Chapter 32 Lucky

Mu Zhicong looked unhappy, and Cheng Jiali immediately said: "Fellow Daoist Niu, it is not easy for a casual cultivator to earn some spirit stones, so let's keep it and buy elixirs!" The other two Qingteng disciples also agreed. "

"I have my own sense of responsibility!" Li Qingshan said lightly. It is indeed very difficult for me to kill a bunch of Qi Refiners like you to accumulate such a small possession. But there is no reason for you to underestimate you, and he doesn't care about his own sarcasm, but he can't bear to laugh at Yu Zijian.

He said to Dr. Tea: "Old man, let's have a pot of the most expensive pot, that's the worry-free tea!" Li Qingshan sat at a tea table with a big golden sword, and his face exploded. He had no choice but to have hundreds of spirit stones on his body, and there was a spirit stone vein under the ground. He insisted that he was not a nouveau riche, so that would be hypocritical.

The tea doctor finally raised his head and looked at Li Qingshan. In such a market dominated by Qi Refiners, he could afford to drink worry-free, but not much, and said lightly: "Stay for a moment!" He cooked tea on his own.

Several Qingteng disciples were stunned. Wuyou Tea is a famous tea in Qingji Tea Club. A pot costs 27 spirit stones at a sky-high price. It is enough for Qi Refiner to practice for one or two years. Even Mu Zhicong was reluctant to take it out and buy a pot of tea to drink. He smiled dryly: "Fellow Daoist Niu, he is so generous!"

Yu Zijian pulled Li Qingshan's sleeve and whispered: "Niu Juxia, that's so expensive."

Li Qingshan patted the exquisite wood-carved tea stool beside him: "What are you afraid of when you drink it yourself?"

This is his true words. His ambition in life has the idea of ​​tasting delicious food. Although tea cannot be included, he must try anything that can satisfy his appetite. Since he cannot drink all the tea, he can drink the best. Moreover, for strangers, especially those who are not very likable, his principle is to not owe anything at all, so how can he drink the tea invited by others?

Yu Zijian sat next to him, vaguely feeling the idea of ​​Li Qingshan standing up for her, and his mood was a little complicated.

The Qingtengshan disciples all looked at Mu Zhicong, wondering whether they should sit down or not, they also wanted to taste the taste of worry-free tea. "" Mu Zhicong thought to himself, since you want to be fat, then you can do whatever you want.

Li Qingshan asked about Yu Zijian's experience after separation.

It turned out that when Yu Zijian arrived at Qingteng Mountain, she had to start with a slap disciple. However, at the introductory ceremony, Old Man Qingteng appeared to test everyone's qualifications. Her qualifications were the best.

The old man Qingteng asked her a few questions about her origins. If she were an ordinary girl, she would have been scared by the majestic foundation-building monks in the towering sect hall and were ashamed to death.

But Yu Zijian said, "I didn't want to come at first, he insisted on me." He pointed at Liu Fengrui and said how he threatened and threatened her to prevent her from talking nonsense, and she burst into tears.

The children who were brought to Qingtengshan by Liu Fengrui from Kuangjian Villa were already close to this senior sister and felt homesick. In a moment, all the children cried in the Qingtengshan Hall. The introductory ceremony was very embarrassing.

The old man Qingteng was a little confused, pointed at Liu Fengrui and cursed, saying, "When others saw it, they thought my disciples from Qingteng Mountain were all brought by kidnapped!"

Liu Fengrui hurriedly knelt down and apologized. His personality was not pleasing even among his fellow disciples. No one spoke for him and he secretly joked.

The old man Qingteng left with his sleeves, and Yu Zijian turned bad luck into good luck, and it could even be said to turn defeat into victory.

But the old man Qingteng neither asked Yu Zijian to leave nor asked Yu Zijian to join Qingteng Mountain. She stayed inexplicably and became the only non-Qingteng disciple of Qingteng Mountain.

Li Qingshan guessed that it was Qingteng, who also wanted Yu Zi's sword to enter Qingteng Mountain, but he was unwilling to use forced methods. Qingteng Mountain was a disciple, not an enemy, and only a stubborn person like Liu Fengrui was so arrogant.

The disciples of the disciple also saw the thoughts of the old man Qingteng, so they tried to get close to Yu Zijian and advised her to join Qingteng Mountain. In addition, her personality was very likable, and she became familiar with everyone in less than a month. In addition, with the protection of admirers like Mu Zhicong, Liu Fengrui, an inner disciple, had no way to deal with her.

"Senior brothers and sisters, everyone says that guy is a bad guy, so I don't care about it."

Mu Zhicong said awkwardly: "Don't talk nonsense, Brother Liu is just a little reckless, he is not a bad person." Although he hates Liu Fengrui, he still has to protect his fellow disciples in front of outsiders.

Li Qingshan was really amused and laughed at Yu Zijian's adventures, and he couldn't help but sigh that some people are born lucky than ordinary people. This kind of luck is not about having such a powerful family background, but about the ability to smile at this world. The world is like a mirror. If you smile at it, he will smile at you. This ability is not born with it, but about getting the most gentle care and the most correct education since childhood.

