Chapter 657

In fact, the spiritual power contained in liupinling tea is not worth mentioning for fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing. It doesn't help them to improve their cultivation.

In their present state, drinking spirit tea is really the taste. Drinking too much is actually a waste.

Fan Xiren took out liupinling tea to entertain Mu Tianqing and Yang Fan. In fact, the most important thing is to please or repay Yang Fan.

Taking Yang Fan's cultivation as a level 9 spiritual master, it's just right to drink six spiritual teas.

"Yang Fan, why doesn't the taste of this tea matter?"

Seeing that Yang Fan put down the tea cup after only one sip, his face looked calm and had no ordinary spirit. Fan Xiren asked Yang Fan softly about the shock and surprise that nianshi had when she drank spirit tea for the first time.

He made the tea himself. There was no problem with the technique, steps or even the use of water. Just now he tasted it himself. It was still so warm and mellow. There was nothing wrong with it.

But why does Yang Fan seem to have become a tasteless ordinary drink here?

This shouldn't be!

The higher the level of Lingcha, the rarer it is. The two or six kinds of Lingcha he collected were accidentally obtained when he was Lingdi decades ago. It can definitely be regarded as the top grade of Lingcha.

At least before that, fan Xiren had never tasted more advanced tea than liupinling tea.

Yang Fan is young, and his accomplishments are no more than King level. Even if he has some opportunities and adventures, he should not have the opportunity to contact more than six kinds of high-level spirit tea.

"No, the taste is actually good. Thank you for your hospitality." Yang Fan took another sip of the tea cup and praised it softly: "spirit tea can refresh and moisten the lungs and enhance the origin of the soul. It is really a rare and excellent drink."

Fan Xiren's mouth twitched.

Such praise is really insincere. If you feel good, why doesn't Mao even have a sincere smile?

"Have you ever drunk this spirit tea before?"

Yang Fan ignored fan Xiren's mood and asked directly.

Fan Xiren said with a smile: "needless to say, Yang Guo is my only closed disciple. At the beginning of her apprenticeship, I have given her some, but her cultivation is still low. She can only take half a cup at a time. If there is more, she can't bear it."

Yang Fan nodded.

In fact, the improvement of spiritual power of Lingcha is very limited, even not as good as a soul refining pill of five and six products, but its improvement of the origin of the divine soul is extremely significant.

It is precisely because Yang Fan was lucky enough to drink some jiupinling tea in the secret territory of martial arts that his divine soul origin and strength will far exceed those of the same level.

Yang Guo's cultivation is insufficient. Taking too much rashly is harmful and unhelpful.

"More than that," fan Xiren smiled at Yang Fan and continued, "a few days ago, I asked Yang Guo to bring back some diluted spirit tea and give it to your father's mother. Although it didn't make them directly awaken their spiritual power, it also had the effect of stabilizing the spirit and clearing their eyes."

Yang Fan eyebrows a pick, this just remembered, seems to really have such a thing.

When he came back this time, he obviously felt that the mental state of Yang Chaoqun and Zhao Linglan was much better than in the past.

I thought that because he and his sister were all promising, the second old man was in good spirits at happy events. Unexpectedly, fan Xiren was also credited.

This old man is interesting enough.

Before that, fan Xiren didn't know about Yang Fan's adventures outside, let alone that Yang Fan had the ability to heal his old wounds.

Without any interests, it all depends on the apprenticeship between him and Yang Guo.

In this way, Fang is sincere and sincere.

Yang Fan took a deep look at fan Xiren. When the old man said these words at this time, it was obvious that he also meant to show some good deeds, but Yang Fan was not disgusted.

It's a saint to do good deeds and sell human feelings, but still hide and tuck in.

Fan Xiren's character is very similar to that of Yang Fan. Looking at him, Yang Fan feels a little like-minded.

"It's impolite to come without going!"

Yang Fan pulled a classical Chinese sentence, turned his hand, and even brought out half a cup of steaming spirit tea. Looking at fan Xiren deeply, he said, "I drank old fan's spirit tea and gained a lot. Now please also ask old fan to taste my spirit tea!"

Yang Fan pushed the remaining half cup of jiupinling tea that cousin Wang Zhe had drunk to fan Xiren.

It's not that he is stingy, but there are too many disciples at home. The half pot of spirit tea he came from Mr. Wuliu is not enough for the disciples to share. It's very generous to be able to take out half a cup to fan Xiren.

Jiupinling tea comes out.

The tea fragrance emitted by the rising water vapor in the cup directly dissipates the aroma of liupinling tea on the table, and is pressed into the tea in the cup.

"This is... The big front door?!"

Fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing got up and exclaimed at the same time, staring straight at the half full cup of tea.

