Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

"Master."

"Uncle."

As soon as Qin Hao entered the door, he met Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun.

He nodded slightly: "Sit down, I'll make a pot of tea for you today."

Hearing this, Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun couldn't help but their eyes lit up, and they sat in front of Qin Hao with joy on their faces.

Long Xingyi didn't know why the two senior brothers were so happy, but he took a chair and sat aside in a decent manner.

With a wave of Qin Hao's hand, the tea table instantly appeared in front of everyone.

Afterwards, he slowly made a pot of tea.

When Long Xingyi saw that the pavilion master used the soaked holy spring to wash the teacup, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

This pavilion master is too wasteful.

Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun on the side had already seen it.

The person in front of me is someone who can use holy springs to soak in hot springs. It is not trivial to use holy springs to wash teacups.

After a while, a strong tea fragrance instantly filled the entire Library.

The Library disciples who were cleaning and fishing were all attracted by the scent of tea.

They set their sights on Qin Hao, Long Xingyi and the others.

Especially when looking at Long Xingyi, there was a bit of envy in his eyes.

They are also assigned to this Library.

Why would Long Xingyi be admired by the Pavilion Master?

Perhaps this is the gap between the big family disciples and ordinary disciples like them.

Of course, there are also some unwilling people who have other thoughts in their hearts.

Since Long Xingyi can hug the Pavilion Master's thigh, there is no reason why they can't hug him.

"Pour tea."

Qin Hao said two words lightly.

Long Xingyi immediately stood up and refilled four cups of tea for everyone.

Smelling the rich tea fragrance, Long Xingyi already had the urge to drink tea impatiently.

But the three of Qin Hao didn't drink tea, so he naturally didn't dare to overstep.

call……

Qin Hao took a deep breath, waited for the temperature of the tea to drop a little, and took a sip of the tea.

Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun also gracefully raised their teacups and tasted the tea in style.

After drinking, both of them showed happy expressions on their faces.

Long Xingyi took a small sip of tea, the fragrance of the tea filled his mouth.

If it wasn't for the boiling hot tea, he would have drank the cup of tea in one gulp.

Qin Hao seemed to see through his inner thoughts, and said lightly: "The most important thing about tasting tea is a word."

"Don't do that kind of thing like a cow chewing peonies."

"promise!"

Long Xingyi suppressed the excitement and urgency in his heart, calmed down and savored the cup of tea in his hand.

After drinking a cup of tea.

He suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment in his mind, but for a while, he couldn't help but grasp this feeling.

At this moment, Qin Hao gave Gan Zhenduo a wink at the side.

Gan Zhenduo immediately understood, picked up the teapot on the table, and added another cup of tea for everyone.

...

After three cups of tea.

Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun both slowly closed their eyes.

Long Xingyi felt that the enlightenment in his mind became clearer and clearer.

He closed his eyes like the two of them, trying to see the picture in his mind clearly.

Soon Long Xingyi fell into samadhi, and darkness enveloped his mind, but at the end of this darkness, there was a spot of light.

His consciousness moved towards the light spot, as the light spot got closer and closer.

The surrounding scene became more and more clear.

He saw a child of seven or eight years old, holding a wooden sword in his hand and using the basic Sword Technique methodically.

The child was already sweating profusely at this time, but his eyes were exceptionally firm.

Beside him, there is a green girl who is 15 or 16 years old, who keeps cheering him on.

Isn't this the picture when I first practiced?

At that time, my talent was average.

It is practiced by the elders in the family every day.

When the brothers in other clans are playing, he is practicing, and the big guys are resting, and he is also practicing.

With Own's hard work and hard work, although his qualifications are mediocre, he barely has a place for Own in the clan.

Sixteen-year-old Foundation Establishment, thirty-six-year-old Golden Core.

But after the Golden Core, the gap in qualifications was immediately reflected.

Not to mention the other favored children of heaven, the gap with sister Zixuan is gradually widening.

Time flies.

Decades of time have not left the slightest trace on their faces.

Although their appearance is still the same as that of the Foundation Establishment, they still look like those sixteen boys and eighteen girls.

But Cultivation Base and identity are very different.

Thinking of this, Long Xingyi subconsciously opened his eyes, only to see Qin Hao still sipping tea carefully.

Gan Zhenduo asked with a smile: "Master, what kind of precious tea is this that can make people enlightened?"

Qin Hao put down the tea cup in his hand and said, "This tea is called Wu Dao."

"If you want to realize the Tao, you must find the most suitable way of cultivation for yourself. The deepest thing in your memory is the most suitable way for you."

Zhao Zhixun showed a look of sudden realization: "So that's the case, no wonder I saw the Supreme Throne earlier."

Gan Zhenduo also said, "I saw Wan Jian Guizong."

After the two finished speaking, they all looked at Long Xingyi.

Long Xingyi listened to the three people's conversation, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Why do you see the supreme avenue, but you only see the basic Sword Technique?

Seeing his shy expression, Qin Hao took a sip of his tea and said, "Why, my cup of tea is useless?"

"No...not."

Long Xingyi hesitated and said: "Go back to Pavilion Master, what I saw was the picture of me learning the basic Sword Technique."

Gan Zhenduo: "..."

Zhao Zhixun: "???"

The expressions of the two were a little strange, and they subconsciously shifted their gazes to Qin Hao, wanting to know what was going on?

After pondering for a moment, Qin Hao said slowly, "It turns out that you are going to walk the path of a swordsman."

Long Xingyi asked with doubts on his face: "I also ask the Pavilion Master for advice."

Qin Hao stood up, and said with a serious face: "Xiao Yi, you have heard the saying that swinging a sword ten million times, the great way will come naturally."

Long Xingyi shook his head: "Pavilion Master, this disciple is dull."

Qin Hao walked a few steps and said: "Basic Sword Technique, although everyone knows it, but in fact, every sword contains a kind of Tao."

"If you can practice one of the basic Sword Techniques to the extreme, you will be able to create a path of swordsmanship with one sword."

After Long Xingyi finished listening, his eyes also became firm.

In his life, he had mediocre aptitude, but he was full of perseverance. He swung his sword ten million times. Although it was difficult for him, it was not impossible.

He stood up and bowed to Qin Hao: "Thank you Pavilion Master, this disciple will definitely live up to Pavilion Master's guidance."

Qin Hao waved his hand and said: "There is no need to be too polite, you practice Sword Technique, not for me, but for your original intention."

"Don't forget the original intention, only then will you be consistent."

When Long Xingyi heard that there was a bang in his mind, he suddenly realized that his way of swordsmanship finally emerged...