Chapter 199
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The middle-aged man in the dark gold emperor's robe sat cross legged beside the tea tree named rouge. He frowned slightly and talked for a whole day. At that time, rouge of bitter tea tree was not very clear, but he was not willing to give up his wife and children. Finally, he even said a rude word, got up and left the north gate.
Twenty years later, no one has entered the tea garden since the emperor's robe man left. Because of the unpredictable nature of the world, the humble bitter tea tree and the Holy tree in Liangyi have undergone dramatic changes.
The red is redder, the gold is lighter.
The smell of rouge is more and more flexible, but the pale gold tea tree is gradually dim and weak, just like a rapidly aging old man who can drive a crane to the west at any time.
The bitter tea tree rouge is unwilling to see the obedient tree which has been accompanying for nearly 8000 years to die. Therefore, for the past 20 years, she has been crossing the distance, with bursts of red life essence, covering the golden tea tree, to renew her life, but every time, she will be rejected by a will.
Once the whole tea garden was born for it, but now it has to rely on the most humble bitter tea to save its life. It is proud, it is unwilling to, and would rather wither here, even if it is only a little short of satisfaction.
But the rouge bitter tea tree was not discouraged and insisted on conveying the breath of life every day, until one day, the peace of the tea garden was broken by a third person again.
This man, contrary to the emperor robed man, came from the north to the South Gate with a mellow and charming voice.
"The garden is not well-known, the road between the garden is up, only the wind accompanies, singing wildly
If you can enter this garden, you must be able to do so. So the carmine bitter tea tree quietly blooms the bright and dripping tea tree flower, and secretly looks north.
Walking slowly is a man, medium-sized, ordinary middle-aged face, a broad Taoist robe with no wind. A Taoist hair bun is randomly placed on his head, which is used to fix the bun. He looks around casually, looking around casually.
There were only two tea trees left in the original huge tea garden. Naturally, only these two tea trees could attract middle-aged Taoist priests. However, different from the past, Taoists first stood in front of bitter tea trees.
Eight thousand years of cloud and moon, the most dazzling master of the whole tea garden, has become Rouge bitter tea.
Since its own spirit, it is very rare for outsiders to have bitter tea. It is very shy. Before the Taoist comes, it closes the bright red flowers and bones tightly.
"What should I call you, Kudingcha?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest's voice of inquiry sounded, and then he replied to himself:
"you are no longer a bitter tea, but a new existence. Unexpectedly, I saw detachment in a tea tree. It's wonderful, wonderful!"
The flowers and bones of the myrtle bitter tea tree opened gently, and all the bright red leaves on the tree swayed left and right, sending out an invisible wave, as if talking.
The middle-aged Taoist understood the emotion expressed by bitter tea tree, and answered:
"your name is rouge, which is really a good name."
The flowers and bones on the rouge bitter tea tree are playing one by one. They are very happy, but they are afraid to see a white palm covering them.
The middle-aged Taoist priest who stretched out his right hand did not touch the red flower, but suspended above it, closed his eyes and felt silent.
"Time, cause and effect, fate, robbery."
One word comes out of the mouth of the middle-aged Taoist priest. Every word is full of mystery, as if a picture is intercepted from the long river of rolling time.
A moment later, the middle-aged Taoist priest took back his right hand, opened his eyes, and said faintly:
"in less than ten years, this place will be destroyed, but I like you very much, rouge, so I am willing to provide you with two choices. First, I will find a place out of the world for you, so that you can grow for another two thousand years. With this, it will be completely complete, and it will never appear under the road Even I can't imagine what you were like at that time, but surely it will shock all the existence of the whole endless mountain. "
After the middle-aged Taoist priest finished, he quietly looked at the bitter tea tree in front of him, looking forward to its shaking consent, but the rouge bitter tea tree was still standing in place, and wanted to listen to the Taoist's second choice.
Then the middle-aged Taoist priest sighed and said again:
"the second choice is to turn a year into a day. With your soul, you will become the spirit of all things. There will be no Rouge bitter tea tree in the world, only rouge."
The middle-aged Taoist no longer spoke. The bitter tea tree in front of her had a spirit. She was making her own choice.
In fact, it is extremely lucky that you can make your own choice in the world. Most of them have not even got the chance to choose, just like the golden tea tree in the center of Liangyi.
