The Glorious Summoner

"Be careful, there may be fraud..." Hua Xin stared at the father-in-law, showing a wary look, then looked at the seemingly calm lake, and whispered to remind Xia Ping An, "Our divine power is sealed here. , I don’t know if there is anything else in the lake. If there are sharks or other monsters in the lake, we get on the boat and sail into the lake, then it’s dangerous. This may be a trap..."

　　Hua Xin said that there is a reason for her, but her reasoning is only based on her own judgment and understanding of the environment here, and Xia Ping's understanding of this place is completely on two levels.

　　 "I don't think there should be any danger. If we don't take a look, we may be stuck here!" Xia Ping'an said with a smile.

　　 Huaxin warned, "Are you going? It may be a self-inflicted snare. There are many incredible rooms in this shrine. Many rooms are hidden and dangerous. People who enter these rooms may die if they are not careful..."

"There may also be special opportunities in these rooms. If Senior Sister Hua is not at ease, you can wait here and I will go and see what's going on!" Xia Ping'an said, without hesitation anymore, her figure stretched out as if Leaping up like a big bird, the whole person flew a distance of more than ten or twenty meters with a single tap on the branch next to him, and landed firmly on the flat boat of the male.

　　 Xia Ping'an fell on the flat boat, but it swayed slightly up and down twice, causing a circle of ripples on the calm lake.

　　 "Hahaha, this young man is so skilled!" The man laughed and praised Xia Ping An.

　　 "Where, just eat it!"

Hua Xin didn't expect Xia Pingan to be so "reckless". Seeing Xia Pingan flying on the boat, she remembered what the master said, gritted her teeth slightly, and the whole thing leapt up, and then landed on the boat with Xia Pingan. Standing on the bow.

"The son and the young lady are seated, the old man is going to row a boat..." The man said, he shook the scull, the boat turned his head lightly in the lake, and headed towards the misty island in the lake. As he drove away, the father sang while shaking his throat.

"Yinyun, **** the moon, planted cold flowers and sent me sorrow. Yang and a little bit will come, and whoever leaks in the south of the Yangtze River in spring. The coral is made of jade for the skin, and the submerged water is incense and sandalwood spit. Jianjie, the oblique dance dances the corner of the house with smoke, and the old tree crushes the corner of the wall with snow. Fengliu refuses to accept Wang Xieliang, but the lonely and the noble laughs and the inferior. Xiao Ran is the most unfamiliar with the vulgar..."

　　 Just amidst the singing of the father, the flat boat leisurely crossed the tranquil lake and the thin layer of mist.

Xia Ping’an is experiencing the leisurely mood of watching the snow at the lake’s pavilion. At this time, the scene, "...the shadow on the lake, only a trace of the long embankment, a small pavilion in the lake center, and Yu Zhou, two or three grains in the boat. "The indifferent mood is simply wonderful.

　　 But Hua Xin didn't realize this. She was fully on guard, like a tight bow, staring at the surface of the water and her father, ready to take action at any time.

　　 After a while, the sing of the father-in-law stopped, and the flat boat came to the edge of an island in the lake.

There is a pavilion in the island. In the pavilion, there is a person sitting alone, there is tea, a stove, and various exquisite tea sets. The man is boiling water and making tea. I'm making tea, it's so inelegant.

　　 "This young lady, my master is in the pavilion, and the two of them can go up by themselves..." said the man.

　　 "Thank you Lao Zhang for extradition..." Xia Ping'an thanked him, with his foot on the bow of the ship, he flew to the island, and Hua Xin flew up with him.

The island is not big, Xia Ping’an walked a few steps, and came to the pavilion. Inside the pavilion, an old man in Tsing Yi with frost and snow on his temples was making tea. The old man in Tsing Yi wore the elegant clothes of Ming Dynasty, but his temperament was luxurious. , The eyes are warm and energetic, and every move has an unspeakable charm.

This is Zhang Dai, and this is an old man of ancient swords. If you say that Gongzi Qingji is the representative of the Chinese aristocracy in the Spring and Autumn Period, you can see the **** bravery and sturdyness of the Chinese aristocracy from Gongzi Qingji, then this Zhang Dai in front of him, then It is a representative of another style of the Chinese aristocracy. From Zhang Dai's body, one can see the Chinese aristocracy's civility and unyielding courage when the country was ruined and destroyed.

The old man in front of me is less of a dude, loves the prosperity, a good abbey, a beautiful maid, good clothes, good food, a good horse, a good lantern, a good fireworks, a good pear orchard, a good advocacy, a good antique, a good flower and bird, and tea Obscene orange abuse, bookworm poetry demon...

　　 After fifty years, the country was ruined and the family died. The old man avoided the mountain and lived in the mountains, broke the dying piano, and the incomplete book, the lack of inkstone, the commoner and the ranunculus as the companion, wrote the history and book for the Ming Dynasty.

　　 "The water has just been boiled, and the two can come to the pavilion to drink the CCP..." Zhang Dai in the pavilion gently waved his hand, inviting Xia Pingan and Hua Xin to enter the pavilion.

"Mr. is in good spirits, then I will be disrespectful!" Xia Ping'an smiled coolly and calmly walked into the pavilion and sat opposite Zhang Dai. Hua Xin followed in and sat next to Xia Ping'an, but she squinted her eyes. Looking at Zhang Dai's expression, he seemed to be ready to drew his sword and split the opponent in half whenever there is a situation.

　　 Zhang Dai was making tea, and his every move was calm and pleasing to the eye, but in an instant, the tea was ready.

