These tea leaves were allotted to Linxian Palace by the royal families of the Chu Dynasty.
They did not know Changli's preferences, so they sent everything that could represent the royal family's honor and favor to Linxian Palace, including those that Changli did not like. tea.
Whether it is green tea, black tea or other tea, Changli doesn't like to drink it, and there is no one in Linxian Palace all year round, so most of these teas are rotting in an unknown corner, waiting for Changli to remember it one day.
They clean up.
But some of them have survived the erosion of time.
Such long years have also brought some mellow charm to these tea leaves.
But even so, Changli still didn't like drinking.
Therefore, these tea leaves could only be left in the corner to collect dust, but this situation completely changed after Gu Mu developed spiritual wisdom.
The Linxian Palace is peaceful and clean.
Although Changli enjoys this atmosphere, he sometimes feels lonely.
Therefore, it is a happy thing for him that Gu Mu has opened his spiritual wisdom.
When no one is around, educating this ignorant wood spirit can also pass the time.
But at first, Gu Mu couldn't clearly express what he meant.
In order to prevent himself from mumbling to a tree like a fool, Changli often took out the dust-covered tea leaves and chatted and cooked them.
He didn't drink the tea Heng brewed, so he poured it for Gu Mu to drink.
Some tea can be brewed many times, so Changli brewed it again and again, and poured it under the roots of the ancient tree again and again.
It just kept pouring.
During a certain period of time in Changli, the ancient tree was particularly interesting to talk about. , I feel like the whole tree is soaked in the bitter tea, and even the leaves are wrinkled with pain.
But Changli didn't dare not drink the fallen ancient tea leaves.
He could only endure the smell as it fermented on his trunk.
He felt as if he had turned into the tea leaves soaked in the tea, being rounded and stir-fried. , to the utmost torture.
Over time, Gu Mu began to dislike tea, and this dislike became stronger and stronger as time went by.
Among human beings, there are people who love tea and people who hate tea.
There are people who are increasingly fond of the bitter and mellow taste of tea.
There are also people who are disgusted by tea after tasting it.
All we can say is that this tree happens to be just like the latter type of people. , I don’t like tea by nature.
This is indeed a tree planted by Changli himself.
Even his preferences are similar to Changli's.
However, this can also be said to be another kind of subtle influence.
A wood spirit like him is extremely sensitive to the emotional changes of living beings.
Changli's dislike of tea is engraved in his every move.
Every time he makes tea, , that kind of casual dislike will pass through him Gu Mu's emotional fluctuations were conveyed to Gu Mu, and in his ignorant gnosis, the thing that caused Chang Li's disgust must not be a good thing, and the taste that made Chang Li dislike it must be a bad taste.
Therefore, this was also disliked by Gu Mu.
Tea buried the introduction.
Although he didn't know why Changli poured something he hated on him to drink, Gu Mu also liked Changli to chat with him, so he could only endure the bitter taste.
Later, Gu Mu's spiritual wisdom was completely opened, but his disgust for tea was also deeply rooted in his bones, and Changli naturally discovered this.
Knowing Gu Mu's preferences, Changli smiled slyly.
Because Changli had no interest in chatting at that time, but he was really bored after practicing in seclusion, so he began to teach Mu Ling how to practice.
But even if this wood spirit has developed spiritual intelligence, it is just like a human baby.
He is ignorant about many things.
He neither knows what is good nor what is bad.
Since Changli wants him to practice, then he will But when he left for a long time, he felt that practicing was too hard and stopped practicing.
When Chang Li discovered this situation, his heart skipped a beat.
How could this be done?
The old man finally got interested and wanted to teach people how to practice.
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Normal people wouldn't be able to find such a good thing even if they held up a lantern.
This little wood spirit had such good fortune.
Seize the opportunity to practice hard, and stop practicing if you find it painful.
Where is the face that leads to long separation?
So Changli had to find enough chips for the little wood spirit to practice on his own, and this chip was tea.
Every time he couldn't express his meaning clearly, he made tea.
Every time he couldn't recite the Taoist scriptures, he made tea.
Every time he couldn't use the spell he was taught, he made tea.
As time went by, Gu Mu's dislike of tea reached its peak.
A peak, and his fear of Changli finally overcame his admiration.
He only looked forward to Changli practicing in seclusion every day, and did not think of him.
This time, after more than 20 years of long-term retreat, he was so happy that he could fly to the sky at first, but as time passed by, although he felt a little bored, he was able to enjoy himself.
As for the homework given to him by Changli before the retreat, he had long forgotten it.
He didn't know it was going to be bad until he was asked by Chang Li.
When Chang Li stepped into Linxian Palace, he knew that this free and undisciplined wood spirit did not take his words to heart, so he could only let him remember it.
This time, he did not brew the tea leaves separately, but took a little of each tea leaf and put them directly into the big vat.
The flames rose.
After a while, a vat of Baichahui was concocted, and then he poured it into the vat.
The tea was poured under the tea, and it was very interesting to admire the dark aura wafting all over his body.
Of course, he found it interesting, but others didn't know that if there were tea lovers who saw Chang Li wasting such rare tea leaves in this world, they might even be desperate.
The third time, Changli simply poured out all the tea leaves, then let them float in the air, and then used a water gathering technique to let the condensed water curtain wrap the tea leaves, so that a ring-shaped water belt around the ancient trees would be Already formed.
The blue flames rose, and the temperature of the water gradually rose.
The tea leaves wrapped in the water were slowly brewed, and the fragrant breath of tea began to circulate in the world.
Gu Mu knew something was wrong the moment he saw the tea leaves floating.
What happened now further confirmed his suspicion.
He was surrounded by the scent of tea leaves and felt as if the entire tree was about to faint.
However, things did not end there.
The water wrapped in the tea leaves was boiled into an emerald green color, and as the temperature of the flame gradually increased, it turned into a light green airflow, floating above the ancient wood.
As more and more airflow was evaporated, the airflow lingering above the ancient trees condensed into a light green cloud.
The cloud became larger and larger.
When the water flow was completely evaporated, it completely Covering the ancient trees, and then as the flames disappeared, this huge cloud turned into raindrops and fell on the ancient trees.
The rain was extremely lingering, and the raindrops were also extremely thin.
It lasted for half a day.
Half a day has passed, and Gu Mu, who finally no longer has to endure the rain of tea, seems to have come to life.
However, at this time, he does not feel the pleasure of being moisturized by the rain at all.
Instead, he exudes a feeling that his life is over: