Let's say he is an old man.
But this tea is real.
Let’s just say he meant it sincerely.
But there is a risk of getting your head shot if you drink this tea.
Therefore, Yang Fan really didn't understand what this old man meant.
He didn't believe that anyone could be so good that he could accurately judge the specific scope of his consciousness sea space just by looking at him.
In addition to himself, even Zhong Ling, who is still staying in there watching cartoons, may not be able to understand how big Yang Fan's consciousness space is, let alone the phantom of the soul in front of him.
only.
If it's just to kill people, is it necessary to get a cup of the unique nine-grade spiritual tea
It's too extravagant and a little too wasteful.
Even if you have a mine at home, you can't be so willful.
Yang Fan curiously raised his head and glanced at the phantom old man in front of him. Under his eager gaze, he raised his hand, raised his neck, and poured a cup of hot tea into his mouth.
The old man's mouth twitched.
The cow chews the peony!
Fortunately, he just thought that this kid would have some taste, would taste it carefully and slowly, and then tell the taste of the tea.
result.
Really looking forward to it.
This guy is a fool at all. Drinking tea is really like drinking water, just to quench his thirst.
From this point of view, Yang Fan was quite honest. After all, he had said hello in advance from the beginning, saying that he had no research on tea ceremony.
"You drank a cup of nine-grade spiritual tea at Daqianmen, and the spiritual sea within the sea of consciousness surged ten feet high. The spiritual power is +20,000, and the soul source is +100."
Instantaneous.
Yang Fan's head swelled up and he had a splitting headache. He felt as if he was being stretched, and he felt like he wanted to burst out and spread out thousands of miles.
The increase of 20,000 points of spiritual power was still within his tolerance.
But the sudden influx of those hundred drops of divine soul source made Yang Fan's consciousness space swell, as if the balloon was filled with too much air, and the egg liquid in the egg shell suddenly increased by one-third.
There is a feeling that it is about to explode or burst.
Damn it.
Isn't it said that only warriors whose consciousness sea space is less than 30,000 kilometers will explode after taking it? Why would Mao have such a strong expansion reaction if his consciousness sea space has already reached 33,800 kilometers
You won't really be blown away, right
Yang Fan felt guilty for a while and regretted a little.
Is it because I have a system by my side that my mentality is a little fried, so I am so reckless and impulsive
"I should be more cautious! This time it seems that I'm a bit exaggerated."
Yang Fan held the table with both hands, his face was blood red, and his whole head seemed to be swollen.
Mr. Wu Liu looked at Yang Fan with a bit of surprise, and clucked his tongue: "You are really a young man. You swallowed a whole cup of Daqianmen in one go, and your head was not exploded. It seems that your consciousness space is really not that vast. ,amazing!"
As he spoke, the old man slowly picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a small sip.
Then, a slight flush appeared on the old man's face. A cup of spiritual tea entered his heart, and he felt satisfied both physically and mentally.
"Boy, has no one ever told you that this good tea needs to be savored one sip at a time?"
"If you chew peonies like you, you will choke to death easily!"
Said.
The old man picked up the teacup and took a sip, with an expression of great satisfaction and enjoyment on his face. He squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Fan, whose breathing had gradually become more balanced and his head had gradually returned to its original size.
"But, you are really amazing. Not only is your head hard, but your consciousness space seems to be ridiculously large."
"You know, even my old man would not dare to drink such a cup of ninth-grade spiritual tea like you did just now. He can only taste and refine it in small sips. Otherwise, this ghost of my soul will... It will inevitably collapse quickly because it cannot withstand too much source power."
Instantaneous.
Yang Fan's face showed two capital letters of embarrassment.
turn out to be.
Is this the correct way to take Jiupin Lingcha
The "explosion" in the system notes is the instantaneous effect after drinking the entire cup of spiritual tea at the same time
So, he really misunderstood the old man across from him. He was really kind-hearted and came to give prizes and benefits
But, if you have something to say, why can’t you finish it in advance
"Mr. Wuliu made me laugh. I'm really thirsty and a little anxious."
"But this spiritual tea of yours has a lot of stamina and is really enjoyable. I wonder if I can give this junior another cup?"
Yang Fan shamelessly stretched out his cup to ask for it, with a smile on his face, and there was no longer any embarrassment or embarrassment.
How can you only drink one cup of such a good thing
"Yes." Mr. Wuliu did not refuse. He raised his hand to refill Yang Fan's cup and said softly: "However, the effect of Jiupin Lingcha is special. Generally speaking, only the first cup has the best effect. The second cup can only restore some vitality, but has no amplifying effect."
"However, its taste will not change. It is still so fragrant and pleasant, which makes people have endless aftertaste and is worth tasting again and again."
As he spoke, Mr. Wuliu couldn't help but pick up the tea cup and took another sip, with a look of intoxication on his face.
Yang Fan's mouth twitched.
