At this moment, there was a jade table and a cushion on each of the eight trigram positions in the pavilion, but not a single person was present.
Master Jing Lian gestured invitingly and said with a sycophantic smile, "Senior Tianqiong, please come in!"
Zhao Sheng nodded slightly, stepped into the pavilion, and casually chose a jade table near the lake to sit down.
Master Jing Lian, seeing this, quickly selected the nearest seat and sat down, his face displaying a "perfectly timed" smile,
"Mr. Jing, you are also an alchemist; you should recognize the spiritual pills here, right?" Zhao Sheng took out several white jade pill bottles from his sleeve and placed them on the jade table in front of him.
Jinglian Wanderer's gaze swept over the pill bottles; a faint divine thought completely enveloped all the pill bottles, and he immediately saw the spiritual pills inside "clearly."
