Fortunately, he let go quickly, otherwise the energy of the tea leaves and swords would have forced into his brain and he would have died for sure.

"It's such a waste to dirty my tea leaves."

The tea leaves fell to the ground, covered with dust, and the green leaves were already a little dirty.

Suddenly, a footstep came into view.

The man, wearing a coarse linen shirt, bent down to pick up the tea leaves, blew away the dust on them, and put them back into the bamboo basket, doing it with ease and naturally, as if he had merged with the world.

They are all very ordinary actions, but it seems that every word and sentence has some extraordinary charm.

The figure turned around and looked at him.

The moment Ye Yang appeared out of nowhere, He Ren's face was filled with horror. He had forgotten what to do and just stared at Ye Yang motionlessly.

My hands were shaking constantly.

Having just been injured by the sword and ancient tea leaves, tears and blood were still flowing from his eyes.

His face was pale, his forehead was injured by the knife, and the skin between his eyebrows was cut.

in his eyes.

He didn't even notice this person coming over just now.

Upon closer inspection, this man was clearly an ordinary shopkeeper, with nothing unusual about him.

But this person was able to easily take the tea leaves that almost killed him with a knife and put them in the bamboo strips.

Even the pile of tea leaves placed on the bamboo strips were roasted by him.

How could he not know that he had met a senior master?

The mystery is unfathomable, and the cultivation is as difficult to fathom as the mountains and the sea.

This person is a disciple of Hongchun Temple. During this period of time, he came to visit Wang's family in the south of the city.

After hearing Uncle Purple Hair speak highly of this tea and say it was a creation of heaven and earth, he volunteered to go to the tea shop.

I want to find this magical tea so I can present it to my uncle master.

After searching for a while, he finally found his target, but he was frightened by that ordinary tea leaf.

Even if this tea was given to him, he wouldn't be able to accept it.

At this moment, he was even more frightened by Ye Yang, especially when he saw the calm demeanor of the teahouse owner.

At this moment, let alone taking the tea leaves, even if I wanted to run, my legs would feel trembling and I would not be able to escape.

"What are you here for?"

Ye Yang looked at this person.

When this person heard Ye Yang's words, he quickly reacted. He quickly bent down respectfully and spoke to Ye Yang.

"I am honored to meet you, Senior. I am a disciple of Hongchun Temple. I am very honored to meet you today."

Ye Yang didn't wait for him to say more and spoke with a frown.

"What on earth are you doing here?"

At this moment, he could feel a chill in the room, a feeling of fear and suffocation, invading his body like a violent storm.

His face turned pale, and he suddenly woke up the next moment. He thought quickly, smiled, and spoke.

"Senior, I am here to drink tea."

"Since you are drinking tea, you can bring all the spiritual stones with you."

Ye Yang looked at him and said.

"A bowl of tea and a broken spirit stone."

After saying that, Ye Yang poured a cup of tea.

Ye Yang's voice was flat, but he looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I don't have any broken spirit stones here, only complete spirit stones."

After he finished speaking, he took out a spiritual stone that shone brightly from his waist.

Ye Yang looked at the spirit stone, frowned and said.

"I need a broken spirit stone."

"This this……"

At this moment, he didn't know what to say. Where could he find the broken spirit stones in such a place?

"In that case, I won't sell this tea."

Ye Yang waved his hand, and the bowl of tea in front of him moved away from the air and was placed steadily on a tray.

He was extremely surprised by the smooth and flowing skills.

"Yes, Senior, I still have a broken spirit stone here."

He suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurriedly broke the spirit stone into pieces, placed it in front of Ye Yang, and said with a smile.

"Senior, please accept it."

Ye Yang put away the broken spirit stone, and the bowl of tea automatically flew in front of him.

The respect in his eyes became even stronger.

He picked up the bowl with both hands and took a sip of tea respectfully.

After taking a sip of tea, his eyes gradually brightened.

There was actually a faint spiritual energy in the spiritual tea, but the quantity was not much, but that was secondary.

The most important thing is that after drinking this bowl of tea, he actually felt his mind and spirit were at peace and extremely peaceful, as if he was one with nature.

“No wonder Master Purple Hair has been searching for this thing for so long. This thing is truly a divine object from heaven. It can only be encountered but not found.”

After he finished his tea, Ye Yang rolled up his hands and said.

"In that case, let's go back."

The words have not yet fallen.

He felt a gust of wind blowing his body out of the door.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself at the end of an alley dozens of miles away. His eyes were filled with fear and horror, and he could not even imagine what was happening.

