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  The traditional Chinese tea ceremony and the later emerging way of drinking tea are actually indistinguishable in terms of high or low, because they cannot be compared as they are not of the same kind. However, Lin Xu's special tea utensils used to entertain guests sparked the interest of the guests.

  Tea utensils mainly in red, green and yellow colors, with a surface presenting oil-drop-like flower patterns, resembling abstract oil paintings, or the strange patterns formed by oil drops on water.

  When guests asked about the origin of the tea set, Lin Xu readily told them that he had made it himself.

  This side of the world maintains a good natural scenery, with a pleasant and secluded environment. However, for those who are used to the hustle and bustle of 21st-century city life, it may seem novel at first but soon becomes dull and uninteresting. In his daily life, Lin Xu's way of passing time is mainly drinking tea and reading books. He is not accustomed to the local tea ceremony taste, so he can only choose to be self-sufficient, from picking and roasting tea leaves to making tea utensils, all according to his own preferences.

  In modern society, with the rise of tea culture, the purple sand teapots that are gradually being recognized and admired by people are even more unforgettable for Lin Xu.

  Some time ago, Lin Xu went to Da Jiang Long Jun's water mansion in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River for a banquet. On his way back, he took a detour to an area suspected to be the origin of Zisha mud and made a round trip. Sure enough, on the north shore of Zhenze, he found sandy clay with similar composition to Zisha mud in a hill.

  In addition to the excitement, Lin Xu's trial firing of ceramic products turned out to be a kiln change dish that was monochromatic when it went into the kiln and colorful when it came out. If you ask what the reason is, Lin Xu, who is not a professional, is also confused. The only thing worth celebrating is that these tea sets are still pretty good at brewing tea, and their effectiveness is not much different from purple sand, so he doesn't bother to investigate further. Anyway, as a consumer, it's just fine to ensure that the things are safe and usable, and researching the principle would be too annoying.

  When Lin Xu introduced the origin of these new tea sets to the guests in a way that he liked, along with the way of brewing tea, he unexpectedly won a burst of applause.

  In the mountains, there is no first day of the month, and in cultivation, there are no years or months. Far away from the worldly noise and disturbance, cultivators not only need to get used to loneliness and solitude but also learn to enjoy this kind of unusual loneliness and solitude that differs from ordinary people's.

  The cultivator who cannot bear the long and lonely mountain life will eventually become extremely quiet and move, resulting in a chaotic situation that loses one's body and destroys the Tao. Therefore, how to dispel loneliness is not only a simple living attitude for cultivators, but also an important external factor that determines how far a person can go on this endless road of cultivation.

  Indeed, if a practitioner's mind is strong enough, they can ignore all external disturbances. The key lies in reaching this flawless and perfect spiritual state, which is unimaginable for beginners, so it is crucial to understand the correct way to alleviate the loneliness of living in seclusion.

  Lin Xue introduced a brand new way of brewing tea and tea utensils to the Yin Yang family, helping them learn a new way of leisure, winning some applause and cheers, which is not surprising at all.

  Just as the host and guest were enthusiastically discussing the pros and cons of new and old ways of drinking tea, the two accompanying guests specially invited by Lin Xu had arrived.

  Huang Shiren, who was walking in the courtyard, suddenly spoke out loudly:

  "Gentlemen, I have come too late to atone for my sins."

  It is well known that Jiang Jiaji's landowner, Huang Shiren, married his adopted daughter Meng Yanran to Lin Xu as his wife. He also counts as Lin Xu's father-in-law.

  In front of the distinguished guests from the Yin and Yang families, Lin Xu couldn't help but give face to him, so he hastily stood up to welcome him, saying:

  "Huang Lao, please take a seat."

  "How dare you! How dare you!"

  Huang Shiran was finally persuaded by Lin Xu's enthusiasm and took the seat of honor. After a while, Da Jiang Longjun Ao Ping also arrived. This lustful dragon, who was notorious for his daily behavior and had a bad reputation, was treated as an honored guest due to the face of the four seas dragon tribe behind him. Later, the group moved to the grand hall, where the guests took their seats. After Lin Xu gave an order, the servants from the Mountain God Temple bustled about, serving various wines, fruits, and dishes first, followed by cold dishes and appetizers.

  This sumptuous and harmonious banquet continued until midnight, with fresh dishes being served and replaced in an orderly manner.

  Despite being treated to such a grand feast, there were still people at the table who refused to show gratitude and instead spoke with sarcasm:

  "I dare ask the respected god, in such a chaotic world, how many people are warm and full, and how many are hungry and cold? You are so extravagant and luxurious, isn't it a bit too much?"

  Upon hearing this, everyone present knew in their gut that enjoying the host's warm hospitality and yet speaking such tactless words was unbecoming. Except for Zheng Duan, who came from a family of historians, no one else would think this way. Moreover, this kind of sarcastic tone was precisely the rhetorical device often used by historians.

  Lin Xu, who was accused of being extravagant, didn't get angry at all, but instead smiled and raised his cup, saying:

  "It's all right, the world is full of people suffering from hunger and cold, what does it have to do with me? I am neither an emperor nor a god, why should I take on the responsibility of saving the world from hunger and cold? As long as I fulfill my duties within my own sphere of influence, I will have no regrets before heaven and earth. Even if I hold a grand feast, it's just normal, where does this talk of excess come from? Mr. Zheng, you're really drunk."

  It seemed that Zheng Duan had made up his mind to offend Lin Xu to the end, and he still refused to give up, continuing to ask:

  "Oh, I wonder if the noble god intends to spend his whole life in Mount Huo or has grander plans?"

