Seeking longevity from the world of Si Teng / Seeking longevity from the world of the Republic of Ch

After more than ten breaths, Zheyan opened his eyes and looked at Qin Li in surprise.

"What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

"This tea is very strange!" Zheyan said.

"Fellow Daoist, as long as it tastes good to drink." Qin Li said after drinking the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"Is it so delicious?" Bai Qian who was at the side said somewhat dissatisfied.

Because Qin Yue replaced her treasured tea leaves, she felt a little dissatisfied.

"Whether it's good or not depends on the person. Your Highness, you can have a taste." Qin Li said with a smile.

"Just take a sip." Bai Qian got herself a cup and drank it.

1 minute later.

Qin Li saw that Bai Qian was still in a daze, so he asked aloud: "Your Highness, I don't know if this tea can be returned to my poor Highness."

Qin Li thought that Bai Qian would open his eyes immediately, but Bai Qian didn't respond, and he could still be there.

Gradually, Zheyan at the side also noticed something strange about Bai Qian.

Qin Yue's eyes flickered and he opened Tianyan, seeing the changes in Bai Qian's body, Bai Qian realized the Tao, and the aura around him gradually became mysterious.

"It seems that there is no need to ask, it is self-evident." Qin Li said to Zheyan with a smile.

"This girl is very talented, and she can realize the Dao along with the trend." Zheyan said with a smile.

"Let's drink tea, don't worry about her, when the time is up, she will wake up by herself." Qin Li added another cup of tea to Zheyan's cup and said.

Zheyan nodded, expressing agreement with Qin Li's point of view.

Although Zheyan's strength is not as strong as Qin Li's, as a god who has existed since ancient times, he still has a little vision. He can still tell whether Bai Qian's state is harmful or not.

If there is no accident, the enlightenment is over, Bai Qian wakes up, and her cultivation level will be greatly improved.

"The efficacy of this tea is astonishing, what is its name?" Zheyan asked.

Qin Li didn't answer in a hurry, but raised his teacup and took another sip, then put down the teacup and said: "What is the name of this tea, I don't know the name of this tea, it was a gift from a friend of Pindao, but this tea is not the same as The feet are extremely tall, and they are the seeds of innate spiritual roots, and the tea leaves they produce are extremely precious and can help people realize the Tao, and I only have a few jars in my hand."

"Innate spiritual root? No wonder." Zheyan said.

Qin Li smiled, but did not speak, but continued to drink the tea in the cup.

"If Fellow Daoist likes it, I will give the rest of the tea in this jar to Fellow Daoist."

"In that case, I won't refuse." Zheyan said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and took the bamboo pot away.

"Fellow daoists are too polite to poor daoists." Seeing Zheyan's hasty movements, it was like a mouse meeting rice, so he teased.

"I made fellow daoist laugh." Zheyan was also a little embarrassed.

"I live in Shili Taolin, and I have nothing else at home, just a few bottles of peach blossom wine to drink. Fellow Daoist sent me a pot of tea, and I went back to Fellow Daoist for a few jars of wine."

After finishing speaking, he waved his big hand again, and several altars of wine bottles that could be held were formed on the wooden table.

Qin Li looked at the three jars of peach blossom wine on the table, picked up one jar first, opened the red cloth stopper, smelled it, and suddenly smiled.

Qin Li put the wine back on the wooden table, and then opened the remaining jars one after another.

After it was done, Qin Li untied the gourd from his waist and opened the stopper, and put it on the wooden table. Qin Li's hand had just left the gourd.

There was a movement from the wine jar on the wooden table, four or five bottles of wine jars, the wine inside rose out of thin air, and then flowed into the mouth of the gourd through a parabola.

It took about 1 minute, and there was no more drop of wine in the jar.

Qin Li picked up the gourd on the wooden table, shook it, and could feel the sound of the wine inside hitting the gourd wall.

Qin Li stuffed the stopper back in satisfaction, tied the gourd around his waist again, and then said to Zheyan: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for the gift of wine. The gourd has been empty for many days, and I have never had a chance to refill it. gone."

Zheyan at the side drank tea relaxedly, and he saw all the scene just now.

"As long as you like it, fellow daoist, I don't have anything else other than this peach blossom wine." Zheyan replied.

"I just didn't expect that Fellow Daoist would drink alcohol."

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist, don't you think that Pindao is the kind of monk who is pure-hearted and ascetic?"

"Although Pindao is a Taoist priest, he has never really given the scriptures, nor received precepts. He just became a monk halfway, so there are no such rules here in Pindao."

"Don't look at Pindao dressed as a Taoist priest now, if you don't like it at any time, just take it off." Qin Li continued.

"So that's why, I said friends are different from those Taoist priests I met in the world before, so there's a reason for that." Zheyan said with a smile.

"You, Qin Li, are a fake Taoist priest. I don't know if I'm right."

"Yes, but it's not right either." Qin Li also replied with a smile.

After speaking, Qin Li raised the teacup in his hand, took another sip, and looked at the picturesque mountains and rivers upstream under the wooden pavilion.

Zheyan didn't say anything knowingly, but carefully tasted the way in the tea to improve his cultivation.

They sat for an hour, and they were very patient, especially on this sunny day.

Qin Li sat here, admiring the landscape of Qingqiu, not bored or irritable at all.

Qin Li and Zheyan sat facing each other, neither of them affected the other, each doing their own thing.

Qin Li watched the scenery while drinking tea, while Zheyan closed his eyes to comprehend the truth gained from the tea.

Migu had already left, and there were only the three of them left in the wooden pavilion, because they didn't speak, so they were very quiet.

Although there is no one in the wooden pavilion, there are a few people not far from the wooden pavilion, looking here.

They are the master of Qingqiu, Fox Emperor Bai Zhi, his wife, and his sons.

They were looking at the wooden pavilion worriedly, especially worried about Bai Qian's condition.

They knew that Bai Qian was at a critical moment, so they didn't dare to disturb her easily, but they didn't want to leave, so they could only watch like this.

It's not that Qin Li didn't see this group of people, but he just didn't want to pay attention to them, he just wanted to sit comfortably for a while now.

The sound of "squeaking" water in the river was very pleasant to hear, and Qin Li took another sip from time to time.

At this moment, the aura of Bai Qian, who was sitting next to Qin Li, suddenly changed.