Heroic Death System

"Young master, hurry up and serve me a pot of worry-relieving tea!" A dejected cultivator lay on the stone table and shouted weakly to Shang Ke.

As the reputation of the teahouse increased, regular customers began to call Shangwei "little landlord".

"We don't provide worry-relieving tea today." Shang Ke greeted with a smile.

"What's that?"

"Glowing Tea."

"Then have a pot of radiant tea." The cultivator was depressed and didn't care what kind of tea he drank.

But after a while, the hot tea can still be served.

The cultivator looked at the blooming chrysanthemum in the tea, and asked indifferently, "Is this the radiant tea?"

"Yes. There is also a serving of pickled cucumbers."

In front of the cultivator, a plate of crisp cucumbers arranged in a heart shape appeared, with a wild chrysanthemum dotted beside it.

The cultivator felt even more depressed.He came here to relax. During this period of time, he was abandoned by his partner, bullied by his classmates, and neglected by his master. His life was almost gloomy.As a result, he still suffered [-] points of damage when he arrived at this extraterrestrial tea house, which was regarded as a "spiritual haven" by many cultivators.

"The flowers fall into the water and the water is red, there are all kinds of worries, and there are no words to complain about the east wind." The cultivator recited the words of complaint sadly, while drinking tea in a lonely way.

One mouthful into the throat, the sweetness and bitterness still exist; two mouthfuls, the fragrance lingers around the nose; three mouthfuls moisten the breath, and the aura is self-generated.

The cultivator's dark eyes suddenly flashed a bright light, his dark face was crystal clear, his whole body was flowing, and his meridians were unobstructed.Under the double comfort of chrysanthemum and cucumber, the whole person is radiant.

Little landlord, you are really a good person!This tea house is indeed a spiritual harbor for us practitioners!

"Small landlord, please serve us a pot of good tea." In the teahouse, a few more travel-worn practitioners walked in.

"Okay, come right away."

As the number of visitors increased, the quiet tea house gradually became lively.Everyone was holding a cup of chrysanthemum tea and eating pickled cucumbers, all of them were radiant and intoxicated.

Yan Lu in the bamboo building stood by the window, silently watching Shang Ke leisurely shuttle in the yard, greeting tea lovers and diners who came from afar.

This group of guys of unknown origin, why let the little mushroom serve them with delicious food and drink?He also shouted and drank, and made fun of him wantonly.

Yan Lu's eyes were cold, and his heart was filled with the desire to kill. It seemed that a voice was constantly shouting: Kill, kill, kill!

With a flash of Yan Lu's figure, he jumped down from the window and landed in the middle of the yard with a murderous look.

Everyone felt a shudder down their spines, and their hearts were vigilant, and they looked in the direction of Yan Lu at the same time.This person is rich and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament, and his pair of deep eyes seem to contain infinite heaven and earth. In his eyes, the world is like ants.

There were many masters above the Nascent Soul stage, but in front of him, they couldn't resist at all. His strength was so strong that it made people tremble.

The yard fell into a strange dead silence, as if someone had cast a spell on the body, and even the air was frozen.

"Little Deer." At this moment, a clear voice broke the dead silence in the courtyard.

In Yan Lu's dark eyes, ripples began to appear, and the light flowed, and the strong killing intent disappeared in an instant, and the killing god instantly turned into a cute child.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and suddenly felt a feeling of seeing the sun again.

"What's wrong?" Shang Ke walked up to Yan Lu and handed him a cucumber.

Yan Lu gnawed on the cucumber and thought about it seriously, but he couldn't think of what he was going to do, so he said in a muffled voice, "They are too noisy."

Everyone in the room was a person with sharp eyes and ears. Hearing this, they all wiped off a cold sweat.It turned out that they just thought they were too noisy, and thought he was going to kill.

"Go to the backyard and let the rabbit grow mushrooms for you."

"Rabbits can only eat, not grow." Yan Lu complained dissatisfied.

"You teach it."

"It's so stupid, how can it learn it?" Growing mushrooms is a highly technical job.

Shang Ke: Hehe.

The two gradually drifted away, leaving behind a group of cultivators who had just walked through the gate of hell and didn't know it.They were very curious about Yan Lu's identity and started to discuss it enthusiastically.It's just that this time I lowered my voice subconsciously, for fear of disturbing that master.

Yan Lu has disappeared for decades. Those who saw him back then are either dead or are in seclusion due to serious injuries.Most of the rookies in the world of comprehension only know their names but don't know them.

As for Shang Ke, as a demon cultivator, he couldn't hide it from the eyes of experts.But because of the prestige of killing the gods, the cultivators are now very polite to the demon cultivators.Yan Lu's partner is a demon cultivator, and anyone who hurts a demon cultivator is his primary target.Although he has disappeared for decades, no one dares to try his hand at it.

No matter what, everyone present could never have imagined that the man they saw just now was the terrifying killing god Yan Lu.And the little landlord who served them tea and water was the source of the centuries-old turmoil in the cultivation world.

At the end of the day's business, you can enjoy his daily mushroom soup as usual.

Yan Lu was sitting next to Shang Ke, one moment he was playing with his big mushroom, the next moment he suddenly turned his head, and asked in a deep voice, "Little mushroom, why do you want to open a teahouse?"

Shang Ke took a few seconds to get used to his changing face, and replied: "It's deserted in the mountains, opening a teahouse can increase some popularity."

"People's hearts are sinister, who knows if they will do it secretly?" Yan Lu's tone was gloomy and his eyes were stern.

"Although it is necessary to be defensive, we cannot hide from the world forever. Only by strengthening ourselves can we be invincible." Shang Ke hugged Yan Lu sideways, raised his head and smiled, "I promise you, Don't meddle in other people's business, don't stir up trouble, and live in seclusion with peace of mind."

