of a sudden. The female cultivator in front of him was really different from the ordinary cultivator. No wonder Xiaoyan liked her. Thinking of the dragon blood that Xiaoyan took back, his eyes couldn't help but soften.

"Xiaoyou Zhang, Xiaoyan is indeed worried about your safety, but I thought Xiaoyan was too worried. Xiaoyou had a good chance. One of the opportunities was to turn bad luck into good luck. Xiaoyou would definitely return safely from the ancient secret land."

Seeing the smile reappearing on Zhang Xiaohan's cheek, a jade talisman suddenly appeared in Di Jie's hand. There was a big Di character with dragon and phoenix dancing on the front of the jade talisman. Zhang Xiaohan stared at the eyes slightly, and the Di character seemed to be alive, as if a strange monster was hovering on the jade talisman.

"This is the jade talisman of our Di family. The person who wears this jade talisman is the Di family in Tianshuang City, my waters. I think there will be no one in the waters who won't give me the face of the Di family."

With his hand stretched forward, he sent the jade talisman to Zhang Xiaohan.

Zhang Xiaohan did not reach out, his eyes moved away from the jade talisman and looked at Di Jie, his eyes were full of calm: "Please forgive me for being rude, what symbolic meaning does this jade talisman have? For example, if I accept this jade talisman, will it mean that I will be an immortal slave of the Di family?"

The air in the room seemed to have a slight solidification as Zhang Xiaohan asked.

"My friend, don't you want to be the immortal slave of the Di family?" The Di family said slowly, stretching out his right hand holding the jade talisman and not taking it back.

Zhang Xiaohan stared at Di Jie without blinking: "If this is the case, please forgive me for not accepting the kindness of my seniors." (To be continued.)
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