Hearing his voice, Han Sanqian looked towards him, but at such a close distance, he couldn't see his face clearly, let alone the expression on his face.
"Junior Han Sanqian, I have met my senior." Even so, Han Sanqian still saluted him with great respect.
He smiled, said nothing more, and waved to Han Sanqian. At some point, the crystal curtain in front of him disappeared in an instant.
"Drink some tea." With a slight movement of his hand, he motioned for Han Sanqian to sit down and drink tea.
Han Sanqian looked at the table. There were two full cups of tea. It seemed that he had already known that someone would come here and had prepared it in advance.
Without thinking too much, Han Sanqian sat down and picked up the teacup. His hands could easily feel the temperature of the teacup and it was still a little hot, which meant that it was indeed as he expected.
The person in front of me had known he would come in.
It takes time to boil the tea, and the time I have had since I came in is simply not enough to boil the tea.
Therefore, there is only one explanation.
"Senior knows that junior will come in?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.
At this time, Han Sanqian finally saw his appearance clearly. He didn't have any celestial spirit or even any other special features. He was just ordinary. Fang Fo was no different from other old men.
If you throw him alone, you won't even know what's the difference between him and other old men.
Ordinary ones really can't be any more ordinary.
"How does the tea taste?" He did not answer Han Sanqian's question, but instead asked Han Sanqian cheerfully.
"The tea has a very light taste, but it is always sweet. The younger generation thinks this is good tea."
"The tea is not good." The old man smiled softly.
These words immediately stunned Han Sanqian on the spot. He said the tea was good, not as a compliment, but as a fact.
But since it is true, why does the old man say this tea is not good?!
"The water is good." The old man smiled.
"Is the water good?" Han Sanqian asked doubtfully.
I've heard that good tea with good water is the best product, but this time tea with good water can also produce good tea. Han Sanqian has never heard of it.
"Senior, this junior may only be considered a beginner in the art of tea. I really don't understand the meaning of my senior's words. I hope that my senior will not hesitate to teach me." Han Sanqian said politely.
The old man smiled: "There is nothing wrong with giving advice, it's just that these are a little special."
"Oh? Senior, what's so special about this water?" Han Sanqian asked.
"There is nothing special about its body. However, it has been boiling for countless years. So, think about it, after boiling water for so long, can it be bad?"
Hearing this, Han Sanqian, who was just a little confused at first, opened his eyes wide instantly.
The meaning in this sentence seems to be impermanent, but in fact, the sentence that has been boiled to this day reveals a huge message.
It is now roughly certain that this place is a battlefield for some reason, and it has existed here for who knows how many years.
The old man appeared in the core area of the restriction. Naturally, he should be a person of the same generation. The gap in time between them is not too big. It is even very likely that he is the person who existed at the same time as the formation.
In other words, the water that was already boiling at that time continues to this day?
How is this possible according to common sense? Water will evaporate when it boils. Although constantly adding new water can achieve what he said, if new water replaces old water, how can there be such a so-called boiling to this day in front of him?
Woolen cloth?!
Therefore, the old man in front of me is definitely not simple.
Thinking of this, Han Sanqian smiled slightly: "This water comes from such a source, this junior is really blessed. Here, I would like to thank my senior."
The old man smiled softly: "No matter how good something is, it still needs someone to taste it, so there is no need to be polite."
After saying this, the old man poured another cup of tea and handed it to Han Sanqian.
After taking the tea, Han Sanqian drank it all in one gulp.
"After two cups of tea, you must not be so thirsty anymore. Moreover, if you don't ask about some things in your heart, I'm afraid no matter how good the tea is, it will be like chewing wax." The old man smiled, and then looked at Han Sanqian: "Little friend
, just tell me."
Han Sanqian smiled. Since others had already spoken, he naturally had no need to be modest: "Sanqian does have a lot of questions. One is, who is the senior, where is this place, and of course, the most important thing is,
Is there any way for the seniors to control the juniors?"
