She is devoted to cultivating immortality

Chapter 127 [Making People out of Clay], Using the Unreal to Cultivate the True
"One bottle? Are you crazy? How could she use so much? You must have included the share for your disciples and grandchildren. Ten drops at most!"

"Twenty drops. If there is one drop less, don't read it. Just figure it out for yourself."

"make a deal."

The two old monsters quickly reached an agreement, and Master Zhuzhao carefully took out the scroll from his storage bracelet, spread it out, and presented it to Huang Ze.

Huang Ze couldn't wait any longer and stared at the simple landscape painting intently, while reminding his apprentice as well not to miss this rare opportunity.

After about an incense stick of time, Huang Ze slowly withdrew his gaze, with an expression of being unsatisfied on his face.

"how?"

Zhenren Zhuzhao asked.

Huang Ze was silent for a while, then he said, "This painting contains the supreme truth of Yin and Yang. The painter must be a great immortal. I have benefited a lot from it, but I am still a little short of a breakthrough."

Zhuzhao Zhenren smiled and said, "Of course it is a little different for you. This painting is tailor-made for the Zhuyinmingzhao Sutra of my Feizong.

When one sees the dark, he sees it as day, when one closes his eyes, he sees it as night. When one blows, he sees it as winter. When one exhales, he sees it as summer, and when one breathes out, he sees it as wind.

The Fuyao that I condensed is also Zhulong Fuyao.

The heir of your Xuanshui Sect, Fuyao, is the ancient god of rain, which does not completely match the Taoist rhyme of this painting.

As for the painter's accomplishments you mentioned,

Zhu Zhao Zhenren's expression became serious, and he said every word seriously: "You have misjudged. This person is more than a great cultivator. He is in a terrifying realm that you and I cannot fathom at all. He may be an "ancient immortal."

I'm afraid he is comparable to the old dragon of Tongtian River. Although the cultivation system of Tianwaitian is diverse and seems to be more complete, the main world is the root of all Tianwaitian. From the divine meaning in the painting, I estimate that this person is a Taoist immortal whose age is so ancient that it is impossible to trace back.
I might as well tell you the truth. Although I have been promoted to Fuyao, I can only comprehend 20% to 30% of the great principles contained in this painting. This is because I have practiced the Zhuyinmingzhaojing for a thousand years. Otherwise, I am afraid that I can not comprehend even one tenth of the mystery. "

"His-"

Huang Ze took a breath of cold air when he heard it.

"Even you can only comprehend 20% or 30%?! Who is the painter?!"
Who is the painter?
Zhenren Zhuzhao had wanted to ask this question for a long time, and several people looked at Yun Xi at the same time.

She took out the painting.

"A very gentle woman."

Yun Xi replied, "I opened a small shop in Xiuxianfang Market at the foot of Yifei Mountain. The name of the shop is Lianyue."

"The person is at the foot of Mayfly Mountain?!"

Huang Ze's eyes lit up, and he seemed to want to rush down the mountain right away to find the gentle woman that Yun Xi had mentioned.

Zhuzhao Zhenren frowned and said, "Girl? Are you sure it was her who painted the picture, not someone else?"

Yun Xi replied, "It should be, because the signature on the painting is her name, and when I saw the painting, it had just been completed not long ago, and the ink was fresh.

There are many similar paintings and calligraphy in the store, but I didn’t dare to look at them too much.”

“So many similar paintings?!”

The breathing of Huang Ze and Zhu Zhao Zhenren became a little faster.

"Xi'er, tell me in detail how you got this painting. Also, what does that woman look like and how is her cultivation?"

Master Zhuzhao couldn't wait to ask.

Yun Xi knew that this matter was of great importance. She had even anticipated this outcome when she gave the painting as a birthday gift. However, she did not expect that Master Zhuzhao and Huang Ze would react so strongly.

But it is also true that a painting that can allow a Mahayana cultivator to easily break through to the Fuyao realm is enough to drive 99% of the cultivators in the immortal cultivation world crazy.

