The loud slamming of the table made the cultivators listening outside the hall think that a fight was about to break out in the hall, and they all held their breath nervously.
"Master Qingqu -" Liu Xiangrong gritted his teeth and suppressed the urge to quarrel with Qingqu. He curled his lips and sneered: "Is the bitter and astringent broken tea foam on the table the new tea of your sect? I, my lord,
It doesn’t look like it.”
"What does it look like if it doesn't look like new tea?" Qingqu asked puzzledly.
"I think this is moldy and smelly rotten tea foam that your sect deliberately used to humiliate me and Fairy Mochou." Liu Xiangrong said with a gloomy expression.
"I agree with Liu Banzun's words." Fairy Mochou agreed with a cold face.
The two people's voices were not loud, but they were very penetrating. They were heard very far outside the hall, and almost all the cultivators staying on Wuliang Mountain heard them.
The two of them were setting the stage for an attack later, so that people would know that they were not making trouble unreasonably.
"Ha ha……"
Qingqu's loud laughter followed and spread throughout the entire mountain.
The happiness that could not be concealed in the laughter made Liu Xiangrong and Fairy Mochou blush, and the cultivators outside the hall were greatly shocked. They felt that Qingqu was too arrogant to humiliate Liu Xiangrong and Mochou so mercilessly.
Sad Fairy.
Even a three-year-old child can tell that the channel was cleared on purpose.
What Qingqu said next was even more shocking.
"As the saying goes: When friends come, there is good wine; when there are wolves, there is a hunting knife."
The implication is obvious: Liu Xiangrong and Fairy Mochou are jackals.
But he changed the subject, and then said with a smile: "Liu Banzun and Fairy Mochou are the eldest disciples of the Heavenly Venerable Paradise, and the other is the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Venerable Xiaoyao. They are both extremely distinguished guests, not jackals.
, How dare my Taoist family be so negligent? It is absolutely impossible to entertain two people with rotten tea leaves that are moldy and smelly.
Let alone you two such distinguished guests, even if the jackals and robbers come to the door with a shy smile, we will not serve moldy and smelly rotten tea foam, and we will not hit the smiling person with our hands.
There must be a misunderstanding.
Master, please explain this to these two distinguished guests."
The faces of Liu Xiangrong and Fairy Mochou were as black as the bottom of a pot.
None of them are stupid, how could they not hear that Qingqu was scolding them in a roundabout way.
If it weren't for the Daomen here, they would have definitely attacked Qingqu.
The cultivators outside the hall were all worried about Qingqu. They felt that his scolding was too obvious and he was basically pointing at Liu Xiang.
Fairy Rong and Mochou shouted with their noses: "Grandson, come and beat me!"
"Ouch, you two distinguished guests, you have really misunderstood." Lu Wuya stepped into the hall in response, shouting that he was wronged with an exaggerated expression, pointing to the tea on the coffee table and said: "This tea is called Gypsophila.
, are the tender tips of Kakalumi tea buds picked from the deep sea, then soaked in Dragon Vein Spiritual Liquid for 7749 days, and then fried with Nanmulang locust wood for 7749 hours.
After it was made, it was deliberately broken into pieces and finally brewed with spring water from Bodang Mountain in Northern Qionghan.
This tea is indeed bitter and astringent when you first drink it, but as you slowly taste it, you will find that it has endless sweetness, especially when your mouth is full of tea leaves, just like the stars flying in the sky.
Anyone who knows how to drink tea knows that tea should be savored slowly and carefully, and should not be drank like a cow."
Zhang Xiaozu:......
If he hadn't heard Lu Wuya tell Liu Xiangrong and Fairy Mochou that the tea they drank was tea foam on the way here, he might have believed it.
What about Kakalumi, Nansang fallen locust tree, and the mountain spring water of Hanbodang Mountain?
All the cultivators outside the hall were stunned for a moment.
Snapped!
Click!
Liu Xiangrong was so angry that he slapped the coffee table, smashing the wooden coffee table into pieces. Teacups, bowls, and teapots fell to the floor. He glared at Lu Wuya with blazing eyes and cursed angrily: "Fart, it's full of nonsense!"
