"It's true that Bodhi leaves are not enough, but you should also join the WTO this year, right?"

Joining the WTO is an unwritten rule in the metaphysical sect, and disciples of any family need to visit door to door after leaving the school.

On the one hand, it is to mix a familiar face, after all, everyone is begging for a life in the metaphysical sect, and there will be some communication in the future.

After getting acquainted with each other, if you have any needs in the future, you can also talk a few words.

On the other hand, it is also to show strength, there is no first in literature, no second in martial arts, and naturally wants to compete for a high and low.

Wen Wanwan should have joined the WTO a long time ago, but because of the sudden death of the old stationmaster and the involvement of the Changbai Mountain matter, she has not been able to move.

This year is the last year of accession to the WTO, if you don't go, you will be bullied by the older generation in the future, and you can only think that you are upside down, and the shaman is not good at helping Wen Wanwan get out of the way in the case of a loss.

"It's not enough, it's not difficult for the current Metaphysics Sect to enter the WTO with my strength."

Hearing this, Cheng Zhizi shook his head with a smile.

"Now that the Metaphysical Sect is getting weaker and weaker day by day, my disciples have all cultivated ten thousand spirits, do you think other large and small sects may not be able to do anything?"

One sentence made Wen Wanwan's face solemn.

The Changbai Mountain area is remote, and most of the people she wants to know are desireless, and they really don't know much about the changes in the Metaphysical Sect today.

"Can you agree?"

"If you don't agree, there's no way, it's like this all over the world, that group of magicians have begun to study the forbidden art of the year, we don't change, but we are backward."

Wen Wanwan drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and stared at Cheng Zhizi.

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"I can guarantee that the sects in the Kyoto area will not do anything, and my disciple has cultivated ten thousand spirits for you to drive."

"Are you willing?"

"The general trend of the world, I can't be alone, rather than being persecuted, it is better to find a refuge, you have grown up with me, and I can trust my character."

Speaking of which, Wen Wanwan is indeed a little tempted.

The longer the years of cultivation, the clearer the number of lives for oneself, Cheng Zhizi said that he still has ten years to live, so naturally he can't escape life and death.

Ten years later, she sheltered the little Taoist priest for five years, and what she got was a big man who could raise a Bodhi tree.

And judging from the current environment of heaven and earth, I am afraid that in fifteen years, the medicine gate will not be able to produce any good things.

In the druid's inheritance, there is a great thirst for medicine, and with the help of the little Taoist, at least there will be no shortage of elixirs in the future.

Looking at Cheng Zhizi, Wen Wanwan finally sighed: "I agreed, but I want to ask, what did you calculate back then?" ”

"You can't say it, you can't say it, the cause and effect are too great."

Cheng Zhizi shook his head and pushed the things on the table to Wen Wanwan, his eyes were full of solemnity.

Fifteen years ago, led by the Daomen, headed by the Living Buddha, the Hidden World Gate was invited to come out of the mountain, and all the people who could pinch and calculate in the world gathered in the capital.

borrowed a piece of Fuxi gossip mirror on the top to carry out an unprecedented deduction.

The deduction took three months, the living Buddha was seriously injured, seven of the second-generation disciples of the Daomen died, and the old heavenly master was raised for three years before he could get out of bed.

The result of that deduction was listed as an absolute seal, but it was also at that time that the first time that the metaphysical sect began to do its best to cultivate disciples.

"How much news?"

"It shouldn't take long for you to get in touch with it, and I can only tell you that this accession to the WTO is very important."

Seeing that the old man really couldn't detain anything from his mouth, Wen Wanwan sighed and stuffed all the things on the table into his backpack.

"I've agreed to the asylum, but if I need anything in the past few years, you'll have to use this old bone for me."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Looking at this old face, Wen Wanwan became more and more angry, and simply turned his head and walked down the mountain.

Leaving Dingyang Mountain, Wen Wanwan glanced at the current time, called a car again, and went all the way to a courtyard house in Kyoto.

"Shaman Druid, come to visit the Fifth Master!"

The words fell, the closed door was opened, and an old man in a Mao suit appeared in front of Wen Wanwan.

"The fifth master is not a guest today, let me give this to you."

Looking at the cloth bag in the old man's hand, Wen Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and then rolled her eyes.

Yes, this group of people can be considered really good, and they all get things ready without waiting for her to arrive.

The old man saw that he handed the cloth bag to Wen Wanwan, and then spoke again.

"The fifth master left you a sentence: Don't get too involved with that group of big bald heads, it's not a good thing."

Wen Wanwan looked at the closed door and pouted, and then took a taxi directly towards the underground base.

The weakening of the Metaphysical Sect over the years has made fewer and fewer people proficient in combat ability, but it is these people who can pinch and calculate are alive and nourishing.

It is not that Wen Wanwan has something to prevent this group of people from scheming, but this time she came to Kyoto to seek something for Shen Nan and Bai Han to help the master cultivate.

Naturally, she didn't bring those things with her, and almost all of the people who visited this time were from her master's generation, so the relationship could be called good.

There is no real malice towards her, it is nothing more than letting Cheng Zhizi put a hand and take over the task of shelter in front of the lure.

But to tell the truth, this task actually had no impact on Wen Wanwan, after all, there were still ten years before the old man died, and there was still a shaman standing behind Wen Wanwan.

In addition, she has been working for the government almost all these years, and her influence has surpassed that of many small sects.

said that it was shelter, but in fact, as long as Wen Wanwan released his words, it was impossible for anyone on the little Taoist side to disturb him.

However, the feeling of being put on a table is still a little uncomfortable after all, and Wen Wanwan silently drew this matter on the revenge book in her heart.

The old Taoist priest still has at least five Bodhi seeds in his hand, and if she doesn't pick out one of these things, she is sorry for the roads she walked on the mountain today!

The taxi drove all the way and finally stopped in a heavily secured location, Wen Wanwan rummaged through her backpack for a moment, and quickly took out a document and handed it to the security guard.

After face, fingerprint, and identity recognition, she finally entered the elevator.

The button on the third floor was pressed, and the elevator made of the best materials was put into operation.

This thing is not an ordinary elevator, in order to ensure safety, the underground base is not a normal layer on top of each other, but each floor is in a different position.

If you look at the floor plan, it's like a big labyrinth.

The elevator ran for more than a minute before it stopped.

As far as the eye can see, the entire third floor is like a hotel, with house numbers hanging on each room, and figures are in a hurry.

"Late, late!"

As soon as the elevator doors opened, shouts rang out. (End of chapter)