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Chapter 256 The senior promised him?!

The young man in yellow struggled to get up, he wanted to open his mouth to ask Fu Lou for the sword, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips.

How could the experienced Mr. Lan Da not see this, and shouted to Fu Lou with a smile: "Nephew Fu Xian, the old man has a reluctant request, can you return the Yellow Dragon Sword to Wu Ya's nephew." ”

As he spoke, he flew over.

Fu Lou didn't say a word, and raised his hand. With a "whoosh", the yellow light flashed, and the Yellow Dragon Sword fell in front of Wu Ya, sinking deep into the stone slab, leaving only a sword hilt.

"We'll see"

Wu Ya pulled out his sword, glared at Fu Lou fiercely, forcibly twisted his body, turned around and flew towards the guest room on the left.

Mr. Lan Da looked at the disappearing back of Wuya, and sighed lightly: "Thank you Fu Xian for your understanding." ”

Fu Lou smiled slightly: "The seniors must have a deep meaning in doing this." ”

"Hey...... The Spirit Control Sect has recently expanded everywhere in the Southern Cultivation Realm, and has already targeted this sect, but it has never found a chance to start. Wu Ya is a son of the head of the Spirit Sect, if the old man offends him, maybe they will use this matter to go up the mountain to ask the master. For the sake of the great foundation of the Immortal Sect, the old man can only endure it. Mr. Lan Da sighed.

I see, no wonder he is so arrogant. Fu Lou understood a little, and had another question: "What is he doing in Wuzhi Mountain?"

"Hey, he's here to propose marriage, and he wants to marry Yingying. Mr. Lan Da sighed while secretly paying attention to Fu Lou's expression.

"Ah...... Senior agreed to him?" Fu Lou was shocked and blurted out.

He secretly wondered in his heart, no wonder Wu Ya was hostile to him, obviously he treated himself as a rival in love.

"Not yet, the old man wants to observe his conduct. Mr. Lan Da shook his head, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

When Fu Lou heard this, his face softened slightly, but his heart was as sad as fire, and his thoughts flew like a fly for a while, and he was silent.

His state of mind has always been calm, calm and calm. But people who fall in love are always easy to lose themselves, always frightened, always very sensitive, and suffer from gains and losses. Even the slightest thing has to be suspicious for a long time, and often in the end, it is not possible to come to a conclusion.

At this moment, Fu Lou is this kind of subtle thought.

He was worried about whether Lan Yingying remembered herself. Maybe she had forgotten about herself, after all, the time they spent together was too short, and the two parties had never expressed their hearts directly.

I want to know each other in the Mangyuan Forest, the two of them are purely clear-hearted, they can see from their eyes that they have each other's love for each other, and they feel each other's hearts. However, can this kind of mind last for so many years without dissipating? Her own mind has definitely not dissipated, but is becoming more and more eager and urgent, but will Lan Yingying's mind be the same as her own?

If Lan Yingying's mind is the same as his own, Fu Lou is worried about Mr. Lan Da again. He was worried, would Mr. Lan Da finally be forced by the pressure of the sect's life and death to agree to marry Yingying to Wuya?

If so, what should I do?...... He even flashed the absurd thought of elopement in his heart.

Thinking about it, the worried look in his eyes betrayed him.

When Mr. Lan Da saw this scene, he smiled inwardly, laughing very happily, but on the surface he was very calm: "However, the old man's attempt to observe Wuya was stopped by Nu Yingying, who said that no matter whether Wuya's people are good or bad, she will not marry him. ”

"So, the seniors won't agree to Wuya?" Fu Lou's eyes lit up, his heart was overjoyed, and he looked at Mr. Lan Da without blinking, expecting to bring good news from his mouth, but he was afraid that he would say bad news from his mouth, and he was really uneasy in his heart.

"Well, if this is not the case, how could the old man let Ying Ying retreat and cultivate? The old man did this delaying tactic just to avoid the proposal of Wuya. Mr. Lan Da nodded, and said quietly.

"I see. Fu Lou was a little settled in his heart, perhaps because of Lan Yingying's relationship, he couldn't help but flatter Mr. Lan Da: "The predecessors are smart." ”

"Hey, there's no way around it, this matter really makes the old man in a dilemma. However, the old man is such a beloved daughter, and it is too late to love her, how can she be unhappy? If she is unhappy after marrying, the old man will be even more sad. Mr. Lan Da continued.

"May I ask senior, how long is Miss Lan going to retreat?" Fu Lou asked tentatively.

"This ...... The old man didn't know. Mr. Lan Da stroked the silver hair under his chin and said.

He secretly thought, you are stunned, don't you say about the marriage proposal quickly, so that the old man will go around in circles with you here and play sloppy. Do you want the old man to pull down his face, please come and marry Yingying?

He didn't know that Fu Lou didn't have any experience in terms of feelings at all. All along, the impulse of love in his heart drove him to maintain his innocence and innocence towards Lan Yingying, so that other women could not enter his heart at all.

As the saying goes: if you don't have anything to do with yourself, if you don't care about yourself, you will be in chaos.

At this moment, Fu Lou's mind was already a little confused, too much worry made him dare not propose to marry Ying Ying as his wife, he was afraid that he would not be able to stand it after being rejected.