He was really pissed off by Lu Wuya.
Lu Wuya opened his eyes and told lies, just calling bad tea good tea. He actually secretly mocked him for not knowing how to taste tea. It was simply too insulting.
If it weren't for the fact that Lu Wuya was the head of the Taoist sect, his palm would not have been slapped on the innocent coffee table, but would have been slapped directly on Lu Wuya's body, letting Lu Wuya know the price of humiliating him.
"Liu Banzun, the head of my family is always waiting for me with tea and water, but you actually stand in the main hall of my Taoist sect and openly insult my Taoist sect in front of all the cultivators in the world. You come to the door to bully others like you."
, it would be too much to deceive others!
I think you are not a guest, you are just a jackal full of fangs!
Come, let’s see off the guests!
Oh no, let’s settle the accounts first and then see off the guests!”
Qingqu stood up and shouted angrily with a stern face.
The cultivators outside the temple were so nervous when they heard the quarrel inside that they couldn't help shouting: "The fight is starting, the fight is starting!"
Wow!
Lu Wuya took out his iron abacus, crackled it, and murmured to himself: "Go up the mountain and take five star pills, stay here."
Three Star Pills per night, stayed for two nights, a total of six pills. One pot of Gypsophila and one Saint Yuan Pill. I drank a total of fifty-two pots, which is fifty-two Saint Yuan Pills. One coffee table was damaged.
It was Daozu's favorite coffee table, with ten Holy Yuan Pills, a teapot, ten Tongxuan Pills, tea cups, and tea bowls, a total of ten Tongxuan Pills. I met the uncle to drink tea and chat, and twenty Holy King Pills
…”
The cultivators outside the hall listened attentively to Lu Wuya's mutterings, and they all twitched their mouths in silence, saying to themselves: "What the hell is this place? Not to mention the geese plucking their hair, even half the statue has to be pulled out when it comes."
Take off a handful of hair."
"Liu Banzun, you have consumed a total of twenty Holy King Pills, sixty-two Saint Yuan Pills, twenty Tongxuan Pills, and eleven Star Pills. Please pay." Lu Wuya asked Liu Xiangrong.
thoroughfare.
Liu Xiangrong's eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold light flashing, he stared at Lu Wuya and asked in a cold voice: "What if I don't pay?"
"If you don't have money, Liu?????????????Half Master Liu, then you have to clean the latrines or pull weeds in the back mountains to compensate." Lu Wuya replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.
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The cultivators outside the hall were so shocked that their eyes fell to the ground when they heard this.
Only then did they realize that the Taoist sect, which seemed to be in decline and depression, was not afraid of Liujiabao, the overlord of Zhongyue.
"You are so brave!"
Liu Xiangrong's slightly narrowed eyes shot out two murderous auras.
However, Lu Wuya did not take his words seriously and said: "Your Excellency is a semi-reverent and the chief disciple of the Supreme Bliss. You won't have to default on even this small amount of money, right?"
Qing Qu helped: "You can be a half-respected person, but you can't afford to pay?"
"Haha, how come I can't afford this little money? I'll just pay it now. There's no need to calculate it piecemeal. I'll just pay you twenty-five Holy King Pills, okay?" A smile suddenly appeared on Liu Xiangrong's face.
But every word is full of murderous intent.
"Liu Banzun is grand." Lu Wuya cheerfully raised his thumb towards Liu Xiangrong.
Liu Xiangrong took out twenty-five Holy King Pills, placed them one by one in the air in front of him, and then swept them with his hand.
Whoosh whoosh!
Twenty-five Holy King Pills instantly shot toward Lu Wuya.
Zheng!
A sword cry resounded in the hall, and twenty-five Holy King Pills were suddenly fixed in the air, hovering just in front of Lu Wuya.
Lu Wuya raised his hand with a smile, picked the Holy King Pills one by one like picking beans, and said: "Liu Banzun, it's getting dark, go down the mountain quickly, otherwise if you stay overnight after dark,
