Liu Xi's eyes fell on the teacup in Li Mingyong's hand, the tea soup was golden and clear, and the tea fragrance was refreshing.

There is no doubt that this is a good cup of tea that is hard to buy.

No, it can't be described with good tea, it should be said that it is a spiritual tea, a spiritual tea that contains the aura of heaven and earth.

This side is the end of the world, where does the spiritual tea come from?

Unless......

Liu Xi looked at Qiu Changsheng, Qiu Changsheng nodded, reached out and picked up the teapot on the table of the Eight Immortals, and poured water for the teacup in front of him. The strange thing is that he poured it for a long time, but he couldn't pour out a drop of tea.

Li Mingyong was immediately happy when he saw this, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, brother, it seems that I am finished." Why don't I give you some evenness?"

As he spoke, he poured half of the tea in his hand into Qiu Changsheng's teacup.

Qiu Changsheng picked up the teacup and tasted it shallowly, the tea was fragrant. When the tea at the right temperature enters the mouth, it turns into a warm air current, spreading along the limbs to every pore of the body, only to feel comfortable all over the body, like a fluttering fairy.

"Lingwu tea. He said flatly.

Liu Xi didn't doubt it, in fact, she just smelled this rich tea fragrance, the unique nine-song whirling tea mist, and she already knew that this was the famous spiritual mist tea in the cultivation world.

This tea is extremely rare in the monastic world, and the aura is abundant, and it has the effect of cleansing the body and mind, so it is very precious and can be called priceless.

Over time, Lingwu Tea has become a status symbol in the monastic world. People who don't have enough status, even if they have more spirit stones, they can't exchange for a little bit of spirit mist tea.

The scale of Lingwu tea is very small, how small is it? In the entire cultivation world, there is only one tea tree that produces Lingwu tea leaves. This old tea tree is said to have grown for nearly 30,000 years and has given rise to a tree spirit that has taken on a consciousness of its own. In a sense, this Lingwu Tea Tree is already a demon cultivator.

The tea tree has a spirit, and naturally it will not let people pick their precious tea leaves at will. However, this old tea tree grew in the courtyard of a monastic family, so it was inevitable to deal with the family and make deals.

The two sides reached an agreement that the old tea tree would allow the family to pick thirty catties of tea leaves every year. In exchange, the monastic family is responsible for taking care of the old tea trees and protecting their safety.

Relying on this transaction, the family made a lot of money, and it became one of the best monastic families in the monastic world.

However, every Chinese New Year's Eve of thirty pounds of tea, how can there be enough points in the cultivation world, thousands of cultivation sects, and millions of cultivator demon clans?

It's not a business that no one looks down on the Lingwu Tea, and there are many of them who are powerful sects and extremely powerful scattered cultivation forces. In their opinion, as long as they take this old tea tree, where to pay attention to the of thirty pounds per Chinese New Year's Eve, three hundred pounds a year is not enough.

Every Chinese New Year's Eve, thirty pounds of Lingwu tea can make an unpopular cultivator family become one of the best cultivators in the cultivation world, how amazing should the profits of this business be?

However, the reason why this cultivator family has been able to keep the Lingwu Tea for so many years is, of course, its own extraordinary strategy.

Thirty pounds of Lingwu tea every Chinese New Year's Eve, of which ten pounds of tea were given to Qianjimen, and another ten pounds of tea were given to the Heavenly Dao Sect.

In other words, the tea that is actually sold in the world every year is only ten catties.

Rare is expensive, only ten catties of tea have really become a symbol of status, far more precious than the best spirit stone.

And such a profitable business, because of the support of Qianjimen and the Heavenly Dao Sect, no one in the world dares to provoke this cultivator family. At least, it can't be because of the tea tree to go to the trouble of the monastic family.

Lingwu tea, that is, comprehension tea, has the effect of refreshing and enlightening.

Whether it is studying secret techniques or closing the realm of death, as long as the conditions permit, the monk must prepare a pot of spiritual mist tea for himself.

Liu Xi had also drunk the Spirit Mist Tea several times, and it was often when she went to the Heavenly Dao Sect Master's house to get it when she was impacting the realm.

In the entire cultivation world, only the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Thousand Machine Sect had so much spiritual mist tea, which could be supplied to the True Transmission Disciples and Inner Sect disciples for retreat and rush to the realm.

The origin of this pot of Lingwu tea on the table of the Eight Immortals is self-explanatory, and it must have been brought over from the cultivation world by the senior monks.

