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Mu Zhicong's expression was unhappy, and Cheng Jiali immediately said, "Friend Niu, it's not easy to earn some spiritual stones in casual cultivators, so let's keep and buy the pill!" The other two Qingteng disciples also echoed.
"I have my own measures!" Li Qingshan said lightly. It was really not easy for me to save such a few possessions by killing a bunch of gas refiners like you. But there is no reason to make your group of little characters look down upon him. He himself was ridiculed by others, but he still didn't care about it, but he couldn't see her mocking Yu Zijian.
Said to the tea doctor: "Old man, come to the most expensive pot, just that worry-free tea!" Li Qingshan sat at a tea table with a big sword, and exploded. Reluctantly, there were hundreds of spiritual stones on his body, and a vein of spiritual stones was still guarding under the ground. He insisted that he was not a nouveau riche, that would be hypocritical.
The Tea Doctor finally raised his head and looked at Li Qingshan. In such a market dominated by gas refiners, he can afford to drink worry-free, but there are not many. He said indifferently: "Just wait a moment!" Of cooking tea.
Several Qingteng disciples were all in a daze. The Wuyou tea is a famous tea from Qingji Tea House. A pot costs 27 spiritual stones. It is replaced with Qi Qi pills, which is enough for a Qi refiner to practice for one or two years. , Even Mu Zhicong was reluctant to take it out to buy a pot of tea to drink, and said with a dry smile: "Friend Niu, it's so generous!"
Yu Zijian pulled Li Qingshan's sleeves and whispered: "Niu Juxia, that's so expensive."
Li Qingshan patted the exquisite wood-carved tea stool next to him: "I drink it myself, what are you afraid of."
This is his true heart. His ambition in life is to taste delicious delicacies. Although tea may not be counted in it, he must try anything that can satisfy his appetite. Since he can’t Drink all the tea, then drink the best. Moreover, for strangers, especially those who are not very pleasing, his principle has always been that he would not owe anything to him, how can he drink tea that others ask.
Yu Zijian sat next to him, vaguely feeling Li Qingshan's idea of coming out for her, feeling a little complicated.
Those Qingteng Mountain disciples all looked at Mu Zhicong, wondering whether they should be seated, and they wanted to taste the worry-free tea. Mu Zhicong said in his heart, since you want to make a fat man with a swollen face, then do whatever you want.
Li Qingshan asked Yu Zijian what happened after his separation.
It turned out that when Yu Zijian arrived at Qingteng Mountain, she had to honestly start as a handyman disciple. As a result, at the initiation ceremony, the old man Qingteng appeared to test the qualifications of the people, and her aptitude was the most outstanding.
The old man Qingteng Xinxi asked a few more questions about her origins. If it were an ordinary girl, she would have been scared by the majestic martial hall and the majestic foundation monk.
But Yu Zijian said, "I didn't want to come. He insisted on asking me to come." He pointed at Liu Fengrui and said how he threatened her to prevent her from talking nonsense, and burst into tears.
And the children who were brought to Qingteng Mountain by Liu Fengrui from the Wild Sword Villa were close to the little senior sister, and they also became homesick. In a moment, all the children cried together in the Qingteng Mountain Hall. The introductory ceremony for a good life is very embarrassing.
The old man Qingteng couldn't hold on his face, and pointed at Liu Fengrui and said, "People saw it and thought that my disciples from Qingteng Mountain were all abducted!"
Liu Fengrui hurriedly knelt down and apologized. His character was not likable even among the same school brothers. No one spoke for him, and he secretly watched his jokes.
The old man Qingteng walked away, and Yu Zijian turned a good fortune, even turning defeat into victory.
However, the old man Qingteng neither said to let Yu Zijian go, nor did she say to let Yu Zijian join Qingteng Mountain, so she stayed there for unknown reasons and became the only non-Qingteng disciple of Qingteng Mountain.
Li Qingshan guessed that the old man Qingteng also wanted Yu Zijian to enter Qingteng Mountain, but he did not want to use force. What Qingtengshan collects is a disciple, not an enemy, and only Liu Fengrui who can be so arrogant.
The disciples of the school also saw the old man Qingteng's thoughts, so he wanted to get close to Yu Zijian, and persuaded her to join Qingteng Mountain. In addition, her personality was very pleasing, and within a month of work, she became familiar with everyone. Coupled with the shelter of admirers like Mu Zhicong, Liu Fengrui, an inner disciple, has nothing to do with her.
"Senior brothers and sisters, all said that guy is a badass, so let me not take it to heart."
Mu Zhicong said embarrassingly: "Zijian don't talk nonsense, Brother Liu is just acting a little recklessly, not a bad person." Although he hates Liu Fengrui, he still has to go back to protect his fellows in front of outsiders.
Li Qingshan was really dumbfounded by Yu Zijian's adventures. He couldn't help but sigh. Some people are born lucky than ordinary people. This kind of fortune is not about having such a powerful family background, but a kind of ability, the ability to smile into this world. The world is like a mirror. When you smile at it, he smiles at you. This ability is not innate, but the most tender care and the most correct education since childhood.
