Before I could talk, he had already gotten up and faced the wall, bowing slightly to the portrait of Sanqing: "Everyone is a disciple of Sanqing, and there is no way to make amends."

Speaking of which, this knot is solved.

According to the rules, as long as you can recognize the same ancestor, it is a cold release.

Turning his head, the old man looked at me again: "I don't know where your view is?"

"In Monan, it hasn't opened yet."

"When you open the view, Chen Liugong will definitely send a plaque, and the poor road will definitely be there, and we will come and go often in the future!"

To be honest, it is a great honor for me, a small Taoist temple, to be presented with a plaque by Chen Liugong.

It is an honor to be honored, not to eat.

I rubbed my palms together: "Look, I have an explanation for you and Chen Liugong now, right?"

After speaking, I deliberately fixed my gaze on the Dao Seal.

The old boss would smile, "I'll give you an account too."

"Real money, just open your mouth."

The old boss got up and took my hand: "Don't worry, I will send someone to escort you out of Moxi to ensure that you arrive home safely."

Human spirits are human spirits, and my careful thinking was clearly guessed by him.

I hurriedly waved my hand and smiled, "If that's the case, I'm a blackmailer."

The bright eyes in the old master's eyes flashed: "Then what do you mean?"

"We don't know each other anymore, you also said that we often come and go, why don't we exchange the Dao Fa?"

"Oh?" The glint in his eyes turned into suspicion: "How to communicate?"

"I'll ask you to borrow some Taoist priests to come to me to spread the branches, and then ask the eight masters under your command to help check the gates."

"In this way...... I deliberately stopped for a few seconds and looked at Sanqing on the wall: "Guanghong Daofa, worthy of Sanqing."

The old master's hand twisting the pillar stopped instantly, and he laughed instead: "You are looking for someone to ask me for."

"It's communication."

"Okay, well, according to you, it's communication."

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "How long is the exchange time?"

"It can be as short as three months, as long as a year."

"How many people?"

"Not much, 30 people, the little Taoist priest at the door called Wuwen also borrowed me."

"Papapa......

The old master's hand moved again: "30 people, in exchange for my ancestor's inheritance, there will be no loss."

"30 people can do it at any time, and the eight masters will have to come a little later."

My heart was already happy, but I couldn't show the slightest bit, so I could only pretend to be melancholy and nodded: "It's okay."

"Go on, what more do you want?"

I didn't expect the old boss to be so generous, and I don't need anything else.

"Just eat well." I patted myself on the belly, "It's such a big place, I don't dare to eat too much."

The old boss said three good things in a row: "Know how to converge, know how to advance and retreat, be sensible, and be measured."

When he had laughed enough, he spoke again, "I don't know what your name is."

"Chen Qi."

The old head nodded to himself: "Mo Nan's little immortal, is that you?"

I was a little flattered: "I didn't expect this trivial matter of *** to reach your ears."

He slowly raised his head and stared at it for a long time.

"Are you really under 30?"

"There's no need to lie to you."

"Don't be shocked by the humiliation, don't show off your talents, it's rare."

He praised a few words just now, and it sounded like a joke, and I didn't pay much attention to it.

Now this serious face makes me feel unbearable: "You praise falsely, I dare not accept this praise."

The old master suddenly fell silent: "The twelve sons of Chen Liugong are already the best among hundreds of people, but none of them have such a heart."

"Hui An has suffered a loss of heart, and always wants to become famous immediately, but he doesn't know that behind the bloom is to work in the dark."