Wang Zijia smelled the aroma of wine and resisted the desire to complain.
Shi Zhongkuan didn't say anything. He just bowed quietly and left.
"I've met Li Xianzun!" Wang Zijia saluted him as usual.
"Sit!" Li Benlin was not as formal as when they first met, and he didn't put on any airs. He casually pointed to the seat next to him and said to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia cupped his hands again without being polite, and sat next to Li Benlin casually.
If he were a Nine Realm Mysterious Immortal, he might still be cautious, but a Heavenly Immortal...
After spending half a year on an equal footing with Bai Mei, I can no longer be cautious about the person in front of me. Besides, he is not without the power of an immortal now.
Li Benlin glanced at Wang Zijia and asked, "How do you drink?"
Wang Zijia looked at the other party's fairy brew and naturally understood why the other party asked.
Of course the other party wasn't asking about normal drinking capacity.
The immortal body of the monk who has transcended the tribulation has not yet been completed, and the body has not yet been quantified and regularized.
Normally speaking, if you drink eight-grade immortal wine, you will have to sleep for several years if you drink it in one glass.
Without any special measures, it is obviously not suitable to treat it as a regular drink during this kind of chat.
Wang Zijia smiled calmly and said, "It's not bad!"
Li Benlin raised his eyebrows, filled a glass directly for Wang Zijia, and made a gesture of invitation.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
The rich aroma explodes on the tip of the tongue, and the spiritual power spreads and expands in the body, but it is not violent, but is easily absorbed.
But even so, Wang Zijia was overloaded.
Fortunately, there was a paper man who was always paying attention to Wang Zijia's status. When Wang Zijia started to feel dizzy, he redeemed it for him, so that Wang Zijia wouldn't lie down with his eyes turned white after drinking it.
"Value +13.42 million!"
A glass of wine is worth more than 10 million degrees, tsk tsk!
"Good wine!" Wang Zijia said in admiration and aftertaste.
Seeing this, Li Benlin glanced at Wang Zijia again, and then filled the wine glass for Wang Zijia, but did not continue to persuade him to drink.
Wang Zijia didn't feel depressed anymore.
After all, this is not a banquet, but a private chat over tea.
It was impossible for Wang Zijia to choose to embarrass himself in front of Li Benlin just for the sake of gaining tens of millions worth more.
That would be too unwise!
The two of them drank another half glass slowly, and then Wang Zijia put down the glass and asked, "Li Xianzun is looking for me for something?"
"Don't call me an immortal, just a fellow Taoist." Li Benlin said.
Wang Zijia paused and said, "That's fine!"
Li Benlin took another sip of wine and said, "I have something unclear."
Wang Zijia paused as he was about to pick up the wine glass again and replied: "Fellow Daoist Li, please speak."
"If the people below are checking correctly, the Taoist name of fellow Taoist should be Chiyang, right? Nine Tribulations Chiyang?" Li Benlin looked at the Taoist question asking about his Taoist number, but he was actually confirming Wang Zijia's identity.
"It seems that fellow Taoist sent people to the Zhenling Domain?" Wang Zijia nodded, changed the topic, and asked, "Is Wan Yu okay?"
"I haven't asked much about this." Li Benlin replied, and then continued to ask: "What about this Yun Neutron?"
"It's also my Taoist name. Since fellow Taoist sent people to the Zhenling Realm, I think I should know this. After all, it shouldn't be a secret in the Zhenling Realm, and it should even be a household name." Wang Zijia replied with a smile.
Back then, Yun Lai lit the sky lantern during the game of chess in the clouds for the sake of inheriting the divine throne!
"So you are really Taiqing Immortal Yun Zhongzi, the senior brother of Yunlai Immortal Lord?" Li Benlin confirmed.
Yun Lai, as a being who achieved immortality in the Age of Dharma End, has quite a reputation and legend in the Taiqing Palace.
"Yunlai... Such a distant memory!" Hearing the other party mention Yunlai, Wang Zijia suddenly felt lonely. He put down his wine glass, stood up and came to the edge of the star-catching platform.
The night wind blew gently, making his clothes and hair fly.
In the deep night, the stars were dotted, giving Wang Zijia's face a hint of loneliness and vicissitudes of life.
Standing on the edge of the star-catching platform, looking at the night in Taiqing Palace, through the vicissitudes of his eyes, I seemed to be seeing the time of the Fifth Age.
I was stunned for a long time!
"That little guy is very talented, but unfortunately, he is a child with not many blessings, and his life is very difficult."
After a while, Wang Zijia sighed.
Li Benlin was still sitting, looking at Wang Zijia's lonely back, admitting everything with a sigh, and was speechless for a moment.
"According to our information, fellow Taoist disciples shouldn't be sleeping through the end of the Dharma, right?" Li Benlin asked after a moment.
Wang Zijia did not look back, put her hands behind her back, and said quietly:
"I don't have that kind of luck. At that time, all the people in Changmei were corrupted, and I had just completed my reincarnation. I wanted to escape from death. As a result, the twelve main gods of the witch world united with the demon sect and suddenly launched an invasion."
"It was a precarious situation, so I used some means and used Shi Ni to make a tomb for myself and bury everyone."