After thinking for a while, the black tea flower on the bitter tea tree shrank twice. She chose the second one, because the second person gave her a breath, which belonged to Zhao family blood, and told her all day. The breath was also a world of mortals, a brand-new world gate belonging to the spirits of all things.
She wanted to see, she wanted to look for, the call in the dark."Fate comes and goes, and it's doomed that flowers bloom and fall sometimes. Maybe you can't see all the time. Have you decided?
"Maybe ten thousand years is as short as a day, maybe everything goes against our wishes, maybe life is like a dream, you really decide?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest said three possibilities in one breath and asked twice whether he had made such a decision, which showed that he really cared.
Rouge bitter tea tree no longer hesitated, the whole body of the red leaves began to tremble, and then a piece of their own body, floating to the distance, flying all over the sky, dyed the whole sky of the tea garden.
The middle-aged Taoist priest stretched out his flawless right hand, bent his fingers, and gently approached the only black camellia on the bitter tea tree.
"Since you choose to change people, and everyone has parents, so you will be my daughter. My surname is Lu. Welcome to the world of mortals, Lu Yanzhi."
At the end of the sentence, the finger flicks, the black tea flower flies out, flies into the air, all the red leaves converge downward, package, and gradually become a baby girl suspended in the air.
The baby girl's eyes are very watery, and her pupils are dark green after tea baking.
The middle-aged Taoist priest gently waved his hand and made the bed of thousands of red leaves. He lifted up the baby and floated it gently. Then the Taoist took off his coat and held the baby girl in his arms.
After a moment's hesitation, the Taoist priest began to leave with the baby girl in his arms. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "well, it's too bad for you to be destroyed. I'll help you."
With his right hand raised, he waved a drop of golden red sage blood, and then the middle-aged Taoist once again bent his fingers, and the golden tea tree turned into a baby boy and quacked to the ground.
After that, a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared in the endless mountain. He only wore an underwear shirt and wore a Taoist hair bun at random. He was still free and easy, but he had a baby girl with big eyes in his arms, and he carried a baby boy in his left hand, which was very strange.
A year later, the figure of middle-aged Taoists appeared in the vast land of Shenzhou, the city of Central Plains, in the crowded crowd.
The hot water under her feet has already become cold, but Zhao Yu is not aware of it. Before her eyes, countless green life elves surround the girl, her cheeks are still red, her eyes are still fresh, but the story she tells is so shocking.
This is a story before the birth of the first carmine bitter tea tree in the world.
While Rouge girl told the story to the young emperor, she concealed two things.
One day a year, the bitter tea tree has been open for 8000 years, so the life span of a girl who becomes a human being is only 22 years.
When Zhao Yu traveled all over the world with her husband, rouge girl followed her breath and searched for more than ten years. Zhao Yu settled in the outskirts of Jiangling City, where there was a tea shop.
How can there be so many coincidences in the world? Some are just premeditated for a long time.
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The middle-aged man in the dark gold emperor's robe sat cross legged beside the tea tree named rouge. He frowned slightly and talked for a whole day. At that time, rouge of bitter tea tree was not very clear, but he was not willing to give up his wife and children. Finally, he even said a rude word, got up and left the north gate.
Twenty years later, no one has entered the tea garden since the emperor's robe man left. Because of the unpredictable nature of the world, the humble bitter tea tree and the Holy tree in Liangyi have undergone dramatic changes.
The red is redder, the gold is lighter.
The smell of rouge is more and more flexible, but the pale gold tea tree is gradually dim and weak, just like a rapidly aging old man who can drive a crane to the west at any time.
The bitter tea tree rouge is unwilling to see the obedient tree which has been accompanying for nearly 8000 years to die. Therefore, for the past 20 years, she has been crossing the distance, with bursts of red life essence, covering the golden tea tree, to renew her life, but every time, she will be rejected by a will.
Once the whole tea garden was born for it, but now it has to rely on the most humble bitter tea to save its life. It is proud, it is unwilling to, and would rather wither here, even if it is only a little short of satisfaction.
But the rouge bitter tea tree was not discouraged and insisted on conveying the breath of life every day, until one day, the peace of the tea garden was broken by a third person again.
This man, contrary to the emperor robed man, came from the north to the South Gate with a mellow and charming voice.
