The young Taoist priest Changyang helped his master stand up from the ground and took a sip at the inn clerk.
"If you don't let me stay, I won't let you stay. Why are you so fierce!"
At this time, Changyue walked up to the two of them and asked, "Are the two Taoist priests okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Taoist Priest Qingwei looked at Changyue doubtfully, "Who is she?"
It was Bai Yi who knew the little Taoist Priest Changyang and Taoist Priest Qingwei, and now Chang Yue was Luo Qingyi, so naturally they didn't know Chang Yue.
Changyue asked with a smile: "Are you the Taoist Priest Qingwei and the Taoist Priest Changyang?"
Seeing that the other party could call out their names, Taoist Priest Qingwei and Little Taoist Changyang became even more confused.
"Exactly."
"That's right." Changyue smiled and nodded, "I heard the girl in white talking about you. Priest Qingwei's divination is very accurate."
Chang Yue recalled the last prediction that Taoist Priest Qingwei made for her. It was indeed accurate, although it did not serve as a warning due to her own mistakes.
"That's it!" Taoist Priest Qingwei suddenly realized, "It turns out that he is a friend of his benefactor."
However, Taoist Priest Qingwei stared at Changyue for a while and then froze.
Seeing the strange expression on Taoist Priest Qingwei's face, Changyue asked doubtfully: "Taoist Priest, what's wrong?"
Taoist Priest Qingwei marveled, "The girl and my benefactor are truly friends, even their numerology is very close!"
People's numerology is not static. Compared with a few years ago, Changyue's numerology has changed tremendously, so Taoist Priest Qingwei did not realize that Bai Yi and Luo Qingyi in front of him were the same person.
However, although Changyue's numerology was different before and now, it was roughly similar, so Taoist priest Qingwei was surprised.
The numerology of the two people is so similar. This is the first time for Taoist Qingwei to see them.
Of course, Changyue's numerology is quite special. Taoist priest Qingwei cannot see it clearly, he can only get a vague idea of it.
Hearing what Priest Qingwei said, Chang Yue looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect that Priest Qingwei could see her numerology through her face after she used the art of disguise.
Although this Taoist master's cultivation is not high, his ability is not small!
This should be considered a strange person, right?
Chang Yue could not help but fall in love with talents.
If he can be recruited under the Empress' command, he might be of great use!
"Priest Qingwei, may I be honored to treat you to a cup of tea?"
Taoist Priest Qingwei looked surprised when he heard this. Although he didn't know the identity of the girl in front of him, he knew at a glance that she was not simple. He really didn't expect that the other party would invite a little person like him to drink tea.
Seeing Taoist Priest Qingwei's hesitation, Changyue smiled and said, "Taoist Priest, you don't have to worry. I just want to invite Taoist Priest to have a cup of tea."
Hearing this, Qingweidao let out a long sigh of relief, "Since it's the girl who requested the invitation, then we masters and disciples should be more respectful than obey."
Since he is a friend of his benefactor, he must not be a villain! Taoist Priest Qingwei thought so.
"Ah Jing, go see if there is a cleaner teahouse nearby!" Chang Yue said to a disciple who was accompanying him.
Among the two accompanying disciples, the female was named Yao Jing and the male was named Yue Ying.
Yao Jing is a disciple of Holy Lord Xia Zhi, while Yue Ying is a disciple of both Holy Lords Lichun and Liqiu.
The two Holy Masters Lichun and Liqiu couldn't come by themselves, so they packed their disciples into the queue to watch the ceremony. After Yue Ying went back, he had to tell his master what he saw and heard in Futian Sect!
"Yes, Holy Lord!"
Yao Jing responded and turned around to leave.
Yue Ying heard this and said quickly: "Holy Master, disciples are coming too!"
Chang Yue waved her hand, "Go back quickly, don't waste time!"
"yes!"
Yue Ying responded happily, pulling Yao Jing and running away quickly.
Hearing what Yao Jing and Yue Ying called Chang Yue, Taoist Priest Qingwei asked cautiously: "I wonder what you call the girl and what sect she comes from?"
Changyue introduced with a smile: "I am Luo Qingyi. I am the Holy Master of the Yinxian Sect, and my name is Hanlu."
After that, she introduced Aunt Feng, Yao Jing and Yue Ying respectively, "This is Elder Feng, the elder of the sect, and the two just now are Yao Jing and Yue Ying respectively."
Upon hearing Chang Yue's introduction, Taoist Priest Qingwei and Chang Yang were both shocked that they were actually members of the Yinxian Sect.
Some time ago, there was a lot of news about the Yinxian sect's massacre of Gong Yu's family, and even small figures like Taoist Priest Qingwei and Little Taoist Changyang heard about it.
"It turns out to be Holy Master Hanlu, Elder Feng and two disciples of the Yinxian Sect. It's disrespectful. It's disrespectful."
Taoist Priest Qingwei's tone was a little frightening. He had never come into contact with such a big shot in his life.