Yun Xi immediately said honestly: "I was strolling in the market with a junior sister from the sect, and then I walked into that small shop accidentally.

It is filled with various homemade clay dolls, bamboo horses and other small items, and there are paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls.

I remember that as soon as I walked into the shop, the spiritual energy in my body became unusually active. The environment in the shop made me feel very comfortable, and even my heart became much calmer.

Later, when I saw this painting, I broke through from the late stage of foundation building to the false pill realm on the spot."

"So this is how your fake pill came about through sudden enlightenment."

Master Zhuzhao suddenly realized, while Huang Ze was envious to death.

After seeing the painting, one of the master and disciple broke through directly from the late stage of foundation building to the false pill stage, and the other was promoted to Fuyao stage, which was simply the envy of others.

“.The shop owner is a woman, with a beautiful appearance, a gentle temperament like orchid, a dreamlike and unworldly temperament. I couldn’t see through her cultivation, and at first I thought she was just a mortal.

Later, when I asked her for a painting, she gave it to me directly and said...meeting is fate.

Oh, by the way, that fellow sister also bought a few clay dolls in the store."

Yun Xi recounted the entire incident in detail.

True Man Zhuzhao immediately sent a message out, asking people to bring up the fellow sister that Yun Xi mentioned, and more importantly, the clay dolls in her hands.

Soon, three clay dolls were brought up.

A chubby Fuwa, a rabbit, and a dog.

Anyone who sees these three clay dolls will think that they are so lifelike and interesting.

Of course, it was a completely different scene in the eyes of Master Zhuzhao and Master Huangze.

"call"

Huang Ze put down the clay figurine in his hand, his eyes full of complexities, and sighed: "Although it is not as good as a painting, this small clay figurine also contains infinite Taoist rhyme. If a cultivator who practices earth-based exercises, he may be able to comprehend the supreme truth from it."

Master Zhuzhao also nodded.

At this moment, both of them were filled with shock. They could almost imagine the scene when Yun Xi walked into the shop.

The rhythm of Tao is everywhere, the truths are intertwined, and even the spiritual power in the body is aroused.

Hissing is simply comparable to a blessed land for immortals and a treasure house for cultivating immortals.

And what kind of unfathomable existence must be the person who created all this.

"Mayfly world map Mayfly world map.. Mayfly world"

Master Zhuzhao kept repeating the name of the painting, when suddenly an idea flashed in his mind and he let out a low cry.

"I understand. I understand it all."

"The Mayfly Heaven and Earth, Mayfly is Mayfly Mountain, referring to my Mayfly Sect. And 'Heaven and Earth' should be a metaphor for Fuyao. This senior must have borrowed Xi'er's hand to send this opportunity to me, to guide me, and to help me break through the Fuyao realm.

The great principles contained in "The Mayfly Map of the Sky" are extremely consistent with the "Candlelight Sutra of the Dark World" of our Mayfly Sect. Xier had just finished painting when she entered the shop... These are the best explanations.

I guess it is very likely that some senior figure from the Feifei Sect with whom I had a good relationship before came to give me some advice.

Tsk tsk, this senior is truly respectable and formidable to be able to calculate every step so accurately."

Master Zhuzhao's face showed joy, happiness, and an extremely firm self-confidence.

The room was silent for a few seconds.

After a while, Yun Xi nodded hesitantly and said, "Master, your analysis does make sense. The principles contained in this Mayfly Sky Map are too difficult for me. I can only comprehend the superficial aspects of it, but it is just right for Master to comprehend it.

Moreover, the timing of this painting is also very clever, it happened to be a few days before Master’s birthday celebration…”

The smile on Master Zhuzhao’s face grew brighter.

Huang Ze on the side could not help but shout: "Bah, Zhu Zhao, you are too shameless to let yourself be implicated in this. I think that person did it unintentionally. Seeing that you, his little disciple, have good talent, he gave you a painting, but you ended up seeing it by mistake."

"hehe.."

Master Zhuzhao sneered and was too lazy to argue with Huang Ze.

