Qingcheng Mountain, Changsheng Hall.

"Taoist Priest Mingkong, old immortal, are you free today to meet with us?"

In front of the Hall of Eternal Life, people were coming and going, but at this moment, a middle-aged man saw the owner of the Hall of Eternal Life, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a big beard.

He ran over excitedly, grabbed the middle-aged Taoist priest, and begged: "Taoist Master Mingkong, I have come here three times this month, and I only want to see the old god to thank him for saving his life ten years ago.

If the old god hadn't taken action that day, grass would have grown on my son's grave! Come, son, kowtow to Taoist Master Mingkong and ask for mercy."

His son, who was only more than ten years old, was confused and didn't know why his father suddenly wanted to kneel down on his own.

However, he had to listen to what his father said. He walked obediently to Taoist Master Mingkong and prepared to kneel down and kowtow.

"Principal Wang, you're welcome!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest, when he saw the child, knelt down to kowtow to him, shook his head slightly, and then waved Fuchen lightly.

In an instant, the child felt a huge force holding him up, making it impossible for him to kneel down. In his little head, he only thought of one possibility!

He met a god!

In Journey to the West, the old gods behave like this.

"Dad, I can't kneel down. I feel like I'm being held up by a layer of immortal power."

The child couldn't help but look at Taoist Master Mingkong excitedly and said: "Taoist Master, are you a god? Can you accept me as your disciple? I want to learn the skills of riding the wind, wielding a sword, and slaying demons and demons!"

"Ha ha……"

Taoist Master Mingkong probably encountered this kind of child often, so he couldn't help but laugh.

After laughing, he shook his head and said: "No. Your father only has you as his son. And you are born with insufficient foundation and talent, so you are not suitable for learning Taoism. However, you are smart by nature, and your father is good at giving. As the saying goes, a family that accumulates good will must

You Yuqing. If you don't go astray, you should be able to achieve something when you grow up, whether you are an official or a businessman."

"Thank you, Taoist priest!"

The middle-aged man was very happy when he saw this.

Although Taoist Master Mingkong is not as good as the old gods like Taoist Master Yunlong, he is still a true god and has great abilities.

He had seen it several times and was convinced of it.

At this time, Taoist Master Mingkong approved a prophecy for his son, which was a good fortune. Naturally, he was very happy.

However, after a pause, he begged again: "Taoist Master Mingkong, is the old god really not willing to see me? I come here several times every year. Isn't it said that sincerity leads to success? My heart should be enough

Are you pious?"

After pondering for a moment, the middle-aged man couldn't help but think of something, and whispered: "How about I donate another 10 million sesame oil?"

Hearing this, Taoist Master Mingkong couldn't help crying or laughing. He shook his head and said: "Principal Wang, this is really not a matter of money. Let me tell you the truth. Grandmaster, I have been practicing in seclusion for the past few months. If Grandmaster can succeed, I will

Qingcheng Mountain's destiny will be even more prosperous. Maybe it can surpass the Kunlun Mountains and become the first ancestral sect in China."

"What? Old God, this is..."

Although the middle-aged man didn't know what level of immortality Taoist Master Yunlong was, he was definitely an immortal.

As for the Kunlun Sect, it is the legendary blessed land of gods and the source of countless myths and legends. It seems to have been founded by Yuanshi Tianzun, the supreme Taoist sect.

If Qingcheng Mountain can overwhelm the Kunlun Mountains... I don't dare to think about it, I don't dare to think about it.

"This is a good thing, this is a great thing."

The middle-aged man was from central Sichuan, had never been to Kunlun, and had a stronger affection for Qingcheng Mountain. When he heard the news, his face glowed with pride, and he was even happier than if he had made tens of millions in business.

However, it is not surprising that he has such respect for Taoist Yunlong.

When his son was just born, he was diagnosed by the hospital with a strange disease. He didn't cry or scream, his whole body turned purple, he had convulsions from time to time, and he almost died. There was nothing the hospital could do.

He heard someone talking about the old immortal on Qingcheng Mountain. He immediately ignored the obstruction of his family and friends and came to Qingcheng Mountain. He took three steps and knelt down from the foot of Qingcheng Mountain to the steps of Laojun Temple.

Taoist Master Yunlong was over ninety years old at the time and rarely showed up. Taoist Mingkong couldn't bear it and reported this situation to Taoist Yunlong. Taoist Yunlong went out of seclusion for three days to treat his child. Three days later, the child recovered.

Normally, Taoist Master Yunlong returned to the quiet room and continued the retreat before he could thank him.

Later, Taoist Master Mingkong told him that these three days were a waste of Taoist Yunlong's three years of hard work.

For the past ten years, this middle-aged man has been feeling uneasy. Every few months, he sends people to deliver things to Qingcheng Mountain. When he is free, he takes his son to Qingcheng Mountain.

However, Taoist Master Yunlong has not seen him once in more than ten years. The gifts were returned and ordered to be donated to disaster areas and difficult places.

Regarding Taoist Master Yunlong, no matter what others say, the middle-aged man firmly believes that this is the real old immortal!

"Master, someone is here again and wants to meet the ancestor..."

At this time, a little Taoist boy ran to Taoist Master Mingkong and said: "It seems that a film crew from the capital came to our Qingcheng Mountain to film and wanted to rent a place. In addition, they also took a fancy to Brother Changhe and wanted to invite him

Senior Brother Changhe will make a guest appearance."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Master Mingkong said speechlessly: "Tell them, the Patriarch does not see outsiders. Also, don't come to me about asking Changhe to act. Go to your Uncle Mingjing!"

Hearing this, the little Taoist boy said with a sad face: "Master, Uncle Ming Jing will definitely not agree. This time, it is a martial arts drama starring the big star Chen Xiaoqiao. We all like Chen Xiaoqiao. If Senior Brother Chang He knew, he would

If I miss the experience of acting with Chen Xiaoqiao, I'm afraid my mind will be unstable and I will never be able to break through the foundation-building realm."

"Get out! Believe it or not, I will slap you?"

Taoist Master Mingkong's eyelids jumped immediately when he heard his disciple's words.

Today's young disciples are far from being focused on cultivation compared to when they were young.

I became a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain and had an old god like Taoist Master Yunlong as my ancestor, who could practice the method of immortality. How many people envied this?

Are they still chasing stars?

Is it a shame?

"Okay. I'll just leave it alone. However, I guess after Brother Changhe finds out, the monkeys in the back mountain will be in bad luck." The little Taoist priest muttered, seeming to pity the group of little monkeys in the back mountain.

Taoist Mingkong asked in confusion: "What does this have to do with monkeys?"

The little Taoist priest explained: "When senior brother Changhe is depressed, he likes to hold a wooden sword and ask monkeys to learn swordsmanship! When he was ten years old, he had defeated all the invincible opponents in the back mountains, conquered a mountain forest, and became the monkey king. I

I have seen with my own eyes, a large group of monkeys lined up to donate the Coke they snatched from tourists to Senior Brother Chang He, just like paying tribute."

When Taoist Master Mingkong heard this, he no longer knew what to say.

He is considering whether to send these two disciples to the Discipline Hall to reform them. Teach them what it means to be a cultivator!

"You Taoist priests are so elegant. All of them are little gods. You actually have the leisure and leisure to tame monkeys... It's really enviable."
Chapter completed!