He had seen Master Wankong a long time ago, he was kind and kind-eyed, and he looked amiable, but the two old monks on the opposite side were full of flesh and meat, and both eyes were fierce. As if it was born with it, it looks a little hateful, and I am afraid that even a crying baby will stop when he sees it.

Seeing Long Qingyu who came in with Qianxiang, Master Wankong smiled and nodded slightly, while the two old monks on the opposite side looked at Long Qingyu with some surprise, forming a very obvious contrast in attitude.

"Master, two uncles. ”

The little monk of the Thousand Statues shouted respectfully to the master and uncle.

Master Wankong responded with a bow, and the two old monks opposite smiled and nodded.

"Master of the Ten Thousand Skies. Two masters. Long Qingyu politely greeted the host Wan Xiang, and brought the other two old monks by the way.

"Long Shaoxia, please sit here. Since there were guests coming in, naturally they couldn't continue to sit in meditation and discuss the Tao, so the presiding monk got up and walked towards the table and chairs next to him, and the other two old monks also got up and followed over there.

After the three of the Great Monks of Wankong sat down, Long Qingyu found a lower position and sat down on a chair.

"Long Shaoxia, this is my senior brother Wan Hai, the left deacon of the Thousand Temples. Master Wankong pointed to an old monk on the chair beside him.

"Master Wanhai, look up for a long time!" Long Qingyu got up slightly and said politely.

"Hmph! ”

What responded to Long Qingyu was a vague cold snort, Wan Hai's face was arrogant, but he didn't care, he didn't offend him, just get the courtesy.

"This is my senior brother, the right deacon of the Thousand Temples. Master Wankong pointed to the old monk on Wan Hai's side and introduced, and his attitude towards Senior Brother Wan Hai was also very good.

"Master of Ten Thousand Sufferings, look up for a long time!" Long Qingyu still stood up slightly and said.

"Hmm!" Although the old monk didn't snort coldly, this response was also unsatisfactory.

Long Qingyu's attitude towards the two of them was light, and Master Wankong cast a apologetic look at him, Long Qingyu naturally understood and cast a look that didn't mind.

At this point, Master Wankong has a lot of high regard for Long Qingyu, and it is rare to be able to behave so calmly in the face of other people's cold eyes.

"Master, two uncles, Brother Long, please drink tea!"

The little monk did not sit down, at this time the work of serving tea and pouring water took over, an antique purple clay pot, four exquisite blue and white porcelain cups in the tea water churning, a fragrance wafted in, people have not yet entered the pit to feel very comfortable, it is not difficult to believe that this Biluochun is also the best Biluochun.

"Long Shaoxia, please drink tea!" Master Wankong said, picked up the teacup, and then detoured with the lid, the tea rolled up and down, and a stronger fragrance wafted out, and then took a big sip.

"The best Biluochun! Good tea, take a sip, and leave a fragrance on your teeth and cheeks. Long Qingyu took a sip of the teacup and praised it, for the tea ceremony, it is a little research, and the tea must be tasted slowly.

"Hmph, of course the tea is good, this is the best Biluochun, and it can only produce about a few catties a year in Qiansi. The horizontal flesh on the face of the old monk of Wanhai squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile and snorted coldly.

"I look at this Biluo Spring, the color is silver and green, the white is revealed, and the tea is white and white. And this Biluochun should be collected spring dew watering and growing, and the tea trees are staggered and planted with peach apricots, oranges, ginkgo seeds, and green light fruit trees in Quancheng, which makes the quality of Biluochun even better. ”

"I didn't expect Long Shaoxia to have a lot of experience in the tea ceremony, and the old man admires it so much!" Monk Wankong was very surprised by Long Qingyu's opinion, because few people know about these planting and production processes!

"Wherever and where, it is only under the influence of the master since childhood that I will understand the tea ceremony. "The master that Long Qingyu said is Kong Bufan.

"Kong Bufan is worthy of being a well-known Zhiduoxing in the rivers and lakes, with extensive knowledge and extraordinary knowledge. Hearing this, the great monk of Wankong couldn't help but praise Long Qingyu's master, and even Wan Hai and Wan Ku, who were a little cold to Long Qingyu, also showed admiration when they heard Kong Bufan.

Long Qingyu also smiled sincerely at Master Wankong's praise for Master, smiled very gratifying, and was a little proud.

The Great Monk of Wankong took another sip of tea, and then said, "By the way, I don't know how Long Shaoxia is investigating?"

I don't know how he has a special appreciation for Long Qingyu, not like his own apprentice, he is a kind of comfort to his apprentice, Qianxiang has been steady since he was a child, no matter what is remarkable.

"Master, I am here to tell you about this. ”

Long Qingyu took a sip of tea, glanced at Wan Kong and a few others, and didn't say it immediately, Wan Hai and Wan Ku snorted coldly when they saw this.

Seeing this, Long Qingyu shook his head and smiled bitterly, ignoring it, and then told him what he had seen in the meditation room and Lingshan Hall before.

"According to what Shaoxia said, my senior brother is afraid that he is inseparable from this mysterious force, and I have never heard of this kind of palming!" The Great Monk of Wankong listened to what Long Qingyu said, and said thoughtfully.

"However, the three of us still have to go to the meditation room and the Lingshan Hall before we can draw conclusions. ”

"Young man, that palm print can't be faked by yourself later!" Old Monk Wanhai obviously didn't believe it, and said very trickily.

Long Qingyu's face finally changed a little when he heard this, but he still said, "Master Wanhai, I'm afraid that you can't even do that kind of palm realm, can I, a fledgling, surpass you." ”

Long Qingyu's tone was a little light, Wan Hai's face was red and his neck was thick, although he didn't say a word of scolding, but when he said this, Wan Hai felt a sense of grievance in his heart, and he couldn't refute it.

"Master, what Brother Long saw with my own eyes is also what I have seen, and I can't be wrong at all. "How can a little monk like a thousand things make Long Qingyu a villain, although he disagrees with the cold words of the two uncles and uncles about Long Qingyu, but after all, he is his own uncle.

"Master Wankong, I don't know if Master Wanxiang's experience before he became a monk can tell me a thing or two. Long Qingyu wanted to know the origin of Master Wanxiang, but what he wanted most was to find clues to the mysterious force.

"I don't know much, but I know that my senior brother was a member of the Ding family in Taizhou, Jiangsu Province before he became a monk. The Great Monk of Wankong said as if he was reminiscing.

"The Ding family has declined decades ago, the family is divided, and I heard that many people died at that time. And now the Ding family in Taizhou is only a remnant side branch. The old monk Wanhai is older than Wankong and Wanku, and he knows a little more about things.

"Maybe there are people from the Ding family in that force, after all, there were many internal contradictions within the Ding family, I really want to know who is the leader of this force!" Long Qingyu guessed based on what the two said.

(End of chapter)