Walking up to Qingzhu Peak, I don't know why, Li Wuxin vaguely felt that this mountain was a little weird, and it seemed that he had walked into a formation. For no reason, he remembered the red boulder engraved with the three big characters of Qingzhu Peak.

As he walked, Li Wuxin suddenly saw a man in Tsing Yi sitting on a bamboo chair drinking from a distance.

This person is Fang Zixuan's drunkard master?

Wang Wenguang naturally also saw Ji Qianqian and Li Wuxin, but he didn't stand up, but still drank the spirit wine leisurely.

A bamboo leaf fell on Wang Wenguang's head, but Wang Wenguang ignored it.

Ji Qianqian walked in front of Wang Wenguang, and when she pulled out the chair and sat down, the bamboo leaf that fell on Wang Wenguang's head was suddenly gently blown away.

Li Wuxin naturally saw it in his eyes, but he didn't speak.

"Elder Wang, this is Li Wuxin Li Gongzi. Ji Qianqian paused and then continued: "Li Gongzi, this is Elder Wang Wenguang, Zixuan's master. ”

Look at each other.

Handsome and elegant. This is Wang Wenguang's second impression of Li Wuxin, and his first impression is that of a drunkard.

Handsome and cold. This is Li Wuxin's first impression of Wang Wenguang.

"Elder Wang. After three breaths, Li Wuxin saluted Wang Wenguang with a fist. His tone was still cold, but it had nothing to do with attitude, Li Wuxin's original temperament was like this.

From the mouths of Mei Zimiao and others, it can be known that this Wang Wenguang's strength is really stronger than himself, and he can teach an apprentice like Fang Zixuan, so it is true. For those who are stronger than themselves in the same realm, Li Wuxin still has some respect.

"Sit. Wang Wenguang said indifferently, although it was only a short time, Wang Wenguang felt that this Li Wuxin should not be simple, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Li Wuxin didn't smile, Wang Wenguang didn't talk much to ordinary people, in order to avoid being cold, so Ji Qianqian took out the tea set and said: "Li Gongzi, it's ugly." ”

This person is not simple, if he understands the tea ceremony, it should be equally not simple, so Ji Qianqian took out the Lushan Yunwu tea that he is best at.

Li Wuxin recognized this tea at a glance, he remembered that Fang Zixuan said that the Lushan Yunwu tea brewed by Ji Qianqian was very good.

Over the years, Ji Qianqian's tea ceremony has improved a lot, perhaps this is related to her understanding of the use of Xiao Jinglong's seal on the tea ceremony and the laws of the two layers.

Flowing clouds and water, pleasing to the eye.

I don't dare to say anything about other teas, but for this Lushan cloud tea, Ji Qianqian is still quite confident.

Li Wuxin looked at Ji Qianqian's tea-making technique, and couldn't help nodding secretly in his heart, the liar's words were really right, this person's tea ceremony was a bit level, at least this Lushan Yunwu tea was brewed very well, maybe his other teas would be better than her, but this Lushan Yunwu tea, Li Wuxin thought that it was still a few points worse than Ji Qianqian.

Seventy percent, this is Li Wuxin's evaluation of Ji Qianqian's tea-making technique.

After a while, Lushan Yunwu Tea was finally brewed, and then Ji Qianqian poured out three cups of tea.

Li Wuxin gently picked up a cup of tea and looked at it carefully, while gently sniffing the fragrance of the tea.

Seventy percent. This is Li Wuxin's evaluation of the fragrance of tea.

Call.

Li Wuxin blew lightly on the tea.

The tea instantly rippled, and then, the clouds suddenly appeared. Slowly, the clouds turned into the shape of a mountain.

The clouds lock the mountain and see the sun.

Ji Qianqian couldn't help but secretly admire, this person really knows how to use the tea ceremony, and his level is not low.

After six breaths, Li Wuxin inhaled lightly, and the mountain that was locked by clouds and mist was sucked into his mouth, and then, he took a sip of tea.

The fragrance of tea rippled in Li Wuxin's mouth, and vaguely, Li Wuxin seemed to feel that he was standing on the top of Lushan Mountain overlooking the surrounding scenery.

Seventy and a half. This is Li Wuxin's evaluation of tea.

An elder of a small sect in the realm of Wuhou could have such a tea art, and Li Wuxin couldn't help but sigh softly: "Good tea." ”

Hearing this evaluation, Ji Qianqian's hanging heart finally let go.

