The sky was a little overcast, and the clouds were getting thicker, and although it was not yet evening, it already felt like it was overcast.

Martin won.

Regarding Martin's victory, the onlookers were caught off guard and subverted their cognition, and the so-called end before it began, maybe this is what they are talking about. Sith and Master Yanqing were over before they even knew what had happened.

Martin himself was confused, looking at Seater lying on the ground in front of him with wide eyes, he didn't believe himself, and even suspected that the other party had released water.

Although Martin was under a lot of pressure during the time of a stick of incense, he had no sense of expectation after all, and he thought that it was normal to lose, so he didn't take it too seriously. He continued to summarize the problems and skills he had learned with Zhang Yuanlai in the past month or so, and combined with the experience of the two of them, he seemed to have found a special way.

He felt like he could fight Seter for at least 100 rounds. Since Shi Geng is such an experienced head of the head of the sect, he can't take advantage of the fierce boxing method, so he simply gambles, puts aside the previous boxing style, and tries the Taijiquan method that Zhen Feng said.

After a stick of incense, in full view of everyone, the two fought each other.

Seite didn't back down, opening and closing one punch head-on with his waist strength, and the other punch was ready to go. The overall boxing structure is compact, simple, robust and agile, and the strength is strong like a strong arrow.

In the past, Martin needed to stabilize his body and parry with both hands, but at this time, he gently avoided it, and continued to bring the strength of this punch forward, and a ball of energy hit the air, and the inertia made Sit rush forward two steps. With this force, Martin's fist wind pulled up a tornado, and a slap slapped on Sit's back, and Sit couldn't help but stumble.

A move to defend into an offense, a counterattack to a victory, Martin's confidence doubled. Since Sitt has been successful in his studies, he has never been so embarrassed, he can't help but be angry, his blood is surging, he increases the strength of his hands, reorganizes the offensive, and sees that Martin is about to be put down like Shi Geng, as a result, Martin retreats and advances under his feet, and his hands are squeezed and pressed, Martin seems to be incarnated as a wave to roll up Sit, and his elbow leans under Sit's armpit, Sit is led away by this force, and his strength is too great, and he can't help but fall to the ground and fall into the mud. After two more moves, Seite lost his temper, and he didn't know how the other party made a move, and why he couldn't defeat him.

The contest ended so abruptly that there were no flowers to applaud.

Landing seems to understand the truth of Taijiquan, but he can't remember how there is such a boxing method in the world, why is Martin suddenly so powerful?

Shi became the most injured one. Originally, Martin was inferior to himself, but he was beaten down by Sit, and Martin easily knocked Sit over, which doesn't mean that he is even inferior to Martin? Why did you have to compete just now, why did you instigate Zhen Feng and the others to compete with Seite again, isn't this tantamount to pit yourself!

Zhen Feng's heart was surging, but he didn't expect that some of the remaining Taijiquan forms and meanings of later generations would be combined with real boxing techniques, and after a month of brewing by real martial artists, they would become incomprehensible to themselves, and they couldn't grasp it at all, so they could only sigh that the power of fusion was too strong.

In the incredible atmosphere of everyone, Zhen Feng said lightly: "Things are like clouds, let's go, eat tea." ”

"Yes, yes, go for tea." Master Yankong echoed, which could be regarded as a Zen opportunity to respond to the little elder's talent.

The atmosphere is not very harmonious, and many people are still immersed in the amazing and weird step competition just now, but they don't know how to open their mouths to question and question, after all, there is no second martial arts, and they did use a stick of incense to instantly knock down Master Yanqing's master and apprentice with a set of unheard of and unseen boxing techniques, and during this time, there is no chance or time to cheat.

Venerable Yankong instructed the novices to clean and burn incense, draw water from the mountain spring, and then lead everyone to the meditation house.

