Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 48

Inside the courtyard.

Xin Ruyin's pretty face was swept away with her consciousness, and her heart moved slightly. This young master was a little older than herself, but his cultivation level was not that high. He was only at the middle level of Qi Refining.

"It turns out to be Miss Xin, I'm Yang Gan!"

Yang Gan smiled flatly, his eyes did not change at all.

This Xin Ruyin had a medium build, a small nose, and a pair of bright eyes as clear as water. After he and Yang Gan looked at each other, they showed a faint smile.

To be honest, this girl's facial features have not yet grown, and her appearance is not that outstanding. She is even slightly inferior to the pretty maid of the same age.

But her elegant and calm expression, the graceful manner of her movements, coupled with those black eyes that seemed to be able to speak, were enough to make up for the shortcomings of her appearance.

Anyone who sees this girl, not only does not feel that she is mediocre in appearance, but will feel amazed, and will never confuse her with the maids around her.

At a young age, he has such a temperament that is unparalleled in the world, and it is even more remarkable when he grows up.

That's right.

Xin Ruyin's current age is indeed a bit young.

Cardamom Years.

Yang Qian smiled slightly and stared at the little face of the girl in blue, full of admiration.

It's a bit early to come.

But even better, I can watch her grow up a little bit.

"Young master, why are you staring at the little girl like this?" Xin Ruyin blushed slightly, and her sullen voice was also extremely pleasant.

"It's Yang who is being rude, and I'm taking the liberty to come here because I heard from fellow Taoist Wang Ziling that there is Mrs. Zheng, who is proficient in formations and has profound attainments!" Yang Gan cupped his hands apologetically.

"Firstly, during this visit, I want to purchase an advanced formation. Secondly, I think I have some talent for formations, and I want to accompany Mrs. Zheng to learn the art of formations."

"I see, Master is indeed a well-known formation master for decades, but he has some attainments!" Xin Ruyin opened her mouth lightly with respect, and then apologized again.

"However, Mr. Yang came at an unfortunate time. Master went out to set up the formation, but counting the time, he will be back soon." Xin Ruyin said, asking Yang Qian to sit on the stone bench in the small pavilion together.

Turning around, he ordered to Xiaomei: "Xiaomei, pour a cup of spiritual tea for Young Master Yang!"

"Yes, miss!" Xiaomei agreed crisply and hurriedly ran into the hall.

After a while, he walked out quietly carrying a pot of steaming tea. His careful look made Yang Qian couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

"Xiaomei, bring it here quickly!" Xin Ruyin glanced at Xiaomei helplessly, stood up and poured a cup of tea for Yang Qian himself.

Whoa whoa whoa!
The fragrance of tea is overflowing, and the emerald green is about to drip.

Compared with the fragrant tea that Yang Qian drank in Tianxing Zongfang City, this tea was obviously more fragrant. It was obviously a higher-quality tea, and the aura it exuded was also richer.

"Mr. Yang, this is the spiritual tea prepared by the young lady after reading ancient books. However, it is not finished yet. Please taste it for a while, so that the young lady can know the shortcomings of the spiritual tea."

At Xin Ruyin's invitation, Yang Gan squeezed the teacup in surprise and took two sips.

Suddenly my mouth felt refreshed and my mind was clear. I praised with admiration:

"Good tea! I didn't expect that the tea leaves could be mixed with spiritual energy. It's really wonderful! Miss Xin, you must have made it yourself. Yang admires it very much."

Yang Qian meant what he said. Although he already knew that Xin Ruyin was very knowledgeable in tea art, after drinking it, he realized that this tea was indeed extremely fragrant and in no way inferior to any of the world's most famous teas.

You know, making ordinary tea leaves contain spiritual energy is unimaginably difficult for a girl who has just come into contact with spiritual practice.

"Young Master Yang is overly praised. This tea has only been prepared for a short time and needs a lot of improvement. I will wait until I have the opportunity in the future to improve the effect of Lingcha to a higher level and then invite Young Master Yang to come and taste it." Xin Ruyin said lightly With a smile, her girlish attitude is clearly revealed.

"That's great! Yang waits for the good news!" Yang Gan nodded and smiled.

"Young Master Yang, the little girl is a little curious!" Xin Ruyin frowned slightly, feeling a little puzzled about Yang Qian's origin.

"I don't know yet, which great sect does Mr. Yang come from? Or, is he a disciple of a certain immortal cultivator in Yuanwu?"

"I'm not from the Yuanwu Kingdom, but from a hidden sect in the Yue Kingdom. I can't tell you the specific name at the moment." Yang Qian picked up the teacup again and took a sip.

"Young Master Yang is actually from the Yue Kingdom, and he is also from a hidden sect." Xin Ruyin and Xiaomei looked at each other, both of them extremely surprised.

It's just that seeing Yang Gan's secretive expression, it's hard to ask any more questions.

"I wonder what kind of formation you want, Mr. Yang?" Xin Ruyin's eyes moved slightly and she spoke softly.

"I want one." Yang Qian pondered slightly, and was about to continue speaking, but suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Under the puzzled gazes of Xin Ruyin and Xiaomei, they turned to look outside the pavilion.

Xin Ruyin frowned.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly widened.

"That is."

In mid-air, a stream of blue ripples like running water suddenly appeared, overflowing with spiritual energy.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of fiery red light flew in unsteadily.

Sound transmission!
'Sure enough, there is a defensive formation in this place. Yang Gan's eyes flashed and he took a second look at the flowing blue ripples.

The power of such a formation would probably not be possible for ordinary foundation-building monks to defeat in a matter of seconds.

Xin Ruyin raised her fair white wrist and caught the fiery red sound transmission talisman.

Behind her, Xiaomei opened her mouth wide and looked at Yang Qian in astonishment. Then she turned to look at the paper in Xin Ruyin's hand, her pretty face full of worry.

Xin Ruyin hesitated for a moment, but still crushed it and listened intently.

It's just that his complexion became more and more unsightly, it turned pale, and finally his complexion softened.

"Miss, what's the matter? Is it the old lady?" Xiaomei asked eagerly, like ants on a hot pot.

Xin Ruyin opened her mouth, but she saw Yang Qianzheng looking at her calmly: "Miss Xin, please step aside."

With that said, Yang Gan was about to get up.

"No need, Mr. Yang, it was my master who went out to set up the formation, and was surrounded by a group of Qi-refining monks with malicious intentions. They wanted to force the master to pass on the experience of the formation to them. Fortunately, the master carried it with him. A set of formation flags, I hurriedly set up a simple formation in a forest, but failed to let them succeed, this sound transmission talisman is just to inform us in advance, don't leave the courtyard privately, lest "Xin Ru After all, Yin was still young, and she was still a little panicked about this kind of thing, even for Yang Gan, who met for the first time, she also confessed all of her brains.

(End of this chapter)