Chapter Seventy-Six: Zhang Sanfeng!
Zhang Sanfeng is the ancestor of the Wudang faction, which is basically a well-known thing in the Xia Kingdom, and there are many influences of this master in many film and television dramas, and the history books record this strange man is also very interesting, and there is no record of when he died.
"In this book, it is said that the predecessors returned to the mountains and forests, lived endlessly, and lived freely in the world, but I didn't expect that the predecessors had ascended to the immortal throne." These immortals also abided by the ancient etiquette, and Han Ning replied according to the old etiquette.
Zhang Sanfeng twisted his beard and chuckled, "When I returned to the mountains and forests in order to concentrate on alchemy, the world knew that I founded Wudang with martial arts, but I didn't know that I was the master of Dan Xiu, and later I also ascended to immortal with this feather." ”
"That's a lot of it." Sun Simiao took out a set of tea sets, and one of the three of them placed a crystal clear white jade cup in front of him, and said, "The elixir refined by Zhang Daoyou is also well-known among the little immortals. ”
"It's just an axe." Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand and smiled bitterly, "A mountain is higher than a mountain, and when I arrived in Heavenly Court, I knew that there were many talents here." ”
Han Ning smiled secretly, this Zhang Sanfeng is the best among people in the human world, but once he arrives in this vast heavenly court, he can only be ordinary, this is the same as junior high school and high school, high school and university, talents are eliminated from generation to generation, Zhang Sanfeng is a master, but there is no stupid person who can come to heaven, and naturally he can't stand out from the crowd.
"Seniors don't have to be too humble, at least the world has a very high opinion of your old age, and the sect you founded has continued to the present, which is a rare place to cultivate." Han Ning spoke of relief.
Zhan Sanfeng listened, his expression eased a lot, and he seemed to have found his previous glory.
"Don't mention these unhappy things, come, drink tea!" , Sun Simiao took out a teapot from his sleeve, and as soon as he raised his hand, the tea automatically flew from the teapot to their respective white jade bowls.
Han Ning was very envious of Sun Simiao's hand, no matter how bad people mixed in Heavenly Court, they were also immortals, no worse than mortals, this was worse than others in Tsinghua University, better than mixing in a third-rate school.
The turquoise tea gently overflowed the white jade-like teacup, and the wafting heat had a strong fragrance, Han Ning took a closer look, this tea was not like simply brewing it with hot water, but like crushing the tea leaves and boiling them into porridge, Han Ning remembered a lost craft, and couldn't help but ask, "Old Sun, isn't this tea the popular matcha of your time?" ”
Sun Simiao nodded, "It's matcha, why is Xiaoyou so surprised?" ”
Han Ning sighed slightly, and said that the matcha craft was lost in the Xia Kingdom, and Xiao Japan learned to occupy matcha as his own craft, and told Sun Simiao about the sale of matcha to China.
"How can this be reasonable, this little Japan is not the Japanese country of the past?" Sun Simiao showed an angry face.
"Hmph, the small country of the projectile dares to bully me like this, and Li Er's kid should have destroyed it together when he went east to Goryeo." The era when Sun Simiao lived was the era of Li Shimin's rule, when Li Shimin fought in the south and the north, and the four seas surrendered.
Sun Simiao called Li Shimin Li Er, which made Han Ning almost laugh, which shows that this fierce man is also very bullish when he is alive.
"It's not what it used to be, I'll popularize history for the two old immortals!"
So Han Ning told the two of them about the history after the Ming Dynasty, and both of them gritted their teeth when they listened, hoping that the lower realm would sink little Japan directly to the bottom of the sea.
"It's a pity that the heavenly court and the human world are eternally separated, and the gods must not interfere with mortals, otherwise I will not be ......", Zhang Sanfeng clenched his fist and slammed the stone table.
Sun Simiao and Zhang Sanfeng both lived in the era of the Heavenly Empire, Han Ning could understand the emotions of the two, he eased the atmosphere, "Don't mention it, don't mention it, it's all in the past, drink tea, drink tea." ”
Sun Simiao and Zhang Sanfeng picked up the teacup when they heard the words and took a sip with Han Ning.
"Well, it tastes ......"
After taking a sip, Han Ning was shocked, the taste of this tea was too fragrant, fragrant to the extent that it made people feel like immortals.
Sun Simiao and Zhang Sanfeng looked strangely at Han Ning, who was squinting and enjoying quietly, and then they looked at the tea in their hands, this tea was a very ordinary thing, but thinking that Han Ning was still a mortal, they understood.
Han Ning felt the state of distraction for a while and opened his eyes, and saw Sun Simiao and Zhang Sanfeng looking at him with a smile, thinking that he was a little out of shape, Han Ning immediately sat up straight, but he was thick-skinned enough and didn't care, and said, "Let the two old immortals smile." ”
"Little friend don't care, if you are interested in this tea, I can even give you the process and materials." Sun Simiao took out a small gray cloth bag from his sleeve, "This is the tea I picked up on the floating island when I traveled to Xianshan, this kind of tea is only born on the floating island, so I will give it to you together." ”
"What's so embarrassing!" Han Ning said this, but his hand couldn't help but take the tea leaves, and the floating mountain in Sun Simiao's mouth was an island hanging in the air.
"Xiaoyou gave me a seven-colored deer, and gave me dragon fruit to add a hundred years of cultivation, these are nothing, and we were originally bartering."
Han Ning took the small bag, thinking that there was only a little tea in the bag, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened the black hole in the bag, he couldn't see the bottom, Han Ning said strangely, "Old Sun, there's nothing here." ”
"Haha......" Sun Simiao shook his head and laughed, "It's okay, I didn't make it clear, this is a Qiankun bag, there is a lot of space in it, I'll help you take it out." ”
"Qiankun bag?" Han Ning's hand holding the bag tightened, this is a good thing, "Old Sun, you also gave me this bag." ”
"Then of course, come, I'll help you tie up your consciousness and the bag." As he spoke, Sun Simiao stretched out his right hand, and his index finger tapped on Han Ning's forehead, and then a line with white brilliance came out of Han Ning's head.
Sun Simiao put this line on the Qiankun bag a little, and Han Ning immediately felt the contents of the Qiankun bag, which was a small pile of tea leaves.
Han Ning thanked him, "Thank you, Elder Sun." ”
"You're welcome, this Qiankun bag is the same as the burlap bag in heaven and the world, take it if you like." Sun Simiao's face was indifferent, "I'll teach you the craftsmanship of this matcha, how can the essence of Huaxia be tarnished by others." ”
"Yes." Han Ning was overjoyed, he made a fortune this time, but he didn't expect that the popularity of history would make Sun Simiao's care for him better than in the past.
Zhang Sanfeng was not happy, they all came together, and Sun Simiao couldn't be taken up by himself, he grabbed Han Ning and said, "Han Xiaoyou, the martial arts in this world are not forbidden to be taught, are you willing to practice martial arts with me." ”
Han Ning is even more energetic, he is worried that he will not be able to use all his strength, and he will not be happy to practice martial arts with Wudang Patriarch.