Unexpectedly, when he waited for the person who should come, Feng Yuanshan immediately put down the teapot in his hand and was about to get up to greet him, but was stopped by the man who greeted him in front of him with a wave of his hand.

Seeing this, Feng Yuanshan didn't insist anymore, but just poured a bowl of tea for the teacup he was holding, cleaned it first, and then poured the white porcelain teacup he was holding again until it was seven points full.

Tea tasting is an elegant thing, so the tea ceremony everyone is naturally indispensable to establish some tea ceremony cultural rules, such as when the host pours tea for the guests, if the host pours the tea in the cup to seven or eight points full, it is enough to stop, which is to welcome the guests, and if the tea is poured to ten full, it will be regarded as a deception, after all, when the tea is too full, a little carelessness when serving the tea, it will overflow the tea and burn the hands of the guests.

Although Feng Yuanshan said that he usually did not focus on these customs and elegant things, he was more or less exposed to them in the growth environment when he was young, so he invisibly integrated these habits into his bones, even if it had been decades since he worshiped the Lotus Sect at this moment, the number of times he calmed down and drank tea like now could be counted clearly with two hands, but in the end, he still couldn't forget those distant memories hidden deep in his mind.

"The old man has already heard that the sect master is very fond of drinking tea and tasting tea on weekdays, so he specially asked his disciples to prepare a pot of tea for the sect master, and it is estimated that this kind of opportunity will not be available in the future, the sect master might as well drink a cup of tea to moisten his throat, but I don't know, can the sect master guess where this tea comes from after drinking?"

It was Zhao Bailian, who was still dressed in green clothes, who sat down from the seat opposite Feng Yuanshan without hurry, he raised the teacup that the other party had poured for him on the coffee table, first took a sip, and suddenly felt that the fragrance was overflowing, refreshing, and immediately couldn't help but praise and said: "Good tea!"

And after he said the word good tea, he no longer hesitated, drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, and then took the initiative to ask for it very rarely: "Pour me another cup." ”

When Feng Yuanshan heard this, he didn't hesitate to add another cup to him.

Zhao Bailian drank it all again, with a look of unfinished meaning on her face.

Feng Yuanshan didn't feel the slightest surprise at this, just smiled and asked, "How?"

Zhao Bailian heard this, only then did he come back to his senses from the freshness, he glanced at Feng Yuanshan in front of him, and found that under the reflection of the weak candlelight and dappled moonlight, this senior elder who had entered the sect soon after he left the Lotus Sect for the first time, finally became old, although the other party could not catch up with Song Yu, the Taishang Elder of the Chunzi Sect, although the other party was only thirty years older than him, but the other party finally stopped at the threshold of the seven-story building, and he could no longer go to see the graceful scenery above the seven-story building in this life.

Zhao Bailian replied in a calm tone: "If Bailian is not mistaken, this tea is called Wanghai Tea, which is from Siming Mountain in Zhongzhou, and the most important thing is that there are only two tea trees in Wanghai Tea in the entire Wuzhou Continent, and these two tea trees are grown from Siming Mountain at the same time, and the two trees are only two zhang apart, and the size and height are the same, so they are called 'Twin Tea' by later people." ”

Feng Yuanshan was not surprised that Zhao Bailian could tell the origin of Wanghai Tea in such detail, he just nodded, and suddenly said with some embarrassment: "I have been busy all my life, and I didn't realize until now that drinking tea can be quiet and nourishing, no wonder the sect master likes to drink tea so much, but unfortunately, the old man knew it was too late after all." ”

Zhao Bailian did not refute it, but took the initiative to take over the task of pouring tea, he poured a cup for Feng Yuanshan, and then filled his teacup, and then said in a calm tone: "If you have the heart to choose the rest of your life, then as long as there is still one breath left, it is not too late." ”

After Feng Yuanshan heard this, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, but then quickly dispersed this kind of light that was rare in his eyes, and he replied in a trance: "Is the sect master digging people?"

