So-so counted a new bottle of volcanic salt, of course, the original broken bottle was going to destroy the corpse, Qing Huan found a hidden place, dug a pit under the bamboo, and buried it.

It's the water of this spiritual mountain...

The moment the tea tray fell, it was doomed to its fate, as the so-called water is difficult to recover.

Qing Huan looked at the Lingshan water that had been completely absorbed, squatted down, clubbed his chin, and said in his heart: Go and get a copy of Lingshan's water? But Lingshan is that mountain, where is it, or turn back and ask Xiaowei for a copy? If Aqi's steward knows about it, not only will she not only have to break it up, but also give her candy and fried chestnuts.

She touched her head, and the strength of this Ah Qi steward was really not small.

Since neither of these paths worked, she had to figure out a way for herself.

Sencha Sencha, no one has ever stipulated that you can only ask for Lingshan water, as long as it is clean and sweet, even if it is not the diffuse water of Lingshan, it is not impossible.

Thinking like this, Qing Huan looked at the lush bamboo forest in front of him.

Section after section of the bamboo forest is verdant, and the bamboo leaves fluttering in the wind seem to beckon to her.

Qing Huan's eyes narrowed, and he had a way.

I heard that there is a bamboo rhyme dew hidden in the bamboo nodes of this fairy bamboo, if she can extract the dew of this bamboo rhyme, the so-called spiritual landscape problem will be solved.

However, it is not that there is not a single bamboo, and there will be bamboo dew in every piece of bamboo, otherwise this thing is not rare.

Qing Huan looked at the vast bamboo sea in front of her, she couldn't rely on luck to find it, otherwise before she could find the dew of bamboo rhyme, the matter would be exposed, she had to solve this problem in the fastest time, and then very naturally walked through this bamboo forest, arrived at the tea room of Qingyueju, and started sencha.

All of this must be done before anyone finds out.

The situation was so urgent, Qing Huan couldn't care about anything, grabbed a sturdy bamboo casually, and tried to channel.

There are two kinds of psychics, one is to trace back to the source and break into the space where things have happened, which is the psychic space, and the other is to establish a connection with natural beings, and after establishing a connection, even if it is not a creature with a spiritual mind, you can also talk to them.

Now, Qing Huan tried to communicate with the bamboo, and then asked them where there was the dew of bamboo rhyme.

Qing Huan was worried that she would not be able to establish contact with the creatures here, but things went much smoother than she had imagined.

The sound of "rustling" sounded, the bamboo leaves fluttered, and a piece of wind sounded in Qinghuan's mind, which was beautiful and beautiful, which was the wonderful art of nature.

"Who are you?" the inquiry sounded with the wind music.

"Qinghuan. She replied, "My name is Qinghuan." ”

The sound of the whisper, the bamboo and the bamboo are talking in the ear.

"You lie. ”

Qing Huan didn't know why, why she said she lied, "I didn't." ”

Another voice said: "You are obviously peaceful, why do you want to say that you are Qinghuan." ”

"Not true. There was a voice of opposition, "She is not peace, her way of channeling is different from peace." ”

"But the countenance is the appearance of peace. ”

"I can't say what kind of transfiguration technique was used, and it wasn't necessarily the art of disguise. ”

"Her appearance is easy to change, her breath is not easy, I think she is safe. ”

"If she is peaceful, why should she say that she is Qinghuan. ”

“......”

The quarrel continued, and Qing Huan looked at the chaotic scene caused by his words, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

As soon as you say a word about these bamboos, her head is about to explode when she is arguing, and she says loudly: "You guys stop arguing!"

No bamboo paid attention to her.

"I'm Ping'an, I'm Ping'an, okay!" The owner of her body was Ping'an, and in order to stop this messy argument in time, she had to make this decision.

"I'll just say that she is safe, otherwise how could she step into this pure and peaceful residence, if you want to be stupid, you are still stupid. ”

"Yay, I won. "There was even a bet on bamboo.

"How could it be? ”

“.....”

Qing Huan was also speechless: "......"

These towering bamboos that have lived for an unknown number of thousands of years are too noisy and naïve.

"Xiao Ping'an, did you tell us something?" Fortunately, there were also not so naïve, and the deviant topic came back to the right.

"I want to see the dew of bamboo rhyme. Qing Huan got straight to the point.

"Alright, Bazai, it's time for you to behave. The most active of them all, Bamboo, heard Qing Huan's words and commanded Bamboo Dao, which was not far from him.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the bamboo called Bazai made a crisp "click" sound, and broke off by itself, counting from the bottom to the top, where the ninth bamboo section was.

Qing Huan opened his mouth wide and watched, until he was urged by other bamboos, and when he stepped forward, he saw that the ninth section of bamboo was full of crystal clear and faint cyan fluid.

This is the dew of bamboo rhyme.

Qing Huan took out a black porcelain vase again, and after opening the lid of the porcelain vase, the dew of bamboo rhyme seemed to be sucked into the porcelain vase by something.

A piece of bamboo was filled with a whole bottle, and the black porcelain bottle in Qing Huan's hand was given by Bai Huaixian, which looked small in size, but it was actually very capable of loading.

After loading the dew of bamboo rhyme, Qing Huan put it on the tea tray, and before retracting the psychic power, she looked at the towering bamboo in front of her, broken from the waist to only a few pieces of bamboo, she couldn't help asking: "Is there any way to repair it?"

"What are you repairing? Could it be to repair Bazai? Hahahaha, Xiao Ping'an, you are really laughing to death, natural creatures have extremely strong growth and vitality, you are purely worrying. ”

"That's right, it's just a few bamboo sections, what a big deal, it's that the gray-haired Kunpeng with only the cold moon flame wings also feeds on our spirit bamboo. ”

The gray-haired Kunpeng with the cold moon flame wings in the mouth of this bamboo is the big bird she just met, causing her to knock over the tea tray and abduct her snow clouds.

It's not yet time to settle accounts after the autumn, Qinghuan got the dew of bamboo rhyme, and hurried to the tearoom.

Xu is because of the shock to her from the previous trip to the warehouse, although I still don't know who the god here is, but from the bottom of my heart, I feel that it is not a simple character, it must be a powerful character, so, if she makes a mistake at this time, causing trouble, it is inevitable that she will not be able to eat and walk around.

Therefore, the world is big, and at this moment, sencha serving tea is the biggest thing.

The teahouse is a separate place in Qingyue Curie, and it is still some distance from the dormitory, but it is close to the study.

Passing through the bamboo forest, Qing Huan had to see where the teahouse was, and the first impression was very elegant, and then due to the emergency, she didn't have time to take a closer look at what the teahouse looked like.

I put all my heart into the preparation of sencha.

Mo Sang once taught her the method of sencha, saying that it was to sharpen her impetuous temperament, how did Rao complain that the process of sencha was too complicated, cumbersome, and boring, or strictly required her to calm down and learn this craft.

I didn't expect it, but I use it now.

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