Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 916: Li's Teahouse, Three Sword Intentions

Ever since arriving at the teahouse, Song Qingming's eyes had been constantly scanning this inconspicuous teahouse in the market town.

In addition to the look of surprise on his face, his entire behavior was somewhat abnormal. In response to the waiter's proactive greeting, he did not say a word.

It was not until he heard Huang Siyuan's reminder in front of him that Song Qingming came to his senses and retracted his gaze.

He nodded slightly, immediately regained his calm expression, and followed the other person into the store.

After bringing Song Qingming to the familiar compartment, Huang Siyuan saw that he looked a little strange, so she calmly asked him softly:
"My lord, what happened to you just now?
We agreed that we are only here to taste tea today and not to reveal our identities. If we continue like this, people will definitely find out what we are doing.

Don’t underestimate Master Li because he has low cultivation level. He has a lot of insight.”

Hearing Huang Siyuan's reminder, Song Qingming, who was standing aside, immediately forced a smile and nodded.

"Yeah! I just suddenly remembered something and lost my composure.

Don't worry! I won't let them find out your identity easily.

By the way, Siyuan, where is the Master Li you mentioned from? Can I go meet him first?"

Facing the anxious expression on Song Qingming's face, Huang Siyuan smiled slightly and waved her hand quickly:
"Don't worry, my dear. Master Li is in the store. He will make tea soon and you will be able to see him soon.

However, I have to tell you something in advance.

Master Li has a strange temper and sometimes what he says may not be very pleasant.

If he offends you by mistake later, you must give me some respect and not argue with him."

"ah.

Haha, don't worry, I'm here to drink tea with you today, so you have the final say."

"Well, husband, please sit here for a while. I will go to the store to help out and bring you some tea later."

Seeing that Song Qingming agreed to her request, Huang Siyuan showed a slight satisfaction on her face, and then turned and left the compartment.

After Huang Siyuan left, Song Qingming, who had just been sitting on the chair, immediately stood up. The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his expression became very serious.

Just as Song Qingming was looking into the store through the gap in the partition screen, the clerk who had just left had returned to the store hall from the backyard with a kind-looking old man in white.

When Song Qingming saw the old man in white, there was suddenly a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"How could this be them?"

Seeing a familiar figure in front of him, Song Qingming was shocked and was about to walk out.

But just when he moved his feet for a moment, Song Qingming, who was standing in the same place, suddenly stopped again.

After a moment's silence, Song Qingming chose to turn around and go back to the cubicle, then calmed down his still somewhat excited expression.

In the hall, Huang Siyuan, who was preparing to make tea, saw the old man in white walking towards her, and quickly stood up and bowed to him.

"Master Li, thanks to your good wishes yesterday, the person I was worried about has returned safely. I specially brought him to the store today to taste tea."

Hearing what Huang Siyuan said, the white-haired old man glanced at the compartment not far away, then smiled and nodded:
"I was a little worried about you yesterday, but today everything seems to be looking up. It seems that sometimes my words really work.

Once you enter the shop, you are a guest. I won’t bother you today. Just go in and keep him company first!

I will personally make you a pot of good tea."

"I have agreed to host a welcoming party for him today, Master, please let me stay and help!

I just finished my worries yesterday and I have some feelings now. I want to try again to see if I can meet your standards. "

"Oh! If that's the case, then stay!"

In response to Huang Siyuan's request, the old man in white smiled and did not refuse, but nodded in agreement.

After saying that, the two of them came to the fire together.

Just as Huang Siyuan started to prepare to wash the tea, the white-haired old man took out a bag of spiritual tea of ​​obviously better quality from his pocket and placed it in front of her.

“Since he is a guest you brought here specially, I’m sure his taste must be a bit picky.

I just happened to have some good tea on hand, please don't neglect them, use this tea to entertain the distinguished guests inside!"

"Oh! Master Li, you haven't even seen him, how do you know he has a picky taste?"

When Huang Siyuan saw the spiritual tea that the white-haired old man took out, there was a hint of surprise on her face. After taking the spiritual tea, she asked curiously.

Hearing this, the white-haired old man shook his head slightly.

"You can guess who you are without even seeing the person who invites you to taste tea."

Huang Siyuan got the answer, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, but she did not continue to ask, but concentrated on washing the spiritual tea in her hand.

Although she has only studied here for a few months, Huang Siyuan has become very skilled in making tea. The white-haired old man next to her nodded slightly when he saw this, and it was obvious that he approved of her skills.

As a fragrance slowly filled the teahouse, Huang Siyuan soon took the spiritual tea she had brewed off the fire.

After smelling the aroma emanating from it, Huang Siyuan poured out a cup of spiritual tea as usual and placed it in front of the white-haired old man.

But this time, the white-haired old man did not take the spiritual tea handed over by Huang Siyuan, but directly said to her:

"Since this spiritual tea was not brewed for me, let's send it in for the guests to taste first!
Otherwise, if it gets cold and the taste changes, it will be a waste of all your efforts."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he picked up the spiritual tea placed aside and walked towards the compartment not far away.

Seeing this, Huang Siyuan had no choice but to put down her tea bowl and followed immediately.