Another one-shot deal
He took a sip in disbelief. It was indeed full of aroma and rich in spiritual power, but it no longer had the dizzying and explosive feeling he had during the first cup.
"You took a sip of the ninth-grade spiritual tea Daqianmen, and your spiritual power has increased, and the strength of your soul has increased. Your mental power is +50, and your soul strength is +30."
The system prompt sounded as promised. The effect of this second cup of spiritual tea was not even the slightest bit different from the first cup.
Instantly, Yang Fan lost interest.
With a thought, he took advantage of the moment when he raised his hand to drink tea and put all the tea in the cup into his storage space.
Jiupin Lingcha.
It's something you can meet but cannot ask for. Although it doesn't have much effect when he drinks it now, it may not be the case for others.
With the good stuff in hand, Yang Fan naturally thought of his sister.
Xiao Yangguo is also a spiritual master. This kind of ninth-grade spiritual tea, which can greatly replenish the source of the soul, will definitely be more helpful to the little girl.
It's amazing, just drink it slowly and slowly, and there will always be a moment when you can refine all the spiritual power in the spiritual tea.
Seeing Yang Fan's little move, Mr. Wuliu smiled and shook his head, but he did not stop him. However, when Yang Fan reached out to ask for a third cup, the old man was unwilling to refill Yang Fan's cup.
"Don't blame me, little friend." Mr. Wu Liu said quietly: "The tea is limited, and I want to save some for those who come later. If I give it all to my little friend, the next passers-by will probably have objections."
Yang Fan pouted.
You're so stingy. Did you say you could drink whatever you wanted
Feeling a sudden flash of familiar aura behind him, Yang Fan had a thought in his mind and quickly turned around to look back, just in time to see his confused cousin Wang Zhe standing outside the pavilion and looking around warily.
Could it be that the latecomer the old man mentioned was cousin Wang Zhe
Yang Fan felt a little better. Wang Zhe's words were not bad, at least the wealth did not go to outsiders.
However, when the four of them entered the portal of opportunity, it was really surprising that Wang Zhe was able to get here first before Tian Feiyao.
"Huh? What the hell is that little thing lying on cousin Wang Zhe's head? Is it a thousand-year-old spirit?"
Yang Fan glanced at it and soon noticed that there seemed to be an elf following Wang Zhe's hair. It looked very intimate, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
What's happening here
Cousin Wang Zhe is just a martial artist, and his spiritual power is not even as powerful as a second-level spiritual master. How did he capture a thousand-year-old spirit body and make her willingly accept it as his master
As someone who has experienced this, Yang Fan knows how difficult it is to conquer a thousand-year-old spirit body.
First of all, if the mental power is not sharp enough, the existence of the thousand-year-old spirit body will not be detected at all.
In fact, if the power of the soul is not strong and the ability to restrain the thousand-year-old spirit body is not strong enough, even if it recognizes its master, the thousand-year spirit body will most likely turn against the guest and become the master, causing the master and servant to change positions.
Therefore, Yang Fan was really puzzled. How did Wang Zhe not only successfully discover the existence of a thousand-year-old spirit body, but also successfully make it recognize him as its master and follow him so willingly
So awesome, my cousin!
"Since this little friend is here, why don't you talk to me in the pavilion?"
Mr. Wu Liu started his hospitality mode again and directly sent an invitation to Wang Zhe.
Wang Zhe was shocked when he heard this, and soon came to his senses from his confused expression. When he saw the old man and Yang Fan in the pavilion, he looked happy and greeted quickly: "Cousin, it turns out you are here too. Here!”
Wang Zhe was overjoyed to meet an acquaintance who was also his cousin. He walked directly into the pavilion and sat down next to Yang Fan.
"I didn't expect my cousin to get here so quickly. It seems that my cousin has gained a lot from this opportunity." Yang Fan chuckled and congratulated.
Wang Zhe's cultivation aura is obviously much stronger than before. You can tell without asking that he must have gained a lot in the secret realm in front of him.
Wang Zhe said with a smile: "Brother, I just fell into a hot spring bathhouse. The spring water in the bathhouse is all collected by the Earthly Spirit Liquid. It has extraordinary effects. After more than half a month of absorption and refining, my My cultivation level has reached the seventh level of Grandmaster!"
Wang Zhe was very excited. He was promoted to three levels in a row. In the past, this was something that he would not even dare to think about.
Even with the help of Yang Fan at Dai Xing Guest House, he was only promoted from the second level of Wuzong to the fourth level of Wuzong.
But now, it is a rapid promotion from the fourth level of Wuzong to the seventh level of Wuzong. The spiritual power required and the barriers to practice encountered in the process are simply different.
The secret realm of martial arts is indeed a secret realm of martial arts. The opportunities inside are indeed as magical as the legends!
"Can you two friends talk about it later?" Mr. Wu Liu interrupted the conversation gently, raised his hand and pointed at the tea set on the table, and said quietly: "I, this tea, if you don't drink it, it will be a little cold." ”
(End of chapter)