He felt something for a moment.

A sense of urgency to constantly strive for self-improvement arises spontaneously.

He discovered that his cultivation had improved without him noticing.

The magic power flows like jade liquid, extremely sticky, and keeps moving through the limbs and bones.

He discovered that his magical power was even stronger than before.

Li Xiucai and the young man went out, and there was the sound of wind and snow outside the window.

The fire in the house was burning brightly, and steam was rising.

Ye Yang drank a lot of wine, and then drank a lot of tea.

It was not until the early morning that Ye Yang slowly fell asleep.

That night, there was heavy snowfall and the mountains and towns were completely silent.

Only the crackling sound of burning wood from the campfire inside the house made people sleep more soundly.

He hadn't had such a sweet sleep for a long time.

the next day.

The sun rises and purple air spreads across the sky.

Ye Yang took a deep breath, and the purple energy of the sun entered his nostrils and circulated in his body.

Wake up.

Ye Yang felt as if his body was filled with a warm and powerful magical power.

He closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling every detail of the magic power flowing in his body.

The magic power is purer and more powerful, carrying an ancient and mysterious aura.

There seems to be something different.

As time went by, Ye Yang felt that his meridians were gradually widening under the influence of this magical power.

The jade-like magic power in Dantian was also becoming thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His body seemed to be undergoing a complete transformation.

This realization in his mind made him make special progress.

A sudden enlightenment arose in Ye Yang's heart.

He realized that his current state of cultivation was steadily moving towards the realm of true person.

In this state, his understanding of cultivation and his perception of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth reached a whole new level.

Ye Yang did not dare to slack off at all. He accelerated the circulation of his magic power and felt that his strength was increasing rapidly.

He knew that he had reached a whole new realm.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ye Yang's gaze flashed with a firm and deep light.

"The path of cultivation does not lie in increasing strength overnight, but in continuous accumulation and understanding."

Ye Yang said to himself, his voice was calm, but it revealed an unshakable determination.

The experience of becoming a mortal during this period of time has completely calmed his mind. He can carefully perceive everything that is happening around him and has made remarkable progress.

So he locked up his magic power and physical body, and began to concentrate more on his daily routine of brewing and making tea, immersing himself in the world of this teahouse.

But Old Li didn’t come today, and neither did the young man.

I heard that in the past few days, many people have spotted traces of the Dayun Dynasty's Eastern Zhuxian Army near Taoan Market, and it seems that they are planning something bad to do to Taoan Market.

For a time, everyone was in danger and dared not go out. They could only hide in Taoan Market, and many people also flowed in from outside.

Therefore, the flow of people in the market is getting bigger and bigger.

Even Ye Yang's shabby teahouse, located in the most remote street corner, has some life in front of its door.

But there are still very few people drinking tea.

This evening.

The heavy snow that had been falling for several days not only did not stop, but it became heavier.

The streets and rooftops were covered with a thick layer of snow.

Seeing that there was no one around, Ye Yang closed the door and prepared to rest again, but he suddenly heard crying sounds.

Ye Yang didn't take it seriously. There were too many miserable people in this world.

He had no intention of interfering too much.

Boom!
He closed the door.

But I never thought that the door was only half closed, and a pair of snow-white hands stretched out from outside the door.
Then a figure appeared in Ye Yang's eyes.

She has fair skin, a gentle personality, delicate features with a hint of charm, and her whole body exudes a strong feminine charm.

Because the winter was too cold, she was covered with a layer of silver fox fur, which looked very luxurious. Her pair of snow-white thighs like jade pillars shone with an alluring light in the night, and it was hard to tell whether it was the legs or the snow.

"Sir, the shop is closing soon."

Ye Yang spoke.

But the woman did not leave. Instead, she looked at him blankly and said.

"Is this teahouse yours?"

Ye Yang nodded.

"I want tea."

Her words and attitude were very domineering, and Ye Yang wanted to ignore her.

But the woman had tears in her eyes, and it was obvious that she had just cried. The sound of her crying made him feel pity.

