Mu Zhai is extremely skillful, but after a while, he fried the tea leaves, boiled the water, put a pinch of tea in each cup, each brewed a cup of tea, the sword turned, and everyone in front of a cup of steaming tea, the tea leaves slowly rolled up in it, and a refreshing tea fragrance came out.

Everyone was curious, and when the tea was cold, they all slowly picked up the cup, tasted it, and immediately praised it, even the demon saint with an ascetic look on his face also praised: "Good drink, with this drink, Mu Zhai, you are enough to last for a hundred years." ”

Mu Zhai smiled honestly and said, "A little craftsmanship is not elegant." ”

The old village chief tasted the best tea and said with a smile: "You kid is like this, begging for a beating, this drink has an endless aftertaste, fragrant lips and teeth, rare, if it can be spread, it is enough to become famous all over the world." ”

Mu Zhai couldn't help but praise, as soon as people praised him, he was a little fluttering, and immediately introduced: "The name of this thing is tea, it is collected from a 10,000-year-old tea tree in Yunmeng Mountain, which can eliminate fatigue, refresh, brighten the eyes, eliminate appetite, diuresis and detoxification, prevent tooth decay, eliminate bad breath, tea is still an alkaline drink, which is conducive to the correction of acidic constitution........"

Everyone looked at the cup in front of them inexplicably, and the old village chief smacked his mouth and said: "I have also drunk tea, it doesn't seem to be like this, it should be matched with lard, mustard, and spices, and that is tea." ”

Mu Zhai looked at the old village chief with a hillbilly look, and said disdainfully: "That's also tea? Is that called oil soup? You see my tea, the usage is called stir-frying, said bubble, the color is green, fragrant, sweet, and the shape is beautiful, usually when picking tea, only pick the tender buds called "lotus heart"; one bud and one leaf, the leaves are like flags, and the buds are like guns, so they are called "flag guns"; one bud and two leaves, the leaf shape is curled, and the shape is like a bird's tongue, so it is called "bird's tongue". Smell its fragrance, it is a fresh and mellow aroma, no strong feeling, taste it slowly, experience the feeling of leaving a fragrance on the teeth and cheeks, and moistening the throat. The first taste will feel light, need to be carefully experienced, slowly comprehend, the real one is sweet and fragrant, sip indifferent, seems to be tasteless, after drinking, feel a kind of too harmonious gas, diffuse between the teeth and cheeks, this tasteless taste and even taste. In order to benefit people, it can cure diseases, and it is as precious as a treasure and a rare thing. ”

Seeing Mu Zhai shaking his head and showing his head, the old village chief slapped him with a slap.

Mu Zhai stopped his mouth and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's a good thing, this thing can be worthy of your identity, isn't it?"

Dugu Mou looked at Mu Zhai with great grievances, and said quietly: "If you were born a hundred years earlier, you can still enjoy it as a teacher, and now it looks like this, even if it is a good thing, you can only look at it." ”

Everyone laughed, Mu Zhai said so much, why didn't they understand what it meant, it was nothing more than sales, Yunmeng Mountain tea trees are innumerable, like weeds growing in the mountains, since Mu Zhai has a mind, he will naturally try his best to sell it, and spare no effort to make money for Mujia Village.

Tu Xiang sipped the tea and said with a smile: "Brother Mu Zhai, I can call the shots, I will purchase the Tu Jiajun, not much, come first with a thousand catties." ”

Mu Zhai Dale, Tu Jiajun and a group of reckless men know the beauty of tea, but they just use it to bribe others, this kind of drink, coupled with the leisurely and calm attitude when quoting, appreciate the beauty of tea, there is no reason not to be popular in the high-level of Daqin, Tu Xiang is very discerning.

Thousands of catties of tea, Mu Zhai calculated, with the current ability of Mujia Village, half a month is enough, and he immediately made a decision.

