Su Lin was stunned by the scene in front of him at this time, his eyes staring at the cup of tea on the table without blinking, staring at the heat that kept tumbling on the teacup. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He walked cautiously, and then, as if disbelieving himself, he reached out and touched the top of the teacup, and found that the heat really had heat, not the shoddy tricks of street showmanship.

"Dead Wood in Spring-!" and Shen Siyin, who was sitting next to the table, began to exclaim, his face full of incredulity, "It's actually dead wood in spring!"

Dead trees meet spring, which means that the dry trees meet spring and regain their vitality. It is also a metaphor for the dying sick or thing to be brought back to life.

And that iced cup of tea, turning into steaming tea, is a good interpretation of the word.

In the realm of dead wood in spring, Shen Siyin was only when she was practicing, and occasionally heard her ancestor Shen Xiao say it a few times, and every time she talked about it, Shen Xiao was full of envy and yearning.

Because the next realm of sprinkling water into ice is the spring of dead wood.

It's a pity that no one knows Shen Xiao's situation better than him, if there are no accidents and no special opportunities, he has no hope of reaching this realm in his life.

But Shen Siyin is different, although Shen Siyin did not start cultivating since he was a child, and he cultivated relatively late. But she herself is a natural body, which is extremely suitable for the cultivation of the "Divine Technique".

And "Divine Tricks" thinks that it is close to nature and close to nature. On the contrary, the requirements for age are not high, but the requirements for talent are higher. This is also why Xia Keren said a word to Su Lin.

If Su Lin wanted to enter the world of cultivators, a girl from the Shen family might be able to help.

Because if you don't consider the level of talent and later achievements, Su Lin can indeed cultivate the "Divine Technique".

And at this time, Su Lin finally remembered what Xia Keren had said to him, could it be that this old Taoist priest and the fat monk were both cultivators, this was his opportunity, and it was a chance for God to give him revenge?

To be honest, at this time, in fact, Su Lin's heart has begun to compromise, and the old Taoist priest has used his strong strength to pretend to be extremely forced, so that Su Lin believes his words.

However, because Su Lin was born with no good impression of Taoist priests and monks, he subconsciously thought about the two of them in the bad way.

In fact, this is also human nature, you don't have a good impression of a person, then what he does is purposeful in your opinion, and it is not good.

On the other hand, if you have a good impression of a person, then even if he is doing something wrong, you think he is right.

It's all psychological, Surin is a human, not a god, and it's normal to have this kind of thought.

"Little girl, let me ask you again, are you willing to inherit my mantle and learn the Divine Technique?" asked in a deep voice again, obviously this time he was a little impatient.

After all, being stirred up like this by Su Lin, even the most patient person will become impatient. He felt that he was not angry with Su Lin, which was already a blessing in misfortune.

"Yes, she is willing!" Shen Siyin hadn't spoken yet, but this time Su Lin was the first to agree, and he was obviously more excited than Shen Siyin.

Just kidding, such an opportunity came to him, and if he still refused, then he would really be stupid, although he was indeed stupid just now.

But isn't it good as the saying goes?

This can be regarded as a prodigal son, and he has lost his way.

"Lao Dao didn't ask you again, what are you excited about?" The Divine Daoist had a lot of opinions about Su Lin, and the tone of his speech was also a little bad.

But Su Lin didn't mind, he was very thick-skinned, and then said with a shy face, with a flattering smile, and said, "Real person, since you accepted Si Yin as an apprentice, don't you mind accepting another one!"

"Mind, very mind!" said Shen Ji Dao angrily, he was not a fool, he naturally knew what Su Lin meant.

Hearing such a direct refusal from the Divine Daoist, Su Lin couldn't help but be angry. How can you be like this? Doesn't it mean that men and women are equal? How can you treat them differently!

Su Lin felt that she couldn't celebrate Women's Day in the future, and Su Lin felt that men's rights needed to be liberated, and men's rights needed to be maintained, so a men's day should be added.

On Men's Day, men can play games as long as they want, and sleep as long as they want.

Oh, off topic!

At this time, Su Lin jumped up in a hurry, "How can you be like this? Didn't you just say, 'Buddhists pay attention to difficult fruits, and Taoists pay attention to fate.'" When you and I meet, you and I are destined. If there is fate, you need to cherish fate. You said that I could break your Dao heart, doesn't that mean that we are destined? Since we are also destined, why can't you accept Siyin as an apprentice, but you can't accept me as an apprentice!"

"Master, I think I can still save it, please don't give up treating me!"

Su Lin looked at the Divine Daoist with tears in his eyes and said.

"Your fate is not with me!" "The Divine Daoist glanced at Su Lin and said calmly.

"Not here with you?" Su Lin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "Where is that?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, far away in the sky, close in front of you!" the Divine Machine Daoist made a Dao sign, and then continued: "Yours is the Buddha Yuan, not the Dao Yuan!"

"Buddha Yuan?" Su Lin was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes moved to the side with a solemn appearance, a monk who was a compassionate mad monk Juechen, who was as fat as a mountain and had a face full of flesh.

I'll go!

Su Lin glanced at him with disgust and said, "Is it him?"

"That's right!" At this time, the mad monk Juechen said: "It's a poor monk!"

"Can I refuse?" asked Surin.

"Amitabha, you can't!" said the mad monk Juechen.

"Then can I ask for a change of master?" Su Lin asked again.

"My Buddha is merciful, I can't!" the mad monk Juechen refused again.

"Will you have a dead wood in spring?" asked Su Lin with an expectant expression.

"Amitabha, the poor monk won't!" said the mad monk Juechen.

Su Lin's face darkened, and then he retreated and asked, "Then will you sprinkle water into ice?"

"My Buddha is merciful, and neither will the poor monks!" said the mad monk Juechen again.

Su Lin's face darkened instantly, and he said in a deep voice: "You girl, this won't be, that won't be, and you will accept me as an apprentice, you are even more shameless than a stinky Taoist priest." People have two brushes, and you don't even have one, pit, what a pit! Then you say, what the hell will you know yourself?"

When the mad monk Juechen heard Su Lin's words, he thought about it seriously and carefully, and then said, "The poor monk will beat people!"