Zhuo Qinglian's eyes stared at Han Zhang, as if he had seen through his thoughts, a dangerous smile appeared on his face, and the tears moles under the corners of his eyes trembled slightly.

"Does Mr. Zhang think that Qing Lian will lose in the next qualifying match anyway, so it doesn't matter how difficult it is to improve, right?"

Han Zhang felt a murderous aura coming towards him, and he felt awkward.

Just know this kind of thing, just know it, and know it all in your heart. Why bother to say it and make each other embarrassed?

After complaining secretly, he continued to remain calm on his face, but quickly searched the lyrics in his heart.

"Not that," he began to make a fuss, but his eyes were spinning quickly because of thinking.

Suddenly, he saw Zhuo Qinglian's left finger on the armrest of the recliner, lit it rhythmically, and his thoughts suddenly moved.

"Ms. Zhuo is very talented. How could he lose if he is just an ordinary level of tribulation? As far as he sees, the lady has been slow to play in the qualifying match. What she is worried about is actually the bottleneck encountered in reality!"

When she heard the first half of the sentence, Zhuo Xiaoniu was still smiling and her eyes were murderous. It was not until the second half that she was slightly stunned and stopped her unconscious small movements.

Seeing her changes, Han Zhang felt that there was a chance, so he followed the flash of inspiration and chased after the victory:

"I believe that compared with the qualifying match on the Heroic Spirit Battlefield, the lady is more worried. It should be that her cultivation level in reality has stagnated, right?"

As he said, Han Zhang's eyes were fixed on the expression on Zhuo Qinglian's face.

Seeing a hint of gloom on her face, he obviously really hit it.

"After all, on the road to refinement of tea ceremony, the lady is extremely talented and has reached a state that her predecessors cannot reach. She has even transformed from a seeker to a pioneer. She moves alone. The various doubts she encounters are not comparable to those of the qualifying matches that have increased the difficulty. If it is expected... "

"What you are considering now is that the road to tea ceremony has been cut off? What's more, have you ever wondered whether you have completely turned to the heroic spirit system like this?"

"Oh~" Zhuo Qinglian sighed slowly and closed her eyes.

When I opened it again, I suddenly looked tired.

She smiled bitterly and said to Han Zhang:

"Mr. Zhang has indeed changed a lot. This is the first time Qinglian has seen you talk like this, pressing step by step, but everything you say is hit."

Han Zhang did not respond, waiting for her next sentence.

Zhuo Qinglian shook her head gently, as if she was expressing her thoughts to him:

"Qing Lian has been immersed in the tea ceremony since he was a child, and he cannot extricate himself. He is confident that he is not inferior to others in the tea ceremony. He was also reckless at a young age. He wanted to dare to be the first and open up a path that his predecessors had never taken, but...ah!"

She gently pushed away the tea lid on the tea table with her fingers, and flirted with the tender green tea leaves in the tea cup at random.

Han Zhang compared the tea ceremony knowledge in his mind and knew that it was the best Guzhu purple bamboo shoots in tea. The tea in this tea cup should be left behind when Mr. Liu Nan demonstrated the tea ceremony. Judging from its color and smelling its fragrance, it should only be soaked once.

Zhuo Qinglian's words gradually declined:

"However, Qing Lian had occasional inspiration in his heart half a year ago, so he put aside all worldly affairs and devoted himself to practicing. After that, his cultivation level has indeed risen all the way. Just when he was happy about it, he suddenly encountered a bottleneck and was still in trouble..."

In her whisper, Han Zhang knew the hardships of her own tea ceremony as a woman.

Under the sudden inspiration in my heart, Zhuo Qinglian soared from the second-level gold star to the fourth-level gold star. He was only one step away from entering the platinum realm and reaching a realm that the predecessors of the tea ceremony could not reach.

But even such a small step has trapped her for half a year and she has not seen any signs of a breakthrough.

Obviously, she could clearly feel that as long as she took a small step forward, she could break the bottleneck and advance to the platinum level, but she had no gains and was trapped in the current realm, neither up nor down.

In order to solve this problem, Zhuo Qinglian, a resident of thousands of years, began to set off to travel, looking for opportunities for breakthroughs everywhere, and even went to the Holy Spirit City to exchange and discuss advice with tea ceremony people from all walks of life at the invitation of Princess Changping of the prosperous Tang Empire.

Unfortunately, she is already the one with the most advanced tea ceremony among the crowd. Not only did she not get a slight understanding, but she also felt that her cultivation was regressing because of her continuous contamination of the world.

Until, I saw the "Lu Yu Tea Sutra" that Han Zhang had just sent me, which was already a gift of heaven.

Zhuo Qinglian held the "Lu Yu Tea Classic" in both hands, his eyes shining brightly, and he stared at it with great devoutness.

It took a long time to calm her mind down, but she still said to Han Zhang with a hint of excitement:

"Mr. Zhang, can you tell Qing Lian about the origin of this tea scripture? Is Mr. Lu Yu still alive?"

It’s no wonder that Zhuo Qinglian is so excited. But after reading it for a while, the essence of the tea ceremony contained in this tea scripture made her bottleneck a little loose.

If you read the full text, I believe that it is easy to break through to the platinum realm.

And with the mystery of the tea ceremony contained in it, it is no problem to condense the enlightenment tea when she breaks through.

In fact, to put it bluntly, she was teasing Han Zhang before and said she had no confidence.

In fact, Zhuo Qinglian was 100% sure that he could successfully condense a cup of enlightenment tea after studying this "Lu Yu Tea Sutra", and the quality may exceed her imagination.

Therefore, she wanted to know more and more about the "Lu Yu Tea Sutra", especially the author, such a tea ceremony master, which was unheard of, which made her want to worship him, wishing to worship him immediately and serve him wholeheartedly.

Han Zhang smiled bitterly when he heard this, and immediately presented the lines:

"Miss Good Teaching learned that this tea scripture was actually obtained by my father from a certain heroic spirit ruins. After getting my father's heroic spirit selection certificate, I got the insight from a bamboo slip inside, and then I reappeared it in the world with my hand. That Mr. Lu Yu must not be a person in this world."

Zhuo Qinglian was lost for a moment and murmured:

"No wonder, no wonder, the place names such as Bashan mentioned in the book, Qing Lian thought hard and did not get anything. It turned out to be the land of the heroic spirit world!"

Then, she suddenly became excited and said to herself:

"If Mr. Lu Yu is really a person from the heroic spirit world, his tea ceremony cultivation must have reached the highest level. My way can be understood!"

After her words fell, Han Zhang was surprised to see a little green spot on her body.

Just because he saw that there was a saint at the tea ceremony and proved that the tea ceremony was not a mistake, Zhuo Qinglian suddenly broke the confusion in his heart and showed signs of promotion in an instant. His talent was really amazing!

But immediately, Han Zhang felt that he was in a bad mood.

You should know that the quality of Wudao Tea is closely related to its perception when it breaks through, and the quality condensed by the promotion of ordinary levels is bound to be low.

Han Zhang wanted to use Wudao Tea to repair Wenxin, so he did not have absolute confidence in this method, so the higher the quality requirements for Wudao Tea, the better.

At the moment, he didn't care about anything else. With the experience gained from practice for several days, Han Zhang barely pulled out a few traces of literary spirit from Wen's heart, gathered it in his mouth. With his 'bang', a white light that seemed to be real rushed towards Zhuo Qinglian.
Chapter completed!