Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Although southern Xinjiang is full of poisonous miasma, it is also full of spiritual plants.

I think it's because the spiritual energy is rich, there are many spiritual plants and poisonous weeds, and most of them are spiritual teas.

Of the five most famous teas in the world, southern Xinjiang alone accounts for three.

Huojia Layman tried hard to open his eyes so small that they could not see, and sighed softly: "Among the five great immortal teas, the Clouds, Mist and Rain of the Snow Region should be the best, but unfortunately...

"It's a pity that there are only three trees in Tianxue Mountain, and the yield is even less." Zhimingke took over his words, his tone full of regret.

"Clouds, mist and rain are an unimaginable fairy product, the best fairy tea among all teas."

"The Dragon Sparrow Tongue Bud from Southern Xinjiang ranks second on the Immortal Tea list, and the best black tea, the Immortal Tea Flower, ranks third."

"The water ions from the outer sea are the fourth."

“The king of black teas, Never Night, ranks fifth among the immortal teas, and is unique to southern Xinjiang.”

Three out of five of them, these old tea lovers are so envious that they cry.

Mr. Huojia put his palms together and made a sincere wish: "I hope that the Buddha will bless me to be a woman in my next life and be reborn in southern Xinjiang. Then I will have endless good tea to drink."

It makes me happy just thinking about it.

The old man in green robe glanced over and gave a thumbs up to show his approval.

Bald man, good ambition.

It’s hard to describe Master Su Shang’s expression.

The Taoist Han Hui sneered: "Bald donkey, Buddha teaches people to dream?"

next second.

Monks and Taoists.

One swung an iron Zen staff, the other swung a long sword, and the two fought fiercely.

"Seeing that the donor is full of evil spirit, why not let this humble monk help him to be reborn?"

"I will send you to see Tianyuan Patriarch first!"

"The donor's tongue is too venomous, and he is beyond redemption. He is suitable for salvation."

"You are so petty, why won't you let me tell you the truth?"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is dedicated to saving the lowly."

"I have always been an honest person, quick-witted and quick-witted, and every word I say touches the heart."

"If you poke someone's heart, you may get stabbed to death. As a friend, to prevent you from dying at the hands of others, it is better to let me send you off with my Zen stick."

"Stop talking nonsense, bald man, look at the sword!"

The fighting was so fierce over there that countless pavilions and towers were destroyed along the way.

Here we live in peace and harmony, and live a peaceful and harmonious life.

The old man in green robe took out a handful of melon seeds from his sleeves and said as he cracked them, "How much compensation do you have to pay for breaking so many? Who is the host this year?"

The Destiny Knower stretched out a finger from his broad and gorgeous white star robe and pointed.

The hemp-clothed man touched his head and said, "Me!"

Then he suddenly stood up from his seat and rushed over like a cannon to stop the fight.

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me, stop hitting me—"

The voices trying to stop the fight were instantly drowned out, and the man in sackcloth clothes was dragged in to join the fight.

Three people, six fists and six legs, the fight was a mess.

This, the thousand-jin iron Zen staff dances with great power and majesty.

That, the cold light flashed, the sword tip swept down so ruthlessly.

This man roared and his body became as strong as iron and his fists were like the wind.

The old man in green robe cracked melon seeds and cheered: "Good! Good fight!"

He was so thirsty from shouting that he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip without even looking at it.

"puff!"

The old man in green robe took only one sip and immediately spat it out.

Master Su Shang waved his snow-white whisk, and the wind created swept away the tea, tea leaves and saliva that were sprayed towards him.

Then the water sprayed by the old man in green robe splashed all over his face.

Reaching out to wipe the tea leaves off his beard, the old man in green robe said disdainfully: "What the hell is this? It's so bitter and astringent. Is this something for humans to drink?"

Zhimingke picked up a cup of red soup and said quietly, "The red stove and stone cauldron cook the round moon, and a bowl of harmonious fragrance absorbs the Bixia. You said that a bowl of Bixia tea that costs one thousand spirit stones is bitter and astringent. It's you who has a bad taste in your mouth."

After he finished speaking, he took a sip along the edge of the teacup.

"puff!"

Zhimingke sprayed even faster.