He quietly savored this special feeling.

In the past, he would not have had such complicated emotions.

But now, he is just like an ordinary mortal who runs a shop, with all human emotions and desires.

"Why, I came here for tea, and you want to turn away the guest?"

After hearing what she said, Ye Yang smiled and led her inside.

She boiled water, washed tea leaves and brewed tea skillfully. A light was dim, snow was blowing outside the window but the house was warm inside.

Ye Yang brought her a ceramic bowl.

But she didn't drink tea, or rather, the purpose of his coming in was not to drink tea.

Besides, how could that crude tea bowl compare to her snow-white skin and beautiful face.

She looked at the tea bowl and then at Ye Yang, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, her beautiful eyes, bright and shining, stared at Ye Yang and spoke.

"You have a dark complexion and rough hands. Are you a vulgar person?"

Her words were a little strange, but Ye Yang still answered.

"I have no skills, nor any accomplishments. I can only work hard, make a big bowl of tea, and earn a few cents. The girl is right. I am indeed a vulgar and lowly person."

"You have no cultivation and no master, but you are at the bottom of this market."

Ye Yang nodded.

"What the girl said is true."

"I am dressed in silk and satin, and a silver fox fur coat. I come from a distinguished and wealthy family. Am I a distinguished guest?"

Ye Yang nodded and glanced at the girl. If his guess was correct, the silver fur coat she was wearing was made of the finest snow silver fox.

This kind of fox lives in the Arctic and has silver fur without a single color. Its fur cannot protect against wind, fire, and lightning. Its only advantage is that it is extremely comfortable.

Moreover, its production is extremely rare, so it is a first-class luxury item.

The necklace the other person was wearing was made of the finest Kunlun jade, which was warm and crisp, and was also an extremely rare item.

From this, it can be seen that her background is indeed extraordinary, especially compared to Ye Yang, a low-level peasant, it can be said to be extremely noble.

"In that case, come over here."

The woman raised her head, her eyes filled with tears. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but it was clearly heard by Ye Yang.

Ye Yang didn't know what she was thinking, so he walked over quietly.

The red fire flickered a faint light, illuminating the faces of the two people.

Suddenly, she stood up, stretched out her snow-white arms, hugged Ye Yang tightly, then attacked with her red lips, groping Ye Yang up and down.

"This? What are you doing?"

Ye Yang was startled, but the woman continued to touch him, her soft hands slowly moving across his chest and back. She took off Ye Yang's clothes.

Discover Ye Yang's abdominal muscles, pectoral muscles, and high arched muscles.

It seems a little unexpected.

"I didn't expect you to have such a good figure."

She hugged Ye Yang tightly with her soft and fragrant body, crossed her legs, took off her clothes, revealing her body as white as snow, and lay in Ye Yang's arms.

At that moment, the warmth and softness of jade entered my arms.

Ye Yang wanted to refuse, he was not the kind of person who could not walk when he saw a woman.

But at this moment, an extremely excited feeling came over him, he was extremely excited, his whole body was full of strength and excitement.

He can sense it.

The woman in front of him was just an ordinary mortal and had no magical powers.

And now, he is just like an ordinary person.

With the seven emotions and six desires, this desire is difficult to suppress.

next moment.

The absolutely beautiful woman suddenly pushed him to the ground, sat on him, and pressed down with her charming body.

Ye Yang was passive throughout the whole process.

There is a high joy.

"I didn't expect that an old guy like you would have such good physical strength."

She looked at Ye Yang, her beautiful eyes shining with lust and unimaginable surprise.

Her long hair is loose and her snow-white body is whiter than snow.

"You can use more force."

The next moment Ye Yang stood up suddenly, picked her up and put her on the table, but she took the initiative to hug Ye Yang's waist.

"A noble woman like me, does that make you feel excited?"

"Who allows that only men can have affairs? If we women want to, we can do the same."

"Since he dares to seduce women, I dare to seduce men. He is of noble status and looks down on any low-level monks, but I want to find the ugliest and poorest low-level monks to make peace with."