Zhao Bailian heard him speak so quickly, so he no longer hid his clumsiness, but said straight to the point: "If my Lotus Sect wants to truly die and be reborn, I must preserve some of the original power that should be preserved, and I always firmly believe that my intuition will not be wrong." ”

Feng Yuanshan ignored his hints, and just said, "I don't know if the sect master has been to the No. 1 Little Lotus Peak before coming to me?"

Zhao Bailian shook her head slowly.

Seeing this, Feng Yuanshan said in a quiet tone: "I didn't expect the sect master to trust the old man so much. He paused for a moment before he continued: "It's not a secret, the old man is really a little flattered by this, but has the sect master thought about it, why would I be willing to spend half my life of energy lurking in the Lotus Sect?"

Zhao Bailian suddenly replied in a calm tone: "Perhaps, I should call you uncle." ”

When Feng Yuanshan heard this, his face changed instantly, and he said in disbelief: "You...... How did you hear about this?"

Seeing this, Zhao Bailian smiled and replied: "Although my uncle faked his death decades ago, and even changed his name after that, I have been in Yong'an City for nearly twenty years after all, since I can drink Wanghai tea, and I also went to Siming Mountain to see the two ancient tea trees with my own eyes, so with a little effort, it is not difficult to find out the identity of my uncle." ”

Feng Yuanshan said with a wry smile: "Since you already know my identity, then you should know that it is impossible for me to serve you again, or rather, to serve this sect under my feet." ”

Zhao Bailian sneered and said, "Who can really know the answer before you try it?" Besides, Uncle Uncle, he has also survived in the Lotus Sect for more than forty years, so after so many years, haven't you developed a little affection for this sect?"

When Feng Yuanshan heard this, a trace of confusion and trance finally flashed in his incomparably determined eyes, and he said softly: "If you say nothing, it is undoubtedly self-deception, but my duty is not to save the Lotus Sect, because from the first day I entered the sect, I came to destroy it, didn't I?"

Zhao Bailian still didn't give up, and said coldly: "Time has passed, things are not people, my uncle has lived for nearly a hundred years, don't you even understand such a simple truth as being suitable for survival? Presumably you should have seen it now, my Lotus Sect has finally withstood the joint offensive from the other two sects, and in the next twenty years, they will not hold any more Hundred Mountains Spring Hunt, I can take this opportunity to regroup and recover." ”

Hearing the other party's long narrative, Feng Yuanshan was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head, and asked rhetorically: "The sect master wouldn't really think that they would give you twenty years to recuperate after returning from this defeat, right?"

When Zhao Bailian heard this, a sneer couldn't help but rise on her elegant face, and her eyes were sharp and said: "As long as I can keep the current team, they won't dare to act rashly, unless the troubled times like fifty years ago come again, but even if the troubled times really come, can they spread their hands and maintain a posture of standing by and watching?"

Feng Yuanshan couldn't refute this, but suddenly sighed extremely deeply, and replied: "Even if what the sect master said is true, but the old man is old after all, if you can be twenty years earlier, or even ten years, the old man may still be able to make up his mind to fight with you." ”

Zhao Bailian saw that he refused again, and his heart was already dead, and he knew that no matter what he said in words, it would be useless.

So, he closed his eyes with some heartache, and finally asked, "Uncle really wants to be so stubborn? Even if you are allowed to retreat into the background from now on, will you refuse to be a Pavilion Elder of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?"

Feng Yuanshan smiled and didn't answer anymore, just shook his head.

Seeing this, Zhao Bailian got up and walked outside the courtyard, but when he left, he still said sincerely: "I'll give my uncle another day to think about it, and I hope you can give me an unexpected answer at this time tomorrow." ”

It wasn't until Zhao Bailian completely disappeared from his courtyard that Feng Yuanshan shook his senses slightly, he looked up at the night sky above his head, and saw the incomparably clear clouds in the moonlight, which couldn't help but remind him of his childhood, when he and his own brother had also seen this scene on the mountain behind their home.