"The garden is not well-known, the road between the garden is up, only the wind accompanies, singing wildly
If you can enter this garden, you must be able to do so. So the carmine bitter tea tree quietly blooms the bright and dripping tea tree flower, and secretly looks north.
Walking slowly is a man, medium-sized, ordinary middle-aged face, a broad Taoist robe with no wind. A Taoist hair bun is randomly placed on his head, which is used to fix the bun. He looks around casually, looking around casually.
There were only two tea trees left in the original huge tea garden. Naturally, only these two tea trees could attract middle-aged Taoist priests. However, different from the past, Taoists first stood in front of bitter tea trees.
Eight thousand years of cloud and moon, the most dazzling master of the whole tea garden, has become Rouge bitter tea.
Since its own spirit, it is very rare for outsiders to have bitter tea. It is very shy. Before the Taoist comes, it closes the bright red flowers and bones tightly.
"What should I call you, Kudingcha?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest's voice of inquiry sounded, and then he replied to himself:
"you are no longer a bitter tea, but a new existence. Unexpectedly, I saw detachment in a tea tree. It's wonderful, wonderful!"
The flowers and bones of the myrtle bitter tea tree opened gently, and all the bright red leaves on the tree swayed left and right, sending out an invisible wave, as if talking.
The middle-aged Taoist understood the emotion expressed by bitter tea tree, and answered:
"your name is rouge, which is really a good name."
The flowers and bones on the rouge bitter tea tree are playing one by one. They are very happy, but they are afraid to see a white palm covering them.
The middle-aged Taoist priest who stretched out his right hand did not touch the red flower, but suspended above it, closed his eyes and felt silent.
"Time, cause and effect, fate, robbery."
One word comes out of the mouth of the middle-aged Taoist priest. Every word is full of mystery, as if a picture is intercepted from the long river of rolling time.
A moment later, the middle-aged Taoist priest took back his right hand, opened his eyes, and said faintly:
"in less than ten years, this place will be destroyed, but I like you very much, rouge, so I am willing to provide you with two choices. First, I will find a place out of the world for you, so that you can grow for another two thousand years. With this, it will be completely complete, and it will never appear under the road Even I can't imagine what you were like at that time, but surely it will shock all the existence of the whole endless mountain. "
After the middle-aged Taoist priest finished, he quietly looked at the bitter tea tree in front of him, looking forward to its shaking consent, but the rouge bitter tea tree was still standing in place, and wanted to listen to the Taoist's second choice.
Then the middle-aged Taoist priest sighed and said again:
"the second choice is to turn a year into a day. With your soul, you will become the spirit of all things. There will be no Rouge bitter tea tree in the world, only rouge."
The middle-aged Taoist no longer spoke. The bitter tea tree in front of her had a spirit. She was making her own choice.
In fact, it is extremely lucky that you can make your own choice in the world. Most of them have not even got the chance to choose, just like the golden tea tree in the center of Liangyi.
After thinking for a while, the black tea flower on the bitter tea tree shrank twice. She chose the second one, because the second person gave her a breath, which belonged to Zhao family blood, and told her all day. The breath was also a world of mortals, a brand-new world gate belonging to the spirits of all things.
She wanted to see, she wanted to look for, the call in the dark."Fate comes and goes, and it's doomed that flowers bloom and fall sometimes. Maybe you can't see all the time. Have you decided?
"Maybe ten thousand years is as short as a day, maybe everything goes against our wishes, maybe life is like a dream, you really decide?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest said three possibilities in one breath and asked twice whether he had made such a decision, which showed that he really cared.
Rouge bitter tea tree no longer hesitated, the whole body of the red leaves began to tremble, and then a piece of their own body, floating to the distance, flying all over the sky, dyed the whole sky of the tea garden.
The middle-aged Taoist priest stretched out his flawless right hand, bent his fingers, and gently approached the only black camellia on the bitter tea tree.
"Since you choose to change people, and everyone has parents, so you will be my daughter. My surname is Lu. Welcome to the world of mortals, Lu Yanzhi."
At the end of the sentence, the finger flicks, the black tea flower flies out, flies into the air, all the red leaves converge downward, package, and gradually become a baby girl suspended in the air.
The baby girl's eyes are very watery, and her pupils are dark green after tea baking.