"Hello, Master Li!"

In the compartment, seeing the two people coming in, Song Qingming, who was standing nearby, hurriedly stepped forward and took the initiative to salute.

At this moment, his expression no longer had the previous surprise, and became very calm.

In response to Song Qingming's proactive greeting, the white-haired old man waved to him with a smile, just like he did to other customers in the store.

"Although this inn is a little shabby, everyone who comes here is a guest. Please don't be shy. Please take a seat!"

Hearing what the white-haired old man said, Song Qingming immediately smiled, put down his hands, and sat down on a chair nearby.

The white-haired old man, together with Huang Siyuan, began to carefully move the tea set on the table, and soon brought a cup of steaming spiritual tea to Song Qingming.

“I heard that you are Siyuan’s good friend and you came to our store today specifically to taste tea.

This is the unique fragrant wood tea of ​​our shop. You can’t get it in other places. Try it first to see how it tastes!”

Faced with the white-haired old man's patient recommendation, Song Qingming nodded slightly without saying much, and immediately picked up the spiritual tea on the table and took a sip.

After taking the spiritual tea, Song Qingming immediately felt a powerful spiritual energy rushing directly into his body.

Suddenly, a large amount of spiritual energy entered Song Qingming's body, and the dantian in his body became very agitated, causing him to instinctively start to mobilize his magic power to protect the meridians in his body.

After a while, when the dantian in his body gradually stabilized, Song Qingming slowly opened his eyes.

Only at this moment did he realize that he was already in a void.

Huang Siyuan beside him and the other people in the teahouse had already disappeared.

Only the white-haired old man was standing alone not far away, looking at Song Qingming who had woken up in front of him, with a smile on his face that showed a bit of satisfaction.

However, Song Qingming did not show any panic on his face after seeing this scene. He simply stood up and walked forward and bowed respectfully again.

"Disciple, pay homage to Master!"

The white-haired old man in front of him was none other than Song Qingming’s master, Taoist Lingxu, whom he had not seen for many years.

Ever since they last parted at "Donghuang Xianzhou", Song Qingming had been busy with his affairs and had not been able to return to "Taixu Gate" over the years, and the two had not seen each other for decades.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Song Qingming would never have thought that today he would have the chance to run into his master "Master Lingxu" in a small teahouse in the "Chiyun Mountain" market.

Before, Song Qingming followed Huang Siyuan to "Li's Teahouse" just to meet the master who taught her tea art behind the scenes and taste the magical tea.

When he saw his senior brother Liu Yang dressed as a waiter at the door of the teahouse, he almost thought he had recognized the wrong person at first.

It was not until he entered the hall and saw the white-haired old man in front of him that Song Qingming confirmed that the master who taught her tea ceremony skills was his master, "Lingxu Taoist". Knowing that his master liked to travel around, Song Qingming did not rush to recognize him after recognizing his identity.

Only at this moment, when there was no one else around, did he feel comfortable stepping forward to pay his respects.

Looking at Song Qingming, whose cultivation had already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, "Taoist Lingxu" nodded slightly and then said to him:

“I got this fragrant wood tea from a good friend in Northern Xinjiang hundreds of years ago.

The first time a Nascent Soul cultivator refines this tea, it should be able to add a few more years of cultivation to you. Consider it a gift from your master to congratulate you on your Nascent Soul formation!

I hope you won’t despise me.”

"Disciple doesn't dare, thank you Master for the reward."

After bowing and expressing his gratitude, Song Qingming suddenly remembered that Huang Siyuan and others had suddenly disappeared from his side. Just as he was about to release his spiritual sense to investigate the surroundings, he found that he could not use his spiritual sense at all.

Noticing the abnormality on Song Qingming's face, the "Taoist Lingxu" standing beside him quickly opened his mouth to explain:

"This is a special space created by my life treasure. No one except me can enter or leave at will!

Don't worry, the girl and the others are outside, you will be able to see them after you go out."

Hearing this, Song Qingming nodded immediately, hesitated for a moment, and then asked carefully:
"Master, did you come to the Floating Cloud Mountains this time specifically for a wandering trip?"

Facing Song Qingming's question, "Taoist Lingxu" nodded slightly first, and then asked Song Qingming seriously:

"Has your senior sister Xuan Yi come to your place since she left home?"

"Senior Sister Xuanyi..."

When Song Qingming saw that his master "Taoist Lingxu" mentioned his senior sister Li Xuanyi who had been hiding here for many years, his face was slightly stunned.

After thinking for a moment, he immediately nodded and acknowledged it.

“Master, Senior Sister did come to the Floating Cloud Mountain Range to look for me.

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It has been several decades since Senior Sister Li Xuanyi escaped from her marriage and came to the Floating Cloud Mountains to cultivate the immortal world.

Over the past few decades, Song Qingming has tried his best to conceal Li Xuanyi's identity and keep the incident secret.

But there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and even the most careful ones will always have a loophole.

Hearing that "Taoist Lingxu" suddenly came here to ask about his senior sister Li Xuanyi, Song Qingming guessed in his heart that his master probably already knew the matter.

