You know what, there are so many talented people in the world, and many of their drinks are really delicious.

Some are sour and sweet, and even guys like Xin Jinrui like to drink them.

While drinking, Xin Jinrui was thinking about how to replicate these drinks so that he could make them for his master when he returned.

Master is not interested in other things and just likes to eat and drink.

As disciples, they should try their best to satisfy her.

Everyone expressed enthusiastic praise for Xin Jinrui's initiative, and then began to wander around, finding more drinks for him to try, and then thinking about replicating them.

When An Haoyang came over, he just heard them wondering what was in a drink.

When he learned that they were going to prepare drinks for Mu Shiyue, he couldn't help but feel complicated.

Anyway, he had never seen many disciples so enthusiastic about getting food and drink for their master.

After all, not many masters focus so much on eating and drinking, they all work hard to cultivate their skills.

Of course, he was even more surprised that after Xin Jinrui drank these drinks, he actually told him the recipes in detail!

If he didn't know that Xin Jinrui was a sword cultivator, he would have thought he was a professional cook!

Which swordsman spends all day thinking about how to cook?

Indeed, Wan Xuanzong is not an ordinary sect!

"Let's go to the tea and wine section?" An Haoyang said, "There are some good ones there."

"Tuo."

Xin Jinrui had already written down the recipe he had figured out and readily agreed to go somewhere else.

So, everyone went to the tea area first.

As soon as they entered, they saw a group of people gathered in front of a stall.

"What are you doing? It's so lively?" Ke Chongbo looked over there and rushed over to join in the fun.

Soon, he came back with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Everyone was curious.

"You guys go over and take a look." Ke Chongbo had a strange expression on his face and did not give a direct answer.

Everyone was puzzled, but followed anyway.

Later, they saw a group of men and women with grimacing faces and out-of-control expressions.

Some of them kept trembling, while others were even dancing.

Everyone: “…”

Is this some horrible ritual?

"They're drinking tea, right?" Jiang Yunnuan asked doubtfully, "Is there anyone whose tea is as bitter as ours?"

Qin Yiwei's mouth twitched, and she looked at her, "Is there a possibility... this is our tea?"

Jiang Yunnuan: "..."

Later, they heard a guest calling out to his friends, "Come over quickly, there's a kind of tea here that's really delicious!"

When my friends came, they were also suffering so much that they put on masks of pain, and then the others laughed.

It’s okay to suffer yourself, but you can’t let your friends have it easy!

This is a bitter experience!

But you know what, although this tea is bitter, it is really full of spiritual energy!

As a result, this stall has the most customers.

This scene also made everyone in Wan Xuanzong happy.

Who wouldn’t be happy when their own tea is recognized by their guests?

"Here is a kind of tea, it tastes delicious!" Liu Yizi waved at them.

A group of people rushed over.

"Hey, it's really good to drink!"

“This spiritual energy is quite sufficient!”

"Have another drink!"

"Don't move!" Qin Yivi suddenly shouted, "Stop drinking!"

Everyone was confused and asked, "What happened?"

Qin Yivi's eyes were terrifying, as if they were about to spit fire.

How dare those people bring things from the demonic realm here to harm everyone?!