Hu Fei was wearing a green shirt, his hair was coiled up, a jade hairpin was inserted in his bun, his eyebrows were clear, and the jade tree was in the wind.

He stood there, like a beautiful man walking out of a picture.

The passers-by around all showed admiration for this young man, especially those women who had not yet left the pavilion, and they were even more in love.

Chu Yi looked him up and down and found that he had changed a lot from before.

"Go back and say. ”

Chu Yi put his arm around his shoulders, and the two returned to Zhilan Qingyuan in parallel.

Jing Wuming was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, concentrating on making tea.

"The Book of Tea" has clouds, there are three boils for boiling water, its boiling is like a fish's eyes, there is a slight sound, it is one boiling, the edge is like a spring and beads, it is two boiling, and the waves are three boiling. The above water is old and inedible.

Jing Wuming crushed the tea cakes prepared in advance, poured the best Taibai water into the kettle, and burned the best peach charcoal.

This peach charcoal is made from 500-year-old peach wood, which is one of the eight major scenery of Kyoto. There are many dignitaries and dignitaries in Kyoto, but there are still very few who can use "Taibai water" and 500-year-old peach charcoal.

And these two items were sent by Li Xiang of the Tianji Battalion. Jing Wuming just asked a few words and accepted it.

At this time, the water in the kettle has already appeared like a fish's eye, and there is a slight sound.

Jing Wuming did not put the prepared tea into the kettle, so that the tea could blend.

When the second boiling time, there is a series of beads of foam on the edge of the kettle, and Jing Wuming will ladle out the foam and put it in the cooked bowl for later use.

This foam is also very exquisite, the foam is a small camellia, and the foam is a large flower, all of which are the essence of tea.

Jing Wuming looked serious and waited quietly for the three boils in the kettle.

Xu Zhong stood behind him, motionless and respectful.

When the tea in the kettle rolls and rushes like a wave, that is, the three boils, Jing Wuming pours the foam into the kettle when the second boiling, which is commonly known as "saving the boiling" and "Yuhua".

"Uncle Jing, am I going to leave with Brother Hu today?" Xu Zhong couldn't help but ask after all.

Jing Wuming said while playing: "There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed. Today's separation is also a preparation for tomorrow's meeting. You don't have to be sad. ”

Xu Zhong looked sad, exhaled heavily, and then asked, "Uncle Jing, when can we come back?"

Jing Wuming poured the boiled tea into the purple clay pot, then turned his head to look at him and smiled: "I will naturally come back when I need you." When you get there, just do what you have to do, and don't even think about it. ”

Xu Zhong still didn't understand, and continued to ask: "Uncle Jing, if I learn that my son is in trouble, I won't ignore it?"

Jing Wuming smiled and said, "If it weren't for the news from my mouth, you just have to put it in your stomach." ”

Xu Zhong was silent for a moment, and was about to ask again, when he suddenly heard Chu Yi's hearty laughter.

"Childe is back. ”

Xu Zhong couldn't wait to run over and almost crashed headfirst into Chu Yi's arms.

"What about your Uncle Jing?" Chu Yi asked with a smile.

"Making tea in the yard. ”

"Brew tea, when will Lao Jing still make tea?" Chu Yi smiled suspiciously.

"Dean, then you don't know. When Lao Jing was young, not only was his cultivation great, but his ability to attract butterflies was not small. Don't look at others who are tall and tall, and their appearance is mediocre, the tea-making skills are absolutely first-class, and I don't know how many fairies on the mountain dream of drinking with him. Hu Fei took over with a smile.