Li Qingshan and Qian Rongzhi were not so lucky. They each had a fierce temperament by life. They fought in this world with their minions called "deceitful and wise" and "courageous and decisive". This is the power they rely on for their lives.

Yu Zijian has no decision, no wisdom, and his cultivation is pitiful. However, he can make the young and mature Hua Chenglu ask for an innate pill for her, and let Li Qingshan, who is as strong as iron, run hundreds of miles for her. This is also her strength.

At this time, Dr. Tea presented a pot of fragrant tea and the water was put into the tea cup. It was light and colorless, like clear water, but a strange fragrance filled it, making people feel relaxed.

Li Qingshan said: "Take tea instead of wine, thank you for your care for Zi Jian." After drinking the tea, a thread of hot current flowed into the abdomen and spread out, the body warmed up, not only the fragrance of the lips and teeth, but also the fragrance of the lungs.

On this cold winter night, drinking such a drink is a wonderful enjoyment. After a cup, it seems that even all kinds of selfish thoughts are cleaned up, and the whole person becomes lazy. Whether it is tea or tea, it contains pure spiritual energy, which is better than ordinary elixirs. It is of great benefit to the body and mind.

"It's really good tea!"

But Mu Zhicong and others slowly savored their drinks, their faces were indescribable and they looked at Li Qingshan again, their arrogance dissipated and their words became a little more polite. As the saying goes, they have short hands and soft mouths, and after drinking such famous tea, they laughed at Li Qingshan, they don’t have such thick skin.

Cheng Jiali's gaze at Li Qingshan was softer, and she saw that Li Qingshan was not a poor casual cultivator who was swollen and pretended to be fat, but did not take these twenty or thirty spirit stones to heart. A generous man could always get the favor of a woman.

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "The name of tea is Wuyou, it is indeed true."

Only Mu Zhicong couldn't be happy. He was originally the center of this small circle, but he was stolen by this reckless man's pot of tea. How could he be willing to do it in his heart: "Fellow Daoist Niu's way of drinking is a bit ruined by this tea."

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows: "How do you say this?"

Mu Zhicong was waiting for this and smiled slightly. He was inevitably talking about the tea ceremony and the scriptures, showing his knowledge and knowledge. Cheng Jiali and the other two were indispensable to support him.

Li Qingshan and Yu Zijian, two rural blokes, held teacups and drank and listened.

When Mu Zhicong's speech came to an end and wanted to have a cup of tea to moisten his throat, he found that Li Qingshan and Yu Zijian had "scrapped" all the remaining tea, and he was stunned.

Yu Zijian said in admiration: "Senior Brother Mu knows a lot."

Li Qingshan said: "I feel taught, too."

Yu Zijian still drank slowly, but he was really a ox drink. He poured cups of it into his stomach. He drank my tea and had so much nonsense, so he didn't have to drink it.

Cheng Jiali and the other two were glad that they were quick and did not forget to drink tea. They snatched a few cups from Li Qingshan's mouth to drink, which was worth half a month of practice. This spiritual tea is not like secular tea, and can be brewed many times. The Tea Doctor used magic to melt the taste of the tea into the spiritual water without wasting any waste, just this pot.

Yu Zijian touched his stomach: "It's so warm!"

Li Qingshan said: "Not."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Yu Zijian saw that Li Qingshan's eyes were clearly black and white. Without the sharpness of the first time we met, they seemed very quiet and clear. They turned from a ferocious tiger to a gentle cow, and looked at her with a little more gentleness.

She suddenly felt that this kind of gaze was even more impossible for her to look directly, dodge her eyes and lower her head.

Mu Zhicong felt that all the words just now were in vain, and gritted his teeth and said, "Fellow Daoist Niu, now you know the level of the tea ceremony!"

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "I am a rough man, I can't remember so much." He turned to Yu Zijian and said, "How about it, Zijian, do you want to go back with me?"

Before Yu Zijian could answer, Mu Zhicong said decisively: "No, without the master's will, Zijian cannot leave Qingteng Mountain."

Cheng Jiali whispered: "Senior Brother." She wished Yu Zijian would go as far as possible, but if the two men argued about something, it would be more than the gains and losses of that thing, but also their own face, which could not be persuaded by others in one or two words.

Li Qingshan didn't look at Mu Zhicong, but only said to Yu Zijian: "What do you mean?"

Yu Zijian suddenly became hesitant. These days, the disciples under Qingtengshan took great care of her. If she left, she would feel that she would let down the kindness of these people, and it would probably make Niu Juxia embarrassed.

"You think about it, don't worry about anything else, just go your own way. I believe that Old Man Qingteng is also a reasonable senior expert. Don't forget, I will tell you the way to choose." Li Qingshan felt her thoughts, patted her on the shoulder, ignored Mu Zhicong, who looked ugly, and stood up to pay the bill in front of the doctor of tea. He just took out twenty-seven spirit stones from his treasure bag.

Dr. Tea said proudly: "How about this worry-free tea? Fellow Taoist may taste the taste, not be the ox chewing peonies!" He specializes in tea ceremony. Seeing Li Qingshan drinking with a cup of ox, he was also unhappy. At this moment, he finally couldn't help but say a few words.

ps: The thirty-nine in the dangerous place ~
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