Wang Ling stared at the tea in front of him for a long time before he slowly raised his head and said: Master, tea is good tea, but unfortunately the cup is too small!!

What's the matter, since the cup is too small, I'll change the bowl for the donor.

But if you change it to a bowl, it's not tea; There is no longer the realm where tea should be; How can I change.

Oh, then it depends on whether the donor wants to drink tea or taste tea...

Please also ask the master to advise, I drink this tea or taste it well, and the result is resolute. . .

In this case, why don't the donor drink this cup of tea, lest the tea will be cold after a long time, and it will be difficult to taste it.

Wang Ling savored Master Kongyuan's words, and the time for a stick of incense passed inadvertently.

Master Kongyuan was drinking tea when suddenly a violent death breath came out of Wang Ling's body The tea in the hand of the startled Master Kongyuan fell to the ground with a bang, so terrifying death breath In the shock, a soft and vibrant breath of life wrapped Wang Ling The two breaths resisted each other like this.

Seeing this scene, Master Kongyuan couldn't sit still, immediately got up, ran to the door, closed the wooden door, sat on the ground, held a rosary and silently recited Buddhist scriptures, and in this way, the breath of Buddhism slowly merged into Wang Ling's body.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and there are already more small novices and Tianyin who opened the door for Wang Ling and the two of them at that time.

Tianyin has been walking around the courtyard in a hurry Several times I wanted to cross Master Kongyuan I wanted to see Wang Ling's condition But every time I was shocked out by the violent death qi Or Master Kongyuan took the time to explain what happened to Wang Ling and continued to close his eyes and chant the ancient Sanskrit.

Tianyin Lying on the ground with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his hands hammered the ground fiercely Why am I so stupid I obviously know that the young master must have something to do I still take it lightly I don't know how the young master is doing now Thinking of this, I hit the ground with another punch The solid stone floor was hammered out of a pit by Tianyin.

Xiao Shami, who looked nervously at Master Kongyuan, saw Tianyin like this, and hurriedly ran over to persuade him: Don't be like this, you can't help your young master like this Whether it's my master or your young master, you can't disturb it now.

Hearing Xiao Shami's words, Tianyin also calmed down, remembering Wang Ling's words before; However, his eyes were still firmly fixed on the wooden door behind Master Kongyuan, clenching his fists and letting blood seep out of the wounds of his fists.

Seeing such a heavenly hidden, Xiao Shami also shook his head and said, "Amitabha! He also sat on the ground and silently recited scriptures that Tianyin couldn't understand.

In this way, time passed day by day, and Tianyin was not manic, maybe he knew how anxious he was, and it didn't help, but it would affect Wang Ling in the house, and he had been sitting in the yard, paying attention to the movements around him.