The spirit is abundant... Jiang Chen was shocked and sat up.

Take a string of grilled mushrooms from Song Miao, stumble across the board, and eat them all in a blink of an eye.

The expression looks endless aftertaste, and the brief description of the work:

"The taste is OK...but the stamina is a bit big."

Song Miao disagreed.

"Can mushrooms still give you the energy to eat? This is not southern Xinjiang...I'm not fine?"

Jiang Chen glanced around and suddenly his head was a little dizzy.

Rivers, weeping willows, reeds, ferry...

Looking into the distance.

The black city walls that are vaguely visible in the distance and the blue sky array hanging in the sky are protecting this magnificent city.

He turned his head and looked at the direction of the inner city. A palace covered with clouds was floating thousands of feet high in the middle of the inner city.

It is the place where the late emperor Li Longji seeks immortality—

Tianyuan Palace.

It seems that everything is normal.

The vision was a little shaking, and almost shook his time traveler's soul out of his body.

It seems that wild mushrooms cannot be eaten randomly!

Song Miao looked at him with a strange look, then looked at the roasted mushrooms in his hand, and could no longer take them.

"Let's go, let's go find the disciples of Danlin Academy to ask for some elixirs to stop dizziness."

Jiang Chen stood up with difficulty and followed Song Miao to the south to Liulin.

Along the way, Jiang Chen tried his best to maintain a clear mind and balance his body.

The vision slowly becomes distorted.

The Wei River is like a Milky Way, flowing across the sky, the towers and towers in the sky complement each other with the fairy boats, the kites are like fleets, and the flying tours are played.

Women swing on the edge of the universe, or linger in front of vendors selling snacks and accessories in the sky.

Men play Cuju on the clear river surface, play polo, fish cross-legged, fight cocks, tug of war, watch Nuo opera, and some even jump into the water and dance in groups.

If you look closely, there are a large number of Hu people, various Persians, and even Kunlun slaves among the passers-by on the shore...

Song Miao deliberately did not go to help Jiang Chen, allowing him to stagger in the crowd like he was drunk, and teased:

"Spring is here, you're wasted your face without needing it.

In my opinion, the distance between you and the ninth-grade Confucian master is only one perfect dual cultivation.

If I were you, I deliberately got poisoned by eating mushrooms and accidentally bumped into a fairy who was able to get a spark of love. Wouldn’t it be a good idea to get the food overnight?"

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and listened, one head and two shook.

"Don't harm me. If I run into Senior Sister Cui from the Beast Courtyard, I will transform into Hanshi and feed her Xuanhuang today."

Song Miao shook his head and admired Jiang Chen's imagination.

"Senior Sister Cui is beautiful, but she is too cold and arrogant. She is not a woman you and I can mess with... Wait, how do you know that Senior Sister Cui is here in Weishui today? Could it be that you have been secretly paying attention to her?"

Jiang Chen was confused and muttered:

"I just seemed to see her."

“Where is it?”

Song Miao was frightened and looked forward.

But Jiang Chen staggered and threw himself into the vast arms of the tightly wrapped white clothes.
Chapter completed!