Xianbang

The Sunset River runs through the entire Great World of the Ancient Xuanyu, rolling tens of billions of miles from south to north, almost dividing the Great World into two halves.

The wide river is as calm as the sea. Even the narrowest section of the river is thousands of kilometers wide.

It was the setting sun at this time, and the setting sun was like blood, casting long red shadows on the river.

At the end of the setting sun, a blue boat floated on the river like a green leaf.

The red sun, the blue boat, the cool breeze, what a beautiful picture.

On the small boat, a girl in white clothes was holding a pottery pot in her hands. With her pure white jade hands, she took out the spiritual spring from the pottery pot and sprinkled it into the bronze teapot.

Using hands to hold water makes anyone feel unclean when they see it, but when they see the girl holding water, it immediately makes people feel that even the tea made with her bath water is delicious in the world.

The girl had a mask formed by condensed flames on her face, without a trace of impurities on her body, she was as pure as a fairy in the sky.

Every movement of her making tea is flawless and natural, as if she has been rehearsed countless times, and it can be seen at a glance that she is a master of the tea ceremony.

"Unexpectedly, I can still drink the spirit tea cooked by the owner of the Ming family today. It is really a great joy in life." An old man with a childlike face and white hair is holding a thousand-leaf fan in his hand, sitting on a small boat, and looking at Yunxian intently Er'er's action of making tea is as if he wants to memorize all this in his heart.

There are nine families and twelve workshops in Beiming Imperial City, Yun Xian'er is the head of the Ming family, and the Ming family is a sacred place for tea lovers.

There was a small sandalwood table on the boat, the storyteller and Guo Yi were sitting on the floor, and there were two empty purple jade teacups on the table, obviously the spirit tea hadn't been brewed yet.

Guo Yi played with the teacup with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Old Qianye, the Patriarch of the Ming family actually has another identity. If you know her identity, you may not dare to drink the tea made by her."

This storyteller turned out to be Mr. Chiba, the leader of the No. [-] intelligence organization in the cultivating world today!

Qianyelou masters the world's intelligence and knows all the secrets of the world that are not known to the public. With Mr. Qianye's insight and wisdom, he naturally recognized Yun Xian'er's external identity at a glance.

But does she have another identity?

After hearing Guo Yi's words, Mr. Qianye immediately put his hand into his sleeve, and after some calculations, he wanted to figure out another identity of Yun Xian'er.

I saw Mr. Qianye pinching his fingers, tens of thousands of divine lights of heaven flew out from his sleeves, and flew towards Yun Xian'er at the same time, but just as the tens of thousands of divine lights of heaven approached Yun Xian'er Three feet away, the same tens of thousands of divine lights of the heavens suddenly flew out from between Yun Xian'er's fingers, and immediately scattered the divine lights of the heavens emitted by Mr. Qianye.

This scene was really astonishing. If someone with great wisdom was by his side, he would have discovered that Mr. Qianye and Yun Xian'er had already confronted each other in the blink of an eye.

This is a duel of heaven and magic!

The amount of divine light that can be used represents the height of this person's wisdom. Mr. Qianye is known as the most intelligent person in the ancient Xuanyu. He used the way of heaven to calculate Yun Xian'er's identity just now, but what surprised him was Yun Xian'er. Xian'er actually launched a counterattack against him. She was above Tiandao Yidao's cultivation, not inferior to him at all.

The divine light of heaven and dao is actually invisible. Only the wise can see the fierce fight just now. Most people can't even see the slightest clue, and think that the two have never fought against each other.

"Excellent, besides Peak Lord Tianxie, there is another great wise man in the world of cultivating immortals in the ancient Xuanyu, who is really a formidable young man, but why has the old man never heard of the name of Patriarch Yun's think tank before?" Mr. Qianye wondered .

After all, Mr. Qianye is not a god, and it is impossible to know everything in the world, just like Yun Xian'er is a yin girl, this matter is too secret, even he does not know.

Yun Xian'er gave him a faint smile, and then continued to make tea seriously.

Although Guo Yi couldn't see the confrontation between the two just now, he could roughly guess some of it, and said with a smile: "You must have heard of her name as a think tank. She is the most famous in the entire ancient Xuanyu cultivating world."

Mr. Qianye glanced at Guo Yi: "Can you be as famous as your Guo Yin thief?"

"I can't compare with her. I can't match her in terms of wisdom. I can't catch up with her in terms of skills. Compared with powerful people, I have half the world of cultivation in my palm. Compared with her cultivation, I can only compete with her on the same level. "Guo Yi didn't know whether he was teasing himself or Yun Xian'er, it was very boring when he spoke.

Mr. Qianye is a smart man among smart people. After hearing a few cryptic words from Guo Yi, his complexion suddenly changed, "There are only two young women who can make you, Guo Yin, feel ashamed. One is The master of Tianxie Peak, and the other is His Royal Highness Yinnv from the underworld, so this Yun...patriarch...could it be...don't know, I don't know anything."

