Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Seeing that the waiter in front of her looked embarrassed, Huang Siyuan, who had just taken out a set of ceramic tea set from her pocket, also showed a hint of surprise on her face.

What is in front of you is just an ordinary teahouse opened in a remote alley in the market town. Those who come here to drink tea and rest are all casual cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any overly expensive spiritual tea here.

However, the waiter's strange behavior made Huang Siyuan look a little puzzled, so she cast a spell with one hand and took out seven or eight spirit stones from her body and placed them on the table.

Seeing this scene, the young man who understood what was happening immediately waved his hand at Huang Siyuan and said,
"Sir, you misunderstood. I was not worried that you couldn't afford the spirit stones.

But that pot of tea was ordered by a customer a long time ago and it has already been taken, so we really don't dare to sell it to you casually.

Sir, why don’t you take a look at the other teas in our shop? I guarantee you will be satisfied with the taste!”

"Someone has made a reservation, so why don't you just make me a pot of the same one?"

"Well, sir, you don't know. I'm not trying to spoil your fun, but this is the only pot of tea left in this little shop."

When the shop assistant replied, his tone was very cautious and apologetic, for fear that Huang Siyuan would be angry with his answer.

But what he didn't expect was that after learning that the spiritual tea was gone, Huang Siyuan just sat there in silence for a moment, then spoke with a look of regret:

"If that's the case, then it's an unfortunate coincidence that I came.

Just give me a pot of wine!"

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

Seeing that Huang Siyuan did not attack him for this, but quickly accepted his proposal, the shop clerk's face suddenly showed a hint of joy, and he quickly turned around and walked out of the cubicle.

After a while, a pot of spiritual tea with a peculiar and refreshing fragrance was brought up.

But the person who came to serve tea was not the young man before, but the old man who was making tea by the fire.

After the old man brought the spiritual tea to the table, Huang Siyuan, who was about to taste the tea, had a look of surprise on her face and looked at the other party with some confusion.

"Didn't the waiter just say that someone had reserved this pot of tea? How come it was sent to me again? Could the store have made a mistake?"

Hearing Huang Siyuan's doubtful question, the gray-robed old man was well prepared. He smiled and nodded and replied:

"Haha! Sir, please don't blame me, that kid just now didn't tell you the truth.

This is indeed the only pot of tea I have, but it was not reserved by a customer. I am preparing to brew it for myself.

The child lied to you because he was afraid that I might not be able to drink this tea in the future.

I hope you won’t blame him for this!”

After hearing the gray-robed old man's explanation, Huang Siyuan finally understood and nodded with a smile:
"It's rare that he is so filial to you, and it's understandable.

You can take this tea back. I won’t blame you for this.”

Facing Huang Si's forgiveness, the grey-robed old man shook his head and said:

“I’ve actually tasted a lot of this tea before, so this pot won’t be a big deal.

Sir, you came to my shop today specifically for this tea, but it is also a fate.

Then why not leave this last pot of spiritual tea to you?"

"Oh! In that case, I shall be disrespectful to refuse."

The reason why Huang Siyuan came here was that she was walking on the street to relax and suddenly smelled a rather peculiar tea fragrance when she passed by here, which attracted her here.

Seeing the old man in gray robe, she directly told him why he came specifically for this tea. She nodded and did not refuse.

After taking the spiritual tea, Huang Siyuan immediately picked up the clean water prepared on the table next to her and began to wash the tea bowl she brought in the tea tray.

At this moment, the old man in gray robe took out a white porcelain cup that he had prepared long ago and placed it in front of Huang Siyuan with an enthusiastic look on his face.

"Since you can choose this tea from among all the teas in my palace, you must be someone who understands tea.

However, the tea in this shop is quite special. It will taste better when paired with the shop's white porcelain tea bowl.

Sir, why don't you give it a try later!"

After saying that, the old man in gray robe left the compartment with a smile on his face, leaving Huang Siyuan with his eyes still fixed on the white porcelain tea bowl.

As a Jindan monk who has practiced Taoism for many years, Huang Siyuan is not only proficient in alchemy, spiritual cooking and other skills, but also has some experience in the art of brewing tea.

When it comes to tea-brewing skills, the outside world dare not say, but in "Chiyun Mountain", Huang Siyuan is definitely considered the top cultivator.

Over the years, as the Song family gradually grew stronger, Song Yuanfang and his family, knowing that their ancestor loved to taste tea, often presented Huang Siyuan with tribute of top-quality spiritual tea and tea-making utensils.

