Chapter 488: There Is Spiritual Tea in Taoism! Today's Wu Xuanxin (4K)

Three days passed.

Under Li Zangfeng's guidance, Zhou Dao gradually mastered the breathing method.

This is the essence of the Sunset Sect's Taoism, and it is also the key to practicing the [Ten Great Seals].

Through this breathing method, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can split into another form of energy in the body, blend into the physical body, and enhance the seal.

This kind of power can only be refined by disciples of the Sunset Sect, and only disciples of the Sunset Sect can absorb it.

"From now on, you can just use the breathing method to practice every day."

"It's true that I'm getting stronger, but it's a bit slow."

Zhou Dao felt his own changes. While the breathing method strengthened his physical body, it also increased the power of the seal.

However, the process of fissioning the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into golden particles is extremely complicated and the efficiency is too low.

Li Zangfeng said that according to the standards of the Sunset Sect, Zhou Dao worked tirelessly and continuously refined the golden particles for twelve hours, which can be regarded as [one side].

In three days, Zhou Dao's true transformation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was only a little more than [two sides].

"Who told you that you are too weak? You just need to practice more." Li Zangfeng glanced at it and said calmly.

Zhou Dao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but held back.

In front of the sword pillar, his achievements are indeed nothing.

"Teacher, how much spiritual energy of heaven and earth can you transform every day now?" Zhou Dao asked suddenly out of curiosity.

"Me?" Li Zangfeng looked calm, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"You're still young, so it's better to be down-to-earth."

"I was just asking."

"Let me tell you this." Li Zangfeng thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Your senior brother, every time you exhale and inhale, it is [Wanfang] spiritual energy."

"Ten thousand……"

Zhou Dao was stunned.

"As for me……"

"Forget it, I won't ask anymore."

Zhou Dao shook his head, he should practice this kind of practice secretly by himself.

Li Zangfeng was right, among the Sunset Sect, he was the most unsatisfactory.

"Teacher, I'll take my leave now."

Zhou Dao turned around and left.

"etc."

Li Cangfeng suddenly stopped him.

"What else is there?" Zhou Dao asked.

"That swordsmanship of yours...can't be used, but it's best not to use it."

Li Zangfeng waved his hand and walked away without waiting for Zhou Dao's reaction.

Zhou Dao was stunned, looked at Li Zangfeng's back, and nodded immediately.

He knew that what Li Zangfeng was talking about must be the Mayfly Sword Technique, which was the supreme sword technique left by Zhou Xuan. The previous king of Yuan Dynasty had a fierce reputation.

If you use this sword technique easily, you will inevitably be recognized by others, and there will definitely be a huge disturbance.

Zhou Dao secretly noted that in fact, with his current realm and strength, under normal circumstances, there is no need to use the Mayfly Sword Technique at all. If he really uses this sword technique one day, it will be a disaster of life and death.

…

At noon, Xianke Tower.

Upstairs, by the window, Zhou Dao was sipping the fragrant tea just delivered from the south in early spring, while Jing Wuchen sat opposite.

"The new buds of [Dragon Leaves Fragrance] are just pulled out in March every year. The best picking time is April. Is this a new tea for you!?"

Zhou Dao looked at the clear and bright color of the tea soup and took a gentle breath, accompanied by the unique aroma of vegetation.

“Every May is when tea merchants come to Beijing, and the tea market is really busy at that time.”

Jing Wuchen said with a smile: "But those tea products are only half a month away by water, so the taste will naturally be compromised."

The tea market in Beijing will not open until half a month later.

But Jing Wuchen has already drank the latest [Dragon Leaf Fragrance].

Zhou Dao knew that his business was very big, and he had influence in all the Seven Sounds and Thirteen Prefectures in the south. He was famous for his new tea. This kind of enjoyment was not difficult for Jing Wuchen.

"Why don't you drink?" Zhou Dao looked at the tea bowl in front of Jing Wuchen and couldn't help but ask.

Jing Wuchen shook his head: "I asked someone to bring this tea for bathing."

"What?"

"Brother Zhou, don't you know that every spring, boiling water with [Dragon Leaf Incense] and taking a bath can remove internal dirt and bring out the fragrance."

As he spoke, Jing Wuchen raised his hand and pointed downstairs.

There was a car there containing two large wooden boxes.

"In there is the [Dragon Leaf Incense] just picked this year. I have prepared it for Brother Zhou. When I go back, it will be used with the [Purification Pill] I gave you to double the decontamination ability." Jing Wuchen introduced enthusiastically.

"..."

Zhou Dao curled his lips when he heard this: "Are all rich people so wasteful?"

The tea market has not yet opened, and new tea has not arrived in Beijing. If those two boxes of [Dragon Leaf Incense] are thrown out at this time, dignitaries will definitely rush to buy them, which can not only satisfy their appetites, but also show their status.

