In the tea shop,

Wang Yuanliang complained about the boss's bad taste.

Taking advantage of the boss chatting with the regular customer, he drank a few cups of tea.

Although it was not as effective as it was for the first time, it did contain a hint of Taoist rhyme.

The same nature of Taoist rhyme will become weaker and weaker after absorption.

This is like the same kind of knowledge. After gradually understanding it, you will certainly not improve much if you learn it.

But even so, this pot of tea is already an extraordinary opportunity for Wang Yuanliang.

While absorbing and storing Daoyun, he poured tea and drank it.

Because of his high level of cultivation, he did not have the adverse reactions that Xiao Ruoyi and others had when they first drank tea, as if they were to be absorbed by the Dao and return to the Dao's embrace.

Almost all the time to drink a pot of tea, and then drink it again is almost no benefit.

It was like this guy who calculated a pot of tea that was just right for him to absorb.

Wang Yuanliang stored the absorbed Taoist rhyme and prepared to experience and comprehend it after going back.

He was both happy and sighed.

I did nothing and got this benefit as soon as I entered the tea shop. I don’t know how to talk to this person about Yuan Gangdao later.

He originally came here to see which immortal god had obtained the relatively complete inheritance of Emperor Zhenwu, and then talked to this person on behalf of Yuan Gangdao about whether he could cooperate or not.

Later, at the entrance of the tea shop, he was shocked by his disciples. He knew that the person in the tea shop was not the one who could talk about cooperation at all.

At that time, his thought was to see if this person was really an ancient god, and then see if Yuan Gangdao could be attached to this boss.

Now, after drinking the Daoyun tea that he took out for people to drink without money, he suddenly felt that in the eyes of others, their Yuangang Dao may not be considered anything, so why should they rely on others?

It's like a small sect in the lower realm. If they say they want to rely on the Yuangang Dao, they won't even look at it.

The so-called ten thousand-year inheritance and profound heritage of Yuangangdao may not be as good as the things that others throw out casually.

Yun Qianyu and Zhao Yuanwai chatted for a while, then came to Wang Yuanliang. When he saw that the teapot was almost empty, he smiled,

"It seems that Mr. Wang likes my tea very much..."

Wang Yuanliang hurriedly said, "Just call me Xiao Wang as a gentleman. Mr. Yun's tea is really the best tea I have ever drunk, so I drank a few more cups..."

Yun Qianyu was so polite when he saw that he was here for the first time, and thought to himself that this guy would beg me for something, so he started to flatter him.

This man is obviously older than him, but he just needs to call him Xiao Wang. Isn’t this a typical attitude of asking for help?

Yun Qianyu smiled and said, "The visitors are all guests, so it doesn't matter what the name is. Just Mr. Wang likes this tea. Is he a monk?"

He had heard Xiao Ruoyi call this middle-aged senior, so he guessed that this middle-aged man should also be a monk.

Wang Yuanliang said, "I am just a young monk who has not learned anything but learned, not worth mentioning..."

Just kidding, how dare he call himself an immortal in front of such a big shot?

Xuanxian is already a figure in the upper realm, but in the eyes of such an ancient powerful man, he is probably similar to the young cultivator who sees the mortal realm.

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Seeing that he was humble, Yun Qianyu said, "Mr. Wang is humble. Is there anything to talk to me about when I come here this time?"

Before Wang Yuanliang came, he had a lot of things to say, but now he doesn't know what to say.

He said, "I'm here this time to come here to pay homage to the sir. In fact, nothing is wrong..."

Yun Qianyu said, "I heard from Ruoyi that Mr. Ruoyi saw my clumsy work, so he came here. It seems that Mr. has also studied carving?"

Wang Yuanliang was stunned for a moment. He was indeed looking for the inheritance of the Zhenwu Emperor after seeing the Xuanwu statue in Xiao Ruoyi's hand released the Xuanwu charm.

But to say that he has a study of carving, it would be nonsense.

He smiled apologized and said, "I have no research on carvings below. But seeing that Mr.'s statue is really extraordinary, I also heard that Mr. is not only very good at carvings, but also very good at other skills. So I admire him and pay homage to Mr...."

When he came, he heard that the inheritance in his hands was passed on to his disciples and disciples with various mortal skills.

I heard before that the inheritance of the Zhenwu Emperor in his hand was just passed down casually, but he still didn't believe it, but now he still believed it a little.

Yun Qianyu suddenly realized and thought to himself, it turned out that this was the case. I didn’t expect that my reputation would be spread to Yuanhe City.

After he knew it, he didn't know whether to be happy or what.

Originally, he did not pay attention to these skills at all and only wanted to cultivate immortality.

These things are just for the hobby of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and carving.

But now these skills have made him famous, and even the arrogant monks were polite to him.

Yun Qianyu said, "You are polite, it's just a casual work..."

Wang Yuanliang mustered up the courage and said, "I wonder if I am lucky to see the master's masterpiece?"

Yun Qianyu smiled and said, "It's OK to see it, but I'm not selling works anymore, so please forgive me."

His works have long been no longer sold, and he also understands the principle that rare things are precious.

Since we are now famous by relying on these skills, we cannot let them spread.

Wang Yuanliang hurriedly said, "As long as you can see your master's masterpiece, you will be lucky enough to have three lives. How dare you make other requests..."

Seeing that he was sincere, Yun Qianyu smiled and said, "Then come with me..."

At this time, Mr. Zhao finished drinking tea and rested, and said, "Mr. Yun, I'll leave, I'll come to you for tea and chat next day..."

As he said that, he put some money on the table and took his servants out.

Yun Qianyu put away the tea money and smiled, "Mr. Zhao, you have given more tea money, I'll find you to make up for it..."

Mr. Zhao said generously, "Mr. Today's tea is particularly delicious, worth the price..."

Yun Qianyu was not polite and smiled, "thank you, thank you."

Wang Yuanliang felt very complaining in his heart, "That precious Taoist tea, I have even said too much about the ordinary silver money. It's really... But this gentleman really regards himself as a mortal. It seems that I am also talking to him as a mortal monk..."

Yun Qianyu sent Zhao Yuanwai away and took Wang Yuanliang to the attic where he specially collected his works.

As the attic door opened, Wang Yuanliang saw many calligraphy and painting carvings.

In fact, this is nothing, because these calligraphy and paintings carvings require scanning with spiritual consciousness to see the true magical features.

Originally, Wang Yuanliang didn't dare to release his spiritual sense here.

But when he saw a painting in the attic, he couldn't help but release a wisp of spiritual consciousness and quietly scan it.

It doesn't matter if this sweep is changed. He only feels that the light and shadow change, and his consciousness is suddenly pulled down in an inexplicable place.
Chapter completed!