After completing his cultivation, Ye Cheng returned to the Immortal Picking Residence.

Aunt Yu Zhen is not at home.

She seems to have been getting particularly busy lately.

Not only her, but the entire Chongyang Concept also became nervous because of strange things.

Only Ye Cheng had too little contact with the outside world and couldn't feel it.

Ye Cheng, who had just finished practicing a cultivation technique, seemed to have the heart of a sage at this moment, and his heart was very calm.

He sat in the courtyard, next to the welcoming pine tree, creating a shadow that blocked out the sun's rays.

Stone chairs and stone benches, plus matching tea sets.

Ye Cheng couldn't help but itch his hands, so he drew a gourd and began to make tea.

This tea is a freshly picked tea, carefully crafted by the experienced tea makers of Chongyang Guan, and the quality is extraordinary.

After brewing, Ye Cheng watched the tumbling tea leaves in the cup stretch out, emerald green, he picked up the tea, like Yu Zhen Daogu, smelled the aroma of tea first.

He has a calm heart, as if this tea contains a very special charm, which exudes and is absorbed by others, and can reconcile his emotions.

"Yes, after practicing the Divine Cultivation Technique, it is really a pleasure to have another cup of this Zhongnan Maojian."

Ye Cheng took a sip lightly, only to feel that the pores of his whole body seemed to be relaxed.

It was the first time he had experienced such a taste from drinking tea.

Before that, every time he drank tea, it was a cow drink.

No wonder Yu Zhen Daogu and they like to drink tea so much, especially when they get together, drinking tea is the top priority.

He didn't understand it before, but now he feels a little bit of the same way.

"Xiaobai, are you actually making tea?"

Suddenly, Yu Zhen Daogu's voice came in from the door of Caixian Residence.

Ye Cheng screamed, and then with a wave of his hand, a cup full of tea flew directly towards Yu Zhen Daogu.

When Yu Zhen Daogu saw the flying cup, she smiled slightly, and directly reached out and buckled it with two fingers.

The water in the teacup didn't even spill out.

In addition to Yu Zhen Daogu's exquisite technique of receiving the teacup, Ye Cheng sent the teacup out, which was also skillful.

"Xiaobai, your hard skills are getting better and better, it seems that it won't take long for your swordsmanship to enter the realm of Xiaocheng."

Yu Zhen Daogu said in admiration.

The seemingly simple teacup is actually the luck method of the Chongyang Sword Technique, and only when it reaches a certain level can the teacup be sent out without spilling the tea halfway.

With that, she drank the tea from her teacup.

She happened to be thirsty.

But after drinking, she was slightly stunned, and her facial expression was a little rich.

"That's right, Xiaobai, your tea is quite good."

She was amazed.

In the Chongyang concept, there are too many good tea people.

Although her tea ceremony level is average, she still thinks she is a little level for tea tasting.

Ye Cheng grinned, in the state of a sage, all thoughts are empty, and his mind is clear, can he not brew high-level tea?

After drinking tea, Ye Cheng suddenly remembered something, so he ran into the house and took out a pen and paper to write.

"Ventriloquism?"

After Yu Zhen Daogu saw it, she was surprised, "Xiaobai, do you want to learn to speak?" ”

Ye Cheng nodded vigorously.

"It is indeed possible that you can understand people's speech, and you can read, read, and learn to speak."

Yu Zhen Daogu nodded and said.

She also felt that Ye Cheng could give it a try, if she could really speak, then it would be much easier to communicate.

"Xiaobai, there is a Yuyang real person in my Chongyang Temple, who is the head of the Yuqing Palace, it is said that he was born deaf and dumb, can speak in ventriloquism, and can even use special methods to hear people speak."

She thought for a moment and said.

It's just that Yuyang's real identity is too high, more noble than her master, and she is one of the four giants of Chongyang Guan, her cultivation is unfathomable, and she is the first kendo powerhouse of Chongyang Guan.

How could such a high-ranking and powerful palace leader teach a white ape ventriloquism?

"Although Yuyang is a real person, it is impossible to teach you ventriloquism, however, I can ask Senior Sister to find someone from Yuqing Palace, maybe there will be someone who understands ventriloquism."

Yu Zhen Daogu said.

