() Domineering spiritual energy fluctuations, mixed with compelling fierceness——
Ling Chen saw the white figure clearly and shouted loudly from a distance;
"Senior Sister Shangqing, stop, and Xiaonuan, no! Qingyan, can you all stop?"
"Junior brother Ling, you came at the right time. Are the people from Mingqi Peak deceiving me that there is no one in Xieyun Peak? Can any of the disciples get up to Xieyun Peak?"
Ling Chen knew that there was a great hatred between Xie Yun Peak and the main peak of the outer sect, Mingqi Peak.
It is said that the battle at Xie Yun Peak three hundred years ago was caused by the top ten Taiyi geniuses headed by Ming Qi Feng.
The current head of Taiyi is the famous Qifeng Tianjiao who survived that war.
Ling Chen heard these things only from hearsay, but in the past three hundred years! Xie Yun Peak has been crushed by Mingqi Peak, and now it is about to reach the stage of sealing off the mountain top.
It is said that enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, and Xie Yunfeng is more popular among the outsiders besides Wuchen.
In the past, every disciple in Xie Yun Peak hated everyone in Ming Qi Peak. They were either unwilling to fight against Ming Qi Peak. Many heroes died in the ring fighting for Xie Yun Peak and never backed down.
Until the generation of Wuchen who came later, the few remaining disciples of Xie Yun Peak were cultivating quietly, hoping to defeat Mingqi Peak one day and regain the glory that belonged to Xie Yun Peak.
"Senior Sister Shangqing! This is not good. After all, Xiao... No, Qingyan didn't do anything. You are so disrespectful of hospitality."
Ling Chen stood outside the battle circle, watching the two brilliant Taiyi Sword Techniques spinning and colliding together in the field.
"Hmph... I came here to find someone, and you, a villain, unexpectedly attacked me. Could it be that Xie Yun Peak would only cultivate disciples like you?"
Qingyan mocked Mo Shangqing, the woman in white, with a cold face, and there was unspeakable anger on his face.
"You are the villain, looking for someone? Why are you secretly hiding under the tree and peeking at the direction of Junior Brother Ling's residence? You clearly have an agenda."
Mo Shangqing's cold and handsome face could not conceal her natural beauty.
The cold expression at the moment still cannot hide the charming face——
Watching the two senior sisters constantly swinging their swords at each other, they even took the time to curse at each other.
A black line stretched across Ling Chen's forehead.
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"Well, Senior Sister Shangqing, I actually asked Senior Sister Qingyan to come here. Maybe she didn't know my address so she was looking around. Don't get me wrong."
Ling Chen hurriedly explained that he was really afraid of hurting Xiaonuan when the swords and swords went on like this.
"snort……"
"Bang"
The two swords clashed again, and then separated violently. Mo Shangqing stood on the top of a white tree with a cold face.
Looking down, Mo Shangqing said;
"Junior Brother Ling, as a disciple of Xie Yun Peak, if you can't improve the relationship between Qing and Mingqi Peak, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay on Xie Yun Peak for a long time."
"I understand this"
Ling Chen glanced at Xiao Nuan who was standing behind him, cupped his hands and said to Mo Shangqing on the tree.
"It's good to know! Don't forget how your master went into seclusion..."
After saying this, Mo Shangqing jumped down from the big tree and disappeared into the snowy world.
"My master? Aren't you about to break through the barrier of life and death? What's going on..."
Looking at the figure disappearing into the white snow world - Ling Chen didn't think too much...
Looking back at Qing Yan, who was standing on the snow, Ling Chen's feet had already sunk deeply into the thick snow.
Ling Chen smiled awkwardly at Qingyan. Ling Chen circulated the demonic energy in his body, and strands of demonic energy wrapped around Ling Chen's toes, allowing him to step on the snow like Qingyan and the others, as if they were walking on flat ground.
This is the huge gap between the innate and spiritual gathering stages.
When a monk reaches the spirit-gathering stage, he can emit traces of demonic energy (spiritual energy) to the outside. He can walk on ice and snow without deliberately moving the aura in his body. Unlike Ling Chen, who forcibly releases the demonic energy to the outside, he can still do it.
It can walk freely on the snow, but the magic energy is consumed quickly.
If you encounter a strong enemy, one point of spiritual energy can change the balance of victory in the entire battle.
Qingyan nodded and didn't say anything, and he didn't know what to say——
I have been here several times, and every time I want to take a closer look at this man who knows his secret, I can only do so from a distance.
Little did he know, this time he encountered a sneak attack from the Shadow Clan disciples of Xie Yun Peak. Fortunately, the other party's cultivation level was not very high.
However, in this way, he was completely exposed to Ling Chen's gaze, which made Qingyan very embarrassed.
"Come on, let's have a cup of tea and let you have a taste of Xie Yun Peak's hospitality."
Ling Chen led the way with a smile. Qing Yan, who hesitated for a moment, bit his lips and followed Ling Chen's pace.
"You sit down for a while first!"
Ling Chen was playing with the teapot beside him, as if he wanted to turn on the stove to make tea.
"oh"
Gently closing the door to block the severe cold outside, Qingyan came to the wooden table and looked at the reflection of the white snow coming in through the small open window, illuminating the room brightly.
Qingyan couldn't help but look at this simple residence curiously.
"Haha, in fact, I don't have much to entertain guests here. I usually go to the utility yard to eat, but you're here! It just so happens that I have the Tieguanyin that Brother Wuchen gave me last time, and I haven't been willing to drink it."
Ling Chen's cultivation level is not as high as Wu Chen's, and he cannot turn gas into fire. Those are unique skills only possessed by monks in the spirit gathering stage.
Looking back, Qing Yan looked at the old living room with curious eyes. Ling Chen turned his head and lit the fire again, fiddling with the small stove in front of him.
Re-roast over charcoal fire, then slowly simmer over 80% fire...
Find a small amount of caramel aroma in the old wooden cabinet.
Use this kind of sugar water to gently slide into tea, it will recover quickly and taste great.
These are the only precious "good things" in Lingchen's residence.
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Qingyan looked at the man in front of him silently, carefully placed the washed teacup in front of him, and then started making tea.
It's not a big, medium-sized tureen, but it looks extremely old. After being tempered by the years, the pattern of the teacup has fallen off, and it looks like an antique that was abandoned hundreds of years ago.
"Uh, this! It's a tea set I found when I was cleaning up the house. Although the style is a bit old, it can still be used."
Ling Chen was embarrassed to say that he was reluctant to throw away the tea set, so he changed his way and said to Qing Yan, who was silent in front of him.
For this type of Tieguanyin tea, you need to pay attention to the amount of tea and the steeping time! Only in this way can you brew the "real flavor".
Ling Chen was afraid that Xiao Nuan would be impatient, so he rushed to the quick tea that Xiao Nuan's father loved to drink the most in his previous life at the 'White Cow Gate'.
In my memory, the usually stern old man always looked amiable while drinking tea.
The color of quick tea should be as deep as an egg yolk, while slow tea will not have this desirable color. The color of slow tea is very dark, deep black! But most of the tea tastes
Tea masters all like to drink slow tea because that is the essence of the entire tea.
"Haha, little... Qingyan! Try it and see how it tastes."
Ling Chen hadn't tasted the tea brewed by the master of imitation tea yet. He looked at Qing Yan across from him with a smile on his face.