Needless to say, those two boxes of [Dragon Leaf Incense] can be purchased for at least five thousand taels of silver.

In Jingwuchen, it is only used for bathing! ?

"No dirt or dust, what is money compared to this?" Jing Wuchen's wealth exceeded Zhou Dao's imagination.

"Then again, that kind of vulgar tea is nothing."

Jing Wuchen raised his eyes, looked at Zhou Dao, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou, have you ever heard of the Tea Fairy?"

"Tea Fairy!?"

Zhou Dao was startled and felt that the name seemed familiar, as if he had seen similar records in an ancient book in Uncle Qin's Bookstore.

"monster!?"

"Maybe so. A few years ago, I heard something about it when I was doing business along the coast." Jing Wuchen talked eloquently.

It is said that in the coastal area of ​​​​Nujiang Prefecture, after a thunderstorm, people often encounter an old beggar in tattered clothes and wearing a garland begging along the road in the mountains.

If you encounter someone begging for help, be sure not to give away anything of gold or silver. Go to the roadside and randomly pick some tea stalks and give them to her, and you can take something from the old beggar.

At this time, you must take the leaves from the wreath on his head. You can only take up to three leaves at a time, otherwise you will be in bad luck.

Some people say that this is the tea fairy who lives in the mountains. One tea leaf on the wreath can be worth twenty years of life.

During the war in ancient times, a deserter once walked into the mountains. He had eaten all the dry food and was about to starve to death. As a result, he met the old beggar and exchanged it for two pieces of scented tea. After eating it, he escaped. He lived until he was ninety years old before passing away.

There was once a wealthy businessman in the local area who was suffering from an incurable disease. He offered 30,000 taels of gold and got one from no one knows where. As a result, he was able to live for another twenty years.

However, the wealthy businessman's later years were very miserable. He lost all his money and his wife and children were separated.

It can be seen that if this kind of thing does not have fate and fate, and if you insist on forcing it, you will eventually be punished.

"It is indeed a monster."

Zhou Dao's eyes are focused, there are gains and losses, causes and consequences, going against the rules of people, playing with people's hearts.

The so-called tea fairy should be a kind of monster, and not an ordinary monster.

"It should be an ancient demon!?"

Jing Wuchen nodded: "After the Dao King Festival, the ancient demon bloodline almost disappeared. I also went into the mountains after the thunderstorm to look for the so-called Tea Fairy..."

"Did you find it?"

Zhou Dao's heart moved and he asked. If he really found it, he would like to exchange it for this ancient demon from Jing Wuchen's hands.

For Zhou Dao, the rewards obtained by sacrificing ancient monsters are very different from sacrificing ordinary monsters.

"Of course not, but I did find a piece of tea left by the tea fairy."

"Huh!?" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up: "It really is."

At this time, he became energetic. You must know that before entering Beijing, Zhou Dao had been in the [Demon Treasure] business for many years.

Back then, in Ping'an Town and Pingjiang City, countless demon treasures flowed out of his hands and entered the market.

"Of course, I got it from a local Taoist priest who was not popular in the sect." Jing Wuchen said with a smile.

There are many sects in the world. In addition to the six great sects with great incense and endless inheritance, many sects are already unable to succeed.

After all, after Taizu opened Taiji Academy and spread the practice to people all over the world, Taoism and magical powers became less mysterious.

Many sects died one after another.

"The sect is afraid that it will have no descendants. The Taoist priest who sold me the tea is so depressed that he even sold the Taoist temple, demolished it and turned it into a bathing center."

Jing Wuchen smiled and said: "Such unworthy descendants will not be able to see their ancestors even after they die."

"..."

Zhou Dao lowered his head and drank tea, as if he didn't hear anything.

"I only spent three hundred taels in exchange for this tea leaf from the Taoist priest."

Jing Wuchen came closer and said, "If Brother Zhou is interested, I can give it to you later. Anyway, I got it from that unfilial descendant."

"No...no need..." Zhou Daogan laughed twice.

"A gentleman does not take away what others like."

"Hahaha, Brother Zhou and I don't need to meet each other. All the treasures in the world are external things. If they can be used for something, they can be discarded."

Jing Wuchen said something casually, and his courage suddenly shone amidst his cynical laughter.

"Actually, these Kit Kat gadgets are nothing."

The smile on Jing Wuchen's face gradually faded. He changed the topic and suddenly said: "Brother Zhou knows that there is also spiritual tea in the Taoist sect. That thing has brought three hundred years of luck to Longhu Mountain."

"Huh? Is there such a thing? I'd like to hear the details." Zhou Dao's heart moved and he became interested.

Now he is quite concerned about Longhu Mountain.

"It's a far-fetched thing to mention. I heard my dad mention it accidentally."

"That happened many years ago. A year or so after the Dao King Festival, there was a scholar in Nanyang...

One day, the scholar went hiking and accidentally entered an ancient cave. There was a tea tree planted inside. It was as green as jade, printed with dragon and tiger prints, and exuded a strong fragrance.

