Martial Arts: Lin Shiyin beats him at the beginning

You junior, very good.

come in! "

Song Yuanqiao was overjoyed and looked at Daoist Chongxu.

Opening breaks:

"Master, I didn't expect Senior Mu to be so approachable!"

Daoist Chongxu smiled wryly:

"It's your fate, let's go, let's go in together."

Just entered the Taoist temple.

The two of them smelled a tangy fragrance.

A hale and hearty old Taoist priest was sitting at the table pouring tea.

It seems that the two have long been expected to return.

There are three teacups on the table.

The teacups are made of fine white porcelain, beautifully painted and trimmed with gold.

It's expensive at first glance.

"Junior Song Yuanqiao pays respects to Elder Mu."

"The disciple rushes to pay respects to Elder Mu."

Mu Taoist raised his head, smiled and said:

"Sit down and have a drink of my tea."

While talking, he poured a cup of clear tea for the two of them.

The aroma is more tangy.

Song Yuanqiao and Daoist Chongxu were quite angry when they came.

Seeing the fragrant tea at this moment, I can't bear it.

They drank it all in one gulp.

After Song Yuanqiao finished drinking, he felt the sweetness in his mouth.

Can't help but admire:

"Senior's Lapsang Souchong can be described as a fine product, with a charming taste and a sweet aftertaste, which makes people intoxicated."

Mu Taoist couldn't help laughing even more happily when he saw someone complimenting him.

"Good boy, you have a bit of taste.

You can drink it out, this is Lapsang Souchong.

However, drinking tea depends not only on the quality of the tea, but also on the quality of the water. "

Having said that, Taoist Mu sat up straight, stroked his beard,

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He said proudly:

"Guess where the water for my tea comes from."

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback.

To be able to taste the tea is Lapsang Souchong, which is already very remarkable.

How can we know where the water comes from?

Isn't it the spring water in the Wudang Mountains?

Song Yuanqiao looked embarrassed and shook his head.

Daoist Chongxu on the side smiled and said:

"This water has an ethereal air, it doesn't seem to have roots, is it rootless water?"

Mu Taoist's eyes lit up, and he nodded in admiration:

"Chongxu, based on your tea-tasting skills, you should be the master."

Daoist Chongxu smiled modestly.

Putting the whisk on the table, I was also very satisfied.

However, Taoist Mu's next words made Chong Xu's heart tighten.

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"Rootless water is true, but rootless water is also divided into spring rain, summer rain, autumn dew, and winter snow. What kind of rootless water do you think I am?"

Daoist Chongxu's face froze.

Song Yuanqiao, and Daoist Chongxu rang the same sentence in their hearts at this moment:

Who the hell knows?

Mu Taoist's eyes shifted from Song Yuanqiao to Taoist Chongxu's face.

Then it moved from Daoist Chongxu to Song Yuanqiao's face.

After a long time, there was no response from either of them.

Can't help but sigh:

"Hey, it's still a little bit worse after all."

"Let me tell you, my rootless water is collected from the dew on the pistils of peach blossoms in summer!"

Song Yuanqiao and Daoist Chongxu looked at each other, and then looked at the surrounding peach trees.

Dewdrops on the pistils of peach blossoms, how long does it take to collect such a big pot?

Mu Taoist stroked his beard, looked at the shocked expressions of the two, and said in a more satisfied tone:

"You guys, you still have poor eyesight.

Look at how many peach blossoms I have planted in the past four weeks, you should guess the source of my rootless water! "

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Daoist Chongxu smiled bitterly and said:

"Uncle Mu, this disciple is dull, so I can't guess it.

But this trip to visit my uncle is because I have something to see. "

Mu Taoist is unrestrained.

Likes to play Go, drink, taste the world's food.

I think my culinary skills are unparalleled in the world.

He is an old Taoist priest who likes to enjoy life.

If Daoist Chongxu doesn't interrupt him in time, tell me why you came.

I'm afraid Taoist Mu will hold them back.

Chattering and bragging about their tea-making skills and taste.

Mu Taoist's face froze suddenly, and he said:

"Is there something important?

I am an old Taoist priest and I am useless.

I can't hear what you're saying, so hurry up and go. "

Mu Taoist instantly pretended that his clothes were old.

Began to pretend to be deaf.

Daoist Chongxu took advantage of Taoist Mu not slipping away, set up the "[-]" and said loudly:

"Uncle! This is the order of the Patriarch!"

Zhang Sanfeng's order? !

Taoist Mu was stunned.

Then he looked angrily at Daoist Chongxu and Song Yuanqiao.

"I knew it!

It's not a good thing to meet you disciples and grandchildren!

You are such a big man, and you still let us old men wipe your ass all day long!

One by one, all faces are gone! "

Mu Taoist was so angry that he lost even the interest in drinking tea in an instant.

But you can't drive them away,

After all, Taoist Mu still had to obey Zhang Sanfeng's orders.

Song Yuanqiao didn't dare to speak too much, so he took the opportunity to express his intention.

After Mu Taoist listened, his anger subsided a bit.

muttered to himself:

"To Shaolin Temple?

It has been a long time since I tasted the Dharma three crispy meat and King Kong wine in Shaolin Temple.

This time is a chance. "

Mu Taoist was talking to himself, and began to swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Immediately, turning his head, Dayi looked at Song Yuanqiao and Master Chongxu with awe-inspiring eyes.

Frowning tightly, the voice is serious:

"This matter is of great importance.

I will personally take you to Shaolin Temple to investigate! "

Song Yuanqiao glanced at Daoist Chongxu with a strange expression.

I thought, this Elder Mu seems a little unreliable.

Daoist Chongxu ignored Song Yuanqiao's doubts, overjoyed, and said:

"Uncle, thank you for your hard work.

With your help, this trip will be a success! "

Taoist Mu smiled slightly, stroking his beard with his right hand.

Another smug expression.

But neither Song Yuanqiao nor Daoist Chongxu saw it.