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Chapter 2619 wait a moment for fluttering with the wind

This time, Zhou Ming finally got it right. The Taoist priest respectfully took the token from Zhou Ming's hand, leaned in front of him and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but feel respectful, because the token was engraved with the three big characters Maoshan Ling in the form of the three big characters, and there were a line of small characters under the three big characters, with the two characters Xuanming written on it, and there were two small characters Qingfeng under the two big characters Qingfeng.

Maoshan’s token is made in detail. As long as you hold it in your hand, you will see it at a glance. Maoshan Order naturally represents Maoshan, while the word Xuanming represents the master. The word Qingfeng below is the seniority of the disciples, especially the word Xuanming. Everyone knows the disciples of the Taoist sect in the world. Because Xuanming is the current leader of Maoshan, his cultivation is amazing and talented, and he is truly one of the top ten masters of the Taoist sect in the world. Therefore, when he sees this token, the two little Taoists will perform like this.

After a moment of froze, the Taoist priest hurriedly returned the token to Zhou Ming, gave another gift, and said in a little flattered manner: It turned out that it was the direct disciple of the Xuanming Zhenren of Maoshan who visited Zhongnan Mountain. Please follow me, I will take you up the mountain to see our Ziyang leader.

After saying that, the little Taoist priest led the way in front and led the three of them up the mountain road. Zhou Ming put the token in close proximity and gave Wu Feng a wink, which meant: I saw that I didn’t have a junior brother, this is the benefit of our masters and disciples. Whoever goes to is the school or school, shouldn’t look up to us?

Wu Feng did not expect to be treated like this, and he felt a little fluttering in his heart. It seemed that the master's token was really useful. When he saw Master Zi Yang, he would be able to speak. In this way, it would not be too difficult to bury Old Liu's body next to Master Wudaozi's tomb.

With this floating mood, the three of them followed the two little Taoists all the way up the mountain, walking on the mountain road of Zhongnan Mountain, and were in a good mood. The three of them were in a mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery of Zhongnan Mountain. Wu Feng and Zhou Ming were novel everywhere, while Hu Xiaojie was feeling the same as returning to his hometown, and his expression was a little solemn. It seemed that seeing these familiar grass and trees could arouse all the pasts buried in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel sad again.

After walking like this for about half an hour, several people came to the middle of the mountain and met many disciples from Zhongnan Mountain along the way. The two Taoist priests greeted each other politely.

Halfway through the mountain, the two little Taoists suddenly turned a corner and passed through a bamboo forest. Suddenly, a layer of white mist appeared, as if they had entered a fairyland. When they arrived here, the two little Taoists said to the three of them: A few fellow Taoists from Maoshan, you can wait here for a while, and someone will come to pick you up later. I will retreat first.

As they said that, everyone saluted each other, and the two little Taoists walked back towards the road down the mountain.

Wu Feng and Zhou Ming both looked confused, so they looked at Hu Xiaojie. Zhou Ming asked: Mr. Hu, why did these two little Taoists take us halfway and go back? What does this mean? Why didn't they send us directly to the residence of Ziyang Zhenren

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