The wedding was just completed the day before yesterday. I returned home yesterday and will stay in my hometown for three days starting from today. There is also a saying. I don’t understand many customs and etiquette. I just sit there like a puppet and follow the old man’s instructions. I feel ashamed that I have been interrupted for three days in a row.
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In the tea room, Lu Ping threw a jade bottle in the hands of the shopkeeper and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, shopkeeper. The content in this bottle is what makes the spiritual tea so magical, and it is also what I ask for."
With that, this bottle will be used as a reward for what I ask for."
The shopkeeper took Lu Ping's jade bottle very reservedly and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, Your Excellency. However, Tianxiang Tower has a small reputation. If I cannot satisfy You, please don't blame me!"
Naturally, Lu Ping would not believe the shopkeeper's humble words. As the largest teahouse in Tianxuan Ancient City, Tianxiang Restaurant has been able to survive for thousands of years. How could there be no big power and background behind it? I am afraid that Tianxuan Sect is the largest teahouse behind Tianxiang Teahouse.
proprietor.
There are many tea guests coming and going to Tianxiang Tower every day. It is basically a news distribution center in Tianxuan Ancient City. Although there are many real tea lovers among the tea guests, at this juncture of Chunyang Dharma Assembly of Qishan Ancestor
, I am afraid that more tea drinkers are well-informed people from various sects.
Once the news that he needs the Thunder Tribulation Water is revealed, it will soon cause uproar in the city, unless...
A green light flashed in Lu Ping's eyes. When he looked at the shopkeeper who was bowing to see off the guests, he realized that this person was also a monk in the late stage of alchemy. He had not noticed it just now. Obviously, this person also had some hidden cultivation skills.
treasure.
However, Lu Ping was not worried about the shopkeeper getting in the way. After all, the shopkeeper still didn't know what was in the jade bottle he was holding.
Watching Lu Ping's retreating figure, the second brother came behind the shopkeeper at some point.
"Uncle Nineteen, what did he say?"
The shopkeeper weighed the jade bottle handed over by Lu Ping in his hand, and said with some disdain: "This thing actually dares to open its mouth. The water of thunder calamity is the most cherished among the top-grade water-attributed spiritual objects in the heavenly realm."
Even Dharma monks regard it as a treasure, how can something like this tea-making thing be on the table?"
The second brother asked curiously: "Uncle Nineteen, what is inside?"
"Well?"
Only then did the shopkeeper realize that he still didn't know what was in the jade bottle, but he still had disdain on his face. So what if it was jade liquid inside?
The cork of the jade bottle was opened, and a rich but not cloying aroma emanated from the jade bottle.
The younger brother standing behind the shopkeeper took a greedy breath of the escaping aroma, as if all the hairs on his body were stimulated by the aroma.
The younger brother didn't know what heaven-level high-grade spiritual objects were. He could only feel that the treasure in this jade bottle seemed to be of great use to his growth in cultivation. Just by taking that sip just now, it seemed that all the magic power in his body was gone.
It took one more turn.
But at this time, the disdain on the shopkeeper's face suddenly disappeared, and instead there was a trace of doubt: "This thing, this thing is..."
The shopkeeper turned the jade bottle over and over, and there was no longer the disdain he had before. The second brother on the side looked strange and said with a smile: "What's wrong, Uncle Nineteen, is there really a treasure in this? If you don't like it,
Give it to my nephew. I can feel it. This thing is of great use to my nephew. It will definitely be useful for my nephew to break through the bottleneck in the later stages of hemolysis."
"Uh-huh!"
While the shopkeeper agreed, he carefully dripped half a drop of spiritual fluid from the jade bottle, dipped his finger into it and put it on his tongue. The abundant spiritual energy contained in it made the shopkeeper's eyes light up, and he seemed to be sure that the jade bottle was in his mouth.
What is in the bottle?
"Huh? What did you just say, do you want something in this? Don't even think about it!"
The younger brother was still in high spirits before, but he didn't expect Uncle Nineteen to suddenly change his mind, and said anxiously: "Uncle Nineteen, you can't be like this, it was promised before!"
The shopkeeper's expression changed and he said: "Shut up, you can get contaminated with this stuff too."
The younger brother was dumbfounded as he watched the shopkeeper carefully hide the jade bottle, as if he was afraid of accidentally bumping it. Without even looking at him, he hurried towards the back of the teahouse.
The second brother watched in frustration as the shopkeeper disappeared behind the teahouse, and had no choice but to walk upstairs angrily. The back of the teahouse was not something that the second brother could enter, even though the shopkeeper was his relative.
Tianxuan Jing Lake is just a small pool of water located in the back mountain of Tianxuan Mountain, but it is the center of the entire Tianxuan Mountain and the caves of several ancestors who are most respected by the entire Tianxuan Sect monks.
At this time, in a very mysterious place in Tianxuan Mirror Lake, four old men were sitting cross-legged, and in the middle of the four people sitting cross-legged, a smooth mirror like a bronze mirror showed the scene in Tianxuan Ancient City.
Situation, as the picture continues to flicker, the situation in every corner of Tianxuan Ancient City is displayed in the picture.
After a while, an old man who was leading the group on the left stretched out his finger and touched the mirror lightly. A ripple spread out from the part where the finger touched the mirror. The Tianxuan Ancient City in the mirror suddenly gradually moved away. Wait until the ripples disappeared.
Only then can we see that this is not a bronze mirror, but a pool of clear water.
After a while, as if waiting for the news revealed by the scene flashing in the joke mirror of the other three ancestors, the old man who lit up the mirror said leisurely: "About the amethyst royal jelly that has been widely rumored in Tianxuan Ancient City recently.
