This monk is a bit mean

The tea in Yunshu's mouth was the most unpalatable tea he had ever tasted in his life.

It seemed like it was made with water from the mud after rain, and some kind of indescribable, disgusting-tasting ingredient was added to it.

It was so unpalatable that it was jaw-dropping.

Just as Yun Shu was about to vomit, he saw Meng Decai walking towards him with a fat man in a white robe and with white hair and beard.

Yun Shu could only swallow the tea.

The fat man in white robe was none other than Bai Yunzi, the elder of Baiyun Taoist Temple.

"Holy monk, holy monk, you are finally here? I have been waiting for you so much!" Bai Yunzi trotted over, held Yunshu's hand, and looked him up and down.

"You're waiting for me? Lao Dong... No, old immortal, why are you waiting for me so hard?" Yun Shu was confused.

Bai Yunzi chuckled and did not answer Yunshu's question.

"It's good to have the holy monk here. It's an honor for our Baiyun Taoist Temple. Come on, sit down!" Bai Yunzi pulled Yunshu to sit down.

"Xiao Meng, you sit down too."

Bai Yunzi invited Meng Decai to sit down as well.

Bai Yunzi seemed very happy to see Yunshu. He personally picked up the teapot and filled a cup for Yunshu, Meng Decai and himself.

Fang Qingyi, who was far away, felt very disappointed.

She kept winking at her master Meng Decai.

She wanted to tell her master that this tea could not be drunk.

She added some soil and some starling droppings to it.

But Meng Decai didn't notice Fang Qingyi's expression at all.

He was still immersed in the joy of completing a task for his ancestor.

Soon, Master Meng became unhappy.

He drank the worst cup of tea he had ever had in his life.

Just as he was about to spit it out, he saw the smiling old ancestor looking at him.

He could only laugh and swallow it down.

After Bai Yunzi filled his own cup, he smiled, shook his head and blew the tea in the cup.

I took a deep sip and my heart immediately skipped a beat.

But when he looked up, he saw the bald guest sitting opposite him.

He could only swallow it hard.

"We in Baiyun Taoist Temple lead a rather austere life. After all, cultivation is our top priority. Therefore, we are used to drinking this kind of bitter tea. I wonder if the holy monk can get used to it?"

After forcibly suppressing the nausea, Bai Yunzi stroked his long white beard and slowly explained to Yun Shu.

"Yes, yes, yes, the magical tea we have here is meant to make people taste the mood of bitterness followed by sweetness!" Meng Decai next to him was also helping to explain.

"Yeah!" Bai Yunzi nodded with a smile, expressing his approval of Meng Decai's statement.

Fang Qingyi, who was far away and lowering her head to try to hold back her laughter, was actually almost laughing to death.

This was clearly the end of all hardships, but her master described it as the end of all hardships leading to happiness.

"Fuck you! All I tasted was a smell of dirt and bird shit!" Yun Shu cursed in his heart.

But you can't say this out loud.

He smiled and catered to Meng Decai and Bai Yunzi, saying: "Old senior, don't say it, Master Meng's explanation really has the taste of sweet after bitter!"

The three people in front of the tea table looked at each other and smiled.

At this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared beside the three of them.

It’s Fang Qingyi.

She picked up the teapot on the table and refilled it for the three of them.

"Please come in, my dear guest! Please come in, my ancestor! Please come in, my master!"

Fang Qingyi smiled and made a gesture of invitation to the three shameless people.

"This is Miss Fang. I haven't seen her for a while, but her cultivation hasn't improved. She must have been lazy."

"As a master, you have to manage it well!" Bai Yunzi said to Meng Decai.

"Qingyi, go down and practice sword. You don't need to serve here." Meng Decai waved his hand and let Fang Qingyi go down.

Fang Qingyi did not move, but said seriously: "Master, no, if I go down, there will be no one to refill your water."

续?

Meng Decai:!!!

Bai Yunzi:!!!

Yunshu:!!!

"You little bitch! Get down! Don't you want to listen to your master?"

