The birthday banquet of Wang Quanshan ended with the end of this battle.

Many martial arts people dispersed with their own thoughts, and many people stayed in the straits and scattered around because many soldiers had not left Wang Quanshan.

On the open space behind Wang Quan Mountain, there is a stone table. The stone table stands not far from the cliff. It is the place where An Qi sits quietly and drinks tea and plays chess in his life.

At this time, several people sat opposite each other.

"This tea is taken from two tea trees on the back mountain where my master sat quietly. The water is the clear spring water drawn from the mountains. It burns the fragrant wood to cook it, and it is the best in the world."

Zhang Haohao wore a white Taoist robe and chuckled and poured tea for several people one by one:

"Uncle Yun, Uncle Yan, Lord Liu, Gangmaster Wang, how do you try it?"

The water vapor is swaying and the tea fragrance is swaying. It makes people feel refreshed when you smell it.

"Good tea!"

Yan Kuang Tu sniffed lightly and praised: "This tea tree grew up in the place where Brother Wang Quan realized the truth. It was born with three parts of Taoism, and its color was fragrant and difficult to find in the world."

He is a tea-know person.

Although everyone in the world thinks he is a martial artist, as the leader of the Dalong Sect, he is naturally more than just a martial artist.

After people are no longer under the oppression of life, they must live in a refined life.

"It's really good tea."

Liu Yanchang nodded slightly.

The body and mind of the Taoist Wang Quan are extraordinary and saints. His aura is extremely magical. Anyone who is in this aura will get great benefits.

This is true for people, birds and animals, and so is flowers and plants.

These two tea trees are ordinary, but because they are close to Anqisheng, they become the best.

Just like Zhang Haohao, who was once talented, he saw that he had undergone a transformation in just a few years. His whole body was extremely transparent and exuded an extremely clear aura.

Compared to Jiang Tingting, Yan Kaiyu, and the slick Liuming, he is even more like a Taoist of the King of Truth.

At this time, whether it is Zhang Haohao, Yan Kaiyu, or Jiang Tingting, although his martial arts skills are not as good as those of Sun En and the other six people, they seem to be more calm and wise.

Not to mention how amazing it is, it is enough as the heir to the sect.

"Tea is good, but it always lacks some taste."

On the contrary, Yun Haitian and Wang Jianlong did not feel much. They just felt that no matter how good the tea was, it was not as delicious as the wine.

Yun Haitian said even more bluntly:

"Boy Zhang, where is the wine your master has hidden? Go and get two jars of me!"

"Uncle Yun, don't make things difficult for your disciples."

Zhang Haohao chuckled and shook his head:

"Who can find something in the world if the master hides it?"

“That’s true.”

Yun Haitian is a pity. Yang Xiaotang’s fine wine is the best in the world, but it is much worse than the wines of An Qisheng.

Wang Jianlong glanced at Mu Qingliu, Sun En, Wuling City and other six people standing side by side not far away, and asked, "Where is the Taoist priest? He said he wanted to invite us to have tea, but why did he disappear?"

The others also looked at Zhang Haohao.

"You guys don't know that in the past few years, my master always has an hour every day to go to the mountain without any obstacles..."

When Zhang Haohao said this, his face was a little strange. He paused and said:

"For specific things, let's wait until the master comes. I really can't say it..."

"Brother Yun is thinking about my jars of wine again?"

Before he could finish his chuckle, An Qisheng had already arrived before everyone.

He was still wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a jar of wine in one hand, and holding a wooden basin in the other hand, with a faint fragrance spreading.

"Brother Dao knows me."

Yun Haitian laughed, took the wine jar from An Qisheng's hand, and shook casually, shaking the mouth of Kaifeng, and the aroma of the wine suddenly filled.

Sun En and others, not far away, couldn't help but look over and smell the scent of wine.