Today's Underworld is in full swing, powerful enough to sweep the entire world of cultivating immortals, and in less than two years, it has controlled more than half of the Ancient Mysterious Realm. Almost all of this is done by the mysterious Yinnv alone. Wisdom and strategy can be seen.

Yinnv's identity is mysterious and her methods are vicious. She is the most popular person in the world of cultivating immortals recently. Even Mr. Qianye dare not inquire about her identity easily, because he knows that if she finds out, it will be death.

Mr. Qianye's face was full of horror, now that the famous and vicious yin girl is beside him, and she is still making tea for him, he doesn't even have the desire to drink tea now, and he can't wait to slap his ass and leave immediately.

He took a deep breath, and when he lifted and shook his fan, his face suddenly became calm, and he said: "Wow, Guo Yin thief, it is Guo Yin thief, actually even Yin... unexpectedly even the whole body!" All the most beautiful fairies in the world have soaked in their hands, admiration, admiration!"

Guo Yi laughed loudly, "Xian'er, Mr. Qianye called you a fairy, do you think he is praising you or mocking you?"

Yun Xian'er didn't seem to take Mr. Qianye seriously, she just turned her head while boiling her spirit tea, and said with a smile, "Hehe, sir, you are naturally complimenting me."

"Boast, it's definitely a compliment!" Mr. Qianye repeatedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

And at this moment, the spirit tea was ready, Yun Xian'er moved gracefully, moved lightly with lotus steps, held the bronze teapot in her empty hand, and poured the fragrant tea into the teacup, a burst of purple hot air suddenly flowed from the teacup Recoiled up.

The tea is fragrant, thick but not greasy, like green bamboo shoots or orchids after rain.

The strong tea fragrance condenses into various forms, such as lotus flowers, clouds, cranes, and spiritual trees, with countless changes and inexplicable shapes.

It was also the first time for Guo Yi and Mr. Qianye to smell such a wonderful tea fragrance. Just taking a sip, they were already intoxicated, as if they were in bliss.

This spiritual tea, Yunxian'er, also gave some to Guo Yi, but no matter how Guo Yi brewed it, he couldn't make it taste like this. This is the real tea ceremony.

"It's an honor! If you take a sip of such wonderful tea, you will die without regret." Mr. Qianye picked up the purple jade teacup and was about to take a sip, but just as the teacup was brought to his lips, someone chopped it off with a sword. into two halves.

This is a small sword with the length of a palm.

When the tea fell to the ground, it splashed all over the table, and the fragrance of the tea spread in all directions, like fine wine scattered on the ground.

"Prodigal! Spoil good things." Yun Xian'er glanced at Guo Yi.

Guo Yi smiled noncommittally, but put his teacup back in front of Mr. Chiba, and said, "If you want to drink tea, you must answer the question first."

"Then if I don't drink, can I not answer the question?" Mr. Chiba knew that it was time to come, so he came anyway.

"No, this tea was originally made for you, one cup of tea is one problem." Guo Yi laughed.

"This tea is really expensive." Mr. Qianye smiled, then picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip eagerly, and after a long time on the tip of his tongue, he said: "Since it's a knife anyway, I still Choose to receive the knife horizontally, at least you can lie down comfortably when you die."

"Old guy, he is indeed a smart person, I like it." Guo Yi put away the smile on his face, and said solemnly: "It's still the same question, who did you hear that I was going to wash Xuanji Mountain?"

Xuanji Mountain is one of the three holy places in the world of cultivating immortals. Even if the underworld can forcefully capture Xuanji Mountain, they dare not say that they want to wash Xuanji Mountain with blood, because it will arouse the anger of the cultivators in the whole world.

No one would do such an unwise thing, unless this person wanted to be an enemy of the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Mr. Qianye took another sip of tea, and then slowly said: "I can't say anything about this matter. If I speak now, I'm afraid I will die on this boat before I tell the person's name."

Mr. Qianye is a talent of the same generation as Bai Taigong, Feng Shuangzi and others. His cultivation level is similar to that of Guo Yi. Just kill a strong man like him?

Guo Yi knew that Mr. Chiba would never lie, so this matter was enough to give Guo Yi a headache.

There are not no strong people in the ancient Xuanyu who can have this ability. The legendary six masters are such characters. They can completely kill a master of law like Guo Yi from hundreds of millions of miles away. Guo Yi has seen it before. The power of these people, knowing that they have such ability.

"It's really not good to be noticed by people at the level of the six masters." Guo Yi frowned.

The six masters have already become legends in the world of cultivating immortals. Even the master of the eighth river is just an ant to them. If they want to take action against a certain master, then this master will definitely don't live long.

"Why would he (she) do this?"

Guo Yi was thinking hard about this question, while Mr. Qianye was quietly drinking tea, until the double tea was exhausted, then he parted his lips and said with a smile: "May I ask the second question? "

In fact, he wanted to drink a second cup of tea!