Chapter 171 The identity of Qin Yanjun in the underworld
He is unfathomable, but he is as close as a warm breeze, making it impossible for him to do anything evil in life.
His eyes are like stars, full of mystery and mystery.
Even at first sight, Zhang Jiangang felt as if he was chatting with an old friend of his.
In the Senluo Hall, the other party was writing something at his desk. He was obviously very close, but he seemed to be as big as the sky.
When he saw that he was coming, the other party put down the pen in his hand and stood up gently. He walked toward him with a slow smile, his body getting smaller and smaller, and the pressure on Zhang Jiangang became smaller and smaller.
However, although people are getting smaller and smaller, until they are almost the same size as ordinary people, Qin Yanjun, who is dressed in a black gold-embellished robe, feels more mysterious and unfathomable as he gets smaller.
"Haha, fellow Daoist Zhang, you don't have to be so polite. Just call me Qin Zhong. Don't call me Yan Jun, Yan Jun. Haha." Although the other party is elegant, the other party's words are quite free and easy.
This was the first time Zhang Jiangang knew that Qin Yanjun's name was Qin Zhong.
"Well, being respectful is not as good as obeying orders, so I will boldly call you Brother Qin. Brother Qin remembers the great kindness and virtue of the No. 1 plane, Jiangang, and has long wanted to come up and thank you."
"By the way, I wonder why Brother Qin asked me to come up?"
Zhang Jiangang is not a sloppy person. While sitting down with Qin Yanjun, Zhang Jiangang said with a smile.
At the same time, Zhang Jiangang also looked at the environment of the Hell Hall of Hell.
The dark walls are a bit eerie and weird. Even someone as strong as Zhang Jiangang, who even possesses the power of three rules, still feels depressed, as if his soul will be lost all the time.
However, what was strange was that Zhang Jiangang found that the second layer of the sea of blood in his Nine Palace Pagoda was flickering, counteracting and hedging this feeling of disorientation again and again.
"Yan Jun, this is a gift my eldest brother brought you from the first plane. Please don't be polite." At the same time, Lao Yu, who was next to Zhang Jiangang, took out a Qiankun bag, which naturally contained various purple items.
Spiritual creature.
"Yuwen, you have been with me for so long and you are still so different from me." Qin Yanjun said to Yu Wencheng with a smile when he saw this scene.
At the same time, the subordinate next to him hurriedly poured tea for the two of them.
Lao Yu smiled awkwardly, but then stood back behind Zhang Jiangang expressionlessly.
During this process, Zhang Jiangang kept smiling and watching Qin Yanjun's reaction, and at the same time nodded his thanks to the master who served him tea.
On the one hand, the relationship between the two parties is good, and the other party is indeed very kind to himself and to the No. 1 plane, but everything has a purpose after all, right?
Nothing in this world is good without reason.
So if it was the purpose, Zhang Jiangang guessed that the other party must have come for the Purple Royal Spiritual Object or even the Purple Royal Yuan Fungus.
However, what surprised Zhang Jiangang was that the other party didn't seem to care much about the gift and didn't even look at it.
Seeing this, Zhang Jiangang frowned slightly.
"The things in Ziyu World are all good. Thank you, Brother Zhang." Seeing Zhang Jiangang's expression, Qin Yanjun said with a smile, and at the same time glanced at his side.
"Yuwen didn't notify me in advance when he brought you up. You see, I didn't prepare anything for you, Brother Zhang." Qin Yanjun said even more politely. "Why don't you try my tea first."
The next moment, the servant next to Qin Yanjun hurriedly helped to pick it up. From the beginning to the end, the other party did not even open it and take a look, as if the purple imperial spiritual object may not be something great.
This scene became more and more mysterious in Zhang Jiangang's eyes.
Seeing Zhang Jiangang's eyes, Qin Yanjun smiled: "Brother Zhang, you must have a lot to ask these days, right?"
As he spoke, the other party gently raised the teacup: "Try the tea from the underworld."
"Please." Zhang Jiangang quickly raised his glass, took a sip, then put it down with a smile and said, "Good tea, yes."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jiangang's expression suddenly changed slightly, and then he looked sharply at the tea leaves.
"What's wrong, brother?" Lao Yu quickly sent a message when he saw something was wrong.
