Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 522: The Art of Hospitality
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"I've met Master! I just came to see if your old man has come out of seclusion..." Dongfang Shuo hurriedly came over to greet him. Lin Yi looked at his subordinates, nodded slightly, and then looked at the remaining three people. -
"I've met Sect Master Yan and his two colleagues!" Lin Yi cupped his hands, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.
Yan Qi said "Oh", turned around slowly, and nodded extremely reservedly. He held his long beard in his hands and his face was expressionless. Gu Qiao looked slightly stunned and returned the favor without saying anything. However, Leng Cui frowned slightly, and then looked at Lin Yi intently. After a while, he said: "When you returned to the mountain, you were only in the early stage of Jindan cultivation. In such a blink of an eye, you are already in the middle stage of Jindan. Congratulations! However, the title of fellow disciple is quite unfamiliar. Could it be that you and I are not fellow disciples?"
Lin Yi glanced at Yan Qi, who was twirling his long beard in his spare time. He smiled slightly and said to Leng Cui: "I remember that Senior Chen Yuanzi said that those who are from the same sect and are taught by the same teacher are called fellow sects. When a disaster strikes, those who advance and retreat together are called the same sect. We support each other with our heart and soul. , Repaying each other through life and death is called being of the same sect. Lin Yishen agrees with this! And those who share the same path are like-minded. It is okay for us to treat each other as people of the same path! Or not?”
When he said the words of mutual support and retribution of life and death, Lin Yi emphasized his tone intentionally or unintentionally. He looked calm and had a faint smile on his lips.
Xu Shi heard the implication of Lin Yi's words, Leng Cui's face turned pale, and the other party turned to say: "Sect Master Yan is here, can you give me some advice?"
Gu Qiao, who was standing aside, sighed secretly and simply pulled his beard and said nothing. Such a former outer sect disciple has reached the middle stage of Jindan at the age of just over a hundred years old, which is really shocking... ugh! This person is better than others... However, there is something wrong with the earth's veins, and the sect master brought him here. Could it be...?
Yan Qi looked at Leng Cui next to him, coughed lightly, then turned to Lin Yi, and slowly said: "There is something wrong with the earth's veins in Tianji Peak. This sect just came here to take a look. There is nothing wrong with it." His business..." Before he could finish his words, the man had already left in the air, which caught Gu Qiao off guard. He quickly followed with his sword, not forgetting to shout: "My spiritual veins..."
Looking at Leng Cui who was still hesitating on the spot, Lin Yi asked softly: "Master Leng, what do you have to say...?" The other party shook his head and signaled: "It is disrespectful to treat guests like this..."
With a slight raise of his eyebrows, Lin Yiyi had to turn around, stretched out his hand in greeting, and said: "Since Pavilion Master Leng is here, you might as well sit down for a while so that Lin can fulfill his duties as a landlord!"
Looking at Lin Yi carefully, Leng Cui's beautiful face suddenly revealed a smile with unknown meaning. She nodded and said: "That's fine! Sorry!"
"Boy Lin, you are asking for trouble!" Old Long reminded him. Lin Yi smiled bitterly, took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to Dongfang Shuo beside him, and said: "This is the alchemy technique of Danyuan Sect. There is an alchemy furnace and some medicinal herbs. During your free time, you might as well study some and talk about it later..."
"Xuan Tian Clan's skills, Dan Yuan Sect's alchemy skills, tsk tsk! I wonder if you have any good things in your body..." Leng Cui said quietly.
Lin Yi signaled Dongfang Shuo to leave on his own, and then smiled casually and said, "What are the good things that belong to others? Haha! I thought the ones that belong to me are the treasures! Please..."
Yan Qi imposed the identity of an elder on him, and the cave where Lin Yi lived was quite spacious. There are four or five stone rooms of varying sizes, with all the necessary items available. In the stone chamber facing the entrance of the cave, the ground is covered with a mat of cattail grass. He sat cross-legged and motioned to the visitors to help themselves.
Leng Cui nodded lightly, then sat down gracefully, and asked casually: "How is it here?" Seeing the other party's noncommittal raised corners of his mouth, she smiled sweetly and said: "We have a visitor, but there is no one here. Hospitality…”
Lin Yi raised his hand to hold out two wine jars and said: "I am a rough man, I only know how to drink..."
The wine jar in front of me was nothing more than a vulgar object made of mud, and the content it contained was ordinary soju. Pursing her lips and smiling, Leng Cui shook her head gently and said: "It is recorded in the classics that the popularity of wine comes from ancient times, starting from the emperor. Among all living beings, how many are good drinkers? Some people regard it as a thing to forget worries and a broom. , It’s just about relieving worries and bringing joy! And wine is also divided into three, six or nine grades. Thin water and few soups are also wine, and fine wine is also wine. It should be noted that the top grade wine is fruit wine and flower wine. If you still drink this kind of grain wine, how are you different from those peddlers and slaves? What is the elegance in this wine...?"
As she spoke, Leng Cui produced a delicate jade pot in her hand, and continued: "This is brewed from the dew of hundreds of flowers. It accumulates into flavor and accumulates the fragrance for a long time. It contains the aura of heaven and earth, and has the fragrance of hundreds of flowers..."
"Haha! You can't do more than what's in the cup! Rough people like me only drink this vulgar thing for pleasure!" Lin Yi chuckled, grabbed the wine jar, and drank it down. Someone laughed in the sea of consciousness: "Haha! Boy Lin, you have three points of the spirit of my 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 what she was holding in a bored manner and let the other person drink up the whole jar of wine. Then she said, "As the saying goes, you can't be more beautiful than your clothes. As a woman, I can't do that either." Free 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 of the world. It has the function of beautifying and rejuvenating the beauty, and is also called the 'Beauty Pill'. However, it is a spiritual thing after all. ..." As if he liked seeing Lin Yi embarrassed, Old Long 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 post in front of him 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 sutra in 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 a piece of insight about Yuanying. Why can't you give me the entire sutra? It can also be used as a reference for our cultivation. It should be noted that the insights of Yuanying's cultivation 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 filled with an accusing look, 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 words to add more heat, maybe she would be able to gain something.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yi, who seemed to be hesitant, suddenly raised his head, and his face was no longer smiling. 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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