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"reality!"

After listening to the conversation behind, Chen Hao saw the Taoist priest who was guarding the door leading a middle-aged man wearing brand-name clothes, with a big belly and carrying a black suitcase into the Wufang Temple through the VIP channel.

Sure enough, this world is still quite real. After all, Taoist priests are also humans. They have not reached the state of not having to eat and not being hungry. Then they need funds to support the people in the Temple. If such a large customer provides a large amount of funds, they are VIP disciples of the Five-Plane Temple.

If you don’t think about the fact that there are so many, it is the idea of ​​rich people themselves. Most people think of the first thing they think of when they hear about cultivation and immortality is immortality.

Perhaps it is impossible to achieve the true meaning of immortality, but the right way of practice is to delay aging and maintain youth forever.

The above is from Sui Sui quotes, based on existing memories.

"Well...there are antique, and the arrangement and orientation of the buildings are very particular..."

"Looking at the stone slab, it has been weathered and frost-bearing, at least a hundred years of history!"

"Oh! The endgame on this small chessboard has hidden mystery, and the five elements and gossips are intertwined, which is really amazing!"

"Uh, brother, who are you?"

When he arrived in the Five-Plan Temple, a voice like a scholar kept echoing in Chen Hao's ears. Chen Hao couldn't help but ask who the middle-aged man next to him with short hair was.

"Oh oh oh!"

"I'm sorry, Zhang Daolin likes 'Taoism' very much. Seeing that these five directions contain the universe, I feel it, so I'm not concerned about it!"

The tone sounds a bit genius. This middle-aged man named Zhang Daolin was wearing a black and white Taoist robe. It seems that he has some research on "Taoism".

"Niu Bi!"

Chen Hao quietly gave a thumbs up.

"It seems this is my first time here, right? Is this gentleman with his daughter? So cute!"

Zhang Daolin feels very easy-going, and it can be seen at first that Chen Hao must have come to this Wufang Temple for the first time.

"Mr. Zhang has such a good eye. It's my first time to come. To be precise, it's my first time to come to Maotai Mountain. It's really beautiful and magnificent..."

"Oh, I almost forgot, my surname is Chen, Chen Hao, this is my daughter, Sui Sui."

Since Zhang Daolin is enthusiastic, Chen Hao is naturally not the kind of cold person.

"Mr. Chen has a good face! He is a great destiny, but..."

"Mr. Zhang can still look at photos?"

Chen Hao was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this guy in Taoist robe would still look at the eyes. It is said that this ability is either a scam or a real skill, without the middle level.

"A little understanding is just a little bit of fur. Looking at Mr. Chen's face, I am indeed rich and noble, but there are many variables in it, which is strange!"

Zhang Daolin stared at Chen Hao's face and looked at him carefully for a while, touched his chin, muttering something, thinking that Chen Hao's fate was very strange.

This is beyond doubt. With systematic blessings, under the guidance of God, Chen Hao's fate has undergone earth-shaking changes. It is simply a delusion for ordinary people to understand it, which is equivalent to revealing the secrets of heaven. It is not a casual talk.

"As for your daughter Sui Sui..."

"Old...I'm so strange! I've seen so many people's faces, but I can't see through your daughter's face. This..."

When Zhang Daolin turned to Sui Sui, he first showed a puzzled expression on his face, and then turned to shock.

What does it mean if a person’s fate cannot be peeked at?

Zhang Daolin seemed to have some feelings and immediately kept silent. It is nothing wrong to be a smart person and talk less.

Chen Hao didn't care. To put it bluntly, he didn't believe in mysterious things like looking at the eyes. Naturally, Zhang Daolin stopped this topic himself and he would not ask the bottom line.

However, Sui Sui tilted his little head and looked at Zhang Daolin thoughtfully.

"Mr. Zhang, I have studied 'Taoism', so are these five-way views very powerful?"

Chen Hao still asked some questions he was more interested in, such as whether this Five-Plant View is as mysterious as the rumors.

"Well, if you look at this from the eyes of ordinary people, you do have a little taste. Didn't you just say it? This floor is indeed a century-old history, so it is definitely no problem to use it to fool it."

"But have you ever thought about a question: Can you achieve great achievements in practicing this path in a century?"

Zhang Daolin's re-question made Chen Hao fall into deep thought. Although he didn't understand the way of practice, he felt that it was all settings that appeared in fantasy novels.

But if you take a closer look, it seems that it is indeed the case. In addition to the protagonists in fantasy novels, those powerful cultivators are not hundreds of years or even thousands of cultivation levels, and what powerful characters can a five-sided view of more than a hundred years be produced?

"The three-point land of Maotai Mountain may look like that from the perspective of secular people, but if you really talk about it in depth, it is not enough. I am afraid that the most powerful monk here will not even be considered an introductory disciple in the real sect!"

"oh--"

"Mr. Zhang seems to be very researchy. How dare you ask where those real sects are? What is their name?"

"Hahaha!"

"Well, you can't say it, you can't say it!"

When Zhang Daolin heard Chen Hao’s question, he laughed and sloppy, but did not tell the mystery.

"Tsk~"

Chen Hao rolled his eyes, feeling that Zhang Daolin was so nagging that he was speechless. He was likely to be a liar in the world.

"Let's go, Sui Sui, let's go inside and take a look."

"Okay, dad!"

Chen Hao didn't plan to continue talking to Zhang Daolin, for fear that the latter would suddenly say, "I see that your bones are strange, and I am a genius of cultivation. I have a book here...", so I couldn't stand it, so I quickly escaped.

When Chen Haosuisui left, Zhang Daolin stared at the background of their departure, subconsciously touched his chin in the void, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Chen Hao, Chen Suisui, interesting and interesting!"

"I will meet again if I have the fate, hahaha!"

As Zhang Daolin burst into laughter, the breeze blew, and the person had disappeared among the flying bamboo leaves.

“…”

"I, I'll do it!!!"

"I, I met an immortal! People, people disappeared out of thin air!"

"MD! I forgot to record the video just now! Ahhhh! I'm so angry!"

A young man who came to visit Wufang Temple looked at the place where Zhang Daolin disappeared. The two were about 10 meters apart. He just watched the latter suddenly disappear, and seemed extremely excited. He felt that he had met an immortal. As expected, he came to the right place. Fantasy novels really don’t deceive me, and I also want to cultivate immortals!

"Bang!"

A figure appeared behind the young man, and came hard on the back of his neck, knocking him out. The person who came was Zhang Daolin who had just returned.

"Ahem!"

"Sorry, I was fascinated just now, I didn't notice anyone else, I made a mistake. I'm sorry, I can only do some 'physical amnesia' on you."
Chapter completed!