Chapter 12 Tea Fragrance

There is not much change on Wuliu Peak.

Although at present, on Qingyun Mountain, many disciples above the incarnation period below the imperial sword period in Qingyun Daomen have been sent down the mountain to collect fairy stones to deal with the upcoming catastrophe.

But these five Liufeng are still true immortals. Except for several "cloud" disciples under him, there are few disciples who are suitable for sending down the mountain cultivation. Even with Mo Shoucheng, the number of people who have been down the mountain this time will not exceed ten fingers.

So nothing seems to have changed.

It's just a true fairy teacher who usually doesn't come down from the top of Wuliu Peak, but now he often goes to the school of the lower disciples to practice them. However, several "cloud" disciples under his seat who should be responsible for teaching could not be closed one after another. Either to practice to a higher level, or to refine new magic weapons.

There is only one person who belongs to the Yunzi generation, but there is no closed practice.

The true immortal master gently pushed open the door of the only organ workshop on the peak. Although he restrained 90% of the true spiritual knowledge, the remaining point was still like a vast ocean. Before he could speak, the people in the room had respectfully saluted him: "Master."

Really nodded: "Feiyun, what are you doing here?"

Although it is an interrogative sentence, there is not much curiosity in it. It seems that they just met and asked casually, "Have you eaten yet?" Such a feeling. But the person who saluted him in the room did not dare to answer so casually. Feiyun patted his worn robe, and then replied respectfully, "I haven't seen the child Shoucheng for a long time, and I haven't heard any news. I'm always worried. For a moment, I remembered that in addition to practicing on the peak, he loved to play with these organs, so today he came in for a walk and cleaned up by the way.

He said, patting the dust on his legs heavily: "Look at the dust here."

It doesn't look like a successful practitioners at all, but it is not much different from an ordinary old man of half a hundred.

He really shook his head and said, "Go back to your room and make me a cup of tea."

Feiyun Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Yes, disciple is going to prepare for you."

He nodded repeatedly. Although he did not move the scale method, his pace was extremely fast and disappeared in an instant. I really didn't go to see him, but looked at the clean room in front of him and shook his head gently.

After a while, I really walked out of this small room and closed the door gently and calmly.

I'm really satisfied with Feiyun, a disciple, and I'm also very satisfied with the grandson who is not on the peak at this time. In his eyes, this seems to be a continuation, a kind of inheritance - himself and the risen teacher, Feiyun and himself, Feiyun and his apprentice.

Although this kind of thing can't be seen or touched, it is a very important thing for practitioners - no, for people. He came to Feiyun today. Of course, he had something urgent to tell him, because he knew that the other party probably wanted to know more than he was eagerly.

But... Occasionally, I see my disciples showing some worried looks, but it seems to be an interesting thing. Thinking of this, there was a light smile on the face of the senior Xiuzhen, who was among the five scattered people of Qingyun Mountain. This makes him look very young, although in fact, he has been unable to calculate for a long time.

So, when he really stepped into the disciple's simple bamboo house with this good mood, Feiyun, which was ready, was a little inexplicable. Although his face was still respectful, he muttered in his heart: What on earth can make the master have such a good interest? This time, after cooking tea for the master last time, it has been a few years, but I can't remember.

Although it has been a long time, he has been carefully maintaining all kinds of tea sets. Although he is in a hurry at this time, he is ready to be orderly. I really didn't wait for him to say hello. I first found a stool and sat down, and then waited for my disciple to serve tea.

Feiyun is addicted to alcohol and also loves tea, but he is more particular about drinking tea, which is far less convenient than unscrewing the wine gourd and pouring it into his throat. Therefore, good wine is always available in this room, but good tea is not always available.

But at present, the master is sitting in front of him, and if he doesn't take some good offerings, how can he feel better in his heart? Feiyun was embarrassed, but he really raised his palm and stretched out a tea bag.

"What are you still doing?" I really gently threw the small tea bag on the table and slightly raised the volume.

The tea is very fragrant. Even if it is wrapped in a tea bag and separated by a layer of cloth, Feiyun can smell it. Fragrant and frightening. Feiyun trembled and pulled out the tea bag: "This...is this fragrance Biluochun?"

Really raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it? But do you know who and where did this Biluochun come from?

Feiyun twisted a small piece of tea with his thumb and forefinger, looking at its shape and color: "Is this the 'scary fragrance' from the Taihu Lake area south of the Yangtze River in Qingguo?"

"You look good." He really nodded and urged, "The tea sets and tea are all there, but what are you still grinding?"

