Sure enough, Long Wan'er was the one who asked Long Yu where, where and when he learned alchemy from whom, but Long Yu's answer still lied that he was taught it by a "mysterious man".
After that, Long Yu came to the Tianyuan Peak backyard of Shenyuan Sect alone.
Here, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, cheerful colorful carp swim in the rockery pond, the vegetation is lush and the air is fresh.
Passing through the end of the corridor, they came to an Eight Immortals Pavilion. Tan Xuesong was sitting in front of a stone table. Water had already been boiled beside him, and the boiling steam was rising from the purple clay teapot.
Seeing Long Yu coming, the sect leader waved slightly, signaling Long Yu to sit down.
Long Yu rarely sat down casually and did not speak. He just watched Tan Xuesong making tea quietly, as gracefully and peacefully as a performing art.
The last time I saw Tan Xuesong, the old man had white hair and deep wrinkles on his face. This was all caused by the treatment of Long Yu who sent him too much spiritual power. When I saw him today, he already had blue hairs in his white hair, and his face was filled with deep wrinkles. It was enough to show that the sect master had recovered some vitality and cultivation.
Tan Xuesong could sense that Long Yu had also recovered from his injuries. This was the first time that the two masters and apprentices finally had time to talk.
I saw Tan Xuesong holding up the purple clay teapot two feet high with his left hand. The boiling water from the mountain spring was emitting white smoke. The hanging pot flowed down like a waterfall into the purple clay tea bowl without spilling a drop, which shows that he has a calm mind and "kung fu".
Then, holding the bamboo tweezers in the right hand and placing the palm of the left hand under the right hand, slowly put the four purple clay tea cups into the tea bowl, rinse them with boiling water, take out the small tea cups and place them side by side on the root-carved tea tray.
Then he poured water from a purple clay teapot onto the tea pets (two naked clay figurines of children). The two clay figurines were only the size of eggs. They looked extremely interesting and cute, as if they were alive, and even "peeed" in the air.
Long Yu was stunned to see the white steam curling around the tea set. This was the "White Crane Shower".
The sect master casually threw the tea clip back into the container and barrel accurately, then waved his hand to summon, and his spiritual power held up a handful of tea leaves and floated in the air. With a slight movement of his fingers, the crisp sound of a few drops of tea leaves sounded, and he entered In a tea bowl.
Long Yu pursed his lips and secretly scolded him for showing off his ability to "take things from the air" by putting some tea leaves away, which is also known as "Oolong entering the pass".
This move, to other disciples, can be described as stunningly cool, but for him to perform it in front of him, it is childish. Thinking back to those days, it was not unusual for him to be able to summon the spiritual power of heaven and earth to perform it before he had awakened his spiritual veins.
Tan Xuesong's expression was calm, and he waved his hand with his right hand. The purple clay pot rose in the air, and the boiling spring flowed into the tea bowl. The water level was controlled to be no more or less, and the water in the tea bowl was dispersed and rotated evenly by the water coming down from the sky.
This move is called "hanging the pot and rushing high".
Then he waved his left hand, and the lid of the tea bowl "automatically" levitated and closed. Tan Xuesong moved his fingers in the air, and the tea bowl levitated "on its own" and tilted across the two tall, thin cups.
Then the cup levitated again and automatically poured out the tea. With his palms spread out, the cup automatically levitated and flew over and presented it to Long Yu.
Long Yu used his spiritual power to take the scent cup in the air, opened the long cup with his right hand, put it in front of his nose and sucked deeply. The fragrance of orchids hit his nostrils, making him feel refreshed.
Tan Xuesong looked stunned. He didn't expect that this kid Long Haotian could actually retrieve objects from the air? However, he didn't show too much surprise, and quickly felt relieved, thinking to himself: He is really a rare genius, he has learned a lot at a young age.
Tan Xuesong used his spiritual power to control the rest of the tea and poured it onto a light yellow tea pet carving. The jade dragon was the tea pet, and was instantly transformed into a golden dragon by the shower of tea. Waves of hot air wrapped around it, and the dragon's mouth It was blowing out traces of smoke, as if it were alive.
