Chapter 1098: Making Tea and Discussing Heroes

I Became Emperor, Golden Finger Came Chapter 1098: Making Tea and Discussing Heroes

Meng Chuan and the owner of the restricted area sat opposite each other. The two boys stood behind the owner of the restricted area. No one spoke for a while.

Taste the tea first.

Meng Chuan felt the taste of the forbidden tea tree bursting into his mouth.

It is neither fragrant nor sweet.

But it was bitter, so severe that Meng Chuan was so bitter that his tongue was numb and his whole body was numb.

There is no sweetness after the bitterness. The so-called sweetness comes after all the bitterness, sometimes it is just a kind of comfort.

After the intense bitter taste passed, there was a sour, endless sour feeling.

This sour feeling penetrates directly into the depths of the soul.

This is not serious tea, it cannot help people realize enlightenment, and it does not have a fragrant and sweet taste, only this bitter and astringent taste.

This was planted by the owner of the restricted area himself. It is just an ordinary tea plant. It is different because the people who grow the tea are different.

Just this bitter and astringent taste, if some people with low cultivation level drink it, they may die of bitterness and astringency.

Well, although Meng Chuan is also a person with low cultivation level, there are naturally some differences at this time.

Feeling the two flavors raging on his taste buds, Meng Chuan squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying it.

He also felt bitter and astringent, but to him, it had a different taste.

Meng Chuan looked at the sapphire-like lake in front of him, admiring the scenery and savoring the taste.

This lake is very beautiful, the lake is crystal clear and dreamy, and occasionally the wind blows, causing ripples in the lake.

Every ripple is like a sea of ​​stars shaking.

This is a cosmic lake composed of countless seas of stars.

After the taste dissipated from his mouth, Meng Chuan sighed in praise.

“Good tea.”

The owner of the restricted area laughed when he heard Meng Chuan's evaluation.

"Except for myself, there are eight people who have drank this tea. This is the first time that Taoist friend has commented like this."

"It seems that fellow Taoist is also a tea lover."

Meng Chuan nodded lightly, "I have drank the best tea in the world, and I have also drunk it with others in the mortal world. To me, no matter what kind of tea, it has a unique flavor."

"Oh?" The owner of the restricted area became interested, "In the eyes of Taoist friends, what kind of tea can be called the best in the world?"

"Could it be the ancient tea tree with the third spiritual root in heaven and earth?"

The owner of the restricted area is also very knowledgeable about tea trees and also likes drinking tea. He can be called a fellow of Meng Chuan.

And the ancient tea tree of enlightenment he mentioned, since it has a third spiritual root of heaven and earth, naturally refers to the ancient tea tree of enlightenment that has not been divided into two and is still at its peak effect.

Meng Chuan felt a little weird in his heart. Was he going to make tea and talk about heroes?

However, Meng Chuan could also see the attitude of the owner of the restricted area and couldn't help but admire this young man.

Well, the master of the restricted area is older than Meng Chuan. A hundred Meng Chuan combined may not be as old as the master of the restricted area.

Teacher Meng couldn't help but admire this old man.

Friends of the Tea Ceremony.

"Although the third spiritual root is wonderful, it can have some effect on the king of immortality. It can be called the supreme treasure, but it cannot be called the best tea tree in the world."

Meng Chuan chuckled and shook his head, "As for what is the best tea in the world..."

"As a guest, I brought out tea to entertain fellow Taoists. Fellow Taoists won't blame me, right?" Meng Chuan asked the owner of the restricted area.

"Hahahaha, fellow Taoist, you are serious. If I could taste the best tea in the world, I would be happy before it was too late." The owner of the restricted area laughed.

"Then please taste it, fellow Taoist." Meng Chuan took out the tea leaves, and the owner of the restricted area motioned his two boys to make tea. There was no reason to let Meng Chuan do it.

After everything was done, the owner of the restricted area smiled and drank the best tea in the world.

Suddenly there were stars and rivers flowing in his eyes, thousands of things were arising and dying, and divine light was shining brightly.

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone himself even lit up a little bit, seeming to have received some nourishment.

The owner of the restricted area just held the teacup quietly, comprehending this smell and meaning.

After a long time, the owner of the forbidden area sighed softly and put down the tea cup.

“The best tea in the world, worthy of its name.”

"If I'm not wrong, Taoist friend's tea leaves are not yet ripe, so they are number one. They really are number one."