The scholar was greatly surprised. He took off a piece and put it in his mouth. Suddenly, a fragrance rushed into his throat and nose, like mellow liquor. He returned home in a daze and slept for ten days and nights before waking up.

Later, the story spread, and a Taoist priest came to visit and said that the tea tree the scholar discovered was the root of immortality. The tea was as fragrant as wine, mellow and easy to get drunk, especially the old leaves at the crown. Taking one piece of it can increase your life by thirty years. .

The Taoist priest invested tens of thousands of dollars in the hope that the scholar would help him find the Xiong Ruzui plant.

The next day, the scholar went into the mountains again. It took more than three months before he found the ancient cave again.

Out of curiosity, he took an old leaf and put it into his mouth. He passed out on the spot. When he woke up, there was nothing around him.

The scholar was surprised and doubtful. When he returned home, he found that it had been deserted for a long time. When he looked for someone to ask, he found out that his parents had died long ago and that it had been fifty years since he had been there.

"What?" Zhou Dao was surprised.

Fifty years have passed, relatives and friends have withered, old friends are gone, and all traces of his existence have been erased.

The scholar was so lost that he was suddenly the only one left in the vast world.

At this time, the Taoist priest suddenly appeared and said that the scholar had finished his mortal life and wanted to save him into immortality.

Speaking of this, Jing Wuchen smiled coldly: "Brother Zhou, do you know where that scholar came from?"

"How would I know?" Zhou Dao shook his head and said strangely.

"No, you should have heard of it." Jing Wuchen said lightly.

"The scholar's surname is Chen, and his name is Chen Zhuofeng."

"Is it him!?" Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, quite surprised.

Eight hundred years ago, Chen Zhuofeng came into being and suppressed that era.

He completed the great weapon and hid it in Longhu Mountain. He practiced hard for fifty years and had no name. Once he was born, he was earth-shattering and his great reversal of life and death techniques swept across the world and was invincible.

This man's life experience is so twists and turns! ?

"Longhu Mountain is really a good plan." Zhou Dao looked gloomy.

In this story, the scholar seems to have followed the path of a Taoist priest.

"The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain said that this is cause and effect, and by some mysterious luck, Chen Zhuofeng and Longhu Mountain are destined."

"A bunch of magicians." Zhou Dao sneered.

A person's life can be easily ruined just because that Taoist priest said he was destined to our sect.

His relatives, his old friends, everything about him... were all scattered like dust, leaving no trace behind.

"Chen Zhuofeng is a ruthless person." Zhou Dao said calmly.

A terrifying existence like that set its sights on the world and suppressed an era. Even if this trick was not broken at the time, it would surely be awakened later on.

However, after cultivating to the level of Chen Zhuofeng, the future and the past are all like clouds and smoke, and even the present and future are only a blink of an eye.

"Longhu Mountain is really powerful. At that time, Chen Zhuofeng was just a scholar, so he realized that his destiny was extraordinary, and he planned to realize it at any cost, a whole hundred years of planning."

"The future and the past are like a big dream. This created Chen Zhuofeng who has been practicing hard for fifty years and is invincible since birth."

Jing Wuchen sighed: "There is indeed a reason why Longhu Mountain can be passed down to this day."

"It's really great."

Zhou Dao nodded. With such methods and calculations, even if he didn't like Longhu Mountain, he had to admit that the leader of the Taoist sect in the world was indeed outstanding.

"That's all for today. I'm going home to take a shower."

Jing Wuchen stood up and was about to leave. He just took two steps and suddenly stopped.

"By the way, Brother Zhou, do you know why Chen Zhuofeng suddenly went down the mountain when he was fifty years old?"

"Why?" Zhou Dao was startled, wondering why Jing Wuchen suddenly asked this question.

"Because he committed murder."

Zhou Dao was startled and didn't know why. He looked up and saw that Jing Wuchen had already gone downstairs.

…

Late at night.

Zhou Dao wandered outside for a day, finally bid farewell to Li Renshan, came out of Taiji Academy, and planned to rush back to the Monster Control Division.

"I haven't seen that boy Jiang Yuan recently. I'll find a chance to ask."

Zhou Dao looked at the sky and walked on the cold street.

Under the moonlight, Zhou Dao was the only one on the street, and the shadow was extremely long, extending into the shadow.

Suddenly, at the end of the street, a man slowly walked out. The night wind blew his robes rustling.

His eyes were calm and he looked at Zhou Dao, his eyes like dead water finally filled with waves.

"Zhou Dao, we finally meet again."

The visitor spoke softly, but there was no hint of happiness or anger, but there was a feeling of admiration for meeting an old friend again.

Zhou Dao frowned slightly, stopped and took a clear look at the face of the visitor.

"Wuxuanxin!?"

"Today, you are going to die here." Wu Xuanxin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a long-lost smile.