Legend of the Great Sage

Chapter 32 The Lucky One

Mu Zhicong's face was displeased, and Cheng Jiali immediately said: "Niu Dao, it's not easy for casual cultivators to earn some spiritual stones, so I'd better save them to buy pills!" The other two Ivy disciples also echoed. . . in G.

"I have my own measure!" Li Qingshan said indifferently, I killed a bunch of Qi refiners like you to save such a small fortune, it is really not easy. But it doesn't make sense for you small characters to underestimate him. He doesn't mind being ridiculed, but he can't see her laughing at Yu Zijian.

Said to the tea doctor: "Old man, here is the most expensive pot, just, just that worry-free tea!" Li Qingshan sat at a tea table with a big horse and a golden knife, his appearance exploded. There is no other way, he has hundreds of spirit stones on his body, and he still guards a vein of spirit stone underground, so it would be hypocritical to insist that he is not an upstart.

The tea doctor finally raised his head and looked at Li Qingshan. In such a market where Qi refiners are the mainstay, he can afford to drink Wuyou, but not many, he said lightly: "Wait a while!" to make tea.

The few Ivy disciples were all stunned. The worry-free tea is a famous tea from Qingji Tea House. A pot costs a sky-high price of twenty-seven spirit stones. If it is replaced by Qi Ning Pills, it is enough for a Qi refiner to practice for a year or two. , even Mu Zhicong was reluctant to buy a pot of tea, and said with a dry smile, "Niu Dao, you are so generous!"

Yu Zijian tugged on Li Qingshan's sleeve, persuading in a low voice: "Niu Juxia, that one is so expensive."

Li Qingshan patted the exquisite wooden tea bench beside him: "Drink it by yourself, what are you afraid of?"

This is his sincere words. His life ambition is to taste delicious food. Although tea probably cannot be counted among them, he must try anything that can satisfy his appetite. Drink all the tea and drink the best. And for strangers, especially those who are not very pleasing, his principle has always been to owe nothing, why would he drink tea invited by others.

Yu Zijian sat next to him, vaguely feeling Li Qingshan's desire to stand up for her, and his mood was a bit complicated.

Those Ivy Mountain disciples all looked at Mu Zhicong, not knowing whether they should sit down, they also wanted to taste the worry-free tea in their hearts. Mu Zhicong thought to himself, since you want to slap your face swollen to look fat, then you can do whatever you want.

Li Qingshan asked about what happened to Yu Zijian after they parted.

It turned out that when Yu Zijian arrived at Qingteng Mountain, he had to start as a handyman disciple honestly, but at the initiation ceremony, the old man Qingteng appeared to test everyone's qualifications, and her qualifications were the best.

The old man Qingteng Xinxi asked a few more words about her background. If she was an ordinary girl, she would have been terrified by the towering sect hall and the majestic foundation-building monks.

But Yu Zijian said: "I didn't want to come,

It was he who insisted on me coming. Pointing at Liu Fengrui, how he threatened and coerced her to prevent her from talking nonsense, she burst into tears.

And the children who were brought to Ivy Mountain by Liu Fengrui from Kuangjian Mountain Villa were already close to this little senior sister, and they also felt homesick. In a moment, all the children cried together in the main hall of Ivy Mountain. The introductory ceremony, which was going well, was very embarrassing.

The old man Qingteng couldn't hold back his face, pointed at Liu Fengrui and cursed, and said: "Other people saw it, and thought that my disciples from Qingteng Mountain were all brought here by abductees!"

Liu Fengrui hurriedly knelt down to apologize, his character was not pleasing even among his fellow disciples, no one spoke for him, they all secretly watched him make fun of him.

The old man Qingteng left in a huff, and Yu Zijian turned danger into luck, and it could even be said that he turned defeat into victory.

But Old Man Qingteng neither said to let Yu Zijian go, nor said to let Yu Zijian join Qingteng Mountain, so she stayed for no apparent reason and became the only non-Qingteng disciple of Qingteng Mountain.

Li Qingshan guessed that it was Qingteng old man who also wanted Yu Zijian to enter Qingteng Mountain, but he was unwilling to use coercive means. Qingteng Mountain accepts disciples, not enemies, and only Liu Fengrui's headstrong person can be so arrogant.

The disciples also saw the old man Qingteng's thoughts, so they wanted to get close to Yu Zijian, and advised her to join Qingteng Mountain, and her personality was very pleasing, and within a month, she got to know everyone well. Coupled with the protection of an admirer like Mu Zhicong, Liu Fengrui, an inner disciple, has nothing to do with her.

"Brothers and sisters, they all say that guy is a villain, so let me not take it to heart."

Mu Zhicong said embarrassingly: "Zi Jian, don't talk nonsense, Senior Brother Liu is just acting recklessly, he is not a bad person." Although he hated Liu Fengrui, he still had to protect his fellow disciples in front of outsiders.

Li Qingshan really couldn't laugh or cry when he told Yu Zijian's adventures, he couldn't help but sigh, some people are born luckier than ordinary people, this kind of luck is not a powerful family background, but a kind of ability, the ability to smile to the world. The world is like a mirror, if you smile at it, it will smile at you. This ability is not born with it, but has received the most gentle care and the most correct education since childhood.

