Great Dao Ji

Wang Quanshan's birthday banquet came to an end with the end of this battle.

Many martial arts people dispersed with their own thoughts, and many people stayed behind and lingered nearby, because many military leaders had not yet left Wangquan Mountain.

There is a stone table in the open space behind Wangquan Mountain. The stone table stands not far in front of the cliff. It is the place where An Qi drinks tea and plays chess after sitting in meditation.

At this time, several people were sitting opposite each other.

"This tea is taken from two tea trees in the back mountain beside where my master is sitting in meditation. The water is clear spring water from the mountains. It is boiled with fragrant wood. It is the best in the world."

Zhang Haohao, wearing a white Taoist robe, chuckled and poured tea for several people one by one:

"Uncle Yun, Uncle Yan, Master Liu, Gang Leader Wang, what do you think?"

The water vapor is curling up, and the fragrance of tea is tangy, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

“Good tea!”

Kuangtu Yan sniffed it lightly and praised slightly: "This tea tree grows in the place where Taoist brother Wang Quan attained Taoism. It is born with three points of Taoist aggregates. Its color and fragrance are hard to find in this world."

He knows tea.

Although everyone in the world thinks that he is a martial artist, as the leader of the Great Dragon Clan, he is naturally more than just a martial artist.

People, without the oppression of life, must live exquisitely.

"It is indeed good tea."

Liu Yanchang nodded slightly.

Wang Quan Taoist's body and soul are extraordinary and holy, and his own aura is extremely magical. Anyone who is in this aura will receive great benefits.

People are like this, birds and animals are like this, and flowers and plants are like this.

These two tea trees were originally ordinary, but because they were close to An Qisheng, they became the best.

Just like this Haohao, he was once just as talented, but now he can see that he has undergone a transformation in just a few years. His whole person is extremely transparent and exudes an extremely clear aura.

Compared to Jiang Tingting, Yan Kaiyu, and the slippery Liu Ming, they are more like Taoist Wangquan.

At this time, it seems that although Zhang Haohao, Yan Kaiyu, and Jiang Tingting are not as good at martial arts as Sun En and the other six, they seem to be more calm and knowledgeable.

Not to mention how amazing and talented he is, being the heir to the sect is enough.

"The tea is good, but it always lacks some flavor."

On the contrary, Yun Haitian and Wang Jianglong didn't feel much. They only felt that no matter how good the tea was, it was not as flavorful as the wine.

Yun Haitian even said bluntly:

"Boy Zhang, where is the wine your master has hidden? Go and get two jars for me!"

"Uncle Yun, please don't embarrass this disciple."

Zhang Haohao chuckled and shook his head:

"Master has hidden something, who in the world can find it?"

"That's true."

Yun Haitian felt a little pity. The wine at Yangxiaotang was unparalleled in the world, but compared to An Qisheng's wine, it was far behind.

Wang Jianglong glanced at Mu Qingliu, Sun En, Wulingcheng and six other people who were standing side by side not far away, and asked: "Where is the Taoist Priest? He said he wanted to invite us to tea, but why was he missing? "

Several other people also looked at Zhang Haohao.

"Seniors, you don't know something. Over the past few years, my master has always gone to the back of the mountain at one hour every day, rain or shine."

When Zhang Haohao said this, his face looked a little weird. He paused and then said:

"For more details, let's wait until Master comes. I really can't tell."

"Brother Yun is thinking about my jars of wine again?"

Before a chuckle fell, An Qisheng had already arrived in front of everyone.

He was still wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a jar of wine in one hand, and a wooden basin in the other hand, with a faint aroma dissipating.

"Brother Dao knows me."

Yun Haitian laughed, took the wine jar from An Qisheng's hand, shook it open, and the aroma of wine suddenly filled the air.

Sun En and others not far away couldn't help but look over and smell the aroma of wine.

Yun Haitian poured a glass of wine for everyone one by one, and waved to Sun En and the others:

"Boys, come here, why are you standing so far away? Can we old guys still make things difficult for you?"

Sun En and the others were not afraid and walked over.

Zhang Haohao glanced at these young men who were younger than himself but had better martial arts skills than himself, and slightly raised his hands:

"Brothers, please, Brother Sun, don't be polite."

"Brother Hao."

A smile appeared on Sun En's face.

He has a good relationship with Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao. They got along with each other when they were young, and Zhang Haohao took good care of him.

"Boy Mu, your great-grandfather will be kind to you and never complain. You should remember that."

However, Kuangtu Yan looked at Mu Qingliu, who had a sad expression on his face, and warned him coldly.

He was not afraid that Mu Qingliu's revenge would hurt An Qisheng, but he didn't want him to drag Wanjian Villa into the quagmire.

With An Qisheng's current strength, Wanjian Villa will not be his opponent.

"Master Yan, don't worry."

Mu Qingliu's face was blank, and he just nodded when he heard this: "My great grandfather died for the Tao, of course I understand."

Kuangtu Yan's expression softened slightly, and he saw him looking at An Qisheng again, and spoke again:

"It's just Sword Twenty-Three, it's more powerful than that. If Qingliu achieves great martial arts in the future, he must hold Sword Twenty-Three and ask the Taoist Master for advice!"

"oh?"

