The peak is 3,000 feet high, soaring into the clouds, as high as the sky.
When Zhang Tian Shi flew to the peak with his party, Qing Yu had already been waiting here for a long time.
He had even made a teapot out of the rocks at the top of the peak and was leisurely making a pot of tea and sipping it.
Seeing Zhang Tian Shi arrive, Qing Yu’s finger moved slightly and the tea automatically poured from the teapot into a stone cup and floated towards Zhang Tian Shi.
“Master Zhang Tian Shi, please.” Qing Yu raised his hand and said.
Master Zhang Tianshui probed his hand and held the stone cup, blew lightly and took a sip, closing his eyes as if he was feeling the fragrance of the tea.
“Good tea.”
“The futon is brushing the floating dust away, the tea vessel is empty and carries the fragrance of blue.”
Zhang Tian Shi came over and sat on the rock opposite to Qing Yu and said, “Master Qing Yu is really good at his craft, being able to make such a refreshing tea.”
“Oh? How does the Heavenly Master know that it was made by the poor Tao?” Qing Yu looked amazed.
“The Heavenly Dew tea tree on Tianmiao Peak was personally planted by the Poor Dao and the Supreme Daoist Master in the past, so how could the Poor Dao not know.”
Zhang Tian Shi smiled, took another sip and said, “This tea is still slightly astringent, but when combined with a clear and refreshing aura, it contains a different tea aura, and there is even a netherworldly meaning.
If my guess is correct, this is made by Master Qing Yu with his true qi directly from the freshly picked tea leaves, and from the time the tea leaves were picked to this moment, no more than an hour has pa*sed.”
“Master Qing Yu, good Taoist intention.”
The making of the tea required complicated processes, but Qing Yu was using his true qi to omit all these processes and bring out the fragrance of the tea leaves to the extreme.
Zhang Tianshui saw in this that Qing Yu had created the tea with his own hands, so he sighed.
“It is a blessing for the poor to drink the tea planted by the Heavenly Master and the Supreme Master.” Qing Yu said with a smile.
The two of them looked at each other with a smile and each took a sip of tea, looking like good friends who had met to sip tea together.
It would be even more so if we omitted the few people with hidden murderous intent on the side.
“By the way, since the Heavenly Master is acquainted with the Daoist Master of Tai Shang, I wonder if the Daoist Master of Tai Shang has a kind of method that can make one’s aura change greatly and learn the wonders of heaven and earth and master the mystery of opening up space in advance.”
Qing Yu asked the question as if he had really come to meet a friend, without any scruples.
“The more profound their cultivation is, the closer they are to the Dao, and the more advanced they are, the more their cultivation may soar, but if they want to master the ability to open up space in advance, it is absolutely impossible.
Because to open up space, the prerequisite is to have sufficient strength.”
Zhang Tian Shi finished his cup of tea and his face returned to a bland expression, “Master Qing Yu wants to catch up with the Tai Shang Dao Sect, his ambition is admirable to me. When I was young, I had the same ambition, but unfortunately, I was unable to do so. That man is as invincible as if he were invincible, making the poor Taoist ashamed of himself.”
Qing Yu knew that he was referring to Lord Tai Shang Dao, the number one on the Heavenly Ranking, the veritable number one powerhouse in the world.
Before him, it was not that no Tai Shang Daoist had become the number one in the world, but absolutely no one could reach his current level.
After him, those who could reach this point were not necessarily none, but definitely very few. This can actually be said to be like no one before or since.
It is fair to say that Zhang Tianshui has lost his ambition because of the Supreme Master. He and Lord Tai Shang Dao were of the same generation, and as a result, he had spent his whole life watching the other’s back, so it was strange that he could not feel frustrated.
“Young people should always have the vigour of youth, there is nothing wrong with being ambitious.” Qing Yu swirled his cup of tea and laughed.
“Yes, but don’t be overly ambitious,” Zhang Tian Shi glanced at someone at his side and back, “the eldest son of the poor Taoist is almost seventy years old, yet he still has the madness of a young man, bent on crushing the Tai Shang Taoist sect, and without knowing the difference in strength, he has such a wild and perverse heart.”
