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Chapter 173 The Contest Under the Teacup

"Please sit down!"

The blind monk waved his hand slightly, and he sat on the main position in the north. As for the host of Nathan Temple, there was a manager, but it was accompanied by both sides.

It can be seen that in Tieshan Temple, the status of the blind monk is very high, far above the host, but it is usually not showing the mountains and not being exposed.

Ye Feng did not twist, and immediately sat down, and Hong Qingyan sat on the side.

"Seeing the masterpiece is extraordinary, it must not be an ordinary family, dare to ask, but where do you come from?" The host asked with both hands.

Ye Feng laughed: "In the next today, just for the puppet, as for the source, let's not mention it."

The host laughed: "The old man is in the Tang Dynasty, and the so -called hero does not ask the source."

Ye Feng didn't have a cavity. During the whole period, he was holding the blind monk on the opposite side with Yu Guang.

Although the blind monks were always sitting there, there was no expression on her face, Ye Feng, who had opened the naked eye, could see that the other person's body seemed to show a kind of murderousness.

Although this murderous is very light, it is sharp. Ye Feng dares to determine that the old blind monk must have killed people, and the people who have killed are not a few!

In other words, the other party is likely to be a generation of heroes on the rivers and lakes.

It's just that Ye Feng is very strange. If the entire rivers and lakes are martial arts, and in the century, all the people with a face and face are basically like a few treasures, but they have never heard of a blind monk in the martial arts realm.

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

Although the blind monk could not see his eyes, he was skilled in tea, and looking at his movements, it was obvious that there was a study of the tea ceremony.

Soon the whole courtyard came out with a burst of tea, and the blind monk suddenly said: "Guess the master, what kind of tea is the old monk?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said: "This tea has not been drank before, but it can't smell it, but it is said that Jiangdong Longjing tea is a must, and Tieshan Temple is a famous temple of Jiangdong.

Bar."

The blind monk laughed: "The master is really intelligent. At a young age, there will be such spiritual roots. In the future, the achievements will be bound to be limited. However, the owner probably does not know.

"

Ye Feng said with a smile: "Oh? Also, please enlighten me."

The blind monk said: "Broken soul fragrance, the old monk named the tea specially named the fragrance of the soul.

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly condensed. At this moment, he keenly discovered that the blind monk sitting on the opposite side suddenly broke out of a fierce murderous.

Ye Feng is not stupid, and naturally he has heard the warning of the other party's words. It probably means that if Ye Feng does not intend to check it thoroughly, then this cup of tea is a good Longjing on the cup.

And if Ye Feng really prepares to trace the details of the other party, then this cup of tea is the fragrance of the soul, and the intention of the other party will prepare the killer.

Ye Feng smiled faintly: "This name sounds very interesting. I have heard of it for the first time. It seems that I really want to try it."

The blind monk suddenly looked up. Although his eyes were not eye -catching, his eyes became extremely sharp at this moment. He drank: "The owner really wants to drink it?"

Ye Feng coldly: "You can give me a reason for not drinking."

Suddenly the blind monk laughed and waved his hand: "So, the master please!"

Ye Feng was calm, but he had brought Hong Qingyan to behind him. Then he leaned out and squeezed the cup of tea on the stone table.

However, at this time, a sharp energy rushed straight along the table like a training.

Ye Feng's face was unchanged. The freshly raised tea cup was placed directly on the desktop.

The old blind monk on the opposite side suddenly condensed, and the face finally showed a surprise. He snorted, and the wide monk robe suddenly surged.

Ye Feng instantly felt that a madness was like a mad dragon. He whistled from under his feet. He still looked unchanged. He raised his right foot and stepped on the ground.

It was stepping on it instantly.

The old blind monk's complexion finally changed, as soon as the root of the teeth bite, I wanted to take it again.

Ye Fengjian was picked, but this time he was no longer passive defense. He shocked, and a surging energy instantly swept away like a tide.

The old -blind monk trembled for a while, and the whole person was sitting there like petrochemicals in the next moment, sitting there and stopped moving.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, raised the tea cup, smelled, and then drank.

"This tea is good, you might as well drink another cup." Ye Feng was not polite after speaking, and filled himself directly, then drank it back, and then the third cup.

Throughout the process, the old blind monks on the opposite side were sitting there everywhere, and the whole person seemed to be settled.

The host and the manager of the Tieshan Temple beside me couldn't help but wondering in my heart, thinking about what happened to the boss. At this time, I haven't shot it?

It's just that in this situation, they are not good at asking.

Ye Feng drank three cups in a row, and then stood up and smiled: "This tea is really good, three, thank you, leave!"

After speaking, he turned around, pulled Hong Qingyan's little hand, and slowly left the courtyard.

The blind monk still sat there without moving. He didn't move, and the host and management beside him did not dare to act lightly, but quietly looked at Ye Feng's back, until the two completely disappeared in the corridor of the small courtyard.

corner.

"Boss, why are you just ..." Until this time, the host couldn't help asking.

It was just that he hadn't finished speaking yet, and the blind monk suddenly opened his mouth, whispered, spit out an old blood on the spot, the whole person cough and trembled again and again, almost unstoppable sitting.

"Boss, you are ... what's wrong with you, you were injured?" The host was surprised and hurriedly helped him.

The old blind monk waved his hand and sighed weakly: "Don't worry, I can't die, but I have suffered internal injuries."

The host asked: "Is it just now that the boy shocked the boss? How can this be!"

The old blind monk sighed: "At first I also felt impossible, and maybe there was a lot of components, but anyway, this son was young, but his skill was far above me. It was terrible!"

That care was exclaimed: "The skill of that kid is still stronger than you? Isn't that mean that he is already a high -level martial arts, this is also terrible. At this age, he is afraid that he is still less than 30.

Bar?"

The old blind monk stressed the restlessness of the main body, and waved his hand: "This son's origin is definitely not the same as small, and tonight finds us Tieshan Temple.

"Could it be that he has found out our origin?" Host said this, and the face had emerged on his face.

"There should be no, if he found it out, he would never leave easily, and he would not let us go so easily." The old blind monk said.

The host said: "No matter what, he has noticed it just now.

The old blind monk said: "You can send people, but ordinary people are absolutely not possible. This son is already a high -level king, and the acupuncture points in the body are almost connected. As long as ordinary people are slightly closer, he can immediately detect it.

Jiang Zuomeng headquarters came back and let him go out in person! "

The host said: "Yes, the third child has the top light work, and he must check it in person."

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