Su Lin was stunned by the scene in front of him. He stared at the cup of tea on the table without blinking, staring at the steam rolling on top of the tea cup.
He walked over cautiously, and then stretched out his palm to touch the top of the teacup as if he didn't believe it, and found that the hot air really had heat, and was not a cheap trick like those used by street performers.
"Spring comes out of dead wood——!" But Shen Siyin, who was sitting next to the table, started to exclaim, with a look of disbelief on his face, "It turns out to be spring out of dead wood!"
Dead trees come back to life in spring, which means that dry trees regain their vitality when they encounter spring. It also means that dying patients or things regain their vitality.
And that cup of iced tea that turns into steaming hot tea perfectly explains this word.
Shen Siyin only heard her ancestor Shen Xiao say it a few times when she was practicing, and every time she talked about it, Shen Xiao had a face of envy and yearning.
Because the next state of water turning into ice is that of dead trees becoming spring again.
It's a pity that no one knows Shen Xiao's situation better than him. If there is no accident or any special opportunity, he will have no hope of reaching this level in his life.
But Shen Siyin is different. Although Shen Siyin did not start practicing since she was a child and started practicing relatively late, she is a natural body and is extremely suitable for the practice of "Shen Ji Jue".
In "Shenji Jue", the main focus is to be close to nature. On the contrary, the requirements for age are not high, but for talent. This is why Xia Keren said something to Su Lin.
If Su Lin wants to enter the world of cultivators, some girl from the Shen family might be able to help.
Because if talent and later achievements are not taken into account, Su Lin can indeed practice the "Divine Machine Art".
At this time, Su Lin finally remembered what Xia Keren said to him. Could it be that the old Taoist priest and the fat monk were both cultivators, so this was his opportunity? Was it a chance for revenge given by God?
To be honest, at this time, Su Lin had actually begun to compromise in his heart. The old Taoist priest used his strong strength and extremely pretentious performance to make Su Lin believe what he said.
However, because Su Lin naturally did not have a good impression of Taoist priests and monks, he subconsciously thought the worst about them.
In fact, this is human nature. If you don't have a good impression of a person, then whatever he does seems to you to be purposeful and not good.
On the contrary, if you have a good impression of a person, then even if he does something wrong, you still think he is right.
This is all a psychological effect. Sulin is a human being, not a god. It is normal to have such thoughts.
"Little girl, I'll ask you again, are you willing to inherit my mantle and learn the "Shenji Jue"?" Taoist Shenji asked again in a deep voice. It was obvious that this time he was a little impatient.
After all, being disturbed by Su Lin in this way would make even the most patient person impatient. He felt that he was lucky to have not been angered to death by Su Lin.
"Yes, she is willing!" Shen Siyin had not yet spoken, but this time Su Lin was the first to say yes, and was obviously more excited than Shen Siyin.
Just kidding, if such an opportunity comes to him, if he still refuses, then he will really be a fool, although he did make a fool of himself just now.
But as the saying goes, a prodigal son will never return for gold.
This can be regarded as the prodigal son turning back and finding his way back.
"The old Taoist didn't ask you, why are you so excited?" Taoist Shenji had a strong opinion of Su Lin, and his tone of voice when speaking to him was a bit unpleasant.
But Su Lin didn't mind. He was very thick-skinned, and then said with a shy face and a flattering smile: "Master, since you have accepted Si Yin as your disciple, do you mind accepting another one?"
"I mind, I mind very much!" Taoist Shenji said angrily. He was not a fool and naturally knew what Su Lin meant.
Su Lin couldn't help but get angry when he heard Taoist Shenji's direct rejection. How could a human being be like this? Didn't we say that men and women are equal? How can we treat them differently?
Su Lin feels that Women’s Day cannot be celebrated in the future. Su Lin feels that men’s rights need to be liberated and men’s rights need to be protected, so a Men’s Day should be added.
On Men's Day, men don't have to do housework, wash dishes, or mop the floor. They can play games as long as they want, and sleep as long as they want.
Oh, I digress!
At this time, Su Lin jumped up anxiously, "How could you do this? Didn't you just say that 'Buddhism pays attention to the fruit of hardship, and Taoism pays attention to fate. When you and I meet, we are destined. If so.
If you are destined, you need to cherish it. You are talking nonsense! You said that I can break your Taoist heart. Doesn't that just mean that we are destined? If we are also destined, why can you accept Si Yin as your disciple?
, you can’t accept me as your apprentice!”
"Master, I think I can still be saved, please don't give up treating me!"
Su Lin looked at Taoist Shenji with tears in his eyes and said.
"Your destiny is not with me!" Taoist Shenji glanced at Su Lin and said calmly.
"Not here?" Su Lin was stunned and said subconsciously: "Where is it?"
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, you are far away in the horizon, but you are right in front of your eyes!" Taoist Shenji gave a Taoist name, and then continued: "What you have is the fate of Buddha, not the fate of Tao!"
"Buddha connection?" Su Lin was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes moved to the side of the majestic and compassionate face of the mad monk Jue Chen, who was as fat as a mountain and full of flesh.
I'm going!
Su Lin looked disgusted and said, "Is it him?"
"That's right!" At this time, the crazy monk Juechen said: "That's the poor monk!"
"Can I refuse?" Su Lin asked.
"Amitabha, you can't!" said the mad monk Juechen.
"Then can I ask for a different master?" Su Lin asked again.
"My Buddha is merciful, I can't!" The mad monk Juechen refused again.
"Will you be able to grow again?" Su Lin asked expectantly.
"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't know how!" said the mad monk Juechen.
Su Lin's face darkened, and then he asked in a resigned tone: "Then will you sprinkle water to turn it into ice?"
"My Buddha is merciful, even a poor monk can't!" the mad monk Juechen said again.
Su Lin's face darkened instantly, and he said in a deep voice: "You bastard, you don't know how to do this, and you don't know how to do that, and you want to accept me as your disciple. You are more shameless than a stinky Taoist priest. After all, I have two skills.
Brush, you don’t even have a brush, it’s a trap, it’s a trap! Then tell me, what do you know?”
After hearing Su Lin's words, the mad monk Jue Chen thought about it seriously and carefully, and then said: "A poor monk knows how to beat people!"