Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 522: The Art of Hospitality
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"Hello, Master! I just came to see if you have come out of retreat..." Dongfang Shuo hurried over, Lin Yi looked him up and down, nodded slightly, and then looked at the remaining three people. 《》(.)
"Hello, Master Yan and the two fellows!" Lin Yi bowed his hands, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.
Yan Qi said "Oh", turned around slowly, and nodded very reservedly. He held his long beard with his hand, expressionless. Gu Qiao was slightly surprised, bowed his hands in return, but said nothing. However, Leng Cui frowned slightly, then stared at Lin Yi, and after a while, she said: "When you returned to the mountain, you were only at the initial stage of Jindan. In such a short time, you have already reached the middle stage of Jindan. This is a cause for celebration! However, the title of fellow Daoist seems unfamiliar. Could it be that you and I are not fellow disciples?"
Lin Yi glanced at Yan Qi, who was leisurely stroking his long beard. He smiled slightly and said to Leng Cui: "Remember that Senior Chen Yuanzi said that people who are from the same school and the same teacher are called fellow disciples. When a disaster comes, those who advance and retreat together are called fellow disciples. Those who trust each other with all their heart and repay each other with their life and death are called fellow disciples. Lin Yi deeply agrees with this! And fellow Daoists are people with the same aspirations. We are people of the same Dao, so it is okay to call each other fellow Daoists! Leng Pavilion Master, do you agree?"
When talking about the words of trusting each other with all their heart and repaying each other with their life and death, Lin Yi intentionally or unintentionally emphasized the tone. He was calm, with a faint smile on his lips.
Perhaps he had heard the hidden meaning of Lin Yi's words, Leng Cui's face turned pale, and the other party turned and said: "Master Yan is here, do you have any advice?"
Gu Qiao, who was standing aside, sighed secretly and simply pulled his beard and said nothing. Such an outer disciple, who was only over a hundred years old, has reached the middle stage of the golden elixir. It really makes people... Alas! This person is better than others... However, there was a problem with the ground veins, but the master brought himself here, could it be... ?
Yan Qi looked at Leng Cui beside him, coughed lightly, and then turned to Lin Yi and said slowly: "There is something wrong with the ground vein of Tianji Peak. Our sect just came here to take a look. There is nothing else..." Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped into the air and left, which caught Gu Qiao off guard. He hurriedly followed him on his sword, shouting: "My spiritual vein..."
Looking at Leng Cui who was still hesitating, Lin Yi asked softly: "Master Leng, what do you think...?" The other party shook her head and said: "It's impolite to treat guests like this..."
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Lin Yi had to turn around, stretched out his hand and said: "Since Master Leng is here, why don't you sit for a while, so that I can show my hospitality!"
Looking at Lin Yi carefully, Leng Cui's beautiful face suddenly bloomed with an ambiguous smile. She nodded and said, "That's fine! Sorry for bothering me!"
"Lin boy, you are asking for trouble!" The old dragon reminded him. Lin Yi smiled bitterly, took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to Dongfang Shuo beside him, saying, "This is the alchemy of Danyuan Sect, there is also an alchemy furnace and some herbs. You may wish to study it in your spare time. We'll talk later..."
"Xuantian Sect's skills, Danyuan Sect's alchemy, tut tut! I wonder what other good things you have..." Leng Cui said faintly.
Lin Yi gestured to Dongfang Shuo to leave on his own, then smiled and said, "Other people's things are good things? Haha! I thought that what belongs to me is a treasure! Please..."
The cave where Lin Yi was located was quite spacious because Yan Qi had imposed an elder's identity on him. There were four or five stone chambers of varying sizes, with all the things needed. In the stone chamber facing the cave entrance, a layer of cattail mats was laid on the ground. He sat cross-legged and gestured to the guests to help themselves.
Leng Cui nodded slightly, then sat down gracefully, and asked casually, "Is this place good?" Seeing the other party raised the corner of his mouth without comment, she smiled again and said, "There are guests visiting, but there is nothing to entertain them..." Lin Yi raised his hand and showed two wine jars, saying, "I am a rough man, I only know how to drink..." The wine jar in front of him was just a clay object, crude and vulgar, and the thing in it was ordinary liquor. With a smile on her lips, Leng Cui shook her head and said, "It is recorded in the classics that the rise of wine comes from ancient times, starting from the emperor. Among all living beings, how many people are good at drinking? Some people regard it as a thing to forget worries and a broom to sweep away sorrows, but it is just to get rid of worries and have fun! And wine is also divided into different grades. Thin water and little soup are also wine, and nectar and dew are also wine. You must know that the best wine is fruit wine and flower wine. If we monks still drink your grain wine, what is the difference between us and those peddlers! What is the elegance of this wine...?"
While speaking, Leng Cui had an exquisite jade pot in her hand, and continued, "This is brewed from the dew of hundreds of flowers, which accumulates into flavor and has a long-term fragrance. It contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and has the fragrance of hundreds of flowers..."
"Haha! It's just a matter of taste! A rough man like me can only drink this crude thing for a refreshing feeling!" Lin Yi laughed, grabbed the wine jar at random, and drank it down by himself. Someone laughed in his sea of consciousness: "Haha! Lin boy, you have even a third of the spirit of Old Dragon!"
Leng Cui's expression suddenly changed, and Lan Hua was playing with a jade cup. She never hesitates to show the 'Baihua Dew' she brews to others. Even if her husband wants to have a taste, he will inevitably have to plead with her kindly. But now this boy is so crude and pretentious, he is so ignorant! After a while, she put away the things in her hands with boredom, and let the other party drink the whole jar of wine. Then she said: "As the saying goes, it's like clothes, flowers, and appearance. As a woman, I am also the same." You can’t be exempt from vulgarity…!”
