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Chapter 173 The Contest Under the Teacup

"Donor please sit down!"

The blind monk waved his hands slightly, and he sat on the main seat in the north. As for the abbot and steward of Tieshan Temple, they were on both sides.

It can be seen that in Tieshan Temple, this blind monk has a very high status, far above the abbot, but he usually does not show off his appearance.

Ye Feng didn't hesitate and sat down immediately, while Hong Qingyan sat on the side.

"Looking at the extraordinary demeanor of the donor, he must not be an ordinary person. May I ask where he comes from?" the host asked, clasping his hands.

Ye Feng smiled and said: "I'm just here to drink tea today. As for the source, I don't mind mentioning it."

The host laughed and said: "I am being rude. As the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from."

Ye Feng didn't say anything else. The whole time, he was looking at the blind monk opposite him with his peripheral vision.

Although the blind monk was always sitting there with an upright attitude and no expression on his face, Ye Feng, who had opened his naked eyes, could see that there seemed to be a murderous aura on his body.

Although the murderous aura was very weak, it was still very sharp. Ye Feng dared to conclude that this old blind monk must have killed people before, and he had killed quite a few people!

In other words, the other party was probably a powerful figure in the world of martial arts a few decades ago.

It's just that Ye Feng is very strange. In the entire martial arts world, he basically knows all the famous figures in the martial arts world for hundreds of years, but he has never heard of a blind monk who is at the martial king level.

"Perhaps, the other party deliberately dressed up like a monk in order to hide his identity." Ye Feng thought secretly in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm.

Although the blind monk was blind, he was making tea skillfully, and judging from his movements, it was obvious that he had studied the tea ceremony.

Soon the whole courtyard was filled with the aroma of tea, and the blind monk suddenly said: "Donor, guess what kind of tea the old monk brewed?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said: "I have never drunk this tea before, so I can't smell it. However, it is said that Longjing tea in Jiangdong is unique, and Tieshan Temple is a famous temple in Jiangdong. The tea that is being served here must be Longjing."

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The blind monk laughed and said: "The donor is indeed very smart. He has such spiritual roots at a young age, and his future achievements will be limitless. However, the donor probably doesn't know that the tea brewed by the old monk has another name.

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Ye Feng smiled and said, "Oh? Please enlighten me."

The blind monk said leisurely: "The old monk specially named this tea Duanhunxiang. I wonder if the donor wants to taste it?"

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly condensed. At this moment, he keenly discovered that the blind monk sitting opposite suddenly burst out with a fierce murderous aura.

Ye Feng was not stupid, and he had naturally heard the warning in the other party's words. It probably meant that if Ye Feng did not intend to conduct a thorough investigation, then this cup of tea would be a cup of fine Longjing.

And if Ye Feng is really planning to find out the details of the other party, then this cup of tea will be like a soul-destroying fragrance, and the implication is that the other party is about to kill him.

Ye Feng smiled lightly and said: "This name sounds quite interesting. This is the first time I have heard of it in my whole life. It looks like I really want to try it."

The blind monk suddenly raised his head. Although there were no eyeballs in his eyes, his eyes became extremely sharp at this moment. He shouted: "Donor, do you really want to drink?"

Ye Feng said coldly: "You can give me a reason not to drink."

The blind monk suddenly burst into laughter, waved his hand and said: "Then, please give me a donation!"

Ye Feng remained calm, but he had already asked Hong Qingyan to retreat behind him. Then he reached out his hand and picked up the cup of tea placed on the stone table.

However, at this moment, a sharp energy rushed straight along the table like a horse.

Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged. He placed the teacup he had just picked up on the table, and the fierce energy that rushed towards him was shaken away on the spot.

The eyes of the old blind monk across from him suddenly condensed, and a look of surprise finally appeared on his face. He snorted, and his large monk robes suddenly started to flow without wind.

Ye Feng instantly felt a surge of energy like a wild dragon roaring from under his feet. His expression remained unchanged, he raised his right foot and stepped hard on the ground. This dragon of energy roared out from under his feet.

They were trampled to pieces in an instant.

The expression of the old blind monk finally changed, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to take action again.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, but this time he was no longer passively defensive. He was shocked, and a surging energy swept over him like a tide.

The old blind monk trembled all over, and the next moment he was sitting there as straight as if he was petrified and stopped moving.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, raised the teacup, smelled it, and then drank it all.

"This tea is good, you might as well have another cup." After Ye Feng said this without being polite, he directly filled himself up, drank it all, and then had a third cup.

During the whole process, the old blind monk opposite sat motionless, as if he was in trance.

The abbot and steward of Tieshan Temple beside him couldn't help but wonder when they saw this. They thought, what's wrong with the boss? Why doesn't he take action at this time?

It's just that in this situation, it's hard for them to ask questions.

Ye Feng drank three cups in a row, then stood up and said with a smile: "This tea is indeed good, you three, thank you very much, farewell!"

After saying that, he turned around, took Hong Qingyan's little hand, and slowly left the small courtyard.

The blind monk still sat there motionless. He didn't move, and the host and steward beside him didn't dare to move rashly. They just looked at Ye Feng's back quietly until they completely disappeared in the corridor of the small courtyard.

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"Boss, why did you just..." Only then did the host couldn't help but ask.

But before he finished speaking, the blind monk suddenly opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his whole body began to cough and tremble, and he could hardly sit still.

"Boss, what is...what's wrong with you? Are you injured?" The host and steward were shocked and hurriedly came over to support him.

The old blind monk waved his hands and sighed helplessly: "Don't worry, I won't die yet, I just suffered internal injuries."

The host asked in shock: "Did that guy just fall in love with you, boss? How is this possible?"

The old blind monk sighed: "At first, I thought it was impossible. Maybe I was careless. But no matter what, this boy is young, but his skill is far superior to mine. It's really scary!"

The steward exclaimed: "That boy's skill is even stronger than yours, boss? Doesn't that mean that he is already a high-level Martial King? This is terrible, right? At his age, he is probably not even thirty yet."

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The old blind monk suppressed the restless breath in his body, waved his hand and said: "The origin of this child is definitely not trivial. He has come to our Tieshan Temple tonight. Whether it is intentional or unintentional, we must be on guard against him."

"Does it mean that he has found out our origins?" After the host said this, a look of horror appeared on his face.

"Probably not. If he had found out, he would never have left so easily, nor would he have let us go so easily." The old blind monk said.

The host said: "But no matter what, he has already noticed something just now. No, we must send someone to check and follow up and find out the details of this kid."

The old blind monk said: "It's okay to send people, but it's definitely not possible for ordinary people. This man is already a high-level martial arts king, and the acupuncture points in his body have almost been penetrated. As long as ordinary people get a little closer, he will be able to detect it immediately, and immediately call Lao San to follow

The Jiangzuo League headquarters comes back and asks him to take action personally!"

The host said: "Yes, the third child has extremely light skills. He must investigate this matter personally."
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