Chapter Thirty-Four: Ice Water

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Mu Zhicong laughed loudly: "It's not just the cow chewing the peony, but also playing the piano to the cow? Just kidding, don't mind Niu Daoyou." (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)"

Li Qingshan smiled faintly: "Tea is good tea, but the water is average." Purple sword, it's the same with making friends, you have to choose good water, otherwise you will spoil the famous tea. ”

Yu Zijian should be, Mu Zhicong's face changed.

Dr. Tea was annoyed first: "The kid doesn't know how to pretend to understand, talking nonsense, my water is taken from the Biluo Spirit Spring in Biluo Mountain." ”

Mu Zhicong said: "I'm afraid Niu Daoyou haven't heard of any Biluo Lingquan! It is ranked ninety-seven in the Qingzhou Lingquan spectrum. ”

This ranking is not very high, but in Qingzhou, which spans 30,000 miles, it is already very remarkable to be ranked in the top 100, and the ninety-six places in front are not occupied by various famous sects, which is a small casual cultivation can taste.

Dr. Tea exhaled angrily: "You kid still has a little knowledge, and you deserve to be from Qingteng Mountain......

Li Qingshan said: "So what?"

Doctor Tea said: "What's the matter, if you can come up with better water, this pot of tea will be invited by the old man, if not......" A breath emanating from his body was actually a seventh-level qi refining layer.

Yu Zijian hurriedly said: "Senior, don't be angry, my friend said it casually......"

Li Qingshan stopped her and said with a smile: "The world's famous springs, I'm afraid it's not a famous spring spectrum that can be collected, since the seniors want to invite, then I might as well be respectful." "Take out a jar of water from the treasure bag and put it in front of Dr. Tea.

This is a spiritual spring that Li Qingshan found underground, along the spiritual river, tracing back to the roots, and finding a spiritual spring, whose water is cold and sweet, refreshing to the heart. Although he didn't know the tea ceremony, he could feel that the aura contained in this water was much higher than that of any Biluo spring.

Most of the sources of the spiritual springs in the world are extremely deep underground, and in the process of gushing to the ground, the spiritual energy will escape, and the water quality will deteriorate. But how many people in the world can go deep into the earth, and how many people can go deep into the dangerous underground, just for a spiritual spring, to make a cup of tea?

That spiritual spring is guarded by one of the strongest monsters, and even if the qi refiner gets there, he will be dead and alive. And Li Qingshan, the leader of the demon soldiers, wants to drink saliva, can his subordinates still refuse?

The altar is just an ordinary porcelain altar, and Mu Zhicong stood by and watched, just waiting to see Li Qingshan make a fool of himself. Yu Zijian looked worried.

Dr. Tea casually opened the porcelain altar and looked inside, the indignant sneer on his face suddenly stared: "This ...... A layer of white mist floated on the surface of the water, and as soon as the jar was taken out, a layer of water condensed on it.

Mu Zhicong walked over impatiently: "How is this water!" His face was also stunned, the aura emanating from this altar of clear water was not under many pills.

Dr. Tea hurriedly scooped a cup with delicate copper and drank it, and shivered, this clear water seemed to be colder than ice, he still refused to believe it, and used the copper spoon to fill his own water, put it in the altar, and after a while, the water in the copper scoop actually froze into ice.

"That's right, that's right, it's ice water!"

Li Qingshan didn't expect that the water he took out from the underground spring would have this kind of doorway, "How, is it better than your water?"

Dr. Tea said dejectedly: "The fifty-second ranked ice water is of course much better than the Biluo Spring water, I looked away, I didn't expect Your Excellency to be able to enter the Bingli Palace!"

"I haven't heard of any Bingli Palace, I said that the world's famous springs are not just a famous spring spectrum can be covered, so thank you seniors for your hospitality. As Li Qingshan spoke, he was about to put away the water altar.

"Wait!" Dr. Tea hurriedly stopped Li Qingshan.

"What, you want to repent?" Li Qingshan said.

"Just a cup of tea, the old man still invites it, old man Lu Ziyu, how many spirit stones do you need for this altar of water before you are willing to sell it?" Lu Ziyu's eyes were burning, and he looked at Li Qingshan longingly, or at the altar of ice water.

Qingteng Mountain didn't expect that there would be such a change in the situation, this bull giant really took out a spiritual water that was far better than Biluo Spring, and this time drinking this pot of extremely luxurious famous tea, not only did not huā a penny, but also made money.

Mu Zhicong was surprised: "Could it be that you are the old man Lu?"

Although Lu Ziyu's cultivation is not high, he is proficient in the tea ceremony, and he is quite famous among the qi refiners. I didn't expect to appear in the Fang City and preside over this Silent Tea House.

Lu Ziyu nodded reservedly.

Mu Zhicong was unconvinced: "I heard that this ice water is suitable for forging swords and refining weapons, but I have never heard that it is suitable for cooking tea. ”

Lu Ziyu said: "Lonely and unheard! The temperature of the ice water is extremely low, and ordinary people think that it is not suitable for cooking tea, who knows, only by working together with ice and fire can the taste of tea be brought into full play, but the tea master needs to have extremely high skills." Of course, he is such a highly skilled tea master, how can he let go of such good water when he suddenly sees it.

Mu Zhicong's face was blue and red, but he couldn't have a seizure.

Li Qingshan said: "Just ask the seniors to make a price!"

Lu Ziyu said: "Thirty spirit stones." ”

Cheng Jiali exclaimed slightly, this jar of clear water is even more expensive than a pot of tea, thirty spirit stones, for a small qi refiner like her, it is a huge amount of money.

Li Qingshan said: "If you want to be a person of your predecessors, you won't deceive me, then thirty spirit stones!"

Lu Ziyu didn't expect Li Qingshan to not make a counteroffer, he was secretly happy in his heart, nodded with his beard and said, "You can teach you!"

"However, I have one more request!"

"What?"

"Please use this water to cook a pot of worry-free tea for me!"

Lu Ziyu glared: "Don't be too greedy, boy!" He wants to waste his water again, and he wants to waste his tea, he uses condensation ice water to cook a pot of worry-free tea, and he has to sell at least fifty spirit stones.

Li Qingshan said: "Don't hide it from my predecessors, I have more than this jar of water on me." "Slightly paused: "I also want to see the advanced tea ceremony of the seniors, if the seniors really refuse to agree, I can only keep this water for myself to drink." He sighed and put away the water.

"Wait! The old man is itchy today, and he will meet your little request. Lu Ziyu gritted his teeth and agreed, if only the cost is calculated, this price seems to be reluctantly acceptable.

Listening to Li Qingshan's words, not only is there more than one jar of water, as if he also knows where the spring is, if he can supply him with this ice water for a long time, it will definitely be of great benefit to his tea ceremony, Lu Ziyu can't wait to scoop water to cook tea, every action is elegant and natural, but he does not use an open flame, but holds the teapot in his hand, cooks it with his own true qi, accurately controls the proportional fire, and there is nothing else in his eyes.

After a while, Lu Ziyu exhaled lightly, opened the lid of the pot, and a strange fragrance rose and lingered, far better than Fang Cai's worry-free tea, and several guests behind the curtain suddenly stopped their movements and turned their heads.

Several qi refiners on the street outside the door stopped and sniffed: "What kind of smell is this, it's so fragrant!"

In the expectant gaze of several Qingteng Mountain disciples, Li Qingshan put the purple clay pot into the treasure bag: "This teapot is also given to me!" This pot of tea, of course, is reserved for Xiao An. !。

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