Lin Yanli sat cross-legged and meditated for a while, looking at the heavy snow falling from the sky. He took out a handful of dry firewood from his storage bag and piled it on the ground.
Li Zhujiu snapped his fingers, summoning a wisp of spiritual fire, falling down, and the dry wood ignited into a blazing flame. (Set fire to the mountain, sit through the prison cell, imitation is prohibited.)
Then Qin Kunyu took out four tea bowls from the storage bag and placed them separately.
Li Chang sat there and rubbed his fingers for a long time, then said with a sullen face, "How about I swing a sword for everyone?"
Lin Yanli moved her fingertips, took out a jade pot from the storage bag, and held it up high like a rare treasure.
"This is the nectar essence of the Flower Goddess!"
Without further ado, he took out a teapot from the storage bag, poured a little nectar from the jade pot into the teapot, then put in some spiritual plants such as Tianming flower, wolfberry grass, and Jiebo lotus, and placed them directly on the campfire to cook.
, in less than a quarter of an hour, the fragrance coming out of the teapot made everyone's eyes brighten.
"Good stuff, it must be delicious when you smell it!" Li Zhujiu crossed her feet with anticipation on her face.
Lin Yanli held her head high and said proudly, "No, this is from the Flower Goddess of the Baihua Cave."
Qin Kunyu had heard of the Flower Goddess, a fairy with a charming background who was now the most beautiful woman in the world.
The flower wine and nectar essence produced by her are the most precious drinks in the world. The supply is limited every year, so they are rare things.
Li Chang had never heard of the Flower Goddess, but she felt that the tea in the teapot had a unique fragrance that made people feel refreshed and couldn't help but take a few more breaths.
Lin Yanli counted the time, took the teapot, poured a cup for each person, and drank the hot tea intoxicatedly.
Qin Kunyu picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. His brows suddenly stretched and he praised: "As expected, it comes from the hands of the Goddess of Flowers. This kind of spiritual liquid is the best in the world!"
Although everyone has different tastes in drinking tea, today's sweet tea should be the first in his life. It is sweet and moist, fragrant and refreshing, and has endless aftertaste!
Li Zhujiu held the tea bowl, blew on the hot air, took a sip from a snowflake that melted into the tea, and narrowed his eyebrows in enjoyment.
Li Chang carefully picked up the tea, and seeing the exaggerated expressions of Lin Yanli and Li Zhujiu, he blew the hot air and took a small sip.
A rich aroma instantly filled his entire mouth and slowly flowed down his throat, making his whole body feel refreshed and extremely comfortable.
Unknowingly, the bowl of tea had reached the bottom.
Li Chang couldn't help but feel annoyed that she didn't taste much of such delicious tea. In an instant, her whole face turned red and turned into an apple, and she asked in a soft voice: "Sister Ali, I, can I still have one?"
A bowl?”
Lin Yanli wiped the edge of the tea bowl with her lips, gave Li Shang a refill, and said softly: "This tea is more spiritual. It is good for you to drink less, but it is harmful to drink more. This is just one cup, so you can't drink it anymore!"
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Hearing this, Li Chang carefully held the tea bowl in front of him, and looked at the faint floral fragrance permeating the slightly yellowish spiritual liquid in the bowl, which was very precious.
Lin Yanli slowly drank the tea in the bowl and looked around.
Snow is falling from the sky.
On the ground, fallen leaves return to their roots.
Nearby, the old trees have yellow leaves.
In the distance, waves crash against the shore.
This trip to the island was really the right one.
The experience of traveling far away can add a new ink.
After drinking tea, the four of them put away the tea sets and walked around the coast.
There is less fog on the sea surface and it looks much more comfortable.
Looking to the west, Lin Yanli could even see the neighboring islands of Quanzhou in the west with her inner eye. If she didn't have the customs clearance document in hand, she would have really wanted to take a ferry and go to Quanzhou in the west to see it.
The snow gradually stopped, and Lin Yanli heard some noise in the center of the island. He took Lin Yanli and others to sneak over and took a look. It turned out that it was the literati who were singing lyrics under the influence of alcohol.
One of them was particularly eye-catching. He hugged him from left to right, looking like a playboy. The two women beside him were smiling coquettishly, as if they were all at his mercy.
The young master smiled and shook out a few banknotes from his sleeves. This behavior made the two women work harder to please him, pinching their shoulders and beating their backs, and served him attentively and properly.
This man was the handsome young man Lin Yanli saw on the coast.
Lin Yanli couldn't help but sigh: He really knows how to play!
He is as dashing as Lu Gui, but not as carefree as Lu Gui.
It’s better not to be too Lu Gyu as a person.
Lin Yanli shook his head silently, feeling that these literati had lost their elegance and were not attractive, so they followed Li Zhujiu back to the coast where there were many passenger ships.
When the old man saw Lin Yanli and his entourage returning, he put down the heater in his hand, bent down and took some sea water to wash his face. He couldn't help but ask: "You two ladies, how is the poetry meeting on the island? Did those scholars do something like this?"
Some amazingly good articles?”
Lin Yanli smiled and said, "Old sir, wouldn't you know if you go to the island and take a look?"
The boatman shook his hand and said, "How can a rough guy like me understand poetry?"
Li Zhujiu suddenly said coldly: "Old sir, how come the fog on the sea has dispersed?"
The boatman was startled for a moment and murmured: "Yes, why did the fog on the island disperse..."
Qin Kunyu stepped onto the boat, and the boatman's face flashed with viciousness. He raised the pole in his hand and stabbed Qin Kunyu in the chest.
Qin Kunyu was already prepared. With two fingers together, a long sword came out of his sleeve to block the long pole thrust by the boatman.
"Sword cultivator!" The old man's face was gloomy, "When did you find out?"
Li Zhujiu said with a smile: "It's such a cold day and there's so much fog on the sea. You dare to cross the sea with just a cross-water ferry. Are you really not afraid of getting lost in the fog?"
"Based on this, you doubt me?" The old man turned pale with shock.
Li Zhujiu spread his hands, shook his head and said, "Of course not. Originally we were just guessing, but the moment we saw you, we turned 'guessing' into 'certainty'."
Lin Yanli picked up the innocent flying sword in his sleeve and added: "There is no reason why the mirage appears near the sea, so this mirage must have an owner, and it definitely won't be too far away. Everyone on the island has checked it out.
Okay, let’s eliminate them one by one. You are not the only one here.”
Li Zhujiu took out a clam bead from his sleeve, looked at the sky and said, "Is it because you see that we are all practitioners, so you want to kill people and seize the treasure?"
When the old man saw Beng Zhu, his face was uncertain. After a while, he put away the long pole and said with a sneer: "A few fellow Taoists were joking. I also came here for Beng Zhu, but I didn't expect to be overtaken by the fellow Taoists.
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Lin Yanli raised his eyebrows playfully and said with a smile, "In that case, fellow Taoist priests can just offer the price and buy it from us."
The old man smiled bitterly and cupped his hands: "I am a wild cultivator. How can I afford this clam bead? That's all. Since my fellow Taoists got it first, I have no choice but to give it up."
Li Zhujiu raised the corners of his mouth, pinched the clam bead with two fingers, and one of his eyes shone in the clam bead, glowing with the brilliance of a flowing cloud.
Upon hearing the old man's words, she immediately turned the clam beads into her palms, spitting out a sword energy from her mouth and going straight to the old man's throat.
"Do you really think we are ignorant little girls?"