"Genting Linglu Tea. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Lu Ming watched Li'er take out a piece of tea from the jade box, it was the fourth-level spiritual tea that the Fei shopkeeper in Tianyunfang City entertained Lu Ming, and he cherished it very much, and as a strong man of the Yuan Infant Nine Heavens, he only got six pieces.

The handsome young man sat silently, and the old man was a little interested, so he turned to stare at Li'er's concentrated tea, and muttered: "What's the difference between Lingquan making tea and feeding crows and meat buns beating dogs." ”

The hot spiritual spring falls into the teapot like a waterfall, the intoxicating fragrance spreads, the action of pouring tea in the pear has a kind of indescribable softness, very smooth, without a trace of sound, the spout pours between the water hanging a line, the big eyes of the grapes stared at the tea from the spout into the teacup without blinking, as if carefully measured, a pot of tea is divided into four cups of tea, no more, no less, no increase.

"The elbow will turn outward." The old man said a sentence in his belly, compared it, and found that the tea in the teacup of the handsome young man and Lu Ming was faintly higher than a line, so he grabbed the teacup, "slurred", and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, like a cow chewing a peony, smacking his mouth, suddenly staring at the bull's eyes, and wanting to stare out of his eyes.

Lu Ming pears are all holding the teacup on the end of the nose, smelling the fragrance while it is hot, and then moving it from the end of the nose to the mouth, drinking it all in one gulp, not swallowing the stomach, but holding it in the mouth to taste, the fragrance and sweetness of the tea, slowly swallowing into the stomach, with the tea into the throat, the limbs and bones can not be said to be happy, the whole person is refreshed, and even the mood has become comfortable.

"Pretend, the world is as black as a crow." The old man chattered dissatisfiedly, and suddenly spoke with great interest, "Boy, do you know who Deathwing is? Did you know that Deathwing's enemies are all over the world? Why don't you come to my door, the old ladies of the Tianxian faction will wait with a smile, and think about the old lady back then, and ...... under the pear tree with that old lady."

Li'er glared at the old man angrily, her big eyes were like black jewels, flashing with a dangerous aura, as if to say, "If you keep talking, I'll ......"

The old man sneered, shut up, and instead stared at Lu Ming with burning eyes, "It must have been Deathwing's demagoguery that bewitched this stunned young man." ”

Lu Ming was a little unsure who this fishing old man was, but he could also see that the old man in front of him was not amazing, dressed in a cloak and wearing a hat, and the old man who could no longer be soiled, was no weaker than the Wings of Death, and opened up a small space in the gap of space, although it was only one acre and three points of land, compared to the small space of tens of millions of miles in which the ancient great supernatural powers were at every turn, it was simply not worth mentioning.

According to the words of the handsome young man, this fishing old man cultivates to almost ascend to the immortal, and there can be a few people in the world, and he may not be comparable to the great supernatural powers in the future, and he will achieve a small space within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

"Thank you for your kindness." Lu Ming clearly felt the kindness released by the fishing boss, but he still chose to believe in the intimacy in his heart, he faintly felt that Deathwing would not harm him, otherwise, with the cultivation of a handsome young man, it would never be so troublesome, and it would never be an easy task to lead people through the cracks in the space.

He took a deep look at the handsome young man, his tightly closed eyes covered up the tiredness, but his face was just gray, betrayed him, and he hurried to recover himself for a moment, and the fourth-level top spiritual tea of the "Genting Linglu Tea" ignored it, letting the green smoke curl and gradually disperse.

Lu Ming vaguely felt that concern, and was cautious, unwilling to have any accidents.

Li'er squinted her eyes with a smile, as if she was laughing at the fishing elder, as if Lu Ming had rejected the old man and helped her take revenge.

Suddenly, the old man's expression was straight, "Li'er, put away the tea set, Lao Huang is here." As he spoke, he put away his hat, straightened out the clothes on his body, and pinched his hand, and the gray mist around him was suddenly isolated by a wall, and suddenly a backyard like an island was suspended in the crack in the space, and the terrifying scene disappeared, just like the backyard of an ordinary farmer's house, and more than a dozen spiritual plants gradually covered their divine light and became ordinary, like wild grass and wild flowers on the roadside.

The handsome young man's expression moved, and the tea in the cup fell into his mouth like a long whale absorbing water, and there was no drop left.

Just when Lu Ming thought that another top strong man came to pay a visit, and the old man was waiting for him, an old farmer was dressed in plain clothes, his trousers were rolled up, his bare feet were still yellow mud had not dried, his black-brown face was crawling with wrinkles, and his big black-brown hands, densely covered with fine lines, carried a mud jar, and walked into the backyard, "Brother, I came to you for a drink." ”

Lu Ming wiped his eyes, full of disbelief, and his divine sense found out that this old farmer was still a mortal with no cultivation at all, and he was a complete old man with his back to the loess and the sky.

