On this day, Meng Zhou, who was in a state of quiet enlightenment, was suddenly awakened by the throbbing in his heart.

He thought about it in his mind, walked out of the quiet room, and came to Linchi Waterside Pavilion.

I simply cleaned the tea set that I always kept here, and then started to make the spiritual tea.

A pot of spiritual tea exuding a strange fragrance had just been cooked when a black spot appeared in the sky in the distance.

When it first appeared, the black spot was very small and located very far in the sky.

Soon, this small black dot became extremely huge.

It was a huge raptor with a wingspan of several hundred meters.

The tyrannical aura spread out from this raptor without any concealment, suppressing the entire Sanchuan City into silence.

This raptor is all black, and its huge wings are even more shiny.

Against the backdrop of the black body, the long dark golden beak and the pair of huge dark golden claws look even more eye-catching.

Just looking at it from a distance, the long beak gives people a feeling of being extremely sharp and indestructible.

The pair of giant claws give people a sense of horror that they can fall from the sky at any time and anywhere, easily pierce flesh and skin, easily grab deep into the internal organs, and crush the heart.

This unabashedly majestic and domineering bird not only instantly captured the hearts of all the Sanchuan monks outside the city defense formation who witnessed this scene, but the monks who were meditating inside the city defense formation also lost their attention.

All were drawn out.

Even those who were in seclusion had to exit urgently, and their hearts seemed to be tightly grasped, and they were raised high.

Although the beast tide that is now affecting the entire Qingxuan Territory is still in the ascendant, most of the alchemy and fake elixir monks who used to live here and cultivate carefully here have also gone to the front line of the beast tide.

But apart from Cuiyu Lake, there is only one safe third-level spiritual land in Qingxuan Domain that is not owned by Qingxuan Sect, and it has not become deserted because of this.

On the contrary, it shows itself to be lively and irreplaceable in another way.

Since the outbreak of the beast tide, one or two, as many as three or four, clouds of calamity can be seen appearing almost every month.

Even though not all those who forcibly endured the tribulation were completely sure, if we look closely, in this small corner of the country with a radius of less than ten miles, on average, a new Dan-Jie was born every month.

Sometimes it's a double yolk egg.

As for the number of monks who did not choose to go through the calamity, but gave up wisely before the calamity cloud appeared, and came out of seclusion with fake elixir cultivation.

After a breakthrough, no matter how anxious you are, you can't rush to the front line immediately. A period of adjustment and rest, stabilizing your cultivation, re-introducing the rapid improvement of cultivation and strength to the right track, and regaining control are all essential.

Such a rest period can range from a few months to a year or two.

Practitioners who have reached this level have very clear understanding.

Go fight on the front lines of the beast tide and gain a lot of military merit, the purpose is to better support your practice, not the other way around.

Therefore, at this moment in the inner city area, there are really many monks meditating quietly.

Now, they were all blown out of the retreat caves by this huge raptor that made no secret of its ferocious aura.

Under these pairs of shocked eyes, the raptor was already approaching the core inner city area.

Because its appearance is too public, without any cover, it is full of momentum from a distance.

The city defense array that all parties in Sanchuan Plain had worked so hard to build finally responded.

A rapidly condensing light curtain appeared in front of the giant bird.

This third-level high-grade city defense formation is very difficult to break through in the later stages of the formation of pills.

But now, facing such a rapidly solidifying light curtain, the giant bird just pecked at it with its long dark golden beak.

Just once.

After years of preparation, the city's defense formation was immediately pecked out by the long dark gold beak, a hole just big enough for a bird's head to pass through.

Then, its huge bird head passed through the hole.

A bird's head, a long neck, a cross-section of a body that rapidly grows in size due to the spread of its wings...

More parts passed through without slowing down at all.

A heart-piercing sound of cracking silk was heard throughout the Sanchuan City area, spreading hundreds of miles outward.

The entire city defense array was torn to pieces with such easy violence.

After entering the core inner city area, the raptor's speed did not slow down and its direction remained unchanged. It flapped its wings lightly two or three times and aimed directly in the direction of Meng Zhou's cave.

With the aroma of tea lingering at the tip of his nose, Meng Zhou looked at the rapidly approaching raptor without any change in his expression.

With the fierce power displayed when this raptor easily tore through the city defense formation just now, if it did not slow down, it would be difficult for the formation to maintain the existence of this cave dwelling to last much longer.

Faced with the critical situation that the entire residence might be completely demolished in the next moment, Meng Zhou remained completely unmoved.

It was like watching a cannonball being fired towards me at a very fast speed, without even trying to dodge, without even frowning or blinking my eyelashes.

Under Meng Zhou's eyes, the rapidly approaching raptor was already approaching the cave, only a short distance away from the barrier area formed by the formation.

Seeing that the raptor was about to hit him hard, but the next moment, the raptor with a wingspan of hundreds of meters suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a bearded man who looked about fifty or sixty years old, with a long beard and hair, and an angry expression on his face.

monk.

He frowned and looked at the formation in front of him, as he was brewing emotions. The formation in front of him that protected the entire cave suddenly disappeared.

The monk with the curly beard immediately saw the old man sitting in the pavilion by the pool below. At this moment, he stretched out his right hand, pointed at an empty seat opposite, and invited him with a smile:

"A distinguished guest is here, please!"

The bearded monk snorted angrily, but still stepped into the void, entered the waterside pavilion, and sat down at the position guided by Meng Zhou.

Meng Zhou held up the pot and poured tea for him, with a smile on his face.

He said: "I have admired the name of Mingnan Patriarch for a long time, and today I am finally lucky enough to meet him in person."

Ancestor Mingnan chuckled and said: "Long time admire? So, you have been hiding in the dark and watching my jokes for a long time."

An ancestor who was kicked out of the sect he founded?

After counting the past hundred years and looking around the five regions, he found out that Ancestor Nan was the first to set a precedent!

"..."

Meng Zhou was choked by the other party's words and didn't know how to respond.

Fortunately, the cup of tea was just full at this moment, so he put down the teapot, stretched out his hand and said, "Please!"

The ancestor of Mingnan sat opposite Meng Zhou, and the two sat across the table.

He suddenly frowned, glanced at the filled teacup on the table, and said, "Are you the president of the Professionals Association, Qihuangzi?"

Meng Zhou nodded: "Not bad."

"You're so good, why do you want to mess with me?" Patriarch Mingnan asked.

"Well……"

Meng Zhou's expression froze again. He really didn't expect that Mingnan Patriarch, who was supposed to be a master of life, would be such a straightforward person.

Of course, the real reason why he was once again speechless when asked by the other party was not because of the other party's "straightforwardness", but simply because of the other party's word "fuck" which made him speechless.

If a beautiful female nun said this to him, he would reluctantly accept it.

But when such a man with a beard and full of masculinity said this, it was hard for him not to feel a little jealous.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Patriarch Mingnan thought that the other party was stunned by his first question in person.

Many people do things secretly, but they still feel embarrassed when someone picks them off in person.

Ancestor Mingnan thought that the "Qihuangzi" in front of him was like this, but he had no intention of waiting for the other party's answer. This was not the purpose of his trip.

His eyes fell on the teacup in front of him, looking at the steam rising in the cup, and the fragrant and fresh fragrance of tea lingering on the tip of his nose. Without any politeness, he picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

In an instant, Ancestor Mingnan's eyes widened.

The tea soup was moderately warm, but as this sip of tea soup entered his stomach, he felt that what he was drinking was not spiritual tea, but a handful of fine, long-pointed iron filings, like a small, extremely sharp sword.

From the moment they were swallowed into his mouth, they suddenly burst out from a restrained state, followed his swallowing, passed through his throat and esophagus, and slid all the way into his stomach pouch.

Ancestor Mingnan felt that he was being executed a very novel criminal law.

Countless exploding sharp swords scraped through the mouth, scratched the esophagus, and bloomed on all sides in the stomach pouch.

If it were another Foundation Establishment monk, drinking this sip of tea would probably result in intestinal rupture.

But for Patriarch Mingnan, there was no obstacle, and he didn't even feel any pain at all.

Instead, as the sharp sword energy exploded from his stomach, spread throughout his body, limbs, and bones, and finally discharged from every pore, he felt an indescribable sense of clarity and joy in his heart.

"Good tea! What a special spiritual tea, really - good tea!"

Ancestor Mingnan couldn't control his inner emotions at all and blurted out words of praise.

After he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong. His face, which was a little intoxicated, became cold again, and his mouth was pursed tightly again.

"Qihuangzi" had already picked up the teapot again and filled it up for Patriarch Mingnan again, while smiling and saying:

"If it tastes good, drink more. I've carefully prepared this for you. I'm sure you'll like it - please."

Ancestor Mingnan looked at the cup of spiritual tea that was once again full. He drank it down without talking nonsense and without being polite.
To be continued...