Yang Fan was stunned. He easily judged the name of the tea after smelling the silk taste. These two people are obviously experts in the tea ceremony.

Looking at their faces, Yang Fan knew that there was no need for him to introduce more. I think the efficacy of jiupinling tea should be much clearer than him.

"By chance, only half of the cup is left. I hope Mr. Fan doesn't dislike it. Please forgive me!"

Yang Fan pleaded guilty quietly, but he only took out half a cup of tea. It's really something that doesn't make sense.

"Don't give up! Don't give up!" fan Xiren waved his hands again and again, looked excited and excited, stared at half of the spirit tea on the table at a loss, and said in a moving voice: "don't say it's half a cup. Even if only one drop can enter my mouth, I'm satisfied. I have no regrets in my life!"

"This is the big front door! The only nine grade spirit tea in the world! I've been looking forward to it for a long time. I thought I wouldn't have the chance to taste it again in my life. I didn't expect that there would be such luck today!"

"It's really great fortune!" Mu Tianqing interposed: "the old tea tree that produced daqianmen has been hidden by itself as early as 50 years ago and is no longer exposed to people. It's said that even the current three emperors can't find out its trace."

"I didn't expect that after 50 years, I would be lucky to smell the tea at the front door again. It's really intoxicating!"

With that, Mu Tianqing suddenly turned to look at fan Xiren and said, "old man fan, you can't eat such a delicacy alone. You should give me a bite anyway! Otherwise, the friendship for hundreds of years will be brought down!"

"Pull it down and pull it down!" fan Xiren, a bachelor on his face, stretched out his hand to protect the spirit tea in his hand, and looked at Mu Tianqing proudly: "this is a gift from brother Yang Fan in return for me. I want to keep it and taste it slowly. I have half a dime to do with you? If you have the ability, you can ask brother Yang Fan to give you half a cup!"

Fan Xiren was very excited. At this moment, the half spirit tea held in his hand seemed to be the most precious treasure in the world. With it, he didn't even want his old friends who had been with him for more than 100 years.

"Dare you!" Mu Tianqing raised her eyebrows and threatened: "don't forget, my cultivation can be above you now. If you don't want to be beaten, you'd better be sensible!"

"Now I give you two choices." Mu Tianqing said democratically to fan Xiren, "or you can give me a bite yourself. Hello, I'm good, everyone is good, and you'll still be good friends when you meet in the future."

"Either, I'll beat you up and you'll give me a bite. If you're not good, I'll be good. Hello, everyone. If you meet in the future, you'll still be a friend."

"Do you dare to be strong?" fan Xiren glared: "I won't give in even if I die!"

In a word, fan Xiren opened his mouth and was about to spit in the cup. It's better to start first.

However, Mu Tianqing seemed to have been on guard against him for a long time. With a mental move, she directly blew fan Xiren's spit aside.

Seeing the two old children teasing here for half a cup of residual tea, Yang Fan was speechless for a while.

There are really some nodes that can't keep up with the thoughts of these tea lovers.

The most important function of jiupinling tea is to enhance the origin of the soul and expand the power of the soul. As for its taste, is it so important?

Yang Fan believes that if something else has the same effect, even if it stinks and looks disgusting, a large number of people will be willing to jump on it and lick it.

But at present, both fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing seem to pay more attention to the spirit tea charm of daqianmen itself, and turn a blind eye to its powerful effect.

Soon.

The struggle between the two had an outcome.

Fan Xiren was finally robbed of jiupinling tea by Mu Tianqing because of his strength. He felt distressed. He felt as if he had lost tens of billions. He looked at Mu Tianqing with deep resentment.

At this moment, he wanted to restore the strength of his third level spirit emperor more than ever. See if the old girl dared to win in front of her.

Mu Tianqing is not greedy. He really takes only one mouthful of half a cup of spirit tea. He uses his mental power to control the glittering and translucent tea to float slowly to his eyes. He opens his mouth and inhales them all into his mouth.

"Hoo ~ ~"

With a long trill, Mu Tianqing closed her eyes very comfortably and tasted the extreme tea fragrance diffused in her mouth.

Seeing this, fan Xiren couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and couldn't help but slowly bring the tea cup in his hand to his mouth.

Wheezing!

With a soft sound, the tea was warm, directly into his mouth and ran back and forth at the tip of his tongue.

Beauty!

The two leaders were completely immersed in the aftertaste of tea, closed their eyes and tasted it for a long time.

Yang Fan always observed the changes of fan Xiren's breath. Seeing a mouthful of spirit tea into his stomach, fan Xiren's spiritual fluctuation began to become more active, and there was a glimmer of vitality in the origin of the divine soul. Finally, he was no longer as dead as before.

"The effect of jiupinling tea seems pretty good!"