Unfathomable, but close as a warm breeze, people can't dare to be evil.

The eyes are like stars, revealing unfathomable mystery.

Even at first glance, Zhang Jiangang had a feeling as if he was chatting with his old friend for many years.

In this Senluo hall, the other party was originally writing something on the desk, which was obviously very close, but it looked like the size of the sky.

Seeing that he was coming, the other party put down the pen in his hand and got up gently, and slowly smiled and walked towards him, and his body became smaller and smaller, and the pressure on Zhang Jiangang became less and less.

However, although people are getting smaller and smaller, until they are about the same size as ordinary people, this Qin Yanjun, who is dressed in a black gold-inlaid robe, is the smaller his body is, the more mysterious and unfathomable he feels.

"Haha Zhang Daoyou doesn't have to be so polite, just call me Qin Zhong, don't call Yan Jun Yan Jun one by one, haha. Although elegant, the other party spoke quite freely.

This was the first time Zhang Jiangang knew that the name of this Qin Yanjun was Qin Zhong.

"Then, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, so I have the courage to call Brother Qin. Brother Qin remembered the great kindness of the No. 1 plane, and he had long wanted to come up and thank him. ”

"By the way, I don't know why Brother Qin asked me to come up?"

Zhang Jiangang is not a person who drags mud and water, and while sitting down with this Qin Yanjun, Zhang Jiangang said with a smile.

At the same time, Zhang Jiangang also looked at the environment of the Yama Hall in this underworld.

The walls are dark, with some eerie eeries. Even if he was as strong as Zhang Jiangang, and even had the power of the three rules, he felt depressed, as if he would lose his soul at any moment.

However, what was strange was that Zhang Jiangang found that the second layer of blood in the Nine Palace Pagoda was flickering, canceling and hedging this sense of loss again and again.

"Yan Jun, this is a gift from my eldest brother from the No. 1 plane, please don't be polite. At the same time, Lao Yu, who was beside Zhang Jiangang, took out a Qiankun bag, which naturally contained all kinds of purple spirit objects.

"Yuwen, you've been with me for so long, and you're still so angry with me. Seeing this scene, Qin Yanjun said to Yu Wencheng with a smile.

At the same time, the subordinate next to him hurriedly poured tea for the two.

Lao Yu smiled awkwardly, but stood back behind Zhang Jiangang without expression in an instant.

In this process, Zhang Jiangang kept smiling and watching the reaction of this Qin Yanjun, and at the same time nodded to the master who added tea for himself.

A good relationship between the two sides is one thing, and the other party does have a great favor to himself and the No. 1 plane, but everything always has a purpose, right?

There is no good in this world for no reason.

So if it was the purpose, Zhang Jiangang guessed that the other party must also be coming for the Purple Imperial Spirit Object or even the Purple Imperial Yuan Bacteria.

However, to Zhang Jiangang's surprise, the other party didn't seem to care much about the gifts, and he didn't even look at them.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiangang frowned slightly.

"The things in the Purple Imperial World are all good things, thank you Brother Zhang. Seeing Zhang Jiangang's expression, Qin Yanjun said with a smile, and glanced to his side at the same time.

"Yuwen didn't notify me in advance when he brought you up, and you see that I didn't prepare anything for you, Brother Zhang. Qin Yanjun said even more politely. "Why don't you try my tea first? ”

The next moment, the servant beside Qin Yanjun hurriedly helped to take it over. From beginning to end, the other party didn't even open it and take a look, as if the purple spirit object might not be something great.

This scene became more and more mysterious in Zhang Jiangang's eyes.

Seeing Zhang Jiangang's eyes, this Qin Yanjun smiled: "Brother Zhang, you must have a lot of things to ask these days, right?"

While speaking, the other party gently raised the teacup: "Taste the tea of the underworld." ”

"Please. Zhang Jiangang hurriedly raised his glass and took a sip gently, then put it down with a smile and said, "Good tea, yes." ”

However, as soon as the words fell, Zhang Jiangang's face suddenly changed slightly, and then he looked at the tea even more fiercely.

"What's wrong, big brother?" looked at it again, and saw that it was wrong, and Lao Yu hurriedly said.

On the other side, Qin Yanjun looked at the two with a smile.