Changyue raised her hand and said, "Taoist Master, you don't have to be like this, just treat me as a friend."
Upon hearing this, Taoist Priest Qingwei waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't dare, don't dare!"
He was just a fortune teller who relied on his humble family heritage to get around in the market. He had been beaten and scolded, and was often regarded as a liar by others. How could he be qualified to be friends with a holy master?
Changyue's words not only did not make Taoist Qingwei feel happy and honored, but instead made him feel terrified and uneasy.
Changyue saw this and did not force it. Equality for everyone does not apply in this world where martial arts is respected.
Soon Yao Jing and Yue Ying came back together. Under the leadership of the two, Chang Yue and his party booked a private room in a teahouse.
"Everyone, please sit down. There's no one else around, so don't be formal." After entering the box, Chang Yue asked everyone to sit down.
Aunt Feng and Chang Yue had known each other for a long time, so she naturally sat down beside Chang Yue without any courtesy.
Yue Ying was quite familiar with it. Seeing that Holy Lord Hanlu said this, he also pulled Yao Jing to sit down with a smile.
Yao Jing has an introverted personality, exactly like those technicians who focus on research in Chang Yue's impression. She doesn't like to show off or talk.
Seeing that everyone was sitting down, Taoist Priest Qingwei did not dare not to sit down, so he led his disciples to sit down with a look of fear.
Changyue ordered the teahouse's signature tea but did not drink it. Instead, he took out his own tea set and brewed homemade medicinal tea for everyone.
Now she likes to make tea to pass the time when she has nothing to do. She also likes to make and drink tea. She feels that doing this can make her feel peaceful.
Since coming to the Yinxian Sect, Changyue has found many tea-making methods from the library in the sect, and now the level of tea-making has become more and more advanced.
Distributing the brewed tea to everyone present, Changyue said with a smile: "Everyone has a taste of my new tea."
Yue Ying picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, then smashed it and said, "It tastes good!"
Chang Yue shook her head helplessly, "What kind of taste can you taste when you drink like this!"
Yue Ying chuckled and scratched the back of his head sheepishly.
For him, it doesn't matter whether the tea tastes good or not, as long as it is useful.
Feeling that the tea turned into majestic Qi in his belly and was absorbed bit by bit, Yue Ying's grinning teeth were exposed.
Yao Jing was more gentle. She took a sip, and then her eyes suddenly lit up. She looked at Chang Yue with sparkling eyes and said:
"Holy Lord, the main ingredient of this tea is Tibetan silk bamboo leaves?"
Changyue smiled and praised: "Yes, you have a good tongue."
Hidden Silk Bamboo is a natural treasure that grows in the forbidden area of the Gate. The bamboo shoots produced by this bamboo are extremely delicious and have excellent auxiliary effects in cultivation.
Similarly, grown Tibetan silk bamboo is also a very high-grade material for making weapons. Its bamboo body can produce a special kind of bamboo silk, which is soft and tough, making it a good material for making clothes.
The older the Tibetan silk bamboo is, the stronger and softer the bamboo silk extracted from it will be.
The exclusive robes of the Holy Masters of the Yinxian Sect are made of fabrics woven from bamboo silk.
However, although the bamboo leaves of Hidden Silk Bamboo also contain abundant energy of heaven and earth, they are not easily absorbed by the human body, so they are often regarded as useless.
Based on what he learned, Chang Yue integrated the tea-making techniques he learned and finally made this new tea using the young leaves of Tibetan silk bamboo.
To make Tibetan silk bamboo tea leaves, she begged them from the Shoushan saint aunts. There was a Tibetan silk bamboo forest in the forbidden area, and there were many unused bamboo leaves in it, so every time the Shoushan saint aunts came to give Changyue a copy, They would bring her a bunch of fresh bamboo leaves.
Chang Yue would always use prepared bamboo tea as reward.
As for the bamboo shoots in her case, she planted them directly in the mirror of all things, so she has not yet tasted the taste of Tibetan bamboo shoots!
According to other Holy Masters, it tastes amazing!
Now Changyue hopes that the Tibetan bamboo in the mirror of all things will grow up quickly, or that one day it will be the Tibetan bamboo shoots again.
The ancestor of Changyue later found out that Changyue made tea from Tibetan silk and bamboo leaves. She originally thought she would be scolded, but she didn't expect that the ancestor would secretly come to her place and take away several jars of freshly made tea leaves, leaving several jars behind. Baskets of young Tibetan bamboo leaves.
From then on, her use of Tibetan silk and bamboo leaves to make tea became a tacit knowledge, and the sect masters and holy masters all received her tea leaves.
It seems that neither the Holy Lord Xia Zhi nor the twin Holy Lords gave their share to their disciples.
Seeing Yao Jing holding the teacup and tasting it in small sips, Chang Yue smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll give you a can later."