Yun Haitian poured a glass of wine for everyone one by one, waved to Sun En and others:

"Boys, come here and stand so far, why do you do it? Can we old guys still make things difficult for you?"

Sun En and the others were not afraid, so they walked over.

Zhang Haohao took a look at these young men who were younger than him but better than him in martial arts, and bowed slightly:

"Brothers, please ask me, Brother Sun, don't be polite."

"Brother Hao."

A smile appeared on Sun En's face.

He has a good relationship with Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao. When he was young, Zhang Haohao took good care of him.

"Boy Mu, your grandfather asks for kindness and has no complaints. Remember it."

However, Yan Kuangtu looked at Mu Qingliu, who was sad on the side, and gave a cold warning.

He was not afraid that Mu Qingliu would hurt An Qisheng if he avenged him, but he did not think that he would drag Wanjian Villa into the mud.

With An Qi's strength today, Wanjian Villa will not be the opponent.

"Don't worry, Master Yan."

Mu Qingliu's face was dull, and when she heard this, she just nodded: "Grandpa passed away for the sake of the truth, I naturally understand."

Yan Kuangtu's expression was slightly slower, and when he saw him looking at An Qisheng again, he spoke again:

"It's just that the sword is twenty-three, not only that. If you have great martial arts skills in the future, you must hold the sword and ask the Taoist priest for advice!"

"oh?"

The expressions of the few people changed slightly, but An Qisheng raised his hand and stopped Yan Kuangtu who was about to speak, and smiled faintly:

"I hope there will be such a day."

Mu Qingfeng's twenty-three swords were the strongest sword technique he had ever seen in his life. After the two fought, this sword naturally became his foundation.

But Mu Qingfeng's sword has not done his best, otherwise it will definitely be a celestial level.

Although he is not greedy for the power of sword technique, it is naturally excellent to see his younger generation improve this sword.

"Sit down."

An Qisheng put down the wooden basin, waved his hand, and said, "Haohao, you should sit down too."

The original stone table was naturally not enough for so many people to sit on, so Zhang Haohao took a set of tables and chairs, and everyone sat down.

"Master, are you?"

After sitting down, the eyes of several people all fell on the wooden basin.

The wooden basin emits a slight heat, and a refreshing fragrance wafts. The few of them are quite sensitive to the perception and can feel the spiritual energy.

Is this medicinal food?

"In recent years, I have been quiet and moved. A mu of mountain land has been opened behind the mountain. I have planted some things and cultivated them for several years. Today, I have achieved results, but I have not met the birthday party."

Anqi swept the soil that did not exist on his shirt and casually unbuttoned the lid of the wooden basin:

"You can try it some."

"Is this... corn?"

"Not medicinal food?"

"Does Brother Dao grow food?"

When the food in the wooden basin was clearly distinguished, the few people were stunned.

They thought it was medicinal food or some other medicinal herb, but they didn't expect it to be just corn.

Corn is one of the staple foods in Dafeng and is the most common grain. In addition to the larger output, it has a very poor taste and other food. It is something that only poor families eat.

After being stunned, several people reacted: "Master Taoist, what is the mystery of this corn?"

Of course, it’s not that the corn and the others have never eaten it. However, ordinary corn is worthy of the number one person in the world like the king and Taoist, who has been taking care of it for many years?

"This corn is a little different."

An Qisheng nodded slightly and signaled Zhang Haohao to take a bowl for everyone present.

Food is the most important thing for people, and the same is true for those who practice martial arts. Even compared with ordinary people, the needs of those who practice martial arts are not only greater, but also higher.

Whether it is before or after the blood exchange, or even when the qi and veins are condensed or the divine veins are formed, it is impossible to fast without eating.

Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is everywhere, the divine veins can shake the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, burn mountains and boil seas, open mountains and cut off rivers, but this does not mean that people can be born by eating qi.

Although there was a saying in the previous life that those who eat qi are alive and live, and those who do not eat do not die and live, no one can do this for a long time.
To be continued...