Eighty years ago.
Kunlun Mountain…
A twenty-year-old young man and a teenage boy.
The young man, dressed in a black gown, had a cool face and vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
The boy had a tender face, disheveled hair and tears on his face.
"Master, do you really want to leave?"
The boy stood beside the young man, wiping his tears continuously, his voice filled with sadness and reluctance.
"Yes." The young man nodded slightly.
The Boy: "Master, when will you come back?"
The young man: "Maybe tomorrow, maybe I will never come back."
The Boy: "Master, I will always be here waiting for you, you saved me from the traffickers, I have no father and no mother, since you saved me, I have sworn that I will be your servant forever, in this life, my life is yours."
The young man: "Hmm."
The boy: "Master, don't worry, I will take care of everything you leave here, Ah Huang and the peach tree."
The young man: "Okay."
…
Inside a hall of Longevity Temple.
Everything was silent.
In the middle was a pure wood coffee table with a crystal cup on it, smoke was slowly coming from it as a scent of tea emitted out, if someone knowledgeable came over, they would surely yell constantly, their faces would distort, and yell at a certain prodigal.
Because this was clearly the crystal cup of the Warring State Period.
Now in the whole world, there was only one that had been exposed and unearthed. The moment it was unearthed, it was directly taken away by the head of China, and it finally became one of the 64 national treasure-class cultural relics prohibited from exhibition by China.
And now, there was a second cup, not only did it appear, but it was also intact, crystal clear, without any cracks, and it was really used for tea.
Ye Bei sat beside the coffee table, he stretched out his white finger to gently pick it up and place it on the corner of his mouth, then he blew it gently and finally took a sip. The action was very ordinary, but somehow, it was full of indescribable nobility and elegance.
The taste of the tea was very familiar.
Ye Bei's thoughts also drifted far at this moment.
When he traveled to Qingcheng County on his own, he came across three boys who were playing around and discussing Taoism.
On a whim, he talked to them about it. The three boys, after listening, were greatly benefited and did not know how to repay him, so together, they gathered a very rare tea from the Bottomless Cliff and gave it to Ye Bei.
It was passed down in later generations that the tea was picked by Taoists and named Qingcheng Taoist Tea.
And those three boys, countless years later, were called Taoist Trinity by posterity.
It was a pity that this past event had long been buried in the long river of years, and no one would know about it except Ye Bei.
"The tea tastes good." Ye Bei said, feeling the fragrance of tea in his mouth, regaining his senses, breaking the silence, and commenting lightly, "If I'm correct, this should be Qingcheng Taoist Tea, but later, because of the chaos of war, it has been extinct as early as a thousand years ago, Little An, it counts as impressive that you can get this thing."
Little An was the old man's nickname.
His full name was Wang An, which was given to him by Ye Bei himself.
At this moment, he bent his body and stood respectfully.
Eighty years!
He still remembered the original events very clearly.
He was already old now…
He felt that in this life, he might never see Ye Bei again.
Fortunately, eighty years later, Ye Bei came back again, still the same as when he left.
Hearing Ye Bei's voice, his body trembled slightly, and he immediately recovered from those thoughts, "Master, it's good as long as you like it. I have some of these tea leaves, they were sent by a big family, it is said that their ancestors have exquisite and well-preserved products that have been handed down for thousands of years, I'm not willing to drink it, I don't really know the origin of this tea."
"Oh?"
Clatter!
Ye Bei put down the teacup.
Tea that had been circulating for thousands of years… This should be regarded as the last batch in the world.
Qingcheng Taoist Tea started from him, and now it came back next to him… It was really hard to understand the way of the cycle.
"Master?"
Seeing Ye Bei's movements, Wang An suddenly became nervous and bent over. When he said this, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes… If it was because of this tea, he would not mind turning that big family that covered the sky in the south upside down.
"It's okay." Ye Bei shook his head, even if he said it, others would not understand the thoughts in his heart. After feeling Wang An's killing intent, he directly changed the subject, "Let's talk about the current world, what are the changes?"
"Yes, sir."
Hu!
Wang An took a breath and began to speak seriously.
"After Master left, war broke out in China, and the ruler of the Qing Dynasty was overthrown."
"At the beginning, the eight major countries jointly attacked China and plundered endless resources. When China was about to be unable to support it, I went down the mountain and used a little trick to finally end the war."
"In the past few years, countries all over the world have been developing peacefully. Technology and culture have all been improved as never before, people's lives have also been greatly improved, although there are still starving people."
"In the current world, America is the strongest country, followed by Russia… China is also very powerful."
"And the old people whom Master told me at the beginning have been very good and did not die in the war… And relying on the wealth you left behind, now in all major fields, there have been some small achievements, but they should know that all those properties belong to you, Master, and I will call and summon them over."
When talking about this, Wang An's eyes flickered slightly, and then he continued.
But Ye Bei could see his casual look very clearly.
Ye Bei had been living for 90,000 years, he had seen too many people, too many things…
Even in the long river of years, there had never been a lack of betrayers.
Give help when others were in the most difficult situation. However, after their rise, they were intoxicated with greed, their eyes were cold and indifferent, and refused to recognize each other.
If he was not wrong, in the eighty years since Ye Bei disappeared, some people like this had also appeared…
However, at this moment, Ye Bei did not expose it.
He just sipped the Qingcheng Taoist Tea and listened quietly. As for the traitors, it would not be long before they would pay a heavy price.
Wang An said a lot.
The current situation of the major countries on earth, the development of science and technology were spectacular, there were some strange things…
And the fact that Wang An relied on some small methods taught by Ye Bei to become an Old Immortal in Kunlun Mountain…
After talking for more than two hours, Qingcheng Taoist tea had been added one after another.
"En."
It wasn't until Ye Bei put down the teacup, nodded, and after a hum did Wang An stop, and looked at Ye Bei nervously, for fear that something he did not do well would make him unsatisfied.
But while Wang An patiently waited for Ye Bei's words.
Boom!
There was a loud bang at the gate of Longevity Temple as the gate collapsed.
A group of aggressive men in black suits pushed away the special police and arrogantly broke in in front of countless tourists.
"It seems that they are here without having to call." Sitting on the ancient chair, Ye Bei, hearing the sound, shook his head slightly, and whispered.
Thump!
Wang An's eyes boiled with murderous intent, but his face was pale, the thump was heard again and he knelt on the ground.