On the street, there were noisy people and endless hawking.
There was silence in the Jiuchao tea shop. A man and a woman were silent, facing the scent of tea, as if time had stopped.
The noble lady sat at the table, holding her chin lightly with the silk handkerchief in her hand. Her bright eyes were focused on the tea, but she never left her sight.
Inside the counter, people were busy boiling water and making tea, minding their own business. Their eyes were filled with fresh tea and nothing else.
At the door of the tea shop, the little maid waved a round fan and looked at the passers-by, with a look that was three parts arrogant, three parts innocent, three parts naughty, and one part smart. Although he is a servant, he is more energetic than ordinary people.
In front of the carriage next to him, the old man driving the carriage was sitting on the table like a stone statue, looking into the distance with a pair of cloudy old eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, and not even breathing. If he hadn't been on a luxurious chariot, with his rough appearance, plain clothes and straw sandals, it would have been impossible to tell that he was a charioteer for the noble lady in the house.
No matter the fireworks and the mundane world, it can never stain this tea stall and wild shop that should be of the same class.
On the streets, Ye Ling walked slowly with his hands behind his back. When he came out of the imperial city, he felt relieved. He was really lucky to have escaped a disaster.
In his rare free time, he first went to visit people and plants.
The tea obtained from the Kyushu tea shop may seem ordinary, but it is amazing that it can heal the wounds of the Dantian and relieve the pain of the ultimate path. The school master Kong Mengyao was not an ordinary person, and the people and trees in the Jiuzhou tea shop were even more mysterious.
When he first entered the imperial capital, Ye Ling already felt that everything was unusual. When he was in the sect, he could still distinguish the great scholars and powerful people. Nowadays, in this world of mortals, I am confused, and I don’t know when I missed the master.
Seeing the carriage in front of the tea shop from a distance, Ye Ling hesitated. That beautiful woman comes every afternoon and takes over the tea shop, so she must be doing something extraordinary. I didn't know it last time, but if I bother you again this time, I'm afraid people and plants will blame me.
But immediately, Ye Ling felt relieved. After thinking about it, it was not his doing.
As soon as she stepped closer, the little maid with sharp eyes and a mental race jumped up, with an unhappy face: "It's you again, you ignorant boy. Our girl has booked this tea shop. If you want to drink tea, go there." Nowhere else!"
Ye Ling smiled slightly: "The tea shop is rented by your girl, but the boss will also rent it, right? I'm looking for someone, not a tea drinker!"
With that said, Ye Ling started to walk inside.
"Alas," the little maid stretched out her arms to stop him: "You naughty scoundrel, I won't argue with you, but you just can't go in! Uncle Ma, don't just sit there, help me stop him!"
The old coachman in the car remained indifferent, but his eyes fell on Ye Ling for a moment, then turned away.
Seeing that this maid was looking like this and attracting the attention of people on the street, Ye Ling had no choice but to shout inside: "Boss, I can't get in, why don't you come out and talk to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a person walked out of the house, but it was not a human being, but the beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman glanced at Ye Ling coldly and said: "The best teahouse in Taiyue City is Shuiyuexuan. I will give you a month's salary. Don't ask for country game anymore."
As she spoke, the beautiful woman waved her hand, and a medium-grade spiritual stone appeared in her hand. Although crystals are used as currency in the secular world, spiritual stones are the hard currency among monks and can naturally be exchanged and are of higher value.
When Ye Ling heard this, his eyelids drooped slightly and his face was expressionless: "Ignorant people deserve unjust gain. I'm not here just to drink tea, but to meet the boss."
The beautiful woman looked unhappy and threw the spirit stone on the ground: "It doesn't matter whether you give it away or not, but I won't take it back." After saying that, she turned around and entered the house.
The maid snorted at him and followed him in.
Ye Ling stepped over the spiritual stone on the ground and walked into the shop, but he saw people and trees concentrating on making tea, seemingly ignorant of the matter of talents.
Not long after, the fragrance of tea overflowed, and a series of visions and Taoist rhymes appeared in the small shop. Ye Ling only saw it when watching Jiang Fan make alchemy, and was very surprised.
The beautiful woman only had eyes for people and plants, and was not at all concerned about this scene.
Afterwards, Rencaomu took a tea bowl and covered it, and then the mid-air image dissipated as usual.
Rencaomu wiped his hands, turned around and saw Ye Ling, and immediately greeted him with a smile: "I was not focused on anything else when I was making tea. I really didn't know who was coming. Please forgive me!"
When he walked in front of him, Rencaomu was a little surprised again: "I never thought that you are also an outsider, but I am neglecting the immortal!"
