At this moment, Jiang Fan looked directly at the sage of the world: "It just depends on whether Taihua has the right or not."

Changmei also stared at him: "Little baby, have you ever thought that you are being treasonous by saying this?"

"If this is treason, Jiang Fan would dare to become the enemy of the whole world."

His face was calm and courteous, but his tone was clear and unwavering.

"Dare you become the world's enemy? That's such a big statement. How many lives do you have?"

Jiang Fan smiled calmly, and at this moment, there was light in his eyes.

"Give me freedom... or give me death!"

Changmei looked at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "Very good then, baby, be prepared to pay the price, maybe... this Taihua really doesn't want to give you this kind of freedom."

Jiang Fan quietly cupped his hands but didn't say anything.

The Holy Lord lowered his eyes. After a moment, he extended a cup of tea with two fingers and said, "The water temperature is right... Boy, have a drink."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, looking at the still warm tea, and slowly reached out to pick up the teacup, but did not drink it immediately.

Changmei looked at him: "Confused?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "The more you drink, the more confused you become. Tea should not make you sober from the beginning. The more you drink, the more sober you become..."

Changmei shook his head: "There is no such thing as sobriety in the world, but it's good to be sober."

Jiang Fan hummed: "That's right, Daoming, things will be settled sooner or later."

Long eyebrow smile: "So you can drink."

Staring at the tea, he said: "I...can really drink it?"

Changmei said calmly: "You have been waiting for so long, isn't it just for this cup of tea?"

Jiang Fan remained silent, took a deep breath, slowly drank up the tea in small sips, and finally put the cup back in its place.

"Don't thank the elder for the tea?" Changmei said with a smile.

Jiang Fan actually shook his head slightly: "This tea...it's too early to drink it."

Changmei said calmly: "You are too anxious, you can go slower."

Jiang Fan fell silent for a moment, then smiled softly and said: "The main thing is, it doesn't taste very good."

Changmei actually nodded in agreement: "Indeed, otherwise, there wouldn't be only four people drinking it in these years."

"But..." Jiang Fan raised his head and looked at Changmei: "Drinking the same pot of tea may not necessarily taste the same taste..."

Changmei said leisurely: "The same water can feed all kinds of people. Whatever you think it tastes is what it tastes like."

"Don't force it?"

"If you don't force it, you can't force it."

"It's a pity that I drank too fast and couldn't taste the aftertaste." Jiang Fan seemed a little regretful.

"This tea was made by you. Since you know the source, just pick it and taste it slowly."

"But...not in the same pot."

"Since it doesn't taste the same when you drink it, it doesn't matter whether it's in the same pot or not."

Jiang Fan pondered: "I have another question, what kind of tea was in this pot before it was roasted?"

The Holy Lord said casually: "You can't change it randomly, but that doesn't mean you won't change it. The tea used to be made with the same ingredients as you used, but...it hasn't been roasted."

"That still doesn't count as a replacement..." Jiang Fan thought for a while and said.

"I never thought that with a little processing, the world would change. It's interesting..."

Jiang Fan didn't know how to respond, so he finally said: "Thank you for the tea."

Changmei shook his head: "I can't thank you. I shouldn't thank you."

Jiang Fan smiled: "Yes, yes..." Suddenly he frowned, looking very dissatisfied: "Thank you for what you did, my eyebrows fell into the tea cup just now, and the drink smelled weird."

Changmei was stunned for a moment and looked down at his eyebrows.

Jiang Fan suddenly leaned forward, stared at his long eyebrows and said with interest: "The left and right sides are the same now. When did the right side go down?"

The pair of long eyebrows suddenly trembled violently: "You are not a little bastard!"

Jiang Fan chuckled: "I know the one on the left, the fat old man did it, right? Did he also drink this tea? And it seems that he didn't drink it together?"

Changmei groaned twice: "Where are my eyebrows?"

"On his fly whisk," Jiang Fan gestured, "I suggested it."

The long eyebrows glared: "You little bastard! His whisk is my bald one."

"I know, that's why I suggest you, don't tell me, the length and size are quite suitable."

Changmei looked him up and down: "Has anyone ever told you not to make fun of my eyebrows?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "Yes, but it's really funny."

Changmei chuckled: "I think you... really deserve a beating..."

"Huh? Just wait a moment..."

——

After leaving the Holy Lord's Cave, Jiang Fan walked very slowly all the way, and his thoughts were not sure where they were going.

I didn’t even consider the many unreasonable aspects of today’s interview.

Holy Lord...

Gao Jian ignored the war and ignored it.

He ignored Ling Yun's hostility and ignored him.

He ignored the call to the Crane King.

He ignored the loss of the holy sword.

He just asked for his teapot, chatted for a while, gave Yun Fuyao a red envelope, drank a cup of tea, and ended the meeting. Even his former eldest disciple Yang Bachi met Jiang here.

Not a word was mentioned about anything.

Jiang Fan was walking slowly, and suddenly there was a bird song in the sky. He stopped and looked up, and saw a crane floating leisurely across the sky, passing through the sea of ​​clouds...

The wind blew by, ruffling his hair.

Jiang Fan quietly felt it - this is the taste of freedom...

And Taihua... He turned around and looked at the three highest mountains - Do you really... refuse to give it to me?

——

The old handsome guy was shocked. He looked at his panda eyes and yelled: "Ouch? What's wrong? Are you taking action with the Holy Lord?"

Jiang Fan rubbed his black left eye socket and was extremely depressed: "Can I fight with that old monster? I must be so disappointed in life!"

The old handsome guy laughed loudly: "That's true, but...it's not necessary to fight, but it's inevitable to get beaten..."

Jiang Fan gritted his teeth: "That old guy is indeed nothing!"

"Because of what?" The old handsome guy was very curious about the fact that the Holy Lord personally beat Jiang Fan. Even the fisherman was a little bit inquisitive.

Jiang Fan was very irritated and waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't say we don't have these, where is the Demon-Slaying Alliance? Has it set off?"

The old handsome guy said: "We just left, what are our plans?"

Jiang Fan flashed an unconcealed fierce look: "Taihua has targeted me this time. Representatives of the Demon-Slaying Alliance, please leave them alone. Inform Gao Rong that none of them will be spared!"

The old handsome guy was stunned: "You don't want to live?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Without a living mouth, there is no excuse."

The old handsome guy said: "That's what you said, but Gao Rong didn't check with others, but he checked whether the Monster Killing Alliance had customs clearance documents. Isn't it obvious that you are up to something? No one can see it."

Jiang Fan smiled: "You can see it, but you can't tell it. If you can't tell it, you don't have to deal with it. It's enough for the world to know some things well."

If the old handsome guy had some enlightenment, he said, "You guys... are so sinister and ruthless."

Jiang Fan sighed: "Good people are always worse than bad people, otherwise they will be bullied too much."

The old handsome guy said: "I approve the first half of the sentence, but who will believe the second half -"

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He just muttered: "Oh...it's a pity that the Green-faced Tathagata is not here..."

The old handsome guy said: "I don't know if he is really smart and foresees the crisis, or if Taihua has arrangements."

"It's possible. Taihua might have warned this person if he knew I was going."

"But fortunately, at the Taihua Festival, these people are all heavyweights, which is enough to see."
Chapter completed!