Having said this, Wang Zijia raised his head, looked at the deep and dark night sky, and continued calmly:
"Didn't you dig up my grave some time ago, even the graveyard, and make it into a Taoist magic weapon?"
"Now that everything about the Zhenling Realm has been investigated clearly, don't you know this?"
After saying this, Wang Zijia turned back calmly and looked at Li Benlin.
Li Benlin breathed a sigh of relief.
Originally, he thought that asking Wang Zijia's background today would require a lot of twists and turns, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so direct from beginning to end.
To be honest, at this stage, the ancient people were just like that to him.
After all, the ancient tribulation was still just a tribulation, but it was just a matter of survival.
But when he found out part of the information about the person in front of him, and even what some of the information vaguely pointed to, he was still a little surprised.
Even when his uncle came before, he specifically mentioned it and told him that if possible, he should take it back to the sect.
After all, if I am not mistaken, this person in the fifth era of the Dharma Ending Age is already a reincarnation!
The Fifth Age is the existence of reincarnations...it can't be super old antiques who came to life in the Fourth Age!
In that case, if you don’t have some skills, you really can’t do it!
Li Benlin probably didn't know how to respond to Wang Zijia's words just now. His thoughts flickered and he was silent for a while.
Wang Zijia collected her thoughts, walked back to her seat, picked up the wine glass again, drank the remaining half of the spirit wine, and said, "Fellow Daoist Li asked me to come here just to talk about old things?"
Li Benlin filled Wang Zijia's glass of wine again, and then replied: "What do fellow Taoists think of Taiqing now?"
Without much thought, Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "No matter how you look at it, I don't know anything about the Taiqing Palace in the Eastern Wasteland or the Taiqing Palace in the Central Immortal Domain."
"And speaking of it, the current Donghuang Taiqing Palace is not the inheritance of the Taiqing Palace back then..."
"So whether it's inheritance or knowledge, I don't know much about it, even if it has some origins."
At this point, Wang Zijia suddenly paused, looked at Li Benlin and said straightforwardly: "Fellow Taoist asked this, do you want me to return to Taiqing?"
Li Benlin nodded and said: "In recent years, the sect has intended to reunite various lineages. If Taoist friends are willing, Wan Yu can become a lineage of Taiqing."
Wang Zijia did not answer immediately, but asked: "Is there any old guy in Taiqing Palace who survived?"
But Li Benlin asked: "Do you want to ask fellow Taoist about people from the fifth era, or?"
Wang Zijia glanced at Li Benlin with a half-smile and said, "Of course he is from the fifth era."
Li Benlin nodded, shook his head, and said: "There are indeed some ancient cultivators in the palace, and among them there are also sleepers from Donghuang Taiqing Palace, but none of my fellow Taoists should be familiar with them."
That's right, if it really happened, there would probably be no need to send people to the Suppressing Spiritual Realm before we could get a general result and finalize the identity.
As Wang Zijia's thoughts flickered, the other party added: "But... there is a first-class sect in the Central Immortal Territory specially formed by ancient cultivators, and there should be people known to fellow Taoists in it."
Wang Zijia raised an eyebrow, suddenly turned over his hand, took out a picture scroll, and said, "Are there these people?"
"This is it?" Li Benlin looked at the scroll and asked.
"They are my disciples back then. I left some things specially for them. Logically speaking, they should be able to survive the end of the world, but now I don't see any of them in Donghuang." Wang Zijia explained.
Li Benlin glanced at the understated Wang Zijia again, and then looked at the scroll.
On the scroll, on the endless fairy city, on the floating fairy island, in a small courtyard, a young man was preaching to dozens of teenagers and children.
The fourth-grade painting magic weapon can depict everything at that time extremely vividly.
Li Benlin frowned and looked at it for a long time. Except for the lecturer who could be seen to be Wang Zijia himself, he didn't recognize anyone else.
He shook his head and said: "Too small."
yes!
too small!
If you really want to survive, you must at least become an immortal, otherwise you will turn into loess. After all, the Sixth Epoch has been around for many years.
There is a huge gap between this kind of person and the one in the picture, whether it's aura or something else.
"········"
Probably because of Wang Zijia's directness, after figuring out what was going on, the two became more relaxed.
The two of them chatted back and forth for a long time. Apart from the issue of returning to Taiqing Palace, there was no clear purpose for the chat.
As for returning to Taiqing Palace, Wang Zijia did not give a clear reply.
After all, with little connection, Wang Zijia's current attitude is just to accept refugees from the fifth era when they return, so why bother?
It is better to take care of Wan Yu first. When the time comes, if the clan really wants to enter the Taiqing Palace, the attitude of the other party will be completely different.
After chatting for a long time, Wang Zijia hesitated for a long time and finally asked about spiritual objects.
At most, it's just a personal favor.
Unfortunately, the other party took a look and found no information about the spiritual object that Wang Zijia wanted. However, he also promised Wang Zijia that he would ask Wang Zijia for him after returning to the Central Immortal Realm.
This made Wang Zijia feel a little heavy. This kind of heavenly immortal monk didn't have anything like this. His ability to become an immortal was really hard to bear!
After chatting for more than half an hour, the two of them said goodbye and left. (End of chapter)