"Return these clay dolls to that disciple. This is her chance. Since that disciple is so particular about fate, it is her fate to get them. Others should not snatch them away. Well, from now on, more resources should be allocated to her. The rest depends on her own luck.

Xier, I plan to keep this painting as the heirloom of my Mayfly Sect. All my disciples who practice the "Zhu Yin Ming Zhao Jing" can comprehend it.

Of course, you have priority.

how do you feel? "

"I will follow Master's arrangements."

A look of satisfaction appeared on Master Zhuzhao's face.

"Okay, next I'm going to pay a proper visit to that senior."

Master Zhuzhao straightened his robe and spoke in a very serious tone.

"Don't even think about getting rid of me. I want to go with you."

Huang Ze spoke quickly.

"It's up to you, as long as you are not afraid of being driven out by this senior master who has an old relationship with my Mayfly Sect, hehe."

Master Zhuzhao's words made Huang Ze so angry that his teeth were itching.

But he had no choice. Zhuzhao was now a Fuyao monk, and he should call him "senior". What's more, he couldn't miss such a great opportunity.

He also wants to be promoted to Fuyao! !
"But Master..."

Yun Xi suddenly spoke up, "That senior doesn't seem to want people to know her identity, and has been disguising herself as a mortal. If you want to visit her, I suggest that you and Senior Huang Ze keep a low profile."

"Mortal? Got it."

Zhuzhao and Huangze looked at each other, and they both immediately had an idea in their minds.

Xie Lian was making a clay sculpture based on the appearance of a little white fox.

There's a reason why she's obsessed with clay sculpture.
Because the mission of [Creation] gave me the magical power of [Molding people out of clay].
When she was shaping the clay, she was also cultivating herself.
Xie Lian sat casually on a bamboo chair, his sleeves rolled up, his long, fair fingers moving deftly.

Although holding dirty mud in his hands, he does not give people a sense of vulgarity, but instead appears to be more otherworldly and free and easy.

Soon, a vivid little clay fox appeared in Xie Lian’s hands.

The posture and charm are all the same, giving people a feeling as if it will come alive and run around at any time.

Xie Lian placed the clay fox in front of the little white fox and, while washing the dirt off his hands, he asked with a smile, “How is it? Does it look like you?”

Tu Shanyue quickly turned her head away.

She didn't dare to look at it any more.

No one knows to what level this person's cultivation has reached, but every stroke of his brush, every clay doll he kneads, and every wood carving he makes are all filled with the rhythm of Taoism.

Tu Shanyue looks at these things every day, and her Taoist heart can't take it anymore. She is about to collapse.

This is just like ordinary mortals going to private schools.

A little kid who has just learned the "Three Character Classic" would be overwhelmed if he had to face a bunch of Four Books and Five Classics that are seriously beyond the syllabus every day.

Seeing that the little white fox didn’t like it, Xie Lian smiled and shook his head, saying, “Okay, I’ll play the piano for you next time.”

Xie Lian is proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers and tea. He is more learned than heaven and is a well-deserved great scholar.

Xie Lian wiped the water off his hands and was about to go back to the store to think about what to eat in the evening when he suddenly heard a crisp voice outside the door.

"Is Senior Xie Lian here?"

somebody is coming?

Xie Lian looked outside the door following the sound, and saw four people standing at the door, staring at his sign.

"Huhu."

Zhenren Zhuzhao and Huang Ze withdrew their gazes and looked at each other, and saw great shock in each other's eyes.

"It's a pity that you and I don't practice swordsmanship..."

Master Zhuzhao sighed softly, stared at the four characters "Lianyue Shop" on the sign, and said with great emotion: "Otherwise, I would have learned a supreme sword technique from it."

Huang Ze nodded with a complicated expression.

Behind him, the handsome young man couldn't help but ask: "Master, is it really so mysterious?"

Huang Ze replied: "If there is a sword cultivator here, he will fight you to the death for this sign.

Jingxuan, when you go in this time, be careful with your words and actions, and don't anger the senior inside, otherwise Master and your Senior Zhuzhao won't be able to protect you."

