A series of changes happened in an instant, and by the time Dust reacted, he had lost control of his body, and could only watch the teacup continue to enlarge in front of his eyes.

His eyes rolled slightly, and Lichen seemed to see the abbot Zen master who had just thrown out the tea cup and showed a meaningful smile, which made him not only smile bitterly in his heart.

Obviously, this must be the abbot's Zen master's method, and this monk has taken action to imprison his body, if he can still break through the shackles, there will be ghosts.

But he couldn't help but feel puzzled, what does Abbot Zen Master mean by this? Could it really be that he just wants to deduct him from a bowl of tea?

No, that's not right......

A moment of thought flashed in Lichen's eyes, based on his understanding of the abbot Zen master, this Venerable is a real high monk, and he is not very good at doing such nonsensical things, at this time, he must have some deep meaning in doing this.

It's just that the teacup was about to buckle to his head, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only subconsciously look for other ways to cover it.

In front of the three Venerables, especially the two senior monks of the ancestors, if they were splashed with tea, it was really inappropriate for etiquette.

Now that his body has been imprisoned, his true yuan has also been sealed, although it may not be that kind of long-term restraint, but in this moment, he has indeed lost the power to resist.

At this time, he was able to move up and down his body, in addition to his consciousness churning in the sea, only the pair of eyes could barely turn, could it be that the abbot Zen master wanted him to resist the tea cup with the power of his soul?

However, Lichen suddenly remembered what the abbot Zen Master had just said, and seemed to mention the Tianyuan chessboard, and a sense of enlightenment suddenly surged in his heart, and Lichen subconsciously hooked the huge chessboard with the power of the soul in the sea of knowledge.

The chessboard was silent in the sea of knowledge, like an ordinary island, but the black and white chess pieces in it were still rotating, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

But when the power of Chen's soul suddenly triggered the chessboard, the white-robed monk sitting in the center of the chessboard suddenly trembled twice, and on the chessboard, there was a strange light of black and white reflected from it, and both of Chen's eyes turned into black and white, which looked quite strange.

When Chen's eyes turned black and white, the world in his eyes seemed to have undergone a strange change, as if through a layer of barrier, and everywhere he looked was a hazy feeling of ink landscape painting.

"This ......"

I don't know if it's the illusion of dust, in this landscape-like perspective, the passage of time seems to have slowed down, and the tea cup that is about to be deducted is almost falling in slow motion in his eyes.

He could even clearly see the pale cyan tea spilling out of the teacup, reflecting a burst of emerald color in the air, as dazzling as a pearl.

Smelling the faint fragrance of tea, Lichen subconsciously wanted to run the cultivation to take the teacup, but there was no true yuan gushing out of his body, but the teacup that fell off was suspended above the void out of thin air, and even the tea spilled from it was frozen there, as if time pressed the still button, and instantly solidified into a beautiful piece of amber.

Such a scene happened between the lightning and flint, and naturally it also came into the eyes of the three Venerables in the bamboo building, Master Kongyan still just smiled, not too surprised, the abbot Zen Master even showed a look that was really like this, but Venerable Jueyuan was a little surprised.

"This ...... Could it be that you can't have the power of your mind?"

"No, no, there is no fluctuation of telekinesis in the void......"

However, before he could finish speaking, Jueyuan shook his head and denied it. As a Venerable of the Arhat realm, although Jueyuan is not as good as the realm of the two Zen masters, he still has that vision when he has practiced so far.

Although he did not practice the Buddhist method of telekinesis, the Venerable of the Arhat realm still has some understanding of this aspect, especially among the monks of the "Jue" generation, there is a senior brother Juehui, who is the Venerable of the Great Mental Power, so Jueyuan is no stranger to the mental power after all, and he still sees a little strange.

Just now, the abbot Zen master threw out the teacup, and there was a sense of true yuan shock on his body, but it subsided in an instant, and he guessed that it must be the abbot who invisibly imprisoned this Buddha.

Although it is not difficult to bind a martial arts master, among the Venerables in the world, being able to imprison the dust in front of him with a snap of his fingers still makes him unaware that only a master of the realm of Abbot Zen Master can do it.

Although he didn't know what the abbot meant, he could guess that this was also a test and guidance for the dust, so he didn't mean to stop it.

At this time, he suddenly saw the teacup floating in the air, and he couldn't help but be surprised, it wasn't the true yuan, it wasn't the telekinesis, and there didn't seem to be any soul fluctuations, so what was it, it was able to hold this cup of tea out of thin air.

The abbot Zen master chuckled and shook his head, and he didn't see him running his mana, but he raised his hand and flicked it gently, and the stiff hands and feet suddenly regained control of his body, and his true yuan also flowed again, wandering in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, moving with his heart, as if the scene that had just gotten out of control did not happen.

Regaining control of his body, Lichen also breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he realize how huge the gap between himself and a master like the abbot Zen master was.

No matter how bad he is, after all, he is also a martial arts master, and he is a first-class master in the outside world, but in front of this Zen master, he doesn't see how he moves, and he loses his grasp of himself, which is really shocking.

It is worthy of being a high-ranking monk who is in charge of a holy land, and the cultivation of this Zen master is probably already the realm of merit and creation, and there are very few people who can compare with him in this world.

Lichen took two steps back slightly, and he didn't see any change in his expression, and the teacup suspended in the void fell slowly like leaves falling with the wind, just caught by his gently raised hands, and even the scattered tea slid back into the cup drop by drop, without spilling the slightest.

Several of the people present were all masters in the martial arts, and it was nothing to raise their hands to catch a teacup, but it was indeed quite strange to fix it in the void without using the true yuan and without the fluctuation of the soul power.

Venerable Jueyuan watched from the sidelines, and couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and couldn't help but ask: "What Master Chen's nephew just cast, but what is the power of mind to control things?"