"A leaf blooms, good tea! Mr. Leng is polite. ”

Picking up the teacup, Qin Mo blew lightly, and suddenly, the tea leaves in the cup rotated, and gradually the leaves opened with six petals, like an emerald green flower, and the fragrance of tea then overflowed, and the room was fragrant.

A leaf blossoms, this is a kind of awakening and calming tea, quite rare, Qin Mo happened to see it once in his previous life, and he has a deep memory of this peculiar tea.

The shopkeeper Gong and the middle-aged man in the robe were very surprised, "a leaf and a flower" is a precious tea from Mr. Leng's private collection, and they also knew that this kind of tea existed after Mr. Leng came to the store, where did this young man know?

"Brother Mo likes it. ”

Mr. Leng smiled and nodded, picked up the formula, and said, "Heartless powder - it is made by mixing a hundred-year-old coffin, a sixty-year-old intestinal herb, and a thirty-year-old Antene pollen, and exposing it to the scorching sun for 100 days to remove the toxicity in it. ”

"Falling grass is actually another name for cold grass. ”

......

Explaining the ingredients on the formula one by one, Mr. Leng said: "The ingredients on this formula are actually names that were often used thousands of years ago, and with the change of years, most of them are now forgotten. Brother Mo, am I right?"

"This ...... , is it a thousand-year-old recipe!"

Before Qin Mo could speak, the middle-aged man in the robe had already lost his voice and exclaimed, and the cold sweat on his forehead became more and more.

A thousand-year-old formula, no matter what the grade, as long as it is a complete formula, the collection value alone is already very expensive.

The middle-aged man in the robe just concluded that this was a piece of waste paper, worthless, and according to the regulations of Jubao Zhai, he would be punished quite severely.

"Mr. Leng has a good eye. Qin Mo nodded.

Regarding the matter of this formula, Qin Mo had already prepared a statement, but he just said that in the family's library, he accidentally found an ancient formula, which he found interesting, so he looked around about the origin of this formula, and only then did he discover the value of this formula.

"One turn of Shen Rosemary, a spirit-level lower-level elixir, the effect can calm the mind and calm the qi, and when impacting the realm of martial artists, it can increase the success rate by one percent. Good thing!" Mr. Leng commented.

When the words fell, the shopkeeper Gong and the middle-aged man in the Chinese robe were already sweating, they didn't expect that they would not only look away today, but they were simply blind.

Who would have thought that a 14-year-old boy would not only take out a thousand-year-old formula, but also a recipe for the lower level of the spirit level, and the true value of this formula is by no means as simple as the sum of the two.

The rules of Jubao Zhai have always been clear in rewards and punishments, and the mistakes they made today are enough for them to be kicked out of Jubao Zhai.

"Mo Shao, I offended a lot just now, you don't care about the villain, please forgive me!"

"Mo Shao, I am shallow, I have no eyes, don't be surprised. I, I, I ......" The middle-aged man in the Chinese robe cried with a sad face, if he was kicked out by Jubao Zhai, he would probably lose his qualification as a trainee appraiser, so how would he live in the future?

"It's not your fault, it's my misconsideration. Qin Mo waved his hand and said, wanting to speak again and again.

Noticing Qin Mo's eyes, they were still the same as before, as if to say that with the knowledge of a trainee appraiser, it was normal not to recognize this formula. The middle-aged man in the robe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, now not only did he not have the slightest anger, but he was very glad that he was only a trainee appraiser, otherwise, he would definitely be severely punished for today's matter.

After that, the matter was very simple, Qin Mo exchanged this thousand-year-old recipe for ten limestone qi enhancement pills, which was a mortal-level pill, and its effect was stronger than the amber solid qi pill.

Looking at Qin Mo's departing figure, Mr. Leng's starry eyes moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Gong, this Qin Mo is what you said before, at the age of six, he reached the ninth rank of a martial apprentice, and then he has not advanced an inch for eight years?"

"Yes, a few days ago, Qin Mo had just broken through, and the eight-year blank period was no longer enough for us to focus on in the Treasure Pavilion. Unexpectedly, but because of this formula, you were alarmed Mr. Leng. Shopkeeper Gong replied respectfully.

