Legend of the Great Saint

Mu Zhichuang laughed out loud: "It's not just a cow chewing on a peony, it's also playing a piano on a cow. Just kidding, Bulldogs. Never mind. ”

Li Qingshan smiled lightly: “Tea is good tea, but water is average. The same goes for purple swords, making friends, choosing good water, or you will ruin famous tea. ”

Yu Zizheng Na Na should be, Mu Zhizheng's face changed.

Dr. Tea was first annoyed: “The kid doesn't know how to pretend to understand. Nonsense. I brought this water from the Spirit Springs of Bi Fall Mountain. ”

Mu Zhicheng said: "I'm afraid you've never heard of the Spirit Springs! It ranks 97 places in the Qingzhou Lingquan spectrum. ”

This ranking is not very high, but in 30,000 liqing state, it is already great to be in the top 100, the top 96, is not occupied by all the gate factions, which is a small piece of scattering can taste.

Dr. Tea exclaimed: “You still have a little insight, you are from Aotesan..."

Li Qingshan said: “So what? ”

"How about that," said Dr Tea. If you can bring out better water, this pot of tea is even your husband's invitation. Otherwise... "If the breath comes out, it's seven layers of gas refining.

Yu Zijian hastily said: “Senior, don't be angry, my friend is just saying..."

Li Qingshan stopped her, laughing: “I'm afraid the world's famous spring is not a famous spring spectrum that can do everything possible. Since the elder asked for it, I should be respectful.” Remove a pot of fresh water from the hundred bags and place it in front of Dr. Tea.

This is Li Qingshan underground, along that spiritual river, tracing its origins, found a glance of the Spirit Springs, its water is cool and refreshing. Though he did not understand the tea ceremony, he could sense that the spiritual energy contained in the water was much higher than that of any spring.

Spiritual springs in the world, most of the sources are beneath extremely deep ground. In the process of flowing to the ground, the spiritual energy is scattered and the water quality deteriorates. But how many people in the world can go deeper into the ground, and how many people go deeper into the dangerous ground, just to make a cup of tea for a spring?

The Spirit Springs are guarded by one of the most powerful monsters, and even if they get there, the Alchemist will die. And Li Qingshan, the leader of the demon soldier, wants a sip of water, can his subordinates refuse?

The altar is just an ordinary porcelain, Mu Zhizhong stood by and watched Li Qingshan make an ugly scene. Yu Zijian was worried.

Dr. Tea opened the porcelain and looked inside. The indignation on his face suddenly condensed: “This... this water?” There was a layer of white mist floating on the surface of the water, and as soon as the jar was taken out, a layer of water beads was curled over it.

Mu Zhichuang came impatiently: “How about this water!” His face was also silly, and the spirituality that escaped in the clear water was not beneath many dandrugs.

Dr Tea scooped a glass of fine copper and fought a cold war. This fresh water seemed colder than cold ice. He refused to believe it. He scooped his own water with copper and placed it in the altar. Shortly after, the water in the copper scoop actually froze into ice.

“That's right, that's right, it's ice water! ”

Li Qingshan didn't think of the water he had taken out of the eyes of the underground spring. There was this kind of door, “What, is it better than your water? ”

Dr Tea bluntly said: "The ice condensate ranked 52nd is of course much better than Bizhiquan water. I looked away and didn't expect you to be able to enter the Ice Palace! ”

“I have not heard of the Ice Palace, I said that the world famous spring, is not a district famous spring spectrum can do everything, so thank you for the hospitality.” Li Qingshan's talking room needs to put away the water altar.

“Wait!” Dr. Tea busily stopped Li Qingshan.

“What, you're gonna regret it?” Li Qingshan Road.

“One cup of tea in the district, my husband still invites you, old husband Lu Ziyu, how many soul stones do you need in this water to sell?” Lu Zifeng's eyes caught on fire, eagerly looking at Li Qingshan, or looking at the ice water.

Qingfushan mountain several people did not expect the situation to change, this bull warrior really took out more spiritual water than Bi Fang Quan, this pot of extremely luxurious famous tea, not only did not spend a penny, but also earned money.

Mu Zhichuang was surprised: “Are you Old Lu? ”

Lu Ziyu, though not tall, is skilled in tea ceremonies and has a certain reputation among gas refiners. He is said to have cooked tea for a number of foundation-building brothers and was treated as a guest. I didn't expect to show up in Fang City to host this Qinglon Tea Agency.

Lu Ziyu nodded.

Mu Zhizhong dissatisfied: “I have heard that this ice condenser is suitable for use in sword casting machines, but I have not heard that it is suitable for tea making. ”

Lu Ziyu said: "Lonely! The temperature of the condensed water is extremely low. Everyone thinks it is not suitable for tea preparation. How do you know that only with the combination of ice flames can the flavors of tea be maximized, but the tea master needs extremely high skill.” Of course he is such a highly skilled tea master, how can he let go when suddenly he sees such good water?

Mu Zhizheng was blushing, but he could not seize.

Li Qingshan said: "Please give me a price! ”

Lu Ziyu said: "Thirty spiritual stones. ”

Cheng Jiali shouted slightly. This pot of fresh water is more expensive than just a pot of tea. Thirty spiritual stones are a huge investment for a small gas refiner like her.

Li Qingshan said: "If you want to be a senior, you can't fool me. Then you can have 30 spiritual stones! ”

Lu Ziyu didn't expect Li Qingshan not to pay the price. He was delighted and nodded with a touch of his beard: “Children can teach! ”

“But I have a small request! ”

“What?”

“Please use this water to make me a pot of worry-free tea! ”

Lu Ziyu glared: “Don't be greedy!” To waste his water and his tea leaves, he cooked a pot of worry-free tea with condensed ice water and had to sell at least fifty spirit stones.

Li Qingshan said: “If you don't keep it from me, I have more than this water on me.” Minor meal: “I also want to see the tea ceremony of the senior, if the senior refuses to agree, I can only save this water for myself to drink.” Sigh and put away the water.

“Wait! My husband is itching today, so he can meet your little requirements.” Lu Ziyu promised to bite his teeth, which seemed to be a barely acceptable price if only at cost.

Listening to Li Qingshan's words, not only has there been more than one pot of water, but it seems to know where the spring eye is. It would definitely be of great benefit to his tea ceremony if he could supply this condensed water for a long time.

Lu Ziyu can't wait to scoop the tea, every action is elegant and natural, but instead of using open fire, hand held teapot, to cook it in its own true air, precisely control the scale fire, there is nothing else in the eyes.

A moment later, Lu Ziyu sighed lightly, opened the lid, a strange fragrance swept around, far more worry-free tea than just before. Several guests behind the curtain suddenly stopped moving and turned their heads.

A few gas smellers stood outside the street and sniffed: "What is this smell? It smells so good! ”

In the gaze that several disciples of Qingdongshan looked forward to, Li Qingshan put the purple sand pot into a hundred bagels: “Give me this teapot too!” This pot of tea, of course, is for Little Anthony. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)