Sure enough, Long Wan'er asked when and where Long Yu learned the alchemy, and Long Yu's answer was still a lie taught by a "mysterious person".

After that, Long Yu came to the backyard of Tianyuan Peak of the Shenyuan Sect alone.

Here the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the cheerful colorful carp swim in the rockery pool, and the vegetation is lush and the air is fresh.

Passing through the end of the corridor, he came to a pavilion of eight immortals, Tan Xuesong was sitting in front of the stone table, the water was already boiling beside him, and the purple sand teapot was bubbling hot.

Seeing Long Yu coming, the sect master beckoned slightly and motioned for Long Yu to sit down.

Long Yu rarely sat down casually, did not speak, just quietly watched Tan Xuesong's tea, as elegant and quiet as performing arts.

The last time he saw Tan Xuesong, his old man had white hair and deep wrinkles on his face, which was all caused by the treatment of Long Yu and the delivery of too much spiritual power to him, and when he saw it today, he already had green silk in his white hair, which was enough to see that the sect master had recovered some vitality and cultivation.

Tan Xuesong could sense that Long Yu had also recovered from his injuries, and this was the first time that the two masters and apprentices finally had time to talk.

I saw Tan Xuesong holding up the purple sand pot two feet high in his left hand, the boiling water of the mountain spring with white smoke, and the hanging pot flowed down into the purple sand tea bowl like a waterfall, without spilling a drop, which shows that the mentality is calm and "kung fu".

Then hold the bamboo tweezers in your right hand, put the palm of your left hand under your right hand, slowly put the four purple sand teacups into the tea bowl, wash them with boiling water, and take out the small teacups and arrange them side by side on the root carving tea tray.

Immediately poured water into the purple sand teapot and poured it on the tea pet (two naked children on top of the clay figurines), these two clay figurines are only the size of eggs, and their expressions are extremely cute, as if they are alive, and they actually "pee" on the sky.

Long Yu was stunned to see the white steam curling around the tea set, this is the "White Crane Shower".

The sect master threw it at will, and the tea clip was thrown back into the vessel bucket accurately, and then waved his hand to summon, and the spiritual power held up a small handful of tea leaves to levitate in the air, and with a slight movement of his fingers, a few crisp drops of tea made a sound and entered the tea bowl.

Long Yu pursed his mouth, and secretly scolded the old man for selling the old, putting a tea leaf, which is also known as "oolong entering the customs", and actually showing off the "air pick-up".

This trick can be described as handsome for other disciples, but for him to perform in front of him, that is, pediatrics, it is not uncommon to think that back then, when he did not awaken the spiritual vein, he could summon the spiritual power of heaven and earth to perform it.

Tan Xuesong's expression was calm, his right hand waved in the palm of his hand, the purple clay pot hung in the air, and the boiling spring flowed into the tea bowl, controlling the water level no more or less, and because of the water falling from high altitude, the tea leaves in the tea bowl were washed away and rotated evenly.

This action is called "hanging pot high rush".

Then with a wave of his left hand, the lid of the tea bowl "automatically" suspended and closed, Tan Xuesong's fingers moved in the air, and the tea bowl "self-reliantly" levitated, tilting across the two slender and tall cups.

Then the cup was suspended again, and the tea was automatically poured out, and the palm was spread out, and the cup automatically suspended and flew in front of Long Yu.

Long Yu took the fragrant cup with spiritual power, opened the long cup with his right hand, put it in front of his nose and sucked deeply, a scent of orchids was fragrant, refreshing.

Tan Xuesong looked stunned, he didn't expect that Long Haotian, this kid, could actually take things from the air? However, he was not too surprised by his performance, and was quickly relieved, and secretly said in his heart: It is really a rare genius, and he has understood a lot at a young age.

The rest of the tea, Tan Xuesong used spiritual power to manipulate, poured it on a pale yellow tea pet carving, the jade dragon is a tea pet, the shower of tea instantly changed color into a golden dragon, bursts of heat entangled, the dragon's mouth spit a trace of smoke, as if alive.

