In fact, the little spiritual power contained in the sixth-grade spiritual tea is no longer worth mentioning to Fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing, and it does not help much in improving their cultivation.
In their current state, drinking spiritual tea means the taste is really in the taste. Drinking too much is actually a waste.
The reason why Fan Xiren brought out the six-grade spiritual tea to entertain Mu Tianqing and Yang Fan was actually to please or repay Yang Fan.
With Yang Fan's current level of cultivation as a ninth-level spiritual master, drinking sixth-grade spiritual tea is perfect.
"Little friend Yang Fan, why is there nothing wrong with the taste of this tea?"
Seeing Yang Fan put down the tea cup after just one sip, with a calm look on his face, without the shock and surprise that ordinary spiritual masters would have when they drink spiritual tea for the first time, Fan Xiren couldn't help but ask Yang Fan softly.
The tea was brewed by him himself, and there was nothing wrong with the technique, the steps, or even the water used. He had just taken a sip himself, and it was still warm, fragrant, and flawless.
But why does it seem to be an ordinary drink that is bland and tasteless when it comes to Yang Fan
This shouldn't be the case!
Spiritual tea is something that becomes increasingly rare the higher you go. The two or six grades of spiritual tea he has collected were accidentally obtained when he was the Ling Emperor decades ago. They can definitely be regarded as top-grade spiritual tea.
At least before this, Fan Xiren had never tasted tea higher than the Sixth Grade Lingcha.
Yang Fan is young and his cultivation is only at the king level. Even if there are some opportunities and adventures, he should not have the opportunity to come into contact with high-level spiritual teas above the sixth grade.
"No, the taste is actually quite good. Thank you Mr. Fan for your hospitality." Yang Fan picked up the teacup and took another sip, and praised softly: "Lingcha refreshes the lungs and strengthens the soul. It is really a rare and excellent drink. .”
Fan Xiren's mouth twitched.
Such compliments are really without sincerity. If he really thought it was good, why didn't Mao even have a sincere smile
"Has Guoguo drank this kind of spiritual tea before?"
Yang Fan ignored Fan Xiren's mood and asked directly.
Fan Xiren smiled and said: "Of course, Yang Guo is my only closed disciple. I gave her some at the beginning of her apprenticeship. However, her cultivation level is still low and she can only take half a cup at a time. No more. It would be a bit unbearable."
Yang Fan nodded.
Spirit tea's ability to improve mental power is actually very limited, not even as good as a fifth-grade or sixth-grade soul refining pill, but its improvement in the origin of the soul is extremely significant.
It is precisely because Yang Fan was lucky enough to drink some ninth-grade spiritual tea in the martial arts secret realm that the origin and strength of his soul are far superior to those of the same level.
Yang Guo's cultivation is not enough, so he takes too much rashly, which is harmful rather than beneficial.
"More than that," Fan Xiren looked at Yang Fan with a chuckle and continued: "A few days ago, I asked Yang Guo to bring back some diluted spiritual tea and distributed it to your father-in-law. Although it did not directly awaken their spiritual power, But it also has the effect of stabilizing the soul, clearing the mind and brightening the eyes."
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, and then he remembered that it seemed that this was really the case.
When he came back this time, he clearly felt that the mental state of Yang Chaoqun and Zhao Linglan was much better than before.
I thought that because both he and his sister had become successful, the two elders were in high spirits during happy events, but I didn't expect that Fan Xiren was also responsible for this.
This old man is quite interesting.
Before that, Fan Xiren didn't know about Yang Fan's adventures outside, let alone Yang Fan's ability to heal his old injuries.
There was no interest involved, it was all based on the mentor-disciple relationship between him and Yang Guo.
In this way, Fang shows his sincerity and sincerity.
Yang Fan took a deep look at Fan Xiren. When the old man said these words at this time, he obviously had some intention of showing off his merits, but Yang Fan was not disgusted.
He who does good deeds and sells favors but still hides them is a saint.
Fan Xiren's personality is very similar to that of Yang Fan. Looking at him, Yang Fan actually feels a bit like him.
"It's rude to come and not reciprocate!"
Yang Fan pulled out a sentence in classical Chinese, flipped his hand, and actually brought out half a cup of steaming spiritual tea. He looked deeply at Fan Xiren and said, "I drank Mr. Fan's spiritual tea and gained a lot. Now please invite Mr. Fan as well." Enjoy my cup of spiritual tea!"
Yang Fan pushed the remaining half cup of Jiupin Lingcha that cousin Wang Zhe had drunk in front of Fan Xiren.
It's not that he is stingy, it's because he has too many disciples at home. The half pot of spiritual tea he got from Mr. Wu Liu is not enough for the disciples to share. He can give half a cup to Fan Xiren, which is considered very generous. .
The ninth grade spiritual tea comes out.
The bursts of tea aroma emanating from the water vapor rising in the cup directly dispersed the aroma of the sixth-grade spiritual tea on the table in an extremely domineering manner, suppressing it tightly in the tea in the cup.
"This is...the big front door?!!"
Fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing perked up, stood up and exclaimed at the same time, staring straight at the half-full cup of tea in the cup.