"Thank you. Ji Qianqian smiled.

Compared with Li Wuxin and Ji Qianqian, the clouds and mist blown out by Wang Wenguang are obviously much worse, probably just formed.

In this regard, Ji Qianqian felt a little comforted in her heart, compared with the previous time when she couldn't blow clouds and mist at all, Wang Wenguang has obviously improved a lot now. You know, he's an alcoholic in some people's mouths.

Li Wuxin probably thought the same way, so he lowered his head and continued to taste tea after taking a look at the clouds blown by Wang Wenguang.

Slowly, a pot of tea was drunk.

"Li Gongzi, why don't you also make a pot of tea for me to taste?" Ji Qianqian said.

"Hmm. Li Wuxin nodded.

Ji Qianqian's tea art is indeed qualified to drink the tea she brews.

So Ji Qianqian put away her tea set.

At this time, Li Wuxin was also thinking about what kind of tea to make.

Suddenly, some kind of tea came to Li Wuxin's heart.

Volcanic nectar tea.

After Ji Qianqian packed up her tea set, Li Wuxin took out her own tea set, and at the same time there was a small pot of volcanic nectar tea.

If Fang Zixuan was here, he would probably recognize that this was the medium-grade volcanic nectar tea he photographed. Li Wuxin obviously drank it, but it wasn't much.

Ji Qianqian naturally recognized this tea.

Li Wuxin took out a pile of lower grade spirit stones, and then placed a small formation on the table, and then she put a transparent teapot in the position of leaving the fire in the formation.

Brewing volcanic nectar tea is made by using the method of leaving the fire.

Ji Qianqian's eyes suddenly opened slightly, she knows how to do this, but the level is average.

Watching the red tea in the teapot turn into clear birds, Ji Qianqian's eyes couldn't help but widen, this unintentional technique of leaving the fire is so powerful.

Seventy breaths.

The beautiful scenery of the birds in the teapot like a carp jumping over the dragon gate lasted for seventy breaths.

It's really amazing!

Ji Qianqian believes that there are definitely not many people in the tea ceremony who can have this level of fire separation technique in the realm of Wuhou.

Li Wuxin poured out three cups of tea.

Ji Qianqian couldn't wait to pick up the teacup.

It was as thick as lava and emitted a faint heat of intense heat.

You don't need to drink it, just looking at this quality, you know that Li Wuxin's volcanic manna tea is of a very high standard, not to mention that he only uses medium-grade tea, if it is replaced with a high-grade tea, it will definitely be better.

With a light sniff, Ji Qianqian actually clearly smelled a trace of volcanic breath. According to the introduction of the tea book, this cup of tea is at least seventy percent of the level, and may even be seventy percent five or eighty percent. Don't look at his Lushan Yunwu Tea and his Volcanic Manna Tea, it seems to be almost the same, but he uses the high-grade Lushan Yunwu Tea, and Li Wuxin only uses the medium-grade Volcanic Manna Tea. In the eyes of laymen, the difference between the middle grade and the top grade does not seem to be very big, but Ji Qianqian is well aware of the gap. If Li Wuxin uses high-grade volcanic nectar tea, I'm afraid there is a level of about eighty or five, right? Like the law of enlightenment, it is difficult to improve every step after seventy percent. As for the level of more than ninety percent, it is not something that a martial artist in the realm of Wuhou can achieve, because this requires the power of the law, and the power of the law can only be used by a martial artist in the realm above the martial king.

When the tea entered her stomach, Ji Qianqian soon felt a wave of heat penetrate her internal organs, and then a trace of fragrant sweat seeped out. But the strange thing is that Ji Qianqian did not feel uncomfortable, but felt comfortable from the heart.

This feeling is like a person who is about to freeze to death and suddenly encounters the spring sun, warm but not hot.

"Good, good, good!" Ji Qianqian couldn't help but say three good words in a row.

At the same time, Wang Wenguang also took a sip of tea, and then he couldn't help but show a hint of appreciation in his eyes. I really didn't expect this kid to be not only strong, but also so good at the tea ceremony.

For Ji Qianqian's exclamation, Li Wuxin didn't say anything, just picked up his cup of tea and drank it slowly.

Probably reluctant, so Ji Qianqian drank very slowly, looking at her appearance, she was probably ready to taste the meaning, maybe she could understand the third layer of fire law from it?