The strength of this senior is simply unimaginable, and his every move carries the power of heaven and earth.

Could it be that he is a powerful person in the realm of true person?

He was panting uncomfortably. He had come across ordinary warrior-level cultivators before, but none of them were as terrifying as this one.

Those who can become one with heaven and earth and have such a realm and cultivation are probably the legendary powerful ones in the realm of true person, who have such power.

"This must be an unfathomable senior."

"This Feitian Sect is indeed extraordinary. Even in this ordinary market, there are such masters hidden."

"Fortunately, this master has a good temper. Otherwise, I would have died long ago."

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked behind him with fear, and dared not speak again. He tiptoed out.

In the teahouse
After Ye Yang washed the tea bowl, he dried today's tea leaves, closed the door, and fell asleep quietly.

……

Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

This is already the end of the fourth year that Ye Yang has opened a teahouse in Taoan Market.

During these four years, he gave up everything and transformed himself into an ordinary tea shop owner.

For four years, I have become one with the air and the surroundings, and seem to be filled with an indescribable tranquility and harmony.

It is worth mentioning that, thanks to Ye Yang’s hard work, this Wan Fu Sheng Teahouse has also established a firm foothold in the alleys in the south of the city.

Ever since that man was kicked out by Ye Yang two years ago, no one from the Wang family has come to bother him again.

But every morning, the purple-haired Taoist, Wang Huan, and the old man from the Wang family would come to the teahouse first. They would take out three broken spirit stones, order three bowls of tea, hide aside and taste them carefully, and leave after finishing, never daring to disturb him.

Four years have passed, nothing has changed.

Li Xiucai also used the teahouse as a platform to get in touch with the Wang family in the south of the city. Not long ago, I heard that he went to the Wang family in the south of the city and took a job as a copying sutras.

Spring goes and autumn comes, the sun and the moon alternate.

Taoan Market has become more prosperous. Two years ago, there were rumors that the Eastern Zhuxian Army was going to launch a strong attack.

But rumors are just rumors. The Eastern Zhuxian Army seems to be afraid of Feitianmen and has never dared to take action again.

Not long ago, the Hidden Dragon Ranking was updated again. The successor of the Elephant Demon Fist actually climbed to the fourth place by virtue of his record of killing the two wind and snow demons alone.

Yi Qi Chang Qiu Dao Xing He was pushed back to fifth place.

For a time, the situation was turbulent and countless people were gasping for breath. Many people were still looking for the traces of the successor of the Elephant Demon Fist in the hope of receiving rewards from the Eastern Zhuxian Army.

But no clues were found.

At the same time, it was heard that the leader of the Jiutian Sect brought the Jiutian Sect's precious treasure of the Nine Heavens Reincarnation to the Dayun Dynasty in person to pay a visit to the ruler of the Dayun Dynasty, Ren Taxian, but was turned away and no one received him.

On the contrary, it was Ni Hai Xie Fan. Not long ago, the great black sinner Peacock Black Ming King caused quite a stir in Kyoto and once again planned a hundred demons to cause chaos in the capital.

I heard that the Great Black Sin Peacock King was seriously injured. Afterwards, the Dayun Dynasty sent many forces to encircle and suppress the Nihai Xiefan, and now he is being encircled and suppressed.

Scattered like rats.

However, there were still five groups of water demon kings fighting each other, and they were in a fierce conflict with the Eastern Zhuxian Army.

The situation is changing, and the storm seems to be coming.

But Ye Yang still did not return to Feitianmen, but seemed to have become a mortal, continuing to make and sell tea in the teahouse, waiting for the future.
The regular customers of the teahouse also accompany the old tea maker with anticipation and anxiety, welcoming every tomorrow together.

That night, there was another misty snowfall.

The severe winter blocked the earth, and the ground was full of cracks, from east to west, some several feet long, some ten feet long, and some several feet long.

In the blizzard and the cold winter, everything has changed. The sky is gray, presenting a chaotic atmosphere, with clear snow flying all day long.

Ye Yang looked at the gray sky, and soon snowflakes fell all over his shoulders.

"Transform into a mortal, transform into a mortal. What is transformed is the person, and what is cultivated is the mind."

Ye Yang murmured to himself, he had never felt this way before
At the beginning of his practice, what he always wanted in his heart was to pursue the great way, to see the changes in the world, to catch turtles in the five oceans, to grasp the moon in the sky, and to be evergreen forever.

