Wet viviparity

Chapter 672: Small Banquet, Bamboo Leaf Tea
"Xun Shisanlang!"

Wen Daoyu's expression changed drastically and he shouted in shock.

"Who is calling me General?"

Xun Shisanlang turned his head inadvertently, his face became awkward, he wiped the wine from the corners of his mouth, thought for a few times, and bowed slightly and said: "It turns out to be Brother Wen, the fact that happened back then was an unprovoked disaster, please forgive me."

Wen Daoyu took a few deep breaths. If this guy hadn't accidentally broken the Chaogou Mountain Spirit Cave, how could he have been tried in the Ancestral Hall and almost lost his way on the path of Taoism.

"What happened back then is a thing of the past. General Lei is no longer as heroic as he once was. I'm afraid he has been tortured in heaven." Wen Daoyu was a very shrewd man. He suppressed his resentment in an instant and instead used the past to arouse emotional resonance.

"Who says it isn't?"

Xun Shisanlang said with a complicated expression.

"I was careless that day and almost lost my position as the General of the Wind Calling Division. If it weren't for Xun Erlang from my clan who interceded for me, your brother would have to go to the bitter cold land of the North Sea to see me."

After some self-deprecating remarks, Xun Shisanlang raised his glass to toast Ji Ming and Wen Daoyu.

After one drink, Ji Ming, as the host, began to introduce the guests to each other one by one.

Both Shoutounu and Huoliezi were meeting each other for the first time. As they were both unconventional people, they felt somewhat restrained when they saw a thunder general in the sky.

The Department of Thunder is a subordinate department of God. In addition to calling down thunder and lightning and making clouds and rain come, it also has the important duties of punishing people on behalf of God, punishing evil and promoting good, exorcising evil spirits and warding off disasters, and protecting all living beings. How many old evil monsters in the world have escaped from the world, and how many old ancestors of side sects have turned over a new leaf and turned over a new leaf, all because they are afraid that the Department of Thunder will come down to earth to arrest them.

The longevity girl was led to a brocade seat and soon a peach was served to her.

She took the peach in her hand and sniffed it carefully. The fragrance filled her nose. Her eyes turned and her mind was involuntarily attracted by the unfamiliar scenery in the mountain. She didn't even pay much attention to the conversation between Lingxuzi and the others.

In the distance, the sun is setting, mountain mist is floating on the forest, a crescent of water is surrounding the green mountains, and fishing lights are dotted around.

Nearby, a rapid stream hangs down and the turbulent water vapor brings a refreshing feeling. The stream flows from a small pool under the stream, and the stream carries fragrant flowers and fine wine. The cranes are dancing leisurely.

The Taoist children carefully lit up the flying eaves stone lanterns one by one, and the warm light gradually lit up by the stream, extending all the way to the steps deep in the forest and the pavilions. The light of the stone lanterns and the colorful Xia Bridge on the top of the peak, which was shining on both sides of the void, each formed an interesting scene.

“It’s really not like a place on earth.”

The longevity girl sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Huo Liezi finished eating the peach in a few bites and asked the Taoist boy, "Are there any more of these fruits?"

The Taoist boy hesitated to speak, and finally said in a low voice: "These are picked from the magical peach tree in the mountains. The peach tree was planted by transplanting branches from the Panqu sacred tree. It has only been nurtured for more than ten years, and it only produces eleven peaches."

Huo Liezi sneered, and four of his fellow disciples came and ate half of it at once.

Soon, the Taoist children served tea to the guests one by one and said, "There are not many peaches in the mountains, but the master said that there is enough Huigen Bamboo Tea."

Seeing the vulgar way Huoliezi and the others drank like hogs, Shoutounu sneered in her heart, thinking that the young men in Tianteng Mountain were no better than that. She took a light bite of the peach and found it crispy and juicy, so she couldn't help but eat a few more bites.

Take another sip of bamboo tea, it has a light sweetness.

The taste was very subtle, smooth and not astringent, diluting the peach sweetness lingering in her mouth. It instantly made her feel clear-eyed and her spirit more active.