Feng Yuanshan muttered, "I really want to go back and see you again, even if it's just a glance from a distance, it's enough, but unfortunately, there is no chance after all." ”

Zhao Bailian, who had just left the Little Lotus Peak of the Autumn Character Sect, felt a wave of aura fluctuations in the courtyard behind him that he had stayed in before, and his body in mid-air suddenly froze, but in the end, he only glanced back at the courtyard with a painful face, and then regained his calm like a lake.

......

No. 1 Little Lotus Peak.

It is the peak with the strongest aura of heaven and earth in the entire Lotus Sect except for the main peak, and at the same time, it is also the peak closest to the main peak.

In the Jade Heart Pavilion where Song Yu was, he withdrew all his subordinates, leaving only a child who was usually responsible for serving tea and water.

Similarly, Song Yu's mood at this time was also very heavy, or rather, as long as the person he was waiting for did not patronize his territory for a moment, his mood would continue to sink over time.

He sat in his living room, drinking tea and thinking about what he would do when that person came to the door.

At this moment, the night is getting deeper, and when the sun is approaching, the bright moon hangs high in the night sky, and the stars are constantly shining, however, Song Yu did not have the slightest leisure to walk out of his attic to enjoy this great night, because for him, the plan he originally drew up in his heart was completely ruined with the victory of the Lotus Sect in this spring hunt, in other words, he was not able to break off the relationship with the Yunlan Sect at the last moment, nor did he get a chance to let him 'retire'.

A gust of fresh wind suddenly blew through the courtyard outside the living room, blowing the two sycamore green leaves that had been planted in the courtyard for decades.

Song Yu, who was in the living room, couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart when he heard this soft sound, but then he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after waiting for a long time before half a figure appeared.

As far as he was concerned, although most of the time he wished that the person he was waiting for could come to the door early to give him a final result, but after he really reached this situation, he realized that he actually didn't want to see the other party at all.

If there is a chance, he can exchange it for the other party not to visit his Jade Heart Pavilion again, as long as it does not cost him and his only son's life, he is willing to exchange it.

Splendor?

He has lived for more than 120 years, and when he really stepped into the coffin with half his feet, he no longer cared about these things outside his body.

But unfortunately, he knew that he would never have this opportunity.

Another gust of wind blew outside the house, but no doubt it was much stronger than the previous one, and the leaves of the plane trees rustled.

When Song Yu heard this sound, a trace of uneasiness suddenly flashed in his heart, because this feeling seemed to give him a feeling that a storm was coming.

So, Song Yu, who had been sitting on the Taishi's chair for a long time, finally couldn't bear it, got up and left the seat, and then walked out of the courtyard step by step.

He looked up at the silver night sky above the courtyard, and all that fell into his eyes was the misty light of the stars and the bright moon, but then he seemed to see a vague black shadow falling straight down towards his courtyard at the end of the night sky.

Song Yu's expression was solemn, and he couldn't take his eyes off watching the black shadow in the night sky approaching, and when he completely saw the black shadow when he fell, the old face full of folds finally turned into a sad color.

It turned out that the person who came to his residence this time was not the person he had been waiting for, and at the same time, in the latter's hands, there was another elder who originally belonged to his Chunzi faction.

Looking at this middle-aged man who was carrying a burden on his body, but had been caught back to his courtyard by Zhao Bailian at this moment, Song Yu's face was pale, and he didn't even bother to greet Zhao Bailian first, so he shouted coldly to this person: "Zhou Manting, what are you doing here?"

After hearing this, Zhou Manting, who was directly revealed to his name, directly threw the burden behind him to the ground, and said confrontedly: "Old thief Song, don't forget my identity, if I have three long and two short, don't think about it." ”

Song Yu saw that he had reached this situation, and he dared to be so rampant, he was suddenly speechless, and after holding it for a long time, he only held back the word "you".