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, and he could easily identify the name of the tea just by smelling it. These two people were obviously experts in the tea ceremony.
Looking at the expressions of the two of them, Yang Fan knew that there was no need for him to introduce it any more. I think these two people should know much better than him about the efficacy of Jiupin Lingcha.
"By chance, there is only half a cup left. I hope Mr. Fan won't dislike it, and I also ask the pastor to forgive me!"
Yang Fan softly apologized, but he only took out half a cup of tea between the two of them, which really didn't make sense.
"I don't dislike it! I don't dislike it!" Fan Xiren waved his hands repeatedly, with an excited expression on his face. He stared at the half-cup of spiritual tea on the table with some helplessness, and said in a loud voice: "Don't say it's half a cup, even just one drop can drink it for me. Well, I am also satisfied and have no regrets in this life!"
"This is Daqianmen! The only nine-grade spiritual tea in the world! I have been looking forward to it for a long time. I thought I would never have the opportunity to taste its charm again in this life. I didn't expect that today, there would be such a blessing! "
"It is indeed a great blessing!" Mu Tianqing interjected: "The old tea tree that produced the front door had hidden itself fifty years ago and is no longer exposed to people. I heard that even the three emperors today There is no way to detect it.”
"I never thought that after fifty years, I would be lucky enough to smell the fragrance of tea at the front door again. It's really fascinating!"
As he said that, Mu Tianqing suddenly turned to look at Fan Xiren and said, "Old man Fan, you can't swallow such a precious delicacy all to yourself. You have to give me a bite no matter what! Otherwise, the friendship that has lasted for hundreds of years will be ruined!"
"Pull him down if you pull him down!" Fan Xiren looked like a bachelor, stretched out his hand to protect the spirit tea in his hand, and looked at Mu Tianqing proudly: "This is the thank you gift given to me by brother Yang Fan. I should keep it and savor it slowly. Does it have anything to do with you? If you have the ability, ask Brother Yang Fan to give you half a cup too!"
Fan Xiren was overwhelmed with joy. At this moment, the half cup of spiritual tea in his hand seemed to be the most precious treasure in the world. With it, he would not even let go of his old friend who had been with him for more than a hundred years.
"How dare you!" Mu Tianqing raised his brows and threatened: "Don't forget, my current cultivation level is better than yours. If you don't want to get beaten, you'd better be wiser!"
"Now I give you two choices." Mu Tianqing said to Fan Xiren very democratically: "Or you can give me a bite of your own obediently. Hello, I am good, everyone. We will still be good friends when we meet in the future."
"Or, I'll give you a good beating, and then you'll be good to me and give me a good one. I'm good to you if you're not good. I'll tell you whether we are friends or not when we meet in the future."
"You dare to use force?!" Fan Xiren glared: "I will never give in even if I die!"
After just one sentence, Fan Xiren opened his mouth and was about to spit into the cup, hoping to strike first.
However, Mu Tianqing seemed to have been on guard against his move, and with a flick of his mind, he blew away Fan Xiren's spit.
Seeing two old kids teasing each other over half a cup of leftover tea, even using rogue tricks like spitting, Yang Fan couldn't help but be speechless.
It’s really hard to keep up with the thoughts of these tea lovers.
The most important function of Jiupin Lingcha is to enhance the origin of the soul and strengthen the power of the soul. As for its taste, is it that important
Yang Fan believed that if it were replaced with something else, if it had the same effect, even if it smelled bad and was disgusting, there would definitely be a lot of people willing to pounce on it and take a lick.
But in front of them, both Fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing seemed to be more concerned about the flavor of Daqianmen's spiritual tea, and turned a blind eye to its powerful effects.
soon.
The fight between the two came to an end.
In the end, Fan Xiren was outmatched by Mu Tianqing and managed to snatch a sip of the Ninth Grade Spirit Tea away. His face was filled with distress, as if he had lost hundreds of billions at once, and he looked at Mu Tianqing with extremely resentful eyes.
At this moment, he wanted to restore his third-level Spiritual Emperor strength more than ever, to see if this old girl still dared to get cold feet in front of her.
Mu Tianqing was not greedy. He only took a sip from half a cup of spiritual tea. He used his mental power to control the crystal clear tea water to float slowly in front of his eyes. He opened his mouth and sucked it all into his mouth.
"Huh~~!"
With a long trill, Mu Tianqing closed her eyes in great relief and savored the ultimate tea fragrance that spread in her mouth.
Seeing this, Fan Xiren couldn't help but swallowed lightly, and couldn't help but slowly bring the teacup in his hand to his mouth.
Chiliu!
There was a soft sound, and the warm tea went directly into his mouth, running back and forth on the tip of his tongue.
beautiful!
The two bosses were completely immersed in the aftertaste of the tea fragrance. They closed their eyes and thought about it, speechless for a long time.
Yang Fan was always observing the changes in Fan Xiren's body. When he saw a sip of spiritual tea enter his stomach, Fan Xiren's mental fluctuations began to become more active, and there was also a trace of vitality in the origin of his soul. Finally, it was no longer the same as before. lifeless.
"The effect of Jiupin Lingcha seems to be pretty good!"
(End of chapter)