Carrying the desserts from the kitchen, Liu Fuyue had a decent smile on her face.

But as soon as she entered the courtyard, she was stopped by an invisible barrier.

Is this the legendary barrier?

She rubbed her sore forehead. Liu Fuyue looked weak and pitiful for a moment, and her voice was gentle as she pinched her throat deliberately:

"Little Master Yuanqing, I heard that you didn't have a meal tonight, so I brought some snacks from the kitchen. Could you please remove this barrier and let me in?"

Liu Fuyue waited for three seconds, but did not hear an answer, so she continued: "Little Master Yuanqing, I am the disciple of Master Changqing. If you are here, please remove the barrier."

Liu Fuyue's answer was still quiet.

If it weren't for the bright lights in this residence, she would have almost thought that the people in the house had fallen asleep.

On the couch in the inner room.

Yuan Qing sat on the couch lazily and casually, with no trace of the solemn majesty seen in the day between his brows.

One of his legs was bent, and the other leg was stretched out. His straight monk's clothes were half open, and he was holding a half-read Buddhist scripture in his hand.

As for the sounds coming from outside, they didn't affect him at all.

On the contrary, after the white tea in the Spirit Gathering Array finished its daily rotation, the man raised his head and glanced in the direction of the Spirit Gathering Array.

Seeing that the white tea did not stop and continued to run for the next week, he withdrew his gaze and returned his gaze to the book.

Outside the house, Liu Fuyue's voice was a little hoarse when she screamed, but no one came out, so she couldn't help but look at the barrier in front of her aggrievedly.

Is it possible that this barrier is soundproof?

Yes, if it wasn't soundproof, how could it be that no one had come out to help her remove the barrier until now.

This person really doesn't have anything to do to create a barrier.

There are no thieves in their Yunjian Sect...

Forget it, since I can't see you today, it will be the same if I see you tomorrow.

It's just a monk, she can definitely win it.

…

It was dawn the next day.

The disciples of Yunjian Sect are eager to turn Yunjian Sect upside down.

For no other reason, Chang Qingren’s cat was lost.

Everyone knows that Chang Qingren's cat is very picky. No matter where it goes to play during the day, it must go back to sleep at night.

But last night, the cat didn't come back...

In the main hall, Song Changan had a long face.

The leader looked at Song Changan with restrained forbearance in his eyes. He took a sip of tea to suppress his anger before he spoke:

"Changqing, don't be anxious.

Maybe the cat just went out to play and came back in three or two days.

Besides, the cat has low cultivation and ran away without signing a contract with you. Why would you go to such trouble for a cat?

If you like cats, hurry up and I will ask the Beast Control Sect to send a few for you to choose from, and I guarantee that their abilities will be better than those of White Tea."

"Master, I don't want any other cats, I just want white tea." Song Changan said, suppressing the anger in his heart.

This old guy doesn't understand anything at all!

Even though Bai Cha's cultivation was low, he didn't sign a contract with him.

But no one has the miraculous skill of white tea, where you can tell where the treasure is when you smell it.

Relying on the skill of white tea, he cleared several secret realms and gained his current wealth and achievements.

If there is no white tea, he will have to go to the secret realm like ordinary people and go through many twists and turns to get some treasures.

The Xuantian Secret Realm is about to open, and he must not lose White Tea!

The headmaster was very disgusted with Song Changan's lack of knowledge, but due to the other's cultivation, he could only say tactfully: "Changqing, Buddha still lives in Cuizhu Peak.

You made such a big noise, if word gets out, other sects will laugh at us."

Their Yunjian Sect cannot afford to lose face like this!

Song Changan looked at the leader with no respect in his eyes: "Master, please don't say this again.

You don’t know that white tea has saved my life, how can I bear the thought of my savior wandering away.”

"Please help me find white tea by adding more manpower. Once you find it, I will thank you very much."

The boss felt that Song Changan just couldn't understand human speech.

He told him to stop looking, but he actually wanted him to send more manpower...

The words of reprimand reached his throat, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a young man in monk's robes walking slowly from the distance.

There is only one person wearing monk robes in Yunjian Sect, Fozi Yuanqing.

Yuan Qing followed the light and walked into the hall. He still looked aloof and had nothing to do with the world.

The headmaster was not sure why Yuan Qing came to the door, so he smiled and said, "What are your orders, Lord Buddha?"

Yuan Qing clasped his hands together and shook his head slowly.

"Isn't that a comfortable stay?"

Yuan Qing's eyes as cold as night water swept over the leader, and finally fell on Song Changan: "I heard that Master Changqing lost a... cat?"

He knew that Xiaobai was related to Master Changqing. After all, it didn't matter who would hide in someone else's clothes as soon as they met.

But he never expected that he was actually the old owner of the little thing.

Thinking of the kitten lying in the grass yesterday with a big hole in its belly and dying, his eyes turned colder when he looked at Song Changan.

When Song Changan heard the other party's question, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Have you ever seen my useless cat?

If you see it, please let me know and I will thank you very much."

Yuan Qing did not answer Song Changan's words.

He just plucked the rosary beads in his hand.

Return the cat to Song Changan?

Why give it to him?

Let his female apprentice continue to disembowel Xiaobai?

His eyes were focused on the two female apprentices behind Song Changan.

Yuan Qing's movement of turning the rosary beads was two points heavier than usual.

These two people smell like kitten blood, especially the one in the pink skirt...

Liu Fuyue and Shi Nuo were stunned the moment Yuan Qing came in.

Especially Liu Fuyue, she never thought that this Buddhist disciple could be so good-looking!

Before, she thought that the author was exaggerating. After all, no matter how good-looking a monk is, there is nothing he can do about it.

But since Yuan Qing came in, Liu Fuyue's heartbeat never slowed down.

Especially the moment his eyes glanced over her, she could even hear her own heartbeat.

She decided that if this Buddhist disciple could like her, she would no longer consider other characters in this book!

But the next second, his eyes fell on Shi Nuo.

Yuan Qing's eyes stayed on Shi Nuo for at least three seconds!

She turned her head, and there was a knife hidden in her soft eyes.

This woman is really a hindrance...

Yuan Qing did not look at the two women for too long, and then shifted his gaze back to Song Changan. He stopped turning the rosary beads in his hand:

"Instead of laboring and mobilizing people, the real person might ask your two apprentices."

Shi Nuo's mind was full of rubbish, and she didn't hear what Qing Yuanqing said at all. She only looked at him dreamily. She didn't react until someone pinched her arm and she subconsciously screamed.
Chapter completed!