I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 155 Misty Mountain Spirit Tea, A Twist of Fate

A few days later.

While Ying Chanzheng was in his study, reading scriptures, a beam of light suddenly flew into the Hanxu Daoist temple.

He didn't pay attention; he simply picked it casually, and before he knew it, the bright light was in his hand, turning into a letter.

Ying Chan remained focused until he finished reading the article in his hand, and only then did he turn his gaze to the letter.

"Ok?"

The person who sent the letter was somewhat unexpected; it was 'Zhu Jin'.

He met this person on the planet Primordial Stone, and they had a decent relationship. They had met occasionally over the years, but it was quite rare for him to suddenly send a letter to invite him like today.

"Yunqu Mountain Sea-Viewing Pavilion..."

Ying Chan had no important business today, and thinking that meeting with his friend wouldn't be too much of a delay, he put away the scriptures in his hand, left the study, and transformed into a streak of light and disappeared.

Before long, the long mountain range in the clouds came into view.

Ying Chan had never heard of Guanhai Tower, but since it was on Yunqu Mountain, it was not hard to find.

He landed on the Heavenly Street and walked along the main road, soon finding the Guanhai Tower.

This building is not large, only three or four stories high, but it is built on the edge of a cliff. Climbing up the steps and leaning on the railing, you can enjoy a panoramic view of the sea of ​​clouds.

The phrase "viewing the sea" likely originated from this.

Ying Chan walked up the side corridor until he reached the top, where he saw a young Taoist priest standing with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sea of ​​clouds.

"Brother Ying."

Hearing footsteps, the man knew Ying Chan had arrived. He turned around and asked with a smile, "How have you been?"

Ying Chan smiled slightly upon hearing this, slowly stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Thanks to Shang An."

"I've kept you waiting, fellow Daoist."

This young Taoist priest was none other than Zhu Jin.

"Haha." Zhu Jin laughed loudly, and without saying much, waved his sleeve and said, "Please sit down."

When Ying Chan ascended the tower, all the doors and windows were tightly closed, except for this hall, which was open, with the north and south doors wide open, allowing a gentle breeze to pass through and occasional clouds to drift by, making it very pleasant.

In the center of the room was a square table with a jade cup on it, already filled with tea.

Zhu Jin led Ying Chan to a seat and then invited him to take a tasting.

Ying Chan readily accepted the offer, picked up the teacup and took a small sip. He immediately felt refreshed, both inside and out, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"How is it?" Zhu Jin asked with a smile. "Does this tea suit your taste, Brother Ying?"

Ying Chan naturally praised it, saying, "It cleanses the mind and refreshes the spirit; it is truly a divine product."

"Hahaha, it's not worthy of being called a divine product."

Zhu Jin laughed upon hearing this: "However, this Misty Mountain Spirit Tea is indeed an extraordinary product. Regular consumption has the effect of nourishing the soul and enlightening the mind... It's a pity that the production is too small."

“This little bit is my treasured possession. I would never have been willing to taste it if it weren’t for entertaining Brother Ying.”

"Misty Mountain Spirit Tea..."

Ying Chan pondered for a moment and said, "Could it be that it came from Jiansu Mountain?"

"Exactly."

The Dawanshan Mountains are full of peaks and valleys, but not every place is picturesque. There are also many dangerous and wondrous places, and 'Jiansu Mountain' is one of them.

The area of ​​Sushan is vast and the mountain is majestic. There are many peaks competing for beauty. However, it is shrouded in thick fog all year round, and it is difficult to see the sun. Only on a few sunny days can one vaguely see a corner of the mountain.

Therefore, Jiansu Mountain is also known as Wushan Mountain.

The reason why Wushan is called a "wonderland" is not only because of the unique fog scenery and mountain shape, but also because the mountain is rich in resources and even often contains rare natural treasures, which makes countless cultivators flock to it.

However, wonderland is also perilous.

Legend has it that there are many forbidden areas in the Misty Mountain, and even those with Taoist magic cannot freely come and go.

