It's another day, today is the last day of the first month, according to the rules of Taihua Mountain, the last day of every decade is a rest day, disciples don't have to practice, you can do what you want to do, yesterday Qingli made an appointment with Senior Brother Lu, Sister Aning, Brother Shu and Senior Brother Wen Ze, to go to Jin Jianfeng to pick tea. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Anyway, being idle is also idle, and it is really an honor to let the master drink the tea that he picked and fried himself, and when he thinks of this, Qingli is full of joy.

Since three of the four of them didn't know how to resist the sword, they were in one place early and headed for the Golden Sword Peak. Lu Haichuan also walked with them, and if he could walk with his little sister, he wouldn't be too far away.

When they arrived, Shu Dashuai was already waiting in front of the mountain gate, greeted each other, and everyone went to the mountain with bamboo baskets on their backs. Lu Haichuan is a frequent visitor here, at this time of year, he will come to pick tea for his master, and his understanding of the situation on the mountain is much more familiar than Shu Dashuai, who has been in Jinjian Peak for ten years.

The mountains are shrouded in mist, and the clouds and snow are rolling slowly. The clear stream flows from top to bottom in the direction of Jianhu Lake, and the sound of tinkling water and the chirping of various birds are heard everywhere, which is very pleasant.

Due to the clouds and mist in the mountains all year round, the stone paths up the mountain are mossy and a little slippery. While leading the way in front, Lu Haichuan told them to be careful, although everyone was a cultivator, this difficulty was nothing to them.

When we reached the top of the mountain, a strong wind blew, the clouds gradually dispersed, and the golden sunlight sprinkled like a light veil, enveloping the terraced rice fields. Looking against the light, the dark green tea garden was crossed with a layer of warm gold, which was so boundless and magnificent, giving people an unprecedented shock and touch.

This is the tea mountain that the disciples of Jin Jianfeng have cultivated for generations, every year, in addition to cultivation, they will also spend some time to manage the tea trees, and the same as the ten miles of peach forest, the tea mountain is the pride of Jin Jianfeng, and the cloud tea has also brought a lot of income to Taihua Mountain.

A monk like Lu Haichuan who has cultivated to the high level of Ning Dan can use spells to pick tea, and the efficiency is first-class, while the disciples below the Ning Dan level, because the inner Dan has not yet been cultivated and formed, the mana is slightly poor, so they can only rely on their own hands.

On the ridge of the field, Lu Haichuan's hands worked, and the Xuan Force was slowly released, like a layer of mist enveloping a bunch of tea trees, with a soft crisp sound, countless tender green bud tips broke away from the branches and flew towards him like eyes. Lu Haichuan lifted the bamboo basket and caught the tea leaves one by one, and his movements were chic and elegant, all in one go.

When everyone stepped forward to check, they were all one bud and two leaves, the quality was the same, Qingli was full of praise for his senior brother's tea picking skills, and sure enough, it was different if he cultivated higher.

It's a pity that I can only use the most primitive method, but Qingli still feels quite happy, after all, every tea bud and every tea leaf is picked by himself, which is full of strong affection, I believe that this kind of tea will bring people a different feeling.

She moved her hands back and forth on the tea tree, her technique was very fast, in this matter, A-Ning, Shu Dashuai and Wen Ze could not compare to her.

After collecting one bunch, Lu Haichuan cast a spell on another bunch, and repeated this several times, until the bamboo basket behind him reached seven points full, he stopped and switched to picking by hand. He did this mainly to accompany his junior sister, otherwise he would have called it a day long ago and returned to Zhaoyaofeng.

If it is only based on their own preferences, it is enough to pick a few dollars to taste the freshness, after all, they are not good at these. But Master loves the qin, the sword, and tea, this is well known, otherwise Qingli and Lu Haichuan would not be so desperate, although the master never asked them to do so.

In the hidden place of the woods, Cao Lijuan secretly took out the demon refining gourd, and was about to open the gourd, Qin Yan and Xiaomeng asked softly: "Boss, will this be too risky, you were just punished last time, if you let the master know about this matter again, wouldn't it be ......?"

"Are you a crow, don't you shut up for me! Don't worry, it's just a low-level little tree demon inside, and it's only been a two-hundred-year Taoist, so it won't hurt their lives, not to mention that Lu Haichuan is here, so don't worry. I just wanted to teach those two little sluts a lesson, and no one saw us, who knew we put it. Cao Lijuan turned her head and glanced at the two.

Oh, Qin Yan and Xiaomeng didn't speak anymore, they just stood quietly and watched, otherwise the boss would say again, are you pigs, no matter how your head doesn't turn.

The corners of her mouth hooked up a sinister smile, Cao Lijuan shook the demon refining gourd in her hand and gently opened the gourd. Suddenly, a faint green gas came out, she blew forward and breathed, and the green gas went in the direction where Qingli and A Ning were.

On the ridges of the field, Qingli was picking at a rapid pace while moving forward. Suddenly, the tea tree in front of him shook slightly, and immediately stretched out countless slender tea branches, constantly intertwining and twisting each other, and in an instant, the whole Qingli was bound.

Her limbs were tied up by tea branches, and her body was full of vines, and the more Qingli struggled, the tighter the tea branches and vines tightened, and her body seemed to be about to be broken, and the pain was extreme.

Help, help...... Qingli shouted desperately, not daring to make any more effort.

A-Ning was beside her, and when she saw this, she immediately rushed up, wanting to remove the vines on her sister's body, but she didn't expect that as soon as she came into contact with it, she was locked by these gossamer-like tea branches, and she couldn't move at all. She resisted desperately, but to no avail, she put herself in a more difficult situation.

"Sister A-Ning, don't struggle, the more you struggle, the tighter you will be entangled, bear with it, someone will come to save us soon." Qing Liqiang endured the severe pain on his body and said to A-Ning.

A Ning nodded, then stopped his movements, at the mercy of the vines, as my sister said, the vines contracted less violently than before, and the feeling on his body was slightly better. It's just that even if such a monster appears in the river or in the woods at the bottom of the mountain, it is really unbelievable that there are even on Mount Taihua.

Suddenly, the two of them felt a tingling pain all over their bodies, as if they had been bitten by thousands of ants, and the tip of the tea branch pierced into their skin like a needle, and began to suck their blood heartily.

These actions were only in an instant, and when Lu Haichuan found out, Qingli and A Ning had already been restrained, there was no trace of blood on their faces, the corners of their mouths began to turn white, and their expressions were much worse than before.

Seeing such an embarrassed two, behind the woods, Cao Lijuan, Qin Yan and Xiaomeng laughed so much that they turned their backs, but they were afraid of being discovered, so they had to slip away quietly.