Take out the jade bottle, remove the stopper, pour out a few pieces of petal spirit tea, and drop it into the pot.
As the two watched quietly, they took out two different jade bottles and poured a few drops of the sacred spring from the Wanli River and the Styx into the purple clay pots.
This is the most magical and precious spring in the world.
In order to help his master learn the truth, Li Xiuyuan decided to give it a try at all costs tonight.
While the two of them were stunned, Li Xiuyuan picked up the hot spring water from the stove and gently poured it into the purple clay pot.
As a unique cold fragrance spread out, Li Xiuyuan sighed faintly.
He whispered in an almost inaudible voice: "Here are the cold plums from Meishan Mountain, the cold plums from the Tang Dynasty Snow Mountain, and the cold plums from..."
Hearing this, Nalan Ruoyu was so excited that she was speechless.
After listening to Li Xiuyuan's words, she understood that this spiritual tea was more precious than the one on Meishan Mountain.
The old man sighed again and again, thinking that probably only his disciples in this world could have such a heaven-defying opportunity.
However, Li Xiuyuan hasn't finished speaking yet.
Looking at the two people, he continued: "But this spiritual tea was planted by myself, watered with snow water from the snow-capped mountains, and bathed in the most incredible essence of the world..."
"My master once warned me not to give this spiritual tea to any monk in the world where I am..."
Picking up the purple clay pot, Li Xiuyuan slowly poured spiritual tea into their cups.
He smiled and said, "Tonight, let's create a miracle together."
For Master Nalan Ruoyu to hear the Tao and become a saint, this is no longer a miracle, but a miracle in heaven and earth.
The old man picked up the teacup in front of him, sniffed it gently, and said excitedly: "In this case, I will also benefit from it!"
The old man, who had not broken through for a long time, just smelled the faint cold fragrance and concluded that tonight would be a sleepless night.
Nalan Ruoyu held up the spiritual tea in front of her with both hands and sniffed it gently.
Then he looked at Li Xiuyuan and the old man and smiled lightly: "I didn't expect that as a master, I would have to rely on my precious disciple to realize the opportunity of becoming a saint."
Li Xiuyuan took a sip from the cup and said with a smile: "To me, this is just an ordinary cup of tea."
Nalan Ruoyu ignored him, but took a careful sip from the cup...
"Wow!" With a cry, just when she was about to spit out the sip of spiritual tea, a warm little hand quickly covered her mouth.
"Hold it, tea is like life, Master, don't forget..."
Upon hearing this, Nalan Ruoyu's eyes burst into tears, and she did not dare to spit them out anymore. Instead, she nodded gently to show that she understood.
The old man said he didn't believe it. It was just a spiritual tea, how could it be so magical?
Looking at Nalan Ruoyu, she smiled, picked up the cup and took a small sip...
"Oh!" sounded out, and the old man instantly covered his mouth with his left hand, and tears flowed down his face in an instant.
I don’t know if he was aroused by the indescribably bitter taste of this spiritual tea, or if it reminded him of the sad past on his spiritual journey.
Looking at the appearance of the two people, Li Xiuyuan sighed.
He smiled bitterly and said: "This first cup of spiritual tea was tasted by the disciple himself and the master. Not to mention the two masters, even my master almost spit it out."
The Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in the world, namely: birth, old age, illness, death, the meeting of resentment and hatred, the separation of love, the raging of the five yin, and the inability to get what you want.
The Eight Sufferings are the eight kinds of suffering suffered by all living beings in the six paths of reincarnation, and are the essence of suffering among the Four Noble Truths.
You should know that these eight kinds of suffering, as well as the existence of outflows, are actually suffering due to persecution. The essence of truth is ignorance and love. It can be the cause of the eight sufferings.
Know this episode. Truth is the cause of suffering. The one who destroys truth. Ignorant love is destroyed by the cause of suffering. You should know this is annihilation. The truth is cessation. The truthful one.
The Buddha said that the Eightfold Path is: one right view, two right mindfulness, three right thoughts, four right actions, five right effort, six right speech, seven right livelihood, and eight right concentration. These eight methods are.
Truth is the holy path. If a person is diligent and observes these four dharmas, he will quickly escape from life and death and reach the place of liberation...
Just as the two of them were holding a cup of spiritual tea that was unique in the world, they were silently comprehending.
Li Xiuyuan did not tell Nalan Ruoyu the ways of being a saint. In his opinion, these were the ways that Yun Tianhong should have told his master countless times.
At the moment, he just wanted to explain Buddhism to the two of them.
In his opinion, even the Buddhist way is also the holy way. Otherwise, the old monk on the edge of Meishan Mountain would not have become a saint after hearing the way.
A ray of starlight spread from the window of the main hall, and the master who drank two cups of spiritual tea fell into an epiphany.
Nalan Ruoyu's face was still stained with tears and her brows were furrowed.
It seemed that he was reminded of the happiness of his childhood and the various difficulties after practicing cultivation, so that he watched helplessly as his master passed away because he could not find the opportunity to break through...
The old man returned to the great battle that year, and two of the seven peaks were reduced to ashes... I don't know how many passionate monks died in that shocking incident.
The two of them were each thinking about their own concerns, but Li Xiuyuan got into trouble.
I wonder what's going on with you guys?
Do you want me to take Master to the cave on the top of the mountain? I don’t know if she has realized the calamity of the five declines of heaven and man?
When he was overcoming the tribulation, his master helped seal the cave.
At that time, Li Xiuyuan no longer had the strength to seal the entrance of the cave, so he could only rely on the power of the old Taoist priest, and he did not want Mu and Mu to witness his miserable state.
And he didn't know what kind of changes this spiritual tea could bring to the old man.