However, even though she felt that she was knowledgeable, Huang Siyuan couldn't help but exclaim in amazement when she saw the exquisite "white porcelain tea bowl" taken out by the gray-robed old man.

“This tea bowl looks nice!”

After washing the tea bowl, Huang Siyuan took the initiative to pour herself a cup of fragrant tea, then closed her eyes and put it to her mouth and smelled it gently.

When the fragrance enters the nose, although it is not particularly amazing, it makes people feel inexplicably comfortable.

As soon as Huang Siyuan drank the spiritual tea, a stream of spiritual energy suddenly poured into her dantian, and the scenes around her began to move suddenly, and she seemed to be caught in an illusion.

Seeing this, Huang Siyuan immediately used her magic power to calm her mind. In an instant, the surroundings calmed down again, and Huang Siyuan's face became a little flushed.

“This spiritual tea can actually intoxicate people, it’s really strange.

Although the grade seems not high, it has a unique flavor. I am really lucky to be able to taste this tea today."

Huang Siyuan closed her eyes and felt it carefully, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she forgot the worries in her heart for a moment.

Huang Siyuan sat in the compartment for nearly half an hour before she finished tasting the entire pot of spiritual tea and stood up and walked out.

At this time, in the teahouse hall, the other two guests had already left, and the old man in gray robe had also disappeared, leaving only the young waiter sitting alone at the door.

Seeing Huang Siyuan coming out, the guy quickly turned around, looked at her with a smile, and walked over quickly.

"Sir, are you ready to pay the bill?"

"Yes! I also want to take this tea bowl back with me. See how many spirit stones it will cost in total."

When the waiter saw the "white porcelain tea bowl" in Huang Siyuan's hand, his face showed surprise, and then he immediately shook his head.

"Sir, this tea bowl is my master's favorite thing. I dare not give it to you casually. Please don't embarrass me."

I came in before and wanted to taste tea, but the guy deliberately made an excuse not to sell it to me.

At this moment, facing the "white porcelain tea bowl" that she wanted, the other party looked unwilling, which really made Huang Siyuan feel a little displeased with him.

"Why don't you just ask your master and reject me directly? Maybe he'd be willing to sell it to me!"

"Sir, you may not know that Master has just gone out to eat at Xianfeng Tower, and we don't know when he will be back.

If you really want this tea bowl, you might as well come back next time."

"Oh! In that case, let's come again next time!"

Seeing Huang Siyuan return the "white porcelain tea bowl" with a somewhat disappointed look on her face, the waiter hurriedly and carefully put it in a wooden box and put it back to the counter at the back.

Seeing that the young waiter cherished the "white porcelain tea bowl" in front of him so much, Huang Siyuan smiled slightly, then turned around and walked out of the teahouse.

But before she walked out the door, the waiter's voice sounded again from behind.

"Hey! That. Sir."

Huang Siyuan turned around and saw that the other party was staring at her, looking a little embarrassed, so she quickly asked:
"You've changed your mind again, haven't you?"

You haven't paid for the tea yet!"

".."

After a long while, the young man who received a few spiritual stones looked at Huang Siyuan who had already left and couldn't help muttering:

"You were quite generous just now. Is it necessary for you to bargain with me for such a small amount of tea money?"

After that, the young man sighed softly and put the spiritual stone in his hand into the counter.
-
In the northern border, on a barren mountain thousands of miles southeast of the "Tianfeng Clan".

At the top of the mountain, two birds had just flown up the hillside when they saw a flash of sword light flying below, and soon a corpse fell from the sky.

A moment later, several petals flew out, accompanied by a beam of light, dragging the bodies of the two birds back to a cave below the top of the mountain.

The woman in white returned to the cave and quickly placed her hands on the bodies of the two flying birds. After a while, she turned to another woman in palace dress sitting in the cave and said:

"Senior Sister Shen, no large-scale Feathered Monsters have been spotted nearby, so this place should be safe.

It’s been seven or eight days, but there’s still no response when I contact the spirit creature. I don’t know how Fellow Daoist Song and the others are doing now.”

Hearing the worry in Xia Mo's tone, Shen Bingling, who was sitting next to her and still looked a little weak, quickly spoke to comfort her:

“Friend Wang and I have known each other for many years, and I am familiar with his abilities. They are not much worse than yours.

That Daoist Song is also very powerful. I don't think they will get into trouble that easily. They probably got blocked along the way and took a detour to another direction, so they didn't have time to contact us for a while."

"Sister, I have a bad feeling about this. How about..."

"Junior Sister Xia, no!"

Xia Mo had just said half of her words when she was interrupted by Shen Bingling beside her.

