Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 451 Such pure tea, the mystery of the divine drum
Now that we have compared the two sides' perspectives.

Chu Tianshu killed Huoshu Toutuo with a single palm strike, then led Su Xian and Li Chenxiang to the Imperial Garden.

Cheng Xin then sent people to settle the rest of the caravan.

Not far from Ximing Pond, there are artificial hills, bamboo groves, and pavilions.

He asked the two to sit in the pavilion for a while, then turned around and went to his place where he had been staying for the past few days to fetch a pot of tea.

"Judging from your complexions, you two are quite badly injured. This tea is medicinal; please drink some."

Chu Tianshu poured each of them a cup of tea; the tea was brownish but clear and transparent.

People in the Tang Dynasty loved to drink tea. Before the Tang Dynasty, tea was brewed in the same way as porridge. But after Lu Yu wrote "The Classic of Tea" in the Tang Dynasty, fine tea quickly became popular in the north and south, and even in foreign lands.

Su Xian was a tea lover, but after taking a small sip, a look of doubt appeared on his face. He took another sip, and then another.

He could tell from the first sip that the tea had a medicinal taste, and he could even vaguely identify several qi-tonifying herbs.

The problem is, this tea's texture is...too delicate.

Those who cultivate the martial arts of the heart and blood have keen senses. When they taste tea, no matter how much it is filtered, they can always taste many tiny particles in the tea soup.

This is also considered a flavor that only martial artists can enjoy, so they don't mind it.

However, Su Xian only realized this after tasting such pure tea for the first time today.

The presence of flocculent impurities can certainly be considered a flavor trait.

But if we could get rid of these impurities while still preserving the flavor of the tea, that would be even more delightful.

"So innocent, so innocent."

Su Xian closed his eyes to savor the experience, feeling as if he were floating on air, and murmured, "How exactly is this tea brewed?"

Li Chenxiang placed the wooden box containing the divine drum on the corner of the table and was quietly sipping his tea when he suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Elder Su, you're bleeding from your nose!"

Su Xian woke up with a start, and touched the bloodstains with her finger.

Chu Tianshu took a sip of tea, smiled, and shook his head slightly.

"You're too weak to absorb nourishment."

He brews this tea by directly extracting the vital energy of the medicine, infusing it into the water, and then, through the process of refining medicine, harmonizing the various ingredients, neutralizing toxins, and enhancing the medicinal effects.

Although it contains medicinal properties and has a flavor, it is not actually made by soaking medicinal herbs in water, so there are no impurities at all.

These are all good medicines that replenish qi and blood.

Given Li Chenxiang and Su Xian's strength, even if they were seriously injured, they could still absorb the medicine by channeling their energy.

Unexpectedly, Su Xian loved tea and was so engrossed in its flavor that he momentarily forgot to circulate his energy to absorb it.

In addition, when operating the machine gun in combat, Old Su lost the most blood and even developed symptoms of being unable to tolerate the nourishment.

Su Xian quickly pressed lightly with his right hand, flicking his fingers from his collarbone all the way down to his navel, and then rubbing with his palm.

In a short while, his blood and qi became active, and he absorbed the medicine more quickly.

Li Chenxiang handed him a handkerchief and wiped the blood from his nose.

Su Xian folded the handkerchief and sighed to herself, "To be able to drink such good tea, I would gladly fight Huoshu Toutuo twice more."

"This tea is not only due to the efficacy of the tea leaves and herbs themselves, but also to the superb skill of the person who brewed it, who is unparalleled in the world in the art of tea."

Because of his chubby face, his eyes, which were not large to begin with, now gleamed with a sharp, yearning light as he looked at Chu Tianshu.

"Senior Chu, are you willing to take on apprentices in the art of tea?"

"I am known for my filial piety, and I am willing to serve my senior by leading his horse and holding his stirrups, thus fulfilling the duty of a master and disciple..."

Chu Tianshu quickly waved his hand.

"No, I only boil medicine, I'm not good at brewing tea, and you can't learn all my medicine-boiling skills anyway."

Chu Tianshu pondered for a moment, "However, if you really want to learn how to extract medicinal properties and blend tea, I have a set of medicinal recipes passed down by the Northern Celestial Masters sect."

"If you can learn this set of medicine recipes, even if you can't match my skills, you'll be at least 70% proficient."

Su Xian was overjoyed, got up from the table, and was about to kneel down on the spot.

"Don't become an apprentice!"

Chu Tianshu raised his hand to stop him and smiled, "How about exchanging skills?"

"Having traveled abroad for a long time, I am very interested in the military strategy of the Tang Dynasty."

Su Xian was a little surprised.

This delay triggered his business instincts, and he instantly realized that he had gotten the better deal.

Even disregarding the taste, the medicinal effects of that cup of tea were quite remarkable.

Not only did he lose a lot of blood in the previous battle, but he also had old injuries accumulating along the way while escorting the Divine Drum.

The medicine was warm in nature, and the herbs used did not seem to be particularly rare, but they immediately permeated the limbs and bones.

This is precisely the wonder of the prescription's proportions.

"senior."

Su Xian hesitated for a moment, still not daring to take advantage of this senior, and told the truth.