What do you junior fellow apprentices think about the exchange for the water of Thunder Tribulation?"
The other three people didn't say a word, and the old man who spoke didn't care. He just closed his eyes gently, as if he had forgotten what he just said.
In this secret place, rich spiritual energy rose from the mirror-like pool, condensed into spiritual objects that flowed around, and then converged on the four ancestors.
When these four ancestors sit in meditation, they are like four huge abyss swallowing spiritual mist. As long as these spiritual mists condensed by spiritual energy float into the range of three feet away from the four ancestors, they will disappear all of a sudden.
At this moment, a monk with gray beard and hair sitting at the bottom on the right suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Senior Brother Qifan has just achieved Pure Yang and reached an agreement with the five holy places, and a user appeared in Tianxuan City.
There are rumors about amethyst royal jelly in exchange for thunder calamity water. Could it be that the Five Holy Lands want to break their promise?"
"Junior Brother Qingli is overly worried. The envoys from the Five Holy Lands sent the Thunder Tribulation Water this time in the name of congratulating Senior Brother for his achievement of Pure Yang. This was because our sect gave up the land of thousands of miles around the plain cultivation world. Now this land has not yet been handed over. Tai
Xuanzong didn’t dare to be presumptuous, thinking that trouble should not be caused behind the Five Holy Lands!”
Sitting opposite Patriarch Qingli, who has gray beard and hair, is Patriarch Sanxiang, one of the four great monks of the late Dharma phase of Tianxuan Sect.
"Haha, although Junior Brother Qingli has just advanced to become a great monk and has not participated much in some secrets of our sect, what he said is not unreasonable. Over the years, Taixuanzong has relied on the support of the Five Elements Sect to be too reckless. There is no guarantee that they are not acting privately.
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The old man on the right is the great monk Lian Nan of Tianxuan Sect. He said slowly: "There are always only two ways for the water of thunder calamity to be formed. One is the natural formation of heaven and earth, and the other is when the calamity of heaven and earth comes.
At that time, there were monks who condensed the thunder tribulation in the process of overcoming the tribulation. The creation of heaven and earth is rare, and it is extremely difficult to condense the thunder tribulation."
Patriarch Lian Nan's words made the other three nod their heads frequently. It was obvious that all three of them had a deep understanding.
Ancestor Lian Nan continued: "I have experienced two thunder tribulations, and my self-confidence is rare in the world of cultivation. But to be honest with you fellow apprentices, this thunder tribulation water has only been condensed into three drops, and this is still the first time I have experienced it.
At the last moment of the thunder tribulation, seeing that the thunder tribulation was approaching, I thought that I would definitely survive it, so I condensed these three drops in a hurry. When I was going through the second tribulation, I felt ashamed, how could I still think about it after a narrow escape from death?
Condensate the water of thunder and calamity?"
Ancestor Qingli smiled bitterly and said: "Senior brother, I still condensed three drops, but I only condensed two drops, also when I passed through the first thunder ring."
"I condensed five drops, and the first time I condensed four drops, but I felt that the thunder tribulation was nothing more than that, so I thought that I could condense two or three drops during the second thunder tribulation, so that I could be retained by the sect in the future.
A little bit of knowledge," Sanxiang Patriarch said with a bitter smile: "But I was arrogant. Just after he condensed a drop of it, he was struck half to death by the last calamity thunder. He almost died. Afterwards, he rested for a full thirty years before he could do this.
After I recovered, I still have lingering fears when I think about it. As for the third thunder tribulation, I can’t even think about achieving the Pure Yang Dharma like Senior Brother Qifan did!”
Ancestor Qingli raised his head and looked at the old man on the left who had spoken previously, and said, "Senior Brother Dongliu, how many drops have you condensed?"
Ancestor Dongliu stroked the beard under his chin and said: "I have a little more, condensed six drops, but now there is only one drop left. I also plan to add some foundation to our sect, and use all the others."
Gone somewhere else!"
Ancestor Qingli nodded and said: "Thunder Tribulation Water has a wide range of uses. Although few monks in the alchemy stage in the cultivation world can smelt this thing, but other than that, this thing is useful for the condensation and cultivation of Dharma.
As well as the improvement of high-level magic weapons, there are unexpected benefits. If we had not reached the point where we know that it is difficult to make progress in our cultivation, I am afraid that we will even use up the last bit of foundation left to our sect."
"Old Fifteen is saying that I have exhausted a lot of our sect's heritage, right?"
As soon as Patriarch Qingli finished speaking, an old man walked into the secret room with a basket in his hand and a hoe on his shoulder, surrounded by restrictions like a layer of cake.
The magic circle spread out layer by layer, but it was densely packed without having any impact on it.
"How can that be possible!"
Ancestor Qingli smiled "hehe" and then said sternly: "This sect has accumulated hundreds of thousands of years of knowledge, not only to fully support the emergence of ancestor Chunyang, but also to transform Chunyang into spirits in the future and become a true spiritual elder.
Ancestor, prepare. Now that you, Third Senior Brother, have achieved Pure Yang, it is the time when all the accumulation of this sect has been accumulated in the past, and it is also appropriate to use up all the water of thunder and calamity that our sect has accumulated in the past two or three thousand years!"
The old man put the basket in his hand on the ground, took off the hoe from his shoulder, and saw a few pieces of black mud on the hoe. The old man dipped the hoe into the pool among the four people, and the black mud immediately fell off, and the hoe fell off.
It also became black and bright, with a touch of sharpness even flashing black light.
However, the four old men sitting cross-legged next to the pool saw their expressions distorted but tried their best to hold back. The self-cultivation they had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years was shattered by the old man's hoe.
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