(This plot is a bit difficult to write and difficult to handle...... ）

After a moment of silence, Jingkong asked, "Childe, how can you entertain guests without tea?"

Chen Sanlang said: "It's me who is slacking." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As he spoke, he got up and opened the door, just in time to see Lei Wei moving wine.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lei Wei put down the wine jar and ran over: "My lord, what do you command." ”

"Let people make a pot of good tea. ”

"Yes. ”

After a pause, Lei Wei said in a low voice: "My lord, if necessary, I can do it, and kill this bald donkey without knowing it......"

made a knife move, but he misunderstood, thinking that Chen Sanlang cherished his reputation, so he didn't embarrass the clear space, so he took the initiative to ask for help.

Chen Sanlang smiled dumbly: "What nonsense, go quickly." ”

Xu Nianniang was sitting over there, looking over, Chen Sanlang gestured with his jaw, indicating that he was fine. Xu Nianniang didn't say anything, she just cared about drinking.

After a while, a maid came in with tea, Chen Sanlang asked her to put it down and retreat, and poured tea for the empty space by herself.

For this old monk, he has no hatred, he can only say that the Tao is different, and he does not conspire with each other.

Holding the tea in the clear space, blowing gently, there will be a ripple on the surface of the tea water; and then blowing, there seems to be a strong wind, a small cup of tea, the water ripples, rolling up the whirlpool.

Chen Sanlang knew that he was going to make a move.

"This cup of tea, Gongzi. ”

The clearance lifted the teacup and faced Chen Sanlang in the air.

"Good!"

Chen Saburo also raised his teacup and faced it.

As soon as I buzzed, I saw the tea in the cup whirlpool, exactly the same as the landscape in the empty cup.

The Buddha said: This is why there is another, this life is because of that, everything comes from karma.

Nothing more.

The hand that the clear space is lightly exposed has already shown its superb cultivation. When the idlers saw it, they were all shocked by the immortals and bowed to worship.

Chen Sanlang stared at the whirlpool in the cup, and there was an indescribable suction force in it, trying to pull his spiritual will into it, so as to go to an unknown world. Before the change, I was afraid that I couldn't resist it, thinking that in Yangzhou back then, the clearance was just a little, which made Chen Sanlang fall into a fantasy.

It's a pity that this time is different.

He smiled slightly, put the teacup to his mouth as if nothing happened, and sipped it slowly, the whirlpool entered his mouth, and it turned into invisible, it was a slightly bitter tea, after entering his throat, there was a sweet meaning, and the aftertaste lingered: "Master, please tea." ”

This cup of tea entered the throat, and the scene in the empty cup over there immediately returned to normal, and a few tea leaves floated and sank in the water, slightly glowing green.

Qingkong stared, raised his glass and drank it all, and said: "Good tea!"

Picking up the teapot and walking: "Childe, let the old man pour tea for you." ”

Chen Sanlang stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

The pot in the empty hand was tilted, and a pour of tea poured out, and it fell into Chen Sanlang's cup impartially, and the water looked like a waterfall, pouring out.

Faintly, Chen Sanlang even heard the rumbling sound of the impact of the water, which was endless.

This sound, right in my ears, bang.

Chen Sanlang felt that something was going to get into his head, and when he was shaken by this, his spirit couldn't help but be in a trance, and there were signs of confusion.

At this moment, the evil sword in his arms moved, and with this sword, the ancient books of the Mud Pill Palace immediately appeared, and the words were beady, shining brightly, and suddenly stabilized.

This scene is not the first time it has appeared, every time Chen Sanlang encounters a crisis, a book and a sword, a mile and a outside, they will be exposed to each other, and every time, they can basically turn the danger into a disaster.

This time, too, there were no exceptions.

The pages of the book are opened, the handwriting is flying, every word, every stroke, whether it is a skimming or a horizontal or vertical, all secretly contain subtlety, and there is a sharp atmosphere coming out.

In just a moment, the sound of the waterfall crashing disappeared.

Everything is back to normal.

The hand holding the teapot trembled and was so unsteady that tea spilled out of the cup and landed on the table.

Pouring tea is quite rude, and even a gaffe.

The old monk of Jingkong has lived a long time, sitting in dry meditation, a heart has already been tempered, and there are few flaws, but at this moment, a trace of crack appeared, you can imagine how much impact Chen Saburo gave him.

"You, a monk?"

Even if Chen Sanlang is a monk, in fact, the clear space is not so much, he has been walking the rivers and lakes for a long time, what he has seen, heard and encountered, there are hundreds of monks, and all the sects have basically seen it, and a monk is nothing. The key is that the clear space has not been aware of this fact all along, which is terrifying. Thinking about the past, he carried Chen Sanlang and Ao Qing around, when did Chen Sanlang have the slightest mana fluctuation?

How long has it been since then?

Not to mention the first encounter in Yangzhou, it was easy to enter Chen Sanlang's mental world and generate an illusion scene. The reason for the failure can only be said that Chen Sanlang is determined and obsessed too deeply. Besides, the clearance is not careful, it is just done casually, and the fur is not counted.

But now it's different, first use the demon cat to try, and then use tea to make a fuss, it seems to be elegant, but in fact, the clearance has shown a lot of skills.

If you face some foolish village women, it is much easier, sit there, and do some magic at will, and the people will kowtow to meet you.

Many temples were set up in the city, and most of them took this route.

But in the face of some well-informed and tenacious people, it will take a lot of effort.

No matter who is enlightened, it is basically to use soft means to seek a breakthrough from the spiritual level, rather than arresting people and putting them at the mercy, in that case, it is a crooked move of the evil sect, disdainful of it, and often the effect will be counterproductive.

At present, when the clear space found out in vain that Chen Sanlang was actually a monk, he was still a monk who couldn't see the flaws, and he suddenly felt shocked.

The path of cultivation is long, and there are very few self-taught talents, and there must be a teacher to guide and teach - this process is actually a kind of enlightenment.

In other words, it is equivalent to Chen Sanlang has already been ignited once, and if he wants to ignite it again, the difficulty is self-evident.

Hearing his question, Chen Sanlang smiled: "Master, do you think I look like a monk?"

Jingkong was slightly stunned, feeling that this was a little strange, and then thinking about what happened before, he really found many doubts.

Chen Sanlang's body, from beginning to end, has no mana revealed, his aura is very strange, not easy to ponder, but it is a bit similar to some rumors in ancient times. But the rumor and allusion have long been buried in the pile of old papers.

These things can't be scrutinized for the time being, but he is bound to get it this time, because he knows deeply that if Chen Sanlang is allowed to develop according to this momentum, there will be no chance from now on.

After trying three times in a row, he couldn't even enter Chen Sanlang's mental world, and it seemed that he had to use the last magical means.