Speed ​​through the cultivation of immortality!

Ji Changsheng came to the Moon Palace.

However, this time Ji Changsheng did not go to the illusion to gain merit.

Li Changxi was waiting for him.

Holding a jade sword in his hand.

"Junior brother, I asked my mother for this for you."

Ji Changsheng was overjoyed when he saw the jade sword of Fairy Linglong.

"Senior Sister, is this the Linglong Immortal Sword?"

"It is indeed my mother's sword, but it is not a magic sword. Junior brother, you can use it for self-defense first, but there is bad news - it can only be used for three days. After three days, my mother will ascend to heaven and the sword will be useless."

Three days...

That wasn't a long time indeed.

However, Ji Changsheng said that he was content with what he had.

"Senior Sister, with my efficiency, three days is enough to accomplish a lot of things."

Li Changxi couldn't refute.

"Since there are only three days left, I won't spend too much time reminiscing about the past with you. Sister, I need to hurry back to the Heavenly Demon Sect to gain merit."

Chapter 132: Witch, Kneel Down and Call Your Master

"Here comes the tea."

Ji Changsheng returned to the front hall of the cave with a smile.

Start making tea for Lan Zhujun.

Ji Changsheng said he was going to the back to make tea for this righteous witch, so of course he kept his word.

"Senior Sister Lan, this is the precious spiritual tea I brought back from Xuandu Temple. Please taste it, Senior Sister Lan."

Lan Zhujun looked at the bright red tea in the tea bowl, and a desire suddenly arose in her heart.

"It is indeed a specialty of Xuandu Temple. Just smelling it makes me feel refreshed and focused, and even my realm has improved a little." Lan Zhujun was very emotional.

Everyone knows that Xuandu Temple has the most good things, but outside of Xuandu Temple, few people are qualified to taste the good things in Xuandu Temple.

Although Lan Zhujun is a true disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he is just a small fry to the Xuandu Temple.

It was also the first time she saw the treasures of Xuandu Temple.

"But is it the legendary Mantuo tea?" asked Lan Zhujun.

Ji Changsheng nodded.

I thought to myself, this is the first time I’ve heard of the name Mantuo Tea.

It sounds like it's delicious.

I’ll ask my wife for some next time.

It's tragic to say that Ji Changsheng didn't spend a few days on Xuandu Guanshan Mountain.

He doesn't even know how many good things there are in Xuandu Temple.

But seeing Ji Changsheng confirmed that it was "Mantuo Tea", both Lan Zhujun and Ren Suqiong were instantly moved.

Ren Suqiong's eyes lit up: "Changsheng, you actually have 'Mantuo Tea'? Yes, your senior sister is Li Changxi. With Li Changxi's status and your merits, you are indeed qualified to share 'Mantuo Tea'."

Ji Changsheng was intrigued by the two girls' reactions.

"Why? Is Mantocha so rare?"

"Of course it's rare." Lan Zhujun looked at Ji Changsheng with some jealousy in her eyes. "You don't know how lucky you are. You don't know the gap between the disciples of Xuandu Temple and the disciples of other sects in the past hundred years. In terms of treatment and benefits, there is a gap between the disciples of Xuandu Temple and those of other sects. Mantuo tea is one of the benefits of Xuandu Temple. It is a tea that can only be grown using the flesh of a powerful being above the level of a spirit being as nutrients."

Ji Changsheng was startled: "What kind of underworld thing is this?"

Lan Zhujun nodded and said, "It is not wrong to say that it is something from the underworld. The raw material of Mantuo Tea is red spider lily, which only grows in the underworld places like the Ghost Cave Palace and the Yellow Spring Sect. Later, the Ghost Cave Palace was destroyed by Fairy Linglong. The flesh and blood of many cultivators in the Ghost Cave Palace nourished the red spider lilies growing around the Ghost Cave Palace, causing the red spider lilies to mutate, and then Mantuo Tea was born. Xuandu Temple accidentally discovered that using the mutated red spider lily to make tea can increase the chances of Yuanying cultivators being promoted to the God Transformation Stage. From then on, Mantuo Tea became a special benefit for the true disciples of Xuandu Temple. This is also one of the reasons why the true disciples of Xuandu Temple are the easiest to be promoted to the God Transformation Stage among all the major sects. In addition, those who have made great contributions to Xuandu Temple or have amazing merits and phenomena will also have the opportunity to be granted Mantuo Tea."

Ren Suqiong added, "Because Mantuo tea has a miraculous effect on Yuanying cultivators, Fairy Linglong has personally said that the red spider lilies on the banks of the Santu River of Huangquan Sect must be regularly supplied to Xuandu Temple every year. Of course, Huangquan Sect itself cannot afford to drink it. Because it takes the flesh and blood of at least a Divine Transformation cultivator to nourish the red spider lilies and eventually grow Mantuo tea. Except for Xuandu Temple, other sects dare not hunt Divine Transformation cultivators to grow this kind of tea. Maybe after Fairy Linglong ascends, we can give it a try."

Speaking of this, Ren Suqiong's eyes flashed with ambition.

Fairy Linglong is the best in the world, so she can let the disciples of Xuandu Temple enjoy the best treatment in the world.

After Fairy Linglong ascends, the leader of the cult will be number one in the world, and the Holy Cult will also need to be strengthened.

This is the common idea among the entire Tianmo Cult nowadays.

Ji Changsheng understood.

Be more compassionate to yourself.

I am only concerned with gaining merit and accumulating virtue, and I am busy killing people and setting fires all day long... Cross it out, I am only concerned with doing good deeds and accumulating virtue all day long, and I have no time to enjoy myself.