Other people also came to join in the fun, this tea is like a fairy product, as a monk, how can you not prepare some decorations 13, so everyone has set a little, even Kong Fengtai has set a hundred and ten catties, indicating that the tea leaves picked by the 10,000-year-old tea tree.

Mu Zhai's hand softened, and he smiled and said: "Everyone, I have discussed with Shizun, after some time, my sword gate will be reopened in Yunmeng, you have good seedlings at home, you might as well come to the sword gate for further study." ”

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this, doesn't this mean that everyone has a chance to see the nine chapters of the Sword Sutra? Xing Tianjia frowned and said, "I have no opinion on the reopening of the Sword Gate, but I am afraid that I will cause trouble in vain, which is not very appropriate." ”

Mu Zhai smiled: "It's okay, we don't have so many rules in the Sword Gate, just change the name, even if you are young, you won't stand by, right?"

The demon saint laughed and said: "Xingtian Hunting, you are too old-fashioned, in my opinion, the Sword Gate is forging ahead, this is a good thing, even if I can't do the mystery, I can get three points, it is enough to be useful, besides, you and Mu Li and Dugumou are all masters of the generation, and I am afraid that I will not be able to protect the Sword Gate?"

The old village chief also instigated: "What the demon saint said is right, since Zhai Er said to open it, then open it, but what is the charter?"

Something to do with the disciples, Mu Zhai immediately cleared his throat and said: "First, this apprentice, to get rid of the sect's views, as long as there is a heart, good conduct, the sword sect will not hesitate to teach."

Second, the sword sect teaches the sword, which is divided into three kinds of disciples: internal, external, and true transmission, and the true disciple can obtain the true transmission of the nine chapters of the sword, and this disciple cannot have a sect, such as Prince Fengtai and Tu Xiang, but the inheritance of Senior Sister Yunyu is not good.

Point 3......

Point 4......"

Mu Zhai said ten o'clock before he came down, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "That's all for the time being, I'll add it later." ”

Kong Fengtai looked at Mu Zhai with burning eyes and said, "Are you saying that I can also enter the Sword Gate to comprehend the Nine Chapters of Sword Dao?"

Mu Zhai said arrogantly: "As long as the Demon Saint seniors don't object, the door of the Sword Gate will be opened for you." ”

As soon as the words changed, Mu Zhai smiled and said: "Prince Fengtai also knows that this Sword Gate Grass Creation has a lot of expenses, and it still needs the prince's full support, you know!"

Kong Fengtai looked at the Demon Saint, his eyes were full of pleading, and the Demon Saint smiled: "You can go if you want, you can also use some of the resources of the Demon Clan." ”

After that, the demon god looked at Mu Zhai meaningfully, and said with a smile: "The kid really has a good idea, Fengtai has entered the Sword Gate, the Sword Gate is in trouble, my demon clan can't turn a blind eye, you must contribute, you toss this time, if the Sword Gate can't gain a foothold, it's simply impossible." ”

Mu Zhai said modestly: "The seniors have won the award, you know, the juniors are honest people." ”

Puff puff!

When a few small characters heard this, they were almost depressed and vomited blood, and the valley line, Mu Zhai didn't know how many people had been pitted, and the mantra was: I am an honest person!

Mu Zhai's old face was slightly red, and he immediately showed his face, and said in high spirits: "Everyone, don't you want to build a sect with your own hands, make your own decisions, and be in charge of your own family? ”

Ximen Mo smiled with a zombie face: "The grave keeper is a single line, I can play with you." ”

Ye Kai also smiled: "I'll go home and ask my family, it should be okay." ”

Tu Xiang said heroically: "I'm not welcome at home, so it's better to mess with you." ”

Yun Yu looked depressed, she was reluctant to give up her identity as a scattered immortal, the master was devoted to her, how could she turn her back?

Mu Zhai smiled and said, "Senior Sister Yunyu, I can hire you as a guest! ”