Golden Summoner

"Be careful, there may be fraud..." Hua Xin stared at the boatman with a wary look on his face, then looked at the seemingly calm lake surface, and whispered to Xia Pingan, "Our divine power is blocked here. , I don’t know if there is anything else in the lake. If there are sharks or other water monsters in the lake, it will be dangerous for us to get on the boat and sail into the lake. This may be a trap..."

Hua Xin has her own truth, but her truth is only based on her own judgment and understanding of the environment here. It is completely different from Xia Pingan's understanding of the place.

"I think there shouldn't be any danger. If we don't go take a look, we might be trapped here!" Xia Pingan said with a smile.

Hua Xin warned, "Are you going? You may have fallen into a trap yourself. There are many incredible rooms in this palace, many of which are dangerous. People who enter these rooms may die if they are not careful..."

"There may also be special opportunities in these rooms. If Senior Sister Hua is worried, you can wait here and I'll go see what's going on!" Xia Pingan said, without any further hesitation, he showed off his figure as if He jumped up like a big bird, and with a slight tap on the branch next to him, he flew over a distance of more than ten or twenty meters, and landed firmly on the boatman's boat.

Xia Ping'an fell off the boat and swayed slightly up and down twice, creating a circle of ripples on the calm lake.

"Hahaha, this young master is so skilled!" The boatman smiled and praised Xia Pingan.

"Nowhere, just a casual meal!"

Hua Xin didn't expect Xia Pingan to be so "reckless". When she saw Xia Pingan flying onto the boat, she remembered what her master had said, gritted her teeth slightly, and leaped up, then landed on the boat, and Xia Pingan Standing on the bow of the ship.

"Sit down, young master and young lady. The old man is going to row a boat..." The boatman said, and then he raised the oar. The boat turned lightly in the lake and headed towards the misty island in the lake. As they sailed away, the boatman began to sing at the top of his voice while rocking the oar.

"Tilting on the silver clouds, hoeing the moon, planting cold flowers to express my sorrow. When the sun comes and the sun is shining, who will let it slip when spring comes to the south of the Yangtze River? Corals are used as jade for skin, sinking water is incense and sandalwood spits out crumbs. Wild bridges are horizontal, and it is cold The stream is clean, with smoke dancing through the corners of the house, and old trees crushing the snow in the corners. The romantic refuses to thank the king and his wife, and the aloof and noble laugh at the common people. Xiao Ran has the least connection with the world..."

In the midst of the boatman's singing, the boat leisurely passed through the tranquil lake and the thin layer of mist.

Xia Ping'an was experiencing the leisurely mood of watching the snow in the pavilion in the center of the lake. At this moment, in this scene, that "...the shadows on the lake are only a trace of the long embankment, a point of the pavilion in the center of the lake, a mustard with Yu Zhou, and two or three people in the boat. "The indifferent artistic conception is simply wonderful.

But Hua Xin didn't realize this. She was on full alert. Her whole figure was like a taut bow, staring at the water and the boatman, ready to take action at any time.

After a while, when the boatman's singing stopped, the boat came to an island in the lake.

There is a pavilion on the island. There is a person sitting alone in the pavilion. There is tea, a stove, and various exquisite tea sets. The man is boiling water to make tea. Outside the pavilion, there are cold plum blossoms everywhere, and a faint fragrance floats. The man is watching the snow. Making tea, so inelegant.

"Young lady, my master is in the pavilion. You two can go up on your own..." the boatman said.

"Thank you for the extradition, father-in-law..." Xia Pingan thanked him, put his feet on the bow of the boat, and flew up to the island. Hua Xin also flew up.

The island is not big. Xia Pingan walked a few steps and arrived outside the pavilion. Inside the pavilion, an old man in Tsing Yi with frosty and snow-colored temples was making tea. The old man in Tsing Yi wore elegant and simple clothes from the Ming Dynasty, but had a luxurious temperament. , his eyes are warm and lively, and his every move has an indescribable charm.

This is Zhang Dai, the old man with the ancient sword who has been a romantic man for a lifetime. If the young master Qingji is the representative of the Chinese aristocracy in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the bloody bravery and toughness of the Chinese nobles can be seen from the young master Qingji, then the Zhang Dai in front of him is It is another representative of the Chinese aristocracy. From Zhang Dai, we can see the civilized style of the Chinese aristocracy when the flowers are blooming and the unyielding integrity when the country is ruined and the family is destroyed.

The old man in front of me is a young man who loves prosperity, monasteries, beautiful maids, fresh clothes, good food, good horses, lanterns, fireworks, pear orchards, propaganda, antiques, flowers and birds, and tea. Obscene and cruel, bookworm and poetry demon...

Fifty years later, the country was ruined and the family was destroyed. The old man took refuge in the mountains, broke his tripod and fell ill, and took his harp with broken books and missing an inkstone. He kept company with commoners, vegetables and buttercups.

"The water has just been boiled. You two can come to the pavilion to drink together..." Zhang Dai in the pavilion gently waved his hand, inviting Xia Pingan and Hua Xin to enter the pavilion.

"Sir, you are very interested, so I will be disrespectful!" Xia Pingan smiled smartly, walked into the pavilion calmly, and sat opposite Zhang Dai. Hua Xin also followed in and sat next to Xia Pingan, but she saw her eyes narrowed. Looking at Zhang Dai's expression, he seemed to be ready to draw his sword and cut the opponent in half if any situation arises.

