"My herbal tea is used to blend the essence of heaven and earth into the hearts of all things. Good people drink a bowl to be clear and calm. Wicked people drink a bowl to wash away their sins and get good rewards in the next life. You may as well taste it." The old man said with a hoarse smile.

"Ha ha!"

"You old man is so interesting. You are so magical about a bowl of herbal tea. If you say this like you, wouldn't I be able to ascend to an immortal after drinking your herbal tea?"

A martial artist laughed loudly, which made vendors from all walks of life laugh. Obviously, it is indeed a great pleasure to drink a bowl of herbal tea in this hot weather, but there is no such magical thing as the old man said.

"But to be honest, I, Wang Er, have been doing business on this official road for ten years, but I have never seen this tea shed. Your tea shed is obviously a new one, right?" A vendor asked the old man with a smile.

"Ha ha!"

The old man was covered in white hair and his body was slightly hunched, but he laughed loudly and said, "I have only one room in the world of the teahouse. Today, anyone who has tasted the old man's herbal tea will be able to gain great wealth and great destiny in the next life."

"You old man loves bragging too much, but your herbal tea does relieve heat. Next time you pass here, I will definitely take my adults here and taste it." Some officers and soldiers laughed, just pretending that the old man was joking.

at this time!

Ye Xuan couldn't sit upright, but his eyes were extremely solemn, and he even stared at the old man in front of him, as if he wanted to see who the other person was. But as his eyes turned, the old man was like a mortal, and there was no strange appearance at all.

"This herbal tea should be drunk in time. If it is later, my herbal tea will not relieve the heat." The old man smiled mysteriously at Ye Xuan.

"Who are you?"

Ye Xuan said in a low voice. He never believed that the old man was a mortal, because it was impossible for a mortal to say what he said just now, but if the other party was not a mortal, why couldn't he see that he had any cultivation?

Quasi-saint?

No, even though this old man is a quasi-saint, Ye Xuan believes that he is the peak of Daluo. Even if the quasi-saint tries hard to hide his breath in front of him, he will definitely not be able to escape his magical eyes.

saint?

A terrifying word appeared in Ye Xuan's mind, which also made him look solemn and his mind were filled with horror, and he was shocked by his guess.

"Young man, don't think too much. Old man, I'm just the owner of this tea shed. Today I invite you to have a bowl of herbal tea, so that I can make a good relationship with you in the future." The old man smiled slightly.

When a bowl of herbal tea was placed in front of him, Ye Xuan's eyebrows and eyes were drooping. Until three breaths passed, he still picked up the slightly broken tea bowl on the table, and then drank the herbal tea in the bowl into his stomach.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Ye Xuan's face was dull, and a great sense of dizziness appeared in his mind. When he opened his eyes again, his whole person appeared in a gray space. All the vendors around him disappeared, and the so-called old man in the tea shed was nowhere to be seen.

"Who preached at the beginning of Suigua?"

As eternal as the sky, vast and vast, a hoarse and old sound rang in this gray space. This sound was like a morning bell and evening drum, and it was even more like a shaking soul, making Ye Xuan completely dull and silent.

"The great way is fifty, the heavens are induced for four nine, the heavens are reincarnated, all things are reincarnated, man is the spirit of heaven and earth, and his heart is the foundation of man..."

All the heavens and all the worlds, rumbling and chanting scriptures, wisps of Taoist sound rippled in this mysterious space, and gray runes condensed. This is not a text of immortals and demons, nor is it a word of demons. It seems that this kind of text existed before the birth of heaven and earth.

at this time!

Ye Xuan's face was dull, his body and mind were trembling slightly. Although he could not understand the mysterious words in the void, the Immortal Sutra was operating at an extremely fast speed. He seemed to have grabbed a spiritual light, but he could not touch the clue of this spiritual light.

"What is a human? What is an immortal? What is a saint?"

The heavens recite scriptures, rumbling and buzzing. A simple sentence seemed to the light of dawn in chaos illuminating Ye Xuan's thoughts, making him vaguely grasp something extremely important?

Rumble!

A piece of green jade butterfly condensed in the void, and mysterious words emerged, constantly surrounding Ye Xuan's body, and mysterious Taoist sounds came from the void in all directions again.

"Whether humans or immortals are, the so-called saints are all in the world. All things can be destroyed, and the way of heaven can be collapsed. But human hearts cannot be destroyed, and they should last forever."

"If the heart is not destroyed, all things will be immortal."

Rumble!

The green jade butterfly was glowing, and eight mysterious words were presented in Ye Xuan's eyes, making Ye Xuan as dull as a mud doll. He stared at the eight mysterious words, as if he was trapped in some unknown epiphany.

"If the heart is not destroyed, all things are immortal?"

Ye Xuan murmured to himself, the immortal soul in his sea of ​​consciousness was buzzing and trembling, a little white light grew in the immortal soul, and an obscure and inexplicable aura bloomed on his soul.

"If the heart is immortal, all things will be immortal, and true spirits will be born, and the quasi-saint can be achieved?" Ye Xuan whispered tremblingly, and a divine light was blooming in his eyes, because he saw the way forward, and understood his own Dharma and Tao, and finally knew how to achieve the quasi-saint.

Click!

Suddenly, the gray space was cracking inch by inch, and a dazzling light made Ye Xuan close his eyes, but when he opened his eyes again, the tea shed disappeared, and the mysterious old man was missing, only the herbal tea in his hand was still in his hand.

Time seems to be stopping, and space seems to be frozen.

The falling leaves were fixed in the void, and the mortal vendors remained like mud dolls. Obviously, the heaven, earth, time and space had already stopped. This picture made Ye Xuan extremely shocked.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan looked around the world and kept looking for the mysterious old man, his voice trembling and growling.

It's scary, so terrible. It's just a bowl of herbal tea, but it reveals the secret of quasi-saints. Even the six saints in the world cannot have such skills. This makes Ye Xuan's soul tremble.

Lying high on the nine-story clouds, I cushioned the Taoist truth.

In the mysterious world, I will be the head master.

Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two qualities and four symbols followed.

One way to spread three friends, two teachings to explain the difference.

The leader of the Xuanmen Capital transformed into Hongjun.

The vast world, the sound of Tao rumbles, and the sound of eternal vicissitudes echoes in Ye Xuan's ears. The sound of the eternal Tao that is as good as the sky makes Ye Xuan speechless, but his trembling body has betrayed his mood at this moment.

"Today's good causes, and then there's good results. I'm waiting for my friend at the end of heaven and earth."

The voice of the mysterious old man echoed in all directions of the world, causing the mountains, rivers and all things to resume operation again. However, Ye Xuan was silent, but his pupils were extremely stagnant, and he fell into silent silence.

"Hong-jun-Dao-Zodiac?"
Chapter completed!