Thinking of this, Liu Xi looked at Qiu Changsheng and asked casually, "Did you bring the Spirit Mist Tea?"

Qiu Changsheng was silent for a while, and replied with a faint expression: "No." ”

Liu Xi didn't speak, just pursed his lips to show disdain.

Qiu Changsheng smiled and glanced at Liu Xi pointedly: "Although I am a true disciple of the Thousand Machines Sect, I have the right to withdraw the Spirit Mist Tea at will. Unfortunately, I didn't take it once. There is no way, who let me not encounter any bottlenecks and difficulties since the first day of cultivation, and I need to break through with the help of Lingwu Tea. ”

Liu Xi's face was a little unsightly.

Qiu Changsheng smiled slightly, looked at Liu Xi and said, "Otherwise, I will also go back to the sect to get some Lingwu tea, just say that my qualifications are dull and I need Lingwu tea to open my mind?"

Liu Xi's face turned completely black.

Damn autumn slut, this fairy swears to stand with this fang!

She coughed, didn't answer Qiu Changsheng's words, looked at the tea left in Qiu Changsheng's teacup, and said suspiciously, "Although the Lingwu Tea is precious, the monks who can come to the end of the world, each of them is a leader of their respective sects, and they are all eligible to obtain the Lingwu Tea. In this way, it is difficult to tell who brought the Spirit Mist Tea to the end of the world. ”

"It's not hard. ”

Qiu Changsheng spoke: "Although the monks who can come to the end of the Dharma world are all extraordinary, carrying a little spiritual mist tea is nothing. However, carrying more than a pound of Lingwu tea is not something that everyone can do. ”

Liu Xi frowned and said, "How can you tell that the Lingwu tea carried by this monk senior is more than one catty? To make such a pot of tea, you only need three tea leaves at most, and at best it is only two or three grams." ”

Qiu Changsheng knocked on the teacup in his hand, and then knocked on the purple teapot on the table, and explained: "Look at the color of the teacup and the teapot, this is a set of tea sets, okay?"

Liu Xi nodded, this set of tea sets, measured by ordinary people's eyes, is a priceless treasure.

Qiu Changsheng continued: "However, a brand new set of purple sand tea sets, the color when it first comes out of the oven is not so soft, and the color is a little iron blue, which is not particularly good-looking. However, as long as you rub it with your hands for a long time, plus raise a pot of tea every day, over time, the purple clay pot will have an ancient jade color. ”

Qiu Changsheng pointed to Liu Xi: "Look, this color is the color of ancient jade, and it is the color of ancient jade, which is priceless and valuable." This shows that some people have been using tea to raise pots for a long time, and they will develop the unique appearance they have today. Believe it or not, just this purple clay pot and this set of purple sand cups, you and I will be worth the trip. ”

Liu Xi didn't have much research on the purple clay pot, and he wasn't very interested, and said, "You haven't said how to deduce that person has more than a pound of Lingwu tea?"

Qiu Changsheng put down the purple clay pot and said helplessly, "Didn't I say it just now? If you want to make the purple clay pot ancient jade, and it is so warm and heavy, you must make a good pot of tea every day." Just brew and don't drink, and so on for a year, until the tea in the teapot is rich and long-lasting, and it is considered to be cultivated. ”

"The best tea for raising a pot is a single variety of tea, and it is very taboo to use a variety of different tea leaves to raise a pot, which will lead to a complex and scattered tea aroma, and the tea flavor is not strong, and it is easy to disperse. The most important thing is ......"

He glanced at Liu Xi, handed the cup with tea in front of him to Liu Xi, motioned for her to take a closer look, and then said: "There is no tea in this pot of tea, you can see that the tea poured out does not have a trace of tea residue and tea leaves." Therefore, this pot has been thoroughly cultivated, even if you don't need to make tea, you only need to pour boiling water, and what comes out is the original tea. ”

"What was poured out was Lingwu tea, which can only mean that the tea in the pot is also Lingwu tea. At least three years of raising, a pot of tea a day is absolutely not drunk, you carefully calculate, is it absolutely more than a catty? In my estimation, at least this person has about ten catties of tea. And I also know that the scholar is very fond of Lingwu tea, and in the year he disappeared, no one in the Qianji Gate had ever drunk Lingwu tea. ”

The disciples of the sect who can carry more than a pound of tea with them can only do it in the entire cultivation world, and only the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Thousand Machine Sect can do it.

Liu Xi pondered for a while, and sighed: "It turned out to be the teapot of the scholar of Xiaoyao, and it can be seen that he must like this teapot very much, so why does he stay here?"

