My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

"Younger martial brother Yang, I said in advance that if the quality of tea is too poor, I won't accept it."

Zhuang Chenglu didn't want to embarrass Yang Yi, but when she saw such a large amount of tea, her first thought was that Yang Yi couldn't find good tea and made up for it.

"Don't worry, these are collected from all over Qingzhou. Although I haven't opened them one by one, they are absolutely exquisite."

Yang Yi gently put down the two burdens and opened the brocade cloth, which contained many exquisite log boxes.

Each is the size of a girl's palm.

Flower tea patterns and titles are carved on the front, corresponding to the flower tea inside.

"This is yellow Rhododendron wood. It's the top grade of tea. A small piece with a palm size is worth twenty Liang silver, not to mention so carefully carved."

Zhuang Chenglu likes to drink flower tea. Naturally, she is also a man of goods.

Any tea that uses Rhododendron as a container must be no worse.

She picked up a log box and looked at it. She was surprised: "these tea boxes are very new. The aroma of flower tea has not been integrated with the aroma of yellow Azalea. Is it specially customized?"

"I'm afraid elder martial sister can't get used to the tea boxes used by others, so I asked them to order a batch by the way. It's not a trouble, but each one is very good-looking. I just don't know whether it conforms to elder martial sister's wishes."

In fact, Yang Yi doesn't know much about tea. He said in his letter that he would give it to a senior sister and asked Ding Yi to prepare it carefully.

Judging from Zhuang Chenglu's admiring appearance, Ding Yi is well prepared.

"Younger martial brother Yang has a heart, but it's too indecent for you to stack so many tea boxes together and roll them into packages. In addition, there will inevitably be scratches on the road. If you give girls something next time, remember not to do so." Zhuang Chenglu is both angry and funny.

Gently open the small buckle on the wooden box.

The thin layer of flower tea inside gives off a good smell.

This box is engraved with the name of flower tea, which is called Shuimu flower. It is a rare flower growing on the Bank of the lake.

After being made into flower tea and soaked in water, it will emit a faint orchid like aroma, which has the effect of calming the mind and calming the Qi.

"Elder martial sister, are you still satisfied?"

Yang Yiming asked.

"Naturally satisfied."

Zhuang Chenglu was reluctant to put water into the water to herd flowers.

Check other tea boxes.

If she sees a very small scratch on the surface of the tea box, she will feel very sad. She blames Yang Yi for being too rude and outrageous. However, seeing the whole layer of flower tea inside is like a heart being cured.

Yang Yi said with a smile, "take your time, elder martial sister. I'll go and take the rest of the flower tea for you."

"I'd better go with you, lest you be extravagant."

"I can do it alone."

"No."

Zhuang Chenglu refused sternly.

She asked Yang Yi to wait here for a while.

Carefully carry the tea boxes back to the house one by one before they come out.

"Let's go."

Zhuang Chenglu knocked Yang Yi, who was thinking about various herbs in the hospital, with a bamboo cane.

"Test you, what's the name of this herb? What's its function?" She asked suddenly.

"This is Jinlan grass, which is the raw material for boiling Jinchuang ointment." Yang Yi answered quickly.

"Well, it seems that the picture I worked hard to draw for you was not in vain." Zhuang Chenglu nodded.

“……”

Yang Yi did not want to make complaints about the other side's soul painter.

He got up and took Zhuang Chenglu to the wooden hut where he lived.

"Younger martial sister Zhuang, are you going out?"

Before he left the gate of Hefeng courtyard, he met a fat disciple in purple.

"Good morning, elder martial brother Dong." Zhuang Chenglu smiled politely.

Yang Yi also saluted after him.

The disciple surnamed Dong just glanced at Yang Yi and ignored him.

There are many disciples around Zhuang Chenglu. They change one group every other time. It's not uncommon, just like weeds.

"Hey, I've had a bad time. The boy who tried Dan for me ran away, and his cultivation also encountered a bottleneck. The sunset flying duck skill didn't advance but retreated. I wanted to ask younger martial sister Zhuang for help to help me cope with the master's assessment... Since you're ready to go out, let's talk later."

The disciple surnamed Dong shook his head and vomited bitterness, and the fat on his face shook.

Seeing that Zhuang Chenglu was indifferent, he tutted and left uninteresting.

Yang Yi looked at the elder martial brother surnamed Dong silently.

He didn't expect to find the victim of Jinghong Jue so soon.

"Younger martial brother Yang, have you heard about the situation in feixiao city?"

Out of Hefeng courtyard, Zhuang Chenglu suddenly chatted.

"Know a little."

In Panshan Town, Yang Yi learned something about feixiao city from Luo run and them.

More than two months ago, they were not very optimistic. They were constantly invaded by monsters, and the Blackwater gang was still trapped there.

I just don't know where it is now.

"The outer city of feixiao city has been trampled by the beast tide. Although the city guards have kept the inner city inhabited by the rich, they are unable to recapture the outer city. Tens of thousands of people hide in every corner of the outer city like mice. Every day, people who are dug out of the ruins and eaten by monsters are crying."

"At the gate of the inner city, countless rounds have been washed with blood. Now no one dares to gather there and ask the soldiers to open the door. If you make a little noise, you will be stared at by the monster."

Zhuang Chenglu looked with compassion. Even if he said this, it seemed as if there was a heavy burden on his teeth.

"What kind of animal tide is this?"

Yang Yi didn't expect that things would develop to this point.

Although feixiao city is weak, it is also one of the nine cities in Qingzhou. It has no power to parry under the scouring of monsters.

"It is said that there are great demons at the level of Huanian... Feixiao city is close to Baoping mountain. At the beginning, the city was built to resist the demons of Baoping mountain. Who would have thought that the demons on Baoping mountain are so terrible that they can't be contained at all."

"At first, the soldiers in the inner city would put water and food into the outer city, but most of them fell into the belly of monsters. Over time, they also let the people in the outer city live and die."

They walked in the door of the sect. Because of Zhuang Chenglu's identity, they could occasionally attract some attention.

However, Yang Yi was immersed in a heavy atmosphere and didn't pay too much attention.

"Are there reinforcements in the nearby city?" Yang Yi leads the way ahead.

"There are only some symbolic people in Chuanhe city nearby, but I heard that your Yang family has given a lot of money and food." Zhuang Chenglu recalled.

"In the current situation, it's no use investing more money and food if you don't drive the monsters out of the outer city." Yang Yi shook his head.

"Therefore, feixiao city sent a letter for help a few days ago, asking us to help."

Zhuang Chenglu is quite clear about this matter.

"But we are also shrouded in unknown dangers. Listen to the rain..."

Yang Yi thought for a moment, but instead of saying anything, he asked, "will we send someone to reinforce?"

"Yes! Not to mention those words of profound righteousness, we are not far from Baoping mountain in terms of geographical location. Once feixiao city falls, we will be the next to suffer." Zhuang Chenglu said seriously.