She stood up from the ground with a somewhat nervous look on her face, and then continued to speak to Xia Mo with a concerned look on her face:
“Although this place is remote, it is still in the demon clan’s territory after all, and cannot be covered by any formation.

If Junior Sister uses her magical powers again, things will be troublesome if they are sensed by other demon masters hiding nearby.

By then, let alone Fellow Daoist Song and the others, I’m afraid we won’t be able to leave this place either.

Now that I am here today, I will never let my junior sister take this risk no matter what."

Seeing Shen Bingling staring at her nervously, Xia Mo was slightly stunned, and after a moment, she nodded. "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I understand what you mean. I was a little impulsive just now."

Seeing that Xia Mo had understood her advice, Shen Bingling breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as the two were discussing in the cave, a silver talisman floating in the air not far away suddenly lit up and vibrated slightly.

"It's a transmission talisman!"

Seeing that the silver talisman not far away suddenly reacted, Xia Mo and Shen Bingling beside them immediately showed a look of joy on their faces.

At this moment, in the sky thousands of miles away from where they were, a child who looked only three or four years old was holding a golden shield and rushing towards them desperately.

Behind him, there was a beam of light chasing him closely. Although there was some distance between the two of them, he was never thrown off by his opponent.
-
In the northern territory of the "Tianfeng Clan".

Located in a mountain range in the west, it is surrounded by high mountains and forests. The vast mountains are like a giant beast lying on the ground, with peaks and ridges overlapping and undulating.

The sunlight penetrates the clouds and shines on the lush green of the mountains. The swaying shadows of the parasol trees seem to be telling the vicissitudes of time.

The breeze blows, and the leaves rustle, like the whisper of the mountains, or the sound of nature, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

In this rarely visited corner, every sycamore tree looks so solemn and ancient, their branches are thick and strong, as if they are pillars supporting the sky.

The distant mountains are dark blue and shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

As the sun above our heads gradually sets, its afterglow shines on the mountain tops. The golden light and the green of the parasol trees interweave together to form a moving picture.

Suddenly, a beam of light flew over the originally peaceful sky and landed directly on one of the peaks on the southern side of the mountain range. It then transformed into a giant green bird.

The big blue bird raised its head and glanced below, then flapped its wings and flew directly to the top of the mountain, and soon came to a tall paulownia tree.

The giant tree in front of them was so huge that it was difficult for two people to hug it. In addition to the lush branches and leaves, there was also a small wooden house about ten feet long and wide on the top of the tree.

A young woman in red with a cold face was standing barefoot on a wooden board extending outside the house, staring at the distant sky in a trance.

"Your Highness, this is a letter from Long Feng. It seems he has something to ask you."

Hearing the voice of the big green bird beside her, the red-clothed woman's phoenix eyes moved gently and soon fell on a letter in front of the other party. She raised her hand and took it.

He saw the woman in red beside him looking at the letter in her hand without any response for a long time.

The blue bird standing beside him couldn't help but ask again:

"Your Highness, what happened?"

"It's nothing serious. He just knew I was back and wanted to come here to see me."

Hearing the answer from the red-dressed woman, the blue bird nodded slightly, then glanced at her and asked carefully:
"Your Highness, didn't you say last time that we would go to Tianyao Valley in two days? Do we have to wait for Longfeng to arrive before leaving?"

"Well! Now that he has joined the Dharma Protector Hall, it won't be easy for him to see me. Let's wait until Long Feng comes!

You stay on the mountain. I'm going to Xianhuang City to find Uncle Jinyu.

If anyone comes to see me, I will say that I am going to see the clan leader."

After saying something to the big green bird beside her, the woman in red immediately moved and disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, a red light appeared in the sky and flew away to the distant horizon.

After crossing countless mountains, a huge castle among the mountains suddenly appeared in the eyes of the woman in red.

Seeing the castle below, the woman in red immediately fell from the sky, and her figure passed directly through the large formation above the castle and fell into a market town.

This market town located in the mountain castle is no different from the large markets of the human race outside.

However, in addition to ordinary human cultivators, there are also many various winged demon cultivators walking among them. The lowest cultivation level of these demons is above the Foundation Establishment stage.

Seeing the woman in red falling from mid-air, many monsters and human cultivators nearby, after sensing the extremely powerful aura coming from her, hurriedly knelt down in salute.

The woman in red did not even glance at the kneeling monks and monsters, but walked straight into the city and soon arrived in front of a tall stone palace.

The two demon Jindan monks guarding the door saw the woman in red, hurriedly stepped forward to salute her, and then took the initiative to bring her into the palace.

After a while, the woman in red was led into a tall palace.

