"Mica Ganoderma Pill!"
Song Lin recognized the pill at first glance, and it was a pill he had refined himself.
Instantly, he remembered the person in front of him.
"Are you the stall owner?"
It was no wonder he couldn't recognize him.
The first time he saw the stall owner, he was a strange person with a pale face, stored in a jar. Subsequent encounters were with a normal-looking person, but not with the current appearance.
"That was my avatar."
The Ziyuan Taoist smiled and said.
"So you know the Taoist."
Tongshou Taoist suddenly realized, no wonder he was suddenly asked to take care of Song Lin, it seemed the two had a decent relationship.
"Come, take a seat."
Ziyuan led the two away from the dharma altar to a spacious reception hall.
An enchanting maid softly floated over and served tea to the three.
These maids were likely a kind of spirit monster.
Song Lin took a sip of the clear tea, its flavor lingering in his mouth, leaving him feeling refreshed and delighted.
