Chapter 1344 Congenital golden tea, confrontation with Zhang Xingquan
call out--
The sound of breaking through the air resounded, and Zhu Tianpeng arrived at the valley that he had discovered from the Xiaozuanfeng-level monster.
Looking at it, there are restrictions all over the entire valley. If taken individually, these restrictions are not too strong. However, under Zhang Xingquan's conscious arrangement, the countless restrictions are perfectly connected, and the power of the interlocking ones is not much weaker than those of the top restrictions.
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Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes became even more determined.
He can now be even more sure that the latter definitely has a master, and is probably the candidate sent here by Penglai Island.
With a thought in his mind, Zhu Tianpeng restrained his aura and quietly swept into the valley.
In front of the Green Lotus Body of Creation, these so-called restrictions are nothing more than illusions.
After entering the valley, Zhu Tianpeng found that the layout of the valley was very simple. Apart from the rather good illusion, there was almost no modification. A bluestone path led directly to the interior of the valley.
Walking along the bluestone path, you can see a big tree standing deep in the valley, with lush branches and leaves, like spring all year round.
Under the big tree, a loft made of wood stands, and with the sound of trickling water all around, it is quite freehand and natural.
Inside this evil Shitu Ridge, this place is almost like another world, without any comparison.
Just as Zhu Tianpeng stepped out of the bluestone path, the closed door of the attic quietly opened.
As a dim light lit up, the pearls in the attic shone brightly after receiving the moonlight. Soon, this area shone like daylight.
The next second, a calm voice came out from the attic hall: "Marshal Canopy, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng's expression changed slightly, and he secretly said: "Exposed!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Tianpeng became confused.
He has been condensing his aura to the extreme since he came in, and coupled with the artifact of the Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Transformation Technique, logically speaking, even if the other party is a quasi-sage, he should not be able to detect it so easily.
The most important thing is that the latter said that he has been waiting for him for a long time, and he was already sure that he would come here. This made Zhu Tianpeng's heart become more solemn.
After about a while, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses, took a deep breath to suppress his inner emotions, took a step forward, and walked straight towards the attic hall.
Although he has been exposed, the latter is obviously waiting for him and does not even exude any malice. Zhu Tianpeng has nothing to be afraid of.
Da da--
Step on the wooden board and walk into the hall step by step.
Looking around, in the center of the hall, a handsome man wearing a white robe was sitting there.
In front of the man, tea sets were placed, heat was rising in the teapot, and there was a faint fragrance of tea in the entire hall. Combined with the smell of the wood used to build the attic, it made people feel relaxed and happy for a while.
Surprisingly, the man has been making tea to wait.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes narrowed, and the information he had gathered during the day could not help but appear in his mind.
Zhang Xingquan is a taboo son born from the union of a human and a demon. He was the prince of a country when he was in the mortal world. After his final failure in seizing the throne, he awakened the demon blood in his body and embarked on the path of cultivation.
Suddenly, Zhu Tianpeng was relieved by the latter's appearance and behavior.
After pondering for a moment, Zhu Tianpeng didn't hesitate and asked directly: "Are you Zhang Xingquan?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xingquan raised his head and glanced at Zhu Tianpeng, nodded undeniably, then stretched out his hand to point to the chair opposite the table and said: "Marshal Tianpeng, please!"
Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng did not hesitate, walked up and sat down directly on the chair.
When Zhu Tianpeng sat down, a smile appeared on Zhang Xingquan's lips, and with a wave of his hand, the pale golden tea flew out of the teapot and landed in a teacup in front of Zhu Tianpeng.
After the tea was filled, Zhang Xingquan waved his hand to put the remaining tea back into the teapot, extended his hand again and said, "Marshal Tianpeng, please have some tea!"
Needless to say, Zhang Xingquan said that Zhu Tianpeng was staring directly at the golden tea in front of him.
Golden tea!
From the tea, Zhu Tianpeng could clearly feel the air of Sikkim, which was extremely sharp and sharp.
It can be said that if he hadn't seen the tea cups and tea placed in front of him, Zhu Tianpeng would have doubted whether there was some golden magic weapon in front of him.
After a brief pause, Zhu Tianpeng said: "Innate spiritual roots of the gold system!"
In Zhu Tianpeng's view, only innate spiritual treasures can have such power, and Jincha naturally belongs to the metal system.
For a moment, Zhu Tianpeng was a little surprised.
Innate spiritual roots of the metal system are not easy to find. Except for the one innate spiritual root of the metal system he encountered in the Bodhi World, Zhu Tianpeng has never seen any other innate spiritual roots of the metal system in the three realms.
The presence.
And Zhang Xingquan not only controls the innate spiritual root of the metal system, but also a tea tree. This is simply unbelievable. After all, in the Three Realms, apart from those with great magical powers who tend to be bold and bold, more monks will choose to drink tea. Naturally,
Innate spiritual roots such as tea trees are extremely precious, especially innate-level tea trees, which can only be possessed by those with great supernatural powers in ancient times.
Subconsciously reaching out to pick up the teacup, Zhu Tianpeng glanced at Zhang Xingquan from the corner of his eye. When he saw the latter sitting there without any trouble, he also relaxed.
With a thought in his mind, Zhu Tianpeng raised the tea cup to his mouth. After a slight sip, he drank the cup of golden tea with a slurp.
Tea is meant to be enjoyed, but Zhu Tianpeng's move was a bit cheesy, and it was really a failure.
Zhu Tianpeng also knew this, but he couldn't control himself.
That golden tea is so overbearing. Although it is tea, the feeling is no less than Three Realms Spirits, and even better than Kui Ba's Demon Brew.
After finishing a cup of tea, Zhu Tianpeng put down the cup and said, "Good tea."
After saying that, Zhu Tianpeng looked at Zhang Xingquan and said, "Zhang Xingquan, right? I have many questions for you, Marshal."
After hearing this, Zhang Xingquan's expression remained calm, as if everything was within his calculations, he nodded and said: "Marshal Tianpeng, please ask, I will tell you everything."
Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng narrowed his eyes, and without any hesitation, he said bluntly: "Are you a monk from Penglai Island?"
This sentence goes straight to the point.
If the latter is a monk from Penglai Island, then there is still the possibility for the two parties to continue talking.
If not, then Zhu Tianpeng would naturally not waste his time and patience here.
The most important thing is that if Zhang Xingquan is not the Penglai Island monk as he guessed, then what he said just now undoubtedly exposed himself. If possible, Zhu Tianpeng would even choose to kill and silence him.