Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Haha, come, fellow Daoist Zhou, please take a seat. Let's try my unique spiritual tea of ​​Wanjian Island first. Let's not be in a hurry about the mission. I will tell you about it slowly."

The old man surnamed Zhong had a kind look on his face, laughed loudly, and then gave a warm invitation. At the same time, he walked to the table and poured two cups of the brewed spiritual tea from the pot.

Although this person has a distinguished status in Wanjian Sect, he does not put on any airs just because Wu Fan is a casual cultivator. He is very easy-going; of course, Wu Fan's strength is enough for him to take him seriously.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Zhong, you're so polite. Now that I'm overseas, I may have to trouble Fellow Daoist often in the future!"

Wu Fan didn't reject anything. He smiled and cupped his hands, then sat down on the chair in a very casual manner.

"What did you say, Fellow Daoist Zhou? You have traveled thousands of miles to come to my Wanjian Sect for help. I should be the one thanking you. Come on, Fellow Daoist Zhou, try this tea first. I am not showing off. This "Purple Xia Orchid Tea" is popular among all Wan Jian Sect." There are only five tea trees in Jiandao, and the maximum amount of tea produced every ten years is no more than five kilograms. There is no such thing in the outside world. Haha, to be honest, I usually don't want to drink it. Today, fellow Taoist, I am in luck. "

The old man surnamed Zhong was polite at first, then he said with a smile on his face and a little contentment.

"In this case, I really want to taste it."

Even though there were countless good teas and wines in Wu Fan's small space, he was still itched by the other party. However, before he picked up the tea cup, he carefully checked it with his spiritual consciousness. After making sure that there was no problem, he couldn't help but pick it up. He took a sip from the tea cup and savored it carefully.

But soon, his eyes lit up, because he discovered that just such a small cup of spiritual tea contained almost as much spiritual energy as the daily pills taken by a monk in the Qi training period. Wu Fan was most surprised. What's amazing is that this tea actually has the effect of improving eyesight and calming the mind, and the taste is mellow and rich, which is really rare.

The old man surnamed Zhong had been watching here. When he noticed Wu Fan's expression, he couldn't help laughing and said:

"How is this tea, Fellow Daoist Zhou? Did I exaggerate just now?"

"It is indeed a rare good tea, not bad, not bad." Wu Fan nodded repeatedly and praised without hesitation.

"Haha, that's natural. Fellow Daoist Zhou doesn't know. I killed a late-stage Jindan cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect a few years ago, and the Supreme Elder of our sect rewarded me with half a catty. In this way, I still have some here, one Fellow Taoists can take some back to taste when they leave.”

The old man surnamed Zhong laughed again and appeared extremely open-minded. His various behaviors clearly meant that he wanted to make friends with Wu Fan.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong is too polite. A gentleman will not take away someone's love. I don't want the spiritual tea. But if possible, I would like to ask for a small piece of this tea branch. I wonder if Zhongdao Zhong can grant it?"

Wu Fan was also surprised by the other party's openness, but he understood what the other party meant, so after rolling his eyes, he actually made a request that made the other party stunned.

"Fellow Taoist Zhou, do you want to plant this spiritual tree? This..., I'm afraid this won't work. I can get the branches you want, but what you don't know is that this tea tree is extremely difficult to cultivate, and the survival rate is not only extremely low, but also difficult to plant. The land is also extremely picky. Even in the entire Wanjian Island, only one of the sect's forbidden areas can be cultivated, and in the past few thousand years, the sect has only cultivated five tea trees. Only trees that are five hundred years old can produce tea, so there is really no use for Taoist friends to get the branches.”

How could the old man named Zhong not know what the other party wanted the branch for, so he shook his head and explained with a wry smile.

"Haha, if it's convenient, I still want to ask fellow Taoist to help me get a branch. Of course, I won't ask for it in vain. I can give you whatever you want in exchange, but it doesn't matter."

After hearing the other party's explanation, Wu Fan not only was not persuaded to retreat, but instead asked again with a smile.

"Fellow Taoist, you insist on wanting it?" The old man surnamed Zhong looked surprised!

"Well, I want to give it a try. Fellow Taoist, I don't know. I still have some skills in cultivating various tea trees." Wu Fan smiled and nodded.

"Well, since fellow Taoist Zhou wants to try it, I will go back to the sect in a few days to ask for a section from you. When fellow Taoist comes back from completing the mission next time, I will personally offer it to you. As for the exchange, forget it, it's just a section. It’s just a branch, I can still make the decision.”

Seeing that Wu Fan was determined to want it, the old man surnamed Zhong smiled and shook his head, but he actually agreed.

"Haha, thank you very much. Zhou will remember this kindness in his heart." Wu Fan felt happy when he heard this, and quickly stood up and bowed to the other party.

"You are so polite, Fellow Daoist Zhou. This is nothing, just a trivial matter." Seeing this, the old man surnamed Zhong quickly stood up and supported Wu Fan with an unconcerned expression.

After this conversation, the relationship between the two unintentionally became much closer, so the two sat down to drink tea and chat again.

During the period, the two talked about many topics, but they were basically about the current overseas situation. After all, Wu Fan had to do a mission here, so he needed to understand it well to prevent any setbacks.

And the questions Wu Fan asked were also very comprehensive, including the strength gap between the two camps, what level of monks were stationed on the islands previously occupied by the Ghost Spirit Sect and other sects, and what kind of arrangements were made on each island. Grand formation, etc... some important information.

In the end, Wu Fan even asked the old man surnamed Zhong for a very comprehensive overseas map for future reference.

In short, Wu Fan asked everything he could think of. You know, an insignificant piece of information could save his life.

And the old man surnamed Zhong also answered everything he knew in great detail. He even told Wu Fan some important information that he did not ask about without reservation.

In this way, more than an hour passed in the casual chat.

Finally, they began to discuss business.

The old man surnamed Zhong took out a booklet, which was full of various tasks, and these tasks were also varied. It can be said that the degree of danger ranged from low to high.

And behind each task, the corresponding reward was also recorded.

Wu Fan did not ask for the kind of tasks that can choose their own rewards at the beginning. He decided to take a look at this booklet first. If there are things he needs in these tasks, it would be a lot simpler.

However, when he flipped through the whole booklet, he sighed helplessly in his heart, because there was no elixir he wanted in this booklet.

But it must be said that the rewards for several tasks were quite good, and he was actually tempted to do them. But when he thought of the tight time, he had no choice but to give up. After all, the most important thing now was to get those items as soon as possible and then find a way back to Xia Country.

Except for the tasks that made Wu Fan a little interested, he just glanced at the rest and threw them behind his mind, because most of those tasks were the kind of tasks that required long-term garrisoning in a certain place and were extremely time-consuming.