Even if Jiang Tang dies because of the space in his body, it may still be his.

But he doesn't know, after death, does the space in the body still exist?

Jiang Tang made three pots of tea. The flame used to make the tea was not the Xuan Ming Spirit Fire, nor was it the Ling Ji Fire. Making tea was just a trivial matter, and she could just use the fire spirit in her body.

This is because some people have reached a certain level of cultivation and can do many things without using external objects.

Jiang Tang heard that he had become a Mahayana person and could tear apart space and enter another dimension.

The rumor is just a legend. In fact, he has never done it before. You don't know how to do it, so you don't dare to use such a spell randomly.

I don't want to mess up the entire world of immortality because of my random use of magic.

It's not the people who are confused, it might be the airflow, which might injure some people.

Jiang Tang would not expose himself as a last resort and had already become Mahayana.

I wonder if, like before, if someone knew that he had such a high level of cultivation, would he come to challenge him?

There should also be Mahayana practitioners in the world of immortality. Such people should be in seclusion in places where ordinary people don't see them.

There shouldn't be many people like him who have stepped forward and established the Holy Sect.

Jiang Tang thought less. He didn't know that because he absorbed the power of the remnant soul, the fairy energy of the seven-colored light alerted the powerful man.

Those powerful people who were in seclusion were all led out and were looking for this kind of colorful rays of celestial energy.

Jiang Tang made tea for a while, and everyone smelled the fragrance of the tea. Before they drank it, they looked greedy.

Jiang Tang had noticed everyone's expressions early, and she revealed an evil smile at the corner of her mouth. She glanced at everyone with her peach-blossom eyes, waved her hand... and everyone only saw the movement of his sleeves.

The jade cup floating in front of them was like a cup of tea flying to each person. The tea cup flew over at a very slow speed. The tea cup that flew in front of everyone still stopped in front of them, without a drop of tea leaking out.

The tea in the white jade tea cup looks as transparent as white jade, white with cyan, like rolled jade beads.

Smelling the aroma of tea, people all reached out to the tea cup. First, they took the tea cup and smelled it gently. Then they took a deep breath and inhaled the tea aroma in the tea cup into their bodies. They only felt the stronger spiritual energy flowing through their bodies.

Everyone seems to be moving in the same way, everyone seems to be connected mentally. Their movements are almost the same. They take a sip of tea and feel the fragrance of tea flowing in their mouths.

Everyone cherishes this cup of tea as if it were a treasure before their eyes.

Ancestor Jiang and the Jiang family members who had eaten the top-quality elixir felt that this cup of tea had almost the same power as the top-quality elixir. After drinking a cup of tea, it seemed that the rich spiritual energy could make them cheaper.

Jiang Tang made a cup of tea for everyone, and then drank it himself. Seeing everyone's cherished expressions, he smiled again.

His cultivation increased, the space became larger, the spiritual energy became richer, and the items produced in the space were better. Unfortunately, this tea could not be transplanted. He wished he could plant a tea tree like this in his own space, or in large quantities.
Chapter completed!