"The art of military spirit is precious, but with your strength, as long as you are willing to make a trip to Chang'an and express your intentions, I'm afraid someone will come to your door to give it to you for free."

"Senior saved our lives, so the Soul-Slaying Technique should be offered, and this medicine recipe..."

Thump!

Chu Tianshu tapped the table lightly with her finger, interrupting him. Outside the pavilion, the shadows of the trees swayed gently, and a fragrant breeze carried their scents.

Not far away, on the West Bright Pond, the water rippled and carp leaped lightly.

“This imperial garden was originally designed by Zheng Tianchang. He did bad things and deserved to be punished. He will never have the chance to appreciate such beautiful scenery again.”

Chu Tianshu admired the scenery outside the pavilion and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Conversely, if someone does a good deed and I happen to happen to see it, they should also be rewarded."

"If you feel you've gotten a good deal by obtaining this medicine recipe, consider it your reward."

"Everyone in your team can learn this medicine recipe. In the future, it will be another way to make a living besides living on the edge."

Li Chenxiang's eyes lit up.

The entire group included him, and besides, a good portion of the caravan consisted of Zhenla people, all of whom were his confidants.

Having said that, Su Xian had no further hesitation.

"On behalf of everyone in the caravan, I thank you, senior."

Su Xian got up and sat down at the table. Seeing that there was no paper or pen, he didn't wait for anyone to fetch them.

He took a brocade pouch directly from his waist, opened it, placed the gold and silver inside on the table, and then wrote on the inside of the flattened pouch.

As he raised his hand and exerted force, blood was forced from his fingertips, making his nails resemble the tip of a pen.

The characters written in this way are delicate, clear, and dry quickly; a single drop of blood can write hundreds of characters.

Using one's own blood as ink can better express the artistic conception of the technique.

Chu Tianshu poured himself another cup of tea, sipping it while reading what Chu Tianshu was writing.

"Sure enough, they've improved a lot, starting with the basic steps..."

Chu Tianshu had long intended to combine the Taixu Heavenly Eye with the Three-Seven Divine Sword.

He didn't intend to create another weapon spirit. The best option would be for the two treasures to be combined and both controlled by the three-seven weapon spirits.

After all, Sanqi has been with him for a long time, and he is the embodiment of his own fighting spirit. After undergoing so much training and development, they are now working together very well.

With a single Soul Unification Treasure, you don't need to be too distracted during battle.

However, the radiation energy has a deep restraining effect on the Three-Seven Soldier Soul.

In the past, the original scriptures of Nanhua were used to refine the vital energy of famous swords and blades to enhance the body of the Three-Seven Sword. The essence of species from the wasteland world and the borderlands were used to nourish the soul of the soldiers.

They should all be considered good resources.

However, from today's perspective, the methods used in the past for feeding were still a bit crude and wasted a lot.

Chu Tianshu recently thought that he could gradually increase the amount of radiation internal energy and integrate it into his own blood, thus indirectly feeding it to Sanqi and making it better adaptable.

Now we have obtained the improved version of the Soul of the Army technique from the Tang Dynasty world.

Even without relying on the token for deduction, with his current abilities, he could quickly discern many subtle details.

This allowed me to refine and improve my original ideas.

Su Xian was confident and meticulous in his writing, carefully considering the size and arrangement of the characters.

The entire art of military strategy was finally written down by him on a piece of brocade cloth.

After he finished writing the last stroke, Chu Tianshu had already mentally reviewed each step.

Which steps are not needed for Panax notoginseng, and which steps can be replaced or shortened using our own methods?

Li Chenxiang kept his eyes straight ahead, not looking at the art of the soldier's soul. Moreover, he was in a peaceful state of mind and did not need to forcibly suppress his greed. He was just digesting the medicinal tea and was quite content.

Chu Tianshu glanced at him, gaining a better understanding of the prince's character.

"The medicine recipe is right here."

Chu Tianshu took out a scroll from his pocket. He had written it in his spare time each evening over the past few days, and originally intended to give it to Cheng Xin.

It wouldn't hurt to give it to Su Xuan and the others first, and then make a copy for Cheng Xin as well.

Su Xian happily accepted the book.

Chu Tianshu also took the brocade pouch, but instead of looking at it again, he turned his gaze to the wooden box beside him.

Inside the box was the Mountain King's Divine Drum.

He lifted the lid and saw the jet-black drumhead with a snake-scale pattern.

The size of this drum is similar to that of a copper basin used for washing one's face.

The black of the drumhead contrasts beautifully with the gray-white of the drum rope.

The drum body is the color of a type of sandalwood.

However, Chu Tianshu tapped it lightly with his fingernail and heard a metallic sound, indicating that the material was extraordinary.

"It's interesting."

In Chu Tianshu's vision, the divine drum clearly emitted wisps of military spirit energy, sometimes black and sometimes white.

The change between black and white seems to represent the soul of the soldiers within the drum undergoing a process of absorption and cultivation.

However, when he looked closer, it seemed that the drum did not contain a complete soldier's spirit.

After a moment's thought, he gently lifted his finger and tapped the center of the drumhead.

(End of this chapter)