Ye Ling quickly raised his hand and said, "Thanks to the boss for that bag of tea, otherwise I would still be in mortal form right now. I'm here to thank you today."
People and trees supported him and said: "Tea is born from heaven and earth, and it is the right thing to give it to someone who is destined. What's more, this is a gift from the master, and I dare not covet others' credit."
"No matter what, I still need this thank you."
"Hey, hey, hey," the little maid was very impatient at the side: "How is it appropriate for two grown men to be arguing like this? I said thank you and I thanked you, can you go?"
Ye Ling bowed his hands to the crowd again and said, "There are customers in the shop, so don't bother us anymore. Let's talk to you another day."
Rencaomu nodded: "After you finish drinking the tea, come and taste the real flavor in my shop."
When Ye Ling left the shop, the little maid still said angrily: "I have never seen such an ignorant person, such a big man, doing such disgusting things."
The beautiful woman turned a deaf ear, but stood up and walked out: "Let's go, come back tomorrow."
Rencaomu still didn't give it away, and said lightly: "I understand."
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After walking out of the tea shop, Ye Ling was about to go back to Master Jiu's house when he was grabbed by a Taoist priest wearing tattered Taoist robes and pulled him away to the north.
Ye Ling quickly took a look and saw that it was the mad doctor from the medical clinic.
"Senior, what are you doing?"
"What to do?" the mad doctor snorted coldly: "The old man counted his fingers and knew that your kid is going to be transferred. Since you can't die, I will save your life!"
As they spoke, the two came to the door of the medical center, pushed the door open and went in. The mad doctor pressed Ye Ling on the chair, up and down, and "sniffed" it carefully with his nose.
"Tea aroma, good tea, good tea!"
Ye Ling couldn't laugh or cry: "Senior, what are you..."
"Shut up!" The mad doctor slapped Ye Lingtian's spiritual cap, and then a wave of Tao power entered the body, ran around along the meridians, and finally converged in the Dantian.
When the Taoist power dissipated, the mad doctor suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Ye Ling's collar, and kept shaking it: "Which big sect are you a disciple of? Tell me quickly, and I will give you a hard blow!"
Ye Ling was so shaken by him that he felt dizzy and quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Senior, I have no family or sect now. Even before, I was just a young apprentice from a second-rate sect."
"Second rate?" The mad doctor let go of Ye Ling and took a few steps back. He looked up and down with a suspicious look on his face: "Are you not a disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect? Apart from the Tongtian Sword Sect, is there any swordsman like you in this world? Are you like this? constitution?"
Ye Ling quickly took a few breaths. He has not yet recovered his cultivation level. He is still a mortal, but he cannot withstand the torment of the old Taoist.
Ye Ling hurriedly said: "I can't even grasp the edge of the Heavenly Sword Gate, so don't ask me. Senior, please let me know if I can be saved."
The mad doctor didn't answer, but raised his head and muttered to himself: "Today's deal is considered a loss. The luck is bad and God won't bring you wealth!"
With that said, the mad doctor turned to look at Ye Ling and said, "Boy, whether we can be saved or not depends entirely on your luck!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the mad doctor suddenly had a rainbow of momentum around him, and an astonishing momentum shot up into the sky, causing the entire medicine shop to tremble.
"Oh my God!" The mad doctor was so frightened that he quickly stopped his attack and flew up to check the beams: "We can't pay any more, we can't pay any more!"
After seeing that the house was still solid, the mad doctor came down and said to Ye Ling: "What happened just now doesn't count. Let's start over. Let's start over."
Ye Ling: "..."
As he spoke, a gentle force of Taoism enveloped Ye Ling's body, and then the mad doctor released his Taoism, covering the entire room.
Ye Ling closed his eyes and felt a dozen strands of Dao force rushing into his body, running along the meridians, sorting out the pathways twisted due to injuries.
The mad doctor shook his head and said: "You are still young, but this injury is deep enough. You have been in many fights with others. It seems that in order to cure it completely, you must first chop off your hands and feet, so as not to go out and fight fiercely."
As soon as he said this, Ye Ling quickly opened his eyes and stared at the mad doctor, his eyes full of killing intent.
"Look," the mad doctor curled his lips: "You can't stand it even with a few words. Young man, you're still far behind!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the mad doctor made a big move, and a huge copper furnace appeared out of thin air and was placed in the center of the hall. The furnace was filled with rootless water, and a raging flame erupted under the furnace.
"Today, the big pot is cooking meat, and the king next door will be so greedy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Ling screamed and was thrown into the furnace...
