Asgard, the Golden Corridor.

The brilliant and blazing sun is once again blooming in the promenade. Wherever the sun passed, the enemies gave their heads, the demons retreated, and the air was filled with a blazing scorching breath. After the golden light dissipated, Apollo lowered his head a little dazedly with the golden bow in his hand.

In the middle of Apollo's chest, a blood-stained spear blade reflected a sharp cold light, which shook Apollo's eyes, which could be called the first god eye of the Olympian gods, into an instant blindness, which also made his mind that had been running fast appear in a trance for a moment......

When Apollo's vision returned to normal, he could clearly see the hunting bow that was now supporting him. White as snow, as bright as the moon, the white bow body exudes a soft light, like the moonlight that brings a trace of warmth to the creatures at night.

Like his sister Artemis, Apollo also has the name and responsibility of the "God of Hunting", but when many people see the brilliant sunshine around Apollo and the gorgeous set of gold armor on his body, they will always subconsciously think that the hunting bow in Apollo's hand is gold. Indeed, the hunting bow in Apollo's hand has always been shown with brilliant golden rays, but in fact, it is only Apollo's divine power at work, and Apollo has always been the "god of silver bows". Now, the war spear that passed through his chest pierced the divine core in his body with great precision, and Apollo felt that the divine power in his body was passing rapidly, and the silver bow that had lost the blessing of divine power also revealed its true face, which was as soft as the moon.

Feeling the faint breath of the moon coming from the hunting bow in his hand, Apollo actually felt a trace of joy at this life-and-death moment.

This feeling is like a lonely traveler who is walking alone at night and suddenly enjoys the light of the moon, and after feeling a warmth, there is a unique coolness belonging to the moon, so that people will not lose their vigilance when walking at night because of the warmth.

This is the moonlight, bright and subtle, warm and cold.

Oh, I really can't deliver the back as confidently as I did when I fought alongside them.

Apollo tried to turn his head, but found himself stiff and unable to move, and he struggled to open his mouth, only to find that there was nothing to be achieved except to make blood gush violently, and that his throat could not produce any meaningful syllables except for a scalp-tinging hissing sound like a broken wind.

Well, that's it!

Apollo smiled relieved and closed his eyes.

When darkness fell, Apollo smiled at himself inwardly, but his hand clenched the moon-like silver bow.

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The promenade of wood.

Yang Jian was sitting in front of an antique Huanghuali case, picked out a tea cake from the small tea can, and patiently pounded it into powder with a tea mortar, and when the powder was even, Yang Jian closed his eyes and felt the fragrance of the tea powder, until the water temperature in the kettle on the side reached the ideal state, then he opened his eyes and put the tea powder into the tea tray on the side. After doing all this, Yang Jian methodically picked up the kettle boiling on the stove, and scalded the kettle elegantly and skillfully, warming the cup, drying the kettle, placing tea, baking tea, and pouring water...... When the boiling water rushed into the tea cup, he picked up the tea whisk and began to beat the tea, and the uniform force made the tea powder and the boiling water achieve a perfect fusion.

When the tea powder in the tea cup is scalded with boiling water, it exudes steaming heat and aroma, which fills the nose at once, making people feel refreshed. After a while, the tea in the teacup was in this extreme harmony, and the symmetrical foam was overflowing, which reminded people of the snow in the mountains and the sea of clouds in the high sky.

Speaking of which, the Chinese custom of drinking tea began with Shennong tasting herbs, but in the pre-Qin and Han dynasties, tea was no different from other medicinal materials in the eyes of the ancients, as for the prosperity of the tea ceremony, it was a matter of the Tang and Song dynasties, and there was such a record in the Tang Dynasty's "Feng's Wenjian Ji": "The tea ceremony is a great line, and the princes and courtiers are all drinkers." In the Song Dynasty, the tea ceremony became extremely prosperous with the high status of the literati, and people were very particular about the environment, etiquette, operation and other tea drinking rituals of drinking tea, and there were some customary rules and rituals. I also have a very deep understanding of the role of tea in self-cultivation. Even the "tea fight" in which people compete with each other for tea ceremony skills is the romance of literati and ink writers. Song Huizong Zhao Ji is a lover of tea, he believes that the fragrant taste of tea, can make people idle and quiet, endless fun, he once said: "If the tea is a thing, good at the beauty of Ou Fujian, the spirit of Zhong Shan Chuan, the stagnation of the placket and stagnation, to the clear guide and, then the non-mediocre children can know." ”

In the second year of Shaoxi in the Southern Song Dynasty (1191 AD), the Japanese monk Rongxi brought tea from China back to Japan, and since then Japan has begun to grow tea everywhere. At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty (1259 AD), Zen Master Zhaoming of Nanpu came to Jingshan Temple in Yuhang County, Zhejiang Province, China to learn scriptures, exchanged the tea banquet rituals of the temple, introduced the Chinese tea ceremony to Japan for the first time, and became the earliest propagator of the Chinese tea ceremony in Japan. Japan's "Examination of Similar Clusters" has a clear record of this: "The beginning of the tea ceremony, in the Zhengyuan Dynasty, the Chongfu Temple opened the mountain, Nanpu Zhaoming, and was introduced by the Song Dynasty. Japan's "Biography of the High Monks of the Dynasty" also has: "Nanpu Zhaoming returned from the Song Dynasty and brought the tea table and tea props to Chongfu Temple".

It was not until the Toyotomi Hideyoshi era in Japan (AD 1536 ~ 1598, equivalent to the middle and late Ming Dynasty in China) that Sen no Rikyu became a Japanese tea ceremony monk, and held high the banner of "tea ceremony", and summarized the four rules of tea ceremony according to the "Book of Songs": "harmony, respect, purity, and silence", obviously this basic theory was formed under the influence of the essence of Chinese tea ceremony, and its main ritual framework specifications still originated from China.

The tea ceremony in China was the earliest, but it is a pity that although China put forward the concept of "tea ceremony" very early and continued to practice and explore in this field, it has not been able to develop this cause in the name of "tea ceremony" without a clear banner, nor has it standardized the traditional tea ceremony etiquette. The Chinese tea ceremony can be said to be more spiritual than formal. Moreover, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, with the simpler way of brewing bulk tea and the rise of kung fu tea, this cumbersome and complicated tea ceremony gradually faded out of people's field of vision.

But no matter what, Yang Jian was enjoying the authentic tea ceremony at this time. His technique is so sophisticated and impeccable that after the tea is drunk, the tea foam in the cup is not dry, and there is a "bite bowl" that can only appear when the ultimate realm appears.

After Yang Jian slowly put away the tea set and desk in front of him, Shi Shiran glanced at Qin Yingwu in front of him.

At Qin Yingwu's feet, the remains of the fifth wave of skeleton puppets were piled up, and compared to the previous four waves, this time the impact was more intense and violent.

However, no matter how fierce the battle was in front of him, Yang Jian himself and his surroundings were always clean and undisturbed.

It seems that everything about Qin Yingwu is just a fierce movie, no matter how intense the scene is, it is impossible to break the dimensional wall and affect Yang Jian in reality.

"Idiot!" Yang Jian looked at everything in front of him and gave his own evaluation of Qin Yingwu's performance.