I, signed in Wannian, was exposed by the beautiful apprentice

Chapter 946 Purdue sentient beings?

"What kind of tea is this?"

The beautiful eyes of the yoga deity next to him lit up, and he glanced at it quietly, but his face turned pale.

Every piece of tea is crystal clear and green, with the texture of the avenue all over, and a long and ancient avenue of the avenue blows towards the face.

Lived for so many years.

The yoga deity has never seen this kind of tea that can be called fairy tea.

Even if she was determined, she wished she could snatch the jade bottle and stuff the tea leaves into her mouth.

With amazing intuition.

The yogi deity believes that if she swallows a tea leaf, she will gain unimaginable benefits.

Ye Yun kept his eyes on the expressions of the yoga deity and the woman in white.

"Saint, what about my personnel?"

he chuckled.

"it is good!"

The woman in white took a deep breath and said solemnly.

This kind of personnel is simply too good to be good.

As the saintess of the Holy Buddha Sect and a strong man in the God King Realm, she has never seen such a heaven-defying person in her life.

In this split second.

The woman in white suddenly felt a little guilty.

She accepted so much good tea after just taking the fairy boat, isn't she a little guilty?
Although such a thought passed away in a flash in my heart, it took root.

Get her to figure out how to give back.

A tangy fragrance lingered in the nose.

"This tea, does it have a name?"

The woman in white pressed the bottle mouth with her other jade hand, took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked at Ye Yun very solemnly.

"Mandala Immortal Tea."

Ye Yun smiled slightly.

He had brought out this tea in the Cangnan Continent before, and he usually drank this kind of tea.

In his warehouse, there are many teas better than Mandala Immortal Tea.

However, Ye Yun didn't want to take it out yet.

Mandala Immortal Tea is of extremely high grade, so Ye Yun only took out a dozen leaves.

A dozen or so pieces of tea leaves are a drop in the bucket for Ye Yun.

Therefore, he treated these tea leaves as a personal affair and gave them to the Saintess of the Holy Buddha Sect.

"Mandala Immortal Tea?
Why never heard of it?Where did you come from, my son? "

The woman in white frowned slightly.

"By chance, I got it from an ancient ruins. There are hundreds of them in total. I drank some of them, and I will give the rest to the saint!"

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

After hearing these words, the eyes of the woman in white fell on Ye Yun, and the originally bright and calm eyes also became painful.

This guy in the Divine Sovereign Realm is really too tyrannical.

Such a fairy tea.

If it is given to a strong God-King Realm like her, the benefits it will get are unimaginable.

This guy is good, but he wasted a great resource.

He drank so much Mandala Immortal Tea, even though her Dao Heart had always been strong, her heart began to bleed at this moment.

"You little cultivator, you are really a waste of money. If you give these tea leaves to the saintess earlier, you will be able to rise to the top just around the corner..."

The yoga deity clenched his silver teeth and said, hating iron for being weak.

"Yoga God, what do you mean by tyranny? After drinking these tea leaves, my cultivation base has broken through to the realm of the gods. I feel that this is already very worthy of these tea leaves..."

Ye Yun spread his hands and said with a faint smile.

"This guy is really a second-generation ancestor. Such a precious tea was wasted in vain..." Standing behind Ye Yun, Master Hongyun clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he dared not speak out.

What he said, he only dared to complain in his heart, and never dared to say it in front of Ye Yun.

After all, he was the one with the weakest cultivation on the scene.

After listening to Ye Yun's words.

The yoga god was annoyed, and couldn't help asking sarcastically: "Young master, you are really sharp in speaking, dare to ask which sect you are from?"

"No school, but my old man's family is rich, so he doesn't care about these extraneous things..."

Ye Yun rolled his eyelids and said with great pride.

"It turned out to be an ancient family, no wonder the background is so profound..."

The yoga deity frowned slightly, feeling upset, and no longer wanted to talk to Ye Yun.

For her, the suzerain of the yogi's underground palace, the young man in white in front of her is nothing more than a second-generation ancestor who can only steal things.

She has always looked down on children from such aristocratic families.

Seeing Ye Yun's confrontation with the yoga god, without losing the slightest word, the woman in white was moved in her heart.

In any case, this small bottle of mandala fairy tea is extremely important for her future practice.

Naturally, she had to accept this personnel matter without reservation.

Originally, she just wanted to make a joke.

Let these two little monks back out.

However, what she, the holy lady of the Holy Buddha Sect, did not expect was that one of the disciples of the aristocratic family made such a big deal, and even took out a mandala fairy tea that she had never seen before.

This generosity stunned her, a saint, and she could only give these two people a ride.

"My lord, are you satisfied with this personnel...?"

Ye Yun looked at the beautiful saint in front of him and said with a smile.

have to say.

This saint is indeed good-looking.

She is like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud without staining, that kind of beauty, otherworldly, pure and flawless, is impressive.

100,000 years ago.

Although Ye Yun has many confidante friends, he has never met a confidante in Buddhism.

After all, in the Cangnan Continent, the Buddhist sects are all monks.

Ye Yun's unscrupulous eyes fell on the woman in white.

The woman in white frowned slightly.

The yoga deity saw the displeasure in the saint's heart, and said quickly: "I told you, don't stare at my saint with such lewd eyes, or you will die a miserable death!"

"Everyone has a love of beauty, and I have no intention of profane to the beauty of the saint..."

Ye Yun spread his hands, and said plausibly.

Although his words were calm and calm, they frightened the Master Hongyun who was next to him to death.

"This guy, how audacious! A little cultivator in the realm of the gods, facing so many terrifying powers from the Holy Buddha Sect, dares to act frivolously? I really don't know how to write it even if I die!"

Master Hongyun was slandered in his heart.

As the saying goes, a fire at the gate of the city will bring disaster to the fish in the pond.

If Ye Yun's frivolous behavior annoyed these terrifying big shots, once he was killed, then he would definitely not survive.

At that time, even if his master came here, there was nothing he could do.

after all.

Although he has full confidence in his master, he never thinks that his master can reach the realm of a god king within a mere 100,000 years.

"what's your name?"

The yoga sage looked at Ye Yun and asked angrily.

"Under Ye Chen."

Ye Yun blurted out and directly made up a name for himself.

The name, which sounds low-key, fits his character.

"Ye Chen, the saintess of my Holy Buddha Sect is sympathetic to heaven and man, and is good at saving sentient beings. A perverted disciple like you is the key target of Purdue!"

The yoga god said with a sneer.

"Purdue sentient beings?"

Ye Yun was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the beautiful woman in white on the opposite side again.

Ok……

The more you look at it, the better it looks, it looks so beautiful, and its temperament is so good.

Hearing the words of the yoga deities.

The corners of the woman's mouth curled up, revealing a slight smile.

"Because of the cultivation method, this saint is indeed good at saving sentient beings. But don't get me wrong, it won't endanger your life, it just brings you closer to Buddhism..."

she said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)