Song of the Four Realms

Mr. Xiao Xiao.

The black snow is like the night, a strand of white hair is the Milky Way, and the eyes are as elegant as the cranes with a hidden murderous aura.

The attire of the cultivator is neat and complicated, without extra decorations, just clothes, belts, and jade pendants.

He likes to drink tea, but he doesn't know how to taste tea.

In the teahouse.

Can sit for a day.

The young owner of Anxiao Villa seems to be able to do nothing but practice and drink tea.

And I felt that he drank tea and did not go to the toilet frequently.

Very strange young man.

Ling Fengyu went to the tea house.

He produced his identification.

Is to get all the rights.

At least, Yunhaishen and Ming Siyu did not appear.This right is absolute.

"I heard from the shopkeeper that you have been drinking tea in this teahouse all the time, except for the holidays. Are you a person who is familiar with tea ceremony?" Ling Fengyu saluted slightly, "Oh, this is Ling Fengyu, this teahouse is my property .Although I never took care of it.”

"Ling Fengyu? Your Excellency is a famous person. Please sit down. It is my honor to have a cup of tea with a famous person."

Ling Fengyu sat down.

"Deacon Mo, two cups of jujube tea."

"Yes, this subordinate will go get it now." Deacon Mo led the order.

"Jujube tea?" Mr. Xiao asked.

"Jujube tea is an appetizer, followed by white tea, Fuzhuan brick tea, lotus seed and lotus leaf tea, and finally Panax notoginseng powdered tea."

"The last cup is bitter."

"Hundreds of teas and a hundred flavors, one tea with one flavor, you have to savor it carefully."

"Three sips of one product, watching, smelling and drinking is like seeing a doctor, seeing, smelling and asking about everything."

"Of course."

"But I'm not a doctor."

uh~

Ling Fengyu understood what Mr. Xiao meant.

People who dare to drink tea are just drinking tea, there is no other meaning, they just know how to drink, just drink, not taste.

One thing to say, Ling Fengyu doesn't know much about drinking, but it's okay to discover some flavors.

Jujube tea is slightly sweet but hard to satisfy the appetite.

It's like eating. You obviously have a bowl of rice, but you only lick one grain of rice. You are hungry, but you can't eat it.

"Deacon Mo, white tea."

"Yes."

White tea is served.

Still elegant, but slightly less thirsty than jujube tea.

Followed by fuzhuan tea~

Drink it all the way.

Mr. Xiao knows that Ling Fengyu is just a taste of taste, and there is no meaning.

After all, he didn't say a word.

"Thirty to seventy percent tea, it really tastes like drinking it."

This is really bitter.

"It's not only the taste, but also the name." Ling Fengyu frowned as he drank it. It was really bitter. This wasn't tea at all, but the ready-made powder that Ling Fengyu bought from any pharmacy and asked Deacon Mo to make it.

"Three seven is ten, which is consummation."

"So doesn't drinking it at the end mean the end?"

"So leave with a mouth full of bitterness?"

"Although it doesn't return to sweetness, it will be refreshing in the end, won't it?"

Mr. Xiao finally understood.

This is what is said.

Put everything you want to say in the last sentence.

"What do you want to say? I still don't quite understand."

"Young Master Xiao interrupted the task that Yi Yang gave to Deacon Mo, that's not good."

Ling Fengyu said bluntly.

"Oh?" Mr. Xiao moved his hand, and the waiter next to him served another cup of tea, "Is it really just a task for Deacon Mo?"

"This kind of one-time arrow, if you don't hand it over to the people under your hands, is it possible that you spend a lot of time making it yourself?"

Ling Fengyu asked with a smile.

He took the kettle that was burning on the side, poured it into his teacup

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I poured a cup of hot water into my cup, then reached out and took a few hair tips from the bamboo protruding into the window and put them into the teacup.

This is the real green and weak tea.

"Is that kind of arrow really the one used by the master of Wuyufang on weekdays?" Mr. Xiao continued to ask.

"But it's not. The arrows he uses in his daily life are all recycled after the war, and they can't be disposable."

Ling Fengyu asked and answered, leaving no flaws.

"Your Excellency knows Yi Yang very well."

Mr. Xiao knew that he could not keep Deacon Mo.

"But of course, at present, no one knows Yi Yang better than me except me."

"Deacon Mo, return the arrow to you, I have too many hands."

Mr. Xiao took out the arrow and handed it to Deacon Mo who was always by his side.

"Deacon Mo, go find an artisan organization that can mass-produce. In addition to giving Yi Yang, I also need [-] arrows here."

"This subordinate will do it."

"Isn't it unprofessional to leave this kind of thing to the staff of the teahouse?"

What Ling Fengyu said just now made Mr. Xiao puzzled. Could it be that he really thought too much before?

No, I didn't think too much, but said that Ling Fengyu was also assisting Yi Yang in his own way.

Yi Yang told Ling Fengyu his opinion and some possible information, Ling Fengyu naturally wanted to take action.

"I'm going to transfer him to Wuyufang, so let's see how his function is."

Is it really?

Young Master Xiao smiled.

"After that, I won't be served by Deacon Mo anymore."

"Not necessarily. Yiyang has set up a lot of tea stalls in Shili Street Pavilion, and I plan to build a tea house there. If Mr. Xiao really has obsession with Deacon Mo, I might transfer him to The tea house in Shili Jieting is not necessarily either."

This is pulling relationships,

familiar with each other.