　　 The tea water tumbling in the plain white porcelain cup, the fragrance of tea refreshes one's heart, the tea soup color is like bamboo stew prescription, the green powder is uniform; it is like the dawn of the mountain window, the paper is light, and it is pleasing to the eye.

　　 In the heart of such a snowy lake, being able to drink a cup of hot tea is really elegant.

Looking at this beautiful tea soup, Xia Ping’s heart moved, and he remembered some of Zhang Dai’s past. Zhang Dai is not just a dude who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. His epitaph is self-effacement. In fact, Zhang Dai is extremely high in all aspects. Zhang Dai's accomplishments and immersion, especially in the tea ceremony, Zhang Dai liked to fight tea with people when he was young, and later gradually became the master of the tea ceremony. He once made a tea, which was famous all over the world.

　　 "Two of you, please..." Zhang Dai smiled slightly and held up his tea cup.

　　 "Sir, please..." Xia Ping'an also picked up the tea cup, blew and took a sip.

When the tea entered his throat, it turned into a refreshing and fragrant aura that spread throughout the body. Xia Ping'an felt that the divine power in his secret mandala was actually boiling. The upper limit of the divine power in the sky well of his secret mandala was originally 6988 points. After taking a sip, the upper limit of divine power actually increased by 5 points, and it suddenly became 6,993 points.

Xia Ping An was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had an illusion. He realized that his power limit and power had indeed increased by 5 points at the same time. Xia Ping’an couldn’t help taking another sip. The power and power limit in the secret frankness were once again. Adding 5 points directly becomes 6998 points. In the blink of an eye, drinking a small cup of tea is equivalent to fusing a small half of a world bead.

　　 Huaxin didn't drink tea. She looked at Zhang Dai with some caution, wondering about Xia Ping'an being reckless, and using her eyes to signal Xia Ping'an to stop Xia Ping'an from drinking.

As soon as Xia Ping'an raised his head, he drank the whole cup of tea. The remaining half of the cup gave him 10 points of supernatural power and the upper limit of supernatural power. Xia Ping'an's supernatural power broke through 7000 points at once and reached it. 7008 points.

　　 A cup of tea, 20 o'clock supernatural power, where is the world looking for such a good thing.

　　 "Sister Hua, you have a drink too, this tea is hard to find in the world, and its magical uses are endless. It will be of great benefit to you and me!" Xia Ping'an said directly to Hua Xin.

Hua Xin was taken aback for a moment. She saw that Xia Ping'an did not look like a joke, and she kept winking her eyes. Moreover, after Xia Ping'an finished drinking tea, she seemed to be fine. She looked down at the fragrant and attractive tea soup. He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Only a few seconds later, Xia Ping’an saw Hua Xin’s eyes brighten, and she seemed to have finally realized the beauty of the tea. She took another sip. After a few seconds, Hua Xin’s face finally appeared. With a touch of emotion, he couldn't help but drank all the tea in the cup.

　　 "Sister Hua, how is it, I didn't lie to you!" Xia Ping'an smiled.

"This tea is indeed extraordinary..." Hua Xin let out a long sigh, and a smile appeared on his face. Inside this shrine, there are great dangers and great opportunities. The situation in front of you is just a chance. Hua Xin immediately So he reacted and confessed to Zhang Dai, "Hua Xinchu came here and was too careful. If there is any offense, please make atonement!"

"Hahaha, it's okay!" Zhang Dai laughed, and in the look of Xia Ping'an and Hua Xin's expectation, he poured a cup of tea for the two again, looking at Xia Ping'an and Hua Xin and said, "This son has a strong breath. Like a fierce general, this girl is dressed in a black dress, which looks like a match, but if this son can be a scholar, girl, you wear a white dress today, if you two can perform a song "Lei Feng" today. "Note", that would be more interesting..."

Hua Xin didn’t understand why Zhang Dai said that. He was completely confused, but Xia Ping’an was clear~www.readwn.com~ This Dai compares him and Hua Xin to Xu Xian and White Lady. They are joking with them, Zhang Dai He likes opera, but in the Ming Dynasty, after Chen Liulong wrote "Leifengji", the white lady also boarded the overture stage.

"Cough cough..." Xia Ping'an coughed twice, and quickly said to Zhang Dai with a smile, "If the husband likes it, make us a few pots of tea to moisturize our throats. Whatever the husband likes, this girl and I will act for the husband. !"

Zhang Dai smiled and shook his head, "The most important thing in this drama is the first side of her appearance. This girl is beautiful and dignified. She can play the white lady in a white dress. You are a big bald man. No matter how you act, you can't do it. A weak scholar, your bald head reminds me of that horrible old monk. At the first glance, you can’t be up for the title, that’s all, that’s all..."

　　 Xia was speechless. I had known that he had become a little boy with a white face. At that time, I didn't know which nerve in his head had different preferences. He turned into such a big bald man. Maybe he missed a chance.

　　 Although it was a pity in his heart, Xia Ping'an was not idle, holding up the cup, drank a cup of tea in one breath, and the upper limit of supernatural power reached 7028.

　　 Just in the blink of an eye, one person drank four cups of tea, the pot of water was also empty, Xia Ping's supernatural power limit, in the end also soared to 7068 points.

　　 "Excuse me, sir, what is the name of this tea?" Hua Xin asked with some intent.

"I haven't figured out the name of this tea yet. If you give me a name, if the name you choose is satisfactory to me, I will make you another pot of tea!" Zhang Dai said with a smile, and threw one. problem.