Mu Li went upstairs to the Tianzi No. 1 room, the door was lightly closed, he knocked lightly on the door before entering.

In the attic, two old men sat opposite each other, their necks blushing.

Mu Li didn't say much, he put down the tea set and began to cook the tea in an orderly manner.

The set of tea sets he brought up, teacups, tea bowls, teapots, saucers, tea houses, tea docks, tea tripods, etc.

Xian Mingxuan's handwriting is not low, the teapot is a purple clay pot, the tea bowl is a blue and white porcelain bowl, and the rest of the tea sets are also beautifully made and the materials are precious.

I'm afraid this set of tea sets alone will cost a lot of money.

Mu Li said that he could make tea, and it was not a lie.

In the former Ziwei Star Immortal Cultivation Realm, he had drunk all kinds of ancient tea immortal tea, and after drinking too much, he naturally had some research and understanding.

Xianmingxuan's tea can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan a cup, because Xianmingxuan's tea is indeed the best tea in the whole of China, which can be described as famous.

However, although this kind of tea is not repulsive, it is not very eye-catching.

Just say that the enlightenment tea of Ziwei Star is rare for a thousand years, and after drinking it, the Shentai is clear, which can help people realize the Tao, and it is a treasure that countless immortal cultivators are chasing. After drinking, the lips and teeth are fragrant, the fresh taste is endless, and every once in a while there will be a different understanding.

Only that kind of tea is qualified to be called immortal tea.

Mu Li walked to the table, lit a small stove, took out a small tea cake from the tea house, and baked it on the stove a few times with tongs.

The tea leaves are slightly yellow, and the fragrance is emitted by roasting.

His every move is not arrogant or impatient, there is stillness in the movement, and he is calm and calm.

After opening the tea cake, he added some charcoal to the stove and put the teapot on the stove when the fire was low.

When the heat came out of the teapot, the mountain spring water began to boil slightly, and some tiny blisters appeared in the water, he scooped a small spoonful of salt and put it in.

When the water bubbles in the pot like a spring, Mu Li scoops out a scoop of boiling water, then pours in the tea foam with one hand and stirs with a bamboo clip with the other.

After a while, the tea in the pot boiled violently, and he poured a scoop of boiling water he had just scooped out, closed the lid, and took the teapot down.

And in the process of making tea, the two old men have been arguing incessantly, arguing so angrily that they seem to jump up at any time and fight face to face.

"I said that those who practice martial arts are the best in their inner family, as long as they have deep internal strength, they can easily do many things that are difficult for outsiders to do." The chubby old man said as he nodded to the table.

"Fart! Relying on internal forces alone, are internal forces endless? When your internal strength is exhausted, what's the use of your realm, no matter how advanced your realm is? It's not at the mercy of others! And the foreign family trains the muscles and bones, and the strength is their own muscles, and the inexhaustible strength is infinite...... "The old man who looks thinner is-for-tat."

"Old man Li, are you not listening? Did I say that the light relies on internal forces? I'm just saying that the inner family is stronger than the outer family, and the current martial artists, even if they major in the inner family, none of them have a little kung fu and their physical strength is not so bad. ”

"Who told you that the inner family must be stronger than the outer family? The outer family cultivated to the peak of invulnerability, and the small body of the inner family was smashed with one punch. ”

The two of you are fighting for each other, blowing their beards and staring at each other in anger, and they have the momentum of beating each other down at any time if they don't agree with each other.

Mu Li didn't say a word, just boiled his own tea.

Martial artists are divided into inner and outer families, inner families practice internal strength, and outer families cultivate muscles and bones.

In today's China, there are many warriors who repair their inner homes, because foreign warriors are not easy to cultivate, and they have to suffer a lot. But in terms of combat capability, the inner family can break out, and the outer family lasts, which can be regarded as having its own merits.

When they can use their internal strength out of their bodies, they will become grandmasters, become martial arts venerables, stand at the peak of martial artists, and be admired by countless people.

Outside the family cultivates the body and bones, and the whole body contains strength, as Old Man Li said, if the qi is inexhaustible, the strength is endless.

The Wuzun realm of the outer family is extremely powerful, and it can crush the inner Wuzun of the same realm, but there seems to be no such character in Huaxia at present, and it only appears in ancient records.

The inner martial artist and the outer martial artist have always been dissatisfied with each other, Mu Li saw that the slightly chubby internal force was much deeper than the other, and the other was strong and tough, which was probably the outer kung fu of cultivation.

