For monks, about forty years can be counted as one cycle.
But, so what.
There was no going back. From the moment he came into this world, there was no going back.
On the square, Chen Changan picked up the teapot on the table and made himself a cup of tea.
Then one person took a sip.
Chen Changan has always liked silence, not because he likes it, but because it can only be so.
"Hi? My friend, are you alone? Do you mind giving me a cup so I can have a drink?"
Just when Chen Changan was sitting quietly sipping tea, an old man's voice suddenly came from the side.
Um?
Strike up a conversation?
Hearing this voice and thinking of this familiar scene, Chen Changan was stunned.
He never expected that one day he would be approached by someone.
It's just a pity that he is a man and still old.
Soon, before Chen Changan could say anything, an old Taoist walked over.
He pulled up a stool and sat opposite Chen Changan.
"Little friend, I can smell your tea-scented old man from a long way away."
"Mind a drink?"
After sitting down, the old Taoist continued to speak to Chen Changan.
"Old man, if I say you mind, will you leave?" Chen Changan asked.
"No." The old Taoist priest shook his head.
"Then it's over."
Hearing this, Chen Changan shook his head with a half-smile, and then took out a new teacup from the space.
Pour half a cup of tea into it.
A cup of tea is given to see off guests, and a cup of wine is given to show respect to others.
It's just a pot of tea. One person drinks it, and two people drink it.
Seeing this cup, the old Taoist priest's eyes suddenly lit up, and he praised:
"The Nanming Crystal Cup that is only found in Nanminghai?"
“Great cup!”
"I didn't expect my little friend to be a very tasteful person."
Chen Changan shook his head and said:
"It's not about taste, it's just some entertainment I do when I have nothing to do."
"Recreation? Then my little friend, this pastime of yours is really noble."
The old man said in surprise.
Nanminghai's spar has always been famous for its high price. A spar that can be made into a teacup like this will probably cost thousands of Principle Stones.
This boy actually used it to make tea, which can no longer be expressed by ordinary Hao.
However, this is good.
Good wine must be paired with good food, and good tea must be paired with good tea sets.
After thinking about it, he picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Boy, your tea is pretty good."
"One sip, it's so refreshing that my soul flies away."
The next moment, after taking a sip of tea, his eyes lit up, his mouth smacked, and he praised without hesitation.
"I, Cao, wait, no, why do I still feel a slight looseness in my realm?"
"Could this be the legendary Buddhist Bodhi Leaf?"
Chen Changan smiled slightly and said:
"I didn't expect you, old man, to be knowledgeable."
In this world, there are many people who know the Buddhist bodhi leaf, but only a few people have drank it.
The old man was recognized by just one breath, and he seemed to be a man of extraordinary status.
"That's not the case."
"Old man, I have lived for thousands of years, and I have tasted countless teas in my life."
"It's just a Bodhi leaf, so you can certainly taste it."
Hearing Chen Changan's praise, the old man immediately boasted and laughed.
Then, he picked up the cup and took another sip, his face full of aftertaste.
When Chen Changan saw this, he stopped caring about it and just drank his own tea.
Time passed minute by minute.
In the venue, Chen Changan and the old Taoist priest drank tea together.
Outside the venue, groups of monks came to the square led by the female disciples of Tianxiang Pavilion.
There are many forces coming, almost covering most of the Formless Realm.
Sword world, Buddhism, Taoism, Demon sect, as long as they are respectable, they all come.
And among them, there are many powerful characters.
Chen Changan didn't feel anything about this, but the old Taoist priest beside him kept chattering.
"Boy, I, Cao, have you seen that person over there?"
"Fairy Liuyun, the saint of Yun Mengze's generation."
"That little girl, at such a young age, has already completed the cultivation of the six great treasures in her body."
"Boundlessly strong!"
"And that one over there, Li Shaobai, the swordsman of the Sword Pavilion, this guy is even more awesome. He is the reincarnation of a seven-level ancient sword master in Jianmen. He was born with a sword heart. He has mastered the magical power of swordsmanship at the age of three and is invincible at the same level. ...."
"And that..."
Almost every person he meets will make a comment.
However, when Chen Changan was ready to listen carefully, the old Taoist priest suddenly frowned.
Not only him, Chen Changan also frowned at this moment.
It wasn't Chen Changan's problem, but the two of them felt a majestic aura coming from a distance.
It's sword energy!
Feeling this aura, both of them couldn't help but look towards the source of the aura.
Suddenly, he saw an old man stepping on an extremely large ancient sword, surrounded by a group of people, coming in the air.
Around them, sharp sword energy crisscrossed the area.
"Huh? Who is this?"
Chen Changan asked doubtfully.
It's not that I marvel at the old man's powerful strength, but I marvel at the old man's high-profile appearance.
In a place like Tianxiang Pavilion, appearing in this way is no different from provocation.
"Boy, you don't know?"
"This is the old swordsman of the previous generation of Wanjian Sect, Tianyuan Sword Immortal!"
The old Taoist priest answered word for word.
"Tianyuan Sword Immortal of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect?"
Chen Changan frowned when he heard this.
He seemed to have heard the name before, but he had forgotten where exactly it was.
"Well, yes, this person is Tianyuan Sword Immortal."
The old Taoist priest nodded, then shook his head and said with a slightly solemn expression:
"He dominates the world and kills all enemies in the world with one sword."
"I didn't expect this person to come this time. This is not a good thing."
"It's not a good thing? How do you say this?" The old Taoist priest's words suddenly made Chen Changan confused again.
"I don't know what to say about this yet."
The old Taoist priest returned his gaze, looked at Chen Changan, and then asked:
"Boy, do you know about Tianshui Chen Changan who has been making a lot of noise recently?"
Then, before Chen Changan could reply, the old Taoist priest continued:
"Everyone knows that the reason why Tianshui Chen Changan was forced to become a Confucian in one step is to become a great Confucian."
"The cause of the matter is that Tianyuan Sword Immortal covets a piece of Jedi land called the God and Demon Realm in the Netherworld Sea and Tianshui Sect."
"Because of this, Tianshui Chen Changan's name becomes more and more famous,"
"The name Tianyuan Sword Immortal will be hacked more and more."
"If my estimate is correct, this time the old man came here, he will know the reason why Shui Chen Changan showed up at the auction house a few days ago."
"He's here to settle matters."
"It is foreseeable that there will be a big battle here today."
When the old Taoist priest said this, his eyes couldn't help but wrinkle.
Then, he asked Chen Changan:
"By the way, boy, from the look of you, you seem to be from Tianshui, too. Have you seen Tianshui Chen Chang'an?"
"What kind of person is that?"
"I've seen it."
"A godlike man."
Chen Changan said with a slight smile.
At the same time, he looked back at the group of people in the sky.
He said that the name sounded familiar to him. It turns out that this is what happened.
But Tianyuan Sword Immortal?
Ah.
...
