Zhu Zhiyao turned to look at Lin Feng: "One day in the future, if I no longer work as a tea master, would you be willing to stay with me forever?"
Lin Feng saw that her expression was solemn. She changed her usual harmonious and frivolous look and seemed to be quite serious. His face was suddenly stunned, and then he murmured: "Sister, I don't know something. I bear a blood feud, and I will definitely have to do it in the future."
Returning to Southern Guangdong, it is impossible to stay in Xiaoyao City forever, and... I have had physical contact with a woman, and we have made a marriage contract with each other. If I stay with you for the rest of my life, I will definitely be a heartless person.
Does Senior Sister hope that I will be unfaithful and unfaithful?"
Zhu Zhiyao's beautiful face was startled, and then she said very decadently: "It's so, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Lin Feng looked embarrassed: "How can you talk about such private matters so easily?"
Zhu Zhiyao was already in tears. Lin Feng wanted to persuade him, but in the end he had no good words to say, so he could only stand there frozen for a long time. After being stunned for most of a moment, Zhu Zhiyao walked towards the stone table in the inner room.
Next to him, he lowered his head and sat quietly for a moment, then raised the wine bottle that had been placed on the stone table in advance and drank up the spiritual wine inside!
Lin Feng secretly regretted the gaffe just now, but if he didn't tell her the truth, Zhu Zhiyao would be even more sad sooner or later. But what's terrible is that the tea discussion competition will be held in three days. Lin Feng is worried that Zhu Zhiyao will be depressed because of this, which will definitely affect her.
to the development of tea art.
Zhu Zhiyao was so sad that she drank a pot of spiritual wine quickly. Then she called the maids outside the courtyard in and ordered them to continue serving wine. The maids served three pots in a row, and Zhu Zhiyao drank them all in one go.
When they were drinking, the maids cast questioning looks at Lin Feng, meaning that if they drank more, Zhu Zhiyao would definitely get drunk.
Lin Feng wanted to stop him, but in the end he waved his hand and asked the maids to bring three pots again. Then he dismissed them and sent them to Zhu Zhiyao himself, and sat down next to her.
Zhu Zhiyao was drunk and hazy, tears finally fell from her eyes, and the teardrops streaked her face, making her look more haggard, but she still couldn't hide her beauty, and she seemed even more charming against the sadness.
Lin Feng took off her blindfold to make the tears dry faster, but Zhu Zhiyao seemed even more sad. She grabbed the spirit wine beside the table and drank it down again.
This time, she was finally drunk, and her body fell down precariously, with most of her body lying on the table and sobbing. Seeing her weak shoulders shaking, Lin Feng swallowed back the words he wanted to say again.
There were two pots of spiritual wine on the table. Lin Feng silently picked up the wine glass and sipped it slowly. After drinking the two pots of spiritual wine, Lin Feng was already a little tipsy. Only then did he say: "Senior Sister
Why are you so sad? Before you met me, you didn't have such worries. You just need to treat me as a passer-by. On the long journey of cultivation, this encounter will eventually be just a passing cloud."
Zhu Zhiyao suddenly raised her head: "From the beginning to the end, you have no affection for me? The reason why you are so close to me is just to let me help you obtain the True Book of King Ming?"
Lin Feng's expression suddenly dawned: "Even if I don't show up, wouldn't Senior Sister still have to participate in the Tea Competition for Master? As long as you win the title, the Southern Guangdong Business Alliance will station in Xiaoyao City, and as Master's confidant, you will never have to do it again.
I have been running around for cultivation materials."
Zhu Zhiyao was heartbroken: "That's different! I just want you to tell me personally, if I didn't participate in the tea competition, would you still be so kind to me?"
Lin Feng was suddenly startled and stood there in silence. Zhu Zhiyao closed her eyes as if she had lost all hope. Two lines of clear tears ran down her cheeks. She took a long breath and finally said weakly: "Don't worry, I will do it no matter what."
I will participate in this tea competition and I will try my best for it.”
Lin Feng said apologetically: "Can you tell me why you can no longer serve as a tea master after the tea competition? You once said this in Yuxianfang City, but I haven't been able to understand it so far."
Zhu Zhiyao said calmly: "Because in the tea discussion competition, especially the key game that determines the outcome, in order to win, the tea master will take a magical medicine called Jiangyin Dan to maximize the yin energy in the body.
, to elevate the refined tea products to the highest level!”
Lin Feng's expression changed with horror, and he almost exclaimed: "Crimson Yin Pill? Isn't that the way to drink poison to quench thirst? Excessive loss of Yin Yuan will definitely cause your blood and energy to be greatly damaged. At the least, your face will be as withered as a rotten tree, and at worst, your cultivation will be complete.
Loss, this kind of poison was originally forcibly swallowed by some evil cultivators in order to harvest the Yin Yuan of female cultivators, but those tea masters actually wanted to take it voluntarily?"
Zhu Zhiyao was not touched at all, and her tone could not be more calm: "The fate of the tea master is like this. No one can change anything. If you don't do this, you will never be able to win the tea competition."
Lin Feng immediately fell into deep thought. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and asked: "If there is a tea master in the Dan-formation stage, does it mean that there is no need to take the Jiangyin Dan?"
Zhu Zhiyao shook her head: "Although the tea master during the pill formation period has abundant Yin Yuan and can output enough Yin Yuan without taking the Jiangyin Pill, after the pill formation, the purity of Yin Yuan has changed, and it will be different from the spiritual power of different attributes.
Mixed together, the tea is no longer pure, so when refining the highest quality tea, it is all done by monks in the foundation building period."
Lin Feng murmured: "I underestimated this tea competition. At first, I thought that each tea master was just trying his best. Although there would be a loss of Yin Yuan, it would not be completely exhausted, let alone
How can he be so terrible that he has to take Jiangyin Pill to cripple his cultivation?"
Zhu Zhiyao sighed softly: "After the Yin Yuan is exhausted, the longevity will also be damaged, and the tea master's appearance will soon fade. No matter how lucky he is, at most he can only ensure that his soul is not affected, but
Once Han Xiang fails, his cultivation will completely collapse!"
Lin Feng said seriously: "Xiaoyaomen is simply too abominable! This completely goes against the ancient ways of discussing tea and goes against the secret principles of Xianxiu. If Senior Xiaoyaozi were still around, he would never allow such a tragedy to happen!"
Zhu Zhiyao: "Every time there is a tea competition, thousands of tea masters will die. The situation becomes more severe as it reaches the end, because the higher the quality of the tea, the more difficult the process of incense is.
The more Yin Yuan there will be,
After previous competitions, the tea masters had very little Yin Yuan left in their bodies. If they tried to do anything at this time, it would often lead to tragedies in which the tea was scattered and people died. Therefore, at the end of the tea competition, Han Xiang failed frequently.