Although she did not practice magic, she created the "Pot-Skull Soul-Killing Technique" and dabbled in unorthodox methods throughout her life, which were also very evil and had many similarities with magic. Over the years, she became spiritually confused and her personality became increasingly gloomy.

She knew it was harmful, but once she started down this path, it was hard to turn back. Otherwise, why didn't the leaders of those unorthodox sects correct their ways? Did they not want to?! She really had no choice.

When one has reached a deep level of cultivation and has practiced for hundreds of years, and his skills have reached a high level, if he is not careful, he will be confused by evil practices and his mind will be lost. His character will become selfish and violent, and he will be self-centered and degenerate day by day.

At this point, even if there is a choice, one will turn a deaf ear to it because he is unwilling to give up his practice.

Unless one's potential is intact, one still possesses great wisdom and courage, and is faced with the possibility of life and death, one can overcome the evil nature and turn back.

Shoutou Girl is at an important juncture, her spirituality is sometimes awakening and sometimes lost. She knows that her unorthodox methods are about to reach a sophisticated level, but she has already developed a devilish heart. Only by learning from her master, with great perseverance, confining herself to a small place, ignoring external affairs, and giving up desires and keeping her mind focused, can she achieve the right result.

After drinking this cup of bamboo tea, my dusty heart was somewhat cleansed and I felt clear-headed.

Ji Ming made it clear that he was talking to Xun Shisanlang, but in fact he was keeping something in mind and observing Shoutou Nv. Seeing her sipping bamboo tea with a thoughtful look on her face, he knew that there was still hope for this girl, and nodded secretly in his heart.

He wanted to recommend Shoutounu to Baihetongzi, which would be a great blessing for Shoutounu.

But if this woman is unteachable and has no good intentions, I have to reconsider this matter to avoid making things worse in the end. Fortunately, under various scrutiny, this Shoutou woman still has a conscience.

From Huo Liezi, one can naturally taste the mystery of tea.

Several of their fellow disciples were whispering to each other there, with excited expressions on their faces. Finally, Huo Liezi was pushed out by several people. He came to Ji Ming hesitantly with an unhappy look on his face.

"Brother Lingxu."

Huo Liezi felt a little embarrassed. His fellow disciples had all become more advanced in their cultivation techniques and were eager for this spiritual object that could cleanse their minds.

He knew very well that his master had strict rules for his fellow disciples and would never tolerate any leniency, so during their daily practice and when they were disturbed by internal and external demons, they could only persevere and hold on, not daring to show the slightest indulgence.

Although it is easier to achieve enlightenment by staying away from gossip in this way, but in the long run, it is inevitable that one will accumulate resentment, become narrow-minded and extreme, but dare not resist and break the rules, which leads to many people going astray.

If you have this magical tea, it can cleanse your mind at a critical moment, keep a trace of clarity, enable you to reflect on yourself, and return to the right path, which is most beneficial.

Among the master's disciples, he was the only one with the most intelligent natural talent and he had always been upright, so he had no need for this tea. However, he could not bear the pleadings of his fellow disciples, so he came to Lingxuzi to beg for the gift. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Lingxuzi with a smile.

"Haha, I know what you mean. I have a lot of this bamboo tea in my cave, and I will give you a portion when you leave."

"Thank you, Brother Dao!"

Huo Liezi clasped his fists in thanks, feeling that Lingxuzi's words were truly like a spring breeze.

Seeing Huo Liezi asking the host for bamboo tea without courtesy, Shoutou Nv felt even more disgusted with him. If it weren't for Daoist Fellow Lingxu's hospitality and consideration for other people's feelings, she would have definitely ridiculed him.

Ji Ming didn't care about the few ounces of bamboo leaf tea.

The purpose of this small banquet was to win over people's hearts, whether it was Xun Shisanlang or Shoutounu, as for Huo Liezi and others, they were just extras.

With his current status, he knows very well that showing a little kindness and granting a little favor can win people's favor. Only Xun Shisanlang, a general who can call the wind and thunder in the sky, will not have a preconceived notion of respect for him.

Xun Shisanlang became friends with him only because of their old friendship and a little guilt in his heart.

(End of this chapter)