"The fishing boss is waiting for a mortal?"

The fishing old man's face was a little unhappy, Lu Ming retracted his consciousness stupidly, Li'er put down the big bowl in his hand, covered his mouth and chuckled, stepped forward enthusiastically, and took the mud jar in the old man's hand.

Lao Huang, the farmer, was surprised to see the handsome young man, dressed gorgeously, like a celestial, his expression was much more restrained, rubbing his hands, and rubbing and rubbing on the faded clothes, "Brother, who are these two?" ”

The fishing boss beckoned disappreciatively, "Lao Huang, it's just two people passing by to rest, come and sit." ”

The pear skillfully put the big bowl on the table, and the cloudy wine fell into the bowl with a pungent strange smell, and the fishing old man couldn't wait to pick up the big bowl, "Come on, dry." ”

The shock in Lu Ming's eyes has not yet dissipated, with a strong incomprehension, a supreme powerhouse who is obviously the Yuan Infant Nine Heavens has become a close friend with an old man with crops, and the old man with crops walked into the backyard, this old man with crops is obviously extremely familiar with this place, which is completely incomprehensible with his knowledge and experience, a transcendent immortal cultivator and a mortal, no matter how you look at it, it is so incongruous.

Lu Ming politely picked up the big bowl and took a small sip, his brows furrowed suddenly, the turbid inferior wine, the entrance was sour and spicy, difficult to swallow, the hesitation in his eyes flashed, and he swallowed the wine in his mouth, he couldn't understand how the fishing boss swallowed a big bowl of wine into his stomach without changing his face.

Li'er covered her mouth and chuckled, and after filling the fishing Lao Suo and the crop man Lao Huang with wine, she playfully added some to Lu Ming's bowl, but the edge of the bowl was not spilled.

Lu Ming grimaced, and looked at the handsome young man with hopeful eyes, still meditating, his expression had improved, and he should be back to his original state soon.

"Brother, a few days ago, Lao Zhang's son next door begged for a daughter-in-law, everyone was happy, drank for half a night, and the village chief drank high and got into the pigsty ......"

"Haha...... Old Huang ......"

Between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the fishing Lao Huang of the crop Han Lao Huang's vulgar and slightly fishy yellow joke led to laugh from time to time, and a pot of turbid wine soon bottomed out, and the crop Han Lao Huang left with the pot.

After a while, the handsome young man opened his eyes, his nose fluttered, he was accustomed to picking up the big bowl and drinking it dry in one gulp, without the slightest change in his expression because of the inferior quality of the turbid wine, as if he had long been used to drinking, he glanced at the big bowl in front of Lu Ming, it was full, his eyes were condensed, and he stared at Lu Ming, "Drink it." ”

The eyes of the handsome young man were extremely sharp, and Lu Ming's scalp was numb, and his heart trembled, as if Lu Ming didn't drink it, he was going to forcibly pour it into Lu Ming's abdomen.

Lu Ming smiled bitterly, picked up the bowl, hesitated for a while, and then drank it all, his stomach kept rolling, Lu Ming's face was very ugly, this inferior wine, I am afraid that the vast majority of immortal cultivators will not be able to enter it, and they are used to drinking the spirit fruit brewed out, mellow and sweet spirit wine, this kind of inferior mortal wine, I am afraid that I will vomit when I smell it.

"Pretentious." The old fisherman sneered.

The handsome young man nodded, stood up and said, "Don't bother much." He took out a delicate jade box and handed it to Li'er.

The jade box is extremely exquisite, the seal is engraved with rune formations, Ambilight, and there is a rune seal sealed on it, Li'er is not polite, smiling and smiling hands take it, and the hand is pinched, and the surrounding walls suddenly dissipate, revealing the vast gray mist of dead ashes and silence.

In the wrapping of the gray curtain, the handsome young man carried Lu Ming and re-stepped into the spatial rift.

Li'er skillfully pinched the trick, unlocked the seal of the talisman seal, opened the jade box, and was immediately attracted by the spirit grass lying quietly in the jade box, opened her mouth wide, and her eyes widened, "Purple Pole Starlight Grass?" ”

I saw that the spirit grass, the purple color of the whole body, the starlight looming at the veins, kept circulating, as if a spirit grass covered the heavens and stars, very spiritual.

Hearing this, the fishing boss was stunned for a moment before shaking his head and said: "The Deathwing inheritance has lasted millions of years, and the background is shocking, put it away, no wonder that kid would rather be accompanied by a crow than with you, Pear." Speaking with a sad face, it seems that no one wants this pear.

Li'er glared at the old man angrily, and said a strange word, Fang put away the jade box, and got into the hut, not wanting to pay attention to the fishing Lao Suo.