At this moment, there was no need for him to hide anything, so Song Qingming told him the whole story.

He did not hide from his master the fact that his senior sister Li Xuanyi had improved her cultivation over the years, as well as the fact that she had gone to the "Lei Yuan Hai" to train in the immortal world.

“Master, Senior Sister Xuan Yi was indeed here with me before!

It’s just that she went out traveling with someone a few years ago and has not returned since. Now I don’t know where she is.

If you are anxious to find her, I can send a message to see if I can contact Senior Sister Xuanyi."

After hearing Song Qingming's explanation and learning the details about Li Xuanyi, "Taoist Lingxu" nodded with some satisfaction, then sighed and said:
"I have always been aware of your senior sister's affairs, and I also advised her to return to the sect.

But Xuanyi is a person with her own opinions, and it is difficult for others to change her mind.

I have a few things I want to bring to her. Since she is not here, please help me keep them.

When she comes back, please pass it to her for me.

Tell Xuan Yi, I still say the same thing, as long as she is willing to go back, the door of our Taixu Sect will always be open to her."

After saying this, a flash of light appeared in the hand of "Taoist Lingxu", and a storage bag appeared. He handed it directly to Song Qingming who was standing beside him.

Song Qingming took the storage bag, nodded quickly, and then carefully put it away.

"Master, rest assured. When Senior Sister Xuanyi comes back, I will immediately hand the things over to her."

Seeing that Song Qingming agreed, "Taoist Lingxu" nodded slightly with some satisfaction, and then continued to say to him:
"This time I came to Floating Cloud Mountains to find you, besides wanting to see Xuan Yi, I also have something to ask of you."

After saying this, a flash of spiritual light appeared in the hands of "Taoist Lingxu", and he took out another sealed "golden scroll" and threw it directly to Song Qingming in front of him.

Looking at the "golden scroll" in his hand, Song Qingming, who could not recognize it for a moment, looked at the other party with a slightly puzzled look on his face.

At this time, the voice of his master "Taoist Lingxu" had once again reached his ears.

“The thing you hold in your hand is a secret sealing method left by our ancestor, which contains the three sword intentions that I have practiced for many years.

These three sword intentions can only be used by cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the power that can be exerted.

With your current power, you should be able to kill cultivators below the late Nascent Soul stage.

When your cultivation level improves in the future, if you use it properly, you may be able to intimidate your opponent even if you encounter a master in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

But after each use, you have to wait at least ten years before you use it again. You have to remember this.”

"this,

Master, I don't quite understand why you would entrust me with something so important.

After hearing the explanation from his master "Taoist Lingxu", Song Qingming, who was holding the "golden scroll" in his hand, knew how valuable the thing in his hand was.

The confusion on his face at this moment did not diminish, but instead deepened a little bit compared to before.

Although the "Taixu Sect" is a top sect with cultivators who have reached the level of Divine Transformation, it has never been known to the outside world because it needs to guard the "True Demon Seal" on the island.

As an ordinary outer disciple of the sect, Song Qingming has not received much care from the sect in the many years since he joined the "Taixu Sect".

Every time he was able to gain something in the sect, it was basically because he had made some contributions, which gave him the sect’s reward.

At this moment, the three sword intentions that his master "Taoist Lingxu" gave him could threaten even the Jindan cultivators. Song Qingming really couldn't understand why his master would entrust such a precious thing to him.

All of a sudden, Song Qingming received such a precious reward from his master, Taoist Lingxu. While he was extremely excited, he couldn't understand what his master's intention was.

When "Taoist Lingxu" heard Song Qingming's question, he quickly explained:

"Don't worry. The reason I entrusted this thing to you is naturally because I have something to tell you."

After a pause, "Taoist Lingxu" continued to speak to Song Qingming.

“Master has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and although he has accepted so many disciples, among all of you, only Xuan Yi has inherited my Taixu Sword Technique most successfully.

Even though she has temporarily left the sect, in my heart, Xuan Yi is still my last disciple.

But she is not in the sect now, so it is difficult for us to take care of her. Besides, she is about to give birth to a baby, so I am a little worried about her safety.

Today, I entrust these three sword intentions to you, hoping that you can help me take good care of her in the future.

You understand what I mean now!"

Upon hearing that the matter entrusted by his master "Master Lingxu" was actually for his senior sister Li Xuanyi, Song Qingming felt a little surprised but also understood a little more.

When he was still in the sect, Song Qingming already knew the position of Li Xuanyi in his heart. Now, hearing this reason, he was not too surprised.

I just feel that the responsibility on my shoulders seems to have increased a little.

After thinking about it, Song Qingming still asked:

"Senior Sister Xuanyi, you have done me a favor in the past. Even if Master doesn't tell me to do so, I will do my best.

But it is quite dangerous for me to be here, and I am afraid that I will fail my master’s trust.

Since you have such intention, why don't you persuade Senior Sister to return to the sect?

With you and the other brothers here, Sister Xuanyi's future baby formation will definitely be safer than with me."

Sorry, something unexpected happened today and I haven’t had time to update. I’ll make up for it tomorrow!

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(End of this chapter)