wind control

Chapter 23 Spirit Tea
"Pay the debt—"

Seeing these two words, Feng Ruo was terrified. Although there was no signature on it, how could he not know who the other party was?
"It's over, it's over!" Feng Ruo couldn't help but feel terrified. During this period, he first entered meditation for half a month, and then formed a relationship with Ma Yuan and others, and then he ran back to practice. Yue, therefore, actually delayed the old woman's request.

Without hesitation, Feng Ruo hurriedly drove the white-feathered crane towards the small valley where the old woman was, and now he only hoped that the old woman would not lose her temper, otherwise he would be really miserable.

After flying to the entrance of Xiaogu, Feng Ruo couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling, and almost wanted to turn around and run away, as far as he could!Because at least thousands of colorful cloud butterflies gather on both sides of the bluestone path, looking from a distance, it looks like two winding colorful ribbons.

If it was normal, Feng Ruo might think that such a grand pomp was to welcome some important person, but now, he could only think that it was the road to death leading him to the execution ground.

Frightened and frightened, he sealed the white-feathered crane, and Feng Ruo then bit the bullet and walked towards the small valley. He knew very well that he would not be able to escape the chasing and killing of these thousands of colorful cloud butterflies.

Passing through the exuberant bamboo forest, Feng Ruo unexpectedly heard the clear sound of the zither. He also doesn't appreciate it, and it's hard for him to imagine that the old woman who looks like a ghost can play the piano?
"Huh? Why don't you see the old woman?" Turning the corner, the exquisite bamboo building appeared in front of Feng Ruo, but what made him feel strange was that it wasn't the old woman who was playing the piano at the small pavilion by the lake. It was a woman in blue clothes. Although she could only see her back, it gave him a familiar feeling.

The sound of the piano continued, so Feng Ruo had no choice but to stand where he was. God knows what the relationship between the woman in blue and the old woman is. If they disturb the other party, there must be no good fruit!

When the song ended, the blue-clothed woman stood up, bowed slightly to the bamboo building, and said, "Master, Ling'er is leaving!"

After saying this, the girl in blue put away the guqin casually, without even looking at Feng Ruo, she directly called out a large silver eagle with a wingspan of several feet, soared into the air, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In Feng Ruo's sight.

"It's actually her!" Feng Ruo had already guessed the other party's identity after hearing that clear and sweet voice, and the big silver eagle that followed made her even more sure.

"Lan Ling? This name really sounds very sweet!" Feng Ruo thought to himself, this Senior Sister Lan is the existence that all three generations of disciples look up to in Tianshu Academy, even the rampant and self-righteous Chu Tian of Tianshu Academy. Dare to be presumptuous in front of her, but this Senior Sister Lan has always had a very weird temper, and there are many things where she fights against each other when she disagrees with her words, otherwise she would not be called a bully, but there is no such thing as a bully. Thinking that this bully would have such a gentle side.

Of course, this thought was immediately suppressed by Feng Ruo, Wen Wan?What a joke, didn't you hear her call that old woman uncle!They are all raccoons of the same feather!

Feng Ruo was still thinking indignantly, but the bamboo building squeaked and opened without wind. Immediately, Feng Ruo felt a ghostly aura slowly overflowing from the bamboo building. Aware that there are countless pairs of ghost eyes staring at him, if there were not thousands of colorful clouds and butterflies behind him blocking his way, he really wanted to turn around and run away!
"Stinky boy! What are you doing in a daze, get the old man in right away!" At this moment, the old woman's hoarse and unpleasant voice suddenly came from the bamboo building, which made Feng Ruo startled again.

But at this moment, Feng Ruo had no way out, so he could only walk into the bamboo building one step at a time, but what made him feel strange was that he had just stepped into the bamboo building, and the cold aura he sensed before was immediately disappeared without a trace.

Looking inside the bamboo building again, the old woman is still the same as before, wearing a black cloak, sitting on a futon like a skeleton, in front of her is a table carved entirely of jasper, on which is She is wearing a set of exquisite and elegant tea sets, but the spiritual tea on it has been cooled for a long time.

"Junior Feng Ruo, I've met my seniors!" After this happened, Feng Ruo calmed down. It's funny to think about it. He didn't take death seriously back then, but he never thought that because he could live for decades longer, he would Become afraid of death.

"Serve tea!" To Feng Ruo's surprise, the old woman didn't talk about asking him to repay the debt, but just gave a cold order.

Although surprised in his heart, Feng Ruo didn't dare to disobey this order, and hurriedly stepped forward, replaced the light blue residual tea, injected new spiritual tea, and at the same time sent his own mana into the spiritual tea , when the cup of spiritual tea was full, it was already steaming, as if it had been boiled.

Putting the cup of spiritual tea carefully in front of the old woman, Feng Ruo couldn't help but secretly thanked Kong Fei, because the spiritual tea tasted by ascetics is quite different from that of ordinary people. Cook according to water temperature.

But the method used by ascetics is to use mana directly. In other words, the quality of a cup of spiritual tea is largely related to the purity and level of mana. In other words, the fragrance is overflowing and the spiritual energy is abundant. Drinking it regularly is of great benefit to cultivation.

But if the mana is not enough, or even very messy, then the concocted spiritual tea will be difficult to drink, let alone beneficial to cultivation.

For the three generations of disciples of Qingyun Sect, concocting spiritual tea is also compulsory in their daily practice. Feng Ruo was lucky enough to taste a cup of unpalatable spiritual tea from Kong Fei, so he still has a little understanding of the process of concocting, otherwise he would definitely Something is going to go wrong.

But even so, Feng Ruo couldn't be sure whether the cup of spiritual tea he made was good or bad?
Fortunately, the old woman didn't seem to care about this, she picked up the teacup with her palm like a dead branch and drank it carefully. After a long time, she said in a hoarse voice: "It's really hard to drink!"

Hearing this, Feng Ruo couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed on his face, but he secretly slandered in his heart, "It's so bad, do you still drink it?"I'm not a disciple of Qingyun Sect, it's not bad to be able to concoct a cup of spiritual tea!

Although she said that it was unpalatable, the old woman still drank the whole cup of spiritual tea, and finally said slowly: "I have already drank this teacher's tea, so you can do the teacher's ceremony!"

(End of this chapter)