This is similar to the two cultivation systems of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the Law Cultivation System and the Body Cultivation System, except that this mortal world is not a little worse than the cultivators of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Mu Li controlled the heat unhurriedly, and when making tea, he was also skillful and gentle, unaffected by the scene in front of him.

A kind of calm and peacefulness that does not hear what is going on outside the window, and all the hustle and bustle is as light as the breeze.

Gradually, his whole body exuded an ethereal aura.

"Huh?" The thin and refined old man Li glanced at Mu Li, and then let out a startled sigh.

The slightly chubby old man Zhong looked at it, and he also stopped his mouth, looking intently at Mu Li making tea.

A tea-making man stopped their quarrel.

A teenager, but he has a calm and calm atmosphere, and his every move of making tea reveals a quiet and ethereal charm.

Before you know it, the attic seems to have become dusty, as if you are in a sea of clouds.

The two old men looked surprised, they had never seen anyone who could make tea and brew an extraordinary artistic conception, and even infected them, making their mood slowly calm down.

"Young man, you're good at making tea...... Are you new here? Old man Li said loudly.

Old man Zhong was also very surprised, usually when the two of them quarreled like this, it would be good if the tea makers who came in were not panicked, but a young boy was so calm, and even brought the people in the argument into the artistic conception of making tea by himself.

Mu Li didn't answer, the good tea had been boiled, he lifted the pot and gently poured two cups of tea, lifted the teacup with both hands, and put a cup of tea on the right side of each of them.

"Those who taste tea, one person gets God, two people get fun, and three people get taste. The two of you might as well calmly sip a cup of tea and talk about it. Mu Li smiled lightly.

The two of them seemed to be infected by him, and each took a sip of their teacups.

"Good tea!" When they took a sip of tea, they all exclaimed in admiration.

After drinking this tea, the whole person slowly relaxed, and the spirit was refreshed.

"Unexpectedly, this small teahouse of my Zhong family actually hides a young tea ceremony master......" Old man Zhong looked at Mu Li and sighed.

Boiling tea is a master, boiling is life, and boiling is Taoism.

However, those who don't understand tea are immortal tea, and they are also turbid water.

"Reputation ......" Mu Li is not shocked, and the clouds are light and light.

"Old man Li, there are tea ceremony masters here today, we are fortunate to be able to drink good tea, what else is there to quarrel about?" Old man Zhong said.

"Tea is the best thing to drink today." Old man Li also smiled.

The No. 1 room of Tianzi has a harmonious scene that has never appeared before.

For the first time, the two old men who had argued again and again in the past put aside their prejudices and laughed at tea.

A pot of good tea, three cups of tea is the best, Mu Li boiled a pot of tea again, and the two watched intently, admiring again and again.

"Little brother, your tea-making skills are really admirable, you must also have a dabbling in martial arts as an existence like you......" Old Man Li looked at Mu Li and couldn't help but ask.

He could see that Mu Li seemed to have a bit of a martial arts background.

"A little dabbling." Mu Li replied.

"Presumably you also know what we are arguing about just now, why don't you come and give us a comment, this martial arts cultivation, is the outer family stronger than the inner family?" Old man Li said with a smile.

"Old man Li, you are really stupid. Even if this little brother understands something, it is common for him to not study martial arts deeply at his age, aren't you embarrassed? Besides, it's clear that the inner family is stronger than the outer family! ”

At Mu Li's age, they don't see anywhere, and their grandchildren are at most in the realm of junior martial artists.

The two of them suddenly quarreled again.

Mu Li understands that these two people have extraordinary identities, but they always pull outsiders to judge when they quarrel, no wonder the people in the teahouse feel embarrassed.

It's not good to offend either side.

According to the words of this chubby old man Zhong, this teahouse is still his, no wonder the teahouse manager is trembling.

It is said that except for Zhang Xiaoqin, basically no one can deal with these two stubborn old men, and the other people who came up were fired one after another.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaoqin couldn't come to make tea, so the manager was so anxious and nervous.

"If you want me to say it, I'll say it." Mu left his mouth and said, and the two old men looked over.

"You two, you're not right......"

Downstairs in Xian Ming Xuan, the manager of the teahouse, who had been listening intently to the movements upstairs, was breathless, and his heart became uneasy.

Because Tianzi No. 1, who had still had a sound before, suddenly fell silent, and there was no sound at all.

"Something can't be wrong, right? I'm so confused that I should not believe ......the boasts of a strange young man."