When Zhou Cheng heard this, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, the poor road is not here to steal money, the poor road is here to buy things."

The old lord almost scolded when he heard this.

Running to someone's room in the middle of the night to buy something?

Shopping in the runway view?

This is a Taoist temple, not a shopping mall!

Zhou Cheng looked at the nervous and angry look on the old master's face, and estimated that if he didn't explain it again, the old Taoist priest would really shout at the security guard regardless of his own safety.

So he quickly put away his joking expression and made a slight move with his right hand. A rattan chair a few meters away immediately flew behind Zhou Cheng on its own. Zhou Cheng lifted the hem of his clothes and sat on the rattan chair in a chic manner.

"Meow!" The little black cat jumped onto Zhou Cheng's lap with a tiger leap, and then turned around and lay there lazily, with a pair of bright cat eyes followed Zhou Cheng with interest, and looked at the old master opposite.

One person and one cat are quite tacit.

The old lord's face changed in an instant. The beard looked at Zhou Cheng with a tremble, very frightened, and looked at Zhou Cheng suspiciously, as if he could look at Zhou Cheng out of a flower.

"You, you, you... The old man came back to his senses and pointed at Zhou Cheng, who couldn't even speak.

Nowadays, science is prospering. But it is the end of the Dao Law. How many people in this world still really believe in cultivating the Tao and becoming immortals? Even most Taoist priests are just Taoist priests as a profession, or an ordinary belief that strains emotions.

It is not surprising that the old lord will have this reaction, Zhou Cheng!

"Poor Dao took the liberty to come, and I ask the lord to forgive me. It's just that the poor road is in the northeast, and when you encounter evil things, you need to find a hundred years of peach wood to suppress it. Passing by Guiguan, I want to find a peach wood magic sword enshrined in front of Emperor Zhenwu. So I still hope that the old master can be fulfilled!" Zhou Cheng waved his right hand slightly, and a stone table appeared out of thin air, and there were even two cups of steaming tea on the table. Zhou Cheng picked up the teacup and said quietly: "The night is long, and the night is dewy, why don't you come forward and drink a cup of camellia?"

The old man's eyes are about to bulge!

God is pitiful, he knows this stone table! Isn't it the square stone table in his yard?

The mark of Qingxuguan is still there!

Lao Zhen has been in Taoism for decades, and it can be said that he grew up in the Taoist temple since he was a child. I have seen a lot of so-called high merits and high Taoism, and it is really the first time I have seen a person like Zhou Cheng who really has Taoism!

Everything is happening right in front of you, and it's hard for the old lord not to believe it!

"Fu, Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Brother, the disciple Shouzhong greets the old-timers" How dare the old lord come forward to drink tea with Zhou Cheng? Seeing Zhou Cheng's invitation, the old lord who had completely woken up immediately knelt on the ground, and bowed with tears on his face.

"Uh!" This time it was Zhou Cheng's turn to be a little dumbfounded. It's a bit of a feeling of pretending not to be struck by lightning. Zhou Cheng knew that his rank was very big in the Xuanmen, so big that when he saw him, he had to kneel down and shout: "Old Ancestor".

But Zhou Cheng's age is here! Let an old man in his fifties or sixties kowtow and call himself an "old-timer," Zhou Cheng suddenly felt extremely awkward.

In fact, Zhou Cheng thought too much. Daomen cultivation seeks immortality. It is also known as the Tao does not speak of longevity. Age is the most important thing. In Taoist temples, there is generally no talk of age, only of seniority.

And the reason why the old Taoist worshiped Zhou and became the ancestor was purely because Zhou Cheng had Taoism, and he took it for granted that those who were successful in cultivating in the mountains were hundreds of years old monsters. Since he appeared in front of him, he naturally wanted to call the ancestor.

After all, the old master is in the Taoist temple, and he has been a Taoist priest all his life, but after all, he still has never really come into contact with people in the cultivation!

I can't help but say that empiricism kills people!

It's a shame to take things for granted!

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, you get up!" Zhou Cheng's embarrassment was only for a moment. And there is no trace on the surface. After all, if the old lord really calls himself the ancestor according to the Taoist seniority and kowtows to himself, it will not be a loss.

The old man stood up tremblingly, saw Zhou Cheng beckoning, hurriedly walked over, and bowed down to listen to the training.

"Poor Daoyun Chengzi, if you don't look at the elders, you don't have to be like this. And the poor Dao has a request, how about everyone is commensurate?" Zhou Cheng smiled, made a gesture to sit down, and then gently pushed another teacup over.

"Disciple don't dare, don't dare!" the old man sat sideways on the stool and hurriedly excused himself.

Zhou Cheng smiled disappreciatively and asked, "How many years have you been in the Dao?"

"My disciple has been here since he was eight years old, but he was fortunately adopted by his master and was able to survive. And I've been living in this hall for more than fifty years!" replied the old man truthfully.

"Daomen has its own method of health preservation, maybe you can't live forever, but at least you can live a long life, Daoyou really can't see that it's more than sixty!" Zhou Cheng said with a smile. But he said in his heart: No wonder this old Taoist priest looks different, it turns out that he is really the old Taoist priest from before. This is also the only remaining true Taoist in this era!

"Daoist Jungle, the land of the Ten Directions of Qing Cultivation, how can there be outsiders patrolling?" Zhou Cheng frowned, and immediately cut to the topic and asked.

"This, this, the disciple can't help it!" The old man looked bitter, and said helplessly: "Most of the palaces in the world are like this, not only the original view!"

When Zhou Cheng heard this, he didn't speak for a long time.

Zhou Cheng thought that the passage door was weakened, but he really didn't expect it to be weakened to this point, to the point that most of the palace view in the whole world could not be saved.

As the old lord told the story, Zhou Cheng realized that he had really misunderstood the old lord before.

There are some things that he can't change with a small amount of advice. Even in Taoist things, he no longer has much room to meddle. What else can you do but be helpless?

The general trend is like this, what can I do in vain?

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but sigh when he heard this: "That's it, that's it, needless to say, Poor Dao knows." ”

When the old lord heard this, he sighed deeply. Sit there and stop talking.

"The poor and unnoble peachwood sword came here, and I want to borrow it to suppress the evil spirit, I don't know what conditions the lord needs, can you just say it?" Zhou Cheng put down the teacup and asked.

"But, but that's the disciple, the disciple's ancestor passed down!" The old lord was nervous when he heard this, and quickly replied euphemistically.

"The peach wood sword is originally an evil magic weapon, rather than being enshrined there in vain, and the pearl is covered with dust, it is better to use it to suppress the evil spirit, isn't that exactly where its value lies?" Of course, Zhou Cheng knew that the old lord would not let go easily, and in an era when a broken bowl handed down from his ancestors could also be used as a treasure, the hundred-year-old peach wood sword was estimated to be regarded as an "heirloom" by this old Taoist priest, how could he easily agree to Zhou Cheng to take it?

"Senior, if you have something else, the disciple dares not to obey it?" It's just that this peachwood magic sword is passed down by the contemptuous ancestor, and without the ancestor's consent, the disciple really doesn't dare to agree!" Immediately he fell to his knees and pleaded with tears in his eyes.

There is really no fuel-efficient lamp for those who can be the masters!

Zhou Cheng sighed, looking at the old man who was sincerely frightened and tearful, he felt a little unable to do it for a while.

Even if you know it's pretended.