At this time, a big man in golden armor was talking to several demon monks beside him.

When he saw the woman in red walking in, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he quickly sent away everyone around him.

After everyone else in the hall had left, the woman in red walked up to the man in golden armor and bowed slightly to him.

"Greetings, Uncle Jinyu!"

“Now that you have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, it is reasonable for me to greet you when we meet. There is no need to be so polite with me.

Come and sit down first!"

After gently waving his hand, the man in golden armor immediately invited the woman in red to sit next to him.

"If it weren't for Uncle Jin Yu's care, I wouldn't be where I am today. You deserve this gift."

Hearing the flattery of the red-dressed woman, the golden-armored man's expression did not change much. He stared at her with a complicated look and asked directly:
"I heard that you will be leaving the tribe and heading to the Heavenly Demon Valley in a few days. You came to see me at this time, not just to say goodbye to me, right?"

Facing the question from the golden-armored man, the red-dressed woman paused for a moment, then immediately replied:

"In addition to saying goodbye, I would also like to ask Uncle Jinyu for a favor!"

"Well! I know you will come to me sooner or later. If you need any help, just tell me!

It was indeed your contribution that enabled me to return to the clan, and it is only right that I repay you a favor."

After the golden-armored man finished speaking, he looked at the woman in red, wondering what requests she would make of him.

"This time, I would like to trouble you to lend me one person!"

"Borrow people? You know most of my men. Just tell me who you want."

"I don't want your men, but I want you to help me choose a human cultivator to go to Tianyao Valley with me."

"A human monk?
Huo Feng, I didn't hear you wrongly, what use do you have for those human cultivators!"

Upon hearing the request made by the woman in red, which was to ask him for a human cultivator, the "Golden-Feathered Demon Emperor" who was sitting next to him couldn't help but show surprise and looked at her strangely.

"You heard it right, what I want is a human cultivator.

Uncle Jinyu is now in charge of the Xianhuang City market. I think this matter should not be difficult for you.

As for the reason, please forgive me for not being able to tell anyone for the time being. "

"Okay! Since you have already made up your mind, I won't say anything more.

I can give you the person, but I have to remind you that the highest-level human cultivator in the market is only at the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm.

Whether in terms of cultivation or strength, they are far inferior to our demon cultivators."

Hearing the patient reminder from the "Golden-Feathered Demon King" beside him, there was no change on Huo Feng's face.

“This trip to Tianyao Valley is of great importance to me.

Uncle Jin Yu, please rest assured that I can distinguish the importance of things."

".."

In the southwest of the "Tianfeng Clan" territory, on a cliff on the side of a valley.

The cliff was extremely smooth, with only some sparse weeds on it, apart from the rocks that looked like they had been cut by a sharp blade.

Waves of white mist drifted through the canyon, vaguely covering the mountain walls as if it were a fairyland.

The noon sun had just reached the middle position when a bird's cry suddenly came from outside the cliff. Then a giant black bird suddenly flew over and went directly into a hidden cave under the cliff.

"Ancestor, someone from the clan has returned."

Deep in the cave, a big man in a black robe was sitting on a stone bench holding a bamboo slip in his hand. When he heard the sound coming from the cave entrance, he quickly put away the bamboo slip in his hand and left the place.

The next moment, the giant bird that was rushing over collided head-on with a beam of light and then stopped.

"Give me the letter!"

After dodging the letter in the opponent's hand, the black-robed man turned around and walked back into the cave without caring about the giant bird that he had knocked away in front of him.

After opening the letter in his hand and taking a closer look, the black-robed man suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face. He then paced around for a long time before putting away the letter and leaving.

Soon, the big man in black robe came to another damp cave below the cliff.

After walking quickly forward for about a hundred feet, a huge rock suddenly appeared in front of the black-robed man, blocking his way.

He just cast a spell with one hand and moved the boulder directly to the ear hole on the other side. Then he cast a spell and sent a sound transmission towards the mountain wall in front.

A moment later, a circular vortex suddenly appeared out of thin air at the location of the mountain wall that had been blocked.

Seeing this, the big man in black immediately stepped forward and stepped directly into the whirlpool. Soon, he passed through the whirlpool and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, the figure of the big man in black robe appeared in a small stone cave which was only about ten feet in radius.

In the middle of the stone cave, there was a figure in a green robe sitting upright, looking at him with joy.

Looking at the green-robed man not far away, the black-robed man smiled at him and said:

"After staying in this shabby place for so many days, Brother Song must be feeling a little wronged!"

"Brother Longfeng, why are you here?

Is it safe outside?" (End of this chapter)