"It's so bitter and astringent, it's fake!" He pointed at the tea and said resolutely.

Master Su Shang said coldly: "This is Xiaoyao Pavilion, how can it be fake?"

He took a sip of the tea and then put it aside.

"It tastes bad." Master Su Shang commented indifferently.

These people have really spoiled their palates and cannot tolerate ordinary tea.

The fate-conscious guest lay on the table and said sadly, "I want to drink clouds, mist and rain."

Master Su Shang looked at him coldly and said, "Think about it."

Zhimingke: "I also want to drink Longquesheya."

Su Shang Zhenren: "Think about it."

The fate-knower continued, "There are also the Immortal Tea Flower, the Water Evil Ion, and the Never-Night Marquis."

Zhimingke: "If that doesn't work, Jiamuying, Baiyunying, and Jiuquhongmei will also work."

Seeing his pitiful appearance, the old man in green robe took out a small bag of tea from his sleeve and said, "I still have some emblica seeds left. Would you like some?"

"Soak up."

"Do it yourself."

Zhimingke got up quickly, made himself a pot of tea, drank from the cup and angrily pounded the table:

“There are three of the Five Great Immortal Teas in Southern Border, one in the Snow Region, and one in the Outer Sea. We don’t have a single one in Zhongzhou.

The sea outside the domain is out of reach, and what about the remaining four? The Snow Region has the leader of tea, but his master is a bootlicker, and the clouds, smoke and rain are only supplied to the southern border.

My goodness, the four famous teas are all in southern Xinjiang, why is it so difficult to drink good tea? "

The old man in green robe said leisurely, "It's simple. These guys must have some hidden tea that they are reluctant to drink."

He shouted into the distance: "Stop fighting, come over and drink tea!"

The three men stopped fighting instantly and rushed over like streams of light.

"Dou Shui, I brought Queshe Water." Master Su Shang threw out a white jade bottle.

The fate-knower slowly held out a star clock: "Star water."

"Ionized water." The cold gray Taoist's sinister voice sounded.

The lay Buddhist Huojia took out a clean bottle as high as a foot and said, "Buddhism's pure spiritual water."

The hemp-clothed man held up a bucket and said in a wild and unrestrained manner: "There is no water from the snowy mountains."

The four types of water, namely, Queshe Water, Star Water, Ion Water and Pure Spirit Water, are all special waters.

Queshe Water is stored in southern Xinjiang, Xingchen Water is kept in Tianji Pavilion, Ionic Water is in the sea outside the domain, and Jingling Water is worshipped in Buddhism.

Strange waters give birth to living creatures, and living creatures bring wisdom.

The main body of the strange water is a very small ball, but the water is soaked with spiritual power and has many benefits when consumed.

The spiritual water in their hands was contaminated by the strange water.

"Old Baicao, where's yours?" Zhimingke urged.

The old man in green robe took a teacup, filled it with water, and slowly placed it on the table, saying, "Spiritual spring water."

"What is spiritual spring water? I've never heard of it." The man in sackcloth clothes asked curiously.

"The name alone makes you look cheap." The Taoist Han Hui sneered.

The old man in green robe was not annoyed at all: "Let's try it first."

The water quality is evaluated based on several aspects such as water clarity, spiritual power concentration, and sweetness.

So it has nothing to do with the ranking of strange water.

Master Su Shang raised his sleeves, divided the water brought by everyone into six portions, and poured them into the tea cups.

Everyone tasted the six portions of water in front of them in turn.

Taoist Han Hui was the first to taste the spiritual spring water. The moment he took a sip, he was suddenly shocked. It was like a cool stream soothing his dantian.

The cold gray Taoist looked gloomy and said, "What on earth is the origin of this water of yours?"

“The spiritual spring water tastes clear and extremely sweet.” The fate-conscious guest squinted his eyes intoxicatedly, savoring the lingering sweetness in his mouth.

Master Su Shang said calmly: "The spiritual power contained in it is even more astonishing."

It can be said that this is the water with the richest spiritual power among these six parts of water.

"It's even a strange water that surpasses ours. Where did you get this magical water, Old Baicao?" asked Mr. Huojia.

The old man in green robe laughed, waved his hand and said modestly: "It's just a coincidence."