When I was cultivating immortality in the early years, I pursued all supreme goals, but today I seem to have a different feeling.

The so-called spiritual practice is ultimately centered on people, and is about the changes and feelings of the mind.

This is very different from the state that I was seeking during my previous practice.

Just like the three realms of life.

The first thing to look at is the mountain, and the water is just water.

The second level is to see mountains as not mountains and water as not water
By the third level, the mountains are still mountains, and the water is still water.

Life is like tea, and spiritual practice is also like tea.

At this moment, four years of transformation into a mortal seemed like a single thought in life. The mana in his body spun rapidly and crazily, and he opened the door and walked outside.

I took a deep breath, faced the wind and snow, and let the wind and frost blow on my face.

Ye Yang looked up at the vast sky with a firm gaze and spoke slowly.

"I, Ye Yang, will definitely achieve this realm of true person."

He looked at the long, dark alley.

The magic power in his body flowed out without wind, wrapping up the ice and snow on the ground and forming a small vortex.

Gradually, the snowflakes grew larger and larger, being carried by the vortex of magical power and spreading rapidly in all directions.
Before I knew it, another year had passed.

In the late autumn of that year, the ginkgo tree in the backyard was full of yellow leaves, and Ye Yang's face already had many wrinkles.

When the magic power was blocked, his original age was revealed.

Coupled with years of hard life, rolling tea leaves, and carrying mountain spring water on his shoulders, he has gradually shown signs of aging.

Fortunately, the Tianpeng Huamai Curse had already reached the great perfection realm.

The shadow of Lord Tianpeng within the body is also extremely agile.

Even the Sword Demon Ape's true life force often penetrated the body, as if some magical changes were about to happen.

Sometimes, Ye Yang felt as if he had become a demon ape with a sword on his back, walking alone on the vast ancient road between heaven and earth, with the wind and snow falling all over him.

Nowadays, refugees from the outside world are everywhere and evil cultivators are causing chaos.

Many small families were attacked by the evil cultivators, especially the Blood and Bone Cult, which slaughtered several small families and summoned the Netherworld Demon Lord with blood sacrifice.
For a time, there was a rumbling wind and people were panicked.

For many people, Taoan Market has become much safer with the protection of Feitianmen.

But no one expected that something big would happen in the fifth year.

In the fifth year, before winter came, the ginkgo leaves in the backyard had already slowly fallen.

Autumn always gives people rich colors and deep thoughts.

Those leaves hanging stubbornly on the branches hold on, refusing to be blown off by the autumn wind.

But I could never resist the coldness of the autumn wind.

Ye Yang stretched out his hand and tried to catch the yellow leaves flying all over the garden, but he could only feel their lightness and coolness on his fingertips.

And this day, when the ginkgo leaves fell.

Outside Taoan Market, a group of sturdy fire centipedes rushed over from afar, raising dust along the way.

This group of people and horses were steaming hot from running for a long time in late autumn. The horses did not stop sweating until the sun came out and they entered the market town.

But as soon as the sweating stopped, the horse's hair immediately became covered with frost.

A figure was flying in the sky, emitting a hot breath.

"Attention everyone in Tao'an Market, the Eastern Immortal Zhu Army has arrived at Niu Mo River, and all independent cultivators are being recruited."

A man in a Taoist robe, with three strands of black beard on his forehead, flew up into the sky and announced loudly in the market with an expressionless face.

His voice rolled in like thunder and instantly spread throughout the Taoan Market.

For a moment, all the monks stopped what they were doing, looked up, and looked at the man floating in the sky with horror.

"The Eastern Executioner... the Immortal Army is coming?"

Someone said in a trembling voice, full of fear and anxiety.

The Eastern Immortal Army of the Dayun Dynasty actually set its sights on Feitian Gate.

Their appearance undoubtedly brought a huge impact to the peaceful Taoan market.

Some knowledgeable people have already recognized the man flying in the sky.

He is the current leader of Feitian Sect, Fire King Kong King Xijing.

Shortly after Wang Xijing appeared.

A black shadow also dropped from the sky and instantly appeared in front of Taoan Market.

It was a short boy in blood-stained clothes, with a cruel smile on his face and murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"The big boy from the Blood and Bone Cult!"

Someone exclaimed, his voice full of disbelief.

After all, this is an old demon.

He reached the perfect martial artist realm many years ago. I wonder what his purpose is in coming to Taoan Market today.

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(End of this chapter)