The Strongest Gods and Demons Summoning System

"Boom boom boom..."

In the pavilion of the pond in front of the house, the melodious and clear sound of the piano rang, echoing throughout the mountains, really reverberating around the beams for three days.

In the small pavilion above the pond, Chu Yun, wearing a blue and white robe, was kneeling on the futon, plucking the strings with his hands, and a clear sound came out.

The beautiful melody, the blooming lotus flowers, the spring and the scenery in the mountains and plains constitute a beautiful view of the world.

Chu Yun is very skillful in the various methods of playing the guqin, especially the ups and downs of the rhythm, he can say that he has a good grasp of it.

Bai Lang lay on his back on the couch, listening to the sound of the piano very leisurely, holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking it leisurely.

She is also a delicate little girl. Hearing the sadness and sadness in Chu Yun's song, she looked at Chu Yun with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Soon, the song ended.

Bai Lang sat up, wearing Chu Yun's broad avenue gown, but still outlined a bumpy figure, looked at Chu Yun and smiled:

"The son Fuqin is really a fairy sound. This song should only be found in the sky, it is rare to hear it in the world!"

Chu Yunfeng Qingyun glanced at her indifferently, without saying anything, just started to play the strings again, facing such a beautiful and charming beauty, he looked extremely cold.

Bai Lang was also used to this. At first Chu Yun had to do something if he didn't agree with him. Later, he thought about how to take advantage of the danger, and finally he saved her with kind thoughts.

Especially when she knew the identity of Chu Yun Baiyun Guan's primary disciple, she felt Chu Yun's kindness towards her.

Therefore, in her opinion, Chu Yun is a kind of tofu heart with a knife mouth and a disgusting face.

When Chu Yun finished work, he went into the room with Guqin in his arms, didn't even look at her, and said coldly to her:

"More than half a month has passed, and now your injuries are almost healed, when will you clean up yourself, get out!"

Bai Lang's small mouth pursed, his eyes filled with mist and a look of weeping, looking at him with big dark black eyes, and said in a pitiful tone:

"My son, you are sorry for the poor little one. The bandages on my thighs can't be removed yet. Will you let me crawl? You can do it well and send the Buddha to the West!"

Chu Yun was just indifferent at first, but when Bai Lang said the word Buddha, his face suddenly became gloomy like water, and he snorted coldly:

"That's your business!"

However, even though Chu Yun's attitude was very bad, he still put down the guqin on his hands and prepared meals in the kitchen, both for two people.

And it seems to be to take care of Bai Lang's wounded status. They all make more nutritious and light meals at the same time.

Chu Yun didn't think he was doing it for the little nun, but a subconscious behavior, as if it had become a habit.

When he came out with a few simple meals, Bai Lang had already set up the table, then placed two small benches, and started eating right in front of the room.

Steamed carp, braised pheasant with jujube, and scallion egg flower, there are three simple dishes. They are all home-cooked dishes. Bai Lang is not picky.

Although he is a disciple in Tianlong Temple, he is not shaved, so it doesn't matter if he eats meat.

In addition, many monks in Buddhism don't have to fast and be vegetarian. Think about what the Eighteenth King Kong is like, the physical body is tempered to the extreme.

If the whole day is pure water and white porridge, there are also small vegetable tofu, pickles, how could it polish the body so well?

What they eat is not only meat, but also not the meat of ordinary animals, but the spirit meat of those monster beasts that have been upgraded.

It contains extremely rich nutrition, which lays a solid foundation for the body. At the same time, it also has the function of strengthening blood vessels, polishing muscles and bones, and improving true qi.

So in other words, the three small dishes that the little nun Bai Lang made when facing Chu Yun, they could be said to be wind-rolled, and it was almost enough to eat in two strokes.

When Chu Yun reacted, there was nothing to eat on the table. He couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said in a contemptuous tone:

"You Tianlong Temple hung you all day long, it looks like a starving ghost reborn, shameful, tusk tusk!"

Bai Lang had become accustomed to all the ways that Chu Yun could not understand her all day long, and he didn't care at all, and smirked at Chu Yun:

"Isn't this my son, the food you cook is so delicious? I've never had such a delicious meal when I grew up!"

"Hahaha!"

As a Taoist cultivator, Chu Yun would not be too particular about it. The little food left was enough for him to eat. He shook his head and said nothing.

After half a month.

Bai Lang had recovered from his injuries, but he was still wearing a bandage all day long, and then stayed here with a face and refused to leave.

Although Chu Yun still couldn't understand him all day, he didn't mean to send her away. Besides reading books and martial arts, he played the piano every day.

When he was writing, Bai Lang was right by him grinding ink.

When cooking, Bai Lang prepares and cleans the ingredients for him.

While playing the piano, Bai Lang was lying on the chair, looking at Chu Yun with an idiot.

What a look like you and me!

However, when Chu Yun was studying and practicing martial arts, Bai Lang himself would also recite Buddhist scriptures there, and practice the great power of Tianlong at Tianlong Temple.

But on this day, there were outsiders visiting, or the Tsing Yi maid appeared at the beginning, and then handed a letter to Chu Yun.

Chu Yun opened the envelope and looked at it, but it was a secret letter written to him by his father, Yunmeng Guoshang, which clearly stated the current situation facing the entire Chu family.

When he saw the front of this letter, his face changed drastically, and the more he read it down, Chu Yun's expression became more terrifying.

See the words as the face:

My son, Chu Yun, now the real master of Baiyun Guan has passed away. His Majesty intends to replace Tianlong Temple as the state religion of Yunmeng for me.

As an affiliated family of Baiyunguan, my Chu family shares weal and woe with Baiyunguan. This time I am afraid we will encounter twists and turns...

If in the end it is time to become an enemy of the royal family, you must not think of revenge for the Chu Family, but go to Baiyun Temple.

Strive to be the successor of the Baiyun View, so that there is a little chance to avenge me, revenge for the Chu family, no matter how bad it is, I can save a trace of my Chu family's blood and fireworks...

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