Following that monk, Ye Qianqiu and Wei Lingkong soon met the person they wanted to meet, who was the monk they had seen last night.

The immortals of the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace obviously looked younger than the ascended monks of the Heavenly Dome Sect. And an iron law in the cultivation realm is that those who have used pills do not count, the younger they look, the higher their talent.

The fact that this immortal in front of him can obtain a high status in the Immortal Dao Alliance is also related to his high talent.

The monk of Ling Xiao Palace, dressed in white, has a temperament that is very similar to Ling Xiao Jun. After seeing the two people, he stretched out his right hand and motioned for them to sit on the tea house opposite.

Then, skillfully brewed tea, and pushed the brewed tea in front of the two: "Please." ”

Ye Qianqiu didn't stretch out her hand, the purpose of her coming here was not to drink tea and chat. Wei Lingkong, who was on the side, did not stretch out his hand. His brows furrowed, obviously he was more puzzled than Ye Qianqiu.

Wei Lingkong's gaze kept roaming between Ye Qianqiu and the monks of Lingxiao Heavenly Palace, Ye Qianqiu may not have noticed, but Wei Lingkong had already noticed.

At first, he just thought the tea-making action was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. But after seeing Ye Qianqiu, Wei Lingkong suddenly remembered that when Ye Qianqiu made tea, wasn't this set of actions?

When they saw that they did not stretch out their hands, the monk did not say much, but waited for them with his arms folded. Obviously, he didn't want to get the news out of his mouth without drinking tea.

After being silent for a while, Ye Qianqiu still stretched out his hand towards the teacup.

"The name of the tea is Lingxiao. After Ye Qianqiu took a sip of tea, the monk spoke.

Ye Qianqiu didn't answer, after taking a sip of tea, Ye Qianqiu took out two things and pushed them in front of the monk: "I want to know, what do these two represent?"

Qianlan was taken captive, and what remained at the scene was Ye Qianqiu's familiar imprint. The disciples of Xuantian Pavilion were taken away, and the things they left behind were also this mark. Ye Qianqiu knew that this mark represented the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace. But why does the other party have to leave this mark.

After seeing what Ye Qianqiu pushed over, the arm that the monk was holding let go. Then he reached out and picked up one of the sigils.

"It's a sigil. The monk didn't hide it from Ye Qianqiu: "It seems that the king doesn't intend to let you know his purpose directly." ”

What? Ye Qianqiu was stunned. It's all at this time, Ling Xiaojun still wants to play dumb riddles with her? Isn't this torture? Why is Ling Xiaojun so idle to play this game with her?

The monk didn't pay attention to Ye Qianqiu's reaction, and he put the sigil back on the table. Only this time, the copy was placed on the table upside down.

Then the monk's hand pressed on the sigil. After a flash of white light, there was one more rune on the rune. It's not the kind of runes that ordinary people can't understand in ancient times, but the formation runes that are very commonly used now.

Of course, a single rune that appeared on the copy was obviously not a formation.

"With the exercises of Lingxiao Palace, you can unlock the seal on the talisman. The monk had no hostile explanation. Then, in front of Ye Qianqiu, he once again unlocked the seal on another talisman.

After lifting all the seals, the monk returned the two sigils to Ye Qianqiu.

"I can't tell you your purpose. After returning the sigil to Ye Qianqiu, the monk stood up: "However, the king will definitely give you a hint." ”

Knowing that this person knew what he wanted to know, but he couldn't know the truth from his mouth, Ye Qianqiu's heart was like a cat scratching.

Looking at the sigil in front of him, Ye Qianqiu was really unwilling. But what can you do if you are not reconciled? There is no way to get this guy to listen to him.

Listen to yourself?

Ye Qianqiu's gaze fell on the teacup in front of him.

"Seniors. Ye Qianqiu suddenly spoke: "The immortal tea of the predecessors is really a must." However, there is a taste of spiritual tea in the hands of the younger generation, and it is also a masterpiece in tea. ”

As soon as Ye Qianqiu's words came out, Wei Lingkong next to him was stunned. He still remembered that Ye Qianqiu and he were here to listen to the news, why did Ye Qianqiu sit down to drink tea again?

Of course, at this time, even if Wei Lingkong had too many questions in his heart, he couldn't ask them. He just needs to know that what Ye Qianqiu does is meaningful.

And the monk who stood up and was about to leave, when he heard Ye Qianqiu's words, he actually showed an expression of eagerness. Obviously, the other party is a person who likes the tea ceremony very much.

Ye Qianqiu's movements were like those of the monk opposite, the speed was very fast, and the movements were very elegant. Moreover, the way of making tea is almost the same.

This inflated the monk's curiosity.

Taking a sip of tea, the monk narrowed his eyes.

"This is the Fairy of the Mist. Ye Qianqiu spoke.

The spiritual power contained in the fairy in the fog is completely inconspicuous among the many spiritual teas. However, in addition to the spiritual power, the color and fragrance are all top-notch in the spiritual tea.

"Good tea. Compared with Wei Lingkong, who didn't know anything and could only drink cows, the monk in front of him knew a lot more: "It's just that this tea is not pure enough." ”

The monk who knew the goods, after tasting it, frowned.

"Water is different. Ye Qianqiu nodded.

"The water is not good. The monk shook his head: "If you don't have good water, you're wasting this tea." ”

By the time the words fell, the monk's eyes were closed.

"Qianqiu's water, how is it not good. Wei Lingkong couldn't help but speak. However, he did not get any response, and the other party seemed to be asleep.

Will the immortals still sleep? Wei Lingkong was very puzzled.

Ye Qianqiu was already relieved, and at the risk of offending the immortals, Ye Qianqiu successfully put down an immortal. Of course, this was not enough, after confirming that the monk on the opposite side had fallen asleep, Ye Qianqiu took out a pill from the storage bag.

Stuffing the elixir into the monk's mouth, Ye Qianqiu waited with peace of mind.

After waiting for a long time, the man finally woke up. The moment he saw Ye Qianqiu, he hurriedly knelt down on one knee: "My subordinates have seen Junshang!"

Wei Lingkong was stunned.

Ye Qianqiu and Ling Xiaojun are too different, how could this person admit his mistake?

However, no matter how far Wei Lingkong stayed, it could not be denied that Ye Qianqiu had fooled people. Immediately afterwards, Ye Qianqiu began to set up the purpose of Ling Xiaojun.

I have to say that the monk in front of him is much stronger than Gong Xu at the beginning. When he first used the Phantom Heart Pill for Gong Xu, Gong Xu made a big joke, and it is still his black history.

And the person in front of him, even if he was under the control of the Phantom Heart Pill, still remained calm.

However, no matter how calm he was, under the effect of the elixir, he couldn't tell the difference between Ye Qianqiu and Ling Xiaojun. Not to mention that now, the temperament exuded by Ye Qianqiu is almost the same as that of Ling Xiaojun.

The deceived monk, under Ye Qianqiu's deliberate guidance, couldn't hide anything at all.

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