Master Huang Ze glanced into the open door and said with emotion: "This senior is really too terrifying."

The handsome young man Bai Jingxuan looked stern and quickly agreed.

At this time, Yun Xi next to him whispered something.

"Here comes that one."

Zhenren Zhuzhao and Huang Ze both tensed up immediately, and their expressions became serious and respectful.

"Is it Fairy Xi'er?"

Xie Lian discovered that the person who came was actually the monk fangirl whom he had given a painting to a few days ago and who admired her immensely. She was accompanied by two old men dressed like wealthy men and a graceful young scholar, so he smiled and invited them in.

"Senior, just call me Xi'er."

Yun Xi's pretty face turned red and she spoke nervously.

Xie Lian smiled, then turned to look at the other three people and asked, “Who are these people?”

Yun Xi quickly explained: "This is my elder, his name is..."

Yun Xi subconsciously turned his head to look at Master Zhu Zhao.

Zhu Zhao Zhenren himself said: "My last name is Zhu, young lady, you can just call me Zhu Zhao."

Xie Lian nodded and said with a smile, “Master Zhu.”

Master Zhuzhao was nervous. How could he dare to call himself "old" in front of this person? But since this person was just a mortal woman, he could only agree helplessly.

“..This one is a good friend of my elder, his last name is Huang Ze, and this one is Huang’s younger generation, his name is Bai Jingxuan.

They all admire your calligraphy and painting skills, and have come to visit you today."

"Mr. Huang, Mr. Bai."

Xie Lian greeted them one by one.

This time it was the turn of master and disciple Huang Ze and Bai Jingxuan to feel extremely terrified.

"Everyone, please come in first."

Xie Lian invited them in.

She felt that the two elders of Yunxi were a little bit inferior to Danyangzi, but not much, and they were quite capable.
But these two people have somewhat strange personalities. From the very beginning, they stood straight like wood and stood at the door without coming in. It was really puzzling.

Zhenren Zhuzhao and Zhenren Huangze looked at each other, both of them were excited and expectant, and they took a step forward.

The blessed land of immortals is within easy reach.
It's only a dozen steps from the door to the inner hall.

Following behind Xie Lian, Master Zhuzhao and Huang Ze seemed to be back to the time when they had just joined the sect and were going to meet their sect master for the first time. They felt nervous and uneasy.

Finally, we arrived at the inner hall.

At first glance, the windows were bright and clean. When they stepped over the threshold, both of them trembled slightly, and their hearts were shaken. Just as Xie Lian said, this small world was almost filled with all kinds of profound and mysterious Tao rhymes. It seemed that if they stayed here for one more second, their cultivation would increase by one point.

"call"

Huang Ze took a long breath and tried to calm his excitement.

He had already seen the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, each of which was full of Taoist charm.

With a quick glance, countless insights came flooding into his mind, and he actually felt a slight swelling and pain in his Nascent Soul.

It's really exaggerated.
Zhenren Zhuzhao felt similarly to Huang Ze, but he already had a "Mayfly Sky Map" in his hand that was most suitable for his practice, but he had not yet fully comprehended it.

Master Zhuzhao knew very well that one cannot chew too much, so the main purpose of his visit this time was to get to know Xie Lian properly, and he had no other extravagant desires.

"We are like a mayfly in the universe, a grain of sand in the vast ocean..."

Master Zhuzhao slowly read out the most eye-catching calligraphy in the middle, chewing it over and over again, feeling that there was an indescribable sense of freedom and otherworldliness contained in it.

He seemed to have grasped something, but it was so hazy and vague that he couldn't see clearly. His Dao heart, which had not had a breakthrough in hundreds of years, actually loosened a little at this moment.

More convinced.

"No wonder the girl lives in seclusion here. I hope I can survive this state of mind."

Zhenren Zhuzhao sighed sincerely.

Huang Ze beside him also had a look of approval on his face. They seemed to understand a little bit why Xie Lian chose to live in seclusion here.

