Qin Ming sat at a wooden table and poured himself a cup of cool tea.


    The tea is sweet and tastes unusual, mixed with a touch of aura.


    It''s not so good and amazing. On the contrary, it''s a little plain.


    In the Lingbao Pavilion in the inner city, there are many high-quality spirit leaves, which can be far more rich in the spirit of tea.


    But the uniqueness of this tea is not how high quality, and people who come to drink tea will not care or compare these.


    The tea water seemed to be infused with the experience and training of the old monk''s life. When drinking it, it was calming, and then the taste gradually became a little bitter, which filled people with countless emotions.


    After drinking a bowl of tea, Qin Ming can really feel the help to his mood.


    However, his mood has reached a high level with the help of nahongqing ancient tree, so the tea has little impact on him.


    "Good tea, boss." Qin Ming smashed his mouth and then said.


    The old man smiled gently. His tea should not be praised too many times by the guests.


    Even many great monks who drank his tea would throw olive branches at him and want to take him home to live in the family.


    However, the old man had no other thoughts. Even if the terms offered by the other party were good and attractive, he couldn''t move him.


    There were also many monks who came from admiration around, sitting at the tea table waiting for the old man to make tea for them.


    "Shopkeeper, two pots of good tea."


    Just then, three young people with extraordinary temperament came over. After looking around, they found that only Qin Ming had a table available, so they sat down directly.


    They only looked at Qin Ming and didn''t pay much attention to him. They just regarded him as an ordinary monk.


    But the other monks around changed their faces after seeing these three people.


    "Two inner disciples, one core disciple, didn''t expect to meet these geniuses today." a friar whispered.


    Qin Ming''s eyes also fell on the three table people.


    These three people are all dressed in the clothes of the disciples of the Qiankun cloud sect, and he has learned a lot about the Qiankun cloud sect these days in the city.


    The one in yellow is the disciple of the inner sect, and the handsome man in red and bright clothes is the core disciple of the sect.


    It is said that there are only 36 core disciples of the heaven, earth and cloud sect. It can be said that all of them are outstanding monks of the same generation. They have unique talents and are the object of vigorous training for the sect.


    This kind of core disciple is usually a dragon who sees the head but not the tail. It rarely appears in the public''s sight when he is secretly cultivating all day or looking for opportunities in the immortal trace of Yunshan mountain.


    It''s rare to see one like this in the street now. No wonder those monks who drink tea will be surprised.


    "If I''m not mistaken, this should be Meng Ming of the heaven and earth cloud sect. I heard that he broke through the divine fire state at the age of 20, and I don''t know whether it''s true or false." another friar whispered.


    "It can also be false. It is said that he destroyed Xuanli sect alone. You should know that although Xuanli sect is not the top bulk, there are also powerful people in Shenhuo realm. Is it that ordinary people say they will destroy it?"


    "Hiss, unbelievable!"


    “......”


    The monks around talked vividly. The core disciple named Meng Ming immediately became the focus of attention, including Qin Ming.


    Turning to the habitat is the gathering of pills, and then the divine fire.


    This is the third great state of monks. Not all monks can achieve it, let alone the state of divine fire at the age of 20.


    This can be explained not only by talent, but also by powerful opportunities and massive cultivation resources.


    The growth of geniuses and demons is often impossible to achieve with only one factor.


    At the center of the topic, Meng Ming didn''t care about the discussion of these people. After the old man made tea, he drank slowly.


    "This tea is really good tea, but elder martial brother Liu didn''t deceive us." the inner disciple who accompanied him said with a smile, and everyone appreciated the tea in his opponent.


    "Well, it''s just that drinking too much tea is useless and has limited effect, otherwise I''m afraid it won''t be so peaceful here." Meng Ming said slowly after drinking a cup of tea.


    "Elder martial brother sees it thoroughly." another inner disciple also put down a bowl of tea and nodded.


    "Let''s go, we''ve drunk the tea, and it''s time to go." Meng Ming put down a piece of money. The three sat here for only five minutes and got up again.


    He looked at Qin Ming sitting opposite and said, "I''m sorry to disturb your cleanliness. I''ll treat the tea this time."


    After saying that, Meng Ming took a step and left. The other two inner disciples also looked at Qin Ming and followed Meng Ming away.


    "Elder martial brother, are the demons there so strong? I need you to come out." an inner disciple said as he walked.


    "This is what elder Pang meant." Meng Ming said.


    "Well, OK." as soon as the other two inner disciples heard that they were entrusted by the city master of Donggan City, they didn''t say anything more.


    Qin Ming glanced at the money on the table. Unexpectedly, he came out for a tea and was inexplicably invited.


    Although the tea here is famous, the old man didn''t set the price very well. A pot of tea is only a few silver coins. It''s a little expensive for ordinary people, but for friars, this money is nothing at all.


    Although Meng Ming is a well-known genius with noble status, he knows how to deal with the world, knows etiquette, and is not as cold and arrogant as he imagined.


    "Since the guest gave the tea money, you don''t have to give it," the old man took out the money and said.


    Qin Ming didn''t say anything, so he got up and left.


    Meng Ming and his party walked so fast that he didn''t have a chance to thank them.


    But if you want to come, you don''t need his thanks.


    While wandering on the road, Qin Ming thought about how to earn some Yuan Jing. He wanted to exchange this higher-level cultivation method.


    In this way, the efficiency will rise sharply.


    "If only I could get a Lingbao level cultivation method," Qin Ming said secretly, so that he was sure to complete the three return and exchange of habitat within a month.


    It may even be faster. The practice in recent days has made him more aware that the help brought by Kung Fu is quite great.


    There are ready-made Lingbao level cultivation skills in Lingbao Pavilion, which only requires a large number of Yuan crystals.


    That day, at the gate of Donggan city.


    A team of black armour riding strange animals rushed out and headed outside the city.


    Recently, due to the whereabouts of the disciples of Biluo hall, Dongqian city is a little crowded, and patrols around the city have been strengthened.


    Qin Ming also heard about it, but the Biluo hall seems to be aimed at those famous sect disciples. People like him are mostly birds and can''t look at them.


    Therefore, he went out of town today to find a way to make money.