The old man brewed a pot of spiritual tea, and the fragrance that wafted out was enough to make a mortal feel tired, and even keep his mind clear and energetic for a short period of time. **However, for cultivators, there will naturally be no such effect, but it is enough to make them sensitive to the spiritual energy around them. Moreover, after drinking this tea, the effects caused by long-distance flying in the air will Fatigue will disappear immediately, and even the recovery rate of the true energy in the body will become faster.
"I didn't expect that there is actually a mountain of spiritual mist here." When a pure Yang realm cultivator smelled the fragrance of the tea, his eyes suddenly lit up, "I can't tell that you are actually a hermit cultivator. Cheng Murongjun, disrespectful."
The old man smiled. Although he looked extremely old, his voice had a rich atmosphere: "How can this little old man be worthy of the name of a hermit? My little teahouse welcomes all those who love tea and understand tea. Sipping a pot of tea here is a fate.¡±
The man named Murong Jun smiled and stopped continuing the topic, but he paid some attention in his heart.
He knew very well that the spiritual tea he drank had a saying that "one cup is worth a hundred pills".
The mountain of spiritual mist is a very rare spiritual tea.
The tea leaves required for this kind of spiritual tea are picked from a kind of tea tree called Wufenghua. After picking, they must be sealed into the spiritual veins within a stick of incense for cultivation. This process takes at least fifty years. It takes years, and some fine products take hundreds of years. The leaves of the Wufenghua tea leaves that have been cultivated will show a golden color, and then they are stir-fried and baked together with the high-grade spiritual stones ground into sand. This is also a process that requires skill and time. If there is any mistake, If so, then this batch of tea leaves will be completely destroyed.
And even if tea can be produced, it does not mean that it is over.
To make this kind of tea, the water required is not ordinary water, but the water from the spiritual spring that is so rich that it has turned into liquid.
Murong Jun just took a sip and he knew that not only were the tea leaves covered with mountain spiritual mist a hundred years old, but the spiritual water used to make the tea was not an ordinary spiritual spring. In an instant, he knew that although the old man in front of him looked simple, he was definitely not a simple person, and he instantly became respectful in his heart.
Although Murong Jun's companion is not a big shot, he has heard of Manshan Lingwu's name, and looking at Murong Jun's attitude, he understands in his heart.
Once this person has a certain sense of awe, he will naturally become cautious when talking. In this way, the old man won't hear much news, which is not what he wants. He set up a teahouse here. People from Zhongzhou, Southern Wasteland or even Dongyuan natives must pass through him if they want to go deep into Dongyuan. This also gives him enough interesting stories to listen to almost every day. ^//^
But I don¡¯t know why, no one has passed by recently. Now two people finally came, but they almost stopped laughing and chatted, and became cautious in their words and actions. The old man was immediately annoyed: If I had known better, I wouldn¡¯t have scooped so much. The good tea was served, but now the two of them didn't even talk.
This mountain full of spiritual mist is such a precious spiritual tea. If he scooped up this tea for everyone passing by, it would have been squandered long ago.
However, the two people didn't speak, so the old man decided to ask himself: "Are you two in such a hurry, are you rushing to go somewhere?"
"Yes." After hearing the old man's question, Murong Jun replied respectfully, "This time we are going to Beihan Mountain in the Chifeng Mountains."
"Beihan Mountain?" The old man frowned, "I know about Beihan Mountain, but there doesn't seem to be much value there for a strong person like you to go, right?"
In the current world of monasticism, there are only three to four hundred cultivators who have set foot in the Pure Yang Realm. This number may not sound like a small number, but it has been used by the Ten Great Dynasties, the Fifteenth Tianyuan Sect, the Thirty-Sixth Sect, and the Seventy Sect. The second sect and those Xuanmen aristocratic families are so small. On average, each sect only has two or three, which seems to be a really small number. But everyone knows that this data actually refers to those who are active in Tianyuan Continent in this world. In fact, those who can set foot in the Seventy-Two Doors are more or less elders and elders who are in retreat. These elders and elders have the lowest cultivation level. They are also in the Pure Yang realm, but given that these people will never take action until the sect is in danger, not many people will calculate it.
But no matter what, those who can set foot in the Pure Yang Realm are absolutely worthy of being called strong.
Now in Tianyuan Continent, unless it is a big crisis like the Underworld Disaster, it is difficult to see more than two Pure Yang Realm experts acting together. The vast majority of Pure Yang Realm powerhouses are constantly training themselves in the secret realm, so the chance of meeting a Pure Yang Realm powerhouse in the secret realm is naturally higher, at least in Tianyuan Continent for hundreds of years. No??I have seen two pure Yang realm masters fight, let alone a large-scale melee between two or more.
¡° A strong person like Xie Simin who is not doing his job properly can really be said to be unique in the Tianyuan Continent.
But at this moment, after hearing the old man's words, Murong Jun smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Actually, the two major sects, Kunlun and Linglong Pavilion, jointly issued a document to attack a Taiyi disciple named Lu Li."