"Haha, Oolong patrols the pass, smells the fragrance and watches the sea." Long Yu murmured with a smile.
"Hey, you kid, you actually know?" Tan Xuesong asked with surprise in his deep eyes.
Long Yu pursed his lips and smiled. He was tired of playing tea ceremony eight hundred years ago. Now he comes to watch your performance. It's just out of politeness that he can't say more. He answered modestly: "I understand a little bit, I understand a little bit."
Tan Xuesong chuckled. Few of the younger generation of disciples knew how to cultivate themselves through tea ceremony. He nodded slightly, very satisfied with Long Yu, the disciple. "Then what is the name of the next one?"
It seems that he wants to test Long Yu.
Long Yu didn't say anything, just watched quietly as Tan Xuesong didn't "play tricks" (that is, he no longer used his spiritual power to control the air). He gently picked up the teapot with one hand and added boiling water, then gently touched the lid of the teacup and gently rotated it on the teacup. Wipe it and scrape the tea leaves floating on it under the jade to fully soak it.
Long Yu stretched out his right palm and politely replied: "The spring breeze blows on my face."
Tan Xuesong smiled and nodded slightly, then held the tea bowl, pressed the tea bowl with his index finger, poured the tea into a small funnel, filtered it into the purple clay teapot. Read the book
"This is called Guanyin going out to sea." Long Yu replied, and the sect leader nodded silently and continued the operation.
Then he picked up the small pot, held it under the pot with his left hand, poured the golden tea soup horizontally over the four small tea cups, and poured two-thirds of the tea soup into each tea cup.
"What about this? Tan Xuesong asked.
"Wulongpan City." Long Yu replied.
——Taste the sweet rain.
Long Yu just smelled the overflowing fragrance of the tea and already knew that this tea was of top quality. He took a small sip and his mouth was filled with the fragrance of orchid. He suddenly felt refreshed and his mood reached a state of selflessness.
"Master, why did you put two cups of tea on both sides?"
Long Yu asked looking at the two cups of tea that Tan Xuesong placed on both sides of the room where no one was sitting.
"Haha, these two are my two former best friends. They are no longer here, but I will always leave a place for them, so you don't need to pay attention or care.
There was a hint of nostalgia in Tan Xuesong's deep eyes, without much explanation, because his habit of drinking tea was to pour a cup each for two old friends, both as a memorial and as a way of remembering them.
Long Yu saw that the sect leader was a person who valued affection and righteousness. When a person reaches a certain age and has experienced more, he will naturally have more emotions.
"Do you have any insights?"
"Well, this Chapaolo Zen of Heaven and Earth also contains this trace of Tao Yun."
Tan Xuesong nodded with satisfaction. When he once made tea for his daughter Tan Yuning, the girl sprayed the tea on her face because Tan Yuning only tasted the bitter taste.
"Master, could it be that you asked me to come here just to drink tea and discuss Taoism?"
Yes, he became the "eldest son", that is, the "young sect master", and it was natural to call the sect master the master.
Long Yu is impatient, and he plans to go to the secret realm to see the excitement, and then find a place to practice and improve himself.
"You kid, don't you have the patience to understand it properly?"
Talking about Xuesong was a bit harsh. He usually treated Ye Jia as a big shot. Why did this boy feel that although he knew the name of the tea ceremony, he didn't understand the essence of the tea ceremony.
"Okay, let me try it again."
With that said, Long Yu picked up the teapot, put the tea spout into his mouth, and poured out the tea soup in large gulps, because although the tea was delicious, it did not quench his thirst and was refreshing.
"you!……"
The sect master was a little angry, but he couldn't laugh or cry, and he didn't pay much attention to this boy's actions. He said with a gentle expression:
"What inheritance did you get from Emperor Ku's tomb this time?"
This is what Tan Xuesong cares about most.
Long Yu summoned the artifact Yuanyang Sword, and then explained it to Tan Xuesong and passed it on to ten people, each of whom got their own different artifact.
The matter of Emperor Ku's remnant soul was preserved, as well as the Emperor Minghong Sword in the coffin.
