After five thousand years of cultivating immortality, he was picked up and cultivated by Heaven.

After the auction, Bai Qing put away the medium-grade spiritual stones on the table with a satisfied smile on his face.

"I'll take you back." Song Yuyue said.

"Aren't you going with your tribe?" Bai Qing asked, but he saw him coming with his tribe.

"No, you may be in danger if you earn so many spirit stones today."

"Okay, then I'll trouble the young head of the Song family." Bai Qing said with a smile.

"No trouble." Song Yuyue also smiled.

The atmosphere between the two was harmonious.

When I went back, I was riding Song Yuyue's spiritual sword, Shuangyue.

Bai Qing always felt that this name was weird, but he didn't think much about it. After all, it was the person's freedom to choose any name.

The spirit sword was very fast, and he was at the door of his house in a few minutes.

"Fellow Daoist Song, would you like to come in and sit down? Have a cup of tea." Bai Qing asked out of politeness.

"Okay." Song Yuyue agreed without hesitation.

Bai Qing didn't expect that Song Yuyue would agree. After all, it was so late. Shouldn't normal people be in a hurry to go home? Since he said it and others agreed, he had to let people in.

This time I used the purchased spiritual spring water to make tea. It is full of spiritual energy and is perfect for making tea.

In the simply decorated hall, the roof is inlaid with more than a dozen luminous stones, and the warm yellow light shines on the two people, bringing a layer of warmth.

There is an exquisite small stove on the table, with spiritual charcoal inside. It is smokeless and dust-free, and exudes the fragrance of fruit wood. In the teapot on the stove, hot tea is boiling.

The two sat together.

Neither of them spoke, Song Yuyue kept looking at him, and Bai Qing felt that the atmosphere today was a little different, it seemed a little...ambiguous.

Shaking his head slightly, he shook this thought out of his mind.

Song Yuyue on the side looked at Bai Qing with almost unblinking eyes, which made Bai Qing feel a little uneasy, as if something unknown had happened but he didn't know it.

Taking courage, Bai Qing looked at Song Yuyue, "Why are you looking at me?"

"It's beautiful!" Song Yuyue's voice was soft, with a special emotion.

"Beautiful? Handsome, right?" Bai Qing asked confused.

“Beauty has no gender.”

"Do you like the way I look?"

"Yes." Song Yuyue affirmed.

"It's a pity that I don't have sisters, otherwise..." Thinking of something, Bai Qing suddenly shut up again. This guy has someone he likes.

"Aren't you interested in someone? Don't let her down if you change her mind." Bai Qing frowned slightly. The young man's unstable mind has created many crazy men and resentful women.

"No, I will love him forever." A firm voice, like a vow.

"That's good." Bai Qing smiled happily.

"Stop looking at me. It feels weird. Even if you think it's beautiful, no matter how beautiful it is, I'm still a man. Just look at it. I won't care. It's rude to keep staring."

Bai Qing warned.

The water in the kettle has been boiling for a while, and the aroma of tea is overflowing.

Bai Qing took the teapot and poured a cup of tea each.

"It's easy for you to make tea." Song Yuyue smiled.

"The most simple way is to be strong without desire, to be indifferent and clear-minded, and to be peaceful and far-reaching." Bai Qing said lightly, but the words he said made Song Yuyue feel deafening.

hum-

Song Yuyue's mind went blank, she fell from the chair and sat on the ground.

When Bai Qing saw this, he immediately understood what had happened and quickly moved the table to make a large space.

He is also a person who has experienced an epiphany. This kind of opportunity is rare.

Bai Qing set up several more formations outside the house to ensure that no one or anything would disturb Song Yuyue.

He stayed by his side to avoid any danger, such as going crazy or something like that.

Song Yuyue was surrounded by cyan spiritual energy, with an expressionless face, like an immortal.

Bai Wuchen thought to himself that this man was really good-looking, only a little bit worse than himself.

One night passed, and Song Yuyue slowly opened her eyes.

What came into view was Bai Qing's figure meditating not far away.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, obviously in a good mood.

The frivolity and restlessness that had just been promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage have disappeared. Not only has the cultivation level been stabilized, but the power of the Foundation Establishment Stage has become more firmly controlled, and the whole person has become more calm and restrained.

Before, it was like a sharp sword that made people afraid to get close to it. Now the sword is put away and hidden in the sheath. The sharp edge is restrained, and the whole person feels more righteous and peaceful.

Bai Qing felt Song Yuyue's gaze and opened her eyes.

"You're awake, how do you feel?" Bai Wuchen asked with concern.

"Very good, unprecedentedly good." Song Yuyue was confident.

"That's good, I'll make tea."

"Wait a moment."

"what happened?"

Song Yuyue came over and put her head on Bai Qing's shoulder.

"Thank you." Song Yuyue whispered.

"You're welcome." Bai Qing patted Song Yuyue on the back, as if comforting a child.

"You smell so good."

"What smell? Why can't I smell it?"

"The smell of water, mist, vapor, rain, frost."

"These are all colorless and odorless."

"No, it's very fresh, moist, and refreshing."

"You've been hugging me for so long, it's time to let go, and it's time to go home."

Bai Qing always regarded Song Yuyue as a child unconsciously.

He felt that Song Yuyue seemed to have great sadness in her heart, pitiful and helpless, desperate and pessimistic. He couldn't help but want to be better to him, be more tolerant and tolerant to him.

"Yes, it's time to go back. It's nice here. It would be great if you could stay here forever." Song Yuyue raised her head and looked up at Bai Qing's face.

He is half a head shorter than Bai Qing, and he has to raise his head every time he looks at each other.

"You have your responsibilities. If you want to come, you can come over at any time. After a while, I will make tea from the leaves of the Yunxiang tree according to my own method. You can try it next time you come over."

"Okay, I'm waiting to drink the tea you made yourself."

Leaving that warm embrace and pleasant smell, Song Yuyue felt as if she was lost.

"I am leaving."

"Ah."

Song Yuyue turned around, thought of something, and had a pleasant smile on her face.

Seeing Song Yuyue leaving, Bai Qing began to prepare tea.

First take out the leaves of the Yunxiang tree, clean them, and dry them in the sun for two hours.

Then, prepare an iron pot, heat the iron pot, pour in the dried tea leaves, stir-fry from top to bottom in one direction, stir-fry for a few minutes, pour the tea leaves into a dustpan, and keep rubbing the tea leaves while they are hot. , until the tea juice overflows, continue to rub, then put it in the pot and continue to stir-fry.

After stir-frying the heat, put it in a dustpan and rub it. Repeat this several times. When the tea leaves are completely dry, turn off the heat, use the residual heat to coax it, and take it out to cool.

The process is not complicated, but there are many skills that need to be mastered. This is Bai Qing's second time tea frying and he lacks experience.

But now that I have entered the path of immortality, I can accurately grasp all kinds of fine requirements, so the fried tea leaves look pretty good.

After boiling water to make tea, Bai Qing took a sip and found a bitter taste. Alas, all the work was in vain!