Qin Yanjun, who was opposite, looked at the two of them with a smile.
"Purple Royal Breath!" Look at Zhang Jiangang's return.
"Ah?" Lao Yu was stunned.
Zhang Jiangang trembled when he looked at Qin Yanjun, who was looking at him with a smile.
Yes! The tea leaves in this tea are Purple Royal Fairy Tea!
Why is there purple imperial fairy tea here?
This aura is all too familiar to me, and even the Purple Royal Immortal Tea from the first plane is not yet mature.
Yes, pure Purple Royal Fresh Tea is naturally far from mature, and the Purple Royal New Tea developed by Longteng itself by combining ordinary Lingcha and Fancha is also not mature yet.
In other words, the tea in front of you definitely did not come from plane one!
I had prepared a lot of questions, but suddenly Zhang Jiangang found that he didn’t know how to ask.
At the same time, the fragrant tea enters the mouth and the sweetness increases greatly!
The refreshing feeling made my soul tremble, as if I had been thrown into a hot spring.
The original resistance, sensitivity, and sense of invasion to the aura of the underworld disappeared instantly! At this moment, Zhang Jiangang felt that he was not in a dark underworld, but in the most aura-rich and comfortable place in the Soaring Dragon Fairyland!
As for Zhang Jiangang's soul, it has also become much more solidified. It is obvious that the soul has become a little stronger, and it is fast and stable.
This is definitely not the Purple Yuling Tea that was made the day after tomorrow, but the extremely precious kind that was born with it!
"Good tea!" Zhang Jiangang couldn't help but say.
"Haha, drink slowly, Brother Zhang. One cup per person. After finishing the drink, I don't have much left. After all, I have saved it for tens of thousands of years." Qin Yanjun looked at the other side and said with a smile, and at the same time he took a gentle sip.
, obviously he was not willing to drink it all in one breath.
Even Qin Yanjun had to seal up the fragrance when drinking it, not wanting the breath of this fairy tea to leak out.
With the good tea in his mouth, Zhang Jiangang felt relaxed and relaxed. Besides, there were some things that should be asked sooner or later.
"I finally know why Qin Yanjun didn't care about the Ziyu gift we brought." Zhang Jiangang reluctantly put down his tea cup and continued.
At the same time, Zhang Jiangang unknowingly changed the previous title of Brother Qin to Qin Yanjun.
Zhang Jiangang had a vague feeling that it was better not to get too close until he figured it out, not to mention that the other party was kind to him and Plane One, and was so mysterious and powerful.
"I do want to ask a lot. Not to mention this Purple Royal Immortal Tea, I am very curious about why Qin Yanjun helps us again and again." Zhang Jiangang continued, "May I ask Qin Yanjun, your
Which plane does it come from? Is it plane 38? And the plane here?"
Plane No. 38 is naturally the plane from Zhang Jiangang’s previous life.
Zhang Jiangang has always guessed that this Qin Yanjun is either from the Immortal World of Plane 38 from his hometown in his previous life, or he may be from the Immortal World of Plane No. 1 of this plane.
However, according to the immortals lurking in the mortal world on the first plane, the fairy court on the first plane seemed to have been destroyed thousands of years ago.
So Zhang Jiangang subconsciously guessed that this Qin Yanjun might be his fellow countryman in his previous life.
Hearing this, Qin Yanjun and his confidants smiled, then shook their heads.
"No?" Zhang Jiangang was stunned.
The other party nodded.
"That?" Zhang Jiangang asked doubtfully.
"Zhang Daoyou, since you are now in control of the new Purple Royal Plane on Plane No. 1 in the mortal world, do you know how many Purple Royal Planes have appeared in history in all the heavens and worlds?" Look at the other person again.
said.
Zhang Jiangang and Lao Yu were both stunned when these words came out.
How many have appeared?
To be honest, Zhang Jiangang from the Purple Royal Plane has only been heard of in legends, and only through immortals and the old man from the fourth plane.
To be honest, even the old man doesn’t know how many of them have appeared, but he only knows that they must have appeared once. As for what happened next, no one knows.
"Two!" Look at Qin Yanjun who has already spoken, "The one Qin is in is one, or it used to be."
Zhang Jiangang and Lao Yu's expressions changed, and they even looked at each other.