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The old Taoist did not stop and stepped on a slender iron chain and walked slowly towards the other end of the mountain.

Jiang Fei looked down and almost scared his life away. The abyss below was a thousand feet deep. If you were not careful, it would be a broken end.

Looking at the old Taoist's calm and gentle appearance, Jiang Fei complained: Your sister, you don't find a better place to find a place. There is only one iron chain and Taoist temple. How could anyone come to worship it? Does this old Taoist not eat or drink?

Gudong!

Jiang Fei swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, stabilized his mind, and then took the first step.

He stepped out his right foot first and stepped on the iron chain. The whirring mountain wind blew by, and the iron chain began to shake suddenly.

"Damn, what the hell?"

Jiang Fei moved forward step by step, the more he walked forward, the greater the shaking of the chain, and he felt that he could fall down at any time.

Squeak squeak!

The iron chains were creaking, and Jiang Fei felt that if a strong wind came, he would probably have passed away.

Squeak!

At this time, another iron chain less than a few meters away came shaking sound. Jiang Fei turned his head and saw a Taoist boy about four or five years old walking on an iron chain and walking forward step by step, and soon passed Jiang Fei's position.

The little Taoist boy also noticed Jiang Fei, turned his head and smiled innocently at him, pointed to the position in front, and then began to walk quickly, leaving Jiang Fei with his own back.

"I'll go, will I provoke me!"

Jiang Fei raised his eyebrows. A five or six-year-old child is more courageous than him, so he cannot be embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fei calmed down, and the spiritual power on his body continued to surge wildly. The Jiugong Xiaoyao Step stepped out one after another. The long iron chain was only in a few breaths, and he had already arrived at the other end of the mountain.

After Jiang Fei passed by, he still couldn't believe all this. Only after looking at the long iron chains behind him and the little Taoist boy walking slowly did he realize that all this was true.

"The first level of condensation of gas."

Unexpectedly, that little Taoist boy would be a cultivator with a level of energy condensation.

Jiang Fei waved to him and walked proudly into the Taoist temple.

"Taixu Temple!"

Jiang Fei glanced at the name of the Taoist temple. The two auspicious beasts Qilin at the door were swaying there with their teeth and claws. As he walked by, the roar of the Qilin faintly rushed into his mind.

When you enter the view, you will see the statue of the Sanqing Palace. It seems that these are all descendants of the Sanqing Palace.

Jiang Fei bowed to Sanqing and turned to look for the old Taoist.

"Senior, I'm here."

In the Patriarch's Hall, the old Taoist just now sat cross-legged on a cushion, and the incense burner in front of him was floating slowly with clouds and mist.

Hearing Jiang Fei's scream, the old Taoist opened his eyes and smiled faintly, "Sit down."

Then he shouted to the back: "Qingfeng, pour tea to entertain guests."

"yes!"

A crisp sound came from behind. A small Taoist boy walked over slowly with two cups of fragrant tea and gave Jiang Fei a cup respectfully.

Jiang Fei took it, glanced at the Taoist boy's appearance, and almost sprinkled all the tea in his hand.

Isn’t this little Taoist boy still on the chain just now? If I remember correctly, he should be behind him, so why did he come here in a blink of an eye?

"Master, I'm back from collecting herbs."

Outside, another crisp sound came, and a small Taoist boy ran in and looked at the old Taoist happily.

"Well, let's go to the back and practice with Qingfeng."

"kindness!"

Jiang Fei saw two identical little Taoist boys walking hand in hand to the back.

It turned out that these two Taoist boys were twins, which made Jiang Fei think he had seen a ghost.

"My friend, I didn't expect that at such an age, I had such cultivation. It's very good." The old Taoist sipped his mouthful of tea and said leisurely.

Jiang Fei replied embarrassedly: "It's average, it's not as good as the senior."

"Since everyone is a cultivator, call me "Fellow Taoist fellow" and I don't know where the fellow Taoist fellow is from?" asked the old Taoist.

Jiang Fei said: "No door or sect."

He didn't dare to say that he was a descendant of Shennong. His martial arts were relatively advanced. What if this old Taoist had evil intentions, he could just sha.

"Oh." Old Dao touched his beard and smiled, "Since that's the case, I won't ask."

"I don't know what the Taoist priest calls it?" Jiang Fei asked.

"I'm Xuanqing!"

Xuan Qing, as soon as these two words came out, Jiang Fei's hair was instantly raised. If he remembered correctly, the fake one he had encountered was Xuan Qingzi.

"Fellow Daoist thinks he has heard of my name!" Xuan Qingzi smiled slightly, with a white-browed heel, looking like a kind old man.

"I've heard it, I've heard it!" Jiang Fei smiled angrily.

Xuan Qingzi laughed and said, "It seems that fellow Taoist has seen the things I made back then, and that is just an interest."

Jiang Fei didn't say anything. He knew why the old Taoist lived here. If he went out, he knew that he had made so many fakes, and he wouldn't be chased and asked for shang.

Moreover, he has created so many fakes, so he has no worries about food and clothing for a long time, so there is no problem in living in seclusion in the mountains.

"Master Xuanqing, please forgive me for taking the liberty. I don't know what it was for inviting me to come here."

You should be happy if you want to kill or cut. You just smile and drink tea. I wonder if my heart is about to jump out of my heart?

"I just saw you picking herbs in the mountains with fellow Taoists, so I greeted you and made acquaintance."

Jiang Fei was speechless, he was just a minion with a sixth level of Qi Condensation. Can this master be used to get to know him?

"Master Xuanqing, I wonder if there are any other cultivators in this world besides you?"

This is Jiang Fei’s doubt. Apart from the evil cultivator who sucked Su Yuling, Jiang Fei had never seen or heard of other immortal cultivators.

"Of course there are, but most of them are just seclusion, and of course there are also people who have entered the world." Xuan Qingzi said inexplicably: "My friend's cultivation is too low, so he can't get in touch with these. I have also seen other cultivators before. Now it seems that there are not many cultivators on this earth."

Isn’t it sixty years for a hundred years? In this way, Xuan Qingzi is at least close to a hundred years old.

"Haha, I haven't seen anyone for a long time, so I'm talking a little too much!" Xuan Qingzi took a sip of tea and smiled.

"Master Taoist, have you been in this view all the time?"

"It's almost the same. I haven't left this mountain for fifty years."

Jiang Fei was so impressed that he hadn't gone down the mountain for fifty years. It was awesome. If he had been staying on this mountain, he would have been crazy long ago.

"I admire you! Taoist master is so profound, I admire you."

Xuan Qingzi smiled casually, looked at Jiang Fei strangely, and said, "If you see all the changes in the world, you will probably be the same as me."
Chapter completed!