He wanted to meet Lan Yingying first, and wanted to probe her tone first, preferably if it was natural. Even, he was afraid to see Lan Yingying, afraid of hearing the words of rejection from her mouth.

If...... Lan Yingying has other loves, and he also hopes that he can find out later, so that he can be a little mentally prepared.

He also wanted to get some clues from Mr. Lan Da's mouth, but Mr. Lan Da did not mention himself, nor did he reveal the news that Lan Yingying was interested in him, how could this calm his uneasy heart.

Thinking about it, Fu Lou couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and lost in his heart. He was not good at talking, so he casually let out a soft "oh" in his mouth, and then fell silent.

Seeing that Fu Lou was silent, Mr. Lan Da wanted to open his mouth and say that he would be recruited as his son-in-law, but in the end, the old face couldn't hold back and didn't say anything. Instead, he changed his words and said: "Fu Xian's nephew, go, continue to drink tea, I'm afraid that my nephew hasn't drunk the medicine king tea of this sect yet." ”

"Yakuo Tea?...... No. Fu Lou said blankly, remembering the fragrance of tea he smelled when he first entered the Medicine King Palace, and the aroma was indeed very unusual.

"Let's go. "Mr. Lan Da takes the lead.

Fu Lou also followed, as did the many elders and elite disciples of the Immortal Sect who were watching the battle on the sidelines.

Everyone returned to the Medicine King Palace, saluted again, and then took their seats.

The waiter re-finished the tea, one pot for each seat.

When Fu Lou picked up the teacup with his left hand and opened the lid with his right hand, he already felt a secretive fragrance, which penetrated into his nose and rushed straight into his chest, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

Then he took a sip of tea, and immediately felt that his mouth was fragrant and the aftertaste was endless. Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be an extremely faint aura rushing towards the dantian, and he couldn't help but sigh three times in a row: "Good tea, good tea, good tea"

"Hehe......" Mr. Lan Da smiled.

Fu Lou couldn't help but suck the whole cup of tea into his stomach in one gulp, and sighed: "Although it is a cup of tea, it is also as intoxicating as fermented wine, this tea is the best tea that the younger generation has drunk so far." ”

"Hehe, the medicine king tea of this sect is in the entire cultivation realm, if it is said to be the second, others dare not call it the first. Mr. Lan Da said proudly.

Fu Yang then poured another cup and sighed with an intoxicated face, "This tea should only be available in heaven, how many times can I drink it in the world? ”

Speaking of which, there is also a so-called spiritual tea in the Immortal Sect, but it is too different compared to this tea. Even the source Immortal Valley has some spirit tea trees, but they are all relatively ordinary varieties, and they can't be compared with this tea at all.

"It seems that the virtuous nephew is also a tea lover. It's not that the old man boasted, even in the cultivation realm, the medicine king tea of this sect is the only one, and so far I haven't found a better tea than the medicine king tea. Yaowang tea is not only extraordinary in taste and fragrance, but also often drinking this tea, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of cultivators. Mr. Lan Da said proudly.

"Yaowang tea still has such an effect. When Fu Lou heard this, his interest also came up, squinting his eyes, and savoring it carefully. I thought to myself, if I planted some in the Qiankun bag, I could drink it from time to time, which would be a good thing.

Mr. Lan Da was originally a person who loved tea and became obsessed, and when he saw that Fu Lou had such a high evaluation of Yaowang Tea, his interest also came up, and he was very happy, and his face became more and more ruddy. If it weren't for the fact that he had to be completely white, he wouldn't be able to see that he was an old man over 100 years old at this moment.

Mr. Lan Da, who was in high spirits, began to talk about his tea scriptures. Fu Lou was also happy to be a good listener and listened to him talk about the Tea Sutra with great interest.

It turns out that Yaowang tea comes from a unique tea tree in Yaowang Valley, which is called "Yaowang Tea Tree".

I don't know why, there have been many Xiuzhen friends who transplanted Yaowang tea seedlings back to plant, but it was extremely difficult to survive, and even if they survived, they were very different from the tea trees in Yaowang Valley. Not only is the growth not good, but the tea picked is much worse in terms of taste and utility.

In fact, even if it is the Yaowang tea tree that really survives in the Yaowang Valley, there are only ten of them of extremely high quality.

Moreover, these ten Yaowang tea trees are all planted in the same place in Yaowang Valley, in a mountain col with a radius of five zhang. In addition to this col, it is also difficult to survive transplanting this tea tree elsewhere in Yaowang Valley, and the quality of survival is much worse.

The fresh picking time of Yaowang tea must be in the early morning every day, and then put it on the bamboo plaque woven with bitter bamboo to dry, not exposed to the sun, and finally put it into the tea tripod, and fry it at a low temperature with Samadhi real fire for a while, so as to maintain the original taste of Yaowang tea.

Bitter bamboo is a special kind of bamboo, however, Fu Lou's Qiankun bag space just has this bamboo.

As for Chading, Fu Lou also knew a little. In fact, the tea tripod is similar to the alchemy tripod, except that the tea tripod is slightly larger, and it is easier to refine. With his alchemy skills, he can definitely refine it, but he didn't refine it before.

After listening to Mr. Lan Da's high-minded talk, Fu Lou was even more interested in the Yaowang tea tree, and couldn't help asking: "Senior Lan, can you give the juniors a few Yaowang tea seedlings, so that the juniors can also take them back and plant them." ”

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