After dealing with the dispute between the two surnames, Zhu Chengjun walked back slowly with a small group of people.

In the wilderness of spring in March, bearing rain and dew, all things are brilliant.

"Childe, please look, there's a Taoist priest over there."

Zhu Chengjun looked in the direction of his subordinates' fingers, and sure enough, he saw a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on a boulder with his back to him, sitting motionless like that. The two of them are not very far apart, and they should be able to hear them when they speak a little louder.

"I didn't see anyone here when I came." The subordinate scratched his ears.

"Taoist priests are all idle clouds and wild cranes, what is strange about meeting them by chance."

Although the incense of the Taoist gate is not as prosperous as the Buddhist gate, the old way of walking the world is also ......

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