Zhang Dai was making tea, and his every move was calm and pleasing to the eye. In just an instant, the tea was ready.

The tea tumbles in the plain white porcelain cup, and the fragrance of tea is refreshing. The color of the tea soup is like a bamboo casket that has just dissolved, and the green powder is evenly distributed; it is also like the dawn at the mountain window, and the light shines through the paper, which is pleasing to the eye.

Being able to drink a cup of hot tea in the middle of such a snowy lake is truly a beautiful thing.

Looking at the beautiful tea soup, Xia Ping'an's heart moved, and he remembered some of Zhang Dai's past. Zhang Dai was not a playboy who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. His epitaph was self-effacing. In fact, Zhang Dai was extremely high in all aspects. Zhang Dai's attainments and immersion, especially in the tea ceremony, Zhang Dai liked to compete with others for tea when he was young. Later, he gradually became a tea ceremony master. He once made a tea that became famous all over the world.

"Please..." Zhang Dai smiled slightly and picked up the tea cup.

"Sir, please..." Xia Pingan also picked up the teacup, blew on it, and took a sip.

When the tea entered his throat, it turned into a clear and fragrant breath that spread throughout his body. Xia Pingan felt that the divine power in his secret mandala was boiling. The upper limit of the divine power in the sky caisson of his secret mandala was originally 6988 points. Just now it was just 6988 points. After taking a sip, the upper limit of divine power actually increased by 5 points, suddenly becoming 6993 points.

Xia Pingan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was hallucinating. He realized carefully that his upper limit of divine power and divine power had indeed increased by 5 points at the same time. Adding 5 points directly becomes 6998 points. In the blink of an eye, drinking half a cup of tea is equivalent to merging half a world bead.

Hua Xin did not drink the tea. She looked at Zhang Dai warily, secretly blaming Xia Pingan for being reckless. She also used her eyes to signal Xia Pingan not to drink.

Xia Pingan raised his head and drank the whole cup of tea. The remaining half cup added another 10 points of divine power and the upper limit of his divine power. Xia Pingan's divine power suddenly exceeded 7,000 points and reached 7008 points.

A cup of tea, 20 points of divine power, where can you find such a good thing in the world.

"Senior Sister Hua, please have a drink too. This tea is hard to find in the world and has endless uses. It will be of great benefit to you and me!" Xia Pingan said directly to Hua Xin.

Hua Xin was slightly stunned. She didn't look like Xia Pingan was joking, and kept giving her winks. Moreover, Xia Pingan seemed to be fine after drinking tea. She lowered her head to look at the attractive tea soup, and gently picked it up. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

After just a few seconds, Xia Pingan saw Hua Xin's eyes suddenly light up, as if she finally realized the beauty of this tea. She took another sip. After a few seconds, Hua Xin's face finally showed He was so moved that he couldn't help but drink all the tea in the cup.

"Senior Sister Hua, how are you? I didn't lie to you!" Xia Pingan smiled.

"This tea is indeed extraordinary..." Hua Xin took a long breath, and a smile appeared on his face. In this palace, there are great dangers, but also great opportunities. The situation in front of him is an opportunity. Hua Xin immediately He came to his senses and apologized to Zhang Dai, "Hua Xin was too careful when he first came here. If he has offended me in any way, please atone for his sins!"

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter!" Zhang Dai laughed, and with the expectant eyes of Xia Pingan and Hua Xin, he poured a cup of tea for them again, looked at Xia Pingan and Hua Xin and said, "This young master has a majestic aura. Like a fierce general, this girl is wearing a black dress, which looks quite matched. However, if this young man can be a scholar, girl, if you wear a white dress today, if the two of you can perform a song "Leifeng" here today, "Note", that would be more interesting..."

Hua Xin didn't understand why Zhang Dai said that, and was completely confused, but Xia Pingan knew clearly. Zhang Dai compared him and Hua Xin to Xu Xian and White Snake, and was joking with them. Zhang Dai liked opera, and in the Ming Dynasty , after Chen Liulong wrote "Leifeng Ji", the White Snake also appeared on the overture stage.

"Ahem..." Xia Pingan coughed twice, and quickly said to Zhang Dai with a smile, "If sir likes it, make us a few more pots of tea to moisten our throats. This girl and I will act for him whatever he likes." !”

Zhang Dai smiled and shook his head, "The most important thing about watching a play is the first scene. This girl is beautiful, dignified and stunning. She can play the role of White Snake in a white dress. You are a bald man, no matter how hard you act, you can't do it." You're a frail scholar, your bald head reminds me of that disgraceful old monk, you don't seem to be right at first glance, that's all, that's all..."

Xia Ping'an was speechless. If he had known that he would have turned into a white-faced boy, he didn't know what nerve in his head had different preferences. He actually transformed into such a bald man. Maybe he missed an opportunity.

Although it was a pity in his heart, Xia Pingan's hands were not idle. He picked up the cup and drank another cup of tea in one breath. The upper limit of his divine power suddenly reached 7028 points.

In just the blink of an eye, one person drank four cups of tea, and the pot of water was empty. Xia Pingan's upper limit of divine power finally increased to 7068 points.

"Excuse me, sir, what is the name of this tea?" Hua Xin asked with some unfinished meaning.

"I haven't thought of a name for this tea yet. How about you give me a name? If the name you choose satisfies me, I will make you another pot of tea!" Zhang Dai said with a smile, throwing out a question.