1999 Puxian Tea

"Miss Fu, you finally woke up."

A cold voice penetrated my eardrums.

Fu Shiyi suddenly looked up and saw a ripple flashing through the air. In a hemp cart pulled by a flying fox, the curtains blew in the wind, and the figure of the Seventh Young Master was looming.

The Seventh Young Master and Feng Yu haven't left yet.

Fu Shiyi stood up from the futon.

at this time.

The flying fox twitched its nose impatiently.

A terrifying coercion fell on Fu Shiyi's shoulders. Fu Shiyi felt her shoulders sink, and her feet kept sinking into the ground "click-click-click" until she reached the knees of her calves. She finally managed to use her true energy. Remove this spiritual pressure that is no less than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

If she had not yet broken through.

I'm afraid I'm already kneeling on the ground, bleeding from all my orifices!

"Feifei, don't mess around." Feng Yu opened the curtain in the hemp cart and softly scolded Feitian Fox. Then he looked at Fu Shiyi with soft eyes: "Miss Fu, come up and take you to a good place."

The words just fell.

Without waiting for Fu Shiyi's reaction.

A purple light suddenly shot out from the hemp cart, lingering around Fu Shiyi's body.

Then a flash of inspiration occurred.

The next moment.

Fu Shiyi appeared in the hemp cart.

The curtain falls.

The flying fox turned into a ball of white light, dragging the hemp cart quickly towards the forbidden area of ​​the Wanguimen ruins.

The space inside the hemp cart is very large, a full thirty square meters.

A thirty-two-panel screen divides the space into two. The screen is a hollow double-sided double dragon playing with a phoenix pattern. The front half of the screen is scattered and arranged as a living room. At this time, Feng Yu is sitting on the top of the canopy. On Lin Huadiao's chair, the Seventh Young Master was nowhere to be seen.

Across the screen.

Faintly, he saw a beautiful woman lying on her side, with her shoulders half exposed.

Fu Shiyi quickly lowered his head:

"Senior Feng"

"Miss Fu, don't be nervous, try our Baizhou Puxian tea first."

Feng Yu had a calm expression on his face and prepared half a pot of Puxian tea smoothly. With a wave of his hand, long and thin wisps of milky white tea splashed into the black-bottomed Canglin flower-carved jade cup suspended in the air. The jade cup drifted with the wind. Floated to Fu Shiyi.

A pure and sweet aroma suddenly hit his nostrils, and the aroma entered his body. The real energy that had just risen and rolled in Fu Shiyi's body instantly stabilized.

Puxian tea tastes great.

The most difficult thing is that this tea is undoubtedly a panacea for monks in the late Jindan period.

After drinking a cup of this tea after promotion, the realm will be immediately impregnable. Therefore, drinking tea is a priceless and popular item among Jindan monks.

"Thank you, senior, for the reward!"

In the previous conversation between Feng Yu and the Seventh Young Master, Fu Shiyi was not shy at all.

She knew that the other party wanted her uncle to take action.

At this moment.

She had no room for negotiation at all.

She took the jade cup, touched it with her lips, and then took a deep breath. Suddenly, a wisp of milky white fragrance from the jade cup flowed into her body from the wings of her nose, and in an instant entered her Dantian, where the collapsed true essence was wisps of milky white gas. It instantly becomes docile under the harmony of it.

“Good tea!”

Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up.

This Puxian tea was so popular among the public before.

Today’s product is truly worthy of its name:

"Senior, I wonder if you still have seedlings of this Puxian tea. I am willing to pay a high price to buy it."

She is only at the eighth level of the Golden Core now.

There are still several small realms before breaking through to the Nascent Soul.

If she could obtain Puxian tea seedlings and cultivate them with pure bottle spirit beads, she would be able to save herself the hard work of consolidating her realm after promotion.