"Oh......"

In the sound of the rooster, Kuroko pushed open the door, stretched his waist and squinted at the big sun in the sky, passed through the small courtyard and the front room, and came to the front of Yizhuang, turned his head and saw the person on the rattan chair, who was already lying there, and I don't know if he didn't go back to the house last night or got up early this morning.

Thinking about these things in his mind, Kuroko began to get busy in his hands.

"Heizi, go to the back mountain to pick some tea leaves, there are guests arriving today. A voice slowly entered his ears, and Kuroko turned around.

He paused, turned his head to look at the end of the Nanshan trail, and there was no one, but he still put down the work in his hand and responded, "Okay, sir, I'll go now." ”

After saying that, he went into the house, carrying the basket and the hoe, and went into the back mountain.

After walking for half an hour, the sunspot came to a cliff, looked up, there was a gentle slope on the upper part of the cliff, a peculiar tree took root there, the reason why the sunspot felt peculiar was because of this back mountain, since childhood, it has been trampled all over the country I don't know how many times, I have never seen such a tree here, or I found it by chance many years ago, it really puzzled, and then from the mouth of the person to know that this is an ancient tea tree.

How did he know that the man on the rattan chair combed the qi of the six hundred and sixty mountains and rivers by himself, and moved an old tree from the deep forest hundreds of miles away.

Kuroko stopped thinking about it and began to climb.

He learned some simple moves from that man, and over the years, his body was strong and nimble, and he had been shuttling in the mountains and forests since he was a child, and it was not difficult to climb this small cliff, and it didn't take long for him to reach the gentle slope.

Closer, only to see clearly, this old tea tree, tall, about two zhang more, and very stout, even if two people hug together, may not be able to hold, the old bark presents a kind of black-brown, emerald green leaves are unusually fat, the leaf veins are bulging, and the edges have deep serrations.

Kuroko looked at it, and began to look for what he needed from the dense branches and leaves, it was a kind of dark green at the bottom of the golden shoot, one bud and two leaves, this old tree may have been picked for a long time, and soon Kuroko picked some, and did not stay long, after cleaning up, he turned around and went back.

......

The young man in white by the lake opened his eyes, first a little confused, then swirling like a whirlpool, and finally calmed down, his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he glanced at the sparkling surface of the lake and walked up the hill with his feet up.

Nanshan is not high, and the young man soon saw a courtyard, and the words "Nanshan Yizhuang" first caught his eyes, and his feet did not stop, his eyes moved down, and he fell on the rattan chair in front of the house, and finally fixed on the black robe.

Three zhang distance, one black and one white, one standing and one lying.

Wang Xianzhi looked at the black-robed man with closed eyes, and a strong emotional intention in his soul told him that he was very familiar with this person, very familiar.

It is the reincarnation of the ninety-ninth lifetime, the deep imprint, the memory of each life, although it is a false reincarnation, the memory is real. And the most important thing in a person's self, besides the true spirit, is memory, which is a part of the soul.

"Step on ...... Step ......"

When Kuroko saw the man in white, he was slightly surprised, and slowly walked to the rattan chair.

Dai Daojin opened his eyes and stood up straight, accompanied by this action, in front of him, a stone platform, two stone benches, silently rose from the ground, and in the two stone bowls on the stone platform, the water flowed into it, as if there was an invisible flame at the bottom of the bowl, and the water in the bowl boiled in a few breaths.

"Goo...... Gollum ......"

In the bamboo basket behind the sunspot, the freshly picked tea leaves floated out of the invisible traction, as if they were invisibly roasted in mid-air, and the tooth leaves were slightly rolled green with yellow, becoming somewhat shrunken and dry, and after simple treatment, they fell into two bowls of boiling water.

The dried tea leaves fall into the boiling water, as if they have been reborn and bloom again, the soup is green and yellow, and the refreshing aroma wafts out.

"Please. Dai Daojin waved his hand.

After 50 years of understanding the eight forces between heaven and earth, the natural realm has gone one step further, and it is naturally easy to simply use these basic forces between heaven and earth.

But this immortal method fell into the eyes of the sunspot, he was already dumbfounded, stunned there, it was the first time he saw this person use such a method, so out of thin air, out of nothing, what is the difference with the immortals?

Not to mention the sunspots in the barren mountains and mountains, even Wang Xianzhi, who is famous in the rivers and lakes, also narrowed his eyes, and the essence under his eyes flashed.

But he didn't say anything, silently walked to the stone platform and sat down, not in a hurry to drink tea.

Dai Daojin didn't care about him, after sitting down, he took a sip of the tea that was still boiling, he drank a lot of tea, but it is very rare to compare with the taste of this ancient tea tree, just a simple treatment of the tea, no bitterness, a slight fishy smell of wild tea, full of sweetness, the tea fragrance fills the nose, the sweet aftertaste is extremely long and long-lasting, so that Dai Daojin tasted the tea for a while.

Wang Xianzhi stared at the circle of black lines around Dai Daojin's neck for a few moments, before slowly lifting the slightly cooled tea and taking a sip. But after just one bite, he put it down. He is obsessed with martial arts, but he has a low demand for external desires.

Dai Daojin naturally noticed the other party's eyes, and he was also a little helpless in his heart, all things have commonalities, the stronger the body, when receiving some fundamental injuries, it is often difficult to recover completely, and it will inevitably require more time and resources. Although his body has been infiltrated in the ground for fifty years, it is more powerful, but it is divided into six, although it has been stitched by Lao Chentou, if you want to completely recover, it is not an overnight thing, this black thread on the neck, shoulders and legs, if you want to eliminate it, you can't do it.

He looked at Wang Xianzhi, a figure who would use one person to suppress the rivers and lakes for nearly eighty years, although he looked young at this time, Dai Daojin saw clearly that he was already in his thirties.

Dai Daojin said silently in his heart: Although the rivers and lakes are big, they are not the place I want to go, but the heavens. Wang Xianzhi guards the gate of heaven alone, he is allowed to enter but not to go out, the immortals in the sky are not allowed to come to the mortal dust, and the people in the world can fly to the gate of heaven, and he wants to make the anger of the puppet better than the anger of the son of heaven, leaving a way out for all the people in the rivers and lakes. It's a pity that later, there was a kid surnamed Xu, who just opened the hanging, broke his wrist with him, and wanted to do things in the world, no longer let the heavenly immortals fish in the world, and completely close the gate of heaven.

The Tao is different, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, only strength and weakness.

Just as he Dai Daojin is now in poor health, he is shrinking into this small Yizhuang and recuperating, but he is trying to go retrograde to peek into the sky in the coming day, go to the Tianmen to take a look, and take a look, will be for a while if the immortal who has no means is so powerful?

It's not that he doesn't know that if he does this, the end may be very miserable, and it is likely to cause a catastrophe and affect all sentient beings, but he will still do it, this is his way, he can't live like a hermit for a lifetime, he will inevitably do many things like the previous generations, and do many things to accept everyone in the world in his own way, make up for himself, otherwise why did he come?

Dai Daojin's eyes are calm, but he is indifferent in the depths, he has experienced so many worlds, he has already formed his own set of rules, and will not change his principles because of the protagonist or supporting role, good or evil in any world.

"The breath on your body doesn't belong here. Wang Xianzhi spoke, and when he opened his mouth, it was an earth-shattering shock.