The expressions of several people changed slightly, but An Qisheng raised his hand, stopped Kuangtu Yan who was about to speak, and smiled faintly:

"I hope it will happen one day."

Mu Qingfeng's Sword Twenty-Three was the strongest swordsmanship he had ever seen in his life. After the two of them fought, this sword naturally became his heritage.

It's just that Mu Qingfeng's sword didn't do its full work, otherwise, it would definitely be at the level of heaven and man.

Although he is not greedy for the power of swordsmanship, it would be great if he could see his descendants perfect the sword.

"Sit down."

An Qisheng put down the wooden basin, waved his hand and said, "Haohao, please sit down too."

The original stone table was naturally not large enough for so many people to sit on, so Zhang Haohao brought a set of tables and chairs and everyone sat down.

"Taoist Master, what are you doing?"

After sitting down, everyone's eyes fell on the wooden basin.

The wooden basin exudes heat slightly, and there is also a refreshing light fragrance floating in the air. Several people are quite sensitive and can faintly feel the spiritual energy.

Is this a medicinal diet?

"In the past few years, I have been very quiet and restless. I opened an acre of mountain land behind the mountain and planted some things. After cultivating them for several years, I happened to have the results today, but I didn't catch up with the birthday party."

An Qisheng flicked the non-existent soil on his clothes and casually opened the lid of the tub:

"A few of you can try it."

"Is this corn?"

"Not medicinal food?"

"Brother Taoist, are you growing food?"

When they saw the distinct grains of food in the wooden basin, several people were stunned.

They thought it was medicinal food or some other medicinal materials, but they didn't expect that it was just corn.

Corn is one of the staple foods in Dafeng. It is the most common grain. In addition to its larger yield, its taste and other aspects are very poor. It is only eaten by poor families.

After being stunned for a moment, several people came to their senses: "Taoist Priest, what's the mystery behind this corn?"

It's not that several of us have never eaten corn, but is ordinary corn worthy of being cared for by Taoist Wang Quan, the best person in the world, for several years?

"This corn is a little different."

An Qisheng nodded slightly and motioned to Zhang Haohao to get a bowl for everyone present.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and the same is true for people who practice martial arts. Even compared to ordinary people, the needs of people who practice martial arts are not only greater, but also higher.

No matter whether it is before the blood transfusion, or after the blood transfusion, or even when the Qi veins are condensed and the divine veins are forged, it is impossible to live without food.

Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is everywhere, the divine veins can shake the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, burn mountains and boil seas, open mountains and cut off rivers. However, this does not mean that people can live by eating breath.

Although it was said in previous lives that those who eat breath will live long and live long, and those who do not eat will live forever, but in the Jiufu world, no one can do this.

Even at this moment, he couldn't do it.

Human beings have internal organs and a digestive system. They live on food and live on food. This is the result of countless years of cultivation.

Just because you practice martial arts, it won't change everything.

"This corn"

A group of great masters of the divine veins, as well as several future military masters, were all in a trance while holding bowls.

Their senses are not comparable to ordinary people. They can already feel the difference without entering. The difference is that this corn contains a purer and gentler spiritual energy than ordinary corn.

After taking a bite, the eyes of several people couldn't help but light up slightly.

"This rice, if taken for a long time, is comparable to ordinary elixirs. Moreover, it is easier to absorb. If you eat this rice regularly, your internal energy will develop much faster!"

Wang Jianglong had a look of shock on his face, and his heart was shaken.

The medicinal effect of this corn is not strong, at best it is comparable to the most common elixirs. However, you cannot take too much of the medicine, and you must not eat less of it every meal!

Calculated in this way, it is simply much stronger than the elixir.

Its value is so great that it is probably even more precious than the secret elixirs of various sects.

After all, it is not easy to get the secret elixir back and forth, and the yield of this rice is only one-tenth of that of ordinary corn, which is also extremely amazing.

"Where did Brother Tao find this corn?"

Yun Haitian was also a little moved.

The other people also looked at An Qisheng. They were all human beings. They immediately thought of the huge changes that would be brought about after the introduction of this rice, and they all understood the huge value of this rice.

On the other hand, although Sun En and the others felt a little surprised, they were too concerned about it.

After all, they have always had no shortage of elixirs. Even without elixirs, their internal power cultivation speed is far faster than ordinary people.

With or without this rice, there is not much difference.

"Does it have to be the creation of heaven and earth?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

What he was most interested in since coming to the floating world was the aura of heaven and earth, a strange aura that did not exist in Xuanxing's previous life.

The world of Jiufu Realm is rich in spiritual energy, and everything has spiritual energy, but all living things have a certain amount of spiritual energy.

It's just that ordinary people only look for heavenly materials and earthly treasures, rare spiritual herbs, and medicinal materials that have more spiritual energy in the world, but they have never thought about how to create heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and rare spiritual herbs.

This is the difference in thinking and vision.

"Isn't it the creation of heaven and earth?"

Hearing this, Yun Haitian seemed to be aware of it and looked at the tea on the wine table.

Others also thought of this slightly.

Liu Yanchang was the first to speak: "Taoist priest, this rice"

"Can be used as seeds."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, but then added:

"However, it is only limited to one time. After harvesting, the corn cannot be planted a second time."