Under the cliff where this sword tea is located, it is the place where Kunlun's disciples often meet, and they have long been familiar with the grass and trees here.

There is a saying that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, you will feel that this is it after watching it hundreds of times.

Therefore, even if the birds and flowers under this cliff are fragrant and accompanied by that cliff for hundreds of years, the flowers and plants everywhere are stained with a little sword intent, although these sword intents are subtle, but if hundreds or even thousands of small sword intents are gathered together, it will become extremely powerful.

Ordinary Kunlun disciples who had just entered the pupa realm, and even disciples who had just entered the pupa realm, did not dare to set foot here at all.

However, who are the people gathered on the banks of this stream at this moment? Those are half of the major disciples of the Tang Sect! Although Kunlun has always been out of the world, and he has not even opened the scene for this sword tea party, but the young generation who participated in this question tea party just didn't care about this, but they were competing for how many sword tea leaves they could get at this sword tea party, and how many steps they could take under the cliff where the emperor's sword intent remained!

Just as Gu Yi said the words "start now", before the words of "start" were finished, most of the more than 100 disciples of the sect on the bank of the stream had already shot towards the cliff like arrows from the bow.

"Tsk, do these people think that the sword intent left by Lord Yasheng back then is not an ornament?" The bald monk who was sitting with Kong Fu, the first person of the younger generation in the Little Sage Village, on the side of the stream, couldn't help but feel a little disdainful as he watched the nearly 100 disciples of the other sects rushing forward as if they had lost their minds.

Perhaps it was to confirm this foolish words, when the disciples who were originally walking like flying stepped on the cliff wall, there were actually dozens of subtle wounds on the faces and clothes of many disciples in an instant!

"What do you think they think?" Kong Fu didn't know where to take out a copy of "Spring and Autumn", he looked at it without a glance, and couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing Ruo's words.

"Isn't it just that with their skills, it is impossible to compare with the disciples of our six major sects, so it is better for us to fight for the title of 'first' before we make a move, and when we travel the world in the future, we can still blow it, he is the first person outside of our six major sect disciples!"

If the idiot said casually, he was even more comfortable when he spoke, so he lay down on his back, as if he was a little mixed with the meaning of the sword tea party.

"I remember that your master asked you to take at least half a catty of tea back when you came over this time, right?" Kong Fu still looked at the "Spring and Autumn" book in his hand, but his tone was full of schadenfreude.

"When the time comes, just look for Ah Yi to get some, and if it doesn't work, go to Uncle Win, anyway, this sword tea tree is not the only one, I heard that the tea trees raised behind Ah Yi's yard are about to take shape, I must try to see if I can brew tea wine in a few years, and you can't help but drink it when the time comes!"

Kong Fu's face was okay at first, but when he heard the last two words "tea wine" and the four words "can't help drinking" at the back, he suddenly turned blue and white, as if he had some hard memories of this thing.

"Tea and wine are originally two different things, I beg you to stop having trouble with tea and wine, okay?" Kong Fu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the voice that suddenly intervened between the two of them, with a little surprise on his face.

"I've seen Senior Brother Gu. Kong Fu just wanted to stand up when he saw Gu Yi sit down directly from the other side of Ruo Idiot, smiled at him and said hello.

"Hmph! Tea and wine are all drinks, so how can tea cultivate the mind, but wine can make people intoxicated and reassured, how can they not be combined!" The bald head's face was full of anger when he said this, as if he had emotions because of Gu Yi's words just now.

"Shut up!"

After saying these two words, Gu Yi and Kong Fu couldn't help but be stunned at the same time, because these two words were actually said by the two of them in unison, and the expressions and tones on their faces were almost identical.

"You've drunk his tea too?"

This time, the two of them spoke at the same time, and after they finished speaking, they couldn't help but look at each other with a little sympathy.

"I'll go, is this the first time you two have met?, is my tea and wine so memorable to you?" Ruo Idiot got up from the ground with a drooping face, looked at the two people who were sympathetic to each other at the moment, and couldn't help but turn his back and really didn't want to look at the eyes of these two who hated to see each other.

"It turns out that the kid who didn't grow his hair in Chang'an that this bald head said before is you?"

"Tsk, I didn't expect that the bastard who was said to be one of the three evils of Kunlun turned out to be Gu Yi, the closed disciple of Lord Yasheng. ”

"He called me a kid with no hair?"

