monk family

"Miss Fu, you finally woke up."

An indifferent voice entered the eardrums.

Fu Shiyi raised his head suddenly, only to see a wave of ripples flashing in the air, and the figure of the Seventh Young Master was looming in a sack cart pulled by the flying fox, the curtain blowing in the wind.

Seventh Young Master and Feng Yu haven't left yet.

Fu Shiyi stood up from the futon.

at this time.

Fei Tianhu twitched his nose impatiently.

A terrifying coercion fell on Fu Shiyi's shoulders. Fu Shiyi felt her shoulders sink, and her feet kept sinking deep into the ground until they reached the knees of her calves. Get rid of this spiritual pressure that is no less than that of Nascent Soul cultivator.

If it is changed to when she has not yet broken through.

I'm afraid that he will already be kneeling on the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices!

"Feifei, don't mess around." Feng Yu opened the curtain in the hemp carriage, scolded Fei Tianhu softly, and then looked at Fu Shiyi with soft eyes: "Miss Fu, come up, I'll take you to a good place."

The voice just fell.

Before Fu Shishi could respond.

A purple aura shot out from the hemp cart in an instant, lingering around Fu Shiyi's body.

Then there was a flash of inspiration.

next moment.

Fu Shishi then appeared in the hemp cart.

The curtain falls.

The Flying Fox turned into a ball of white light, dragged the hemp cart and drove quickly towards the forbidden area of ​​the Wanguimen ruins.

The interior of the hemp cart is very large, with a full thirty square meters.

A 32-panel screen divides the space into two. The screen is a double-sided double-dragon and phoenix pattern. In the front half of the screen, it is scattered and arranged as a living room. At this time, Feng Yu is sitting on the Canglin Huadiao On the grand teacher's chair, the seventh son did not see him.

Across the screen.

Loomingly saw a beautiful woman lying on her side, with her fragrant shoulders half exposed.

Fu Shiyi hastily bowed his head:
"Senior Feng"

"Miss Fu, don't be nervous, try our Baizhou Puxian tea first."

Feng Yu's face was calm and breezy, and he concocted half a pot of Puxian tea like flowing clouds and flowing water. With a wave of his hand, wisps of milky white tea splashed into the black-bottomed Canglin flower-carved jade cup suspended in the air, and the jade cup followed the wind. Floating to Fu Shishi.

A pure and sweet fragrance came to the nostrils in an instant, and the fragrance penetrated into the body, and the zhenyuan that had just been promoted and rolled in Fu Shiyi's body instantly stabilized.

Pu Xian tea tastes very good.

The most difficult thing is that this tea is undoubtedly a panacea for monks in the late Jindan period.

Drinking a cup of this tea after being promoted will immediately strengthen one's realm, so drinking tea can be said to be a priceless commodity among Jindan monks.

"Thank you senior for the reward!"

Feng Yu didn't shy away from Fu Shishi in the conversation between Feng Yu and the seventh son.

She knew that the other party wanted uncle to make a move.

At this moment.

She has no room for negotiation at all.

She took the jade cup, touched her lips, and then took a deep breath. In an instant, a milky white fragrance in the jade cup flowed from her nose into her body, and immediately entered her dantian. Instantly became docile under the harmony.

“Good tea!”

Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up.

This Puxian tea was hyped in the market before.

Today Yipin really lives up to its name:
"Senior, I don't know if you still have seedlings of this Puxian tea. I am willing to pay a high price to buy it."

She is only at the eighth level of Golden Core now.

There are still several small realms before breaking through Nascent Soul.

If Puxian tea seedlings can be cultivated with Jingping Lingzhu, then she can save her the hard work of consolidating her realm after she advances.