Chapter 2952 Tea Tasting

After escaping, Murong Jing looked at the expressions of the crowd and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. He felt a strong regret in his heart. He shouldn't have listened to the instigation of the crowd and challenged Wang Hao. Not only was he seriously injured, but it would be difficult for him to raise his head in the future.

It happened to be the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. This competition would inevitably spread like a gust of wind. The five major immortal clans were not harmonious. There were also cultivators from other clans present. How could they be expected to keep it secret?

In the secret realm, Wang Hao looked at Sima Jin and Situ Deng who suddenly appeared, and his eyes fixed, "What? You two also want to compete?"

Wang Hao's tone was unfriendly, and it was obvious that he was still angry!

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you are joking. Fellow Daoist Murong did something wrong in a hurry. I apologize to Fellow Daoist Wang on his behalf. I hope Fellow Daoist Wang will not pursue it," Sima Jin said with some guilt.

Murong Jing obviously couldn't afford to lose. Wang Hao had stopped just now, but he still attacked and made a sneak attack, which made the five major immortal clans lose face.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, it's just a discussion, stop when it's over," Situ Deng said politely.

"Oh? Wang didn't stop when it was over?" Wang Hao laughed in anger and asked.

The two looked embarrassed, and Situ Deng said with a stiff face: "Fellow Daoist Wang, Fellow Daoist Murong just felt the danger and protected himself. Besides, he didn't hurt you, so let's forgive him when we can, let it go!"

Wang Hao was about to say something else, and Ouyang Zhenting's figure appeared, "Fellow Daoist Wang, calm down, I will ask for an explanation for this matter!"

The other four families had tested Wang Hao without telling him, and they had done such a shameful thing. It was impossible to get rid of it hastily, and they had to give compensation.

The key point was that he had seen how powerful Wang Hao was, and he had to keep him firmly on the chariot of the Ouyang family!

Wang Hao moved his magic formula, and the aura around him dissipated, and the Dharma image behind him also disappeared.

One punch is enough to prevent a hundred punches. At present, he has achieved half of his goal. Exposing some of his strength is still worth it!

If he can't suppress Sima Jin and others, he will have a lot of trouble in the future. He defeated Murong Jing with a crushing force. I think no one will dare to provoke him casually in the future!

Back in the manor, Murong Jing took the initiative to step forward and bowed to Wang Hao, "Fellow Daoist Wang, it's my fault. I was a little anxious after the sudden defeat. Please don't mind it!"

He took the initiative to admit his mistakes, with an upright look, and people couldn't find fault with him. But Wang Hao just felt disgusted. It would be better if he didn't say a word or turned around and left. Who is he acting for now?

"It doesn't matter, Wang can understand," Wang Hao said in a calm tone. No matter what, he had to save face.

Ouyang Zhenting and others had different expressions. They would definitely let it go on the surface, but they would definitely not give up easily in private.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is so good at using people, I really admire him," Gongsun Qian said with a smile, her tone sincere. In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is respected. Wang Hao can easily defeat Murong Jing, and he can also defeat her.

"Haha, well, there are a few more Daoists outside, let's go together, don't let them wait for a long time," Situ Deng changed the subject.

No one objected. Today's theme was not to exchange spiritual objects, but to exchange spiritual objects. Everyone had a goal, and it couldn't end hastily because of this storm!

After a while, everyone came to a hall, where five Mahayana masters were sitting, and a woman in a goose yellow dress was entertaining the other four.

"This is my little sister Situ Yun," Situ Deng introduced, full of pride. Both the brother and sister have entered the Mahayana period, and they are the only family in the entire spiritual world.

The brothers and sisters of other immortals are just clan brothers and sisters, not real brothers and sisters.

"Hello, fellow Daoists, please take a seat," Situ Yun greeted generously, with a smile on her face.

She had just entered the Mahayana stage not long ago, and this time, she came to see the world at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference!

"Haha, sister Yun missed it. It's a pity that you didn't see the sparring between Daoist Wang and Daoist Murong just now," Sima Jin stepped forward warmly.

Situ Yun glanced at Murong Jing, who had a dark face, and then at Wang Hao, who had a calm expression. A flash of surprise flashed across her eyes. It was okay to spar, but in the end, did Wang Hao win?

"This is Daoist Wang, right? I've heard of your name a long time ago," Situ Yun looked at Wang Hao and greeted him with a smile!

Wang Hao smiled slightly and said, "Hello, Fairy Situ. My fame is not worth mentioning!"

"Daoist Wang said that, and we are ashamed. It is rumored that Daoist Wang has mastered the pseudo-spiritual realm, but he didn't use it in the fight just now!"

Gongsun Qian said sourly. She has been promoted to the Mahayana stage for thousands of years, but she has not yet mastered the pseudo-spiritual realm!

"Fellow Daoist Murong's magical power is not weak, but Fellow Daoist Wang is better."

After everyone talked, Murong Jing's face became darker and darker. He regretted why he didn't sneak away just now. Now it's not right to leave, and it's not right not to leave. He feels extremely uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay, everyone, please take a seat," the host Situ Deng and Situ Yun greeted.

After chatting for a while and announcing their names, everyone chose a seat and sat down.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, your spiritual tea is a bit lacking. Are you reluctant to take out the good stuff?" Sima Jin turned the teacup in his hand and said with some dissatisfaction.

"This spiritual tea is not bad, but the aftertaste is not enough. Fellow Daoist Situ, your Situ family's spiritual tea business is not small, you should have better spiritual tea, right?" A big man in a yellow robe also said in a warm tone.

The five major immortal clans basically do all kinds of business, but they also have their own focus. The Situ family focuses on the spiritual tea and spiritual medicine business!

"Haha, Jinniang's mouth, it seems that you can't stop her without good tea," Situ Deng laughed heartily, took out a blue and white jade teapot, and took out some tea leaves from a teapot of the same style.

As the boiling spiritual water was poured in, the rich tea fragrance spread.

The monks smelled the fragrance and were immediately refreshed, feeling excited!

"This is a refreshing tea, which can increase the monks' understanding, clear the mind and calm the spirit."

Situ Deng picked up the teapot in his hand and poured a cup of tea for everyone in the air.

Wang Hao and others picked up the teacup and tasted it.

Wang Hao took a sip, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought to himself: "The effect is stronger than the enlightenment tea, Situ Deng may have better tea in his hand, the effect may be several times that of the enlightenment tea!"

"Not bad, not bad, this tea is tasty enough, Wang Daoyou, your Wang family is also in the spiritual medicine business, I guess you have good tea in your hands?" Sima Jin looked at Wang Hao again!

Everyone's eyes also looked over. After the previous exchange, Wang Hao couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. Every move was watched.

"It's not a good tea, not as good as Situ Daoyou's tea," Wang Hao smiled faintly, took out a can of Bodhi Enlightenment Tea, and brewed a cup for everyone in turn!

The monks were not polite and tasted it one after another.

"Good tea, it's indeed not as effective as Situ Daoyou's refreshing tea, but it is a spiritual tea cultivated by the Situ family for hundreds of thousands of years," Sima Jin praised.

"Haha, we've drunk a bellyful of tea, let's stop being polite and get straight to the point. Everyone came all the way here, not to drink tea," Murong Jing urged indifferently. He felt like sitting on pins and needles here, like a thorn in the back, and he had to quickly exchange things so that he could leave!