After getting off the car, Su Changfeng took a deep breath and instantly felt refreshed.
It's a natural taste.
What a wonderful thing it is to live in a place like this.
Su Changfeng stood there and stretched comfortably, then glanced at the top of Qinglin Mountain.
Qinglin Old House is on the top of the mountain.
The height of this mountain is at least a few hundred meters, and it will take some time to climb to the top.
"bring it on."
Su Changfeng walked up the stone steps up the mountain step by step.
Soon, Su Changfeng arrived at the top of the mountain and discovered the Qinglin Old House.
Qinglin Old House is a large house with a courtyard.
The open space in the yard is full of vegetables, and an old man in farmer's clothing is busy in the fields.
Apart from this, Su Changfeng did not see the existence of anyone else.
This old man should know where Taoist Qinglin is.
Thinking of this, Su Changfeng came to the courtyard door and knocked gently.
"Excuse me, what are you doing here?"
Hearing the knock on the door, the old man working in the field stood up and looked at Su Changfeng, asking doubtfully.
"Hello, uncle, I'm here to see Taoist Qinglin."
"What do you want from Taoist Qinglin?"
The old man seemed to have seen enough of Su Changfeng's words and was not surprised at all.
Since that legend became popular in Jincheng, many people have come to Qinglin Mountain, wanting to see what the so-called Qinglin Taoist is like.
"There are some questions that I can't figure out the answers to, and I would like to ask a Taoist to give me some advice."
After hearing Su Changfeng's respectful answer, the old man put the hoe aside, walked out of the field, clapped his hands, and waved for Su Changfeng to come in.
"I am Taoist Qinglin. Is there anything you need my advice on?"
After Su Changfeng walked into the yard, the old man told him his identity.
It turns out you are Taoist Qinglin.
To be honest, Su Changfeng was a little surprised.
In his understanding, shouldn't the Taoist meditate and practice in his room?
Shouldn’t children be the ones doing the work of carrying water and growing vegetables?
Why do you, a master, do all this work yourself?
"Don't be surprised, Your Excellency. I am the only one in this mountain. I can only carry water and plant vegetables. Otherwise, I would have starved to death in this old house in the green forest."
Taoist Qinglin seemed to have the ability to read minds. He saw what Su Changfeng was thinking and explained to him with a smile.
Yes, after all, Taoists are also human beings, and they also need to eat and drink.
Wait, no, how did you see what I was thinking?
Realizing the problem, Su Changfeng looked at Taoist Qinglin in surprise.
When a person's realm reaches a certain level, his inner voice cannot be hidden from him.
Mind-reading is difficult even for those at the top of the Supreme Realm. The Taoist Qinglin in front of him can actually use mind-reading at will.
It seems the legend is true.
This Qinglin Taoist is the hidden master!
"Your Excellency, please come with me. We will go inside to drink tea and talk."
Su Changfeng followed Qinglin Taoist into the Qinglin Old House.
The decoration inside the old house is very simple, without any modern equipment.
"sit down."
Taoist Qinglin asked Su Changfeng to sit down, poured a cup of camellia for Su Changfeng himself, and smiled at him.
"My life is simple and there is no good tea. I made this sencha myself. Please try it."