The tea leaves that Meng Chuan took out were naturally the tea leaves that were not yet mature and were still hanging on the tree.

After the Good Fortune Tea Tree adapted to the rules of the Zhetian World, it returned to its peak. The tea leaves produced from its own personality have some effect on understanding the way of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

Naturally, it can be called the best tea in the world.

Unfortunately, the growth cycle of such tea is too long, and Meng Chuan has not fully matured even after going back to ancient times.

Now, Meng Chuan reluctantly picked more than ten pieces of these immature tea leaves and occasionally took them out to enjoy.

Such an approach would naturally be a loss for normal monks, but for Meng Chuan, it was still worth it.

Moreover, as the first creation tea tree to bear perfect tea leaves in the world of Zhetian, this time it has three thousand leaves.

Meng Chuan only picked more than ten pieces, and occasionally took them out to taste the same, so it was not a big problem.

If it weren't for the fact that the owner of the restricted area is also a tea ceremony person, another Immortal King would want to drink Meng Chuan's only small amount of good fortune tea in front of him...

Not to mention doors, there are no windows.

The owner of the forbidden area still has some aftertaste of the taste just now. This is the first tea in the world and the first time he has tasted it.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."

"You're welcome." Meng Chuan shook his head gently and said:

"Fellow Taoist just said that in addition to fellow Taoist himself, there are eight people who have drank your tea. They must all be earth-shattering figures."

"Now they are all the ones who are dancing in the sky and the earth. Why are fellow Taoists still cultivating in the restricted area? After we get out, there will be more opportunities."

Meng Chuan stared at the owner of the restricted area and said: "At least it can prevent the situation of fellow Taoist from getting worse."

"Fellow Taoist has a keen eye." The master of the restricted area knew that Meng Chuan had seen through his current state, and a look of sadness appeared on his face.

"Those eight people are naturally amazing and talented people who shocked ancient history."

"From the early years of Immortal Ancient to the last years of Immortal Ancient, I have traces of them."

"I also taught them and guided them forward."

"Some of them are from the Chaos Clan, some are the geniuses of the Golden Crow Clan in the Immortal Realm, and some are the proud daughters of the Human Race. Their achievements are all amazing, and the worst ones have also entered the Immortal Realm."

"Even more outstanding people are only one step away from our field."

Meng Chuan nodded, "From what my fellow Taoist said, they are all outstanding young people."

There must be no mediocrity among these people who have a master-disciple relationship with the Lord of the Forbidden Zone.

For example, if the young people of the Golden Crow tribe are attracted by the lord of the restricted area, they must be the leaders of the Golden Crow tribe.

The Golden Crow clan is extremely powerful in the Immortal Realm. It is said that there are two or three Immortal Kings.

The most horrifying thing is that it is said that the Immortal Realm Method was developed by an ancestor king of the Golden Crow tribe together with other peerless beings.

That was the way they tried to defeat the king and become the emperor.

You can imagine the horror of this clan, which is absolutely top-notch in the fairyland.

"It's a pity that they are all dead." The owner of the restricted area sighed.

"I have embarked on a road destined to death and no life, and everything has been reduced to ashes."

"My condolences, fellow Taoist."

Meng Chuan nodded, indicating that he understood.

He had known the story of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone for a long time, but he could not show that he knew it, so he could only follow the stranger's reaction.

The stranger's reaction was that since fellow Taoist disciples have accepted eight awesome disciples, they are guaranteed to go out. Wouldn't there be more opportunities if they go out of the restricted area?

If Meng Chuan acts like he knows everything about your past, the owner of the restricted area will definitely become suspicious.

You investigated me so clearly, what on earth do you want to do?

He said, "Who sent you here? Whose instructions are you under? What is your purpose?"

If this is done, many subsequent matters will become impossible to discuss and the road will be blocked.

"Fellow Taoist came to see me. What's the matter?" The owner of the restricted area didn't want to mention the past anymore and asked about Meng Chuan.

A strong man in the same field as himself was wandering in front of his house. It was impossible for him to stop by for a cup of tea.

There must be a clear goal.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to go on that road again and take a look?" Meng Chuan asked with a smile.

The eyes of the owner of the restricted area suddenly erupted with a terrifying light.

The stars and rivers have dried up, and everything has ceased.

Meng Chuan was calm and composed, what the hell.

Do you still want to hit me?