Sword Tempering Valley.
Qin Lang looked at Baili Xuanba who was lying on his side.
His face looked somewhat gloomy.
He had just given Baili Xuanba some simple treatment.
The horrifying bloody light has been retracted into the body.
But Qin Lang is also facing problems now.
That is the problem of how to cure Baili Xuanba.
Qin Lang has no way to cure Baili Xuanba's disease for the time being.
This is a bit difficult.
Qin Lang couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Since this person was brought by July.
That means he has a close relationship with July.
And July also took the initiative to ask Qin Lang.
As the great uncle, Qin Lang has to do his best.
After all, he had treated Qiyue and Haoyue before.
If the disease cannot be cured this time, people will definitely suspect that I am not treating it with all my heart.
If my disciple had such thoughts, it would not be a good sign.
We have to think of a way...
Refining tools and making pills? No, he is a human being and cannot be used as a tool or pill.
The array doesn't work either...
Although there is a formation that can alleviate his symptoms.
But after all, he didn't have any battle flags.
Moreover, the formation can only alleviate the symptoms, but still cannot cure the disease.
As for the talismans?
He's not a zombie...it's useless to stick talismans on him.
Wait a moment……
Tea art?
Qin Lang discovered a method that might be able to cure the disease.
Although he had determined before leaving the valley that tea art would be useless, he really had no choice now.
"Do you have any tea?"
He looked at Mu Yu and others.
Mu Yu was stunned.
What does this mean, uncle master?
Although the blood of Shura Dao was suppressed.
But it’s obviously not solved?
Why are you asking about tea out of the blue?
Could it be that my uncle-master thought that the problem had been solved and was planning to make tea to celebrate?
What a quack! My uncle-master is such a quack!
Just now, when I saw you clicking randomly, I thought I was mistaken and you were a miracle doctor.
I didn't expect it to not work.
Mu Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Uncle-master, please teach me how to refine weapons properly and stop doing this nonsense.
I was complaining in my heart.
But Demon Lord July and Haoyue looked at him again.
Mu Yu's heart suddenly tightened.
"Why are you looking at me like that..."
He was so frightened that his speech was incoherent.
These two people, one is a giant of the evil way, and the other is a righteous master.
Two people who are both at the top of Qiankun Continent are just staring at you blankly.
How can you not be afraid?
Mu Yu was extremely panicked.
The only two semi-immortal weapons he had left.
It was all ruined by Haoyue just now.
Now he doesn't have any semi-immortal weapon on him.
He is panicking!
As a person who relies on throwing magic weapons to fight, how can he fight against two top beings without any magic weapons in his hands?
Isn't that just seeking death?
The Demon Lord July narrowed his eyes slightly.
"I remember you have top-grade tea, right?" he said, staring at Mu Yu.
He was envious of those teas.
Demon Lord July was overjoyed that he could use Qin Lang's hand to get Mu Yu to hand over the tea.
"Hand it over."
Haoyue added from the side.
The chill emanating from his body made Mu Yu have no doubt at all that if he didn't hand over the tea, Haoyue would give him a quick death.
Mu Yu felt so miserable.
The tea they were talking about was the reward he received for refining a semi-immortal weapon for the head of the Tea Art Hall headquarters 1,400 years ago.
Because there are very few of them on Qiankun Continent.
Mu Yu didn't know much about tea art, so he was reluctant to drink it.
Every few hundred years, he would go to the Tea Art Hall headquarters and ask their headmaster or the supreme elder to make tea for him.
Such precious tea, it’s fine to just hand it over like this.
The key point is, does my uncle-master understand the art of tea?
It's a waste of resources to brew such good tea without knowing any tea art!
But he understood.
You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a kid.
He was counting on Qin Lang to teach him the art of weapon refining.
"Uncle Master... it's for you."
Mu Yu was about to cry.
He handed the tea to Qin Lang reluctantly.
When Qin Lang took the tea.
Mu Yu felt heartbroken and distressed.
Qin Lang took the tea and weighed it in his hand.
It feels like it weighs only a pound.
So stingy.
Qin Lang rolled his eyes at Mu Yu.
As a wealthy man, he couldn't bear to spend even a little tea.
How would he know?
This tea is called Yinxianling Tea.
If the spirituality of tea leaves can be brewed out, it will be of great benefit to leading to the fairyland.
The entire Qiankun Continent’s output in a hundred years is less than ten kilograms.
If it weren't for Mu Yu's identity, this amount of kilograms could not be obtained with just a semi-immortal weapon.
"What a waste... What a waste..."
Mu Yu closed her eyes.
He couldn't bear to see Qin Lang wasting the tea leaves.
A semi-immortal weapon, just like that...
Gradually.
A rich aroma of tea wafted into Mu Yu's nose.
"This is……"
He opened his eyes in surprise.
Qin Lang's technique was very skillful, as smooth as flowing water.
The fragrance of tea, after being brewed by Qin Lang, is compelling.
However, when he saw Qin Lang's tea set, he almost cried.
Grandmaster Uncle...
You are so fucking awesome!
Even this set of tea sets are all magical tools.
Mu Yu turned around in astonishment and looked at Demon Lord July and Haoyue.
I found that they were very calm, as if they couldn't tell that this was a magical weapon.
But this is impossible.
His cultivation has already reached the immortal realm, how could he not see that it is an immortal weapon?
What's more, Haoyue's Hanyue Sword is an immortal weapon.
She should have been able to see that.
There is only one possibility.
They were no longer surprised to see these magical tea sets.
As expected, he is my uncle-master, so awesome!
Mu Yu felt that it was not unfair for him to lose in love to a man whose tea-making utensils were actually magical tools.
Qin Lang was completely unaware and was completely immersed in the tea ceremony.
These tea sets were made by him in the forbidden area.
The only pity is that there is no tea.
So these tea sets have never been used.
Today is the first time I took it out.
He glanced at Mu Yu and saw his surprised expression.
Qin Lang rolled his eyes.
What does this expression mean?
Isn't it just drinking some tea?
So stingy!
As expected, rich people are stingy!
The rich are even more stingy!
"Stop that expression and try my tea."
Qin Lang placed the teacup in front of Mu Yu.
After saying that, he poured a cup for Demon Lord July and Haoyue respectively.
After all, tea leaves are all water when they are brewed.
One cup or two cups makes no difference.
It doesn’t matter if you give them some.
Anyway, he wouldn't be as stingy as Wu Changfeng, who would only put two leaves in a cup of tea.
He did everything according to the tea art rewarded by the system in his mind.
Mu Yu looked at the fairy teacup in front of him.
Rich spiritual energy, along with the aroma of tea, drifted into his nostrils.
In an instant, Mu Yu's internal injuries caused by Haoyue were healed a lot.
There are even signs that his cultivation is improving.
Mu Yu’s cultivation had already reached the immortal realm, and it was extremely difficult for him to make even a little progress.
Now, just by smelling the fragrance of tea, I can feel that my cultivation has improved a little bit.
Even if it is less, it can save Mu Yu hundreds of years of hard training.
Mu Yu simply couldn't believe it.
Yinxianling Tea has been brewed by the head of the Tea Art Hall and the supreme elder.
But the fairy tea they brewed could never reach Qin Lang's level.
Could it be...
Is your uncle the tea saint?
Mu Yu looked at Qin Lang as if he were a monster.
Qin Lang ignored his gaze and performed an operation that scared Mu Yu so much that he almost knocked over the tea in front of him.