Fantasy: At the beginning, the empress is tricked into kneeling down to become her disciple.

Lin Ming himself couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that his cultivation could be improved so easily.

After feeling his own cultivation level, he has actually reached the first level of Tongxuan Realm.

As expected of the old man Zhuixin, the various exotic flowers and herbs cultivated here have thousands of years of medicinal power. Combining them with each other to make tea can fully stimulate the essence of medicinal power inside.

Coupled with the fact that Lin Ming's Holy Spirit Demonic Body could fully absorb and dissolve the power entering the body, it was logical that his cultivation reached the first level of Tongxuan Realm.

Of course, only Lin Ming was aware of such changes.

The old man Zuixin sitting opposite was still looking at Lin Ming blankly.

"What do you think?"Old Man Zhui Xin also picked up the teacup and took a slight sip.

Old Man Chui Xin is a person who understands tea, and naturally fully understands the delicious taste of this tea. Unfortunately, it has not yet reached the level of true"perfection".

As a person who does not understand Lin Ming, the tea lover, actually asked himself how is this tea?

How could Lin Ming know?

He can definitely be praised for the taste of this tea., coupled with the medicinal power inside it, it was even more wonderful for Lin Ming's body.

However, as Ye Bingli's master, I naturally cannot be too exaggerated.

Lin Ming glanced silently, put down the tea cup slowly, and said two words casually,"Just average!"

For a moment, the old man Zhuixin was shocked by Lin Ming's actions.

As expected of Ye Bingli's master, he is also a person who understands tea.

Ancient Molong leaves are added to this tea. Unfortunately, this tea is only three thousand years old. If it can be ten thousand years old and neutralize the taste of other teas, it can be called the best in the world.

It's a pity that the cultivation of ancient Molong leaves is extremely difficult, and the cultivation conditions of Molong tea trees are extremely harsh, and their life span is only 10,000.

If time is slightly slack, the tea trees will wither, and the tea leaves will also wither, losing their original taste.

Ye Bingli's master himself, coupled with everything Xuanming Tianzong passed down at this time, almost deified the man in front of him.

At first, the old man Zhuixin didn't think much of it, but now he saw it with his own eyes.

At such a young age, he is a person who understands tea so well, and his experience is not even inferior to his own.

Especially his elusive eyes, it seems that he is the only one who can see through others.

The old man Zhuixin immediately realized his rude behavior, and with a wave of his hand, the two teacups fell directly to the ground. The delicious tea was immediately wasted on the ground.

Stop it!

Lin Ming's reaction must have been half a beat slower than that of Old Man Zhuixin. When he noticed, the tea had already fallen to the ground.

This made Lin Ming feel distressed!

This damn heartless old man.

How could he be such a bastard? Such good tea, like a treasure in the world, would be wasted carelessly. This would be punished by God.

The most important thing is that Lin Ming did not finish the drink at that time. If he drank it all, he might be able to improve his cultivation to a higher level.

How could it not make Lin Ming heartbroken if all his good cultivation was wasted like this?

Next, in order to show his respect for Lin Ming, the old man Zhuixin made a beautiful cup of tea again.

The tea is slightly red with maple leaves, but the steaming heat exudes strong power.

"please!"The old man Zhuixin made a gesture of invitation. This is the best tea he can make at present.

Lin Ming kept his inner calm and picked it up.

This time he stopped talking nonsense and drank it all in one gulp.