Chapter 358 Penglai Tea
In fact, both sides know it in their hearts.
When Li Qineng said this, he must be counting on the prefect to help him, and he also suppressed the water poison, which was considered a small thing and a gift.
Moreover, Li Qi himself was willing to give this gift.
I really feel the same way.
And the prefect naturally understood the implication. Li Qi must have gifts or something else behind him. All in all, he should really want to visit the king.
Although the governor of Caizhou didn't know the use of a seventh-grade person visiting the king, the other party was much stronger than him and it was difficult to refuse.
The seventh-grade wizard who suddenly appeared in front of him was terrifyingly strong at first glance.
In just a few minutes, he used the disgusting curse to easily suppress all the water bugs in a large river. After suffering the backlash, he could still speak easily...
This is scary.
How terrifying the world of heaven is. Any cultivator who has entered the temple 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 the matter into pieces, and spend more than ten years slowly digesting the backlash, so as to ensure no harm.
But he saw with his own eyes that Li Qi swallowed everything up and it didn't seem to be anything serious...
Even if the witchcraft has a small human world 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 as strong as this.
After a simple conversation between the two and a curse with Li Qi, they probably already understood almost what the other party wanted to show.
Since both sides have their own needs, it is time to sit down and talk. Li Qi followed the prefect Mu Xiulan all the way to the prefect's mansion.
When I arrived at the Prefect's Mansion, I finally escaped from the mortal world and gained a bit of the air of an immortal family.
The Prefect's Mansion also has a typical Taoist aesthetic, with a mansion inside and a garden outside.
In the garden, there are scattered pavilions, beautiful flowers and trees, green smoke and lush greenery. The scenery is beautiful, and there is a faint fragrant wind blowing, which makes people feel refreshed and floating, with the meaning of soaring clouds. It seems to be an inhuman place.
Let’s look at the arrangement in the garden.
The chirping cranes line up at the door, and the roaring spirits bring the sound of water.
The leaves are covered with emerald light, and the hibiscus has jagged stone shadows.
The clear pond and steep rocks are as graceful as the deep mountains, surrounded by exquisite Tibetan mansions, green vines, and flowers blooming and falling. Living among them, you suddenly don't know that you are in the middle of the city.
Li Qi led the old horse through the garden and handed the old horse to the respectful horseman.
The old horse snorted, tapped his hooves impatiently, and stuck out his tongue.
According to Lao Ma’s experience, a lot of good things will happen next.
Li Qi stood on the edge of the garden, walking slowly while admiring the scenery, and said to Mu Xiulan: "It's just a wall, but the gap is so huge, it feels like a world apart."
"Sir, these words are a bit harsh. I have never peeled off someone's skin. On the contrary, I, the prefect, have done my best. This prefect's mansion has not been repaired by civilians. I built it all with my own hands and feet. It's just the salary promised to me by the king." Mu Xiulan said with a smile: "I am afraid that my influence on them is only good, not bad. The reason why there is such a big gap between them and me is all because of cultivation. Just for the sake of it.”
It was not easy for Li Qi to refute what he said.
Because that's actually probably the case.
To be honest, a seventh-grade Taoist monk can build this garden by himself without any need for outsiders.
The ordinary mortals outside were of no help to him.
Even that inferior official position was essentially provided to him by the Lord of Lingxiao.
Because all the national destiny of the Lingxiao Kingdom, as well as the status of its existence, are exclusive to the Lord of Lingxiao.
Other officials and staff are just sharing the authority and strength of the King of Lingxiao with the permission of the King of Lingxiao. People outside really don't have much to do with them.
Mu Taishou essentially just takes the money from the king, does what the king 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-legged people live a good life. He only needs to be responsible to the king. Anyway, he can live a good life on his own. He has no contact with ordinary people outside. He does not need or need it. Exploit them.
It can even be said that the two sides are not the same species. He is a dignified seventh-grade Taoist monk. Even if he is wild, he is still an immortal. They are not in a society, and there is no link between productivity and production relations.
Just like aliens and earthlings, no matter how prosperous the civilizations of alien planets are, they have nothing to do with earthlings, and aliens have no obligation or responsibility to advance earthlings' science and technology.