The little elder sat at the top with the landing, and he did not regard himself as a guest, but became a tea orderer. He skillfully placed the kettle on the stove first, used a bamboo tube to draw the freshly drawn mountain spring water into the kettle, boiled it and put it into a soup bottle, and scalded the tea cup with boiling water.

He took out a special tool for storing tea, which was made of bamboo chips, pasted with paper around it, and there was a device for burying hot ash in the middle, so that it could keep heat warm, burn and heat it in the rainy season, and prevent moisture from mildew and spoiling the tea. Each group of tea in the incubator is strung together like a copper coin, and an appropriate amount is taken out and put into the tea cup, while introducing: "This is the Lushan cloud tea treasured by Donglin Temple, only using the fine water buds in the buds, which is extremely rare. ”

At this time, the quality of tea buds picked by tea workers is not very uniform, only tea buds have small buds, middle buds, purple buds, white he, black belt and other five kinds of differences, shaped like eagle claws for the "small buds", the buds are steamed first, soaked in the water basin only pick such as the needle thin stamen tea called "water buds", so the water buds are the buds in the boutique, and then the small buds are second, the middle buds are down, purple buds, white he, black ribbon is not used. As soon as the little elder said this, he was shocked, and there were very few people in the world who could eat a cloud tea made of "water buds".

Landing and honoring, being slapped comfortably by this fart that sneaks into the night with the wind. He didn't have a chance to eat such a good tea in the palace, not to mention that the little elder personally ordered the tea. The first tea was his.

Landing watched the little elder pour boiling water into the teacup, mix the tea powder into a paste, and then pour the boiling water in the soup bottle into the tea cup to brew, mix the tea powder thoroughly, and then slowly pour boiling water. Finally, use the tea whisk to whisk, and stir the tea soup while turning the tea cup, so that the tea cup is flooded with "soup flowers", and the whole rhythm is just right.

Seeing the white milk floating lamp, like a sparse star and a light moon, the little elder said lightly: "The tea is paired with the black glazed rabbit of the kiln, black and white, glowing with tea, and the effect is better." ”

At this time, I found that the tea cup was also so exquisite, and I just noticed the special features of the tea cup. It seems that the tea cup is not brilliant, the tea cup is closed, the mouth is gradually closed along the lower abdomen, the whole body is black glaze, the inner glaze is full of glaze, the outer glaze of the cup is not as good as the bottom, the inner and outer glaze has radial yellow-brown stripes, like the fur on the rabbit's body, no wonder it is called "rabbit hair".

As a distinguished guest, under the tea of the little elder and Master Yankong, the landing had to confess the sin, the first to pick up the rabbit cup, seeing the tea soup elegant, lightly tasted, the taste is delicate, and the aroma is full.

"This tea is bitten just right, really, this tea should only be in the sky!"

The first tea was personally made by the little elder, which was an unconventional etiquette for the landing line of the representative official's family, and no one would complain. However, there were more than ten people in the house, and Master Yankong and Master Yanqing were also helping to order tea as masters.

The teacups were served one by one, and Seite had been hiding in the corner and being depressed, after all, if he lost, he lost, and he couldn't be as chic as he had just defeated Shi Geng. At this time, seeing that Martin, Zhen Feng, Jiang Linxian and other entourages who had landed also had tea, their hearts were troubled and jealous and turned into indignant words: "The cloud tea of Donglin Temple can even be eaten by the coachman and the cook, hum......"

Jiang Linxian, who was sitting at the end of the retreat near the gate, was already nervous, and never thought that he had a decision to be able to follow the official envoys, and he had not been treated as a slave It was already a great blessing, and now he could sit in the same room with the legendary monks of Donglin Temple, just like entering the Western Heaven Elysium, Donglin Temple is a Buddha-like existence in Jiangzhou, how can ordinary people have such treatment. But Sitter's words were like a sharp knife, revealing the scar in his heart: yes, he was just a boatman......

For a while, Jiang Linxian was restless, wanting to get up and leave, but he didn't know how to say it.