Yan Lu gave a cold "hmm".

"Then what about you?" Shang Ke changed the subject and asked, "Can you promise me not to want to kill?"

Yan Lu remained silent.

"Although you have an endless lifespan, the crime of killing is too serious, and you may be punished by the heavens. I will do my best to return to you, not just to see your soul fly away."

Yan Lu buried his head in his neck, felt his warm breath, and promised in a low voice: "No, absolutely not."

May I live forever and never leave.Even if the world does not allow it, he will stay by this person's side.

"Let's practice!" Yan Lu suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling.

A good atmosphere has been ruined by someone!Cultivate a hair, do not practice tonight!

Shang Ke turned his back, intending to wash up and go to sleep.

Yan Lu leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Are you going to use the backward style today?"

The hot touch came from the lower body, and the ambiguous breath lingered in the ears.

Thinking of the unsatisfactory cultivation that day, Shang Ke was a little hesitant, what if he became mentally divided in the middle?

Yan Lu didn't give him time to think about it. With the moistening of warm water, he slowly squeezed in from behind, pushed forward little by little, and when he was halfway through, he suddenly used force and swallowed the whole root.

"...No, didn't you mean cultivation?" Shang Ke propped his hands on the edge of the pool, bearing the attack from behind.

"Warm up first."

The water surface oscillated, stirring up layers of waves, and a pool of spring bloomed...

This time, Yan Lu didn't have any fine points, and only started to help Shang Ke to practice until the tip of the moon fell.

Shang Ke quickly settled down under the nourishment of Yan Lu's divine power, and was unaware of external things.

After an unknown amount of time, Shang Ke who was practicing suddenly felt his body shake, followed by waves of familiar pleasure.Shang Ke was at a critical moment, so he didn't break out of the sedation state, and let himself be submerged by the raging heat wave.

When I woke up, it was already the afternoon of the third day.Before I knew it, I was in meditation for two days.There is plenty of spiritual power in the body, and the breath is thick, as if he has crossed two realms, successfully passed the transformation stage, and reached the middle stage of contemplation.

"I've upgraded!" Shang Ke hugged Yan Lu.

Although he didn't know what the little mushroom was happy about, it didn't prevent Yan Lu from being happy.

"Today I'll cook something delicious for you." Shang Ke kissed him on the lips, then put on his clothes, and ran out of the room cheerfully, not noticing that Yan Lun had turned into a bewildered child again.

Yan Lu touched his lips that were still warm, remembering the "bad things" he secretly did to the little mushroom not long ago, he couldn't help hugging his big mushroom pillow and giggling.

Relaxed and comfortable days fly by, and with the improvement of cultivation, you can still start to refine more advanced tea drinks and dishes. According to different effects, it can be gradually divided into nourishing, calming, exorcising, wandering and other types.Among them, the travel environment is the rarest, allowing people to experience a higher level of realm in the illusion.

The level of realm determines the advanced potential of a cultivator.The reason why many cultivators have stagnated in their cultivation is mostly because their realm is not enough to break through the bottleneck.If they are allowed to experience a higher realm for themselves, breaking through the bottleneck is only a matter of epiphany.

When Youjing appeared for the first time, everyone didn't care, they only thought that the small host had developed some new products, and the price was also one tael.

Some people ordered a portion with the mentality of trying something new, but who knew that just after eating, they unconsciously entered the illusion.Seeing him suddenly sitting motionless like a wood carving, the other people around thought that there was something wrong with the food, and they were almost about to make a fuss.

As a result, in less than half an hour, the cultivator who had been sitting still suddenly burst out with a huge spiritual power, overflowing with vigor and astonishing power. In the blink of an eye, he actually advanced from the late stage of the heartbeat to the early stage of the golden core.

The cultivator was dumbfounded at the time, and so were the onlookers.

"Ha, haha, I have broken through the stage of heartbeat!" The cultivator was full of introverts, "I have stayed in this realm for ten years! I didn't expect to break through today! Hahaha!"

The cultivator was so excited that he couldn't help himself, he laughed a few times, and even forgot to leave the money, he rushed out of the teahouse excitedly, and went home to announce the good news.

The cultivators in the teahouse were all stupefied, they hadn't broken through the realm in ten years, did they break through after sitting stupidly for half an hour?

After a moment of silence, someone finally realized that the man's breakthrough might be related to the food he ate just now.As a result, everyone cast their eager eyes on the owner of the teahouse.

Shang Ke frowned, and said to other cultivators: "If any of you know the guest just now, please send me a message."

"What?" A long-faced man asked aloud.

"From today, he is officially blacklisted in the An Xian Tea House."

"Why?" The long-faced man was shocked

"Because he eats the king's meal."

"..."

The practitioner who was lucky enough to advance was not only the first beneficiary of Youjing, but also the first unlucky person to be blacklisted for eating the overlord's meal.From then on, he could no longer enjoy the drinks and dishes in the teahouse.The only thing worthy of praise is that he allowed everyone to witness the extraordinary effect of Youjing.

However, Shang Ke only provides one copy every month, because it is extremely rare and attracts countless practitioners.

The cultivators benefited from generous gifts. In addition to silver taels, some medicinal herbs, spiritual stones or spiritual tools were also left behind.Everyone knows that the price of one tael of silver is completely out of proportion to the value of the items provided by the teahouse. Not everyone likes to be cheap.

Giving roses to others, the fragrance remains in the hands.

Unknowingly, Shang Ke gained the friendship and respect of many people, established his own network, and created a glimmer of life for the crisis that will not be long...