The Chongxuan Sect occupies a vast area with complex landforms and diverse climates, and grows many kinds of tea trees. Some of these tea trees are wild and some are carefully cultivated. Many people in the sect are also proficient in making spiritual tea, and Chongxuan has no shortage of spiritual tea to drink.
But none of these can compare to what Xi Yunting made himself.
There are two reasons for this.
First, the tea species is special. The tea trees Xi Yunting selected have very demanding growing conditions. Only those that grow in the cracks of rocks and absorb mist as water meet his requirements.
And the tea leaves he chooses must be the tender buds left after germinating in the spring and experiencing a cold wind. Such tea leaves taste better and have more spiritual energy.
The second reason is naturally his unique stir-frying method. Xi Yunting's ability to control the fire element and his skill of stir-frying tea with bare hands are something that many people cannot master.
From picking, to rolling, frying, and drying, the whole process is controlled by magic, and neither hands nor utensils will have any contact with the tea leaves. Only the spiritual tea fried in this way can be called the first spiritual tea of Chongxuan.
Every time Xi Yunting made a spiritual tea, it attracted the covetousness of the top leaders of Chongxuan, who tried every means to get some.
Many years have passed since Xi Yunting left the mountain gate. The spiritual tea collected by Taixuan Zhenren, the current head of the Zhongxuan Sect, had long been looted by those elders and managers whose noses were sharper than dogs.
He had been spoiled by his bad taste and always felt that other spiritual teas were missing something.
Taixuan was too embarrassed to call his nephew back from training outside just for a cup of tea. He could only endure it like this, almost losing his appetite.
Therefore, when the senior brother's successor who was in retreat went to bring a message to his nephew, he hurriedly called Zhao Fang over to ask. Knowing that his senior brother wanted his nephew to return to the sect for retreat, Taixuan looked calm, but he was happy in his heart, and he specifically reminded Zhao Fang to remember to report to him when he came back.
Zhao Fang is an elite among the third generation disciples of Chongxuan. Since the sect leader had personally given the order, he naturally would not forget such an important matter, and he rushed to report to Taixuan early in the morning.
Taixuan said he had done a good job and casually ordered his subordinates to give him a reward. Zhao Fang received praise and reward from the head of the sect and happily returned to his residence to rest.
Tai Xuan still maintained the dignity of the headmaster, but his fingers were tapping briskly on the armrests. He thought about calling nephew Xi over the next day and hinting at him. Now is the perfect time of the year, so don't waste the spring.
Tai Xuan thought to himself that Junior-nephew Xi respected his master very much. The first batch was usually presented to the old man as a gift, and these old guys didn't have that much face, so it wasn't their turn. The old man was also very stingy and would not let go easily, so he couldn't get anything out of his hands.
Even if there is no first crop, the next crop will be good. When it is collected, it will be stored in a jade jar and can be drunk for several years. This time, no matter what, no one can come to him to ask for money again...
Taixuan was sitting upright in the main seat, thinking about how to deal with those shameless old guys if they came again, when he heard a report from outside and a person hurried in.
Taixuan looked up and saw that the person coming was Yin He, a manager of the Office of Management.
"When do you need to report?" he asked.
Yin He looked around and found that Tai Xuan was the only one in the hall. He said in a low voice with a bit of embarrassment: "Master, I have something important to discuss with Zhao Fang. When I heard that he was coming to see you, I ran over in a hurry. I didn't know he had left. Please forgive me."
Tai Xuan was a little unhappy, "You are too reckless, young man! You don't even know how to ask clearly."
This was because Tai Xuan saw that Yin He was a junior of his nephew's generation. Although they did not have the same master, they were more or less related, so he gave him some face. Otherwise, he would have scolded him directly.
Yin He apologized again, and Tai Xuan was no longer so harsh. He softened his tone and said, "Tell me, what's the matter that's so urgent? It made you so anxious that you came to me to find someone."
Yin He hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that Junior Brother... Junior Brother has found someone he loves."
Tai Xuan looked at him steadily, and after a while he chuckled, "You youngsters are too naughty. You joke about such things, aren't you afraid that Junior Brother Xi will get angry?"
Yin He wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at Tai Xuan's face, and said, "That's what Zhao Fang said. It's said that he saw it with his own eyes!"
Tai Xuan was surprised, "Oh? Could it be true?"
Yin He hurriedly said, "I am not sure whether it is true or not, so I rushed to find him. This matter concerns my junior brother, so I dare not be careless. If it is a rumor, it must be stopped immediately."
Tai Xuan thought for a moment and said, "In that case, why don't you go and ask the person involved directly? I remember that you have a good relationship with Junior Brother Xi, right? By the way, ask for me..." Tai Xuan coughed, "Does your Junior Brother have any recent rock tea? Remember to report back to me after you ask."
Because tea trees grow in rocks, Xi Yunting's tea is also called Chongxuan rock tea. Rock tea is a category of tea, but when people in Chongxuan talk about rock tea, they are referring to Xi Yunting's tea.