The path to immortality is bitter and cold, and the peak is lonely.

The higher you go on the path of spiritual practice, the fewer people you will have who can be your friends or even your opponents.

The two of them have only reached the Mahayana Fuyao level of cultivation, and they only have each other's best friends around them.

Xie Lian’s realm was infinitely higher than theirs, so naturally he was even more lonely.

It is indeed better to shed the halo and be an ordinary mortal, which is more free and easy.

Xie Lian felt helpless and amused when he saw the admiring expressions on Zhu Zhao and Huang Ze’s faces.

She is always misunderstood.
The misunderstanding has reached this point, and this misunderstanding is actually true.

Because neither the cultivation system of the main world nor the cultivation system of the outer world is very important to her.

Since she traveled through time and space, relying on the bronze tripod, she now has too many abilities and methods.
It can be said that it is using the false to cultivate the true, although it is not perfect yet, but being "misunderstood" can make one feel at ease.
Zhuzhao Zhenren and Huang Ze looked at each other and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid we will never be able to have the same state of mind as the girl in this lifetime."

They even have a hard time breaking through to the Fuyao level, how can they possibly compare to this person?

Xie Lian smiled politely, then glanced around and said apologetically, “Normally there aren’t many customers in my shop. There’s not even a place for you to sit after you came in…”

Zhuzhao Zhenren and Huang Ze quickly said, "Miss, you don't have to be polite. We can just stand there."

Yun Xi came with her elders today. It seemed that these people were really obsessed with calligraphy and painting. Of course, they probably wanted to gain insights from the paintings.
As the host, you should still do your best to entertain guests.

After thinking for a while, Xie Lian said, “How about this, everyone wait for a moment, I will go make some tea for you.”

"You're welcome, girl. No."

Master Zhu Zhao was flattered and was about to refuse, but Huang Ze at the side secretly tugged at his clothes. Because he didn't dare to communicate with him in secret in front of Xie Lian, he could only wink at him.

Zhenren Zhuzhao and Zhenren Huangze have been friends for nearly a thousand years, so how could they not know what the other is thinking?

I just want to try this person's tea.

It has to be said that even Master Zhuzhao was moved.

This is an opportunity that countless people long for, and it might be another chance.

For a high-and-mighty figure like Senior Xie, just a little bit of money that slips out from between his fingers is enough for them to enjoy endlessly.

No matter how embarrassed I am today, I have to shamelessly give it a try.

Master Zhuzhao stopped talking immediately.

Xie Lian smiled, then turned and left.

This performance again aroused great respect from Zhuzhao and the others.

This room is full of treasures containing the profound principles of Taoism, but Senior Xie didn't care at all whether they would covet them or not, and allowed a few outsiders to stay here. His mind was truly broad.

Of course, maybe they didn't think they could take it away at all.

"Zhu Zhao, can you guess what level of cultivation this person has?"

After Xie Lian left, Huang Ze asked Master Zhuzhao in a low voice.

Zhuzhao Zhenren smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "I am just a mere Fuyao, how can I tell? In my eyes, this person is just like an ordinary person, without any spiritual power flowing in his body."

Huang Ze showed an expression of knowing this long ago and stopped asking any further questions.

Just as they were waiting, "Shua——"

A small white shadow rushed into the hall.

It turned out to be a white fox.

The white fox was obviously frightened when he saw the few people, and he stood there motionless.

Zhenren Zhuzhao and Huang Ze looked at each other with their eyes slightly fixed.

"It seems so."

Tu Shanyue was completely dumbfounded.

As soon as she rushed in, she saw four people standing there.

Then several spiritual senses rumbled directly towards her.

Tu Shanyue trembled.

Of these four people, one is at the fake elixir stage, one seems to have condensed a golden elixir, one is unclear, and the last one...
The strength of her spiritual awareness is at the same level as her father's.

At the same level as the Demon King, a cultivator in the Fuyao realm!
Tu Shanyue didn't dare to move. She was just a little demon in the Foundation Establishment Stage and was now injured. Any one of the opponents could easily crush her to death.

Could these people be the enemies of that person?
probably not!

Tu Shanyue instantly denied this possibility in her heart.

Although Tu Shanyue couldn't see through the cultivation levels of the people on both sides, it was obvious that that person was much more skilled than the ones in front of him. It would be as easy to crush them to death as they would to crush themselves.

Could they be friends?!
"Demon fox? Its bloodline seems to be extremely noble. I'm afraid it's the bloodline of the celestial fox among the fox clan."

Master Zhu Zhao frowned slightly as he looked at the little white fox in front of him.

"The Sky Fox Clan in the southern border only has the Tushan lineage, but all the Tushan Fox Clan should be in Qingqiu, how could they appear here?"

Huang Ze murmured thoughtfully:
"There seemed to be a rumor a few days ago that the beloved daughter of Tushan Demon King was abducted from Qingqiu. Tushan Demon King was furious and was investigating the matter all over the southern border. Could it be that..."

Zhenren Zhuzhao and Huang Ze looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"It looks like it's almost certain."

"I'm afraid that only this person can easily abduct the beloved daughter of the Fox Demon King right under his nose."

Huang Ze looked at Zhu Zhao and asked, "What about us?"

Zhu Zhao Zhenren said sternly: "Senior Xie's actions naturally have his own deep meaning, it is not our turn to ask and interfere.

Besides, the human and demon races have always been at odds with each other. Haven’t the demons killed enough human cultivators?

In my opinion, Senior Xie would kidnap the Demon King's beloved daughter because he was fed up with the demon race's usual brutality, so he gave a small warning. This is a righteous act that all the cultivators in the southern region should applaud."

Zhu Zhao Zhenren had a righteous look on his face, and then he sighed: "Xie Senior still disdains to care about the juniors. Look, this little white fox is not safe and sound, maybe it will be released in a few days.

Being able to follow Senior Xie is the greatest fortune in her life."

"It makes sense."

Huang Ze nodded in agreement, then turned around and warned Yun Xi and Bai Jingxuan not to leak the fact that the Demon King's beloved daughter was here. The two naturally obeyed.

Tu Shanyue next to him rolled his eyes.

An act of justice? Justice you idiot!

We foxes never kill human cultivators indiscriminately, okay? Instead, you human cultivators always covet our demon pills, furs, teeth and claws, always wanting to capture us and bring us back to make magic weapons, killing innocent demons.

Besides, I, Tu Shanyue, was not abducted by her. If she had taken action, she would not have abducted me but my father directly!

Tu Shanyue seemed to think of the bloody and violent scene and couldn't help but shivering slightly.

But what the old man said was right. It was indeed a blessing for her to stay with this man.

What a great fortune.

Tu Shanyue also figured it out now.

These guys kept calling her "Thank you, senior" all the time. They were not her friends at all.

There are just a few people who want to curry favor with her.

Thinking of this, Tu Shanyue was no longer afraid. He stood up, shook his body, bared his teeth at Zhuzhao and the others, and made a ferocious look.

"This little fox seems to have heard us talking and is angry..."

Master Zhuzhao found Tu Shanyue interesting and couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, Xie Lian came out from outside the door holding some things.

Zhenren Zhuzhao and Huang Ze and others, who had just relaxed for a while, immediately returned to their original respectful attitude.

Xie Lian brought a set of tea sets, water, tea leaves, and a small stove.

"This tea tastes best when brewed with fresh water, so I ran to get a bucket of mountain spring water. It took some time, and I'm sorry to have kept you waiting..."

Xie Lian explained with a smile.

"Thank you, Miss, you are so polite."

Senior Xie actually went to fetch mountain spring water himself to make tea for them. Zhenren Zhuzhao and others were really terrified.

At the same time, he felt boundless respect for Xie Lian's behavior.

Senior Xie is worthy of being Senior Xie. He disguised himself as a mortal and really didn't need any spiritual power at all. He just moved his little finger. Well, it should be something that can be done just by thinking about it, but he still has to do it step by step.

