Chapter 978: Forgetfulness Pill

Wanxian Palace is located in the center of Shuilixiang.

The boat was halfway.

Fu Shiyi heard the sound of silk and bamboo. After coming ashore from the fairy lotus pond, he saw a palace in the distance. On the outer wall of the palace, a picture of ten thousand sons ascending to immortality was painted. The sound of silk and bamboo, which was like the sound of nature, came from the wall painting. It was played by the man above.

"Senior, my uncle is in the palace."

The girl in red sent Fu Shiyi to the palace, bowed, then turned and returned to the Fairy Lotus Pond. After getting on the boat, the water rippled and the girl holding the umbrella disappeared.

Fu Shiyi narrowed his eyes slightly.

This girl in red is clearly a ghost cultivator.

She turned around and looked at the wall of Wanxian Palace, feeling wary.

"Fellow Taoist, everyone is here and waiting for you. Come in quickly."

A gentle male voice came from the palace.

Inside the palace.

The fairy spirit lingers.

It is not the three-entry hall as imagined, but an endless grassland. The grassland is planted with third-order fennel grass. The greatest use of this grass is to purify the air and calm the mind. Once it grows, it will not dry up for a hundred years.

On the grassland.

Twenty-one golden elixirs were sitting on the ground.

"Fellow Taoist, please take a seat. It's rare for everyone to give me Le Mou face this time."

The surname is Le.

Being able to live in the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace without renting out.

Fu Shiyi could probably guess the identity of the other party. He must be the son of the Le family who built Shuilixiang.

"This is the Puling tea that my father gave me when I was in the golden elixir stage. It has been collected for nine hundred years. Le Mou did not keep it secret, so he brewed a pot. I hope everyone can get used to it."

Le Xiangtian struck with both hands.

The fennel plant behind him had a flash of inspiration, and turned into an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. The boy walked like running water, brewing a pot of Puling tea, and divided the pot of tea into twenty-two cups, and then placed it on the coffee table. As the boy turned into a blue light, he disappeared.

Fu Shiyi was not surprised.

The two spiritual flowers in her space can turn into human forms during the Qi refining period.

She was actually interested in the Puling tea she was given.

Pu Ling tea is a fourth-level spiritual plant. It takes a thousand years to grow, and then only three leaves grow every hundred years. The greatest effect of this tea is that it can make people feel happy physically and mentally, as if they are ascending, a bit like the poppy in the world. It's effective, but it won't cause addiction, and it won't have any side effects. It's just a luxurious spiritual thing to enjoy.

"This Le family really knows how to enjoy it."

Fu Shiyi sighed inwardly.

The Fu clan is still on the line of life and death.

Never has it been so fitting.

Her reaction caught Le Xiangtian's eyes, and he was obviously startled. He thought Fu Shiyi was a casual cultivator who ran away from somewhere, but he wasn't surprised when he saw the fennel flower transformed, but he looked like he had seen some The worldly one may have the treasure he needs in his hands.

"Everyone"

"Sorry to bother you, my time is limited, and I just want a fourth-level high-grade Forgetfulness Pill. I wonder if any of you are here?" Everyone was enjoying it, and a shirtless man couldn't help it anymore. He looked around. A circle of people who were a little embarrassed frowned: "If there is no need for everyone, I will leave first."

The Forgetting Pill requires ancient elixir recipes to be refined.

As the name suggests.

Its function is to cut off the love thread.

Even in ancient times, there was a price but no market for such an unpopular elixir. Most of the golden elixir monks present did not have it. They all shook their heads. Seeing this, the big man was a little disappointed, hugged his fists, turned around and left!

Le Xiangtian's smiling face was a little confused.

He organized this gathering by himself, and even brought out the treasured Puling tea.