The white-haired old man, who looked like half of his body was about to die, also laughed along with Du Xiaofan, and the smiles and wrinkles on his face turned into wrinkles.

Like a chrysanthemum.

"Damn it, you are so scary in broad daylight."

Du Xiaofan took a step back.

"you!!!"

The beautiful secretary behind the old man finally couldn't hold it in any longer. Her pretty face was filled with anger and frost, and she stared at Du Xiaofan with her beautiful eyes and said, "Do you know who you are talking to right now?"

"This is Mr. Zheng!"

The beautiful secretary said in a deep voice.

"Hey, Xiaomi, what are you talking about here again?"

The old man said.

"Mr. Zheng, you are the vice-president of the Miscellaneous Studies Association, with a high status. And this Du Xiaofan is just a young boy, how can I condescend you?"

The beautiful secretary known as Xiaomi said.

"That's wrong."

Mr. Zheng shook his head.

"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to waste time with you, just tell me directly, what do you want from me? Hurry up!" Du Xiaofan curled his lips, then found a Taishi chair and sat on it.

He crossed his legs and looked quite careless.

He waved to Efila again and asked her to massage his shoulders, which he enjoyed very much.

In the office, everyone looked at each other.

"Amitabha, Donor Du, I came here this time to see the Buddha's light above the donor's head. The Buddha's light shines everywhere. He must be destined to be my Buddha."

The bald old monk among the crowd put his hands together and talked.

"Tsk, why didn't I see the Buddha's light shining all over the place?"

The Taoist priest holding a fly whisk curled his lips and said disdainfully: "If you want to recruit, just say it directly and beat around the bush. What I hate the most is the hypocrisy of you monks."

"Amitabha, what the donor said is wrong. As the saying goes, monks do not lie. Every word spoken by a poor monk is true."

The old monk argued.

"I'm not going to argue with you, an old monk, about this. You can judge who is right and who is wrong."

The old man withdrew his gaze, then turned to look at Du Xiaofan and said, "Du Xiaofan, I saw your video on the Internet."

"You are a martial arts master at such a young age, and your qualifications are incredible. And I am the branch president of the Taoist Association. I have traveled thousands of miles to come here just to invite you to join the Taoist Association."

"What do you think?"

The old Taoist spoke quickly and asked directly.

"..."

Wei Zhen was silent. His branch of the Metaphysics Association was originally located in Shiyang Province, and he was determined to win Du Xiaofan, but something like that just happened.

How can I get him to speak?

Du Xiaofan killed a member of the branch of the Metaphysics Association in front of him, and he was also a seed person that Wei Zhen was quite optimistic about.

no!

I have already lost Ke Tian, ​​but I can't lose Du Xiaofan again. This time I will draw Du Xiaofan closer to my metaphysics association no matter what.

After Wei Zhen thought deeply, he quickly made a decision.

"Du Xiaofan, as long as you join our Metaphysics Association, you will definitely have a share of the 'Taotan' spot today." Wei Zhen took a deep breath.

Looking at Du Xiaofan, he said decisively.

Hiss~~~~

After hearing Wei Zhen's words, everyone opened their eyes wide, looked at Wei Zhen, and took a breath. They were really shocked.

That’s ‘Tao Tan’!

The old Taoist and the old monk looked at each other, their hearts sank slightly, and they sighed.

None of them have the courage of Wei Zhen.

You must know that each branch only has three quotas to go to 'Tao Tan', and these quotas are for their carefully cultivated disciples.

How could this be possible? Just give it to an 'outsider' casually.

"I'm sorry, everyone, please accept."

Wei Zhen was determined to win and looked very proud.

"..."

Du Xiaofan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, thinking that when you invited me to join the association, you didn't ask for my opinion, as if I would definitely join.

Why don't you be so shameless?

"Um... let me ask, what is 'Dao Tan'?"

When Du Xiaofan saw the proud look on Wei Zhen's face, he finally couldn't help it and couldn't help but ask.

"ha?--"

Everyone stared, as if they had seen a ghost. They looked at Du Xiaofan and thought to themselves, you don't even know 'Tao Tan', are you so ignorant?

"snort."

The beautiful secretary Xiaomi snorted coldly, the look of disdain in her beautiful eyes clearly visible.

"..."

Du Xiaofan shrugged, saying that I was also helpless.

And Wei Zhen also looked constipated.

"Xiao Mi, please tell this Mr. Du Xiaofan."

The old man said calmly.

"Mr. Zheng..."

Xiaomi was quite reluctant and pouted.

Mr. Zheng just didn't speak. Xiaomi was helpless and had no choice but to explain to Du Xiaofan.

‘Tao Tan’.

It is a blessed place of heaven and earth, located in a small space, guarded by four major associations. It is opened once a year. Basically, everyone who enters will get great opportunities every time.

At the very least, your cultivation level will be improved.

Moreover, in the 'Tao Tan', there are some lost techniques and secrets. If you get them, you will reach the sky in one step.

"It seems pretty good."

Du Xiaofan nodded.

"Huh, I'm really giving you an advantage."

Xiaomi felt extremely contemptuous in her heart.

"How about it? If Du Xiaofan joins our Metaphysics Association, you will not be disappointed."

Wei Zhen said.

"Donor Du, the poor monk feels that being able to enter the 'Tao Tan' is not necessarily a good thing. It is full of dangers. If you are not careful, you will fall into danger and even lose your life."

"Although my Buddhist family does not have a quota for 'Tao Tan', I can give you a 'Great Return Pill'."

The old monk said again.

"Damn, smelly monk, 'Da Huan Dan'? You have the nerve to say it. Da Huan Dan can compete with the 'Tao Tan' quota. As for danger, there is no danger anywhere."

"Practitioners are basically going against the will of nature, so mere danger is nothing."

The old man quickly came to disrupt the situation.

"Make a decision quickly."

Wei Zhen said: "Which of our four associations do you want to join?"

"Ahem, President Wei Zhen, wait a moment, I didn't want to invite you."

Mr. Zheng said kindly and kindly.

"..."

Wei Zhen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"I think we'll discuss this later. Maybe we should welcome the guests."

At this time, Du Xiaofan suddenly said.

"Guest? What guest?"

Wei Zhen and the others were all stunned, only Mr. Zheng frowned.

"You guys are so elegant."

Buzz!!!

The sound seemed to come from all directions, very three-dimensional, and then, waves of strange fluctuations appeared, and wisps of black mist spread.

In the mist, a figure can be vaguely seen standing tall.

Just standing there gave people a very depressing feeling.

"Slave Ghost Sect!!!"
Chapter completed!