Li Qingshan and Qian Rongzhi were not so lucky, each had a cruel temperament sharpened by life, and they fought in this world with minions named "cunning and wise" and "brave and decisive", which was the strength they depended on for a living.

Yu Zijian has neither decisiveness nor resourcefulness, and his cultivation level is pitifully lower. But it is also her strength that she can make the young and mature Hua Chenglu ask for a Xiantian pill for her, and let the hard-hearted Li Qingshan run hundreds of miles for her.

At this time, the doctor of tea served a pot of fragrant tea, and poured the water into the teacup. It was light and colorless, like clear water, but it was filled with a strange fragrance, which made people relax.

Li Qingshan said: "Tea instead of wine, thank you Taoists for taking care of Zijian." After drinking the tea, a ray of heat flowed into the abdomen, spread, the body was warmed up, not only the lips and teeth were fragrant, It is simply fragrant.

On this cold winter night, drinking such a drink is simply a wonderful enjoyment. After drinking a cup, it seems that even all kinds of selfish distractions have been washed away, and the whole person has become lazy. And no matter the tea leaves or tea water, they all contain pure aura, which is even better than ordinary medicines. Great for the mind and body.

"It really is good tea!"

Mu Zhicong and the others drank slowly, with indescribably relaxed expressions on their faces, and then looked at Li Qingshan, their arrogance dissipated, and their words were a little more polite. The so-called short-handed, soft-mouthed eating people, drinking such famous tea, and laughing at Li Qingshan, they are not so thick-skinned.

Cheng Jiali looked at Li Qingshan with a softer gaze, she could see that Li Qingshan was not a poor casual cultivator with a swollen face to pretend to be a fat man, but a generous man who really didn't care about these twenty or thirty spirit stones, always Can get a woman's favor.

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "The name of tea is worry-free, it really is true."

Only Mu Zhicong couldn't be happy, he was the central figure in this small circle, how could he be reconciled to being robbed of the limelight with just a pot of tea by this reckless man: "The cow way of drinking has spoiled the tea a bit." .”

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows: "How do you say that?"

Mu Zhicong was waiting for these words, smiled slightly, and there was a lot of talk, talking about the tea ceremony and the classics of tea, showing his knowledge, and Cheng Jiali and the three of them couldn't help but cheer.

Li Qingshan and Yu Zijian, two country bumpkins, held teacups and drank while listening.

When Mu Zhicong's speech came to an end, when he wanted to drink a cup of tea to moisten his throat, he was shocked to find that Li Qingshan and Yu Zijian had "spoiled" the rest of the tea.

Yu Zijian said in admiration: "Brother Mu knows a lot."

Li Qingshan said: "I also feel taught."

Yu Zijian still drank lightly and slowly, but he was a real drinker, pouring cup after cup into his stomach. Drinking Lao Tzu's tea, and talking so much nonsense, then there is no need to drink it.

The three of Cheng Jiali were thankful for their quick hands, and they did not forget to drink tea, snatching a few cups from Li Qingshan's mouth to drink, which was worth half a month of practice. This spiritual tea is not like secular tea, it can be brewed many times, the tea doctor uses magic to integrate the taste of the tea into the spiritual water, without any waste, only this one pot.

Yu Zijian touched his belly: "It's so warm!"

Li Qingshan said: "That's not true."

The two looked at each other and smiled, Yu Zijian saw that Li Qingshan's eyes were black and white, without the sharpness of the first meeting, but very calm and clear, from a ferocious tiger to a gentle cow, looking at her a little more Very gentle.

She suddenly felt that this kind of gaze, even more so than that sharp gaze, made her unable to look directly, so she dodged her gaze and lowered her head.

Mu Zhicong felt that what he said just now was all in vain, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Niu Dao, now you know the depth of the tea ceremony!"

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "I'm a rough person, I can't remember so much." Turning to Yu Zijian, he said: "How about it, Zijian, do you want to go back with me?"

Before Yu Zijian could answer, Mu Zhicong said decisively: "No, Zijian cannot leave Ivy Mountain without Master's will."

Cheng Jiali persuaded softly: "Senior brother." She wished that Yu Zijian would go as far as possible, but if two men argue about something, it is not only about the gain or loss of that thing, but also about their own face, not others. A sentence or two can persuade you.

Li Qingshan didn't look at Mu Zhicong, but said to Yu Zijian: "What do you mean?"

Yu Zijian suddenly hesitated. These days, the disciples of the Ivy Mountain Sect have taken good care of her. If she left, she would feel that she had let down the good intentions of these people, and might embarrass Niu Juxia.

"Think about it, don't worry about other things, just follow your own wishes, I believe that the old man Qingteng is also a reasonable senior, don't forget, I will tell you the way to choose." Li Qingshan felt her thoughts and patted her Ignoring the ugly Mu Zhicong, he got up and went to the tea doctor to pay the bill, and just took out twenty-seven spirit stones from his treasure bag.

The doctor of tea proudly said: "How about this worry-free tea, old man? Tao can taste the taste, don't be a cow chewing peonies!" He specializes in tea ceremony, watching Li Qingshan's cups of cow drink, he was also unhappy, and at this moment he finally endured. I can't help but say a few words.

: The dangerous thirty-nine~