The ferry boat moved slowly in Wushui, and Sun Xiaohan sat in a small pavilion on the top floor, enjoying the scenery and sipping tea very comfortably. Drinking tea is the tradition of Tengfu, whether it is the old lady, or the young lady, or even the domestic servants and maids, they all have the habit of drinking tea.

Sun Xiaohan's favorite is "Jade Spring". It is a tea native of Cuiping Mountain, and it is also one of the top ten famous teas in Qianhua Continent. Moreover, the annual picking time of this tea is very short, only a little more than a month.

Generally, it is picked before the first three spring rains, the best before the first spring rain, and the worst before the third spring rain. But even so, the most inferior "Jade Spring" requires three silver coins to buy one or two.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, Sun Xiaohan drinks the "jade spring" picked before the third spring rain. As for before the first spring rain, it was not that there was none, but that he was reluctant to drink. Because the entire Cuiping Mountain is the first "jade spring", the annual output is only fifty catties, which can be said to be extremely rare.

If it weren't for Sun Xiaohan's family background, if he could book some every year, he would have to take the stone to the auction house to bid. Therefore, only when Sun Xiaohan receives very important guests, or major festivals, will he take it out and taste it.

Now, Sun Xiaohan specially prepared a small bag of the first "Jade Spring". The purpose is very clear, to buy people's hearts. That day, the presiding officer of Lu and the people of Liumengsan had already cultivated themselves, and they were very indifferent to the so-called mundane world. But the skills of these two people are above the source, and if they can be taken under their command, it will definitely be a big help. But Sun Xiaohan didn't have much hope, after all, most of these people were depressed and had no pursuits, so they were not easy to be tempted.

The ferry that Sun Xiaohan took was carefully selected by the shopkeeper Ai. Although it is not luxurious, the design of the whole ship can be said to be ingenious. Most luxury ferries have two floors, with the lower floor being a place to store your belongings or rest your belongings. Some of the larger ships are arranged in the bilge.

And the top layer is the place where the proprietors enjoy themselves, not to mention luxury, in terms of comfort alone, at least it is a carpet made of monster fur, and the chair also has a cushion made of monster fur. But Sun Xiaohan's ferry, there are no such things, because the top floor is a small pavilion in all directions, plus a large platform. Although there is no comfort and luxury, the scenery is one by one.

Sun Xiaohan was very satisfied with this arrangement, and as soon as he got on the boat, he praised the Ai shopkeeper, and the Ai shopkeeper who listened to it was like bathing in the spring breeze, which was extremely comfortable.

After three teas, everyone also saw the pier. Sun Xiaohan stood up, walked out of the Sifang Pavilion and looked up at Tiancui Peak, although this Tiancui Peak is not the peak of ten thousand people, but it is also straight to the sky. At the foot of the mountain, you can't see the pavilion at the top.

The ferry docked, and Sun Xiaohan took the lead in getting off the ferry. followed by Wuyuan and Wen Tao, Wen Sheng followed behind with a large army, and Ai Shopkeeper, with a few people, walked at the back with food boxes.

A group of people hiked up the mountain, and for these cultivators, these activities could be regarded as warm-ups. But Ai's shopkeeper can't do it, although he has some roots, but after all, he is barely enlightened, and he is much stronger than ordinary people, but he is far worse than Sun Xiaohan and these people.

At first, it was okay, but in the second half, the shopkeeper Ai was out of breath. Sun Xiaohan looked back, whispered something to Wuyuan, and disappeared without a reason. After a while, Wuyuan came to the shopkeeper with two people, who were carrying a simple sliding rod.

Shopkeeper Ai understood what was going on at that time, and hurriedly shirked it. After hearing this, Sun Xiaohan turned around and said, "If you can keep up and not affect the speed of progress, go by yourself, or go up honestly." As soon as the shopkeeper Ai was told by Sun Xiaohan, he suddenly had no choice but to sit down honestly.