Upon hearing this, Yao Jing immediately said gratefully: "Thank you, Holy Lord!"
Yue Ying also wanted it, but he was too embarrassed to speak. Although he was a bit familiar, it didn't mean he was shameless, so he could only look at Yao Jing with envy.
Seeing this, Chang Yue had no choice but to say to him again: "I'll give you a can too."
When Yue Ying heard this, he immediately cheered, "Okay, thank you Holy Lord!"
Changyue turned around and saw that Priest Qingwei and Priest Changyang were holding teacups but not drinking, so she said, "Priest Qingwei and Priest Changyang should also try it. It's good for cultivation."
"Yes!" Taoist Master Qingwei nodded quickly, and then took a cautious sip.
Qingwei Daochang's root bones are particularly poor, and the absorption and refining efficiency of Qi and blood is extremely low. The absorption rate of heavenly materials and earthly treasures is also the same. Therefore, if a cup of precious medicinal tea is taken into his stomach, he will get very limited benefits.
But this was enough to make him happy, because he could clearly feel the increase in Qi in his body, which he had never experienced before.
When Chang Yue met Taoist Master Qingwei five years ago, he was at the Xiayuan realm. When they met again five years later, the Taoist priest was still at the same level of cultivation, barely making any progress.
Of course, Taoist Master Qingwei's progress in cultivation is slow, not only because of his extremely poor bones, but also because of the extremely special techniques he practices.
Although the divination method he studied gave him the opportunity to explore the long river of destiny, it also limited his hope of becoming enlightened.
This is a gain and a loss.
Otherwise, with the Taoist's mere cultivation in the Yuan realm, how could he see the numerology of Chang Yue, a Xiantian realm warrior? Even if it's just a trace.
In fact, Taoist Priest Qingwei himself didn't even know that his family-inherited Kung Fu was very special.
The Taoist priest's relatives died early, and he began to make a living on his own when he was less than ten years old, wandering around the market all day long. His cultivation method was accidentally found in his ancestral home in his hometown.
He also practiced indiscriminately, without any guidance, and it was not easy to get to where he is today.
However, the Changyang Taoist Master should be much stronger than his master. Five years ago, he was only at the sixth level of the Pulse Opening Realm, but now he has reached the twelfth level.
This cultivation speed, let alone how good it is, is at least better than his master.
After drinking a cup of medicinal tea, the Changyang Taoist Priest began to break through on the spot.
Suddenly there were signs of a breakthrough, Changyang was a little at a loss, and even Taoist Priest Qingwei looked at Changyue with a sheepish expression.
Chang Yue said nonchalantly: "The little Taoist leader can break through with peace of mind, don't worry about us!"
After hearing this, Changyang Xiaodao Priest calmed down and practiced cross-legged.
With the help of Chang Yue's cup of medicinal tea, it was not difficult for Xiao Taoist Priest to break through from the Pulse Opening Realm to the Yuan Condensing Realm, and he quickly completed the breakthrough.
As soon as he completed the breakthrough, he kowtowed to Changyue several times.
"Thank you Holy Master Hanlu for the gift of tea."
The floor was banged by him, and it hurt to look at it.
This kid is quite honest, Chang Yue couldn't help but think.
Changyang is indeed very grateful to Changyue. Without this cup of tea, he doesn't know when he will be able to break through!
In fact, Xiaodao Changgengu has good qualifications. If it weren't for practicing the divination technique passed down by Taoist Master Qingwei, he might have become a Condensing Yuan Realm warrior.
Of course, if Taoist Priest Qingwei hadn't picked him up as an infant back then, he wouldn't have lived to be this old, let alone become a warrior.
It can only be said that one drink and one peck has its own destiny.
Changyue raised her hand and said: "Get up, this is nothing, no need to say thank you."
The Taoist priest stood up with a red face and looked at Chang Yue with a look full of gratitude.
A cup of tea may indeed be nothing to this Holy Lord, but to him it is indeed an elusive treasure.
Changyue looked at Priest Qingwei and said, "The two Priests came to Youyun City to watch Futian Sect's ceremony."
Taoist Master Qingwei blushed when he heard this and explained: "How can we, master and disciple, be qualified to participate in such a grand event? We are just here to see if there are any opportunities to make money."
Because of the Futian Sect's grand ceremony, countless warriors from various states gathered in Youyun City. Where there are many warriors, there are naturally many opportunities to make money, so the master and the disciple thought of trying their luck.
Unexpectedly, too many people gathered in Youyun City, and all the inns were full. Not only did they not find a place to stay, they also got beaten.
After listening to the explanations of the two masters and apprentices, Chang Yue suddenly realized, and she asked again: "I wonder what the two Taoist priests plan to do in the future?"
Taoist Priest Qingwei said with a confused look on his face: "What are your plans? Just wander around and just hang out for a day."
When Chang Yue heard this, her heart moved, "How about I recommend a place to the two Taoist priests? A place where you can show your talents." (End of this chapter)