The middle-aged Taoist priest gently waved his hand and made the bed of thousands of red leaves. He lifted up the baby and floated it gently. Then the Taoist took off his coat and held the baby girl in his arms.
After a moment's hesitation, the Taoist priest began to leave with the baby girl in his arms. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "well, it's too bad for you to be destroyed. I'll help you."
With his right hand raised, he waved a drop of golden red sage blood, and then the middle-aged Taoist once again bent his fingers, and the golden tea tree turned into a baby boy and quacked to the ground.
After that, a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared in the endless mountain. He only wore an underwear shirt and wore a Taoist hair bun at random. He was still free and easy, but he had a baby girl with big eyes in his arms, and he carried a baby boy in his left hand, which was very strange.
A year later, the figure of middle-aged Taoists appeared in the vast land of Shenzhou, the city of Central Plains, in the crowded crowd.
The hot water under her feet has already become cold, but Zhao Yu is not aware of it. Before her eyes, countless green life elves surround the girl, her cheeks are still red, her eyes are still fresh, but the story she tells is so shocking.
This is a story before the birth of the first carmine bitter tea tree in the world.
While Rouge girl told the story to the young emperor, she concealed two things.
One day a year, the bitter tea tree has been open for 8000 years, so the life span of a girl who becomes a human being is only 22 years.
When Zhao Yu traveled all over the world with her husband, rouge girl followed her breath and searched for more than ten years. Zhao Yu settled in the outskirts of Jiangling City, where there was a tea shop.
How can there be so many coincidences in the world? Some are just premeditated for a long time.
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The middle-aged man in the dark gold emperor's robe sat cross legged beside the tea tree named rouge. He frowned slightly and talked for a whole day. At that time, rouge of bitter tea tree was not very clear, but he was not willing to give up his wife and children. Finally, he even said a rude word, got up and left the north gate. Twenty years later, no one has entered the tea garden since the emperor's robe man left. Because of the unpredictable nature of the world, the humble bitter tea tree and the Holy tree in Liangyi have undergone dramatic changes. The red is redder, the gold is lighter. The smell of rouge is more and more flexible, but the pale gold tea tree is gradually dim and weak, just like a rapidly aging old man who can drive a crane to the west at any time. The bitter tea tree rouge is unwilling to see the obedient tree which has been accompanying for nearly 8000 years to die. Therefore, for the past 20 years, she has been crossing the distance, with bursts of red life essence, covering the golden tea tree, to renew her life, but every time, she will be rejected by a will. Once the whole tea garden was born for it, but now it has to rely on the most humble bitter tea to save its life. It is proud, it is unwilling to, and would rather wither here, even if it is only a little short of satisfaction. But the rouge bitter tea tree was not discouraged and insisted on conveying the breath of life every day, until one day, the peace of the tea garden was broken by a third person again. This man, contrary to the emperor robed man, came from the north to the South Gate with a mellow and charming voice. "The garden is not well-known, the road between the garden is up, only the wind accompanies, singing wildly If you can enter this garden, you must be able to do so. So the carmine bitter tea tree quietly blooms the bright and dripping tea tree flower, and secretly looks north. Walking slowly is a man, medium-sized, ordinary middle-aged face, a broad Taoist robe with no wind. A Taoist hair bun is randomly placed on his head, which is used to fix the bun. He looks around casually, looking around casually. There were only two tea trees left in the original huge tea garden. Naturally, only these two tea trees could attract middle-aged Taoist priests. However, different from the past, Taoists first stood in front of bitter tea trees. Eight thousand years of cloud and moon, the most dazzling master of the whole tea garden, has become Rouge bitter tea. Since its own spirit, it is very rare for outsiders to have bitter tea. It is very shy. Before the Taoist comes, it closes the bright red flowers and bones tightly. "What should I call you, Kudingcha?" The middle-aged Taoist priest's voice of inquiry sounded, and then he replied to himself: "you are no longer a bitter tea, but a new existence. Unexpectedly, I saw detachment in a tea tree. It's wonderful, wonderful!" The flowers and bones of the myrtle bitter tea tree opened gently, and all the bright red leaves on the tree swayed left and right, sending out an invisible wave, as if talking. The middle-aged Taoist understood the emotion expressed by bitter tea tree, and answered: "your name is rouge, which is really a good name." The flowers and bones on the rouge bitter tea tree are playing one by one. They are very happy, but they are afraid to see a white