That night after obtaining his Windless Canyon identity certificate, Chu Tian checked into Hancui Cliff!

There was no conversation that night. After leaving the bumpy and shaking ship, Chu Tian slept soundly in the rich fragrance of the golden osmanthus tree.

However, the lights in Chu Yaya's room were on until the early hours of the morning - the homework Chu Tian assigned to her was very heavy, and this girl stayed up late to memorize it, preparing hard for the random test that Chu Tian might give at any time!

When the red sun rose in the east, Hu Dali, who was the most awakened and sensitive, had already jumped down from the specially made big bed, rushed out of the room with his bare chest, and jumped onto the crown of the golden osmanthus tree.

I was in a hurry when I checked in yesterday, and before I had time to appreciate this lush tree with a vast crown, Hu Dali rolled on the flat crown for a while, jumped and stomped hard for a while, and simply transformed into his original form of a white tiger, lying on the crown and sniffing around.

The branches and leaves of the golden osmanthus tree are extremely strong and flexible, much stronger than fine iron. The densely packed branches and leaves on the treetops are entangled together, impervious to wind and rain, and as dense as stone slabs.

The water droplets splashing from the waterfall in the distance fell beside Hu Dali, and the thumb-sized water droplets rolled around on the green treetops, like countless silver gems spinning on the ground, and against the light of the red sun, it was magnificent and intoxicating.

Hu Dali pinched his nose hard.

This old golden osmanthus almost became a spirit, but its intelligence was shattered by thunder. Its flowers are in full bloom all year round, and their flowers are extremely large. Each flower is the size of a thumb, and the whole body is golden as if it were made of gold. It has a rich and fragrant aroma that has almost condensed into substance!

Many young girls and wives in Windless City like to pick the flowers of the golden osmanthus tree and make them into sachets, which they wear all day long. No matter how many people pick them, no matter how many flowers you pick, the branches of the old golden osmanthus tree will always produce new osmanthus flowers, and they will never run out.

Moreover, the fragrance of the golden osmanthus tree can be very refreshing, and can also help people calm their essence and blood, and calm their temper. Many restaurants and hotels in Windless City like to use the flowers of the old golden osmanthus tree to make wine. Naturally, the aged osmanthus wine has all kinds of wonderful effects.

Hu Dali took a few deep breaths and felt a stream of cool and refreshing fragrance rushing straight to his forehead. The turbid, thick and sticky fog in his mind slowly faded away under the impact of the floral scent.

Faint white light flickered on his body, and an ethereal, extremely exclusive force emanated from his blood. Combined with the fragrance of the old golden osmanthus, it quickly expelled the fog in his mind from his body.

As a result, Hu Dali's memory became clearer.

When Chu Tian walked out of the small building where he lived, he saw Hu Dali, who was more than ten meters long, with his butt raised. His huge head was buried under a pile of golden osmanthus flowers, and his huge head was covered with tears.

"Brother Dali, what's wrong with you?" Chu Tian looked at Hu Dali in surprise.

"Brother Tian, ​​I remember everything." Hu Dali blinked his big eyes, suddenly burst into tears, and stammered as he spoke to Chu Tian.

A few days ago, when he was still imprisoned by Yuyin Zhenjun, he suddenly saw Chu Tian on Qingye Island. A force of "emptiness" suddenly grew in Hu Dali's blood. Although this force was not strong, it was extremely pure and of high quality. The force of "emptiness" with extremely strong repulsive force dispelled a layer of fog in Hu Dali's mind and stimulated him to recover his memory of Chu Tian.

Following Chu Tian all the way, they came from the second island circle to the fifth island circle. Along the way, the power in Hu Dali's bloodline continued to cleanse his whole body, and he remembered more and more things, and they became clearer and clearer.

Early this morning, perhaps because Hancui Cliff was indeed a blessed place, or perhaps there was some mysterious power hidden in the fragrance of the old golden osmanthus, all of Hu Dali's memories were restored.

"Including when you were a kid, you tricked me into using a torch to burn Tiger Dad's tail. Tiger Dad almost beat me to death!" Hu Dali raised his huge head and stared at Chu Tian viciously: "You bastard! You've screwed me over so much since I was a kid!"

Chu Tian smiled awkwardly. He laughed dryly and said, "Haha, Dali brother, let the past be the past. We should look forward. Look forward! Hahaha, the weather is good today. Maybe a distinguished guest will come to visit us!"

Before he finished speaking, a green light flashed in Chu Tian's arms, and a green bronze mirror used to control the mountain protection formation flew out and floated in front of Chu Tian, ​​making a buzzing sound. Chu Tian pointed at the bronze mirror with countless thunder patterns carved on it, and a green light spurted out. In the clear light, two pretty women were standing on a small hill outside Hancui Cliff, blocked by a layer of green thunderclouds.

"Who is knocking on my mountain gate?" Chu Tian put his hands behind his back and snorted coldly at the bronze mirror in a very majestic manner.

"We are disciples of Master Qiao. I'm Dujuan and this is Haitang. Master heard that a fellow disciple had settled in Windless Canyon, so he specially asked us two sisters to come and congratulate him!" Dujuan, who was beautiful with bright eyes and white teeth, smiled sweetly.

"Master Qiao?" Chu Tian remembered what Hu Qianshan said, that Master Qiao liked to raise prices very much. He would raise prices at any time, even if he sneezed for no reason. He would say that his body was damaged due to years of alchemy, and the price of each pill would increase by three to five spirit stones.

"Since you're here to congratulate, why doesn't Master Qiao come himself?" Chu Tian's words were not very polite.

But this is not because he is picky. If Master Qiao really wants to be friends with Chu Tian, ​​as they are all fellow alchemists, Master Qiao should go to his house in person to congratulate him!

Why doesn't he come himself but sends two disciples?

Could it be that he thought that Chu Tian and his two disciples were of equal status?

So, Chu Tian’s words were really impolite.

Du Juan and Hai Tang's faces darkened at the same time. Hai Tang sneeringly said before Du Juan, "Hu Xiaotian, my master is a senior in the alchemy path. It's not enough for us to come to congratulate him. Logically, you should take the initiative to come to visit my master!"

Chu Tian smiled.

Are you kidding me? Chu Tian and Master Qiao have never met before. They have no friendship at all. Chu Tian didn't even know your name before. Even if Chu Tian settled in the Windless Valley, according to the rules, he should visit the heads of the five major families. After all, they are the landlords!

You, Master Qiao, are just an alchemist living in the Windless Valley. The Windless Valley is not your territory. There is no reason for Chu Tian to curry favor with you when he settles down in the Windless Valley!

"Hehe!" Chu Tian sneered and pointed his finger at the bronze mirror. A low thunder suddenly erupted from the green thundercloud in front of Dujuan and Haitang, and dozens of lightning flashes like giant pythons flashed by.

Dujuan and Haitang's faces suddenly changed. Dujuan sneered, took out a mahogany box and placed it under his feet. Together with Haitang, they stepped on a flower-shaped spiritual weapon and flew into the air, turning into two rays of spiritual light and flew away quickly.

"Hu Xiaotian, we have delivered the stuff. It's up to you whether you accept it or not!"

"My master said, if you don't even know what the gift is... are you worthy of being called an alchemist?"