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Chapter 78 Moon-Watching Teahouse

All the colleagues immediately showed curious expressions, and even Yang Kui silently put down his chopsticks and listened.

Although martial artists cannot make elixirs, the difficulty of making elixirs is well known to everyone. Now that they hear there is a trick, they can't help but feel curious.

Lu Zhan said seriously: "To refine the elixir, you first need a stable state of mind, and a stable state of mind often comes after excessive fatigue."

This was said in a vague way. If it were someone else, they might not understand it, but the demon master of Jiangning Town was quite proficient in this. His colleagues were stunned at first, and then smiled knowingly, all showing an expression of "I understand".

"So simple?" Xie Chunyan's thick eyebrows jumped, and he suddenly felt that he was a good candidate for alchemy. The hateful thing was that he was neither a Taoist practitioner nor a night doctor.

Lu Zhan nodded: "That's what I think."

……

The third day of June.

The flowers in the forest have withered and the warm wind has arrived. The tender willow branches are swaying in the breeze. The clear blue water of the lake spreads out the lotus leaves. After being washed by the twig-washing rain in the previous two days, bursts of fresh air are blowing in the wind.

The elegant gathering at Wangyue Teahouse is taking place today. Many students from Jinling come here because of its reputation, all hoping to gain favor from the students at Luyun Academy. Studying at Luyun Academy is the hope of students all over the world.

Secondly, there are many cultivators participating in this event, in order to get to know each other and avoid taking any fatal actions when the secret realm is opened.

Along the way, Lu Zhan heard many people talking about Lin Hongwen, and was surprised to find that although Lin Hongwen was not very good at fighting, his academic status was quite good. It seemed that there must be a lot of sarcastic poems and lyrics today.

Lu Zhan hated to hear sour poems... but he had to earn one hundred taels of silver. As a night doctor, he should not give up any opportunity to make money. Whether it was anatomical research or using his talent for free, it would require a lot of money.

Because he took Jiang Ningshuang's back door, he could stay at Tongfu Inn for free. Lu Zhan chose a room on the third floor with a wide view, put down his luggage, and went out to Wangyue Teahouse.

As soon as I walked out of the inn, I saw a red dress fluttering.

Jiang Ningshuang stood under the willow tree outside the inn. Her red dress matched the green weeping willows. Her slender waist was tied with a belt, which fluttered in the wind like a red willow branch. At this time, the sky was as blue as a wash, and she was like a dazzling peony, delicate and charming.

"Didn't you go to Wangyue Teahouse?" Lu Zhan greeted and asked with a smile.

Jiang Ningshuang curled her lips and said, "I hate to hear sour poems and words. Besides, even if we are all familiar with each other, will we really show mercy when we get to the secret realm? We are all here to fight for the secret realm, so why do we need to be so high-sounding? It will all depend on our own abilities."

Having said this, Jiang Ningshuang suddenly changed the subject and asked, "When the secret realm is opened, you and I will definitely have a fight. What do you think?"

I will definitely kick you out... Lu Zhan smiled: "It is said that there are many levels in the secret realm, which not only tests IQ but also strength. Many people are eliminated at the first level even if they enter the secret realm, let alone the end. If you and I reach the end together, it will depend on our own abilities."

Jiang Ningshuang curled her lips: "You are quite honest."

However, precisely because of her honesty, Jiang Ningshuang was not unhappy. Lu Zhan regarded her as an opponent and fought her fairly, which was a respect for her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ningshuang asked with a smile: "Young Master Lu, what are you going to do?"

"Wangyue Teahouse." In fact, Lu Zhan did not receive an invitation.

Haha... But it doesn't matter. Miss Liuhua was the guest invited to play the piano, and he got the invitation through Miss Liuhua. Although he paid some resources, the sage temperament after paying the resources allowed him to refine another furnace of Dragon Tiger Pills. This deal was worthwhile.

"You want to go to such a boring place?" Jiang Ningshuang was a little surprised.

Lu Zhan smiled: "Of course, it is said that the winner has a hundred... money is not important, the main point is that I love literature. People should learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses. It's not a bad thing to communicate with everyone."

"Oh..." Jiang Ningshuang rolled her eyes and changed her mind: "You are right, let's go together."

……

Wangyue Teahouse is built on the bank of Wangyue Lake in Jinling, facing Jinling Huamanlou in the distance. In early summer, Huamanlou will hold singing and dancing activities, and dancers will sing and dance on the cruise ship, attracting countless people to watch. Wangyue Teahouse is the best viewing spot and is quite popular among literati and poets.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, literature is valued. Although there are many professions of cultivators, Confucian cultivation is still the general trend. Many people think that Confucian cultivation has outstanding temperament and noble character and is worthy of pursuit.

As soon as the news spread that the disciple of the dean of Luyun Academy would attend the elegant gathering, countless Jinling students were eager to attend. Even though they could not enter the teahouse to attend, many people gathered around the teahouse, hoping to experience the literary talent of the students from the world's number one academy.

"Many people admire your elegance and talent, and are waiting downstairs." The little servant boy was quite excited.

Lin Hongwen straightened his clothes and felt a little disappointed: "It's a pity that Junior Sister Jiang didn't come. If she saw this, she might look at me differently."

"It is said that Fairy Chu will come today." The little servant boy reminded.

Lin Hongwen was displeased: "I am loyal to Junior Sister Jiang."

At the age of six or seven, he was able to condense his own cultivation technique and sword. This talent alone was enough to make him stand out from the crowd. Chu Wantang's appearance and talent were stunning, and she was something that many cultivators dared not even dream of.

Although he had met her several times in Bian Jing, Lin Hongwen did not like cold women.

The servant boy didn't say anything more, but his eyes suddenly lit up: "Look, sir, it seems that Fairy Jiang is here? She changed her mind!"

Looking down through the window, the bright red figure is particularly eye-catching under the shade of the green willow branches.

"Junior Sister Jiang?!" Lin Hongwen showed joy on his face and walked down to Wangyue Teahouse without thinking.

The cultivators in the teahouse were a little curious. As a disciple of Dean Lu Yun, Lin Hongwen was highly respected by everyone. They didn't expect that such an elegant representative of students would behave in such a way.

However, when someone saw the bright red-shirted figure, they suddenly realized... No wonder Lin Hongwen lost his composure like that. He didn't expect that the person who came was actually Fairy Jiang Ningshuang.

Among the young cultivators today, the most famous female immortals are Chu Wantang, Jiang Ningshuang and Ling Jiaoyue, who are sought after by many cultivators.

But although she was admired, most people did not dare to approach her and chat with her. The cultivators knew very well that a woman like Jiang Ningshuang was not someone that a small sect like theirs could reach.

Can you lick a fairy whenever you want? There are also thresholds for being a licker.

"Junior Sister Jiang, you...you weren't coming?" Lin Hongwen asked downstairs in a humbly and polite manner, but his face was filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal.

Jiang Ningshuang put her hands behind her back and said, "I thought that we would fight in the secret realm, so it was necessary to come here to get familiar with it, so I came."

"It's good that you're here, it's good that you're here..." Lin Hongwen's mood suddenly became bright, and his previous depression was swept away.

At this moment, a cough suddenly came from the side, causing Lin Hongwen to turn his head subconsciously. When he saw who was coughing, the smile on his face gradually became a little awkward.

“Brother Lin, didn’t you see me?” Lu Zhan stood aside and said with a smile, “It’s only been a few days since we last met, and you don’t recognize me anymore?”