"Hehe, Oolong patrol, smell the fragrance and watch the sea." Long Yu muttered.

"Yo, you kid, you know?" Tan Xuesong asked with surprise in his deep eyes.

Long Yu pursed his lips and smiled, he was tired of playing the tea ceremony eight hundred years ago, and now he came to see you perform, it was just out of politeness, and it was inconvenient to say more, he modestly replied: "I understand a little, I understand a little."

Tan Xuesong smiled, the younger generation of disciples, few of them knew how to cultivate themselves in the tea ceremony, nodded slightly, very satisfied with the disciple of Long Yu, "Then what do you look at the next one?" like

I just want to test the dragon feather.

Long Yu didn't say a word, just quietly watched Tan Xuesong not "play tricks" (that is, he didn't use spiritual power to control it in the air), he slightly picked up the teapot with one hand and added boiling water, and then stroked the lid of the tea bowl and rotated it on the tea bowl to wipe it gently, turning the tea leaves floating on it and scraping the jade to make it fully soaked.

Long Yu stretched out his right palm and replied politely, "The spring breeze is blowing."

Tan Xuesong smiled and nodded slightly, then pinched the tea bowl, pressed the tea bowl with his index finger, poured the tea into a small funnel, and filtered it into the purple clay pot. Look at the book

"This is called Guanyin going to sea." Long Yu replied, and the sect master nodded without saying a word, and continued to operate.

Then he picked up the small pot, held it under the pot with his left hand, and poured the golden tea soup horizontally over the top of the four small teacups, pouring two-thirds of the tea soup into each teacup.

"What about this? Talking about Cedar asked.

"Oolong City." Long Yu replied.

- Sipping Ganlin.

Long Yu smelled the fragrance of tea, and he already knew that this tea was of the highest quality.

"Master, why did you put two cups of tea on both sides?"

Long Yu looked at the two cups of tea that Tan Xuesong placed on the unoccupied position on both sides and asked.

"Hehe, these two are my two former best friends, they are long gone, but I will always have a place for them, you don't have to pay attention to them.

Tan Xuesong's deep gaze revealed a hint of nostalgia for him, without much explanation, because his habit of drinking tea is to pour a cup for each of his two old friends, which is considered a tribute and a nostalgia.

Long Yu saw that the sect master was a person who valued love and righteousness, and when a person reached a certain age, he experienced more, and naturally felt more emotion.

"Do you have any insights?"

"Well, this tea Paul Heaven and Earth Zen also has this trace of Taoism."

Tan Xuesong nodded with satisfaction, when he once soaked it in his daughter Tan Yuning, he was sprayed with tea by the girl, just because Tan Yuning only tasted bitterness at that time.

"Master, didn't you ask me to come here to taste tea and talk about Taoism?"

Yes, he became the "son of the world", that is, the "young sect master", and it is natural to call the sect master a master.

Long Yu is an anxious person, and he also plans to go to the secret realm to take a stroll and see the excitement, and then find a place to cultivate and improve himself.

"You kid, don't you have the patience to feel it well?"

Talking about Cedar is a little harsh, he is generally a big man in Ye Jia's rewards, how can this kid feel that although he understands the name of the tea ceremony, he doesn't know how to understand the essence of the tea ceremony.

"Okay, I'll try it again."

As he spoke, Long Yu picked up the teapot, put the tea spout into his mouth, and poured the tea soup into his mouth, because although this tea is delicious, it is not thirst-quenching and refreshing.

"You! ……」

The sect master was a little angry, but he couldn't cry or laugh, and he didn't care too much about this kid's actions, he said with a soothing face:

"What inheritance did you get in the Emperor's Tomb this time?"

This is what Tan Cedar is most concerned about.

Long Yu summoned the artifact Mandarin Duck Sword, and then explained to Tan Xuesong that it would be inherited by ten people, and each of them got their own different artifacts.

kept the matter of the remnant soul of the emperor, as well as the Ming Hong Emperor knife in the coffin later.

When Tan Xuesong was still shocked by this artifact, Long Yu grabbed the teapot without any image and poured tea into his mouth.

