Only in this way can we wholeheartedly let everyone accept Taoist culture.

His view of Taoist priests changed dramatically.

Liu Baian took the incense candle and said with gratitude:

"Thank you, real person."

The two of them distributed incense and candles, worshiped three times under the statue of Sanqing Daozu with great piety, offered incense and saluted.

Compared with when they first arrived, their hearts were full of devout faith.

After paying homage, Cheng Fan asked them to leave, and the matter came to an end.

It was evening in a blink of an eye.

Cheng Fan meditated all afternoon in the main hall as usual.

There were surprisingly few pilgrims today, less than ten people, and no one went up the mountain after four o'clock in the afternoon.

Cheng Fan was happy to be free, but the three meritorious people on the mission had not yet appeared, which made him a little regretful.

Cheng Fan called Dahu and followed him down the mountain to pick up his daughter from the kindergarten in the town.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Dahu roared softly and followed with a leap.

In recent days, without Milkman to tease him during the day, he still felt a little lonely.

Cheng Fan initially mastered shrinking into an inch and practiced while running.

In just an instant, seven or eight figures of Cheng Fan appeared on the way down the mountain.

Dahu stared at him dumbfounded, not knowing what to do for a moment.

He blinked the tiger's eyes hard, thinking he was dazzled.

When he arrived at the kindergarten, Cheng Fan stood at the door with a smile, waiting for the little girl to leave the classroom.

"Master! I'm coming!"

Before he even saw the little girl, the cute voice reached Cheng Fan's ears.

The girl with a bright smile jumped directly into Cheng Fan's arms, her body exuding light fluctuations of spiritual energy, which was slightly unstable.

Cheng Fan nodded her little head in surprise.
Chapter completed!