"You're wrong. From the moment Qin Mo stood at the door, I noticed him. ”

Mr. Leng laughed, showing a thoughtful look, and muttered, "He stood at the door of the store and looked left and right in 7 places. Those 7 places are the defensive formations arranged outside, and the 7 key corners of the formations. Hehe, I can't imagine that the little burning town has such interesting characters, it's so interesting!"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper Gong was shocked, a 14-year-old boy could see through Jubaozhai's defensive formation, how is this possible?!

......

Time passed quickly, and it was another early morning.

This day is the day of the Qin family's memorial.

In Qinjia Square, the bells echoed, and the atmosphere was solemn.

The morning sun is rising, shining on the square with a diameter of a kilometer, and the dark ground reflects the sun, reflecting strange colors.

At this time, the square was full of people, lined up in a neat queue, and all the children with the blood of the Qin family, whether they were direct, sideline, or foreign, were all present.

In the front row of the square, there is the second generation of the Qin family, standing according to the generation.

In the back row, there are three generations of the Qin family, that is, where the younger generation stands, with young faces exuding vigorous vitality.

In front of the square, there is a statue erected, made of red bronze, which is a handsome young man, with a flowing green robe, a jade crown and a jade belt, and a four-foot long sword around his waist, which is lifelike and extremely expressive.

This statue is the founder of the Qin family and the patriarch of the first generation - Qin Qishuo.

Standing in the queue of three generations of children, feeling the solemn atmosphere, Qin Mo's calm state of mind was filled with a trace of waves, in his previous life, before he became a "mediocre person", he imagined countless times that if he participated in the Qin family memorial at the age of 14, entered the Qin family cemetery, and accepted the "Qi Penetration" ceremony of the remains of his ancestors, would everything change?

Just as she was thinking about it, her clothes were suddenly pulled by Qin Xiaoxiao next to her, and the little girl tilted her head with a curious look and asked, "Brother Mo, I have a question." ”

"What?"

"Isn't our Qin family's martial arts known for its fists and feet? Why did the ancestor wear a sword around his waist, just because he was more handsome?

The voice was not loud, but how could it hide from the ears of the second-generation elders of the Qin family in front of him, Qin Zhengxing, who was in the front row, immediately turned his face darkened, turned his head to stare at Qin Mo, and gave him a warning look.

Hurriedly covering the little girl's mouth, Qin Mo said in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, be careful that grandpa punishes you." ”

The little girl stuck out her tongue, bowed her head and said nothing, and soon took a nap again.

In fact, Qin Mo also guessed in his heart that if he erected a statue for himself, he would also wear a sword, which would indeed be more handsome.

"The festival begins ......"

An elder in the front row, his voice echoed in the square, and the children of the Qin family present saluted in front of the statue according to their seniority.

The process of commemoration is very lengthy, and after the children of each generation salute, the Qin-style family rules are read out by the high-level of the outside, the side and the direct line, and the three generations of children in the square are drowsy.

In fact, not only the three generations of the younger generation, with Qin Mo's keen perception, he also observed that some elders were also with their eyes lowered, seemingly listening carefully, but in fact they were all napping.

When Qin Mo was secretly observing the surroundings, in the crowd, there was also a pair of eyes that glanced at Qin Mo, it was Qin Yide, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a corpse.

"Is the news confirmed?" Qin Yide's throat moved slightly, and he spoke to Deacon Rong behind him.

"Yes. The man secretly came to me, but how dare I call the shots? What do you mean ......?" replied Deacon Rong.

"Hmph! My father ordered me not to act rashly during this time, so as not to cause a backlash from Qin Zhengxing's old dog. I will not disobey my father's orders, and besides, it is really important for me to deal with a junior with my own hands. But ......"

Qin Yide's face was gloomy, "Since someone wants to deal with this little beast, how can I object, you go and arrange it." ”

"Yes, don't worry, Patriarch Yide, I'll arrange everything. Deacon Rong smiled.

......

In the evening, on Qinjia Square, the once-in-a-decade memorial service lasted for a day before it came to an end.

However, for the third generation of the Qin family, the Qin family memorial has just begun, and next, they will practice in the Qin family cemetery for seven days, which is also the "Qi Penetration" ceremony that the younger generation is looking forward to.

This kind of ritual, in a sense, is an important capital for the Qin family to compete with the other two major families in Burning Town.