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Zuolongshan was a mountain range that spanned thousands of kilometers within the borders of China. The main mountain towered into the clouds, and it was shrouded in clouds all year round. It was unknown just how high it was.
A small stream flowed out from the mountain, flowing past a shabby looking temple halfway up the mountain. It then turned a corner and flowed past the village at the foot of the mountain. It was the temple and the village's water source.
An elderly Daoist from the rundown monastery was torn to shreds. His Daoist robe was torn to shreds and almost became a strip of cloth. His face was also bruised and swollen, and he looked as miserable as ever.
At this moment, the old man was gritting his teeth as he helplessly looked at the little cultivator in front of him.
This little Taoist's vulgar name was Chen Hui. He was an orphan that the old Daoist accidentally took in ten years ago, and he was also his only disciple.
The little cultivator, Chen Hui, had a pretty face and looked a little dazed.
”Disciple, you've grown up. You should go into the world of cultivation!” As the old Daoist spoke, he silently thought in his heart: What sin did I, Ling Yun, do in my previous life, accept such a disciple?
Ling Yun was this old Daoist's dao name.
Hearing Taoist Ling Yun's words, Chen Hui bit his lips, a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, and he said: ”Master, I am not willing to leave you behind!”
”Disciple, after entering the world, you will also be a cultivator!” Taoist Ling Yun had a serious face as he said seriously: ”Only by going through thousands and thousands of trials in the mortal world will you be able to comprehend the Great Dao!”
Not to mention the fact that the two of them had been mutually dependent on each other for many years and were like father and son. It would not even be an exaggeration to say that not a son could be a father to a master, as the Taoist Ling Yun would not be fooled by Chen Hui's silly outer appearance!
”Master, I am just fond of fun.” Chen Hui said pitifully: ”Can't you just talk it out with the villagers and forgive me this time?”
Hearing Chen Hui's words, the corner of Taoist Ling Yun's mouth twitched. He could no longer hold it in and jumped up high, stamping his feet on the ground and scolded: ”Talk properly? Look at how badly I've been beaten up. ”
The Taoist Ling Yun pointed at his bruised face and continued to curse, ”If I continue to speak, I will probably be beaten to death by the villagers! But you poured a gourd of aphrodisiac pills into the stream. Those villagers who drank the aphrodisiac pills, they didn't get out of bed for three days, and almost died from exhaustion in bed! ”
”But didn't they feel great too …?” Chen Hui muttered softly!
Although Chen Hui's voice was low, the Taoist Ling Yun still heard him and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
”Little Hui Hui Hui, Master really can't protect you this time!” Taoist Ling Yun earnestly said: ”You should still enter the world to cultivate!”
”Bullsh * t. You're still trying to drive me away?” Chen Hui said as his mouth twitched.
”Just treat it as hiding outside!” Taoist Ling Yun said with a headache.
”When the limelight is over, I'll come back!” Chen Hui nodded and said, at least he agreed to it.
The Taoist Ling Yun heaved a sigh of relief and said: ”Let's go, I'll send you out. Master won't just watch as you suffer in a big city.
Chen Hui immediately went over to Taoist Ling Yun's side and whispered a few words into his ear. The more Chen Hui listened, the brighter his eyes shone.
”Master, is that true? Are people from the big cities that easy to fool? ” Chen Hui asked with blinking eyes after hearing the conversation between the Taoist Ling Yun s.
”Of course, what Master can do, you can also do.” Taoist Ling Yun said confidently: ”Because you are much more shameless than Master. Go, ask for at least ten thousand starting points!”