Later, he was encouraged by Songshan to follow the Huashan Sword Sect and forced Yue Buqun to give up his throne. He was a proper villain.

Could it be the one who passed by just now? Li Mu secretly murmured in his heart. He didn't care about this kind of little shrimp and quickly forgot about it.

The two of them entered the mountain gate. Mi Weiyi was familiar with the door and the way, and introduced Li Mu into the living room. After a while, someone brought tea.

Mi Weiyi picked up the tea cup and said with a smile: "Junior brother, please taste our Hengshan specialty 'Yunwu Tea'. This tea has been circulated in Hengshan for nearly two thousand years and was listed as a royal tribute in the Tang Dynasty."

Li Mu smiled slightly, picked up the tea cup, and a rich aroma flowed into his nose, which made people feel relaxed and happy. The tea leaves were sharp and long, like the tip of a spear.

Li Mu took a sip and tasted it carefully. The fragrance was fragrant and the aftertaste was endless. He couldn't help but praise: "Good tea!"

Mi Weiyi smiled and said: "In the Pilu Cave between Zhurong Peak, Furong Peak and Zigai Peak in Hengshan Mountain, there is a long and narrow valley. Because it is surrounded by mountains on three sides and is often surrounded by clouds and fog, it is most suitable for the growth of tea trees. The Yunwu Tea grown there

It's so beautiful and green, so when my junior brother comes back to the mountain, I'll prepare some more and bring them to all the senior brothers in Huashan to taste."

Li Mu didn't refuse, he cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll thank you senior brother first."

The two chatted for a while, and Mi Weiyi stood up and said, "Junior brother, sit down for a moment, I will report to the head master!"

Li Mu smiled and said, "Thank you, senior brother."

After Mi Weiyi left, Li Mu sat down and drank tea slowly. Not long after, a hearty laughter came from outside the door: "But the nephew of Huashan is here!"

Li Mu stood up and looked around. He saw a man with a long face and a broad forehead. He was wearing a green cloth robe and was in his forties. Li Mu was startled. Isn't Mr. Mo Da a little old man with a sad face?

Mi Weiyi walked up quickly from behind, smiled at Li Mu and said, "Junior brother, this is my Uncle Zhao from the Hengshan Sect!"

Li Mu saluted and said: "Huashan disciple Lin Pingzhi has met Master Zhao."

Uncle Zhao smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite, nephew, come on... sit down quickly."
Chapter completed!