Su Yuqing's movements were not slow.

He set up a set of tea sets in front of him, and with great care, he twisted out a few pieces of tea leaves curled up like new sprouts from a jade box with an extremely delicate texture, put them in a bowl, and poured water into the teapot, individual cups, and bowls from another jade bottle of similar material.

Then he let out several different moans in succession—no doubt it was some kind of spell. The tea leaves that were placed in the bowl were stretched, and the leaves were stretched, but they looked a little hazy.

Su Yuqing picked up a stick with a very sharp end and a round end, rolled up his sleeve and lifted the pen, and used the tip to outline it on the leaf in the bowl.

I didn't use anything else.

But his eyebrows are delicate, his movements are elegant, and his expression is focused.

Shui Xin's small burrow seemed to be flourishing with his movements.

Even Xu Shanyin, who was the most absent-minded and restless, couldn't help but look at it. He and Shui Xin didn't understand what spiritual tea was at all, but they couldn't feel impatient at all. It seems that Su Yuqing is a picture that is hard to get tired of watching.

After a while, Su Yuqing put down the sharp stick, picked up the tong, gently picked up the pieces of tea leaves, and put them into a separate cup.

Only then did he open his mouth and smile, "There are also some people who like to add something special to the spirit tea, but I like the original taste of this 'cloud and mist peak'." ”

As he spoke, the hazy smoke of those few tea leaves seemed to freeze, and frost spread along with the water in the cups.

This time, Su Yuqing "dug up" the tea leaves piece by piece with a teaspoon and put them in the teapot, and then put them on the fire to cook.

Zhou Hongyao instantly lifted her spirits.

After a while, even if it is simmered over low heat, the frost begins to melt. There is smoke coming out of the top of the lid.

And then. Something wonderful happened.

The smoke suddenly spread in large quantities, and the originally simple hut changed a world in a blink of an eye.

The clouds are overwhelming.

At this time, they seem to be at the height of "being at the top of the mountain, seeing the mountains at a glance", the cold and lonely peaks, and the open platform on the cliff. The rudimentary stone tables and chairs have not changed. But in the current environment, it seems to be extremely suitable and appropriate.

But when you look down from the platform, there are always clouds and mist in front of you.

Pine trees that grow out of the cliffs, steep cliffs. And some incredible animals that still survive on the cliffs, and again, the mountains in the distance......

A qiē all looms in the clouds. Often only a glimpse of it, so. It's even more shocking.

Shui Xin's eyes widened.

It's different from the fantasy world, in such a clear fantasy world. But she didn't feel the slightest falsehood!

The wind has a cold sound, the mountains have a lonely and arrogant atmosphere, the trees have an unyielding heart, and the things have a living spirit.

Even the smell of the wind. It's all like the real thing.

"This is the Lingcha Dao Realm. Su Yuqing's voice seemed quite ethereal in such an environment. "Only those who can derive the Dao realm are spiritual tea. ”

"How to make and brew spiritual tea. They are all handed down from ancient times and belong to a rare 'immortal inheritance'. But as the aura became thinner and thinner, even though the spirit tea trees were always protected, the spirit tea that could be produced became less and less. Moreover, the Spirit Tea Realm is now more difficult to excite. Zhou Hongyao said, her tone was quite proud, "Our 'Cloud and Mist Peak' in Yiqing Valley is not the top spiritual tea, but it is also first-class. ”

Lingcha Realm

Shui Xin muttered these four words several times in her heart.

This kind of spiritual tea realm really gave her a sense of immersion.

But the whole environment is telling its own story at the same time. Unlike normal mountain forests, there is a kind of mountain forest will that is as if there is nothing. This environment is self-contained, and all of them seem to converge into one voice.

But she couldn't.

Other people or animals who have seen the "top of the clouds" for the first time obviously have similar feelings.

Xu Shanyin once again showed a shocked expression.

It was the little wolf who was struggling with the hard lump in his mouth with grief and indignation, and they all sniffled and stared blankly at the drastic change in the environment. The black eyes seemed to be dyed with a bit of spiritual thought.

"Let's have tea. Su Yuqing said.

While holding the teapot, pour tea into four teacups.

The originally clear and colorless water has been dyed with the tender green of early spring.

The tea was poured out, but the spiritual tea ceremony realm did not fade, and it was still lifelike. However, there is a clear and indifferent fragrance in the air, as if on the cliff, the ancient plum born from the snow.

Shui Xin took the teacup and took a sip of tea.

The little sapling of the Zhihai Sword Forging Platform was already looking forward to it. Shui Xin just tasted the taste of tea, and the tea that entered her throat trickled down by the power of Zhihai into a special energy.

Shui Xin couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart.

-- This spiritual tea seems to make the little saplings happy more than pills! Unfortunately, even if the little saplings get nourishment, there will be no immediate feedback. For example, immediate growth and so on. This is like most plants, which grow slowly, and after accumulating energy, it slowly appears.

She temporarily let go of her attention to the little sapling, and thought thoughtfully, "Even if you don't talk about spiritual tea, such a spiritual tea realm is placed on ordinary mortals, which is also a fairy method." ”

It was nonsense, and no one answered her.

But Shui Xin said next, "Wen Yanjun once said that most of the inner and even outer disciples of the Great Gate Sect have been cultivated since childhood. Not to mention the true biography. Well, the mirror is a good thing...... Since he was a child, he has lived in this kind of immortal means, and the life and power of mortals are probably really like ants. So, why do you still have 'Red Dust Refining Hearts'?"

Zhou Hongyao shrugged her shoulders again and said, "It's very simple, strength is respected in the immortal cultivation world, and strength is a qiē." You see, everyone seems to be at the bottom of the mountain, climbing up in a misty environment, hoping to climb to the top of the mountain one day to see the scenery. But the person who climbs on it can kick the person behind him down with one kick. Therefore, the practice of qi is subordinate to the foundation building, and the foundation building is subordinate to the golden pill. One qiē with his own life, cultivation and deeds. I don't think there's anything wrong with that, but it seems too monotonous for Linglongxin. ”

"Mortals are fragile, but they also have more complex emotional relationships because of this. Shui Xin nodded clearly, "Mortals also have a fairly clear class, but mortals also like to rebel against class." I remember there was a saying called ...... Well, the princes and princes are kind of like Xiangning, because there is not such a big difference in their individual strength, and their minds and emotions can sometimes make up for the difference in power. The immortal cultivation realm is different, and the difference between a great avenue realm may be the insurmountable moat of wisdom and quantity. So it can be said that the immortal cultivation realm is actually just an extreme amplification of a part of the order in the mortal world?" (To be continued)

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