"This first cup of tea was meant for you, please don't find it offensive." The old monk put down the teapot, stood up again, slightly hunched over, cupped his hands in greeting, and smiled respectfully, "Please, Holy Maiden, have some tea!"
"Saintess?" Qiao Mei naturally had no idea why a goldfish would be called a saintess, and was momentarily stunned.
"Yes, this little...she is the rare Plum Blossom Saintess of the Spirit Realm." The old monk said, picking up the teapot again, pouring the remaining two cups of tea, and placing them on the table in front of the guest.
The aroma of tea filled the air, but the guests had no interest in drinking it.
"But according to the legends of the spirit world, when the Plum Blossom Saintess appears in the human world, there will be eternal peace in the four seas and eight wastelands..." Mo Tian looked up at the little goldfish. No wonder this jade bed was willing to be her little fish tank. It turned out that she was actually the Plum Blossom Saintess!
"Master, how did you know my identity?" Wan'er pouted, not looking at Mo Tian, but turning to ask the old monk.
“Holy Maiden, since we are old acquaintances, how could you not recognize me? It’s just that we are in a different realm of reincarnation, so it’s no wonder you forgot this old man for a while.” The old monk nodded, a half-smile on his face.
"An old friend?" Wan'er was confused for a moment. Wagging her tail, she racked her brains but couldn't remember where she had seen the old monk in front of her before. "But do we really know each other?"
"Holy Maiden, do not worry, you will remember this old man in the future," the old master comforted her softly.
"So she's the Plum Blossom Saintess!" Qiao Mei, sitting on the other side, raised her eyes and stared at Wan'er in a daze. Then she looked at Mo Tian, who was smiling at Wan'er, and suddenly felt a little uneasy. "Then how did she become a little goldfish?"
“This is her tribulation,” the old monk sighed, “but now that the young old man has come, this tribulation will soon pass.”
As they were talking, Mo Tian frowned, looking thoughtful—from picking up the plum blossom petals to turning them into a little goldfish, he hadn't realized that this quirky little goldfish was actually the Plum Blossom Saintess.
Upon arriving at this small temple, the old monk immediately saw through the little goldfish's true identity.
Mo Tian's gaze fell on the old monk. Feeling ashamed, he recalled the extraordinary things he had encountered before and after entering the temple, including the winged turtle on the back of the old monk's neck...
Suddenly, Mo Tian thought of someone. Who else in the world could possess such supernatural abilities besides him?
"I presume this esteemed guest already knows who I am." The old monk turned to look at Mo Tian, smiling with pursed lips.
"It's you! The Seven-Colored Turtle Immortal, a rare beast that can recognize people by their aura throughout the four seas and eight wastelands!" Mo Tian's eyes shone brightly as he stood up, shaking his head in amazement. "But how is this possible? The Seven-Colored Turtle Immortal, which was said to have disappeared thousands of years ago, has actually reappeared. This is truly astonishing..."
"The old man has always been here; it's just that ordinary people don't see him." The monk nodded, then with a flick of his sleeve, stretched out his arms to both sides. "The tea is getting cold. Please, esteemed guests, have some tea so you can rest in peace."
When you said the word "Rest in Peace!", the old monk seemed to deliberately slow down his speech. His eyes gleamed again, and from any angle, his gaze seemed to be fixed on the people around him...
Having no choice but to put aside her questions for the time being, Qiao Mei picked up her teacup, gulped it down, and couldn't help but smack her lips repeatedly. "Pure and sweet, with an unforgettable aftertaste."
"Thank you for your hospitality, Master," Mo Tian said, holding a cup of tea and bowing to the old monk. He then took a small sip, but as soon as his lips touched the tea, he was captivated and began to drink it again and again until the cup was empty.
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