Two pink-carved boys stood on a big reef by the sea, stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance, seeing the three poles, one of them said: "Senior Brother Songhe has always arrived early in the morning in previous years, why is it late today?"

The other replied: "I'm afraid that something is delayed, but it is precisely because Senior Brother Songhe arrives every year, so it is normal to be late this year, and it can be forgiven." ”

These two boys, named Pick Up the Lamp and Look at the Sword, were the personal boys of the Master Qingfeng, and they came here to wait for his only disciple, Songhe Zhenren, on the orders of the Master Qingfeng.

Although the two of them had followed Master Qingfeng for many years, and also called Master Qingfeng and Brother Songhe, they were not officially listed in the door wall, nor did they have the opportunity to learn the skills of Master Qingfeng.

As the two were talking, they saw a cloud frame floating from a distance, and the sword boy said happily: "It's Senior Brother Songhe who has arrived." ”

When the cloud frame approached, the two of them saw that the person standing on the cloud frame was not a real person with Songhe, but a young and handsome young man who looked quite young.

"Who are you?" Seeing that this person's eyes were very raw, he couldn't help but wonder when he looked at the sword boy.

"Tan Yi, a disciple of Songhe Zhenren, has seen two uncles who pick up the lamp and watch the sword. The man jumped down from the cloud frame and bowed to the two of them, who were looking at the lamp and the sword.

"You call us uncle?well, well, yes, hurry up!" for the first time in his life, he was called uncle, and he squinted when he saw the sword boy.

"You are a disciple of Senior Brother Songhe, why haven't you heard him mention it?"

"The disciple said a few days ago that he just started, maybe the master hasn't had time to inform the master and the two uncles, but the master is afraid that I will have no evidence, so he asked me to bring this. Tan Yi said as he took out a piece of jade pendant with a simple shape from his arms.

The lantern boy took it and looked at it carefully, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "It's okay, it's a token of our Langyuan Immortal Land, it seems that it is really a new disciple of Senior Brother Songhe, hurry up." ”

Tan Yi stood up, and without waiting for the two boys to pick up the lamp and look at the sword, he continued to ask, and said directly: "Master suddenly felt that the broken bottle was in sight a few days ago, so he has been in retreat for the past few days. ”

After speaking, he took out two jade ponies from his arms, one jujube red and the other snow-white, and the carvings were lifelike.

"These two puppets were acquired by accident in the past, and they are not rare, but they are good for boredom. ”

After speaking, he entered a little bit of true qi into the two jade ponies, only to hear the two horse chirps, and the two ponies suddenly blew as if they grew up, and then came to life, looking up and working hard, and were so affectionate to the two boys who picked up the lamp and looked at the sword, and they laughed at the huge horse's head.

The two of them have followed the Master Qingfeng for many years, and they have taken a lot of elixirs, and they are still like children of seven or eight years old, but because they have never been in contact with outsiders, their surnames are still like children.

The two of them were overjoyed to see these two ponies, each climbed one, and shouted at Tan Yi: "Good master and nephew, thank you, Master is in the Taoist temple in front, you can go and meet by yourself, the two of us are going to play!"

After the two finished speaking, they were afraid that Tan Yi would pester them, and at the same time, they slapped the horse's buttocks, and ran out as if they were happy, and disappeared after a while.

Tan Yi smiled, walked forward, climbed a hillside, and saw a small Taoist temple with black tiles and white walls, surrounded by plants and trees, which looked quiet and concise.

Tan Yi walked to the door of the hall, did not push the door in, but bowed down from afar outside the door, and said in a loud voice: "Tan Yi, a disciple of Songhe Zhenren, came to meet Master Qingfeng and congratulate Master Ancestor on his 800th birthday!"

"Are you Songhe's new apprentice?" a slightly surprised voice came from the Taoist temple.

"Yes, the master just accepted the disciples a few days ago, so he didn't have time to inform the master, the master wanted to personally bring the apprentices to celebrate the birthday of the master today, but yesterday he suddenly felt that the bottle was in sight, so he ......"

"It's okay, it's okay!" The voice in the Taoist temple sounded very relieved: "Songhe has been stuck on the bottleneck of "Ruyi" cultivation for many years, and breaking the bottle is a big deal, compared to the two, my birthday is really not worth mentioning!"

The door of the gym opened without wind, Tan Yi looked up, and saw an old Taoist priest with white hair but strong spirits sitting cross-legged on a bamboo chair and beckoning to him.

Tan Yi hurriedly stood up, walked to the old Taoist priest and knelt down again, kowtowed respectfully nine times, and then took out a small tea box from his arms, gently uncovered a crack, and suddenly a strong tea fragrance escaped, and even the Master Qingfeng, who was used to seeing big scenes, was moved.

"This tea is elegant and handsome, the fragrance is strong but a hundred twists and turns, is it the legendary "Yitian tea" that grows on the top of Kunlun Mountain and only sprouts once in a thousand years?"

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, there is a tea tree growing on the cliff, which only sprouts once in a thousand years, and can only pick 800 leaves each time, which is called "Yitian Tea".

Legend has it that this "Yitian tea" is planted by immortals, ordinary people can prolong their lives when they drink it, and they will not be sick, and people who cultivate the truth can drink it to burst out of inspiration and have an epiphany and break the bottle.

"Master Mingjian, this tea is Yitian tea. Tan Yi said respectfully: "After the master got this tea, just smelling the fragrance of the tea inspired the broken bottle, so he didn't dare to hide it, and specially ordered his disciple Sun to send it to the ancestor to celebrate his birthday." ”

"It's rare for him to have such filial piety!" Master Qingfeng nodded with a smile, for a monk of his realm, ordinary heavenly and earthly treasures, and divine weapons were no longer in his eyes, but this "Yitian Tea" that could help him break through the bottleneck was really a surprise to him.

The Venerable Qingfeng waved at will, and a delicate purple sand teacup flew to the table beside him, and Tan Yi respectfully poured more than a dozen pieces of "Yitian Tea" into the cup for him, and was about to pour water, but was stopped by the Venerable Qingfeng.

I saw him reach out and take out a silver fish-shaped vial from his arms, and poured out a drop of milky white liquid from it, and the drop of liquid fell into the cup, turning into a full cup of spring water full of spiritual energy, "gurgling" steaming.

A trace of greed appeared in Tan Yi's eyes, but it was quickly covered up by himself.

The Venerable Master Qingfeng picked up the teacup, took a sip, closed his eyes and savored it, and it took a long time before he opened it, and sighed sincerely: "The peerless tea is worthy of being left behind by the immortals." ”

I was about to take a closer look at it to see if this tea was really as rumored, with the effect of promoting epiphany and helping people break the bottle, but suddenly I heard a yin voice from outside the temple: "Master Qingfeng is so interested, I heard that today is your 800th birthday, and I don't know if you are welcome to come down and disturb a glass of water and wine?"