This kind of calm and composed mentality and state of mind is something they can never catch up with or comprehend.

Perhaps this is the true power of the hermit in the legend.

Xie Lian started to make tea.

Light the charcoal fire in the small red clay stove.

Xie Lian used his hands as a fan, fanning it gently to prevent the smoke from entering the boiling water.

The art of tea requires careful attention to brewing, infusing, appreciating, smelling and drinking.

Brewing tea is the first and most important step.

Xie Lian's tea art has reached the pinnacle of returning to the original simplicity. She performs the simple process of brewing tea smoothly, harmoniously and naturally, just like a landscape painting that is pleasing to the eye.

The people and the fox who were watching were all fascinated by the scene.

Yun Xi, Bai Jingxuan and Tu Shanyue just thought that Xie Lian's movements when making tea were extremely beautiful and very nice to look at.

In addition to admiration, the eyes of Zhuzhao and Huangze were filled with shock and emotion.

In their eyes, Xie Lian's every move was just right, and he seemed to have merged into one with the natural world, with countless great principles flowing around him.

They can't see clearly, can't understand, and can't comprehend.

Master Zhuzhao couldn't help but whispered, "Miss Xie, she should be an ancient immortal from the mythological era."

Soon, white mist rose from the mountain spring.

Xie Lian waved his sleeves and reached out, took out some tea leaves from a black teapot of rather peculiar style, put them into an antique purple clay teapot, and then slowly poured the mountain spring water into the purple clay teapot.

Next, fill the six teacups with tea, and the steps of boiling and brewing tea are completed.

Xie Lian gestured “please” to everyone.

Finally done.

Zhu Zhao and the others were filled with excitement and anticipation. They said thank you and then carefully picked up a cup of tea each with both hands.

Although Zhu Zhao was not proficient in the art of tea, he roughly knew that one should appreciate the tea first, then smell it, and finally drink it.

First, appreciate the color of the tea, which is like amber, clear and translucent. Hints of Taoism flow in the tea, and even the candlelight is no longer surprising.

He smelled the tea again, put the teacup under his nose and sniffed it. The tea fragrance rushed into his nasal cavity, instantly clearing his mind and refreshing his heart.

Finally, have some tea.

Zhenren Zhuzhao took a sip of the tea, and the clear, sweet and bitter tea flowed down his throat. In an instant, he felt that his whole body, soul and spirit were cleansed inside and out. All the dust and distracting thoughts in his heart disappeared, and he felt a brand new feeling.

Even the spiritual power in his body increased a little.

"call--"

Zhuzhao slowly exhaled, opened his eyes and looked around.

Master Huang Ze, Yun Xi, Bai Jingxuan and the little white fox were all still closing their eyes, immersed in the process of cleansing their Taoist hearts.

"Thank you for this cup of tea, senior. It has the magical effect of purifying the heart of Tao and strengthening the soul. It is really a great fortune for these little kids..."

Master Zhuzhao thought with some envy in his heart.

Even he, who was at the Fuyao realm, felt a sense of clarity inside and out after drinking a sip of tea. Yun Xi, the little white fox, and others hadn't even condensed the golden elixir yet, so they would definitely benefit greatly from drinking a cup of tea like this.

At least a long way in my future spiritual practice has been paved by this cup of tea. How can it be said that it is not fate?

Sure enough, when Yun Xi and others opened their eyes again, their eyes were filled with joy.

He bowed respectfully to Xie Lian.

"Thank you for the tea, senior."

Even the little white fox Tu Shanyue was filled with joy. After drinking that sip of tea just now, the injuries on her soul were almost healed, saving her countless elixirs and hard work of cultivation.

"Jiji——"

Tu Shanyue moved closer to Xie Lian and rubbed the back of her feet affectionately.

Xie Lian casually picked up the little white fox, stroked it gently, and replied with a smile: “It’s just a cup of tea, why should I thank you.”

Zhenren Zhuzhao and Huang Ze were immediately filled with awe and thanked the senior for his unremitting support for the younger generation.

(End of this chapter)