While Tan Xuesong was still shocked by this artifact, Long Yu grabbed the teapot without any image and poured tea into his mouth.
It seems that the cup is too small and does not quench my thirst.
Putting the tea set down, making tea again, he said kindly and affectionately:
"There are many powerful people from all over the Nine Provinces. In our Shenyuan Sect, you, Long Haotian, you, Long Xiaoyu, as well as Zi Yan, Mu Chunxue, Long Wan'er, and Zhou Qingmei have inherited the inheritance.
Now, the royal family has come forward to hold the Nine Provinces Competition. I believe that once this competition is over, all forces will fight overtly and covertly to inherit your inheritance.
"What are your plans?"
Long Yu smiled, took the tea cup, took a sip, and asked:
"Master, what are your plans?"
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In terms of the entire Jiuzhou, the strength of the sect can only belong to the middle level.
But now, the Shenyuan Sect accounts for half of the income from the Emperor Ku inheritance.
On the surface, millions of people are peaceful, but in fact, this will be the calm before the storm.
The two masters and apprentices didn't know what they discussed.
The birds in the garden are chirping, and the fish under the rockery are swimming leisurely.
The second round of the Kyushu Competition is over.
The third round will be held after three days of rest and recuperation.
Long Yu chatted with the sect leader very late and didn't say goodbye until midnight.
After leaving the sect leader's residence, Long Yu did not return to the room at Jade Girl Peak, but headed towards the back mountain.
The breeze blew gently and the leaves rustled.
There is a mysterious atmosphere permeating the world, making people feel peaceful and indifferent.
The woods were shrouded in darkness, Long Yu looked up at the sky, above the bright stars, his mood was peaceful and distant.
Deep in the jungle, helpless cries could be heard.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuah...if you let me go, Brother Xiaoyu will know that he will definitely drive you out of the Shenyuan Sect."
A child's cry echoed through the woods.
"Hmph, how dare you threaten me!" A voice gnashed.
Snapped!
Long Bao slapped Long Li on the face, leaving scarlet five-finger fingerprints. Long Li was immediately beaten until she vomited blood from the corner of her mouth. The pain was so painful that she couldn't even cry.
Long Bao was still not relieved after the beating. He grabbed Long Li's hair and cursed fiercely:
"Threat, why are you mute?"
Long Li was miserable enough. Yesterday she wanted to go to Jade Girl Peak to see how Long Yu was doing with her injuries after refining the pill.
Unexpectedly, her cousin found out and deceived her, saying that he saw Long Haotian coming to the woods behind the mountain.
The silly girl came to the back mountain, but was hung up by Long Bao who was following her and tied to a tree. She has been tortured all day.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Long Li choked weakly, not daring to speak anymore, for fear of being bullied endlessly by the devil.
"Cry, don't you dare cry again!"
Snapped! Snapped! …
Long Bao waved the bamboo stick fiercely towards Long Li. Every time he swung the bamboo stick, it left an extra blood mark on her petite body.
"I don't dare anymore, please stop hitting me, brother Bao." Long Li begged for mercy weakly and in pain.
Long Gengli on the side was frightened and did not dare to say a word.
He was the one who tipped off the news to Long Bao, just to get some benefits from Long Bao.
The bamboo stick left shocking blood marks on Long Li's body. Juanxiu's baby face was already red and swollen, with slap marks all over it.
His eyes already looked a little dull,
In the back mountain forest, in addition to Long Bao and Long Gengli, there were also several of Long Bao's followers, a total of eleven people, all disciples of the Qinglong family.
Meow meow……!
As well as Long Li's favorite ragdoll kitten, it was also hooked through the skin on its back by an iron hook and hung on a tree, meowing bloody and miserable.
Seeing that Long Bao was about to kill him, a follower persuaded him:
"Brother Bao, please be careful! Don't get yourself killed. After all, we are cousins. Otherwise, if the patriarch blames us, we won't be able to bear the blame."
"Pooh!"
Long Bao spat on Long Li's head, his eyes full of hatred:
"A girl will grow up to be a member of another family. Who cares?"