Meng Decai glanced at the full cup of hot tea in front of him, felt nauseous in his chest, and then yelled at Fang Qingyi.

Fang Qingyi turned around angrily.

But the face that was turned away was already smiling, and the smile was almost distorted.

The three people who stayed in the yard deliberately avoided mentioning drinking tea.

After a long time, Bai Yunzi cleared his throat and started to talk about business.

"Holy monk, do you know why I was so happy when I saw you?" Bai Yunzi asked Yunshu.

Yunshu shook his head.

"Because, after seeing you, I knew that our Fulong Continent is saved, and I, Bai Yunzi, am also saved." Bai Yunzi said something that confused Yun Shu.

"Fulong Continent? There is salvation? You can be saved? What does that mean?" Yun Shu's head was full of question marks.

"It's okay. Let me explain it slowly to the holy monk." Bai Yunzi said without any hesitation.

"Grandfather, should I step aside for a moment?"

Meng Decai was very tactful. He knew that Bai Yunzi wanted to talk about some secret matters and it might not be appropriate for him to be present.

Of course, what he feared most was the risk of tea if he stayed here.

"It's okay. You are the head of Baiyun Taoist Temple, so it's okay to listen." Bai Yunzi said indifferently.

"Everyone knows that the continent we are on is called Fulong Continent."

Yunshu and Meng Decai both nodded in agreement.

"But do you know why this continent is called Fulong Continent?" Bai Yunzi asked.

"I don't know!" Yun Shu and Meng Decai shook their heads together.

"Because this continent is the burial place of the ancient ancestor dragon."

"Ah?" Yun Shu and Meng Decai both looked surprised.

Bai Yunzi waved his hand and continued, "In the ancient times, humans and demons fought against each other. As the top fighting force of the demon race, Zulong was surrounded and suppressed on this continent. In order to prevent Zulong from coming back to life, the powerful people of the human race used a dragon-trapping formation to seal this place up."

"From now on, this continent will be called Fulong Continent."

"And what seals this continent is a barrier that blocks the influx of any spiritual energy from the outside world."

"The purpose is to prevent Zulong from absorbing external spiritual energy and to prevent it from coming back to life."

"This has resulted in the Fulong Continent's spiritual energy becoming less and less, and the cultivators' cultivation levels on this continent have also become lower and lower, with fewer and fewer high-level cultivators."

"Nascent Soul cultivators like me all reached this level when the spiritual energy was still relatively dense."

"Look at the present situation. There are only a few cultivators who can reach the Golden Core Stage."

"Besides, due to the lack of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, the spiritual energy that cultivators can mobilize is too little. Some low-level cultivators are not even as strong as ordinary warriors!"

"If this happened on another continent, it would be unimaginable."

"Old senior, as far as I know, aren't there some cultivators in our continent who have successfully ascended to the fairyland?" Yun Shu thought of the Fuyao Qinxian who ascended to heaven through the way of music.

"Yes, but that was a long, long time ago."

“In the past, if one’s cultivation reached the late stage of Spiritualization, one could break through the barrier and leave Fulong Continent.”

"But now, I estimate that there may not be a single Divine Transformation cultivator in the entire Fulong Continent." After saying this, Bai Yunzi sighed deeply.

"Old senior, why are you telling me these things?" Yun Shu asked puzzledly.

"Because of a prophecy!"

"This prophecy says that in the future someone will break the barrier that blocks Fulong Continent, allowing Fulong Continent to regain the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

“Thousands of immortal cultivators on the Fulong Continent will benefit from this, and their cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. Countless geniuses will emerge on the Fulong Continent, ascend to the immortal world, and travel the world.”

"It can't be so fake, don't tell me that the person in the prophecy is me?"

Yunshu felt like he had received a scam call.

"The prophecy didn't say who it was. It only said that the chosen one who would change the fate of Fulong Continent was a monk!"

"And I feel like it's almost time..."

Bai Yunzi looked up at the sky and said slowly.