Sky War Soul

Chu Yun has cursed the fat old monk ten thousand times.

But the face, or only forced to smile.

"It's not right. I'm a junior. How can I argue with you alone?"

Chuyun's face is smiling and his heart is MMP.

He only hoped that these abbots could hold their own status and not force themselves too hard.

If that's the case, I'll have to show up.

"We are not pedantic people. Please don't be modest."

Another old monk offered to speak.

Their eyes were shining brightly, obviously eager to see Chu Yun's words.

Chu Yun is in a dilemma.

It's neither in nor out.

It's not a promise, it's not a refusal.

"Master, martial uncles and uncles, here comes tea."

Just then, a little monk came in from the outside. He was carrying a tray with a pot of hot tea on it.

"Here comes tea. Have tea first."

Abbot Baojing sits there, and pulls aside his side to give Chu Yun a seat.

Chu Yun could not refuse, but nodded and sat next to Abbot Baojing.

When the little monk saw this scene, there was a touch of shock in his pupils.

Abbot Baojing is the eldest elder martial brother among many abbots. He has to be more than others in status and position. Unexpectedly, the people he brings are so good that they can not only sit down, but also sit in such a central position.

People said that seats are also very exquisite.

For example, abbot Baojing has a high status, so he can sit in the middle.

Others will also take the initiative to leave their positions for him.

Who the hell is this kid?

The little monk was shocked by the waves in his heart, and the action of pouring tea on his hand was inevitable. He poured more tea to Abbot Baojing.

The hot tea splashed out and wet the monk's clothes of Abbot Baojing.

The fat old monk frowned and shouted in a low voice, "how can you make it clear?"

It was only then that monk Mingming reacted and trembled. When he found out what he had done, he was deeply afraid of the time in his eyes.

It's over. I screwed it up.

"Go down and take thirty!"

The fat old monk snorted coldly. He was obviously unhappy.

"Junior brother, forget it."

The abbot Baojing was open-minded, and didn't pay any attention: "he didn't mean it."

"Elder martial brother said yes."

The old monk smiled again.

In fact, he just pretended. After all, Mingming monk was his disciple, so he would not be willing to be severely punished.

After pouring more than ten cups of tea, monk Mingming suddenly fell into a dilemma.

In front of all the abbots were hot tea, but Chu Yun was different.

But the tea is very precious. It's the tea picked from the tea tree in Foshan, the western sky. Each one is of infinite value.

Don't say that a drink, even if you smell it, can make people relaxed and happy, and indulge in it.

If you smell it a lot, your spirit will boil. It's more effective than a year's hard work.

If I drink it, I'm afraid that all the meridians of my body should be able to circulate Reiki and all the limbs should be clear.

"This tea is very special."

Seeing this, Chu Yun has a look of yearning in his eyes.

When I was in Tianyin temple, I just drank a few bowls of well water and got great benefits.

At present, since the tea can make so many abbots enjoy it, it must not be ordinary.

Anyway, I have to ask for a drink.

Seeing the bright monk in a dilemma, Chu Yun knew that he was still hesitating.

"Ha ha, I'm tired."

Chu Yuncai doesn't care about 37-21. Don't you hesitate? Then I'll make a decision for you.

Originally, there was no Chu cloud cup, but on the spot, he made a bronze cup with aura, and got it in front of the bright monk.

That way, as if to say: you hurry up, I have not.

Bright monk a Leng, did not expect Chu cloud will be so brazen.

At the moment, he was helpless and glanced at his master.

I saw the fat old monk talking and laughing with Abbot Baojing, and I didn't have time to pay attention to myself.

Other abbots were also busy with their own affairs, and no one looked at him for a while.

Monk Mingming is worried secretly. Is this cup of tea poured or not?

Chu Yun is also in a hurry. You pour me a cup of tea. It's not your tea. What's your hesitation.

"Cough."

Chu Yun stretched the cup forward again, with a posture of "you have to pour it, if you don't pour it, you have to pour it".

Mingming monk is helpless. He can only bite his teeth and pour Chu Yun a cup.

When pouring tea, he deliberately slowed down and sniffed hard. It seemed that he would inhale all the fragrance of tea into his lungs.

Chu Yun sees the situation and feels funny in his heart.

It seems that the tea is even more precious than imagined, so that Mingxin monk greedily can't let it go.

After taking the cup, Chu took a sip.

It only feels that the full-bodied spirit rushes to the tianlinggai, and the whole body and mind are in a state of relaxation, and the four limbs and bones are fully enriched by the spirit.

For a long time, the impact did not loosen the state, and even under this sip of tea, cracks were directly generated.

"The connotation is too strong..."

