Sword Dao Alchemy

Lin Yun's eyes were fixed on a tea stall not far from the city gate.

The tea stall is under an ancient willow tree.

The ancient willow trees are thousands of feet high and cover hundreds of feet in area.

Green as smoke and full of vitality.

This ancient willow tree has existed for at least a hundred thousand years.

And that ordinary tea stall, existing under this ancient willow, is probably not far away from being a hundred thousand years old.

The tea stall was very simple, with only one table, two chairs, and a stove with a steaming teapot on it.

The old man guarding the stall sat on an exposed tree root and took a nap against the ancient trunk.

No one was visiting the tea stall, as if it had been silent for a long time.

Lin Yun even felt that no one else could see this tea stall.

Otherwise, why would the people around me turn a blind eye to this, and no one would even take a glance at it.

"Maybe you're just waiting for me to visit..."

Lin Yun whispered to himself and walked towards the tea stall.

When he got closer, the old man didn't get up.

He didn't even open his narrowed eyes.

There was no opening of the mouth, but there were words coming through.

"Pour the tea yourself, a piece of obsidian stone for a bowl!"

"If you want me, old man, to pour a bowl of 100 million obsidian stones!"

If ordinary people heard such words, they would probably curse.

A bowl of tea and a piece of obsidian are expensive enough, and it also needs to be the best tea in the world.

A bowl of tea costing 100 million obsidian crystals. Only Emperor Tea could sell it at this price.

The hot steam coming out of the teapot has a strong bitter taste.

Even the poorest coarse tea in the world is probably half better than this.

Therefore, I am afraid that at such a price, I will not be able to sell a bowl in ten to a hundred years.

No wonder people passing by turned a blind eye to this.

But Lin Yun knew...this tea was by no means comparable to ordinary Imperial Tea.

Moreover, the huge price gap between pouring it yourself and the old man pouring it is also because... if you want to pour such a bowl of tea, it is extremely difficult to do it without some strength.

"Thank you, old man! I'll try it myself..."

Lin Yun smiled lightly.

The old man ignored him and just moved his body slightly, turning his back to him.

Lin Yun reached out to lift the teapot, grabbed the handle and lifted it, but it didn't move at all.

"I can't believe that this little teapot contains an entire sea of ​​water..."

Lin Yun was secretly shocked.

Moreover, this sea is at least a million miles in radius.

The quantity of this teapot is astonishing.

Lin Yun focused all his strength on his right hand, and once again, the teapot was easily lifted out.

He reached out to grab the rough porcelain tea bowl that was upside down on the table.

The tea bowl is smooth and difficult to grasp.

What's more, a tea bowl weighs more than ten thousand mountains.

But this does not faze Lin Yun.

No more grabbing with your hands.

But with a sudden thought, he penetrated through the edge of the tea bowl, lifted the tea bowl, and placed it on the table.

Lin Yun poured a bowl of tea, feeling a little exhausted.

Sure enough, pouring this bowl of tea is not an easy task.

However, a bowl of tea contains enough to drink.

Lin Yun sat down at the table, picked up the tea bowl, and took a sip.

The small mouthful of tea was bitter to the bone.

But Lin Yun just frowned and continued to drink.

Although this tea is bitter to the bone, it is a good thing that cannot be compared to the Emperor's Pill.

Usually when someone comes, even if the teapot is like an ordinary teapot, tea can be poured easily.

But even a lick can touch the pain of the soul, and even half a mouthful cannot be swallowed.

If I can't drink this tea, I can only gain nothing by sitting at this tea stall.

I drank this tea slowly and slowly, but the more I drank, the more bitter it became...

Ordinary bitter tea will always have a hint of sweetness when you drink it slowly.

It is bitter tea that does not change. Once you get used to it, you will naturally feel sweet.

But this tea is getting increasingly bitter.

The bitterness between each bite is a different taste.

But the various flavors in the world are constantly changing with every sip of tea.

This ever-changing tea is like a heavy wave that keeps superimposing in your soul, making you miserable and desperate.

Just like human life, if it becomes more and more difficult and painful, it can only make people despair.

No matter what, I can't go on.

Drinking this bowl of tea is like walking that road.

Moreover, this tea seems to never bottom out.

Drinking tea is tasting life.

It’s still a difficult life!

The more Lin Yun drank, the more painful he became, but he drank faster and faster without any hesitation.

Even though his face was twisted in pain, he didn't stop.

Suddenly, another person rushed towards the tea stall from the ancient road.

The same handsome young man, a powerful and talented practitioner.

"Senior brother! Is this tea very good?"

He came closer and asked Lin Yun.

Lin Yun grimaced and glanced at the young man, but he was also very attracted to him, so he smiled and said: "Of course it is excellent tea!"

"Excellent tea?"

The young man glanced at Lin Yun suspiciously, his painful and twisted look as if he was drinking poison.

But when he saw Lin Yun taking another sip happily, he was also moved.

"How do you sell this tea?"

"This tea! If you pour it yourself, you won't get a cent. If I pour it for you, it will be a bowl of one billion obsidian stones." Lin Yun laughed.

The old man taking a nap next to the tree was actually snoring slightly.

No matter how Lin Yun talked nonsense, he didn't care.

"This tea is really too cheap." The young man shook his head slightly.

"My own strength... is actually worthless!"

"But your strength... is not something that can be afforded by 1 billion obsidian crystals."

"In this case... I dare not offend you, I'd better take it myself!"

As the young man spoke, he reached out and grabbed the teapot.

However, he obviously knew that things were not that simple. When he reached out, he had already exerted enough strength and lifted it up.

Then, looking at the slippery tea bowl, the light in his eyes flashed, and the tea bowl flew up and landed steadily on the table.

Lin Yun couldn't help but secretly praise that this person was an amazing genius.

Especially for people with such strength at this age within a thousand years old, this young man was the strongest he had ever seen.

The young man filled a bowl of tea and sat down opposite Lin Yun.

He picked up the tea bowl and took a big sip.

Then his eyes bulged, his hair and beard stood up, his handsome face twisted into a knot, revealing extreme pain, and he was about to spit out the tea.

But he actually swallowed the tea that was about to spit out.

After swallowing a mouthful of tea, the pain on his face was even worse than Lin Yun's.

But he laughed and said, "It's really a top-grade tea..."

"It's a great luxury to drink a mouthful of such tea in a lifetime..."

"And I actually have such a big bowl..."

"I... am so happy..."

But this laughter combined with the twisted face gave people a more painful feeling.

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