"Purple Imperial Breath!" looked at Zhang Jiangang again.

"Huh?" Lao Yu was stunned.

And Zhang Jiangang looked at Qin Yanjun, who was smiling and looking at him, and he trembled.

Yes, the tea leaves brewed in this tea are purple imperial fairy tea!

How can there be purple royal fairy tea here?

This breath is very familiar to me, and even the Purple Imperial Immortal Tea of the First Plane is not yet ripe.

Yes, the pure purple imperial fresh tea is naturally far from ripe, and the purple imperial new tea developed by Longteng himself by combining ordinary spiritual tea and fan tea is also not ripe for the time being.

In other words, the tea in front of me definitely didn't come from the No. 1 plane!

I was preparing a stomach full of questions, but suddenly Zhang Jiangang found that he didn't know how to ask.

At the same time, the entrance of fragrant tea is sweet!

The feeling of refreshment made my soul tremble, as if I had been thrown into a hot spring.

The original sense of resistance, sensitivity, and invasion of the aura of this underworld disappeared in an instant! At this moment, Zhang Jiangang felt that he was not in the dark underworld, but in the most comfortable place for the aura of the Dragon Teng Immortal Domain!

As for Zhang Jiangang's soul, it has also condensed a lot, obviously the soul has become a little stronger, and it is fast and stable.

This is definitely not the purple imperial spirit tea that was made the day after tomorrow, but the kind that is congenitally accompanied, extremely precious!

"Good tea!" Zhang Jiangang couldn't help but say.

"Hehe, drink Brother Zhang slowly. One cup per person, I don't have much left after drinking, after all, it has been stored for tens of thousands of years. Looking at Qin Yanjun on the other side, he said with a smile, and at the same time took a sip gently, obviously he was reluctant to drink it all in one go.

Even this Qin Yanjun had to seal the fragrance when he drank it, and he was reluctant to let the breath of this immortal tea leak out.

The entrance of good tea is relaxed and pleasant, and Zhang Jiangang's whole person is not so restrained, not to mention that there are some things that should be asked sooner or later.

"I kind of know why Qin Yanjun didn't care about the Purple Imperial Gift we brought. Zhang Jiangang reluctantly put down the teacup and continued.

At the same time, Zhang Jiangang unconsciously changed the previous title of Brother Qin to Qin Yanjun again.

Zhang Jiangang faintly felt that it was better not to be too close before he figured it out, not to mention that the other party was still kind to himself and the No. 1 plane, and he was so mysterious and powerful.

"I do want to ask a lot of questions. Not to mention this Purple Imperial Immortal Tea, I am very curious about why Qin Yanjun will help us again and again. Zhang Jiangang continued: "May I ask Qin Yanjun, which plane are you from? Is it the No. 38 plane? and the No. 1 plane here?"

Plane No. 38 is naturally the plane of Zhang Jiangang's previous life.

Zhang Jiangang had always guessed that this Qin Yanjun was either from the No. 38 Plane Immortal Realm from his hometown in his previous life, or he might be from the No. 1 Plane Immortal Realm from his own plane.

However, according to the immortals lurking in the mortal realm of the first plane, the immortal court of the first plane seems to have collapsed thousands of years ago.

So subconsciously, Zhang Jiangang guessed that this Qin Yanjun might be his fellow countryman in his previous life.

Hearing this, Qin Yanjun and his henchmen smiled, then shook their heads.

"Aren't they?" Zhang Jiangang was stunned.

The other man nodded.

"That?" Zhang Jiangang wondered.

"Zhang Daoyou, since you are now in control of the first plane, the nascent Purple Royal Plane, in the mortal realm, do you know how many Purple Royal Planes have appeared in history in this Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Jiangang and Lao Yu were stunned.

How many have appeared?

To be honest, Zhang Jiangang of the Purple Imperial Plane has only heard of it in legends, and he is only an old man who has passed through the Immortal and the Fourth Plane.

To be honest, even the old man doesn't know how many have appeared, but he only knows that he must have appeared, and everyone doesn't know what happened later.

"Two!" Seeing that Qin Yanjun had already spoken, "Qin is the one, or was." ”

Zhang Jiangang and Lao Yu's faces changed, and the two even glanced at each other.