Chu Yun took a breath of cold air and straightened his eyes.

If I drink this cup of tea completely, I will definitely be able to easily rush into the peak of the environment.

Before he came, abbot Baojing said that he could definitely find many opportunities here.

At the moment, that's true.

Seeing Baojing chatting happily with other old monks, Chu Yun closed his eyes and busily thought about the topic to be debated next.

Soon, he had a way.

Since I'm not good at debating Buddhism, I'll quibble!

Thinking of this, he finally showed a smile, a smile from the heart.

"Elder martial brother, I heard that you are investigating the trace of white horse recently..."

The fat old monk approached Abbot Baojing and whispered.

Chu Yun didn't listen deliberately, but he was so close that he instinctively listened.

As soon as Baojing's eyes changed, he immediately put his finger on his lips to signal the old monk to stop.

The fat old monk just responded. There are outsiders nearby.

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. He was used to speaking at will in normal times, because there would be no outsiders here.

As for today, I blame my mouth for being too fast, but I forget this.

The brow of Abbot Baojing gradually stretches, which is not the key information, not too much.

He gently pointed, a transparent light suddenly involved him and the fat old monk, they said anything, the outside world can not hear the slightest.

"Looking for the white horse?"

Chu Yun kept thinking about what baojingtang, a abbot of baojingtang, was looking for, which could not be ordinary.

But it's none of my business.

Chu Yun was full of spirit and had a solemn attitude.

He's ready to hit the peak of nature.

The tea in the cup is still warm. His heart is horizontal, and he drinks all of it.

"Zizi!"

The strong aura visible to the naked eye is scattered everywhere.

The spirit in Chu Yun's body was ignited in a moment, and it exploded wildly, making a harsh sound.

The original calm heart is like a volcano erupting at this moment, even reaching the top of the cloud.

"What a horrible Aura!"

Chu Yun was shocked. He didn't expect that the spirit of a whole cup of tea would be so abundant.

He closed his eyes and began to refine as hard as he could.

He obviously likes challenges, and the more dangerous the situation is, the more exciting it is.

Gradually, the voice of more than ten abbots weakened.

They are very interested in looking at Chu cloud, the light in their eyes is shining.

"Interesting, a cup of tea will break through."

"It's normal that he was just a creator."

"Two more cups, I'm afraid it's going to rise to life and death."

"Don't aim too high."

Many abbots talk and laugh. They are always on the top, holding a shelf.

Now there is no outsider here, so it doesn't need that kind of disguise.

"This little friend obviously needs some time. Let's debate first!"

The abbot Baojing offered.

"Well, let me see how much progress elder martial brother has made over the years."

The fat old monk grinned.

"Baoqi, this time you'll lose heart and soul!"

Baojing laughs. Facing the provocation of the fat old monk, he is not angry, but more excited.

They sat there casually, talking and laughing.

There is supreme Dharma in joking.

Behind the two of them, a golden Buddha is rising, shining.

The so-called debate is to talk about Buddhist philosophy in the form of small talk.

When you can rely on the content of the Sutra to argue each other dumb, you win.

Both of them have a sharp tongue and a tongue. You can say a word and I can say a word.

Every word, can stimulate the Buddha behind, send out waves, in the air into dazzling light.

These golden lights offset each other, and no one is willing to accept them. Obviously, they are evenly matched.

The abbots around listened with great interest and made speeches from time to time.

Elder martial brother and second elder martial brother often do this. They are obviously used to it.

Sitting by, listening to the debate between the two senior brothers, I can get some inspiration from time to time.

"Second younger martial brother has made great progress."

The abbot of Baojing nodded repeatedly. I have to say that Baoqi has made rapid progress in recent years, and even he felt the pressure.

If it wasn't for Chu Yun, he might have been surpassed by Baoqi.

"Elder martial brother still makes it hard for us to look at the back of the neck......"

Baoqi praised.

Now, they are arguing over a topic.

But obviously, no one can persuade anyone.

"Boom!"

At this time, Chu Yun's body suddenly erupted into a deafening explosion sound, and the aura reached a new peak.

Then, spread.

It's shining everywhere.

After refining the tea, his realm finally reached the peak of the realm of creation.

Chu Yun suddenly opened his eyes, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth.

The whole process is very smooth, although the spirit is rich, but the digestion in my body is not the same now.

It took only half a day to refine all the aura and successfully rush to the peak of the nature environment.

"Oh, my little friend is awake?"

When Abbot Baojing woke up to see Chu Yun, he couldn't help but rejoice: "we are arguing over a topic. Why don't you come here to express your opinion?"

"Well."

Chuyun's smile suddenly solidified.