Li Qingshan and Qian Rongzhi were not so lucky. They were each honed in their lives with a fierce temperament. They used minions called "cunning and wise" and "brave and decisive" to fight in this world. This is the strength they depend on for a living.
Yu Zijian is neither decisive nor resourceful, and his cultivation base is even lower. But it is also her strength to allow the young and mature Hua Chenglu to ask for a congenital pill for her, and to make Li Qingshan, who has a strong heart, run hundreds of miles for her.
At this time, Dr. Tea offered a pot of fragrant tea, and the water was poured into a teacup. It was light and colorless, like clear water, but a strange fragrance permeated and made people feel relaxed.
Li Qingshan said: "I used tea instead of wine. Thank you for taking care of Zijian." After drinking the tea, a ray of heat ran into the abdomen, spreading, and the body warmed up, not only the lips and teeth were fragrant. , It is fragrant in the heart and soul.
On this cold winter night, drinking such a drink is simply a wonderful enjoyment. After a cup, it seems that even all selfish thoughts have been washed away, and the whole person has become lazy. Regardless of whether tea or tea, it contains pure aura, which is better than ordinary pill. It is of great benefit to body and mind.
"It's really good tea!"
Mu Zhicong and others were drinking slowly, with an expression of unspeakable ease on their faces, and then looking at Li Qingshan, their arrogance dissipated, and their words became a little more polite. The so-called shorthands, soft mouths, drinking such a famous tea, and then laughing at Li Qingshan, they don't have such a cheeky face.
Cheng Jiali looked at Li Qingshan's gaze, softened a bit, and saw that Li Qingshan was not a poor casual cultivator with a swollen face to fill a fat man, but a generous man who really did not take these twenty or thirty spiritual stones to his heart. Can get a woman's favor.
Li Qingshan smiled and said, "The name of tea is worry-free, and it's true."
Only Mu Zhicong couldn't be happy. He was the central figure in this small circle. He was robbed of the limelight by this reckless man with a pot of tea. How could he be reconciled in his heart: "The way the Taoist Niu drinks, but somewhat ruined this tea. "
Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows: "What do you say?"
Mu Zhicong was waiting for these words, smiled slightly, and indispensably talked a lot about tea ceremony and tea scriptures, showing their knowledge and knowledge, Cheng Jiali and the three inevitably cheered.
Li Qingshan and Yu Zijian, two hillbillies, were holding tea cups, drinking and listening.
When Mu Zhicong’s speech came to an end, when he wanted to drink a cup of tea to moisturize his throat, they found that Li Qingshan and Yu Zijian had already "spoiled" the remaining tea, and they were stunned.
Yu Zijian admired: "Brother Mu knows a lot."
Li Qingshan said: "I also feel taught."
Yu Zijian still drank slowly, but he was really a cow drink, pouring cups into his stomach. Drinking Lao Tzu's tea and there is so much nonsense, then you don't need to drink it.
The three of Cheng Jiali were fortunate that they were quick in their hands, and they did not forget to drink tea. They grabbed a few cups from Li Qingshan's mouth to drink, which was worth the first half of a month's practice. This spiritual tea is not like the worldly tea, it can be brewed many times. The tea doctor uses the magic method to blend the taste of the tea into the spiritual water without the slightest waste, just this one pot.
Yu Zijian touched his stomach: "It's so warm!"
Li Qingshan said: "Not really."
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 time they met, they looked very calm and clear. From a fierce tiger to a gentle cow, she looked at her a little more. Gentleness.
She suddenly felt that this kind of gaze made her unable to look directly more than the sharp gaze. She dodged her gaze and lowered her head.
Mu Zhicong felt that what he had just said was all in vain, and gritted his teeth and said: "Friend Niu, 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 his head to Yu Zijian and said, "Well, Zijian, do you want to go back with me?"
Before Yu Zijian could answer, Mu Zhicong said categorically: "No, without the master's will, Zijian cannot leave Qingteng Mountain."
Cheng Jiali persuaded softly: "Brother." She wished that Yu Zijian would go as far as possible, but if two men quarrel about something, it is not only about the gains and losses of that thing, but also their own face, not others. One or two sentences can be persuaded.
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 Qingteng Mountain have taken great care of her. If she leaves, she feels that she has failed the kindness of these people, and she may be embarrassed by Niu Juxia.
"Think about it, don't worry about other things, just follow your own mind. I believe that the old man Qingteng is also a reasonable senior man. Don't forget the way I told you to choose." Li Qingshan realized her thoughts and patted. On her shoulders, ignoring Mu Zhicong, who had an ugly face, got up to pay the bill in front of Dr. Cha, and just took out twenty-seven spirit stones from her treasure bag.
Dr. Tea proudly said: "How about this worry-free tea, old man? Taoists may taste the taste in it, don't be the cow chewing peony!" He specializes in tea ceremony. Seeing Li Qingshan's cup of cow drink, he is also unhappy at this time. Finally couldn't help but say a few words.
ps: Thirty-nine people who are risky~
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