Zhao Bailian saw that they were arguing now, and she didn't have time to hear them eat dogs, so she immediately said with a hint of displeasure: "What, do you want to stage this kind of drama in front of me?"

Hearing Zhao Bailian speak, Zhou Manting, who had already suffered in his hands before, immediately fell silent and stopped talking, while Song Yu showed a hint of embarrassment, hurriedly turned around and invited and said, "Sect Master, please, if you have anything to say, let's go in and talk about it." ”

Seeing this, Zhao Bailian took the lead in striding into the Jade Heart Pavilion, and then, Song Yu, who followed closely, followed Zhao Bailian into the living room after glaring fiercely at the traitor from the Zhou family.

Zhou Manting, who was outside the courtyard, had a bitter word in his heart, because he knew that since he couldn't succeed tonight, there would be no possibility for him to sneak down the mountain from the Lotus Sect in the future.

However, before he could follow him into the living room, Zhao Bailian's calm voice had already reached his ears, only to hear the latter say to him: "You are waiting outside the courtyard." ”

Seeing that the other party deliberately separated himself, Zhou Manting's heart instantly burst into anger, but due to Zhao Bailian's own strong strength, he still didn't dare to show the anger in his heart in the end, so he could only whisper back, "Yes, sect master." ”

After Song Yu walked into the living room, Zhao Bailian, who was already seated in the seat, waved her hand lightly and closed all the doors tightly.

Zhao Bailian, who seemed to feel the fear in Song Yu's heart and didn't even occupy the main seat, chuckled and said, "Elder Song doesn't have to sit like a pins and needles like this, Zhao is here, but he just wants to discuss some sect matters with you, as long as Elder Song can do exactly what Zhao said, I will naturally not be unfavorable to you." ”

When Song Yu heard this, he was already clearly aware of the indisputability in the other party's words, and he couldn't help but let out a bitter smile in his heart, and he sat down for a while before he opened his mouth and replied: "I don't know what the sect master commands." ”

Facing Song Yu, compared to facing Feng Yuanshan, Zhao Bailian obviously had to be much more concise and to the point, and said directly to the point: "My requirements are threefold, first, sort out the true identities and detailed information of all the disciples of the Chunzi Sect for me, second, sort out the true identities and detailed information of all the elders of the Chunzi Sect for me, and third, without my permission, no one from the Chunzi Sect is allowed to leave the Lotus Sect." ”

When Song Yu heard these three requests, his face immediately showed embarrassment, but after seeing Zhao Bailian's extremely cold look, he didn't dare to refuse these three requests, so he was already in a difficult situation, and finally replied: "Yes, sect master." ”

Seeing that he was no longer messing around like before, Zhao Bailian nodded with satisfaction, then got up and said to him: "Until you deal with these three things, everything you have will remain the same as before. Without waiting for Song Yu to reply, Zhao Bailian continued: "But I'll only give you a week." ”

Song Yu was full of despair, but he could only watch Zhao Bailian leave quickly in front of him, and when the other party completely left, he suddenly found that his whole body was already in a cold sweat and his clothes were wet.

......

Early the next morning.

The edge of the sky had just risen a touch of fish belly white, and in the small courtyard of Liuyun where Xu Yan was, someone had already gotten up and started to light a fire to cook, and by about four o'clock in the morning, the food in the kitchen was already fragrant.

After Xu Yan finished breakfast and washed the pots and pans, he smiled and said to the cardinal: "Sister Hong, then I'll go up the mountain to cultivate." ”

Hearing this, the cardinal just whispered back with one word, "Hmm." ”

However, before Xu Yan left, she handed over another storage bag, Xu Yan saw this, and immediately asked with a smile, "What is this?"

Cardinal replied bluntly: "Dry food." ”