The tyrannosaurus stood beside the tentacle dragon and secretly counted to himself, there were more than eighty people in total, and he didn't know if this was the final number, or if these people came first. After glancing at the two of them, the men didn't say anything, each doing his own thing, but hiding with his eyes closed and his knees crossed.

The Tyrannosaurus and Tentacle didn't say anything, and after finding a place to sit down, they began to wait. In the following hours, another writer arrived, until an hour later, when one of the first few people broke the silence.

"Everyone, it's almost time now, don't wait for the Daoist friends behind, please come with me!" said and flew into the air, not fast or slow. Seeing this, everyone showed what they could, and they all followed him with all their spare strength.

After flying for a while, the man stopped in front of a mountain wall and cast a spell on the mountain wall. After a while, a gap opened in the mountain wall, and the man walked straight in. Seeing this, the people behind all flew in without the slightest delay.

Inside, the Tyrannosaurus took a look and found that the inside of the mountain wall had been hollowed out and turned into a hall that could accommodate hundreds of people, and there were already more than 200 writers in addition to the person leading the way.

There were more than 30 writers who came with him, and with these 20 monks, he didn't expect that there would be more than 500 writers gathered in this small mountain wall. However, the reason why it is named after the Lingcha Party is because a spiritual spring is born here every year.

And this spiritual spring can be combined with the unique tea leaves of Lingcha Mountain Villa to create a special spiritual tea, which has great benefits for the spiritual consciousness of the monks, and can not only strengthen the strength of the divine consciousness. The most important thing is that it can allow the monk to better stabilize the realm after breaking through.

And if you sign a contract with a writer of the above realm, it can also make the Yuan Shen more stable, and it will also have a certain effect on future promotion. The two walked to a small building, and the words Qingfeng Tea Garden were written on the upper floor, and the two walked in to take a look, and there was only one vacant seat at this time.

The two hurriedly went over and sat down, afraid that there would be no seats in the evening. The person who looked like a little second on the side hurriedly ran over to entertain him. He lowered his voice and said to the touching dragon: "Two immortal masters, please take a seat, it will be right away!"

The two of them found a place by the window and sat down, looking at the monks around them, many of them were of quite high grade. In the stationing stage, it is divided into nine layers, the exercises are different, and the strength is not the same, generally speaking, one to three heavens belongs to having a sense of qi and can practice true qi.

Three to six heavens, the true qi is condensed, through the whole body, six to nine heavens, the true qi is full, and the spirit is full of qi. The stationed Nine Heavens has reached the peak of the station, and is about to hit the signing realm, but the true qi is restrained.

On the first floor of this Qingfeng Tea Garden, they just saw that there were several of them stationed in the ninefold, and this level was not something they could look up to in the past. If there is a fight, even if the tyrannosaurus has the help of "The Writer Against the Heavens", he will definitely not have the slightest chance.

Feeling that there were so many masters around, the tyrannosaurus felt uncomfortable, and even his sitting posture was much awkward. Seeing the nervous appearance of the Tyrannosaurus, the Touch Dragon patted him on the shoulder and said, "Relax, this is Qingfeng Tea Garden, no one dares to make trouble here!" "Why?" The Tyrannosaurus looked around and didn't see any masters.

Looking at the touch dragon in a daze, he saw that the touch dragon mysteriously went straight upstairs, and he thought that upstairs, but the writers of the hospitality signing realm, and even higher levels, I heard that the hospitality above are all real outer disciples, and the resident writers can only be on the bottom layer.

The battle of these station-level writers downstairs, for them upstairs, is simply as ridiculous as a child's house, Tyrannosaurus smiled bitterly, a little arrogant during this time, and then remembered that he was just a little station-based writer. But the writer-in-residence also has a chance to become a god, doesn't it?

Perhaps at this level, no matter how powerful the resident writer is, in the face of a writer in the signing realm, even a writer at a higher level than the signing realm, I am afraid that he can only be a man with his tail between his legs. Since there is no danger, the fear of the tyrannosaurus is greatly dissipated, and after a while, the guy brought out the qi tonic tea.

As the name suggests, Qi Replenishing Tea has no body, just a cloud of mist, wrapped in aura, and held in a special container, which looks a little strange. Touching the dragon picked up the container, put it to his mouth, sniffed deeply, and made a feeling of intoxication.

The tyrannosaurus also sniffed according to his movements, and suddenly a cool breath swirled upward, and even his mind cleared up a little. As a famous product here, even if it is only the lowest level of qi-tonifying tea, it is also fragrant, and I can't help but praise it. "Good tea!"

Touching the dragon smiled slightly, and said, "Tyrannosaurus, this tea is really the best in the world!" After speaking, the touching dragon took a big mouth, drank it all, and the qi-replenishing tea was like an ice line, turning around in the chest and melting into the body, which was clear and abnormal.

And the mouth is fragrant, which makes people have endless aftertaste, and the tyrannosaurus sighed for a while, it is really a famous tea in the world, even if it is only the lowest, it has a promising effect, and his brain is even a lot clearer. After a turn of thought, the tyrannosaurus asked, "Touch the dragon, is this qi tonic tea expensive?" "This, of course it's very expensive!"

Touching the dragon's expression, it was inevitable that it was a little unnatural, and some of them said hesitantly: "Two taels are worth a spirit stone!" "It's so expensive!" The tyrannosaurus spit out two words in his mouth, but he didn't dwell on this issue, a cup of tea, two or three confidants, and a big wish in his life. While chatting, the two enjoyed the taste of qi-replenishing tea, and time passed quickly.

When one is used up, the touch dragon is still unfinished, but the tyrannosaurus does not want to stay longer, such an expensive thing, you can taste it lightly, if you are really addicted, it will be in vain. The Tyrannosaurus turned around, and this was a relatively different street in Fang City. That's where the low-level cultivators trade.

The street was deserted, Qingfeng Tea Garden was on higher ground, sitting by the window, just over the low wall in front, and found a lively place, a bunch of monks, where they gathered, I don't know what they were doing, Tyrannosaurus asked in some surprise: "Touch the dragon, what is that for?"

"Where?" Touching the dragon was still intoxicated by the aftertaste of the qi replenishing tea, and was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, followed the eyes of the tyrannosaurus, nodded and said, "It seems to be a loose cultivation writers' fair!" The tyrannosaurus finished the account and pulled the tentacle to leave the teahouse reluctantly.

The name of the loose cultivation writer is that the writer who has not joined the sect, they are not bound by the sect, but all the cultivation resources have to rely on their own to fight, the area of the trade fair in front of them is not small, but there are a lot of people, crowded, thousands of people gathered together, bustling.

The tyrannosaurus pulled the dragon and walked over, and the loose cultivation writers put out some messy things, all kinds of things, including medicinal materials, pills, and even exercises, of course, more of some strange things, which looked very shabby.