Without the biggest burden, the speed of everyone's progress has returned to normal. After nearly two hours of climbing, everyone finally saw the Liubi Pavilion. Sun Xiaohan greeted him well, and everyone quickened their pace. Just when there were still about 300 meters away from the Liubi Pavilion, a monk stopped everyone together.

The little Taoist priest stepped forward and saluted: "Dare to ask the donor, but it is the eldest son of the Tengguo family!"

"The immortal family is polite, it is below. Sun Xiaohan returned the salute and said.

The little monk also stepped forward and said, "Master Qing Shi go quickly, the family teacher and the Liumengsan people have been waiting for a long time. ”

"Okay" Sun Xiaohan responded, and led everyone to prepare to go up. But as soon as Sun Xiaohan passed, this monk stopped everyone else.

As soon as Sun Xiaohan was about to ask, the little monk said: "The family teacher has instructions, and we will meet today, and the guests will be as they please." Childe is a guest from afar, and everyone obeys the arrangement. ”

Hearing this, everyone who came with Sun Xiaoxiaohan showed dissatisfaction, and some even began to shout. Sun Xiaohan waved his hand, stopped everyone, looked at the little monk and said lightly: "I'm afraid that the venerable master didn't tell the little master, who is the proprietor of this meeting, right?"

"This--! The family teacher really didn't explain!"

"Those who don't know are not guilty! I came to tell the little master that I was the proprietor of this meeting, and since the guests were as they pleased, then my arrangement was -- my people would follow me up the mountain and go to the Liubi Pavilion." When he said this, Sun Xiaohan was secretly lucky, and he was shocked by the monk's headache.

In fact, Sun Xiaohan didn't want to target these two people, but the Tianlu host and the Liumeng people in the Liubi Pavilion. Before the two of them met, they wanted to give themselves a dismount and dream. Sun Xiaohan is a person surnamed Love, if you talk about it well, everything will be easy to do. If it's hard, I'll be harder than you.

Just when the monk was about to faint, a burst of Buddha numbers like a flood bell came from the direction of the Liubi Pavilion: "Amitabha Buddha", this monk seemed to be enlightened, and instantly regained his spirit.

"Master Sun, the junior is rude, please don't be surprised. Seeking fruit, don't hurry up and meet Sun Xiao's seniors. ”

"Ask for fruit and meet Sun Junior!"

Sun Xiaohan looked at it, and it was really the abbot of Tianlu. Sun Xiao said coldly: What a powerful method, not only to keep my disciple, but also to belittle me, see how I deal with you. Thinking of this, Sun Xiaohan also bowed to Qiu Guoshen: "Why should the master be like this, I am the same age, how can the master call himself a junior!" After speaking, he waved his hand, and everyone followed towards the Liubi Pavilion.

When he arrived at the Liubi Pavilion, Sun Xiaohan looked at the pavilion. I saw a tall and thin monk sitting in the pavilion, and an elegant old man. The monk wears an apricot-yellow eight-treasure monk's robe and a robe with red gilt thread. The skin on his face is dry, but his complexion is ruddy, his eyes are slightly closed, and his mouth is full of words. In his right hand, he twisted a string of purple bracelets, a full hundred and eight.

Look at the old way again, with fair skin, long beard and long eyebrows, round eyes, and bright spirits. Holding the dust whisk in his right hand and pinching the fingers with his left hand, he also recited the words. Wearing a navy blue robe, wearing a navy blue cloud road, and black cloud turning boots.

After looking at it, Sun Xiaohan stepped forward and said: "The grandson of the younger Teng Guogong, Sun Xiaohan sees the two seniors. ”

The monks also turned their heads to look at Sun Xiaohan, only to see that Sun Xiaohan's face was like a silver basin, with sword eyebrows and big eyes, a round nose, a thin mouth, and although his skin was a little yellow, he looked very healthy.

Looking at his body again, Sun Xiaohan was wearing a tight-fitting lining of moon-white satin, a royal blue Wensheng Gongzi outside, and a lilac back on the outside. Zhou's body is close and neat, and there is a hundred steps of majesty in front of him and behind him.