All realms have enabled me to achieve the Great Dao.

Back in the real world, Zhou Yongcheng lay on a recliner doing nothing, wanting to take a nap tonight.

The next morning, Zhou Yongcheng woke up, left the small building, and slowly walked through the corridor into the house.

He stood in front of the mirror, looking at his reflection. His thick, black hair was the dream of countless women.

His modern casual clothes looked a bit out of place, but with a thought, they transformed into a pure white Taoist robe.

The Taoist robe looked very artistic, and I was quite satisfied with it. However, in modern society, it might attract a lot of strange looks, especially since he wasn't a Taoist disciple.

His clothes changed again, this time into a white long robe. This outfit looked quite interesting and suited his temperament. He casually changed the color of the robe to other colors and looked at them. Zhou Yongcheng was quite satisfied with the pure white one.

Zhou Yongcheng, dressed in a long shirt, walked out of the house and, after a few minutes, arrived at a breakfast stall outside.

I ordered a bowl of noodles and started eating.

There were many people having breakfast. Everyone glanced at Zhou Yongcheng and thought that the young man, dressed in a long robe, had a very elegant air about him, so they couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Even more remarkably, a group of people, including She Niu and Zhou Yongcheng, sat at the same table and talked with him.

After breakfast, Zhou Yongcheng slowly walked back home. Once home, he scanned the construction site across the street with his divine sense. The state-owned engineering company was building incredibly fast; they had already completed the most difficult first and second basement levels.

The above-ground buildings are currently under construction. The buildings are not tall, but they are large in area, covering several hundred acres. This is only the main building of the research center. There are also dormitories, a library, a gym, a sports field, a canteen, and other living quarters for researchers.

After inspecting the construction site across the street, Zhou Yongcheng drove to a hardware store and bought some electrical wires.

Connect the electrical wires in the three corridors of the small building.

After finishing these tasks, Zhou Yongcheng put all the martial arts manuals on the second-floor bookshelf into his spatial storage. He then walked back into the house along the corridor, used a printer to make many copies of all the manuals, and put the original manuals back into the bamboo forest on the second floor.

He thought that the Dragon Kingdom in the real world had not yet given them martial arts manuals, and that it had been almost four or five years since the Zhengyang Sect descended into the world. He wondered how things were going, so he decided to go and take a look.

"Red Queen, call Wu Longjiang."

"Okay, master."

The call was answered as soon as it was dialed.

"Mr. Zhou."

"Come over here, there's something I need to discuss."

"almost there."

Zhou Yongcheng compiled a copy of the martial arts manual he had copied, and then took out ten catties of ordinary spiritual tea from his spatial storage. The higher-ups were all quite nice and didn't bother him, so he gave them something good to try.

A short while later, Wu Longjiang arrived in his car.

"Take these things to President Hua. Also, take ten catties of tea to President Hua." He didn't say anything else.

Wu Longjiang looked at the two piles of simple books that looked like they had just been made. On top of them was a book with four ancient characters: Nine Yang Manual.

This was definitely meant for President Hua; it was no joke. But since Mr. Zhou had instructed him to give it to President Hua, he didn't dare say anything more. He was a bureau-level official, and he was serving as Mr. Zhou's secretary; Mr. Zhou's status was self-evident.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, I will deliver it safely."

Then Zhou Yongcheng took out a small packet, which weighed about a pound, but the packaging was rather simple. He gave the tea to Wu Longjiang and told him to keep it for himself.

There weren't many books, just two small piles; the tea weighed ten pounds, which was a bit too much—it was a huge bag.

After Wu Longda left, Zhou Yongcheng put away all the remaining copies of the manual. He could use them to trade or give them away if he went to other worlds.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yongcheng went to the market and bought a large bag of tea packaging bags. He filled dozens of bags of tea weighing one jin (500 grams) each with some giant beast meat and returned to the village.

Zhou Yongcheng gave each family a packet of tea, saying that good things should be shared.

My second uncle's family put in more than ten kilograms of it, telling them to drink it slowly.

Nothing much has happened in the village lately; the most talked-about topics are Zhou Guoqiao's house renovation and Zhou Yongkang's upcoming marriage.

Zhou Yongcheng looked at Zhou Guoqiao's house. It was very large, probably covering an area of ​​two or three hundred square meters. Judging from the shape of the house, it was definitely a big villa. He just didn't know how he would decorate it. Considering that he was in the stone business, Zhou Yongcheng suspected that he might use marble for the exterior decoration. The interior decoration would definitely not be bad either. When his house was finished, it might be the most luxurious house in Qingshui Village.

Zhou Yongcheng didn't pay much attention to it and only stayed at home for a little over a day before returning to the city.

Wu Longjiang then rushed to deliver the items given to him by Zhou Yongcheng to President Hua. Upon receiving the items, President Hua immediately began to examine the manuals, but after reading several, he remained clueless.

Then came the tea. President Hua brewed a cup, tasted it, and exclaimed that it was divine tea.

After taking a sip, I felt completely comfortable and my mind was clear. This is not the effect that normal tea should have. It may be a product of another world.

Looking at the large bag of tea, President Hua knew it wasn't just for him; he simply had the power to distribute it.

Mr. Hua asked his secretary to bring over a few small bags. He filled each bag with about a pound, and the rest was his.

He put away his own tea, leaving only a few bags of tea weighing one pound each, and then had his secretary call the other leaders over.

Shortly afterward, all the leaders arrived at President Hua's office.

“These things were sent by Mr. Zhou through Wu Longjiang. Let’s see what we should do with them.”

The group spread out both piles of secret manuals.

"The Nine Yang Manual?"

"Nine Yang Divine Art?"

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"Secret of Immortality?"

"The Compassionate Sword Manual?"

"These...aren't these all martial arts manuals from novels?"

"What does Mr. Zhou mean by giving me these things? These should be available on the market, right?"

"Everyone, please try the tea that Mr. Zhou sent us first," said President Hua.

Several cups of tea were on the table, and the group picked them up and smelled them.

"What a fragrant tea."

Each of them savored the tea in their hands.

"this..."

They couldn't wait to take a few more sips, not even caring that it was hot, they just wanted to drink it first.

"This tea is excellent, a true delicacy, no, it should be called divine tea. After drinking it, my whole body feels warm and my mind is clear. My back was a little sore, but now it seems to be gone."

"Yes, the Immortal Tea. After drinking it, I felt the same way as Lao Li. I used to have a migraine, but now I can't feel the pain anymore, and my mind feels very clear."

Several people said that the tea was a divine tea, something that didn't exist in the mortal world.

"Now let's talk about these secret manuals. What do you all think of them now?" President Hua said with a smile.

Looking at the manuals on President Hua's desk, one of them said, "If even the tea Mr. Zhou gave us is so extraordinary, these manuals might not be as simple as we imagine. Could the tea and manuals be from another world?"

"Definitely. If such fine tea existed in our world, it would have been known worldwide long ago. Why wait until now?"

"So these manuals must be real. Manuals are no less powerful than nuclear weapons. In novels, those who learn martial arts can kill people with ease by plucking leaves, and scaling walls is commonplace. If our soldiers learn martial arts, combined with modern firearms, one of them can be as good as a whole company."