  At this time, Lin Xu's smile converged, and he said in a flat tone:

  "What's so great about being a local deity?"

  Upon hearing this, Zheng Duan's eyes lit up and he said:

  "It's all about timing! It's all about luck! It's all about fate! Since the noble gods do not condescend to dwell among the demonic tribes, there will surely be achievements in the future. Zheng will wait with bated breath."

  Si Ma Chang Kong, who had been watching the commotion from the side for half a day, hastily intervened to mediate between the two parties and smoothed things over by saying:

  "Cough, old friend, I think you've had too much to drink. Thank you for the generous hospitality, the fine wine and food have left my friend in a daze, would it be possible to send him back to his room to rest first?"

  The hundred schools of thought have been renowned for thousands of years, and the great sacrificer of the Yin-Yang school is a revered identity, not even gods dare to be too arrogant. Sima Changkong's strong defense of Zheng Duo seemed to be completely unaware, Lin Xu called out:

  "Oh, Wang Liang, help me see a few guests back to their rooms to rest."

  "Yes, follow me."

  Leaving the wine table, he came to the guest room of Jiufeng Town Shanshen Temple. Sima Changkong looked up and down at Zheng Duan's drunken appearance and said seriously:

  "Alas, Brother Xi, you've misspoken again. Although we came to assist Lord Huoshan at his invitation, the distinction between host and guest must not be forgotten. Lord Lishan is the master of this house, and it's only natural for him to show hospitality. How could you speak so boldly in front of the landlord? This is utterly impolite!"

  Upon hearing this, Zheng Duan, who had just been flushed with wine, suddenly burst out laughing and said:

  "Haha, don't worry, don't worry. Old Zheng hasn't reached the point of being senile yet, I was just joking with you a moment ago."

  Facing his old friend for many years, Sima Changkong was not pleased and hummed a sound, walking slowly to the window, with his hands behind his back, saying:

  "Joking? Hum, I'm afraid you have ulterior motives! Don't try to deceive me again."

  He made a gesture to indicate that Sima Changkong had set up a ban on internal and external news, and Zheng Duo only then put away his drunken expression, turned around and said in a serious tone:

  "In recent years, I have been observing the changes in the celestial phenomena every night, and I have seen some signs. The world we live in is precarious! It's not just me, the Taoist priest from Songshan also shares the same view. This is a catastrophic disaster that will destroy everything, and if something goes wrong, both the good and the bad will be destroyed together! According to legend, heaven never seals off all exits for humans, even in the face of a devastating calamity, there should always be a glimmer of hope left. In my opinion, I fear it is going to fall on this extravagant master's household."

  Quietly listening to Zheng Duan's words, Sima Changkong sighed repeatedly and shook his head, saying:

  "So you're being so reckless and arbitrary just to test someone's tolerance? How absurd! This move is too ridiculous."

  A superior person doesn't have to be skilled in acrobatics, nor does he need to possess the ability to grasp the moon and capture turtles. There are only two things that are indispensable: the ability to recognize people and the capacity to tolerate them. Both are essential and complement each other.

  Simachangkong has been in charge of the Yin Yang family's gate for over a hundred years. Although his qualifications for cultivation are not excellent, his ability to grasp people's hearts and situations has long been honed to perfection. Now, facing Zheng Duan's clumsy probing methods, Sima Changkong really had an intense urge to vomit blood. How could this be? Even if Lin Xu's temper was good, whoever it was, as the host enthusiastically entertaining guests, only to be publicly criticized by such an ungrateful and vicious guest, wouldn't they be furious? Could they still expect anything in the future?

  After scolding him, Sima Changkong still had to find a way to help Zheng Duan fill the gap. Otherwise, how could he be called an old friend? He said with some helplessness:

  "Alright! Let's go and make amends with Mount Huo's god tomorrow morning, don't leave any regrets behind."

  Pitch black that can't see a thread of light, as if it's going to swallow everything in its profound darkness, this is the true appearance of endless void.

  When people living in the universe look up at the sky, the twinkling stars they see are just a faint virtual image left over from the beginning of the universe billions of years ago.

  Although, the endless void is not a truly empty vacuum environment. To be precise, it's a world filled with chaotic space-time turbulence, extremely dangerous and disorderly. Among them, the most treacherous place is the unknown space-time vortex zone.

  A gigantic maze of time and space in disarray, a farcical drama where the future and past intersect, with up and down inverted, and black and white indistinguishable. This series of words that make one's hair stand on end are all placed on the timestream turbulence zone, but still can't quite convey the true horror.

  In fact, the situation inside the spacetime turbulence zone is a hundred times, a thousand times more terrifying than what these human words can describe. Those fragmented and lost overall quality fixed effects, drifting helplessly in the endless void of large and small interfaces, have a high probability of being sucked into the spacetime turbulence zone. After that, if the interface's quality does not reach that mysterious and unquantifiable quality limit, it may be thrown out by the spacetime chaotic flow raging inside the turbulent zone due to its excessive volume. Then, you'd better prepare yourself to stay in this hidden vortex with countless dangers for a long time.

  Like a powerless ship, the piece of land where Lin Xu Qi resided was being pushed by the turbulent flow of time and space, gradually approaching the temporal maelstrom zone, and was about to fall into it.

  At the edge of the frame, the power of the four elements collides violently with the turbulent space-time chaos, and the dense sparks generated by their friction are like the luxuriantly growing stag coral at the bottom of the sea, or the sparks flying out when steel is sharpened on a grindstone, making the viewer's heart tremble with fear.