It's cruel and realistic.
Like the Tang Dynasty, strong practitioners are obliged to assume social responsibilities in the form of pure giving. Only humanity in the world can do this.
At this time, Li Qi waved his hand and said with a relaxed smile: "The prefect was joking. I didn't mean it. I just felt that the prefect could build such a fairy garden in such a place, so I was a little surprised."
"After all, you see, in the Baiyue area, the spiritual source is weakened and Taoist disputes are constant. The efficiency of establishing a cave here is much lower, and it cannot be compared with the direction of Wushen Mountain."
After hearing Li Qi's explanation, Mu Xiulan seemed to relax a little. He also showed a wry smile and sighed: "That's true, but we were born in Baiyue, so what can we do?"
"In Baiyue, I am the prefect of a state, with a cultivation level of seventh rank. Apart from the kings and their sixth-rank cronies, I can go anywhere in Baiyue. Although the resources are not as abundant as the outside world, and the environment is not as good as outside, the competition is not big. I can always get the resources for this three-thirds of an acre of land.”
"It is indeed uncomfortable to be caught between the human world and the witch world, but it also means that it is not easy to get into trouble... Anyone who wants to interfere in Baiyue's affairs must consider whether he is qualified."
"If I choose Wushen Mountain or the Tang Kingdom, let alone their high-level existences like the sea, just say that I am the same seventh-level person, how can I be used?"
After saying this, Mu Xiulan looked at Li Qi: "Sir, with such strength, he can easily withstand the backlash of a big river. Naturally, he can fly like a fish in the water outside. But if we leave Baiyue, we will transform from a local snake to a local snake." He’s become a mangy snake.”
When Li Qi heard this, he stopped talking.
It would be rude to say so.
The two fell into a brief silence, and soon left the garden and came to the main hall of the mansion to sit opposite each other.
The prefect opened his mouth and said, "Come here, pass the tea."
But at this time, Li Qi smiled and shook his head: "This time I came suddenly and asked the prefect to help me pass the news. How can I have the nerve to drink the prefect's tea again? I happen to have some good products here, and I can let the prefect taste them."
"Oh? A good tea that is highly praised by a person like Mr.? Then you should know something about it." Mu Xiulan said immediately.
He was also a little curious, was this the 'benefit' Li Qi was going to give him?
It doesn’t look like it. Everyone is in the seventh grade. How can tea be so good?
It should just be a matter of building a relationship with him.
However, it is definitely not something that can be taken out casually. This time it may open your eyes to see what kind of good things these people from outside Baiyue enjoy.
With this in mind, Mu Xiulan watched Li Qi carefully take out a few tea leaves from the mustard bag.
These tea leaves are unattractive in appearance, they look dry and yellow, and they are still soft.
It was obvious that it had not been fried or roasted, it was just picked and not well preserved, leaving the leaves to gradually wither and turn yellow.
In such storage conditions...even good tea is spoiled, right? Can I still drink this?
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 any living water spring, just gather water vapor in the air, condense into two water balls, boil them with fire vapor, and then put them into the cup.
It's not even a teapot...
Without the teapot, the taste of tea would be missing.
Is there something special about this tea that can only be brewed this way, or is this person... not understanding tea at all?
Mu Xiulan prefers the former, probably because tea has something special about it.
But in fact, Li Qi is the latter.
He has read books on tea art, but he has never made tea by himself. Sorry, he has never done it.
Don't show off your things that are just on paper, lest you lose face when the time comes.
It's better to just boil water and make tea out of thin air, so that you can still maintain your superior demeanor.
After all, his tea is really good.
The tea leaves from the Immortal Tea Tree in Penglai Fairy Mountain, collected from Zhu Fengdan, are simply chewed dryly in the mouth without brewing, and the saliva produced by chewing them is the best tea in the world.
No way, the quality is crushing.
Wasn't Yumengniang's elegant and perfect tea-making technique useless back then?
Li Qi finished brewing two cups of tea neatly, and without caring about the first and second water, he directly placed the cup in front of Mu Xiulan and said, "Please taste it, prefect."
The prefect was a little embarrassed at first, but suddenly he smelled a strange fragrance and felt refreshed.