"He called me a bastard of one of the three evils of Kunlun?"

The two glanced at each other, and then stood up from the ground at the same time, and without even giving the bald head time to react, they directly lifted their clothes and covered his head......

"I'm going!" Ruo Idiot's face turned red suddenly after listening to the conversation between the two people, and he just wanted to run but he didn't even run out before he was covered by Gu Yi's clothes, and at the same time felt a pain in his crotch......

“...... Is that the little sage Kong Fu, who is famous for his qi cultivation kung fu?" Although some of the countless sect disciples outside the stream were watching their own sect or other sect disciples sweep like the mountain cliff, more of them were focusing on these three people, and after seeing this funny scene, an old man led by the sect had a dull face, as if he was hit by everything in front of him to the worldview.

"Is that Gu Yi, the closed disciple of Lord Yasheng?" Someone in the crowd tugged at the corners of his mouth, looking at the fist that was beckoning to the bald head, his face stiffened.

Could this be the most outstanding disciple of Kunlun and Little Sage Zhuang's generation?

And who is the bald head who was beaten by them?

"He! Isn't he the only disciple of the Buddha, Master Ruozhi! I was lucky enough to see it when I attended the White Horse Temple Zen Festival last year!"

"Oh my God! It's actually the Master of the White Horse Temple! Isn't the rumored Master known as a Bodhi son who was born with bodhichitta? How could he be beaten by the two of them?"

For a while, there was a trace of surprise in the eyes of many elders of the sect, and they were fighting in such a grand event as the Sword Tea Party, could it be that they were telling us that Kunlun and Little Sage Zhuang were starting to deal with the White Horse Temple?

Ying Chuqiong was standing two feet away from Gu Yi and the others.

She looked at the unscrupulous smile on Gu Yi's face, saw that he didn't use a little cultivation all over his body, smashed his fist on Ruo Ruo's head, as if she was still afraid that it would really hurt him, and every time she punched at the end, she couldn't help but retract three or four points of strength.

"The three of them have such a good relationship. ”

Si Wuliu looked at the three people in front of him, and couldn't help but speak out with some envy.

Although she has grown up in the Three Objects Concept since she was a child, she doesn't know how many cultivators dream of it, but since she can remember, she has been cultivating alone for 365 days a year, although she has a senior brother with her, but in the end, in her eyes, apart from the sword, what can she have in this world?

In the past ten years, she has only half a friend of her senior brother.

No matter how much she has a sword in her heart, she is only fifteen or sixteen years old, how can she not envy what she longs for at this age?

"Ah Yi and Kong Fu met for the first time. As soon as Ying Chuqiong's words fell, Si Wuliu felt a sense of disbelief, and then heard Ying Chuqiong say: "It's just that Ruo Idiot has known Ah Yi since he was a child, and every year Ruo Idiot will come to Kunlun, and each time he will stay for half a month at most, but in this half a month, Ah Yi is like a different person, whether it is stealing chickens and dogs or others, he will pull Ruo Idiot to do it together...... It's as if he wants to see and experience everything he has in Kunlun Mountain with him in just half a month. ”

"But every time the idiot leaves, Ah Yi returns to the past, and he still looks like that perfect dust, no matter his words and deeds, whether he is cultivating or entering, he will always be like a cloud high in the sky, looking down on everything on the earth. ”

Ying Chuqiong couldn't help laughing when she said this, and looked at Si Wuliu and said jokingly: "Sometimes even I wonder if it weren't for the idiot who came here for half a month every year, would he have been the Yasheng disciple who didn't seem to eat the fireworks of the world all his life instead of Gu Yi, a Kunlun disciple." ”

Si Wuliu felt some empathy.

Even within the same sect, disciples with different identities have different responsibilities, let alone inheritors selected from among the six major sects like them.

Since they were children, when many disciples of the same age were playing, they could only cultivate alone, and under the watchful eyes of their elders, they began to learn everything that they should learn as future sect takers.

Si Wuliu still remembers that since she can remember, that is, when she was more than three years old and less than four years old, there were specific rules for her daily routine, and then from getting up to practicing and meditating at night, there were extremely detailed things waiting for her to do every hour or even every half an hour.

She never gets tired, she doesn't even get bored.