Yin He would sometimes follow his master to have a sip of rock tea, and he immediately understood what he meant and responded with a smile.
He left Taixuan's residence, rushed for a distance, and flew to Xi Yunting's Zhenwo Building. It was almost noon.
He fell far behind and walked to the front of the True Self Building. In front of the building was a lawn that had not been taken care of for a long time, with dry grass mixed with new greenery. His Taoist robe was ankle-length, and the noise he made when he walked past would definitely be heard by the people in the house. It was just like the doorbell ringing, a courtesy call.
Yin He walked so close, but no one came out. He had no choice but to raise his voice and said to the door: "Junior brother, I'm here to visit you."
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. Even if one was sitting quietly, such a loud noise would have woken people up. Yin He thought, Xi Yunting must not be here.
He floated in the air and looked around.
Xi Yunting had just returned, and his master Tai Su was still in seclusion, so he would definitely not disturb him. He didn't have any friends to visit, and it was even more impossible for him to visit any elders at this time, because if he went to the door now, he would definitely be asked for new tea in a roundabout way.
When Yin He thought of this, he had an idea, and he went straight to the back mountain of Zhenwo Building.
He really guessed it right. After walking around for a long time, he saw Xi Yunting on a cliff halfway up the mountain.
"Junior brother, you are here. It made it easy for me to find you!" Yin He said happily.
Xi Yunting turned his head and glanced at him, then said calmly, "Brother Yin, what do you want from me?"
Yin He looked at him. Although his face showed no expression, his aura was even stronger. For a moment, Yin He did not dare to ask him if he really had a crush on someone.
Yin He stood there without saying anything. Xi Yunting frowned slightly. Yin He suddenly had an idea and said, "Actually, the headmaster asked me to come over and ask if you have any extra rock tea left?"
Yin He's question was not a knowing question. Xi Yunting always kept some of the tea he made for himself.
Xi Yunting said: "No. If you want the latest rock tea, you have to wait a while."
Yin He didn't hold out much hope, so he nodded: "Then I will go back to the headmaster like this."
Xi Yunting said "hmm", thinking that Yin He came for this matter, and then turned around and continued picking tea.
On a protruding rock on the cliff, there grew a small tree, with a twisted and varied shape, ancient and majestic. The few trunks were strong, with branches sticking out into the air. At the bottom of the tree, the roots were directly exposed, firmly rooted in the rock, and deep into the cracks in the stone.
Xi Yunting floated in the treetops, stretched out his slender white fingers, and used his true energy to neatly break off the two-inch or three-inch tea tips from a distance.
Yin He didn't finish his question, of course he refused to leave. He watched Xi Yunting picking tea leaves and found that Xi Yunting's cultivation had improved this time and his control of his true energy had become more detailed.
Although he was Xi Yunting's senior brother, he was not as strong as Xi Yunting in controlling his true energy. He was so fascinated by what he saw for a moment.
The tea leaves on this tree have been picked. Although the tiny buds don't look big, they weigh more than two kilograms when put together.
Xi Yunting still did not touch them with his hands, but directly put the sprouts into a magical device similar to a storage box for safekeeping.
This surprised Yin He a little. He thought Xi Yunting would make tea from each plant as usual.
"Brother Yin, is there anything else?" Xi Yunting turned around.
Yin He hurriedly asked, "Why don't you go back? I saw that you picked a lot. Are you going to do a lot this time?"
There is no fixed amount of rock tea to be made each time. The amount depends entirely on Xi Yunting's mood.
Xi Yunting nodded: "There is more to do this time."
Yin He said, "If you really want to do more, why not give me some. Senior brother won't ask for yours for nothing, I will exchange it with you for good things!"
Xi Yunting frowned and wanted to refuse, but he remembered the gift he gave to Xiaodi when he first met him, which seemed to be very much liked by Xiaodi.
I don’t know what good stuff he is talking about this time. It would be best if Xiaodi likes it.
"Okay." He agreed, but with a condition, "You just have to help me pick tea."
This time he wanted to prepare some for Xiaodi, so he didn't have the extra energy to prepare some for others. Yin He came at the right time, and with his help, he not only had his own portion, but also the portion that the elders asked for.
Yin He had no idea that he was being drafted. This was the first time he could get tea from Xi Yunting. And this tea belonged to him completely. He would never have to ask his master for tea again.
Yin He suddenly became full of energy. He and Xi Yunting each took a piece of fruit and picked them carefully according to the way of their junior fellow apprentice.
It wasn't until he did it himself that he realized how difficult it was.
It was easy for him to tear and chop with his true energy, but it was a bit difficult for him to control his true energy to gently break only the thin stems of the tender buds without touching the nearby branches.
The difficulty here is not in picking one or two tea leaves, but in picking hundreds or even thousands of tea tips from a century-old tea tree, and maintaining the same level of precision and strength from beginning to end. It really tests one's perseverance and patience!
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