"Paying off debts—"

Seeing these two words, Feng Ruo was immediately frightened, although there was no signature on it, how could he not know where the other party was sacred?

"It's over, it's over!" Feng Ruo couldn't help but be frightened, during this time, he first entered the meditation for half a month, and then he formed a bond with Ma Yuan and others, and then he ran back to cultivate, and it had been more than a month since he came and went, so he actually delayed the old woman's request.

Not daring to hesitate, Feng Ruo hurriedly drove the white feather crane to fly towards the small valley where the old woman was, and now he only hoped that the old woman would not be angry, otherwise he would be really miserable.

Before flying to the entrance of the valley, Feng Ruo couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, and almost wanted to turn around and run away, as far as he could! Because at least thousands of colorful cloud butterflies gathered on both sides of the bluestone path, looking from a distance, it looked like two colorful ribbons fluttering.

If it was in normal times, Feng Ruo might have thought that such a grand pomp was to welcome an important person, but now, he could only think that this was the way to death for escorting him to the execution ground.

Frightened, he sealed the white feather crane, and then he stubbornly walked towards the small valley, he knew very well that he would not be able to escape the pursuit of these thousands of colorful cloud butterflies.

Walking through that vigorous bamboo forest, Feng Ruo was unexpectedly surprised to hear a burst of Qingyue's piano sound, this piano sound is very beautiful, but unfortunately he has no heart to appreciate it at all, of course, even in normal times, he will not appreciate it, and besides, it is difficult for him to imagine that the old woman like a demon can play the piano?

"Huh, why don't you see that old woman?" Turning the corner, the exquisite bamboo building appeared in front of Feng Ruo, but what made him feel strange was that it was not the old woman who was playing the piano at the small pavilion by the lake, but a woman in blue clothes, although he could only see a back, but it gave him a familiar feeling.

The sound of the piano didn't stop, Feng Ruo had no choice but to stand in place honestly, God knows what the relationship between the woman in blue and the old woman was, if she disturbed the other party, there would definitely be no good fruit to eat!

When the song ended, the woman in blue got up and bowed gently to the bamboo building: "Uncle Shi, Ling'er has retired!"

After saying this, the blue-clothed girl casually put away the guqin, and without looking at Feng Ruo, she directly summoned a silver eagle with wings spread of about a few zhang, soared into the air, and disappeared from Feng Ruo's sight in a blink of an eye.

"It's actually her!" After hearing the crisp and pleasant voice, Feng Ruo had already guessed the identity of the other party, and the subsequent silver eagle was even more confirmed.

"Lan Ling, this name is really beautiful!" Feng Ruo thought to himself in his heart, this Senior Sister Lan is the existence in the Heavenly Machine Academy that all the three generations of disciples look up to, even the rampant and self-righteous Chu Tian of the Heavenly Courtyard did not dare to be presumptuous in front of her, but all along, this Senior Sister Lan's temper is very strange, and it is not uncommon for her to do something without saying a word, otherwise she would not be named a bully, but she didn't expect this bully to have such a gentle side.

Of course, this thought was immediately pinched off by Feng Ruo, Wen Wan? What a joke, didn't I hear her call that old woman uncle!

Feng Ruo was still thinking indignantly, the bamboo building "squeaked" and opened without wind, and suddenly, Feng Ruo felt that a ghost aura slowly overflowed from the bamboo building, and he could even sense that there were countless pairs of ghost eyes staring at him, if it weren't for the thousands of colorful cloud butterflies blocking the way behind him, he really wanted to turn around and escape!

"Stinky boy, what are you still stunned about, get the old body in immediately!" At this time, the old woman's hoarse and ugly voice suddenly came out of the bamboo building, which made Feng Ruo startled again.

However, at this moment, Feng Ruo had no way to retreat, so he could only walk into the bamboo building step by step, but what made him feel strange was that he had just stepped into this bamboo building, and the cold aura he had sensed before disappeared immediately.

Looking at the bamboo building again, the old woman is still the same as before, wearing a black cloak, sitting on a futon like a skeleton, in front of her, is a table completely carved from jasper, on the table is a set of exquisite and elegant tea sets, but the spiritual tea on it has been cooling for a long time.

"Junior Feng Ruo, I've seen my senior!" At this point, Feng Ruo calmed down, it's funny to think about it, he didn't take death seriously back then, but he never thought that now because he can live for a few more decades, he has become afraid of death.

"Tea!" To Feng Ruo's surprise, the old woman didn't talk about letting him repay the debt, but just gave a cold order.

Although he was surprised in his heart, Feng Ruo did not dare to disobey this order, and hurriedly stepped forward, replaced the pale cyan residual tea, and re-injected new spiritual tea, and at the same time sent his own mana into the spiritual tea, and when the spiritual tea was full, it was already steaming, as if it had been boiled.

Carefully placing the cup of spiritual tea in front of the old woman, Feng Ruo couldn't help but secretly thank Kong Fei's kid, because the spiritual tea tasted by cultivators was very different from that of mortals, and mortal tea was boiled over charcoal fire, and then concocted according to the temperature of the water.

However, the method concocted by the cultivator is to directly use mana, in other words, the quality of a cup of spiritual tea is largely related to the purity and level of mana, if the mana is strong and profound enough, then the concocted spiritual tea will also be fragrant, full of spiritual energy, and drinking it regularly is of great benefit to cultivation.

But if the mana is not enough, or even very messy, then the spirit tea concocted will be difficult to eat, let alone beneficial to cultivation.

Like the three generations of disciples of the Qingyun Sect in the regular cultivation, the concoction of spiritual tea is also compulsory, Feng Ruo is fortunate to taste a cup of difficult spiritual tea from Kong Fei, so he still has a little understanding of the process of concocting, otherwise something will definitely go wrong today.

But even so, Feng Ruo couldn't be sure whether the cup of spiritual tea he made was delicious or unpleasant?

But fortunately, the old woman didn't seem to care about this, and picked up the teacup with the palm of her withered branch and drank it carefully, and after a long time, she said in a hoarse voice: "It's really hard to drink!"

Hearing this, Feng Ruo's face couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but he secretly slandered himself in his heart, it's hard to drink, you still drink it, I'm not a disciple of Qingyun Sect, it's already good to be able to concoct a cup of spiritual tea!

Although it was said that it was unpleasant, the old woman still drank all the cup of spiritual tea, and finally said slowly: "I have already drunk this apprenticeship tea, so you can worship the apprentice!"