The mountain is shrouded in thick fog, the cause of which is unknown. Even the spiritual eyes of a cultivator cannot penetrate it, and the hazy and obscure perception of divine sense is severely limited.

Naturally, the dangers are doubled. Therefore, in the world of cultivation in the mountains, Mount Su has always been a place that inspires both longing and fear.

"It's actually a treasure from the Misty Mountain..."

Ying Chan nodded: "No wonder it is so mysterious, and no wonder it is so strange."

"That's true, but this spiritual tea grows in the misty mountains, and it will eventually be released to the public."

Zhu Jin said that year after year, day after day, whether for wealth or for good fortune, countless cultivators have entered and exited the Misty Mountain with a sense of luck. Although most of them are buried there, there are also those who are fortunate enough to obtain opportunities from the Misty Mountain.

Over time, people gradually figured out the situation of some dangerous places on the outskirts of Misty Mountain, such as the place where Misty Mountain Spirit Tea grows...

Zhu Jin said, "If Brother Ying likes them, I'll give you some next time I have the chance."

Ying Chan had known Zhu Jin for several years and had vaguely heard about Zhu Jin's background, so he knew that what Zhu Jin said was probably not an exaggeration.

But he was not one to be pretentious, and upon hearing this, he said, "If that's the case, then I thank you in advance, fellow Daoist."

"Haha, it's nothing."

Zhu Jin shook his head and smiled, then picked up his teacup and began to drink.

After tasting the spiritual tea, the two began to chat idly, and before they knew it, the tea in their cups was all gone.

At this moment, Zhu Jincai suddenly said, "Brother Ying, do you know why I suddenly invited you to have tea?"

Ying Chan shook his head.

Zhu Jin did not mention this matter in his letter. He was not without doubts, but he did not intend to ask about it.

Since Zhu Jin brought it up now, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother, please speak frankly."

Zhu Jin smiled mysteriously, but instead asked Ying Chan, "I heard that Brother Ying is searching for the Tai Chen Star Gold?"

"Ok?"

Ying Chan raised an eyebrow slightly: "That is indeed the case... but why did you bring it up, fellow Daoist?"

"Brother Ying, take a look, what is this?"

Zhu Jin laughed loudly, no longer keeping them in suspense. He raised his hand and pointed, and a beam of light flew out and landed on the table.

A clear, silvery-white hue immediately caught Ying Chan's eye.

"Taichen Star Gold?"

Ying Chan was slightly taken aback and couldn't help but ask, "Where did you obtain this item, fellow Daoist?"

"Brother Ying, do you still remember when you saved me from the demonic entanglement on the Primordial Stone Star?"

Zhu Jin laughed and said, "I said at the time that it's not my style to express my gratitude in words alone."

"But what should I offer as a token of my gratitude to Brother Ying? I've pondered this for a long time. Fortunately, we cultivators are not worried about spending three or five years..."

He pointed to the piece of Taichen Star Gold: "Not long ago, I learned that Brother Ying was looking for Taichen Star Gold, so I intended to find this for you."

"For this reason, I even searched the clan's treasure trove, but unfortunately this item is indeed rare, and the clan did not have it in their possession."

"Fortunately, I heard that Tai Chen Star Gold might appear at the Wanbao Gathering, so I rushed there..."

Ying Chan's expression suddenly turned strange.

"As expected, things have gone as planned." Zhu Jin said with considerable pride, "Although many people competed for the bid at the treasure fair that day, I ultimately won the Tai Chen Star Gold..."

Ying Chan knew that Zhu Jin had been to Wanbao Club.

On that day, Li Xuanying and Xu Yuan met him after a gathering with Zhu Jin and his group. Ying Chan regretted missing the gathering of his fellow disciples.

However, he did not expect that Zhu Jin's trip to Wanbao Society was for this very reason.

He glanced at the starlight, as clear as moonlight and dew, as pure as frost and snow.

I really don't know if it's a twist of fate or just a misunderstanding?
Ying Chan couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

"Huh?" Zhu Jinqi asked curiously, "Brother Ying, aren't you pleasantly surprised? Could it be that you've already found the Star Gold?"

(End of this chapter)