Feiyun was surprised, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions for a moment. He quickly responded and made all kinds of preparations. While preparing all kinds of tea sets, he put the mountains and rivers taken from the clear spring on the peak in the water Margin and boiled them over low heat. While waiting for the boiling water, he thought in his heart: This Biluochun is the best of green tea. Look at the color of the tea in this bag, it is the best of the best. In addition to those who practice this kind of creation, only emperors are qualified to drink in the secular Tao. But even in the fairy and demon way, it is a big gift to send this thing out, but who spent so much money?

I really knew that the disciple was thinking, but he didn't say anything, but looked at the small fire with his disciples and gradually boiled the spring water in the mountain.

When the water boiled, Feiyun immediately put away his mind and looked solemn. Carefully lift the kettle and pour boiling water into the purple sand pot, fair cup, scent cup and tea cup in turn.

He only poured a little into each of them for cleaning the tea set. After this step, he poured the boiling water in the tea set into the tea pool.

Then Feiyun invited a tea spoon, put it into the tea bag, took out the tea leaves, and carefully sprinkled it into the purple sand pot. He moved freely, not strange at all, and didn't even shake his hands. But at this time, he really said leisurely: "This tea was sent by someone from Fengqi Valley in the south of the Yangtze River."

As a result, Feiyun's hand still shook, dropped a few pieces of tea and sprinkled them on the edge of the purple clay pot.

"Fengqi Valley and my Qingyun Taoist sect belong to the same as the immortal and demon Taoist, just like the Xuantian Pavilion Baiyun Sect. However, except for a fairy conference held in several years, there are not many exchanges between the two sides. Why did you suddenly send such a big gift again? Feiyun restrained his mind and poured the tea into the purple clay pot while asking.

"This is just a small gift." The smile was stronger. As he urged the other party to continue making tea, he slowly continued, "This time, two elders came to Fengqi Valley, all of whom were repaired in the early stage of breaking the sky. They sent more than a thousand high-grade fairy stones, more than 10,000 middle-grade, and lower-grade... Oh, yes, the lower-grade people didn't send one. I'm afraid they can't afford it."

The flying clouds that had just poured boiling water into the purple sand pot to make tea were in the clouds. Even if he wanted to break his head at this moment, he didn't understand what had happened. He actually asked the people on the other side of Fengqi Valley to send such a generous gift!

At this time, Qingyun Mountain is preparing for the upcoming event of the thousand-year-old devil, the most lacking of which is the two fairy stones in Shangzhong. In order to collect fairy stones, Qingyun Daomen sent all the young disciples. Now the people in Fengqi Valley have sent a lot of fairy stones all the way - this is really sleepy and hit the pillow.

Feiyun looked at his master's face, but there was a little playfulness in his smile. He immediately woke up: No wonder today's master suddenly said that he wanted to drink tea. It must have something to do with me, no, with the child Shoucheng!

As he thought like this, he scraped off the foam overflowing from the top of the pot with the lid of the pot, and the clear tea was exposed, shaking layers of shimmering. Then cover the pot, then lift the purple clay pot, and pour the tea in the pot into various tea cups.

But this is not the tea to drink, but to wash the cup and leave fragrance. Naturally, I knew this step and ignored it. I just quietly watched my disciple pour the tea into the cup into the tea pool. Feiyun also cheered up at this time. He then took out the fair cup and filled it with tea.

This time, the fragrance of tea filled the whole room.

I really smelled the tea a little hard, and then nodded and said, "Fragrant, it's really a scary smell."

It's just that the tea poured into the fair cup is extremely fragrant, but it is not for drinking. Instead, the word "honest" is taken to let the host and guests taste the same color, fragrance and taste of tea.

Feiyun smiled, invited out the tea clip, put the fragrant cup and the tea cup on the tea tray, and then held two tea trays and sent the two cups to the real.

"This time, even the head of the real uncle Kaiyun was shocked and came out of the customs in advance to welcome him. Oh, Feiyun, you are a good disciple. It's not because I was about to drink good tea, or I couldn't help but feel proud and happy. I suddenly stroked my palm and laughed, "Fengqi Valley came to say that the eldest lady in the valley met a demon on the way, but was rescued by the child Shoucheng. Now the young lady Fengqigu returned home safely and told her father about my Qingyun Daomen's response to the thousand-year-old demon. Therefore, I came here this time, firstly to repay the kindness of sincere rescue, and secondly to deal with the devil's help.

Feiyun was stunned at first, and then showed joy, but then turned into a worried look: "This child, it goes without saying that saving people is what my righteous practitioner should do. But I don't know how the process is, and the child is injured. Now...is it safe now?"

Hearing his disciple's question, he sincerely shouted shame! I was completely happy, but I didn't want my disciples to hear the news, but they thought of peace.

Looking at his apprentice's expression of suffering from gains and losses, the character, who had not known many years of cultivation, calmed his tone and gently comforted him, "You are the child's master, and you should have more confidence in him."

With this, he really raised his eyebrows again: "Tea!"