In the quiet Zen room, the oil lamp on the table gave off a dim light. When Wan Lin heard Teacher Tai's question, he quickly leaned over, looked at the other person respectfully and replied: "My junior name is Wan, and my name is Wan Lin."
He then turned around and pointed at Xiaoya and Lingling and introduced them: "They are my junior sisters. The three of us have taken the liberty of interrupting, so please forgive me!"
At this time, he, Xiaoya, and Lingling already understood that the old nun with excellent kung fu in front of him must have a connection with the Wan family. Outsiders could not tell from the internal strength they mentioned that the three of them were descendants of the Wan family!
Wan Lin also had some doubts in his heart. His grandfather told him many martial arts anecdotes in the past, and also introduced some martial arts masters that the Wan family had interacted with, but he never mentioned this female nun with profound cold skills.
.This made him feel a little uneasy, wondering if the Han Kung master in front of him had any issues with his Wan family.
At this time, when Lao Ni heard Wan Lin's answer, a faint green color suddenly flashed across her face. She suddenly looked at Wan Lin and the three of them and let out a burst of surprise laughter: "Haha, no wonder Lao Ni's heart suddenly surged early in the morning.
Sure enough, a distinguished guest came to visit, an old friend came to visit later!"
Lao Ni's sudden laughter was sharp and harsh, and it penetrated into Xiaoya and Lingling's ears like knives, almost making them jump from the futon.
Wan Lin was overjoyed when he heard the harsh sound, and the old nun called them distinguished guests, which showed that not only did this master have no holiday with the Wan family, but he was also probably an old friend of his grandfather.
He quickly reached out and grabbed the arms of Xiaoya and Lingling, secretly injecting an internal force. At this time, he already understood that this old nun had unconsciously brought out the cold energy in his extreme surprise.
He then looked at the flash of light blue on Lao Ni's face, and then thoughtfully let go of Xiaoya's arms. At this time, he could already see that there was no malice in the other's laughter. Moreover,
He also saw from the cyan color on the other person's face that although the old nun had profound skills, he did not reach the level of master Taoist Master Nishi.
Sure enough, the old nun screamed in surprise and reached out to touch the tea bowl in the tray on the side of the coffee table. Apparently she was going to serve tea to Wan Lin and the others. Xiaoya and Lingling quickly took a deep breath, and Xiaoya leaned over and held the cup upside down.
The teapot on the tray was turned over, and then she took the teapot from the old nun's hand. She poured tea into the four tea bowls, and Lingling held a cup of hot tea in both hands and placed it respectfully in front of the old nun.
The old nun looked at the obedient appearance of the two girls, and a smile suddenly appeared on her withered face. She looked at Xiaoya and Lingling kindly and nodded, then pointed to the tea bowl that Xiaoya had placed in front of Wan Lin and said
: "We don't have anything good to entertain you in this nunnery. Please forgive me, the three little benefactors."
Wan Lin reached out to pick up the tea bowl in front of him, and a fragrance went straight into his nostrils. He took a sip of the clear tea and praised: "What a sweet and mellow tea." He then raised his head and said, "Gudong."
"Gudong" he poured all the tea in the bowl into his mouth.
When Xiaoya and Lingling saw Wan Lin's greedy look, they quickly picked up the tea bowls in front of them. The two leopards lying on Xiaoya and Lingling's legs also stretched out their heads to lean towards their tea bowls.
The old nun smiled at the generous looks of the three people. She picked up the teapot and said, "If it tastes good, drink more. This is made by the old nun using the buds of the tea tree in our nunnery. The taste is pure and sweet, and outsiders have no chance to drink it."
Wan Lin quickly brought the empty tea bowl to the old nun with both hands. At this time, he already understood in his heart that this extremely skilled old nun was so arrogant in front of him and respectful in the back. It was obvious that he had verified that several of his people were descendants of the Wan family.
, and his attitude became so kind.
He thought to himself: "The old nun in front of me is probably related to my Wan family, and at least knows the name of my Wan family Kung Fu. From this point of view, this old lady is probably the junior sister of Taoist Master Xingwu."
Wan Lin thought of this and put the tea cup in front of him. He secretly brought up the Qi of Xuanxu Guan, looked at the old nun and thanked him: "Thank you, I don't know how to call Master Tai?" The old nun immediately replied: "Old Nifa
My name is Tianjue, you can just call me Master Tianjue."
Wan Lin and the others were stunned when they heard the old nun's strange name. Lingling suddenly flashed her big eyes twice and asked curiously: "Master Tianjue, how did you know that we are descendants of the Wan family?" Wan Lin and
Xiaoya also raised her head and looked at Lao Ni.
At this time, they have realized that this place is called Jueqing Nunnery, and the owner of the nunnery must be a person who has suffered a severe emotional blow. It is not surprising that the old Nifa in front of them is called Tianjue.
When the old nun heard Lingling's question, she raised her finger and pointed at Wan Lin and said: "The little benefactor did not move at all in the wind of the old nun's palm. At such a weak age, he could have such superb skills. Except for the Wan family who is good at internal strength,
In future generations, I am afraid that no disciple of any sect will have such courage and attainments."
As soon as she finished speaking, she looked at Wan Lin's suddenly blue eyes and was stunned for a moment. She lowered her face and shouted in a low voice: "No, who are you?"
As he spoke, a cold aura suddenly emerged from the nun's body, instantly covering Wan Lin who was sitting cross-legged on the opposite side of the coffee table. The entire Zen room was like an ice cellar, and a faint blue color also appeared on this ruthless master's wife.
on the face.
Xiaoya and Lingling shivered violently at the sudden cold air, and their originally red faces suddenly turned pale. The two leopards lying on their legs suddenly felt the cold air rushing toward Wan Lin and the others.
Two rays of light, one red and one blue, flashed in their eyes at the same time. The two leopards kicked hard with their two powerful hind legs and rushed straight to the old nun opposite.
At this moment, a faint green color flashed across Wan Lin's face. He raised his hands and grabbed the two leopards that were about to pounce on Lao Ni, and a chilly energy surged out of his body.
The old nun sitting opposite saw the young man in front of her and forced out the same cold energy as her. Her face suddenly turned livid. She raised her hands to draw a semicircle in front of her and withdrew the blow from her palm.
Then he rose up from the futon where he was sitting cross-legged, and in an instant he was standing behind the futon.
She raised her right hand in front of her chest, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared in her eyes. She stared at Wan Lin and shouted sternly: "You are a disciple of Xuanxu Temple! What is the purpose of coming here?"
At this moment, the door of the meditation room was pushed open with a "clang", and the middle-aged nun who had been cleaning fallen leaves in the courtyard suddenly rushed into the house with a broom in his hand. The nun in the room suddenly waved his palm, which obviously alarmed him.
After seeing this middle-aged nun who had been cleaning the courtyard, she barged in directly with a broom in hand.
The middle-aged nun rushed into the meditation hall, raised the broom in her hand, and brought a gust of cold wind straight to the back of Wan Lin, who was sitting on the futon, and swung at the three of them.