Speaking of this, Zhang Yuanchu, who was not far away, had a shameful look on his face, and was indeed a bit embarra*sed. At his age, he was still being taught a lesson as a young boy, who would be embarra*sed if he wasn’t?
“Master Qing Yu has suppressed Yuanchu’s anger, to be honest, the poor Taoist is actually a little grateful to you. Not to mention, you also pointed out who else was behind the curtain making the dark hand ——”
‘But ——‘ thought Qing Yu.
“But ——”
The voice abruptly turned stern, a stern look flashed in Zhang Tian Shi’s eyes, “Several years ago, the Green Dragon Society under Gong Zi Yu slaughtered more than 10,000 people belonging to my Dragon Tiger Mountain, my second son died tragically on the banks of the Luo Shui River, and my third son was wasted, all of these are unresolvable blood feuds.
What do you think of this, Master Qing Yu?”
Although Zhang Tian Shi’s face was still, his murderous intent was already locked onto Qing Yu, and the intensity of his murderous intent caused the sky to change, and the wind and clouds to stir with the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger whistling.
As Zhang Tian Shi said, this is a blood feud that cannot be solved, so many lives, someone has to be responsible for it.
Not far away, a group of people from Dragon Tiger Mountain also took a step forward, their murderous intent was present and pointed directly at Qing Yu.
In the face of the Long Hu Mountain’s group’s glare and murderous intent, Qing Yu, who was all alone, looked a bit isolated and helpless. The surging murderous intent was like a tidal wave, one wave after another, and the white-haired Daoist sitting on the rock was like a flat boat on the frightening waves, looking like he would be drowned by the waves at any moment.
But was it really so?
Wen Xisheng looked at the white-haired Taoist who was still sipping his tea and answered in the negative.
He was not as murderous as the rest of them, and he could see more clearly.
Zhang Yuanchu’s and the other three Heavenly Masters’ murderous intent was like a fresh breeze to Qing Yu, who could simply ignore it. Zhang Tian Shi’s aura was certainly strong, but it was not enough to deter Qing Yu.
“The Heavenly Master is missing one person, your eldest grandson, Zhang Yangping, was also killed by the hand of Gongzi Yu.” Qing Yu said with a faint smile.
Zhang Yangping, along with his two uncles Zhang Yuanlu and Zhang Yuanfeng, had gone to Northern Zhou in pursuit of Gongzi Yu. When Qiao Baixuan had divined Gongzi Yu, he had been tricked by Qing Yu, causing him to invoke the Dragon Qi of Northern Zhou, which had added to the woes of the seriously injured Feng Tianming.
This was used as an excuse for several of the Great Zen Temple’s Tong Shen Realm to find the four where they were.
At that time, Zhang Yangping escaped, only to be guided to a certain nameless valley and killed by Qing Yu, who had been waiting for a long time.
“Master Qing Yu, it seems that you have confessed.”
Zhang Tian Shi slowly stood up, his San Wu Zhan Evil Sword clanging at his waist, ready to be unsheathed at any moment.
“No, it is merely a matter of providing accurate information to the Heavenly Master. After all, Zhang Yangping has not been seen alive or dead, has he?”
Qing Yu also rose, “Gong Zi Yu is dead and everyone in the world knows it. If the Heavenly Master wants to take revenge, he will not be able to find his enemy. However, the person who killed Gong Zi Yu at the Divine Capital Ling Yan Pagoda was none other than the Poor Dao, so if the Heavenly Master wants to take revenge, the Poor Dao does not mind.”
Feng Chaonan, the prince of Northern Saturday, thought he had gotten away with killing Gongzi Yu, taking over his name and eventually dying as Gongzi Yu.
However, the person who killed him at the Ling Yan Pagoda was actually Feng Jiuyu, and this was considered a good deed by Qing Yu for impersonating someone else (laughs).
