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Chapter 029 Daoist Brother, Where Are You Going?

Following the young Taoist priest, he got on a bus parked on the side of the road. As soon as he got on the bus, Zhao Qingshan found that the car was full of Taoist priests, and there was no spare space...

After getting on the bus, the young Taoist priest took a look at the situation inside the bus, and then said to Zhao Qingshan apologetically: "There is no place anymore, so I can only trouble Brother Taoist to stand and go there."

Standing or sitting, Zhao Qingshan didn't have so many requests. He was just a little surprised. Why did the Taoist priests in the car look higher than the top? When they saw that they got in the car, there were not even people to say hello? Even if they didn't know each other, there should be etiquette greetings, right?

I couldn't help feeling a little depressed, but Zhao Qingshan nodded and replied with a smile: "Stand stand, stand, wherever I don't practice in life. Whether I sit or stand is all due to God's will."

"Brother Taoist is indeed a man who has attained enlightenment." The young Taoist priest laughed at the side. It was obvious that his praise was just a polite word and did not imply any other meaning.

But what made Zhao Qingshan wonder was that a middle-aged Taoist priest sitting next to him looked back at him, frowned slightly, and snorted, "It's just a little baby who is still stinky."

"..." Zhao Qingshan was stunned when he heard this, then he looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest with a smile, and asked in a gentle tone: "Why did this fellow Taoist say this?"

"Do you need an explanation?" The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his eyebrows and looked directly at Zhao Qingshan, saying in a tone of teaching his younger generations: "I don't learn well at a young age. I'll just come out and cheat, hum!"

Zhao Qingshan couldn't help but be shocked. He subconsciously looked at his outfit, but didn't feel anything was wrong. At this moment, Zhao Qingshan was a little unhappy, "Oh? Then, according to what fellow Taoist sees, where can I cheat? Please give me an explanation."

"Are you a disciple of Qingyun Temple in Longsu Mountain?" the middle-aged Taoist priest raised his eyelids and asked in a cold tone.

"Of course not." The joke, how could Zhao Qingshan admit his origin? What's more, the certificate of decree is not clearly written. Is he a disciple of Hongyun Temple in the Central Plains? Therefore, Zhao Qingshan shook his head.

But when Zhao Qingshan shook his head, a sneer appeared on the middle-aged Taoist priest's face, pointed at an inconspicuous Qingyun on Zhao Qingshan's Taoist robe, and asked: "Since you are not a disciple of Qingyun Temple in Longsushan, why do you still wear the Taoist robe of Qingyun Temple disciples? What's not a fool?!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's voice was sonorous and powerful, and Zhao Qingshan was a little stupid. He looked down. Sure enough, there was a green cloud pattern next to his Taoist robe that was very similar to the true nature of the Taoist robe. This was the mark of the disciples of Qingyun Temple in Longsushan. It was the rule he had set himself!

Seeing this green cloud, look at the contempt in the middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes. The little bit of anger in Zhao Qingshan's heart disappeared without a trace.

The astonishment on his face quickly turned into a sudden look. He smiled and said, "It turns out that what fellow Taoist is talking about... Although I have mastered the Central Plains Hongyun Temple, I have already joined the disciple of an elder of Qingyun Temple. This set of Taoist robe is given by that elder. Why can't I wear it?!"
Chapter completed!
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