Most of the morning, Chu Lan passed in the middle of all kinds of cleaning, and the fog was fluttering on all sides, like falling in a dream, and the sound of birdsong in the empty mountains faintly came, which made this place even more tranquil.

Thousands of shapes are still empty, and the mountains and rivers are re-loaded.

The infinite drought seedlings are exhausted, and the leisurely place is a strange peak.

The clouds and mist here are ever-changing, especially in the morning when the morning dew is reflected in the branches and leaves of the pine forest, and the heavy clouds and mist such as light yarn or such as white practice keep rushing over the mountain, even the Taoist boy who cleans the courtyard will be stained with a bit of fairy energy, and his temperament is ethereal.

In such a flickering cloud and mist, it must be difficult for ordinary people to find this place, let alone climb to the top of such an immortal mountain, right?

Chu Lan thought about it, and couldn't help but speed up the movements in his hands.

"The clouds and mist between the rocks disperse the corridor, and the pine shade covers the grass hall on the stream. Suddenly, a man chanted a long song, and his voice was clear, and it hit the clouds.

After a while, Zhang Wei and Zong Ying came out of the grass house one after another, and leisurely sat down next to the chessboard stone under the tree.

The chessboard is not gold, silver, iron, copper, black and white chess pieces are also the same material, the two of them are upright, handsome and outstanding Taoists, the behavior is all elegant and dusty, the fingers of the two are slender, the movements are soothing, and the appearance of playing chess is pleasing to the eye, which makes people forget to watch.

Chu Lan had already cleaned most of the courtyard on the peak, only a small piece of the southeast corner was left, the broom material was very interesting, anything that was stained with fallen leaves and dead grass on the broom, it would be "sucked" into a certain place on the broom pole in an instant, and it was convenient.

Seeing the two "fairy chiefs" playing chess leisurely, she tried to appreciate it from the perspective of the traveler for a moment, but she did not get the "nymphomaniac" feeling described by the traveler, nor did she feel that her face was warm and her mouth was hot.

- Chu Lan really couldn't understand the "memory fragment belonging to the traverser" in his mind, and as soon as he saw these two handsome men, he kept popping up the window prompt of "take them all", it was Shenma Dongdong.

The memory fragment belonging to the traveler was noisy for a moment, and after finding that Chu Lan herself was unmoved, she calmed down and slowly sank into her inner soul and did not move.

Today is the first day of being a Taoist child, and Chu Lan is not a person who doesn't know the depths, so she can't kick her nose and face as soon as she meets to take the issue of her own life and trouble this Zongying "master".

There are several hidden dangers that she has to solve, one is the mixed memories of the traveler who intends to take away her, the other is the "Gengjin Trick" and "Gengjin Trick Notes" that seem to have fallen from the sky, and the last one is to ask people what kind of cultivation she has reached now and how to go next.

Now these two monks who were drinking wind and fog were playing chess at the door indifferently and were silent, and she, a Taoist child, was not good, so she stepped forward and asked some questions recklessly.

After sweeping the yard, Chu Lan stopped in place, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the broom flew away with a snort, and hung on a certain branch.

She wandered for a while, and found that the crane boy who was responsible for guiding her "rules" did not know where to go, and no one ordered her, is it free time next?

She was just about to take a step when she heard Zong Ying's voice over there sounding casually: "Tong'er, why don't you pour two cups of tea and send them quickly." ”

Even if this old man is an order, he is also lazy and indifferent, Chu Lan looked at his jade-like side face, and said in his heart, "Master, you are much more tender than my mother's face", and then secretly rubbed it to make tea in the posture of a junior.

Just under the tree where the two monks were playing chess, a small red clay stove appeared out of thin air, Zong Ying asked Chu Lan to go to the storage shelf in his grass house to take a piece of tea cake, and then casually put it into a bowl of clear water on the small stove, and before that, the fragrance of cold pine and cypress churned out from the bowl, and the entire Yintai Mountain was soon shrouded in the clear and rich fragrance of tea.

The water boiled three times, Zong Ying raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Lan who was standing on the side, the latter immediately came back to his senses, and after his mind turned sharply, he quickly found a small tea table under the small stove, and found a tea spoon on the tea table, she gently and shallowly filled two small bowls with the tea spoon, and lightly gave one to one of the two Taoist priests who were immersed in black and white fighting.

According to "The Legend of Wang Fushen" compiled by "Ancient Novel Hook and Sink": "Danqiu is out of the big tea, and the wings of the service are born." "Da Ming, that is, fairy tea. Also known as the cloud: "Yuyao people Yu Hong, into the mountain to pick tea, meet a soldier, lead three green oxen, lead (Yu) Hong to the waterfall mountain, said: 'Wudan Qiuzi also. Smell the good drink, often think about the benefit. There is a big tea in the mountains, you can give it to each other, and pray that he will have more than ants in the future, and he will not leave each other behind. 'Because of the memorial. Later, he ordered his family to enter the mountain and won a big tea. ”

In the bowl that is slowly boiling, its tea color is green and moist, the chestnut fragrance is lasting, the soup color is yellow and green, the taste is fresh and sweet, and the bottom of the leaves is tender and green.

Both the smell and appearance are beautiful and lovely, Zhang Wei and Zong Ying drank one after another, which shows that although the "immortals" no longer need to eat, they are not completely abandoned for the enjoyment of their stomachs.

The water in the bowl is inexhaustible, and the small red clay stove fire is also endless.

After eating this tea cake tastelessly, Zhang Wei suddenly asked Zong Ying: "Do you have any rice?"

Zong Ying was stunned.

Chu Lan was stunned.

The crane boy who had just returned from picking Ganoderma lucidum was also stunned.

"What kind of eyes are you, will I be so poor that I can't afford Bigu Dan?" Zhang Wei put down the teacup and sighed at Zong Ying with a smile, "It's just that there is no taste in the mouth, I want to use something delicious, drink something delicious, and relax and relax." ”

Seeing Zong Ying's inexplicable look, Zhang Wei continued to smile and said: "Anyway, the Immortal Crane Boy and the Chu Lan Boy here are not able to clear the valley, is there a difference between making two servings of food and making four servings of food? ”

The corners of Zong Ying's mouth twitched, and he took out a small bottle of pill from his arms and threw it to him: "Except for Bigu Dan, which is Guiyuan Dan, there is nothing else." ”

And Zhang Wei, who brought Chu Lan here to be a "Taoist boy", was not so easy to be dismissed. He took out the Qiankun bag and poured out a bunch of ingredients from it.

"When I was chasing the Spirit Vein Dragon Head for a while, I always smelled a particularly fragrant fireworks and meat in my nose," Zhang Wei said, picking up among the ingredients that were one person tall, "Now that the Spirit Vein Dragon Head has also been found, I should also treat myself." ”

He took two flattened light blue triangular fish, and a bunch of crystal clear fruits, as well as fungi that Chu Lan couldn't name at all, and ordered Chu Lan without embarrassment: "Tong'er, take it to cook, I know that you don't have Bigu, cook it deliciously, and I will send a copy to your master's friend...... No, two copies. ”

Chu Lan looked at the sky speechlessly, and then looked at the fish that were bigger than herself, as well as a bunch of ingredients that she definitely couldn't lift, and silently scolded: It's just over ugly, is this lunch or breakfast?