readx;? Emperor Yunxiao stretched out his palm, and the void copied dozens of golden thin lines, stuffed them into several jade slips, and handed them to the three high-ranking generals, this was a rough map of the sacred valley, which he had obtained from a private bribe with the Gate Keeper True Monarch. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Several generals secretly gave a thumbs up, as a high-ranking true disciple in the sect, Emperor Yunxiao was actually familiar with the way of the three sects and nine streams, which surprised them quite a bit.

After all, if a true sect like them wants to despise low-level monks, similar to these watchdogs at the outer gate of the Qilin Pavilion, they should not be willing to deal with it.

"In accordance with the decree of the Lordship, we will gather here in two hours, and I hope that the Lord will take it with us. ”

As soon as the three generals surrendered, the figures quickly blended into the bustling crowd, with invitations and maps in hand, and the chances of them being stopped were slim to none.

When the three of them were far away, Di Yunxiao looked around and saw a strange building on the branch of a 10,000-year-old tree, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Uncle Quan, why don't we go and sit there, it looks quite lively. ”

Quan Zhenren had already noticed this wonder, nodded, pretended to be an old man from a family, and slowly moved forward with eight-figure steps, as for Emperor Yunxiao, he was holding him hand in hand.

This ancient building stands on the branches of more than ten zhang high, looks weathered, full of a vicissitudes of life and simple atmosphere, at a glance, I thought it was an ancient temple.

Some ornately dressed monks came and went, and from time to time they stepped into the building while talking and laughing, and they admired the ancient building very much.

As for the ordinary attendants and domestic servants, they are not qualified to step into it, and can only take a break under the 10,000-year-old tree, waiting for their master to appear.

When he got closer, Emperor Yunxiao suddenly realized that this building was actually a teahouse, decorated with freshness and refinement, full of wilderness atmosphere from the inside to the outside, and the entrance was actually made of cyan vines, which was extremely chic.

"The person inscribed on this plaque is a holy hand of Confucianism and Taoism. ”

Quan Zhenren climbed up the circular wooden staircase and stood at the door of this teahouse to taste the name of the tranquil atmosphere on the plaque.

"Yipinxuan. ”

Di Yunxiao muttered, and then shook his head, the word is a good word, but this name is too arrogant.

Shanye Tea House also dares to claim a product, and those tea ceremony families have to be regarded as immortal treasures.

Born in the royal family, Emperor Yunxiao can see the writing of many great Confucians, and this word gradually transforms into an old man picking tea in his eyes, dressed in morning dew, picking and choosing in a tea mountain.

Reading between the lines, it is reminiscent of tranquil and quiet, filled with a peaceful atmosphere, no wonder those monks of various sects who seem to have quite a status can't help but come over to take a look.

"Let's go in, I didn't expect there to be a special teahouse in the Qilin Pavilion, but I didn't expect to meet a fellow practitioner. ”

Quan Zhenren clapped his hands, and after appreciating the words, he had some expectations for the tea in this pinxuan. As a true person of the ancient sect, he has never enjoyed any delicacies from the mountains and seas, and the greatest pleasure in his life is to taste and discuss.

Although the owner of this room does not know who it is, in general, the inscription on the plaque alone is enough to satisfy his appetite.

Stepping into the chic venue, a wisp of incense was blowing in the nose, and the bodies of Di Yunxiao and Quan Zhenren were stunned, and they were all attracted by this wonderful fragrance.

"Lilac Xueman tea, 100-year-old tea, wonderful! I don't know if the host is there, and give the old man a pot of clove Xueman tea. ”

Quan Zhenren's feet were like the wind, and he found a cyan rattan chair to sit down, and he couldn't wait to take out the tea set he specially asked a famous craftsman to make.

High-quality tea must have enough good tea utensils to match its net worth, if you drink tea in a sea bowl, wouldn't it destroy the artistic conception.

Di Yunxiao sniffed his nose, although he was also a little surprised, but it was not to the point where all real people were fond of tea, and between looking forward to it, he looked at the teahouse decoration in this void attic.

In the eye, the aura in the teahouse is Miaomiao, like a sword like a rainbow, like a fire dance, and the whole teahouse is decorated with a review of the simple and natural, which makes people feel friendly and relaxed.

Taking a breath, the rich essence of heaven and earth is almost about to turn into a liquid flowing knife and internal organs, and there is even a high-grade spirit gathering array in a mere teahouse.

"The old man is also a person in the tea ceremony, just by the fragrance of the tea, you can distinguish the type of my family's spiritual tea, amazing! Please wait for a while, there is still a hundred breaths, this pot of tea can be cooked." ”

A crisp Ru Ying's daughter voice sounded, causing Emperor Yunxiao to frown slightly, and turned his body to look directly at the corner where the voice sounded.

The woman who opened her mouth was wearing a snail on her head and a scarlet ribbon, fluttering in the wind, which was very good-looking.

Dressed in a pomegranate-colored drag fairy skirt, the waist is wrapped in jade and white silk, and the end is hung with a phoenix pattern fine silver ring, although it is petite and lovely, but the nose is straight and straight, the eyes are bright, fluttering like a fairy coming to the world.

is a wonderful person, no matter how good he looks, just this otherworldly, but with a rustic temperament, is enough to shock him.

Walking south, there are thousands of beauties that Emperor Yunxiao has seen in the Great Dynasty, and it seems that only his own wife Xuanyuan Shuqing can compare to this woman.

"Ahem!"

Quan Zhenren coughed twice, waking Di Yunxiao up from the shock, and he glanced at Di Yunxiao with interest.

"Xiao'er, don't look at indecent things, don't scare other people's female dolls away! Grandpa, I still have to rely on other people's craftsmanship to cook spiritual tea to satisfy my gluttonous appetite. ”

One sentence made Emperor Yunxiao embarrassed, he turned his body and glared at Quan Zhenren viciously, this old man is not ashamed, and he even pretended that his grandfather was addicted.

However, the situation is stronger than people, and in the face of the ridicule from the surroundings, Di Yunxiao had to make a fuss in the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Yes, yes, old man, my fair lady and gentleman, I just looked at the little fairy one more time, there is no need to make a fuss. ”

Di Yunxiao sat cross-legged on the rattan chair on the left side of the real person, and after a short embarrassment, he reacted and unabashedly praised the young girl who was cooking tea.

Hearing the sound, the corners of the woman's mouth curled up through a layer of curtain, and a touch of blush flashed on her face, revealing a faint sense of annoyance.

She has been guarding this teahouse for several years, and no one has ever spoken to her like Emperor Yunxiao.

As soon as he sat down, Di Yunxiao's originally smiling face changed again, and the rattan chair under his buttocks was also engraved with a small spirit gathering array, which continuously poured the essence of heaven and earth into his valve.

"This..."

Quan Zhenren blinked, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Boy, do you notice it? This teahouse is not trivial, to build this place, I am afraid that a Confucian and Taoist holy hand and a formation master will make a move." ”