Following the guidance of Chisongzi, Ye Zhan followed the winding paths and stairs in the mountains to reach a peak. He walked for a full hour before reaching the top.

All you can see here is an empty space. Looking down, you can see clusters of thick and misty clouds floating, like a fairyland on earth.

This is the highest point of the entire Taiyi Mountain. You can have a clear view of the entire Tianzong layout, and you can even see farther away.

As soon as he set foot here, Ye Zhang felt a strong and extremely strong spiritual energy rushing towards his face. The pores all over his body instantly opened, and his whole person seemed to feel much lighter.

Then he looked around, but saw that except for a dense grassland and an ancient tree, there was nothing else on the top of the mountain.

Although the chirping of birds and the commotion of wind and grass can be heard from time to time, it is filled with a wonderful tranquility and emptiness, which quickly calms the chaotic and restless mind.

"Destroy its sharpness, resolve its confusion, harmonize its light, and be the same as its dust, pure and clear, as if it may exist..."

A sound that seemed to be invisible appeared in my ears, and it seemed to be coming from thousands of miles away. It was mysterious and mysterious, as if it was somewhere between reality and reality.

At the same time, under the ancient trees not far away, there was a faint flicker of strange brilliance. In an instant, an invisible and illusory outline slowly appeared.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhang couldn't help but feel slightly shocked. He didn't even notice that there were other people within a few feet, and even subconsciously ignored them.

Looking up, I saw the figure gradually solidifying, turning into a smiling old man with white beard and white hair. He was wearing a simple black and white monk's robe, sitting in the shade of a tree indifferently.

Looking at the person in front of him, Ye Zhang's eyes flickered slightly. The only person in the entire Tianzong who could have such a level of cultivation was that legendary being.

Then he took the initiative to step forward, bowed his hands slightly and saluted: "I've met Master Beiming in Yezhang!"

Although the opponent has revealed his figure, if you close your eyes, you still cannot feel any of his breath.

This feeling is extremely strange and cannot be explained clearly. It is as if the whole person has blended with this world, and it seems that it does not exist in the first place.

"Gods and men have no merit, saints have no name, and great men have no self. This statement is indeed true..."

Ye Zhang secretly thought that the person in front of him could no longer be measured by ordinary standards.

Bei Mingzi smiled faintly and said, "I have rashly invited my little friend to come here today. Sorry for disturbing you."

Ye Zhang came to his senses after hearing this and replied very politely: "Master Beiming is so polite. It is my blessing to be able to meet my senior."

Bei Mingzi stroked his beard and said, "We are destined to meet each other today. Please sit down."

As he finished speaking, he slightly raised his hand and an invisible trace of spiritual power rippled out, and then the clusters of green grass in front of him swayed from side to side as if full of vitality.

However, the green grass quickly extended like a vine, becoming about three feet long in a breath, intertwined with each other, and woven into a round futon.

Seeing such methods, Ye Zhang also changed his expression, nodded and sat on the peculiar futon.

Bei Mingzi glanced at the former, then withdrew his gaze and said with a chuckle: "The only national mourner of the Yin Yang family in the past two hundred years is better than expected."

Hearing this, Ye Zhang also raised his eyebrows slightly. Sure enough, nothing could be hidden from an old antique of this level. He seemed to be translucent in front of him.

Then he had no choice but to reply: "Senior, you are overly complimentary."

Bei Mingzi stroked his beard gently and said calmly: "My little friend has come all the way, and there is nothing to entertain. It just so happens that this year's new tea has come out, so please have a taste."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and gently grasped the void. The surrounding water vapor and spiritual energy quickly emerged, gathered together, and instantly condensed into a clear stream of water.

Seeing this, Ye Zhang couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Such a subtle and unique method had never been seen before. Transforming things out of thin air was not something ordinary people could do.

As the saying goes, taking nothingness as the foundation and taking something as the benefit, creating something out of nothing is a great state, and one's own cultivation and understanding of the Tao are indispensable.

At the same time, Bei Mingzi's palm shook slightly, and the water immediately began to boil, emitting blazing heat.

I saw him holding the boiling water in one hand but he didn't seem to feel anything. Then he threw it aside and it was suspended in the air.

Bei Mingzi waved his hand casually, and the ancient tree beside him swayed slightly.

A few leaves slowly detached from the branches and fell down, just falling into the water flow, where they were continuously soaked in the boiling water.

Ye Zhang was fascinated by these smooth and flowing operations. Whether it was the control of power or the use of Qi, they were all so exquisite that he could never do it now.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the originally clear water turned into a dull red gold color.

As Bei Mingzi stretched out his hand, the ball of tea began to flow and its shape kept changing, and it actually condensed into a vivid transparent teapot shape.

Bei Mingzi casually held the handle of the pot, tilted it slightly and poured out the tea.

The water flows from the spout, but it does not fall to the ground. Instead, it hangs in the air in a counterintuitive manner, slowly turning into the shape of a cup. You can even clearly see the tea sloshing in the cup.

"please."

Bei Mingzi raised his hand and said.

Ye Zhang nodded, then picked up the strange cup in front of him and looked at it carefully.

It's very strange. You can obviously feel that the tea inside should be very hot through the cup, but the cup itself is warm, and it even feels like a real cup.

Put it to your mouth and take a careful sip, and immediately you will feel a pure spiritual energy flowing down your throat into your abdomen and spreading to your limbs and bones, making you feel very comfortable.

Even the true energy in the body has increased slightly.

Feeling the beauty of it, Ye Zhan's expression moved. The tea brewed by the elder himself was really good. If he could have a cup of it every day, it would be worth at least several years of hard work!

At this moment, Bei Mingzi said: "My little friend, do you know why I want to see you?"

After hearing the question, Ye Zhang came back to his senses. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head. Although he still had some cultivation, he should be nothing in front of the other party. Seeing him, there should be a deeper reason.

Bei Mingzi continued: "You should know that there is a close relationship between Taoism and Yin and Yang."

Ye Zhang replied: "Hundreds of years ago, the Yin Yang family broke away from Taoism and became its own sect."
Chapter completed!