I don’t understand tea, so I can’t taste how delicious Kunlun Jinmei Tea is.
If I really have to express my opinion, I can only say that the tea is very fragrant, with an elegant and light fragrance.
It tastes bitter in the mouth, but has a slightly sweet aftertaste after swallowing it, which is not much different from the tea I usually drink.
In addition, it is difficult for me to empathize with people like Hu Ying and Huang Liang who are so intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves from it.
But since it is one of the top ten famous teas in China, it must have something special about it.
Just because I don’t understand it doesn’t mean that everyone is crazy about peony.
"You are not a martial artist, so you cannot feel the aura of heaven and earth in the tea." Du Qirui put down the cup with enjoyment in his eyes and explained: "Those who have reached the fifth level of martial arts cultivation are qualified to open the human body's qi orifices.
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"The Qi orifice is hidden three inches above the Dantian, which can absorb spiritual energy and flush the bones and muscles."
"The stronger the bones, the wider the muscles and veins, and the stronger the Qi and blood."
"A cup of tea is enough to pay for three months of daily hard work, just a little more."
"Five cups of tea a year for one person is the limit, which is equivalent to fifteen months in vain."
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Du Qirui, Huang Liang and others were chatting about the realm of martial arts, but I wasn't interested at all. I just looked at Ji Qinghe and motioned for him to go out and continue walking around Kunlun Mountain with me.
I've seen the main peak, and Ji Qinghe suggested going to the third peak.
To be honest, even if Ji Qinghe didn't mention it, I would have taken the initiative to ask for a trip.
That's Sanbo's territory, and I'm very interested in it.
"Ten years ago, when Master Baiyou was still alive, the Third Peak was very lively." Ji Qinghe pointed to the abandoned pavilions on the mountainside and said, "Drinking, chatting, and martial arts competitions. That is the back garden for everyone to gather and have fun."
"Apart from my father, the favorite place for the older and younger generations in Kunlun is the Third Peak."
"Uncle Xinglan teaches us how to practice swordsmanship, and Uncle Baiyou makes us snacks."
"Uncle Jingyue taught us how to play chess, and by the way, we listened to Uncle Qirui talk about the bizarre stories at the foot of the mountain."
"I am very happy, very happy, but now I will never be the same again."
Ji Qinghe's eyes turned red and his tone became choked as he said: "When I was a child, I didn't like Uncle Xinglan because he was very strict with us."
"If my father's sternness is that he punishes us by punishing us by punishing us for thinking about crossing cliffs, then Uncle Xinglan's sternness is like beating us with a whip."
"I, Pei Chuan, Qingyang, and some outstanding inner disciples were all beaten violently by Uncle Xinglan."
"No mercy, no mercy."
"We were beaten so hard every time that we ran away with our heads in our hands, crying for our father and mother."
"Slowly I grew up, became sensible, understood, and understood Uncle Xinglan's good intentions."
"The older generation will eventually leave, and the future of Kunlun needs to be carried by the younger generation."
"I don't live up to expectations, and so does Pei Chuan."
"Junior Brother Qingyang is quite talented, but after all, he does not fall into the category of evildoer."
"Looking across Kunlun, only senior sister can shoulder this heavy burden."
"So she worked the hardest, and her hard work made us feel guilty and ashamed of ourselves."
"In the ten years since Uncle Xinglan disappeared, I have been to the Third Peak countless times."
"Sometimes it's daytime, sometimes it's nighttime. Sit here for a while, close your eyes and recall the past."
"Many times, I hope to see Uncle Xinglan as soon as I open my eyes. I see him standing in front of me with a whip, unsmiling and full of anger."
"I hope he chases me all over the mountains and swings his whip so that I never cry out in pain again."
"Because I don't have the shame to cry out in pain."
Ji Qinghe puffed up his cheeks, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, walked slowly along the stairs and said: "Suning, senior sister is Kunlun's treasure. You must love her well and guard her."