Because how can a child who is less than four years old know that she should not actually do these things here? And when she knows that she is tired and bored, she has already developed a habit, and how can a person feel tired and bored with her habits?

At best, it's boring.

He ...... It doesn't look like it's what you say. "The red skirt swayed in the wind.

"Yes, I'm not as boring as you look like an old man in his seventies and eighties, and every day in addition to practicing swords, he is cultivating. The young man in white didn't know when he stood behind the two of them, responded to Si Wuliu with a smile, and made a grimace to Ying Chuqiong by the way.

"Can you stop being so naïve. Ying Chuqiong shook her head helplessly, looking like she was treating a child who would never grow up.

"Huh, aren't you surprised? Could it be that the two of you have noticed that I have gone around your back?" Gu Yi looked at the two of them who were not the slightest surprised, and his expression was a little lost.

Ying Chuqiong rolled her eyes and didn't answer, but raised her hand to the cliff and said, "The three alliances have made a move, when are you going to make a move?"

Hearing this, Si Wuliu, who was a little silent, suddenly lit up, disappeared in an instant, and went straight to the Wenjian tea tree on the cliff.

"Let's wait until she's done. Gu Yi's face was relaxed, as if he really didn't care about this sword tea party, after seeing that the young man of the Sanyi Alliance had already arrived first, and after reaching the forefront of the disciples, his eyes narrowed, and then he turned his head sharply and shouted to Kong Fu and Ruo Idiot, who were still entangled with each other: "Hey! You two are endless! If you don't go to mix some tea later, you won't have it!"

The idiot who was making a monkey stealing a peach was stunned for a moment, and then replied loudly without even looking back: "You go first! Remember to share half a catty with me when the time comes!"

Gu Yi's face was full of black lines, your uncle, as soon as he opened his mouth, it was half a catty, why didn't you go to heaven?

"And me!Senior Brother Gu, Kong Fu has thanked me here first!"

Gu Yi's face became more and more unkind, if you say this, forget it, why do you ?...... But for the sake of Ruo Idiot and you and I have drunk "tea wine", plus the face of Xiao Shengxian Village...... Okay, okay, just give him some when the time comes.

"Oh yes, I have a lot of elders in my family, and Senior Brother Gu doesn't want much, and half a catty is enough like this bald head!"

Gu Yi snorted, almost didn't spurt blood, what kind of thing? Do you want half a catty? You really should ask how much sword tea is? You know, it's only one plant! Even if you pick them all, it's less than two or three catties, right? Not to mention that I picked a little bit before...... He looked at the Wenjian tea tree on the cliff wall, and saw that the young man of the Three Italian Alliance had approached the bottom of the tree......

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu was prepared!" Gu Yi's face turned fierce, seeing that the young man was already about to reach out and start picking the tea leaves, the corners of his mouth hooked, and a sneer appeared on his face...... I closed my eyes.

Ying Chuqiong was standing beside him, and after noticing that Gu Yi had closed his eyes, he couldn't help but look at the disciples of the sect who were still trying to crack the sword intent that his grandfather had left on the mountain wall, as well as the girl in the red dress who had already reached the youth of the Three Intentions League......

"Don't overdo it. This was the last sentence Ying Chuqiong said before turning to leave.

There are more than two catties of tea leaves on the tree, and these two people ask for half of them as soon as they open their mouths! I can't drink it myself? You don't drink it? I can't keep a pound for myself?

How do I keep my hands?

Besides, why do I care so much about them?

Just when the young man of the Three Italian Alliance stretched out his hand to pick off the tea leaf, and his face was full of joy, he was suddenly stunned.

Because in his perception, there was a sword intent overflowing from this tea tree.

He subconsciously thought that this was the last resort left over from planting this tea tree, and the momentum on his body had just risen to prepare to fight against this sword intent, but he didn't expect it......

All the tea leaves on this tea tree broke away from the trunk in an instant.

It's like there's a gust of wind that blows all the tea leaves off, but this wind is being manipulated by someone and drifting to the side of the stream.

Everyone looked along the flow of tea leaves, and the place where all the tea leaves floated turned out to be the young man in white with his eyes closed and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Si Wuliu, who had already arrived under the tree, was stunned, and a wave of anger had just risen on her face, but she saw a little verdant fall in front of her eyes.

She reached out and caught it, it was a piece of Wenjian tea.