Yunling tea was also a rare thing in the prehistoric world.

Not only can you improve your cultivation and purify your magic power, but it also contains a trace of the power of law. Although it is very small, it does exist.

When Zhou He drank it before, he couldn't feel it, but when he drank it now, he finally noticed the power of the law.

It can be said that drinking Yunling tea can give people a deeper understanding of the power of the law.

This is one of the reasons why Yunling tea is so scarce.

Another thing is that Yunling tea needs to be planted in innate spiritual soil or soil of the same or higher level.

Otherwise, it will be impossible to sprout and grow.

The most important thing is that the seeds of Yunling Tea are extremely difficult to obtain.

Each Yunling tea tree can only be picked once before it will wither. There is a certain probability that seeds will germinate among the withered tea trees.

Therefore, this Yunling tea will only grow less and less.

Some powerful people can use great magic power to pour the power of law into the tea tree when the Yunling tea tree matures, which will increase the probability of seed gestation.

This also leads to the fact that most of these powerful men still have some Yunling Tea in their hands.

So, this thing is quite precious.

Of course, what is even more precious is the Enlightenment Tea.

As the name suggests, it can make people enlighten.

Zhou He also planted a little bit, but not much, because this thing is a bit troublesome and a waste of time because you can achieve enlightenment once you drink it.

Therefore, we chose to plant Yunling tea on a large scale.

"By luck, I broke into an ancient monk's cave and got Yunling Tea." Zhou He made up a lie at random.

"So that's it. It seems that Taoist Brother Changsheng is also a person with profound blessings." Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile.

"Master, Yun Ling tea is ready."

At this time, Qingfeng Mingyue came to them each with two pots of tea and poured a cup of tea for both of them.

The aroma of tea, which is stronger than before, wafts out, making people feel refreshed.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't wait to pick up the teacup and took a sip.

"It tastes just like this. I drank it once at the last peach festival. It was really an aftertaste." Zhen Yuanzi said with a look of enjoyment.

In fact, he had planted Yunling tea before, but unfortunately, they all withered away thousands of years ago.

I also drank up all the Yunling tea in my hand early.

"Huh?" Zhou He was suddenly shocked and looked at Zhen Yuanzi with some incredible evil.

Then, Zhou He immediately stood up, bowed and saluted: "I have met Senior Zhen Yuanzi, and I didn't know Senior Zhen Yuanzi's cultivation before. I have been negligent. Please forgive me."

"Hey, sorry, sorry, I took a sip of tea and my breath suddenly appeared."

"Also, no matter how high or low your cultivation level is, as long as you are a Taoist, you can just call yourself Taoist friend." Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"That's good, fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi." Zhou He smiled and sat down again.

When Zhou He came to the door and asked for a visit, he wanted to address him as a senior.

However, before he could open his mouth, Zhen Yuanzi came out on his own and called him fellow Taoist.

At that time, Zhou He also discovered that Zhen Yuanzi's cultivation level was the same as his own, that of Daluo Jinxian.

It was a bit strange at the time that Zhen Yuanzi, who was known as the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, was only a Da Luo Jin Immortal.

Now, Zhou He was relieved.

This Zhen Yuanzi had hidden his cultivation before, and Zhou He didn't notice it at all.

If he hadn't failed to check for a moment while drinking tea and let out his breath, Zhou He might not have discovered that Zhen Yuanzi was at the pinnacle of quasi-sage cultivation.

With this level of cultivation, it can be said that except for saints who come here, I am afraid that they will not be able to defeat the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi.

Sure enough, he really deserves to be the ancestor of the earthly immortals.

It’s no wonder that during the Journey to the West, eating the meat of Tang Monk could lead to immortality, and eating ginseng fruit could also lead to immortality.

However, all the monsters dared to eat Tang Monk's meat with Sun Wukong who was causing trouble in heaven, but they did not dare to find the ginseng fruit that was planted there and did not move.

If not for anything else, it’s because of Zhen Yuanzi’s strength.

However, Zhou He did not feel inappropriate about Zhen Yuanzi hiding his cultivation, but instead felt a little excited.

The higher Zhen Yuanzi's strength is, the greater Zhou He's gains will be from the discussion between the two.

Immediately, Zhou He spoke first and started discussing Taoism with Zhen Yuanzi.

…

Talk about both ends.

Jiang Ziya left Kunlun Mountain, only to find that he had no relatives.

There was no family around, but he remembered that he had a sworn brother in Chaoge, Song Yiren.

Although he had been away for forty years, Jiang Ziya still vaguely remembered Song Yiren's residence.

Immediately, he used the art of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist to reach a place more than thirty miles south of Chaoge City.

However, he was dumbfounded.

In my memory, this place should be a Songjiazhuang surrounded by streams and green willows.

But now, it has actually become a big river.

"That's weird, where did Songjiazhuang go?" Jiang Ziya looked confused above the clouds.

However, his mana was almost exhausted, so he couldn't care less and quickly flew down from the sky.

I have to say that after forty years of practice, I have really become lonely.

Coming from the Kunlun Mountains to Chao Ge, even though I have the skill of riding the clouds and riding the mist, it also took three days of effort.

Jiang Ziya found that there happened to be an inn not far away and walked over immediately.

"Staff, bring me a pot of tea and some sesame cakes." Jiang Ziya sat down directly and shouted to the shopkeeper.

"Okay, old man, just wait a moment and I'll be here soon."

The shopkeeper in the shed responded and quickly came out with a pot of tea and two sesame cakes.

"Old man, your sesame cakes and tea."

"By the way, shopkeeper, I remember this wasn't Songjiazhuang before? How come it turned into a big river?" Jiang Ziya said.

"Hey, old man, you don't know that one day a year ago, for some reason, it started to rain heavily in Chaoge."

"The rain fell three meters away, regardless of humans or animals. It rained continuously for seven days."

"Seven days later, for some unknown reason, it suddenly stopped, and then it became a big river. Songjiazhuang is probably still at the bottom of the river," the store owner said.

"Heavy rain? Bottom of the river? Where are the people inside?" Jiang Ziya asked eagerly.

"I think the old man has relatives inside. Don't worry. Prime Minister Wang had known about this disaster a long time ago and had moved all the nearby people away the day before."

"No, have you seen that mountain? Songjiazhuang is right there now."

The store owner pointed to a mountain a few miles away and said.

Jiang Ziya looked in the direction of the store's finger.

It was a hill of only two to three hundred meters, and you could vaguely see some houses halfway up the mountain, with wisps of green smoke rising from it.

"Thank you so much, store." Jiang Ziya immediately cupped his fists and thanked him.

Later, Jiang Ziya asked the store owner about the current situation of Dashang.

At this time, there were no customers in the inn, so the store owner simply sat down and started chatting with Jiang Ziya.

About half an hour later, Jiang Ziya left the inn with a heavy heart and headed towards Songjiazhuang.

Not long after, we arrived at Songjiazhuang.

Songjiazhuang is still relatively large, and it can be seen that Song Yiren still has some wealth.

When Jiang Ziya came to the door, he still felt a little frustrated.

He is seventy-two years old this year, and Song Yiren is much older than him. I wonder if he is still alive.

Immediately, Jiang Ziya said to the servant standing outside the door: "The cell boy told me that my old friend Jiang Ziya is visiting."

When the servant heard this, he looked at Jiang Ziya and found that this man had an immortal spirit and was no ordinary person at first glance.

He walked in quickly immediately.

After a while, an old man with white hair came out supported by a maid.

"Good brother? Good brother Ziya? It's been forty years. Why haven't there been any news for forty years? I, I thought..."

Jiang Ziya breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming.
To be continued...