As far as the eye can see, it is a clear blue sky.

The sky is surrounded by a canopy of trees. In the layers of leaves, you can also see a translucent light.

The body is warm, and there is no need to focus on it at all. Layers of warm water waves hit his body, removing Ye Qianqiu's exhaustion.

The spirit is much better.

"Fairy, you're awake. A soft voice came from behind him, Ye Qianqiu turned around, and saw a woman dressed in white.

The title of fairy is used by many female cultivators in the cultivation world. To be precise, no matter how much you cultivate, as long as you are a nun, more or less people will call you a fairy. But the people who can really be called fairies are all female cultivators who have already made a name for themselves in the cultivation realm.

"My cultivation is low, and the fairy has tormented me. Ye Qianqiu stood up from the water, stretched his waist, and then had an extra bathrobe on his body.

"Fairies, hot and cold, prone to typhoid fever. The woman spoke softly.

"Thank you. Ye Qianqiu stretched out his hand and put on his clothes.

This is a red yukata, the same color as the clothes Ye Qianqiu wore when he was in the division. It's just that the clothes of the master are simple and capable, but this body is extremely gorgeous.

Ye Qianqiu walked out of the pool, dragged the hem of his long clothes, and asked the servant girl behind him, "What kind of place is this?"

"Back to the fairy, this is the hotel of the Drifting Snow Villa. The maidservant replied respectfully.

Drifting Snow Lodge.

Ye Qianqiu's expression was solemn for a moment, and then he returned to his previous appearance: "What about the others?"

Ye Qianqiu remembered that before he fainted, he was by his own master's side. Without the permission of her own master, she should not be able to be here.

"Nangong Zhenren, forget the worries of the real person, now I am listening to the rain pavilion to taste tea, Wei Zhenren and the young master, are playing in the martial arts field, I don't know if the fairy will go to the martial arts field first or listen to the rain pavilion. ”

"Discussion?" Ye Qianqiu was a little interested, but she was only a little interested, and the next second she replied: "Then take me to listen to the rain pavilion first." ”

Listening to the fragrance of tea in Yuting, the real person who forgot his worries and Nangong real people sat face to face, and everyone held a delicate teacup with a carcass like white jade. The surrounding aroma is exactly what comes out of the teacup.

"Yes, Nangong, I really didn't expect that you, a rough man, would have such a hand. The real person took a sip of the tea and narrowed his eyes in intoxication.

Nangong Zhenren took a sip of tea, then put down the teacup, and skillfully made a cup of tea for the real person who forgot his worries.

"I'm not good at making tea, it's this spirit tea that's good. Although the quality is only medium and the aura is not rich enough, the tea fragrance is excellently preserved. Nowadays, there are few people in the Xianmen who have studied the tea ceremony like this. ”

"I don't know where to find people in Drifting Snow Villa, in a good time, I don't have to be in cultivation, but I do my best to study the tea ceremony. The real person picked up the tea and took another sip: "However, this tea is so fragrant!"

"Incense, what kind of tea? I'll try it. Ye Qianqiu's voice suddenly interjected, and then, he took the teapot directly with one hand, took the empty cup with the other, poured a sip, and took it into his mouth.

The aroma of tea is familiar.

The taste of tea is also familiar.

"Qianqiu, do you recognize this tea?" Forget the worry real person looked at Ye Qianqiu's expression, and his eyes lit up: "What kind of tea is it, do you know how to make it?"

Ye Qianqiu is also a master of roasted tea, and has also spent a lot of time studying the tea ceremony. Although the real person always said that Ye Qianqiu was a waste of time, he never refused all kinds of things provided by Ye Qianqiu.

"This is the Fairy of the Mist. Ye Qianqiu put down the teacup: "It's a pity, there will be no more immortals in the fog in the world in the future." ”

The Misty Immortal is a specialty of Cloud City, to be exact, it is the tea made by Liu Xichao, the tea taste is excellent, Ye Qianqiu knows, this tea is not fried by a second person.

Liu Xichao is dead, and there will definitely be no Misty Immortals in Cloud City in the future.

"It's a shame that it's such a good tea. Forget the worries of the real person squinted his eyes and said: "Qianqiu, otherwise, you go to research and study, how is this tea fried?"

This tea doesn't have much aura, but it tastes excellent, and it is something that Ye Qianqiu likes to pour upside down. Instead of letting this tea disappear forever, it is better to let Ye Qianqiu pour it out.

Before Ye Qianqiu could answer, Nangong Zhenren was dissatisfied: "Chen forgets worries, Qianqiu accepted my dowry, and now he is also my disciple." With such good qualifications, if you don't cultivate well, what kind of tea will you dump. You can't delay the future with your own selfishness!"

Forget your worries, the real person is speechless.

Ye Qianqiu smiled and sat on the empty stone bench with a teacup: "Master, when are we going back to the sect?"

Before, she told Ye Qianqiu that she wanted to go back to the mountain gate, but then she fainted.

"There's not much going on here, arrange Yue Lingkite, and we'll be able to go back to the mountain gate." "Everyone has forgotten Yue Lingyuan, but they have forgotten the real person but have not forgotten her.

Although that girl is not a good person, she is also the last person in the city lord's family.

"It shouldn't take long to arrange Yue Lingyuan, then I have to do my business first. Ye Qianqiu put down the teacup and stood up: "Master, Danding of the Liu clan, I want to bring back the Forgotten Worry Peak." ”

Forget the worries of the real person was stunned: "Their Danding is their lifeblood, you said you can bring it back if you bring it back?"

Before Ye Qianqiu could answer, netizen real people waved his hand: "If you can take it back, you can take it back." Anyway, you are doing everything that forgets the worries, and you can do whatever you want. ”

Ye Qianqiu nodded and said goodbye to Nangong Zhenren.

"Qianqiu's cultivation is really a bit fast, so don't have any problems in your mood. Ye Qianqiu had just left, and Nangong Zhenren suddenly spoke.

Nangong Zhenren's voice fell, and the face of the real person who forgot his worries showed bitterness. Ye Qianqiu's cultivation was from the early stage of Qi cultivation to the half-step foundation building, which was a matter of one night. Later, the foundation was built, and it was completed in just a few days.

The most important thing is that other people have to build a foundation and have a small thunderstorm, but Ye Qianqiu didn't happen anything, and he successfully built the foundation.

As soon as this kind of thing happens, can you forget about real people without worrying?

But it's useless to worry.

Forget the worries of the real person sighed: "Disciple, there is always a disciple's fate." ”

Here, Ye Qianqiu didn't know that her master was so worried about herself, she was now lost in the mansion of Drifting Snow Villa. Drifting Snow Mountain Villa is one of the few sects in the cultivation world that will set up a pavilion in the mortal world.

Moreover, the pavilion they set up in the human world is very large, and they also use the formation of mustard Sumeru. So, I didn't have time, and I really couldn't find the end here.

Therefore, Ye Qianqiu was lost unconsciously.

There are not many people in the hotel, and most of them are not very high. Ye Qianqiu walked for a long time before he met someone, and after asking, he realized that the place he was in now was far from the gate, but it was quite close to the martial arts arena.