After exhaling the breath of alcohol, Lin Yi looked at the other party curiously and asked, "I wonder what Leng Ge wants to say?"
"You're so stupid! Don't ask you for the art of keeping your appearance, and then I'll find an opportunity to ask for something else..." At this time, the old dragon seemed to understand the woman's thoughts very well. Lin Yi asked in return: "Where do I have the ability to preserve my appearance?"
"Didn't you swallow the Beauty Pill?" Old Long said with some gloating, "You and other ordinary monks talk about the 'purple crystal fruit'..."
"How can amethyst fruit be the 'Beauty Pill'? Doesn't it have another name, 'Returning Immortality Pill'?" Lin Yi became more and more confused. When he was thirteen years old, after Yu Xianren swallowed the amethyst fruit, everything changed. But this is clearly a spiritual fruit that cuts hair, cleanses marrow, strengthens roots and cultivates vitality, so how could it be a ‘beauty elixir’?
"Haha! The amethyst fruit tree you mentioned is just a ornamental thing planted by the fairies in the upper world. It has the function of beautifying and rejuvenating the beauty, and is also called the 'Beauty Pill'. However, this is the upper world after all. Spiritual creatures..." As if he liked seeing Lin Yi embarrassed, the old dragon kept chattering to himself.
It is a beauty remedy for fairies, but it is regarded as an elixir by monks! No wonder he never looked old. Lin Yi couldn't help but touch his cheek, feeling a little embarrassed. I wonder if I was reborn by the "Beauty Pill"?
"Haha! Don't be embarrassed about this! You don't look good..." Old Long teased.
When Lin Yi was talking to Lao Long, his expression was strange. In Leng Cui's eyes, it had another meaning. She smiled and said: "As we all know, you got a lot of good things from the fairyland, so why hide it?"
With a faint smile, Lin Yi said: "I once ate the 'Amethyst Fruit' in the fairyland. Perhaps, this thing has beauty benefits."
Leng Cui was not surprised when she learned the origin of the other party's facial-retention technique. Instead, she said helplessly: "The Xuantian Wonderland is no longer open, so where can I find the amethyst fruit?"
Lin Yi shrugged, indicating that he was helpless. But the other party sighed and said to himself: "It's time! Fate! I, a woman, want to be beautiful but can't, but you, a man, can stay young forever..."
Leng Cui should not be a self-pitying person, so what does this mean? Lin Yi frowned slightly and heard the other person say: "I think back then, because of you Lin Yi, Wei Cong betrayed the sect, the head brother died tragically, Yan Qi and Chen Yuanzi were seriously injured, and the disciples were killed and injured. This I was able to hide in Ziwei Valley and survive. Alas! It’s okay not to mention the past! Fortunately, you were upright and knowledgeable, and you came up with the secret book of the fairyland in time, which enabled Master Yan to become Yuanying and saved me. The end of the sect’s destruction, and to this day, Danyang Mountain has not yet returned to its original state, and we have a long way to go..."
Lin Yi still held the empty wine jar in his hand, staring at the wine sticker on it with great concentration. The word "Qianqiu" is full and thick, but it cannot retain the faded color. White paper, black words, tell the story of the ages...
"So..." Seeing that Fang Shang was concentrating on a crude wine jar, Leng Cui paused for a moment and then continued: "So, the scripture on your body is very important to our Zhengyang Sect! If Sharing it with the same sect will be a great achievement! In the future, you will be the best choice for the sect leader..."
Leng Cui's voice got louder and louder as he spoke, but his words suddenly stopped. The person in front of her also looked away from the wine jar and was looking at her with a faint smile. However, the raised corners of his mouth clearly contained a hint of ridicule.
"You..." Leng Cui couldn't suppress his anger, but Lin Yi waved his hands and said innocently: "Pavilion Master Leng, please be patient! I just want to ask one more question, did you mean what you just said, or did it come from Sect Leader Yan? ...?”
"This..." Leng Cui didn't expect Lin Yi to ask such a question. She was stunned for a moment and then said, "What I just said was for the sake of the sect..."
"Haha! It's clear!" Before Leng Cui finished speaking, Lin Yi laughed and said, "Please tell Sect Master Yan that I have already given you all the relevant scriptures!"
"That's just an insight about Yuanying. Why can't you give me the entire scripture? It can also help us learn more and figure out our practice. Please note that the insights of Yuanying and above are also unpredictable. It’s unknown! What’s more, you and I are both in the same way and in the same sect..." At this point, Leng Cui pressed on. His beautiful cheeks were full of questioning expressions, and there was no trace of warmth in his beautiful eyes, only an aggressive aura.
There was still a smile on his face, but Lin Yi lowered his head again. He looked at the empty wine jar in front of him, sighed, and said: "I once told Sect Leader Yan that it was just a scripture, not a technique, nor an immortal secret book for resurrecting the dead! Furthermore, Even if I gave it all away, would you believe it is true?"
"You take out the technique first. We will naturally know whether it is true or false..." Leng Cui's eyes became brighter. At this time, it seemed to her that the person in front of her was just looking down at a wine jar, clearly hesitant, and just waiting for a little more heat in her words, maybe she would be able to gain something.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yi, who seemed to be hesitant, suddenly raised his head, and there was no trace of smile on his face. He looked directly at Leng Cui and said word by word: "The tone of Pavilion Master Leng reminded me of a few old friends..."
Shocked, Leng Cui asked in a lost voice, "Who is it...?"
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