Chu Yi said in disbelief: "Is it? Lao Jing is so good at making tea, why haven't I heard him mention it?" ”

"Dean, then you don't know, Lao Jing is a sullen man, how can he tell me these things. If it weren't for ......" Hu Fei was about to boast, when he heard Jing Wuming say indifferently: "Be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth." ”

When Chu Yi heard this, he laughed and said, "Old * Hu, this is a naked threat." ”

Hu Fei coughed dryly twice, cheekily trotted all the way to Jing Wusheng's side, and said with a smile: "Old Jing, what is the relationship between the two of us, I still know it in my heart." Don't worry, I won't say what I should say, and I won't say it even if I don't say it. ”

Chu Yi added: "As long as Lao * Hu doesn't die, he will say anything." Lao Jing, I advise you to slap him to death now, lest he chirp in front of my ear, just like the sparrow. But if you don't listen, your heart will itch. If you listen to it, I feel a little gossip, and it's really embarrassing. ”

Jing Wuming smiled and said, "Childe is in a good mood today. ”

Chu Yi didn't expect him to say his mood in the first sentence, and said with a smile: "Old friends meet, of course the mood is good." What about them?"

Hearing this, Xu Zhong felt a little sad on his face, lowered his head, and did not speak.

"Everyone has their own choices for where they want to stay and where they want to go. Jing Wuming poured the tea and handed it to Chu Yi and said lightly.

Chu Yi naturally heard the meaning, and his expression was slightly lost, but he also understood that this was just in advance.

"It's okay to go. The next time I see them, there should be an even bigger surprise. As the saying goes, where do you not meet in life, you will meet again. Chu Yi drank the cup of tea in one gulp and said with a calm expression.

The tea is fragrant and fragrant.

Hu Fei was a little sad, he came this time to take Xu Zhong to Lingyun Palace.

It was only at this time that Chu Yi knew Hu Fei's true identity.

Hu Fei is the illegitimate son of the hall master of Lingyun Palace, but in order to hide his identity, he took his mother's surname after birth and became an ordinary disciple of Lingyun Palace.

Hu Fei is talented and intelligent, and he is extremely fast at breaking the mirror, but he is also a nosy person, and he despises the rules and precepts of the sect very much.

When he was fighting with his senior brothers, he accidentally seriously injured others, and was expelled from Lingyun Hall according to the door rules, becoming a wild cultivator who ate the last meal but did not eat the next meal.

He had a very comfortable life in Ye Xiu, you can cut people if you have the ability, and after cutting people, you can run if you have the ability, and the days of licking blood on the knife edge are extremely comfortable.

After a long time, with an erhu, he became famous in the rivers and lakes as a Jindan sword repair, and was nicknamed "Yumian Langjun".

It wasn't until he was in Qingyang that an elder of the Lingyun Hall found him and asked him to return to the sect.

At first, he was reluctant to go back, but it wasn't until he heard the words that Jing Wuming said intentionally or unintentionally that he decided to go back to Lingyun Palace.

As a condition for going back, he only needed to take Xu Zhong back to Lingyun Palace.

Returning to Lingyun Palace, Hu Fei changed his name to Muran Ziying and became a closed disciple of the Great Elder of Lingyun Palace.

That's the way it is. It's simple, it's not even a twist and turn, and it sounds a bit bloody.

But it's a story, a story that happened to someone else.

The storyteller can never experience the true inner feelings of the storytellers, and the listeners of the story cannot feel the joys and sorrows of the storytellers.

What Mu Ran Ziying said was very simple, in a word, he is now a complete second generation of immortals.

His true identity is currently known only to those elders of Lingyun Palace, but these are enough for him to run amok.

It's just that after he finished the entrance ceremony, he realized what responsibility was, and he also realized the mission that Chu Yi undertook.

Born as a human being, he is still a man with a handle, and if he doesn't do something earth-shattering, I'm really sorry that I'm a man.

When he figured this out on his own, his heart changed a lot.

So, on this ordinary night, he broke the mirror and became a Jindan monk again.

And this broken mirror was extremely ordinary, but the vision of heaven and earth that appeared made those elders extremely shocked.

There is such a vision of heaven and earth in the Jindan Realm, so the baby is not even more perverted.

Chu Yi listened to him tell the story, happy for him to break the mirror, and happy for him to grow up.

"Ziying, respect you!" Chu Yi said with a smile as he picked up the teacup.

Mu Ran Ziying smiled knowingly and said, "Dean, respect you!"