After returning to the throne of the Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole, I must reward myself well.

After fighting so many... heavenly battles, you have to enjoy it.

But for now the battle must continue.

"As long as you are satisfied, Senior Sister Lan, please taste it. Good tea should be paired with a lady of destiny like Senior Sister Lan."

Lan Zhujun was very satisfied with Ji Changsheng's understanding.

"You are still sensible. I will protect you in the Holy Church in the future."

Lan Zhujun nodded and picked up the tea bowl in front of her.

Ren Suqiong also wanted to drink.

But when he saw Ji Changsheng's kind smile, his heart suddenly moved. He stopped what he was doing and began to observe Lan Zhujun carefully.

After a moment, Lan Zhujun smacked his lips, a little surprised: "Is this the taste of Mantuo tea? Why doesn't it taste like tea to me, but all powder?"

Ji Changsheng explained: "Senior Sister Lan, you are wrong. It is not powder, but ashes."

Click.

The tea bowl in Lan Zhujun's hand was crushed by her in an instant.

The next moment, the gray ashes floated directly onto her face.

Lan Zhujun was a little stiff.

Ji Changsheng added: "So that Senior Sister Lan knows that what you drank were the ashes of Fairy Linglong's husband."

Lan Zhujun: “…”

Ji Changsheng still had a kind smile on his face: "Witch, kneel down and call me master!"

He had given Lan Zhujun a chance before to be friends with him but she refused.

Then you can only choose between a dog and a dead person.

Ji Changsheng still chose to give Lan Zhujun a chance to live. He felt that he was really kind.

Ren Suqiong wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, feeling grateful.

After all, she had been to Sheng Country, so Ren Suqiong had a deeper understanding of Ji Changsheng's style of doing things.

It was unbelievable to her that Ji Changsheng would invite Lan Zhujun to have tea, because Ji Changsheng was not the kind of person who would just sit there and take a slap in the face.

It turned out that her guess was correct.

Fortunately, I wasn't the one drinking the ashes.

Ren Suqiong felt lucky that Lan Zhujun only wanted to kill people.

"Are they really ashes?"

As a true disciple of the Demonic Cult, she was familiar with things like ashes.

So Lan Zhujun's delicate body began to tremble gradually.

"How dare you trick me into drinking ashes."

The murderous intent gradually filled the cave, and the might of Lan Zhujun in the late Nascent Soul stage suddenly burst out.

However, Ji Changsheng remained unmoved.

Ren Suqiong also looked at Lan Zhujun with pity.

Lan Zhujun’s current strength is definitely better than hers.

But the same thing goes, based on her understanding of Ji Changsheng, Ji Changsheng would definitely not anger Lan Zhujun for no reason, thus making Lan Zhujun so angry that she would kill him.

Ji Changsheng must have a backup plan.

Even if Ji Changsheng had no backup plan, she and Ji Changsheng would not be able to be killed instantly by Lan Zhujun if they joined forces.

So Ren Suqiong was not worried about Ji Changsheng and her own safety. On the contrary, she was more worried about Lan Zhujun's safety.

Because she heard the key point just now.

So Ren Suqiong kindly reminded her: "Senior Sister Lan, what you just drank was the ashes of Fairy Linglong's husband."

The focus is on the fairy Linglong.

Poor Senior Sister Lan, she was so angry that she even ignored this big news.

Sure enough, after hearing Ren Suqiong's "kind" reminder, Lan Zhujun's brain buzzed again, as if struck by lightning.

“Whose ashes?”

Ji Changsheng was deeply impressed by the weak ability of the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect to withstand blows, and patiently replied again: "Take a closer look at the ashes of Linglong Fairy's husband."

Ji Changsheng could see that Lan Zhujun was still struggling to death.

So he removed the illusion.

Let Lan Zhujun see Bai Shizhi's urn.

Ji Changsheng specially found an exquisite urn for Bai Shizhi to serve as his "home", on which was engraved a water mirror image of Bai Shizhi, with his voice, appearance and smile coming to life.

Lan Zhujun had obviously seen Bai Shizhi's video records.

When she saw Bai Shizhi's voice, appearance and smile on the urn, her eyes lost focus.

Leaning weakly on the back of the chair.

The whole person seems to have lost his soul.

Ji Changsheng glanced at Lan Zhujun, then suddenly frowned and said to Ren Suqiong, "Suqiong, testify for me that I have never touched her."

Ren Suqiong didn't react: "Changsheng, why did you suddenly say that?"

Ji Changsheng pointed at Lan Zhujun and complained, "She looks like she's been played badly. I suspect she's deliberately trying to blackmail me."

I just asked her to eat some ashes.

What are you doing like this?

The ability to withstand blows is too poor.

How can I continue to practice Taoism with this little bit of faith?

Of course, Ji Changsheng did not forget that several disciples of the righteous path, such as Du Zongsheng, were in the same state after drinking Bai Shizhi's ashes.

In this regard, Ji Changsheng could only say that the overall quality of the disciples of both the righteous and evil paths needed to be improved.

Look at him, he never loses his composure over such trivial matters.

What can Ren Suqiong say?

She could only silently shed tears for Lan Zhujun again.

Senior Sister Lan, you should just have a good retreat.

Why did you say you provoked him?

I was advising Changsheng to keep a low profile, but you came to my door and handed me a knife, and spoke so harshly.

If I don’t do Changsheng, who else can I do?

Ren Suqiong shook her head helplessly, feeling that Lan Zhujun was seeking his own death.