palm covering them. The middle-aged Taoist priest who stretched out his right hand did not touch the red flower, but suspended above it, closed his eyes and felt silent. "Time, cause and effect, fate, robbery." One word comes out of the mouth of the middle-aged Taoist priest. Every word is full of mystery, as if a picture is intercepted from the long river of rolling time. A moment later, the middle-aged Taoist priest took back his right hand, opened his eyes, and said faintly: "in less than ten years, this place will be destroyed, but I like you very much, rouge, so I am willing to provide you with two choices. First, I will find a place out of the world for you, so that you can grow for another two thousand years. With this, it will be completely complete, and it will never appear under the road Even I can't imagine what you were like at that time, but surely it will shock all the existence of the whole endless mountain. " After the middle-aged Taoist priest finished, he quietly looked at the bitter tea tree in front of him, looking forward to its shaking consent, but the rouge bitter tea tree was still standing in place, and wanted to listen to the Taoist's second choice. Then the middle-aged Taoist priest sighed and said again: "the second choice is to turn a year into a day. With your soul, you will become the spirit of all things. There will be no Rouge bitter tea tree in the world, only rouge." The middle-aged Taoist no longer spoke. The bitter tea tree in front of her had a spirit. She was making her own choice. In fact, it is extremely lucky that you can make your own choice in the world. Most of them have not even got the chance to choose, just like the golden tea tree in the center of Liangyi. After thinking for a while, the black tea flower on the bitter tea tree shrank twice. She chose the second one, because the second person gave her a breath, which belonged to Zhao family blood, and told her all day. The breath was also a world of mortals, a brand-new world gate belonging to the spirits of all things. She wanted to see, she wanted to look for, the call in the dark."Fate comes and goes, and it's doomed that flowers bloom and fall sometimes. Maybe you can't see all the time. Have you decided? "Maybe ten thousand years is as short as a day, maybe everything goes against our wishes, maybe life is like a dream, you really decide?" The middle-aged Taoist priest said three possibilities in one breath and asked twice whether he had made such a decision, which showed that he really cared. Rouge bitter tea tree no longer hesitated, the whole body of the red leaves began to tremble, and then a piece of their own body, floating to the distance, flying all over the sky, dyed the whole sky of the tea garden. The middle-aged Taoist priest stretched out his flawless right hand, bent his fingers, and gently approached the only black camellia on the bitter tea tree. "Since you choose to change people, and everyone has parents, so you will be my daughter. My surname is Lu. Welcome to the world of mortals, Lu Yanzhi." At the end of the sentence, the finger flicks, the black tea flower flies out, flies into the air, all the red leaves converge downward, package, and gradually become a baby girl suspended in the air. The baby girl's eyes are very watery, and her pupils are dark green after tea baking. The middle-aged Taoist priest gently waved his hand and made the bed of thousands of red leaves. He lifted up the baby and floated it gently. Then the Taoist took off his coat and held the baby girl in his arms. After a moment's hesitation, the Taoist priest began to leave with the baby girl in his arms. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "well, it's too bad for you to be destroyed. I'll help you." With his right hand raised, he waved a drop of golden red sage blood, and then the middle-aged Taoist once again bent his fingers, and the golden tea tree turned into a baby boy and quacked to the ground. After that, a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared in the endless mountain. He only wore an underwear shirt and wore a Taoist hair bun at random. He was still free and easy, but he had a baby girl with big eyes in his arms, and he carried a baby boy in his left hand, which was very strange. A year later, the figure of middle-aged Taoists appeared in the vast land of Shenzhou, the city of Central Plains, in the crowded crowd. The hot water under her feet has already become cold, but Zhao Yu is not aware of it. Before her eyes, countless green life elves surround the girl, her cheeks are still red, her eyes are still fresh, but the story she tells is so shocking. This is a story before the birth of the first carmine bitter tea tree in the world. While Rouge girl told the story to the young emperor, she concealed two things. One day a year, the bitter tea tree has been open for 8000 years, so the life span of a girl who becomes a human being is only 22 years. When Zhao Yu traveled all over the world with her husband, rouge girl followed her breath and searched for more than ten years. Zhao Yu settled in the outskirts of Jiangling City, where there was a tea shop. How can there be so many coincidences in the world? Some are just premeditated for a long time. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
