Zhou Yin brought Dongfang Zimo and two others to a hall.
The three of them were seated separately as host and guest.
"Two fellow Taoists have come all the way, just in time to taste the spiritual tea that I have treasured for many years." Zhou Yin said, and immediately ordered a servant beside him to fetch the spiritual tea.
"Oh, since it's Brother Zhou's collection, I'm in for a treat." Dongfang Zimo said with a smile.
Soon, the servant just made three cups of spiritual tea and served them one by one.
Dongfangzi Mo just took a sip of the aroma of the spiritual tea and was attracted by the fragrance.
Just after taking a sip, Dongfang Zimo felt that the magic power in his body had actually increased, and his eyes lit up.
"Good tea! I didn't expect Brother Zhou to have such good tea!" Dongfang Zimo said with praise.
Yang Chen beside him also showed surprise after taking a sip, but he didn't say anything.
"Hahaha! This spiritual tea has taken me a lot of effort. It needs to be planted in a place with abundant spiritual energy. It needs to be irrigated with spiritual springs every once in a while. It took decades to cultivate it carefully, which is really not easy.
Not only can ordinary people prolong their lives and stay young forever after taking it, but those who practice Taoism can reduce the pain of practicing for more than ten days after taking it." Zhou Yin smiled slightly and said with some pride.
"No wonder this is Brother Zhou's treasure." Dongfang Zimo said with a wry smile.
"What's the point? It's not as good as Taoist friend turning from a mortal to a foundation-building monk in just a few years. I wonder what interesting things have happened in the past few years?" Zhou Yin stroked his white beard, a little tentatively.
asked.
When Yang Chen heard this, he looked at Dongfang Zimo with some interest.
Especially what happened during the time when Dongfang Zimo was kidnapped by Yijindan monk.
"Oh, this matter is helpless. I don't want to mention the past things again. Later, I came to Hechuan to build the foundation of the Yang family. Today I happened to pass by Mingshan. I met Brother Zhou after some inquiries. But Brother Zhou has been there for several years.
What exactly are the conditions that I have proposed before that require my service?" Dongfang Zimo sighed and said vaguely about his deeds.
"Haha, if fellow Taoist hadn't mentioned this, I would have almost forgotten about it. I originally wanted to wait for a few years for fellow Taoist to master the Changchun Technique, and then call him here, but I didn't expect that fellow Taoist has already built the foundation after a few years.
Okay, this is a bit beyond my expectation, I'm afraid I don't need fellow Taoist for that matter." Zhou Yin was naturally dissatisfied when he saw the other party's prevarication, but he didn't mention it anymore.
"Oh? I'm sorry," Dongfang Zimo said with a smile when he heard this.
"Hehe! Why do fellow Taoists say this? Although it is not necessary for that matter, there is something I need to ask fellow Taoist to come over and help me with." Zhou Yin said politely with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Brother Zhou, please come and hear what's going on. Zimo has received the grace of brother Zhou to save his life, so he must do his best." Seeing Zhou Yin's tone, Dongfang Zimo couldn't help but feel startled, and asked cautiously.
"Okay! I feel relieved when you have a Taoist friend say this! To be honest, I learned that there is an ancient monk ruins and want to go to hunt for treasures, but I don't know what kind of danger I will encounter. Now my Taoist friend is already a foundation-building monk. If there is
With the help of Taoist friends, this matter will be settled!" Zhou Yin said with some excitement.
"The ruins of ancient monks? Were Brother Zhou's half-step golden elixir monks not sure they could escape unscathed?" Dongfang Zimo did not immediately agree, but said vigilantly.
"Since ancient times, wealth and wealth have been sought in danger. Who can guarantee that we can escape safely. However, it is said that the ruins are the caves of ancient powerful people. Taoist friends naturally know what is inside, and maybe they can still find it during this trip.
The way to form an elixir is like this. If fellow Taoist agrees to this, he can let him choose a treasure after it is completed." After Zhou Yin thought about it, he said something that people could not refuse.
Hearing this, Dongfang Zimo looked thoughtful, as if he was really moved.
"Senior brother, what do you think?" Dongfang Zimo's face was uncertain, and he finally asked Yang Chen, who had always remained silent.
"Junior brother, just go. As a senior brother, will you abandon your fellow junior fellow apprentices?" Yang Chen said in a cold tone.
"Okay! Let's go together with Brother Zhou." Dongfang Zimo was overjoyed when he heard this and made another decision in his heart.
"With the help of two Taoist friends, I can make it happen!" When Zhou Yin learned that Yang Chen also agreed to go, he couldn't hide the joy on his face.
"But if we encounter something that we are unable to defeat, we will still put our lives first." Dongfang Zimo hesitated for a moment and said to Zhou Yin.
"Don't worry, fellow Taoists, if your lives are really involved, you can just leave. I am by no means an unkind person." Zhou Yin waved his hand and said solemnly.
"Thank you, Brother Zhou!" Dongfang Zimo said.
"Okay, why don't you two go to my house to rest for a while? I will call the two Taoist friends by then. By the way, I still have some precious spiritual tea here, so I will give it to you two to take back and taste.
." Zhou Yin was in such a good mood that he even gave away the spiritual tea that he was usually reluctant to drink.
A servant brought two boxes of exquisite wooden boxes, which contained some spiritual tea.
"I really like this spiritual tea. It would be disrespectful for me to reject it when Brother Zhou said this." Dongfang Zimo naturally accepted this kind of spiritual tea without hesitation.
After the three of them exchanged some polite words, Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen moved into two elegant rooms under the arrangement of a servant.
In the room, Dongfang Zimo patted the storage bag on his waist, summoned several flags and arranged a simple formation in the entire room.
With this newly purchased formation, even the spiritual consciousness of the foundation-building monks can withstand it.
However, Zhou Yin's cultivation in the late stage of foundation building has no effect.
Dongfang Zimo didn't care. After arranging the formation, he sat cross-legged and meditated, adjusting his magic power to its peak state first.
I have been running around all day these past few days, even though I adjusted my breathing for a while.
But it only restores half of the mana.
Now I just have time to recover all the mana under me.
The two of them meditated for six days.
No one came to disturb me along the way.
Until the seventh day, a ray of light flew in from outside the door and hovered in front of Dongfang Zimo.
After Dongfang Zimo noticed the movement, he picked up the talisman between his two fingers.
As soon as his spiritual consciousness invaded, Dongfang Zimo immediately stood up and walked out of the room.
Just when he met Yang Chen, the two looked at each other speechlessly and flew towards the hall together.
That transmission note was naturally made by Zhou Yin, who asked the two of them to gather in the hall.
After some discussion, the three of them flew out of the city and shot off in a certain direction.
Several people flew in the air for several days and finally landed on a plain.
"Is this the site of the ancient monks?" Dongfang Zimo looked around and saw only some stones and weeds, and no sign of any buildings at all.