"Is this person very powerful? He actually wants Kunlun and Linglong Pavilion to join forces. Is he some heinous devil?"
"That's not true. In fact, I am very optimistic about this Taiyi sect's son. He is a genius who is rare in a thousand years. It only took ten years to go from the FengØWanji realm, and it only took ten years to go from the Wanji realm to the Daoji realm. Six years, what an amazing talent!" Murong Jun said this with unabashed praise, "But it's a pity that he killed two direct disciples of the Kunlun head, and also killed ten of Linglong Pavilion's disciples. One of the two flowers was also killed Judging from this strength alone, this genius is definitely invincible in the Dharma Realm. This title belonged to Situ Haoyue back then."
"Hmph, it's no secret that Lu Li is Ye Xuan. It's just that the Taiyi Sect is still pretending to be stupid." Murong Jun's companion snorted coldly, "Now Linglong Pavilion is looking for evidence. As long as the evidence is found, Let¡¯s see how those people from the Taiyi Sect will refute But this Taiyi Sect is really stupid. They actually admitted Ye Xuan into the sect. They don¡¯t know what he has been doing in the Taiyi Sect for more than 20 years. How many bad things have happened."
"Don't talk nonsense. If this thing is not confirmed for a day, it will never be true." Murong Jun frowned slightly, "Besides, Ye Xuan and Lu Li are indeed geniuses. But it's a pity"
"Senior brother, your attitude is wrong." Murong Jun's companion looked dissatisfied, "The deputy master of Linglong Pavilion has promised us that as long as Lu Li can be removed, we will be the guests of Linglong Pavilion! When the time comes, senior brother Do you want anything? Why continue to suffer from those cowards in Qingcheng? Anyway, I will scoop up Ye Xuan's head.
"I know this is Ye Xuan you are talking about. But this Lu Li is Ye Xuan, so what's going on?"
"After it was rumored that Situ Haoyue died, Ye Xuan has been looking for trouble for the Taiyi Sect. Later, he unfortunately fell into the trap of a group of disciples of the Taiyi Sect. He almost died and had to take over his body." Murong Jun did not want to continue the dispute with his junior brother. topic, he turned to explain to the old man, "Everyone had always thought that Ye Xuan had also died before, but they didn't expect that recently, news began to spread that Ye Xuan was actually Lu Li."
"Then how can you be sure that this Lu Li is Ye Xuan?"
"Does that need to be said? The demon girl from the Demon Sword Sect has never had a good impression of the people from the Taiyi Sect. It would definitely be a killing to meet them, but she is very nice to this Lu Li, and even Taohua and Canghua are You are very close to this person named Lu Li. Do you need proof?" Murong Jun's junior brother sneered with disdain, "If he hadn't offended Kunlun and Linglong Pavilion, his identity might have been concealed. But now? He has no other choice but to die. Now the entire monastic world"
A gray shadow suddenly flashed in front of Murong Jun's eyes, and his junior brother's voice stopped abruptly.
When Murong Jun reacted, he saw that his junior brother's neck had been broken by the old man in front of him. After being slightly surprised, Murong Jun immediately realized that the old man in front of him was probably an enemy rather than a friend, and he immediately wanted to take action. However, a powerful pressure made him feel as heavy as a mountain, and he couldn't help but feel a tremor from his soul. In an instant, he understood that he had fallen into this old man's world.
"It seems that Lu Li is really Ye Xuan." The old man showed a helpless smile, "This guy, after so many years, is still as crazy as ever."
"Youyou are"
"You are good, at least you have no intention of killing, so I spared your life." The old man let go of his right hand and the body slipped from his hand, "Don't go to Beihan Mountain. ¡€¡€¡€¡€¡€¡€There is already It¡¯s not a place for you to set foot.¡±
While saying this, the aura of the old man became stronger and stronger, and his whole body made a crackling sound of bones. Soon, the old man gradually grew taller in front of Murong Jun, the wrinkles on his body began to be smoothed, his skin became smooth, and his cloudy eyes even began to become bright and sharp, but there was no silver strands on his head. There are no changes, but the whole person has recovered from the twilight old age to the appearance of a young man in his twenties.
This is the real rejuvenation!
"But Murong Jun just glanced at the young man in front of him, and immediately said with a trembling look of horror: "You you are the mad disciple Si?The bright moon! "
Situ Haoyue ignored Murong Jun. He lowered his head and scooped out a small brocade box from his body, then opened it.
There are three pill pills in the brocade box, which are yellow, purple and gold from left to right. They are bright in color and exude an alluring fragrance.
Just looking at the three pills in the brocade box, Situ Haoyue's eyes showed helpless sadness, but then he became determined, reached out and scooped out the yellow pill, put it into his mouth and put it in his mouth. After taking it, the aura emanating from the whole person instantly became more solid. However, he didn't hesitate at all. As soon as the brocade box was closed, he stepped into the air and left. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qdiancam to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. .Recommend a book from Jiutian Literature Tourwell, this book should still be worth looking forward to.