Ye Cheng's eyes lit up, and he finally had the opportunity to learn ventriloquism.

It's too difficult to create it on his own.

.......

In the next few days, after Ye Cheng practiced the sword and ape striking techniques, he would go to the waterhole to cultivate the gods.

The effect is quite significant.

Moreover, he noticed some subtle changes, that is, his reactions, five senses, agility, etc., seemed to have been subtly enhanced.

Don't look at it as just a subtle enhancement, but from a small to a big one, the improvement of strength is very obvious.

He could even feel his swordsmanship and ape striking skills, and he had improved significantly.

For Ye Cheng's progress, Yu Zhen Daogu has the deepest experience.

After some sparring, Yu Zhendao was drenched in sweat, retreated and retreated, and was surprised: "Xiaobai, why have you made so much progress recently?" If it goes on like this, let alone suppress you, I guess I won't be able to beat you. ”

Xiaobai's internal qi cultivation and swordsmanship obviously haven't broken through?

That's unreasonable, isn't it?

Ye Cheng naturally wouldn't say that it was the reason why he cultivated the Divine Cultivation Technique.

However, he had basically determined that the Divine Cultivation Technique was not only about cultivating the Divine Soul, but also had a subtle and benign effect on the body.

He felt that the breakthrough of his swordsmanship and internal qi cultivation should be advanced.

In the past few days, he has been cultivating by the waterhole, and he has not found any signs of external invasion of evil thoughts becoming stronger, and he is still within the bearable range.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry to tell Aunt Yu Zhendao.

......

Yuqing Palace.

As one of the three halls of Chongyang Temple, it naturally has a transcendent status.

The three halls, each performing its own duties.

Among them, the Taiqing Palace, which is in charge of financial power.

Shangqing Palace, jurisdiction over matters.

And the Yuqing Palace, however, controls the legal power within the view.

The functions and powers of the five pavilions and seven halls, and even the eight deacons, are all extended in the three halls, forming the Taoist power structure of the Chongyang Temple.

Therefore, Yuyang Zhenren, the head of the Yuqing Palace, is a stereotypical and serious image in the eyes of many Chongyang Taoists, which is awe-inspiring.

In the main hall, Yuyang real people sat cross-legged.

Suddenly, a black-robed man walked into the temple, carrying a very wide sword, and when he walked, he seemed to be limping.

"Division.... Honor...."

The black-robed man stopped in the hall and saluted towards Yuyang Zhenren.

"What's the matter?"

Yuyang Zhenren opened his eyes, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, but with a sense of sharpness.

And he didn't move, but a slightly dull voice sounded.

As a deaf and mute person, Yuyang Zhenren would not be able to hear the sound under normal circumstances, but he heard it, and even used the sound made by ventriloquism.

"Division..... You... No... Tidy up... Have you ever had a set of ventriloquist skills? Disciple... I want to borrow it. ”

The black-robed man hurriedly stammered.

He is the second disciple of one of the three major disciples of Yuyang Zhenren.

In addition, there is a big disciple, the Heavenly Remnant Dao Master, and the third disciple Eyeless Dao Master.

It is said that these three disciples were flawed and abandoned by their families, and Yuyang Zhenren felt the same way and picked them up from the outside to raise them.

In addition to the inconvenience of his legs and feet, the Daoist usually stammers when he speaks.

"What do you want this for?"

Yuyang Zhenren asked indifferently.

"Disciple...."

The black-robed man hesitated for a moment, and then said intermittently, "Yes... Dan Pavilion.... Target.... Deacon Yunlong.... begged. ”

For a long time, as one of the seven sons of Chongyang, he has been in love with Deacon Yunlong, who is also the seventh son, for a long time, so he is very concerned about this matter.

"It's hard to get started with ventriloquism, it's hard to practice without perseverance, if someone wants to learn it, you can ask her to bring people over directly."

Yuyang Zhenren said.

Although he wrote the art of ventriloquism, it was not perfect, and he could not practice it just by reading books.

"Okay, okay, teacher.... Respect. ”

The Earth Shortage Daoist hurriedly said.

If the master is willing to teach ventriloquism, then it is the best.

He can be regarded as having completed Senior Sister Yunlong's commission.

.......