The gray-browed monk moved and said, "Is it the thief Chu Liuxiang?"

Chu Liuxiang touched her nose and smiled, "The master stayed away from the world, but he didn't expect that he knew this shameful nickname."

The gray-browed monk's gloomy and heavy face seemed to suddenly become happy. Leng Rui's eyes also began to have a smile and said slowly: "Although the old monk has been alienated from the world for a long time, he has a grand nephew who has a wide range of friendship. Whenever he comes here, he will always tell some novel and interesting stories to the old monk. Chu Xiangshuai's heroic feat is the most interesting and exciting of all events."

Chu Liuxiang said: "Master said that Wuhua?"

The gray-browed monk smiled and said, "For hundreds of years, if you have a broad range of disciples under Shaolin, he is the only one."

Chu Liuxiang said: "He...is he already here at this moment?"

The gray-browed monk said, "Is it because the donor is here to look for him?"

Chu Liuxiang pondered and said, "I am here to come here mainly to pay homage to Master Tianfeng."

The gray-browed monk said, "Although the senior brother of the sect has been away from foreign guests for a long time, he must be willing to meet someone like Chu Dungeon. It's a pity that the donor came here very unfortunately."

Chu Liuxiang said anxiously: "Master Tianfeng has already..."

The gray-browed monk smiled and said, "The senior brother of the sect has nothing to do with his thoughts, but he has a habit of tea. He has never changed. He is drinking tea at this moment, so no one can disturb him."

Chu Liuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "If Master Tianfeng was drinking tea alone, he would not be in a hurry. As long as he could see Senior Brother Wuhua first, it would be the same."

The gray-browed monk said, "Since the donor can't see the senior brother of the sect at this moment, he can't see Wuhua."

Chu Liuxiang was moved and said, "Why?"

The gray-browed monk smiled and said, "The only one who is good at Shaolin's disciples is good at Japanese tea ceremony. As long as he comes here, the first thing he does is to draw water and cook tea for his senior brother."

Chu Liuxiang's expression had already changed drastically, and she said in a lost voice: "Is Wuhua cooking tea for Master Tianfeng at this moment?"

The gray-browed monk nodded and smiled, "Master Chu wants to see them, so he may have to wait until tomorrow morning."

Chu Liuxiang was so anxious that she was so angry that she was still angry. She said, "Where is the backyard where they taste tea?"

The gray-browed monk said, "That's right."

Chu Liuxiang suddenly pointed behind Master Grey Eyebrow and smiled, "But the one behind Master is Wuhua?"

The gray-browed monk said, "Where is it?"

He turned around, and there was no figure behind his back. When he turned around, Chu Liuxiang in front of him turned out to be another person! A young man in black! Korean!

The gray-browed monk was about to say something, but Han Wen had already made a move. A sword in his sleeve was a little bit of a scabbard, and it was as sharp as lightning. The gray-browed monk fell down softly, but he didn't see clearly how he took action!

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Chu Liuxiang knew that Han Wen had also found this place, so she forced herself into it without hesitation. He knew that Han Wen would never let him be hurt. Therefore, he rushed out and was just a little bit away, and he had already reached the short wall.

Behind the short wall, the small courtyard has lush bamboo leaves and vegetation. There are three open pavilions in the bamboo bushes. The bamboo curtains are hanging deep. Looking through the bamboo curtains, you can vaguely see two figures sitting cross-legged on the ground. The courtyard is quiet, the wind blows the leaves, and the flowers on the bamboo curtains flow. The two of them seem to be in the sky.

The person on the right is Wuhua.

In front of him was a small purple mud stove, a copper pot, a palm fan, and a set of exquisite and small tea sets. At this moment, the three tea cups as big as wine glasses were filled with tea, and bursts of tea fragrance came from the bamboo curtains. In addition, the fragrance of flowers and bamboo fragrance was really intoxicating.

Sitting opposite Wuhua was a thin monk with white beards. At this moment, he was taking the teacup from Wuhua's hand, closing his eyes, and slowly sending it to his lips.

Chu Liuxiang shouted loudly, rushed over like an arrow, rushed over to the bamboo curtain, and shouted: "This tea cannot be drunk!"

Wuhua saw it, his face changed, but he immediately returned to calm.

Master Tianfeng didn't even touch the muscles at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that even though Tianbeng was in front of him, his expression would not change. He just slowly lowered the teacup and opened his eyes slowly. Chu Liuxiang was glanced at by his eyes, but he didn't feel a little confused.

Master Tianfeng said lightly: "Don't you feel that the donor is too reckless when he comes in like this?"

Chu Liuxiang bowed and said, "I am in a hurry and hope that the master will forgive me."

Master Tianfeng focused on him for a while and said slowly: "For the past twenty years, the donor is still the first person to break into the old monk's meditation room. Since he can come here, it is naturally good. How about you please sit down and wait for tea?"

This Shaolin monk has indeed achieved perfection in his cultivation and is still so uninspiring. Chu Liuxiang secretly praised him in his heart.

Wuhua immediately smiled and said, "Yes, since Brother Chu is here, why not sit down and have a cup of tea to cleanse the world."

Master Tianfeng smiled faintly and said, "It turns out that he is the donor of Chu. No wonder his skills are so high that he no longer thinks of being the second person in the world."

Chu Liuxiang said, "I dare not!"

Master Tianfeng smiled and said, "Although the old monk has been invincible for a long time, he is still very happy to see the richness of the heroes of the time. There is no wine in the cold temple, so why should the donor Chu use tea to make wine?"

He picked up the teacup again, and Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but say in disgust: "This tea cannot be drunk."

Master Tianfeng said: "Even if this tea is not an immortal species, it is also a wonderful product. How can I not drink it?"

Chu Liuxiang glanced at Wuhua and suddenly smiled and said, "I have been entrusted by someone to bring a wonderful new tea to the master. Moreover, I am confident that I am quite good at cooking tea. Don't the master want to taste it first?"

Master Tianfeng Zhan Yan said: "Since that's the case, the old monk is disturbing."

Although this monk with profound cultivation was indifferent to other things, he couldn't help but be happy when he heard that he had a wonderful hand to cook tea.

Even though Wuhua was shocked and angry, his expression was not revealed at all. He smiled and said, "I don't expect Brother Chu to have such a good mood, it's so wonderful."

He immediately stood up and gave up the tea-making seat to Chu Liuxiang, but poured all the tea he had just cooked into the yard.

Chu Liuxiang glanced at him again and smiled and said, "Is it a pity that such precious water has been poured?"

He did not say tea, but "water", but only said the four words "Tianyi Shenshui". Wuhua still looked motionless and smiled and said, "This water is melted by the first snow. Although it is precious, there are many in the cellars in the temple. If Brother Chu has such a fondness, he might as well bring a bottle back."

Chu Liuxiang sighed secretly, sat down respectfully, and made tea with fire.

Master Tianfeng suddenly smiled faintly and said, "The water has not yet boiled yet. Donor Chu is just telling his future intention. Facing the famous tea, it is the time when the old monk is in a good mood. If Donor Chu has something to ask about, it is better to ask about it at this time."

Chu Liuxiang suddenly realized that the monk's plain smile contained in his monk's incomparable wisdom, and his calm eyes could make him more clear.

He sighed softly and said, "I am here, I just want to ask the master to tell a story."

Master Tianfeng frowned slightly and said, "Story?"

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Chapter completed!