Chapter 938 peak of creation (1/2)

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.