Li Mingyong had already drunk the cup of tea in his hand, and still felt a little thirsty, so he took the teapot and poured it into his teacup, thinking that maybe he could pour a sip of tea.

Having said that, this golden tea didn't know what kind of tea it was, and it was the first time he had drunk such a good tea.

Who knew that he had poured the teapot casually, but a golden water dragon was really poured out of the teapot......

Qiu Changsheng: "......"

Liu Xi: "......"

The second monk Li Mingyong was confused, picked his head, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Hey, there is water, why did you say it just now?"

He asked casually, not expecting Qiu Changsheng to answer.

Li Mingyong took the teapot, and then poured a full cup into his cup, like drinking elixir and jade dew, and drank it all.

After drinking it, he was not satisfied, poured another cup of golden tea, and drank it again.

After drinking three cups in a row, Li Mingyong put down the teapot, beat Brother Bao with satisfaction, tore open a bag of spirit stones, and ate it slowly.

Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng didn't speak, their eyes fell on the teapot on the table of the Eight Immortals, and their faces were a little gloomy.

After a while, Liu Xi reached for the teapot and poured tea into an empty cup. The result was very disappointing, just like Qiu Changsheng just now, not a drop of tea came out.

Liu Xi quietly put down the teapot in his hand, and his face looked quite normal.

Li Mingyong saw that Liu Xi carried the teapot but did not pour water, so he took the purple clay pot very gentlemanly, and then poured the golden tea at the right temperature in Liu Xi's cup.

Seeing the purple sand teapot that was close at hand, but far away in the sky, the corners of Liu Xi's eyes twitched unconsciously, how ugly and ugly her face was.

Qiu Changsheng didn't have any special words and actions, only congratulated Li Mingyong with a smile.

A space storage ring, and the interior space must be very large, to be extravagant enough to hold an unlimited amount of water.

The magic weapon of space storage has always been a pain in Liu Xi's heart.

She made some storage rings herself, although the space was small and the process was a little ...... What's that, whimsical. However, fortunately, there is almost no threshold for use, and the cost and selling price are very low.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of not knowing the goods, you are afraid of comparing the goods.

The seven or eight jade rings in Liu Xi's hands were compared with the rich and powerful Qiankun pot in Li Mingyong's hand, and they were suddenly not as good as shit.

Too inferior, too vulnerable.

Having said that, this golden tea didn't know what kind of tea it was, and it was the first time he had drunk such a good tea.

Who knew that he had poured the teapot casually, but a golden water dragon was really poured out of the teapot......

Qiu Changsheng: "......"

Liu Xi: "......"

The second monk Li Mingyong was confused, picked his head, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Hey, there is water, why did you say it just now?"

He asked casually, not expecting Qiu Changsheng to answer.

Li Mingyong took the teapot, and then poured a full cup into his cup, like drinking elixir and jade dew, and drank it all.

After drinking it, he was not satisfied, poured another cup of golden tea, and drank it again.

After drinking three cups in a row, Li Mingyong put down the teapot, beat Brother Bao with satisfaction, tore open a bag of spirit stones, and ate it slowly.

Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng didn't speak, their eyes fell on the teapot on the table of the Eight Immortals, and their faces were a little gloomy.

After a while, Liu Xi reached for the teapot and poured tea into an empty cup. The result was very disappointing, just like Qiu Changsheng just now, not a drop of tea came out.

Liu Xi quietly put down the teapot in his hand, and his face looked quite normal.

Li Mingyong saw that Liu Xi carried the teapot but did not pour water, so he took the purple clay pot very gentlemanly, and then poured the golden tea at the right temperature in Liu Xi's cup.

Seeing the purple sand teapot that was close at hand, but far away in the sky, the corners of Liu Xi's eyes twitched unconsciously, how ugly and ugly her face was.

Qiu Changsheng didn't have any special words and actions, only congratulated Li Mingyong with a smile.

A space storage ring, and the interior space must be very large, to be extravagant enough to hold an unlimited amount of water.

The magic weapon of space storage has always been a pain in Liu Xi's heart.

She made some storage rings herself, although the space was small and the process was a little ...... What's that, whimsical. However, fortunately, there is almost no threshold for use, and the cost and selling price are very low.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of not knowing the goods, you are afraid of comparing the goods.

The seven or eight jade rings in Liu Xi's hands were compared with the rich and powerful Qiankun pot in Li Mingyong's hand, and they were suddenly not as good as shit.

Too inferior, too vulnerable.

Too inferior, too vulnerable.