He couldn't wait to pick it up and take a sip.
This...this tea——! ?
Mu Xiulan's eyes widened! An illusion appeared before my eyes!
He seemed to have seen a fairyland.
That is, some kind of supreme, pure breath, which is what he has been pursuing!
The rain is pouring over Liugong, and the wind is cold and the beach is sunny.
The majestic mountains have been covered with snow for thousands of years, and thousands of trees are cold in the bright night sky.
The clouds are clear and the sky is high; the clouds are about to close and the water is clear.
The coldness of the condensed dew mirrors the clearness of the green mountains.
The rumbling waves shake the sea air, and the hundred-mile boat rides the sea light.
Wander your soul here and see the world behind you.
Just a hint of breath can make you have such an illusion, this...
Wait, it’s not a fantasy! Is this a vision that occurred after his cultivation was pure? !
The difference between a vision and an illusion is simple.
The illusion is false and lies to oneself.
The vision is real, and it is usually a side appearance of something. In other words, he is not deceived, but really sees the projection of something.
He felt that this piece of tea actually guided his cultivation in a more 'orthodox' direction.
Mu Xiulan even gave up communicating with Li Qi.
He immediately fell into concentration and began to imitate that breath and adjust his golden elixir.
No matter right or wrong, everything depends on that breath!
Because he felt-
The smell wafting out of the tea leaves... is Penglai!
Penglai is the holy land of Taoism and 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 the world, sandwiched between the East China Sea and the Arctic Spiritual Road. Half of it is the sea and half is the mountain.
Three Immortals Mountain and Ten Caves are the absolute orthodoxy of Taoism.
This is an opportunity, a huge opportunity!
People like him don't know if they will have the chance to visit Penglai in this life, because to go to Penglai, they have to find Huliang first, and Huliang is hidden in the ocean, carried on the back of a giant turtle, and can move at any time, so there is no way to find it.
In the East China Sea and the sea within Dao Sect, there are many fourth-grade beings, and fifth- and sixth-grade ones can only be local hegemons, similar to the leader of Baiyue Kingdom.
In the land of Baiyue, there are dozens of kings, at least dozens of fifth-grade ones.
This is the center of the world, the world, and it is terrifying.
A seventh-grade person can be considered capable of protecting himself here, but if he wants to cross the world and run from Baiyue to Penglai, he is simply looking for death.
The same goes for that monk. If he ran from Baiyue to the Western Regions, he would most likely die on the way.
That's why Li Qicai lamented his desire to seek truth.
But now, Penglai's aura is right in front of her, how can Mu Xiulan remain calm? !
This practice lasts for eighteen hours.
Until the breath from Penglai was completely integrated into the golden elixir, 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 him take a big step forward on his path, and he has even reached the end of the road, with a slim chance of breakthrough.
Originally, the seventh level was Mu Xiulan's limit, but now...if he uses this ray of Penglai Qi as the foundation, there may be a possibility of breaking through to the sixth level. Although the chance is slim, there is hope after all. .
Mu Xiulan opened her eyes with complicated eyes and found that Li Qi was still sitting in front of him.
Also, for people who are also at the seventh level, a dozen hours is just a nap time.
Just by taking a nap, he was no longer the same as before, and even his future and future had been rewritten.
"Sir... ah no, sir! What are those tea leaves...?" He stood up, no longer daring to sit across from Li Qi.
"Penglai Immortal 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, then processed well, and finally stored in the cellar, then it can be regarded as the real Penglai Immortal Tea. ”
"The effect I have in my hand is already 9 out of 10," Li Qi said.
This is true. The tea tree that Zhu Fengdan snatched was already half-dead. He probably got tired of drinking it and left it wherever he went. He probably sent it back after a while.
As for the processing technology... Li Qi doesn't understand it, and he doesn't know how to do it.
But just like this, it was enough to make Mu Xiulan in front of him owe a big favor.
"Well, now that the tea has been finished, Governor, could you please speak for me in front of the Lord of the Kingdom -" Li Qi stood up.
"Leave it to me! Even if the king is in seclusion, I will risk my skin and call her out!" Mu Xiulan's tone was decisive.