It is convenient to carry it when there is something to do in the future.

"Alright."

Feel boring.

It was the first time Mr. Xiao chose to leave the teahouse so early.

"Boring, leave."

"Come and see off Mr. Xiao."

Ling Fengyu's behavior and previous words can't match.

This really made Mr. Xiao feel puzzled.

"no need."

Young Master Xiao refused.

After Ling Fengyu finished his tea, he also got up.

The shitty Panax notoginseng tea is really unpalatable, Ling Fengyu is going to drink some wine to relieve the unnecessary bitterness.

The waiter in the teahouse dragged a utensil to Ling Fengyu on a tray.

"Sir, this is what Mr. Xiao asked his subordinates to send to you after he left."

"A broken sword?"

After Ling Fengyu took off the broken sword, he asked the waiter to leave.

"Ziyang."

The word Ziyang is engraved on the sword.

It is the broken sword of Ziguang Jiange.

Well, I have to go to Ziguang Jiange.

Get out.

Meet Lin Li.

"Ling Fengyu, there is a place where you are needed in Shilijieting, hurry over and have a look."

Lin Li didn't say anything, just said so.

"Wait for me for a few days. I have urgent matters to rush to the Ziguang Jiange. If it is not urgent, it will be a while."

"Well~ It can be delayed for a while, so go get busy."

Lin Li didn't get too entangled.

"Where are Qingsha and Fulongkui?"

Ling Fengyu asked.

"At the Ten Mile Street Pavilion, after you finish your work, you can see me."

Ok.

Only then did Ling Fengyu leave in peace.

Went to Ziguang Jiange.

Outside the Jiange.

Ling Fengyu saluted: "I, Ling Fengyu, write a post to pay homage to the mountain gate."

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Ling Fengyu?

Why is he here,

Because of his strength and fame, Ling Fengyu was interviewed very quickly.

The sword master of Huan Jianmai, the illusion sword master.

"Phantom Sword Master."

He introduces himself.

hmm~

what is the name

Did not say.

It's fine if you don't say anything.

"Phantom Sword Master, this time I came here to pay respects to the Supreme Elder, I wonder if the Sword Master can recommend it for you?"

Ling Fengyu saluted again.

"Oh? Yes, but first, please come back to Jianshan with me, and the Supreme Elder will come to see you after he finishes handling the affairs in the cabinet."

"Alright."

Ling Fengyu nodded slightly.

Follow the Illusory Sword Master to the Sword Mountain of Huan Jianmai.

Xiao Mie poured tea for Ling Fengyu.

Ling Fengyu said thank you.

Then he said: "I see that the sword moves of the other disciples of the Huan Sword Meridian are all light and psychedelic. Your sword path is the sword path of the heavy sword, and also the sword path of the Huan Sword Meridian?"

Ling Fengyu asked.

"Young Master observes very carefully. This disciple inherits the swordsmanship of the epee. It is a double sword. However, there is no advantage in fighting someone who has no epee before."

Perhaps because of Ling Fengyu's gentleness, Xiao Mie also said a lot.

"Oh? Can you tell me what kind of heavy sword it is?"

"Its one-sided opening is like a single-edged sword, but~~~"

Xiao Mie talked a lot.

"Kuangjianjiankuang, although I don't know him, I probably know the problem with what you described."

"Also ask the son to give pointers."

"You hold two swords on the left and right, but your strength is equally divided. However, you are right-handed, and your right hand is more sensitive and powerful than your left hand. If your strength is divided into two, you must not only be distracted by the two swords, but also subconsciously divide the power equally. , In terms of concentration, it is already inferior, not to mention, the opponent is using an epee, and his cultivation is higher than yours, so the collision of strength is definitely inappropriate."

Ling Fengyu explained.

"Young master, do you know any solution?"

"First, the daily training can be subconsciously training the left and right, without seeking complete equality, but at the very least, the strength of the two sides must be infinitely close, so that the strength of both hands can be used together to attack. Second, do not consider The power is divided into two parts, and the power is transferred to the left and right, so that you don’t need to care about the power, and the offense and defense between your hands can be freely switched, and even when you practice to the extreme, no matter whether it is left or right, it is equivalent to an attack with the power of an epee on the opposite side.”

Why is Ling Fengyu teaching skills to someone who already has a sect?

That's not right, the Zongmen didn't teach him too much, so we can't let him fend for himself, right?

That's not how it works.

"understood."

"Your Excellency is free-spirited, and the disciples of other sects also teach like this, which makes me ashamed." The Illusory Sword Master walked over with a smile.

Kind of ironic.

"It's not a hostile force, so why can't you teach it. I'm alone, so there's nothing to worry about."

Ling Fengyu smiled.

"I just contacted the Supreme Elder."

"What did the elder say?"

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Xiao Mia retreated silently, probably because he felt that there was nothing to do with him, so he left, ready to train himself according to what Ling Fengyu said.

That's all.

After all, he is an outsider and cannot be completely trusted.

"Your Excellency is also invited to stay in this sword vein for one night, because the Supreme Elder has heard of your arrival and is going to meet him in person."

"What? Do I have such a big reputation?"

Ling Fengyu said with a smile.

"Your Excellency was joking, come and take Mr. Ling to the room."

Xiao Mie was not there, so a female disciple took Ling Fengyu to the room.

"Young master rests in this room for the time being. If you need dinner, you can go directly to the disciple."

"Alright."

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