It seems that the cup is too small to quench thirst.

Put down the tea set, and while re-brewing the tea, he said kindly:

"The major powerhouses in Kyushu have gathered, and my Divine Yuan Sect has you Long Haotian, you Long Xiaoyu, as well as Zi Wei, Mu Chunxue, Long Wan'er, and Zhou Qingmei have been inherited.

Now, the royal family has come forward to hold the Kyushu competition, presumably once this competition is over, all forces will fight openly and secretly for your inheritance.

"What are your plans?"

Long Yu smiled, took the teacup, took a sip, and asked rhetorically:

"What is the Master's plan?"

Shen Yuan Zong, in

As far as the entire Kyushu is concerned, the strength of the sect can only belong to the middle level, and it is more than enough to be lower than the top.

And now, the Shenyuan Sect accounts for half of the number of people in the Emperor's inheritance.

The millions of people will be peaceful on the surface, but in fact it will be the calm of the eve before the storm hits.

The two masters and apprentices didn't know what they had discussed.

The birds in the garden are chirping, and the fish under the rockery are swimming leisurely.

The second round of the Kyushu Big Tournament is over.

The third round will be held after three days of rest and recuperation.

Long Yu chatted with the sect master very late, and did not say goodbye until midnight.

Leaving the Sect Master's residence, Long Yu did not return to the room of the Jade Maiden Peak, but headed towards the back mountain.

The breeze blows lightly and the leaves rustle.

There is a mysterious atmosphere between heaven and earth, which makes people feel quiet and tranquil.

The woods were shrouded in darkness, and the dragon feather looked up at the sky, above the bright stars, and his mood was peaceful and far-reaching.

Deep in the forest, there was a cry of helplessness.

"Woooooooo......oo If you let me go, Brother Xiao Yu knows that he will definitely drive you out of the Shenyuan Sect."

The cry of a child echoed through the woods.

"Hmph, you dare to threaten Lao Tzu!" A voice of gnashing teeth rang out.

Syllable!

Long Bao slapped Long Li in the face, leaving a scarlet five-finger handprint, Long Li was suddenly beaten so much that she vomited blood at the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't even cry in pain.

Long Bao was still angry after the fight, grabbed Long Li's hair, and scolded viciously:

"Threat, why are you dumb?"

Long Li is also miserable enough, yesterday I originally wanted to go to Jade Maiden Peak to see what happened to Long Yu's injuries after alchemy.

Unexpectedly, his cousin knew about it, so he coaxed her, saying that he saw Long Haotian come to the back mountain forest.

The stupid girl came to this back mountain, but she was hung up by the dragon treasure that followed her, tied to a tree, and had been tortured all day.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Long Li choked weakly, not daring to speak again, for fear that this demon would bully endlessly.

"Cry, you dare to cry again for Lao Tzu!"

Syllable! Syllable! ……

Long Bao wielded the bamboo stick viciously and jerked it towards Long Li, leaving an extra blood mark on her petite body every time he threw off the bamboo stick.

"I don't dare, please Brother Bao stop fighting." Long Li's weak pain begged for mercy.

Long Geng on the side stood upright, frightened and didn't dare to say anything.

He was the one who reported the news to Long Bao, just to get some benefits from Long Bao to him.

The bamboo stick left shocking blood marks on Long Li's body, and Juanxiu's baby face was already red and swollen, full of slap prints.

The eyes have looked a little dull,

In the back mountain forest, in addition to Long Bao and Long Gengli, there are also several followers of Long Bao, a total of eleven people, all of whom are disciples of the Qinglong family.

Meow meow ......!

and Long Li's favorite puppet cat, which was also hooked through the skin on its back and hung on a tree, screaming bloody.

Seeing that Long Bao was about to die, a follower persuaded him:

"Brother Bao, pay attention to proportion! Don't really kill it, it's a cousin after all, otherwise the patriarch will blame us, and we will all have to bear it."

"Phew!"

Long Bao spat on Long Li's head, his eyes full of hatred:

"A girl is a member of another family when she grows up, who cares."