He could only hold a cup of tea and stare blankly at the two people in front of him, hoping that the old man would wake up before Na Ruoyu.
On top of Meishan Mountain.
A ray of starlight quietly shone on Yun Tianhong leaning against the window. The female saint, who was feeling something, looked at the void outside the window and murmured: "Brother, something big is going to happen in Tianyun Holy Land..."
The old monk who was chanting sutras under a lone lamp in the wooden house was startled when he heard the words, and then smiled and said: "Do you want to go and join in the fun?"
Yun Tianhong sighed: "I don't understand. How can he, a useless guy, wander around in the heavens?"
The old monk shook his head and replied quietly: "Everyone has his own destiny, so don't envy him. He is also your descendant."
Suddenly, a fat fish jumped out of the lake outside the wooden house and looked at the old monk in the wooden house.
It didn't understand why the old monk didn't put bait into the lake after several days?
When the old monk heard the movement in the lake, he shook his head, reached out and grabbed a handful of fishing bait on the bookshelf, walked outside the house and looked at the fish and laughed.
While waving the bait in his hand, he said: "I will eventually leave one day, what will happen to you at that time?"
The fish didn't care about the old monk's nagging, they just swam to grab food.
He thought to himself: "You are not a fish, how do you know the happiness of a fish? Why don't you take me and leave with you?"
The old monk was startled, then quietly looked at the fish with its head exposed in the lake and smiled: "Then you have to transform first?"
When Yun Tianhong saw that Lao Shang didn't reply to her immediately, she saw a night bird standing on the plum tree outside the window, looking at her curiously.
Yun Tianhong frowned slightly and waved his hand to drive it away, but the bird didn't seem to be afraid of people, and instead called at her twice.
That means the same thing as the fish in the old monk's lake. You want to take me away with you?
"Senior brother!" Yun Tianhong shouted quietly.
The old monk sighed and replied: "Let's get together. Since he wants to help his master break through the limitations of heaven and earth, we also show our intentions and help the woman."
"That's pretty much it. Don't forget, he has not forgotten you..."
After saying that, a starlight fell from the window, and the starlight turned into a breeze, crossing the mountains and heading towards the Bamboo Peak.
Li Xiuyuan in the Yaoguang Palace looked at the old man in front of him blankly and thought to himself, why don't you wake up quickly?
If something happened to Master, he couldn't survive the calamity in this hall, right?
Just as he was thinking about it, two stars entered the hall and took away Nalan Ruoyu who was in the process of enlightenment, leaving behind a kind-faced old monk.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, then stood up, clasped his hands and saluted: "Where did the starlight come from to attract these two seniors to Zhufeng?"
The old monk smiled and replied: "Tell me, where did the starlight come from that brought you here?"
Li Xiuyuan chuckled: "To be honest, senior, I am not in front of you, I am in the past of time... The Buddha said that the past is not accessible, but I am experiencing it..."
After saying that, he looked at the purple clay pot in front of him and had to clean it up with a wry smile, thinking that it was so good that he actually wanted to make Erdao Ling Tea.
Fortunately, with the help of the two saints, even if the old man didn't wake up, he wouldn't be in trouble.
Hanmei Lingcha was originally a female saint from Meishan. He did not expect to meet the two saints at Zhufeng tonight, and he was secretly happy.
Maybe in a few years, Tianyun Holy Land will also have a saint on the surface.
She was still a female saint. From then on, there was another female saint in Xuanwu Continent.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the old monk and laugh silly...
The old monk didn't understand what he was thinking, but replied: "Buddha said that the past mind cannot be obtained, which refers to mortals who have not yet become enlightened... Are you taking advantage of my loophole?"
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly and said: "I just thought that I was only halfway through the catastrophe of the five small declines of heaven and human beings, but I personally created two quasi-sages..."
It won't be long before Wu Xin becomes a saint immediately after turning into a mortal.
Not to mention the master Nalan Ruoyu who was helped by three saints in front of him. Thinking about it, Li Xiuyuan was very excited.
The old monk nodded and said with emotion: "You have something to be proud of. Seriously speaking, although you have not yet become a saint, you have already reached the level of a saint's teacher."
Li Xiuyuan was startled and quickly replied: "I am scared, but I don't have such big thoughts. Today, it was just a storm in the desert, and it almost killed me."
Quietly, Li Xiuyuan told the old monk what had just happened.
Then he sighed: "That was the most terrifying battle since I started practicing. I faced an opponent that I couldn't beat to death, and I couldn't escape... It was really like the battle of a lifetime, but there was no hope."
While he was talking, a breeze came into the Yaoguang Hall, but it was the female saint Yun Tianhong who came to Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan stood up to greet the female saint, and then said respectfully: "Thank you, senior, for your help. I wonder if my master can hear the truth and break through the realm?"
Yun Tianhong did not answer, but smiled faintly: "Hurry up, let me try your spiritual tea that can make Nalan listen."
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly, and followed the previous instructions to brew another pot of Hanmei Ling tea.
The old monk thought for a while and replied: "In my opinion, your life and death struggle in the illusion is better than many people who have practiced hard for decades."
"How do you say this?"
Li Xiuyuan asked while carefully pouring hot spiritual tea into the cups of the two saints.
"If you can't win, you will either run away or die. How about tossing the line between life and death again and again?"
The old monk said seriously: "The experience between life and death is the most rare. It is really rare for you to have such an experience as a mortal."
Yun Tianhong ignored the two of them, but picked up the teacup in front of him and sniffed it gently.
Then he pointed at the old man in front of him and asked: "Your teacher also drank this spiritual tea and learned about it?"
Li Xiuyuan chuckled: "The junior master said that this spiritual tea is probably unique and there will never be such an opportunity again."
Yun Tianhong was startled, frowned and replied: "I don't believe it!"