Her beautiful face was distorted, she looked very angry but also very sad.

Tears ran down her cheeks and dripped onto Ye Yang's chest.

She knew that this action might ruin her reputation, but she no longer cared.

She wanted to make him pay the price, she wanted to humiliate herself, and she was looking for targets among the lower-level monks.

She was looking for the ugliest and poorest monk.

She wanted to let him know his status, accomplishments, and wealth.

To her it was like a floating cloud.

She moved with a heart-wrenching motion.

This feeling of a woman in control of everything brought her great pleasure.

The fragrant buttocks
Two snow-white legs covered with fine beads of sweat.

Exquisite facial features and bright and sexy red lips.

Both of them are as wild and domineering as wild beasts.

This was something she had never felt before.

They waited until the early morning, and finally they were exhausted and slowly fell asleep.

When Ye Yang opened his eyes again, he found that it was already early morning.

But there was no trace of anyone around him anymore.

Only the lingering fragrance in the room proved that last night's beauty was not false.

"She must be sad about something."

Ye Yang thought to himself that he didn't know who the other person was, where he came from, or what his name was.

But I can feel a glimpse of the past through what she does and says.

Since that night, the woman has never come again.

Ye Yang continued to make and sell tea, and everything went on as normal.

But there were still few customers, and Li Xiucai only came a few times during this period.

It was said that the young cultivator was called Jin Xiaoyi, and had joined the Zishan Gang as he wished some time ago.

During the conversation, he expressed envy and emotion several times.

Before I knew it, a month had passed.

The middle-aged woman came again and asked Ye Yang if he wanted to renew the lease.
She seemed to have noticed how desolate the teahouse had been during this period, and she was not very confident in asking for spirit stones.

He even took the initiative to reduce some of the spirit stones, fearing that Ye Yang would not renew the lease.

But she was overthinking it, Ye Yang quickly paid the remaining money.

Continue to operate in this teahouse.

In the first few months, business remained the same and there was no sign of improvement.

After half a year, more and more people came.

But most of them are old customers.

But Ye Yang didn't take it seriously.

Every morning he would get up early, open the shop, carry water, boil water, and clean the tables, chairs and benches skillfully.

Gradually, the neighbors all knew that there was an honest and quiet teahouse owner here, and they gradually developed a good impression of Ye Yang.

Ye Yang was still making tea, but what made him feel uncomfortable was that there was not much tea left from the ancient sword and sword tea tree.

Just as Jin Xiaoyi who left said.

Life shouldn't just be about suffering.

He thought secretly, and thus reduced the amount of tea leaves, using only some tea powder every time he made tea.

In this way, the bitterness of the tea leaves is reduced.

It has attracted a lot of people's likes.

In fact, the increase in the number of customers in teahouses is also due to this reason.

"Shopkeeper Ye, I told you that your teahouse won't be big."

"It's almost been a year, and there are still these fragments. Look at Songfeng Mingyue Tower, there are flowers and snow floating in the green lake, there is Jade Ice Spring, and there are layers of red forests."

"You have never sold as much tea in your entire life as others sell in one day."

Ye Yang was silent for a while, then spoke.

"My tea is different from theirs."

"What's the difference? Aren't they both tea?"

"Oh, by the way, the difference is that their tea is expensive and your tea is cheap."

Ye Yang just smiled and didn't say anything.

Time passed slowly. In a year, the teahouse also gained some fame.

That day, a well-dressed middle-aged man walked into the teahouse. Looking at the bleak and gloomy environment, he couldn't help but frowned.

"I heard that your tea has a special flavor. Give me a bowl so I can taste it."

Ye Yang quickly brought him a bowl of tea.

The middle-aged man's eyes became brighter and brighter after seeing the tea soup.

Different from those peasants, he has traveled far and wide and has a wide range of experience.

When the tea soup is poured out, although there is no strong aroma, one can tell at a glance that the tea is clear and the tea foam is not messy, which means it is a top-quality tea.

……

After reviewing it all night, it is finally released now. I am convinced. (End of this chapter)