Chapter 818 Old Friend

After entering Danzongfang City, they rented a courtyard and settled in. Then Feng Pingshan took Gu Zhian and Ouyang Jingcheng to the largest and most luxurious Xian Teahouse in Fang City, waiting for old friends to come and meet.

Feng Pingshan's old friend came very quickly. The eighth-grade alchemist of Nascent Soul Realm was among the best among the ranks of alchemists in the entire practice world.

Zhu Song walked into the Xian Tea House, found the box that Feng Pingshan mentioned in the communication talisman, and tapped the formation.

After the formation was removed, he quickly entered and saw a much older Feng Pingshan at a glance.

When the two first met, they were of the same age and similar cultivation. They had experienced life and death in the secret realm, and they were considered close friends. Since they parted more than 20 years ago, he has always thought about this old friend and asked about it.

He searched for him, but there was no trace of his old friend. He thought that he would never see him again in this life. As soon as he received the summons, he immediately put aside the half-refined elixir and rushed over.

Seeing Feng Pingshan like this at this time, Zhu Song's many questions that he originally wanted to ask were choked in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

Feng Pingshan smiled and said: "Why are you so confused? Don't you recognize me? Come and sit down quickly. I'll ask you for help if I need anything."

Zhu Song sighed and turned to the other two people in the box.

Gu Zhian quickly saluted Zhu Song and said, "Senior Zhu!"

Ouyang Jingcheng also saluted.

Zhu Song nodded and asked Feng Pingshan: "Your descendant?"

Feng Pingshan smiled and said: "My friend, sit down first!"

Zhu Song sat down, looked at Feng Pingshan's much aged face, and asked in a low voice: "You haven't found a way yet?"

Feng Pingshan's face was full of smiles, "There is a way, and it will be solved soon."

Zhu Song looked happy, "Really?"

Feng Pingshan smiled and said, "When have I ever lied to you? Let's not talk about this. I brought them to you today to ask you to make an elixir." He took out the three spiritual herbs that he had prepared in advance, "Things

It’s all prepared according to the rules, take a look.”

Zhu Song glanced over and saw that there were three jade boxes on the table containing Consonance Grass, Blazing Sun Fire Fruit, and Ice Spirit Grass, all in duplicate. He immediately knew what elixir he was going to make, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to that person.

A middle-aged male cultivator with no spiritual power fluctuation, "For him?"

Feng Pingshan nodded, "This friend of mine had an accident last time in the Five Spirits Secret Realm."

Zhu Song's eyes returned to the three elixirs, and he nodded, "Okay. But you know that I rarely make mistakes when refining elixirs, so why prepare two copies."

Feng Pingshan said: "Rules are rules, how can you break them because of me?"

Zhu Song laughed and shook his head helplessly, "It would have been okay if it was the past, but now you are like this -"

Feng Pingshan waved his hand, "Don't say that. I'm very well now. I've never been so well in my life. There's no need to sympathize with me."

The two of them reminisced about old times, while Gu Zhian and Ouyang Jingcheng sat aside obediently and listened silently.

At this time, the waiter came to deliver refreshments.

Gu Zhian ordered the best refreshments from Xian Tea House, a pot of silver leaf mist tea and three plates of spiritual fruit cake.

This is Danzongfang City. Zhu Song has come to Xian Teahouse frequently. Naturally, he knows the prices of the Silver Leaf Mist Tea and Lingguo Cake. When he saw these, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, Old Feng, you are quite generous. It seems that

My hands are very loose."

Feng Pingshan laughed and said, "The broken ship still has three thousand nails. In your eyes, I am not as good as a broken ship?"

Gu Zhian stood up and poured tea for the two of them.

Zhu Song took a sip of Silver Leaf Mist Tea. The tea had a fresh aroma and strong spiritual energy. It was a rare and high-quality spiritual tea. Most people would be reluctant to drink it. One pot costs ten high-grade spiritual stones.

What you are drinking is not tea, it is clearly spiritual stone.

However, Zhu Song frowned slightly, put down the tea cup, shook his head and said: "I am afraid that this Immortal Teahouse will not be able to keep its reputation as the number one teahouse in the city. How dare you fake such expensive spiritual tea."
Chapter completed!