Three days later,
The Zhuxian Sword Formation buzzed for a while, and accompanied by a hearty laughter, there was an old man on the top of the South Peak.
The old man is dressed in linen clothes, with a happy expression and a pair of bright little eyes, which makes people feel like they are taking a breath of spring breeze.
"The ancestors are here, and the flowers are shining brightly, but they are far away..." The good time is welcomed with a smile.
"Haha, you and I are still doing this! Just make the tea." Kun Wuya interrupted his polite words with a smile, as if he was troubled by Liangchen's behavior.
"The spiritual tea has been prepared for a long time, ancestor." Liangchen lifted the lid of the pot, and saw countless white hairs hanging in the light green tea water floating up and down. After a gentle sniff, the fragrance of tea overflowed, and the spiritual energy filled his nose.
"The quality is good!" Kun Wuya couldn't wait to hear it after just one sniff.
Liangchen immediately poured a bowl for Kun Wuya.
"Gan Hui Cha, ancestor, try it."
Kun Wuya paused after hearing the sound. He probably had never heard of this tea in his memory. He blew lightly and took a shallow sip along the rim of the tea bowl.
"Chiliu——" a sound!
"Uh-" Kun Wuya pursed his lips slightly, but then his brows furrowed, as if he was very surprised.
"The fragrance is fragrant, why is it so bitter?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Liangchen had no intention of defending himself, which made him even more surprised.
Ordinarily, it has been a long time since we last met, and I also asked him to prepare good spiritual tea. The boy should not fool himself like this.
He blew lightly again and took another big sip of the Lingcha from the bowl.
The aroma is stronger and the bitterness is stronger!
After finishing the bowl of tea, he thought about it and spoke again:
"This tea can be ranked among the middle-grade ones at most. Even though it has a novel taste, it is a little unoriginal when I take it out today!" Kun Wuya suddenly complained with some dissatisfaction when he thought that two of the three pieces of good news were directly related to good times. .
"Haha, this tea is divided into two brews. A total of two bowls are made into a set. This is the opening tea. Ancestor, try this bowl again." Liangchen saw his winking look and immediately started laughing too.
I saw him gently holding up another blue and white tall pot on the table and filling the cup for the ancestor again.
This bowl of tea has no spiritual energy and a very weak aroma, as if it is just a pot of tasteless boiling water.
No wonder I didn't notice there were two pots of tea on the table just now.
The ancestor looked at the pale white tea in the bowl and tested the temperature with suspicion. The water temperature was just right. With a mouthful of tea, he immediately drank the whole bowl of tea in one gulp.
The tea tastes very light in the mouth at first, as if it is really white water, but the next moment, the remaining bitter taste in the mouth suddenly explodes, turning into a sweetness and rushing into the throat,
The tasteless boiling water instantly turned into a clear spring, instantly moisturizing his body.
"interesting!"
"interesting!"
Kun Wuya's face turned slightly red and he praised continuously!
I don't know whether I was a little embarrassed by my teasing words just now, or I was dazzled by the joy of suffering.
"Hurry up and fill it up!" He directly stretched out the cup and asked:
"What is the origin of this tea!?"
"Sandthorn, a kind of tea tree in the desert, grows on the Fountain of Youth. Because the roots go into the spring, it smells aura, but the roots are bitter, so it only has aroma but no taste. The leaves grow in the desert and are blown by the wind. After being exposed to the sun, it loses its aroma. But after brewing it with the roots, and then watering it with the leaves, the sweetness of the tea can overflow!" Liangchen said slowly.
"That's it!" Kun Wuya suddenly smiled and drank a cup of root tea and a cup of leaf tea alternately.
After more than ten cups, he burped and slowly put down the teacup.
"Seeing that you are so thoughtful, I will tell you some good news first." Kun Wuya pretended to be mysterious.
"Ancestor, please tell me." Liangchen was very happy when he heard this. He didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.
"The God-Gathering Pill is ready, and two of your portions came out!" Kun Wuya said, holding out a jade box as if to show off, and slowly pushed it in front of Liangchen.
When Liangchen heard the first sentence, his face was filled with joy. When he heard the second half of the sentence, he became even more happy and opened his mouth.
"The ancestor's sage has unparalleled hands, he can really turn stone into gold!" Liangchen was so happy that he flattered Kun Wuya.
"Haha, if there is a hand in this world that can turn stone into gold, I am afraid it must be you!" The ancestor glanced at Liangchen and said with a meaningful smile.
"Ancestor is joking, even the pills that attack the realm of gods can be refined at will, turning stones into gold is an understatement!" Liangchen waved his hand quickly.
"You kid, don't be humble. The old man just came out of seclusion and heard that the Sword Sect was searching for the secret scroll of the Mysterious Treasure. If my guess is correct, although there are several refining masters in the Sword Sect, there are probably no one who dares to refine the Mysterious Treasure. It’s just you!” Kun Wuya praised.
"Haha~ My ancestor really has a keen eye, and I can't hide anything from you. But I just have itchy hands and want to give it a try, but I'm not sure at all." Liangchen didn't hide anything, and poured a glass for Kun Wuya again. tea, then slowly picked up the jade box, opened it gently,
Two colored pills as big as dragon eyes emitted a mottled halo of light and came into view.
At the same time, a faint fragrance hit his nostrils, making Liangchen tremble all over.
"It is indeed a realm-breaking pill that can impact the transformation of gods!" Liangchen praised softly, closed the jade box and slowly put it into his bag.
"My ancestor helped me defeat the enemy before, and now he helps me refine the elixir. I really don't know how to thank you!"
"Haha. What are you talking about!" Kun Wuya drank the spirit tea and signaled Liangchen again to quickly pour a second cup.
Liangchen changed the teapot and filled it up again.
Ku Wuya drank it all in one gulp, his brows suddenly widened.
"The second good news is related to your weapon refining." Kun Wuya pretended to be mysterious and said.
"Oh! Could it be that the ancestor has news about the Mysterious Treasure Secret Scroll!" Hearing what he said, Liangchen's heart was shocked again, and he immediately asked with expectation on his face, guessing.
"Haha~ No." Seeing him like this, Kun Wuya laughed loudly, and then shook his head like a rattle.
"This... ancestor, please don't titillate people... tell me quickly." Liangchen's eyes dimmed when he heard this, and then he urged.
"What do you think this is?" Kun Wuya raised one hand, and there was a black slip in his hand.
I don’t know what kind of material the black slip is made of. It’s like jade or stone, with little grains of sand on it, like stars.
Liangchen took the black slip, the golden pearl of consciousness turned slightly, and a golden light instantly hit the black slip.
At first, there was no expression on Liangchen's face, but as time went by, a look of surprise appeared on Liangchen's face.
After a while,
"Surprisingly, it can still be like this!" "Wonderful!"
Accompanied by such mutterings, the surprise on his face had faded away, and instead became covered with a red light, as if he had encountered a great happy event.
Seeing this, Ku Wuya didn't bother him. Instead, he poured himself a glass of wine and tasted the alternating bitterness and sweetness on his tongue with a smile on his face.
